How Could My Lord Be Wrong?

It is a terrifying thing that humanity knows the number and details of all the Phaeron of the Necron Dynasty.

Have those humans completely figured out the nature of the Necrons?

"Either he has a traitor in our dynasty, or his abilities are even more powerful than the prophecies of the Aeldari."

The Silent King sat on his throne, motionless for a long time.

The main hall remained quiet for a long time.

Then the Silent King sat up and ordered his subordinates, "Gather as much intelligence as you can on Lin En, from when he first appeared until now, collect everything."

"Yes." The subordinate acknowledged the order, then asked, "Your Majesty, should we intervene in the remaining dynasties' decision to withdraw? We possess Singularity Weapon; if we issue a mandatory order, they shouldn't dare disobey."

But the Silent King thought for a moment, then sighed, "Let them be."

Without Zeras, the Pariah Nexus Project has essentially failed.

He created this Pariah Nexus to build an experimental field. Now that the researchers are gone, what's the point of keeping the experimental field going?

There's no point in persisting in this situation now.

There are only a few Necrons nodes left in the Napheli Sector, barely holding on.

There are also some smaller dynasties on the periphery, which are basically relatives of those dominant dynasties. They rely on kinship to make a living by following those dominant dynasties.

They didn't know the specifics of what had happened; they only knew that they couldn't contact the Silent King, Qi Mingxing, or even the Trazyn the Infinite.

The three Phaeron of the three minor dynasties met and held a meeting. After much discussion, they decided to wait and see, in case the Silent King gave his order.

They held out for three days.

On the first day, Lin En's fleet flew north from Kapinos, passing the outer perimeter of one of the dynasties' nodes, and released a squad of insects for a stroll.

The Phaeron of that dynasty was so frightened that he immediately dismantled the Blackstone Array and moved it away overnight.

The next day, Lin En's image appeared on their screen for the second time, this time with just one sentence. "Oh, you haven't left yet?"

The two Phaeron of the same dynasty both went offline, and when they came back online, they had already started dismantling Obelisk.

On the third day, the last Phaeron of the small dynasty sat at the foot of his family's Obelisk and sighed for a long time. Finally, he sighed again and said to his Technician, "Tear it down, tear it all down, move it back, and let's seal the tomb and sleep in peace."

The Technician asked, "Your Majesty, shall we not wait for the Silent King's order?"

The Phaeron removed his crown, wiped it clean, and said sadly, "We'll have to wait another seven or eight weeks."

Is it worth it for us? We can't contact Trazyn the Infinite, we can't contact Zeras, Silent King isn't stepping forward, and the C'tan Shard on Nikzaxi's side are all shattered.

What benefits did the Silent King give them to make them risk their lives for him like this? Let's go back and seal the tomb door, and then we'll go to sleep.

The human did not exterminate them.

Perhaps, as he said, he only targets enemies who invade humanity.

The places where these small dynasties had previously slumbered were all Desolate Planet, and the construction of the Quling Dead Domain had not harmed any humans, so that human did not hold it against them.

It was a very gentlemanly agreement, so much so that no one could even utter a single vicious word against it.

"... well."

The Phaeron of the small dynasty stood up, put the crown back on his head, and walked into the tomb.

"Let's go, let's go back to sleep, lock the door, and sleep for hundreds of years."

At least sleep until these gods fight and decide the winner.

The Blackstone Array on the planet was also taken away by them as those dynasties fell into obscurity.

The Blackstone is also very important to them; they won't leave it to humanity for nothing.

As the Obelisk were removed one by one and the Blackstone Array was dismantled circle by circle, the green light on the planet's surface gradually went out, until finally the entire star went dark and returned to silence.

Three days later, no trace of the Pariah Nexus could be found in the entire Napheli Sector.

Those who still wanted to persist were few in number, and there was also that human eyeing them covetously from the sidelines.

They could only helplessly fall silent as well.

The Napheli Sector fell silent.

After the Blackstone Array disappeared, the space in the sector gradually returned to normal.

Psionic communication is now possible, and teleportation is now feasible.

The Imperial Navy swaggered in and established outposts at several key locations.

The remaining Blackstone on the planet can significantly suppress the Warp, but just enough not to affect humanity.

Very good!

Thank you to the Bone Skeleton for their generosity!

*******

The news reached Terra late at night, while the Lord Regent was still in his office reviewing documents.

Guilliman paused for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, shook his head, and continued marking.

If you knew I was just processing files normally and suddenly got an invincible hero unit, you'd think I was lucky too.

Saying there was still hope was just a facade.

Now there is still hope.

The Imperial Navy is coming to take over several reclaimed planets.

Lin En made special marks on the places where the Necrons had been massacred and handed them over to the Imperial Navy that had taken over the planet. He instructed the garrison to keep a close eye on these places and to bomb them immediately if there was any disturbance.

I heard that Lord Lin En turned all the Xenos on the planet into specimens in cast iron.

The Imperial Navy, which had taken over the planet, was filled with awe.

With the matter settled, Lin En sat on the bridge of the Night Goddess, intending to once again seek news from his homeland.

The live chat was filled with jubilation.

[Aa...

[Ahhhhh, this feels so good!!!!!!!!!]

[Streamer, you finally remembered to turn on the chat!!!!]

[Necrons: I Phaeron terrified!]

[I felt so good! Hahahaha, oh my god, it felt so good!!!!]

Many people are still asking whether the streamer really traveled through time.

Lin En glanced at the comments and reached out his hand.

The live chat was filled with an ominous atmosphere: [Wait! Don't turn it off yet!]

[No! We want to see more!!!!!!]

[Host!!!]

[Aaaaaaah, he reached out his hand! He reached out his hand!!!]

Then the live stream flashed and shut down.

Lin En leaned back against the chair and then stared blankly into space.

Earth's dormitories, cafeteria, and library.

Instant noodles, the teacher called roll, and Mom called to tell him to wear long johns.

These things seem ordinary, but now that they're gone, he really does miss them all the time.

When will we be able to defeat District Four? He really wants to go home.

Just then, Phoros suddenly arrived.

Phoros asked him, "My lord, where should we put those two large iron gates?"

Lin En slapped his forehead, remembering the two large iron doors with skulls that he had had taken from the Zeras graveyard.

He impulsively pried it back; he really hadn't decided where to put it.

Ah, I've got it!

Lin En his fist into the palm!

"Hurry and deliver this to the Lord Regent, tell him it's a local specialty we brought from the land of the Necrons."

Made of Blackstone, crafted with Necrons, an authentic product of the Nihilakh Dynasty, used by Zeras himself. Perhaps even the skull on the door was made by him. It's an artifact, dug out of the Necrons's Tomb and transported all the way back to Terra. A local specialty.

The main concern is that I'm away fighting and still thinking of you.

"Tell him to put this thing outside his office, close the door, and if anyone dares to rush him for documents, he can just point it at the skull and start rushing. It works really well."

Phoros was both amused and exasperated.

But he still tucked the Dataslate under his arm and nodded. "Yes."

What ill intentions could those adults possibly have? They're just concerned about the Lord Regent's hard work reviewing documents!

Your Excellency is concerned about the Lord Regent; that's good. Others have opinions; that's bad.

Ships were arranged overnight to deliver the message to His Majesty the Lord Regent, who was far away in Terra.