The Reality-Void Inverter took effect, severing and isolating a section of space before granting it the power of inversion, teleporting every Necrontyr force gathered here intact into the Warp.
When the army wished to leave the Warp, they would not need to search for a weak point. They merely had to grant the severed space another force, and the inversion of the world would naturally bring them out one by one.
Sure enough, at the Warp location corresponding to the center of the Milky Way, a massive egg whose full form could not be seen was slowly developing. The breathing sounds escaping through the pores of its shell instinctively filled one with fear.
Even soulless metal beings like the Necrontyr felt as though their bodies were several degrees colder than normal.
The Silent King could not be bothered to guess what horror lay hidden within the shell. He directly ordered the fleet's weapons charged, demanding the eradication of the monstrosity before them at any cost.
Tens of millions of Gauss beams of varying thickness slammed into the eggshell. Empowered by immense energy, the beams never ceased firing, continuously pouring forth energy like a brilliant sun.
Layer after layer of the eggshell was breached, and they soon reached its deepest depths.
The Gauss beams could not illuminate the darkness beneath the shell, yet every weapons operator could sense hateful hostility radiating from within it.
"He isn't ready yet... What you're doing is terribly impolite."
A slender figure floated in the air, magnifying continuously upon the screens.
It was none other than Amalaga, dressed in clothing resembling a researcher's uniform. Ever since becoming The Deceiver's servant, he had never died, remaining hidden in the shadows as he conducted insane, blasphemous experiments.
"A Drukhari Haemonculi?" The Silent King immediately saw the unnatural nature