394. Crash into Me

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The Deathmark sniper, resurrected once more via the reconstruction protocol, kicked open the reconstruction chamber the moment he awoke, startling the Necron Overlord seated upon the Blackstone throne.

Even though he had long since lost his physical body, aided by an emotional simulation array, the Necron Overlord—who had been rudely awakened—still gaped his metal jaw in a display of astonishment and inquired:

"What has happened?"

You ask me what happened? The Deathmark thought, I've seen a ghost. Seeing his Neural Shredder fully reformed, the sniper, whose mindset had undergone a slight, billion-fold shift, refused to believe in evil and fired a shot into the sky.

"Zzzzt."

As the familiar ghostly green beam flashed, the young Deathmark fell into a state of self-seclusion. Without explaining why, he turned his head, tore open a Dimensional Pocket, and transmitted back onto the battlefield.

Watching the metallic alien flattened by the "canned meat" before him, Cain rubbed his ears, remembering that he had seemingly been hit by a shot just moments ago.

According to the data shared by the Blackwatch, weapons of this type used by the Necrons would cause the nerves to burn away and result in death even with the slightest contact, yet he was completely fine. Such an anomalous encounter caused Cain's dog-brain to spin, leading him to a miraculous conclusion:

Removing his hat and smoothing out his cool hairstyle with his hand, Cain said to the large "can" currently scavenging corpses:

"This must be the blessing of the Lord of Blacklight!"

"What? You motherf—!"

Emperor, who had been watching this from the start, slammed the table and cursed. It was clearly he who had saved their dog lives. Instead of thanking him, they were thanking that dog-thing; this was more unbearable than eating shit.

"But my Lord,