Time began to flow again. The colossal Construct that had been frozen in space could now be struck, and a beam fired by one World Engine annihilated it in the void.
The Forging Council directly witnessed the result, and jubilant cries erupted within the council chamber.
This was the first time the Kasa Dynasty had achieved results in taking revenge against an external enemy.
They did not know that the female Pharaoh of the Menak Dynasty had been taken away by the Silent King, but even if they had known, it would not have dampened the joy of revenge.
For a dynasty that revered martial prowess to an extreme, a leader surviving instead of dying in battle was the ultimate humiliation and revenge. It was not even one ten-thousandth as satisfying as conquering the Menak Dynasty and publicly executing its Pharaoh.
The Kasa Dynasty had not detected that unique spatial disturbance just now, but the C'tan had.
When Mimic turned his gaze toward Qin Mo, Qin Mo had already sensed the disturbance and omen in realspace.
The Necrons had a history spanning tens of millions of years, and they possessed countless creations of forbidden technology.
Being able to arrive somewhere just before it was destroyed and take the people inside away was, upon reflection, not surprising at all.
The Silent King would not simply watch the Menak Dynasty be truly destroyed, but Qin Mo had not expected him to act this way.
No fleet, no command—he had simply taken his people and fled.
"That despot does not even have the courage to face us." Burner had found yet another opportunity to disparage the Silent King, Szarekh.
At a time when they had already entered an opposing camp to the Silent King, Qin Mo would neither rebuke Burner's nonsense nor pass