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Silent King continued, "His behavior does not represent Necrons's will.

He is just a crazy collector, a lunatic who will do whatever it takes to get his collection."

Guilliman still didn't speak.

Silent King was silent again.

He used all the negotiation skills in the database, and all the wisdom accumulated over thousands of years was brought out by him at this moment.

He considered every word and weighed every sentence, trying to find the best way to impress the other person.

"I know, he hurt you." Silent King's voice lowered, "He imprisoned your mother for ten thousand years.

This is an unforgivable crime.

I'm willing to make amends for this.

Any compensation, as long as you can accept it."

Guilliman's fists clenched tighter.

"For the sake of peace between the two races," Silent King continued, "these are tolerated.

We can put aside the grudges of the past and face the future together.

Humans need friends, and Necrons needs allies.

We can--"

"You advise me to be generous?" Guilliman's voice suddenly sounded. It was a low voice with a chilling coldness.

Silent King stopped talking and looked at him.

Guilliman took a step forward, with fire burning in those golden eyes. "You persuade me to be generous? You fucking persuade me to be generous?"

His voice became louder and louder, "You stole my mother away and locked her up for ten thousand years, and now you come here to persuade me to be generous?"

Silent King is silent.

He wanted to say something, to explain, to comfort.

But Guilliman didn't give him a chance.

"Okay, okay, a Silent King." Guilliman's voice suddenly calmed down, but the calmness was more terrifying than the anger, "I didn't know that you Necrons, besides being lifeless, dare to be so fucking arrogant."

Silent King's fingers tightened slightly.

"When I, Imperium of Man, don't move towards Golden Age again, forget it if you are so arrogant."

Guilliman's voice was like an ice blade, "I've already made fucking progress towards Golden Age, how fucking dare you be so arrogant?

Then isn't my progress in vain?"

He took a step forward, his majestic body burning with golden flames in the green light. "Are you really saying that my two and a half million Ultramarines are kidding you?

It's okay for a Necron Overlord to steal my mother, but you Silent King come to join in the fun? Then beat her!"

His hand suddenly rose, and the golden Psionic Energy had condensed in his palm.

"Guilliman--" What did Silent King want to say.

"Shut up!" Guilliman roared, "I won't take a step back this time!"

He slapped it with a palm, and the communication device was shattered into pieces together with the projection of Silent King.

At the last moment when the fragments dissipated, Silent King heard the last words. "Then fight!"

The sound echoed in the void and spread throughout Milky Way.

Two and a half million Ultramarines raised their heads at the same moment and looked in the direction of Terra.

They heard it, heard their Gene-Father roar.

Guilliman stood in the room, his chest still heaving violently.

His fist was still clenched, and the golden Psionic Energy was still burning.

He turned around, opened the window, and looked out at the endless starry sky.

"All Ultramarines, obey orders."

His voice rang out from Gene-seed, exploding deep in the soul of every Ultramarines, "I don't care what you are doing now, who you are fighting, or who you are protecting.

Stop everyone.

Come back, go home."

Two and a half million voices responded simultaneously, "Yes!"

"That damn Necron Overlord stole your grandmother.

That damn Silent King wants to intercede on his behalf."Guilliman's voice became louder and louder, "Tell me, do you agree?"

"No!" The voice shook the heavens and earth.

Guilliman stood in front of the window, looking at the starry sky, those golden eyes were like the burning sun.

His voice was very soft, but it spread throughout Milky Way: "If we hadn't beaten them, everyone would have changed their names to Luna Wolves."

Two and a half million Ultramarines were silent for a second at the same time.

Then, an even more crazy roar sounded, "For grandma!!!"

Titus, who was far away in the depths of the endless star field, was wiping his own Power Sword. Hearing these words, his hands paused slightly.

Luna Wolves? That's the army of Horus.

He smiled, and the smile was full of madness, "Father is going to fight for his life."

He stood up and pointed his sword into the void. "Brothers, go home!"

Countless light years away, Silent King sat on the throne and was silent for a long time.

He was scolded.

Being scolded by a mortal.

A short-lived race that lived less than ten thousand years, an existence that was like an ant in front of him, scolded him.

His emotional system was running wildly, simulating various emotions such as anger, humiliation, and murderous intent.

He remembered a story from long, long ago.

That was when he was still alive and Necrontyr's civilization was still prosperous.

Wu Qi, the son of the Shanghai Gang leader, was scolded by an Italian girl in the world of Shanghai.

Wu Qi was so angry that he was shaking all over. He was thinking about how to earn Shanghai's face back and how to turn money into old money.

Silent King is thinking the same thing as Wu Qi at this moment.

How did he regain his identity as the overlord of Milky Way 60 million years ago in Necrons?

How did he turn Imperium of Man into the past tense?

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of non-existent air.

The emotions surged through his body, like a volcano about to erupt.

"I'm telling you carefully and want to negotiate with you, but you won't listen, right?"

His voice echoed in the throne room, and it was cold, with the majesty accumulated over 65 million years. "Then let me show you why I became the overlord of Milky Way 65 million years ago!

Why should I press Material Universe's god, C'tan, under the throne and use it as a battery?"

He stood up suddenly, and his majestic body looked like a mountain in the green light.

He pressed the communication button and the voice spread throughout the Necron Empire.

"War advisor." His voice was calm, but with unquestionable dignity.

A Necron Overlord appeared in the holographic projection, kneeling on one knee. "Your Majesty."

"I want to fight." Silent King said, "Fight directly.

Call Terra."

The overlord raised his head, with a flash of light in his eyes. "Your Majesty, we have been waiting for this day for too long."

Silent King nodded, with determination in his movements. "Deploy soldiers.

Drawn from various dynasties.

You don't need too much, 100 million is enough."

The corners of the Overlord's mouth raised slightly. "One hundred million? It's more than enough to deal with Imperium of Man."

Silent King was silent for a moment, and his gaze became profound. "We can't fight most of War in Heaven.

If you call again, the Chaos Gods bit in Warp may be full.

But when I tried the smaller version again, there was no problem at all.

Today, I will let you Imperium of Man understand - why should I punch Old Ones, kick Eldar, and beat up Gu Orks!"

The overlord stood up and performed an ancient military salute. "I obey, Your Majesty."

The moment the order was issued, the entire Necron Empire was boiling.

Countless Tomb Worldss lit up with faint green light at the same time, and those warriors who had been sleeping for tens of millions of years woke up one after another.

Their eyes were burning with cold fire, their hands held deadly weapons, and there was only one thought in their hearts - war.