Scythe Phaeron

"Phaeron," a Necron Overlord voice sounded.

"A human warship has been detected ahead."

The speed is extremely fast and it is approaching our fleet.

Blade Phaeron's eyes turned slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in the green light.

In the long years of 65 million years, there were not many things that could make his emotions fluctuate.

"Human battleship?" His voice was cold and low, like metal rubbing against each other.

"Do humans in this era still have the courage to attack us?"

The Overlord brought up the hologram.

The battleship was speeding through the void, so fast that it was difficult for Necrons's detection array to lock onto it.

Its hull is slender and elegant, with a silver Smart Atoms luster flowing on its surface. The emblem of Ultramarines is engraved on the bow of the ship - the golden U character is particularly eye-catching on the green background.

There are dozens of Macro-cannons lined up on both sides of the ship, and the muzzles are still glowing slightly, obviously they have just experienced a battle.

"Macragge's Honour," the overlord called up the information, with a hint of mechanical calmness in his voice.

"Ultramarines's flagship, Gloriana-class Battleship."

The ship is carrying Ultramarines Second Company, and their company commander - Demetrian·Titus.

Blade Phaeron's fingers gently tapped the handle of the sickle, the rhythm was slow and steady.

"Titus? The warrior who was personally blessed by human Lord Regent?"

The overlord nodded and called up more information.

"According to the intelligence we collected from Imperium Nihilus, he is one of Ultramarines's strongest fighters."

He once killed countless Chaos Daemons in Imperium Nihilus and destroyed an entire Tyranid Hive fleet single-handedly.

In the battle of Ark of Omen, he fought side by side with Blood Angels and killed the elite guard of Vashtorr.

His personal combat strength assessment - the Overlord paused, as if confirming the accuracy of the data.

Close to Primarch level.

Blade Phaeron's tapping sound stopped.

Primarch level.

The word sent ripples through his cold core processor.

His database contains the great Great Crusades from ten thousand years ago, those demigods created by Emperor of Mankinds.

Although he has not directly fought against Primarch, his data core stores a large number of battle records about Primarch.

Those records come from the surveillance of Milky Way by Necrons after War in Heaven, and each one is marked with a red warning of "extreme danger."

He suddenly wanted to see how powerful humans in this era were.

"Report to Silent King," he said, with a rare hint of expectation in his voice.

"We encountered Imperium of Man's fleet."

They appear to be their elite troops, flying at an astonishing speed.

Please advise on next steps.

The communication signal was transmitted to Silent King's flagship within 0.3 seconds, and a reply was received within 0.3 seconds.

The reply only had four words: "Dispose of it yourself."

The corners of Blade Phaeron's mouth raised slightly.

If Necrons had a corner of his mouth.

For the first time in sixty-five million years, he met an opponent that interested him.

On Macragge's Honour, Titus is having his last pre-war meeting with his brothers.

Intelligence officer Seratus, a veteran who has experienced one hundred and seventy-three battles, stood in front of the holographic projection and reported the enemy's situation.

His Power Armour is full of traces of battle, and his left arm has been replaced with a mechanical prosthesis--it was lost during the fight against Chaos Dreadnought.

"The enemy's fleet is about a hundred times larger than ours," his voice was calm, as if he was reporting an ordinary patrol mission.

"Three thousand capital ships and twenty thousand escort ships."

According to energy signal analysis, they carried a large number of ground troops, totaling at least five million.

The composition of the troops is mainly Immortals, supplemented by a large number of Wraithguard and Destroyers.

There was silence on the bridge again.

One hundred times.

Five million.

This number is enough to stress out any Space Marines.

But Titus just listened calmly without any expression on his face.

He had seen a bigger battle in Imperium Nihilus - the battle of Ark of Omen. He and the Blood Angelss faced an army of hundreds of millions of Chaoss.

"Their flagship," Seratus continued.

"It is a special battleship, shaped like a huge sickle."

According to the limited information comparison in the Imperium database, it is one of Necrons Three Saints - the ship of Blade Phaeron·Mesophit.

Titus's brows wrinkled slightly.

"Blade Phaeron? Three Saints?"

Seratus nodded and called up the holographic image.

It was a tall Necron Warriors, wearing a dark green Necrodermis battle armor, holding a giant scythe longer than his whole body, and his whole body was shrouded in the energy light of C'tan Shard.

His helmet is shaped like an eagle with spread wings, and the position of his eyes are two narrow green gaps, from which only cold murderous intent can be revealed.

"Blade Phaeron·Mesophit, Silent King and finally one of Three Saints."

Three Saints are: Blade Phaeron, in charge of the army's close combat command; Stellar Phaeron, in charge of the army's long-range firepower and fleet dispatch; and Annihilation Phaeron, in charge of the army's strategic planning and intelligence network.

The three of them are deeply bound to Silent King, their wills are completely synchronized, they have no independent self, and they absolutely obey the orders of Silent King.

Seratus switches to the next set of data.

"Mesophit's personal combat power is evaluated as Primarch level.

The 'Dust Scythe' he is in charge of is Necrons's top melee weapon. It is forged from the core of an entire neutron star and can tear apart any material, including Primarch's Power Armour.

His Necrodermis body comes with a high-level energy shield, which can resist Macro-cannon level attacks.

In addition, he shares the C'tan Shard energy in the throne with Silent King, is immune to all Psionic Energy attacks, and can expel demons."

All these information were sent directly from the Necron Empire to Imperium of Man, which shows how confident Necron Empire is.

Their confidence has always been like this, no matter when it was Necrontyr or when it was War in Heaven, they never concealed their trump card!