A Phase Barrier blossomed beside Phileas.
The Lychguard protected this Triarch Praetorian just as they had once protected Szarekh on the battlefield.
The arched structure on one side of the Portal to The Rock had been damaged, and surging energy was leaking out.
"Absurd!"
Fury roiled through Phileas's cognitive core.
The green glow on his head brightened several levels.
Fluorescent coolant surged rapidly through his body.
The front rank of "Necron Warriors" opened fire.
Dense Gauss Beams swept toward the Necrons bearing the insignia of the Szerakhan Dynasty in an overwhelming barrage.
"Go eliminate those Immortals."
Phileas shouted to the Lychguard beside him, then hefted his Executioner Great Scythe and charged into the battlefield.
This towering Triarch Praetorian stood considerably taller than an ordinary Necron Warrior.
The scythe in his hands was even larger.
Its green-glowing Phase Blade could cut through almost anything.
Every swing sliced more than a dozen Necron Warriors in two, along with the Gauss Rifles in their hands.
Green coolant splashed across the metal deck like pools of blood.
The Lychguard immediately obeyed Phileas's command and charged toward the Immortals standing behind the Necron Warriors.
Immortals were the lowest-ranking Necron soldiers with minds of their own.
They had been converted from veterans of the Necrontyr race. Not only had they avoided becoming mindless robots like ordinary Necron Warriors and Scarabs, but they had even retained some of their combat experience from their lives as biological beings.
On the battlefield, they could serve as basic command units, improving the combat efficiency of ordinary Necron units to a certain extent.
Without command, Necron Warriors generally did nothing but lay down mindless barrages and launch melee attacks with the Monomolecular Combat Spikes mounted on their Gauss Rifles.
With Immortals present, those Necron Warriors fired more accurately and fought less