Commander of the Silver Skull Chapter

Chapter 400: Chapter Master of the Silver Skull Chapter

"I'm going to die, I'm definitely going to die!"

Watching the high-purity Psionic Crystal contamination creeping up from the tentacles, Trazyn frowned deeply. Even after lurking within the Empire for ten thousand years, he had never encountered such a thorny situation.

Although he was known as the Infinite and possessed countless clones across the galaxy, Trazyn knew that if he were tainted by psionic energy of this magnitude, he would be corrupted into a mindless, giggling Necron freak unless he completely excised this portion of his memory.

Having come to regard these ten millennia of memories as his most precious treasure, Trazyn was absolutely unwilling to return to his former state.

"My lord, let's talk this over like reasonable people. Could you please move these tentacles away? I get dizzy looking at rod-shaped objects," the Collector, currently wearing a Rick skin, pleaded with a fawning expression.

"I don't think you're dizzy; I think you know you're about to die. Didn't you want to spill the beans on some 'true plan'? Start talking, and make it quick."

Having finally caught this rat, Hogg was not about to let go. To him, the Collector's reputation was legendary; if he showed even the slightest slack, this guy might vanish, not to mention that Hogg hated traitors above all else.

When you find one cockroach, it means countless others are frolicking in your home. You have to strike hard and initiate The Great Purge to sweep away the filth.

He pressed his hand down, intensifying the psionic contamination. For a die-hard like this, Hogg had plenty of ways to break him. As long as he turned him into a sand-sculpture, he wasn't afraid of this bastard refusing to talk.

Seeing his old friend in distress,