Wait... no... something was very, very wrong...
Lin Fan suddenly frowned, confusing Isha, who had been watching his expression.
There was another reason the Necrontyr were not considered a threat...
In all the plans and schemes Tzeentch had revealed so far, he had never drawn the Necrontyr into opposition against Lin Fan. Although Lin Fan had smashed the White Bone Dynasty full of Flayed Ones to pieces, he felt that he had fought against C'tan Flayed Ones that had not quite died, rather than clashed with a Necrontyr dynasty.
Although the Necrontyr dynasties knew the power of the Subjective One well, surely there had to be some dynasties that had awakened confused from their sleep? Those muddled dynasties should have been able to cause Lin Fan some trouble.
Could the force Tzeentch relied upon be the Tyranid swarm? Lin Fan found that unlikely. Those bugs could not even break through the defensive line established by the Silent King now. They could only rely on luck to send a small hive fleet into the Milky Way.
Then the Orks? Lin Fan found that even less likely. Tzeentch should thank the heavens if those fellows did not turn his carefully arranged plans into a complete mess.
In the end, only one word remained in Lin Fan's mind: C'tan.
What would happen if the rulers of souls and the rulers of matter joined forces?
Judging from the current situation, the Emperor not only had to face Nurgle's offensive and Tzeentch's traps, but also contend with the Void Dragon that had escaped on Mars. The Emperor had also said that The Deceiver was watching his every move from some unknown corner.
Tch...
Lin Fan felt troubled. These damn things could roam across the entire Milky Way through the special nature of their divinity, while