"Ah! Aah! Aaaaaah! You've got the wrong guy! I never badmouthed you, and I don't have any valuable treasures!"
Accompanied by the uniquely Necron electronic warble, Ankailar let out a foul-smelling scream in the clearing before the tombstone gate.
As a notorious Necron Overlord, Ankailar would never have behaved in such an undignified manner. The problem was, he had tried to fight back—but he simply couldn't win.
The moment he realized he'd been ambushed, Ankailar chose the best course of action: opening a Dimensional Pocket to escape. But before he could make a move, Hogg sliced off half his body with one swipe of his claws.
Even the Annihilation Halberd, which could impale a Greater Daemon, was bitten clean in half by Hogg the instant Ankailar pulled it out, rendering it completely useless.
The sudden encounter left the Traveler stunned. His weapon was destroyed and his body shattered, but he recognized the little monster standing before him at once. Though only two meters tall, it was none other than the C'tan Hogg, who should have been above their heads.
Though he'd bragged to his old friends before, the Necrons weren't known for their individual combat prowess. Their greatest strength was their technologically advanced, physically dominant weaponry. What kind of idiot would pick a fight with a C'tan one-on-one?
"Run!"
As long as the green hills remained, there'd be no shortage of firewood. Escape became the Traveler's first thought. He swung his remaining arm, planning to sacrifice it to buy himself time to open a Dimensional Pocket.
The Overlord's body was nothing before Hogg. It was a complete mismatch in strength, and in less than a millisecond, Hogg had dismantled the remaining half of Ankailar's body into pieces.
But that instant was enough. A pocket dimension, far more advanced than a