Warhammer: Do Not Call Me the God of All Machines
Chapter 700

Trazyn's Ominous Premonition

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Everything that happened in the galaxy, whether humanity's tragic, painful civil war or the desperate pleas of countless lives,

was nothing more than part of the Great Game in the eyes of the Chaos gods within the Warp.

And the countless races were merely pieces on the board: the Imperium of Man, the Aeldari, the Necrons, the Greenskin Orks... none could escape having their fates manipulated by unseen hands.

The goal the Emperor had exhausted everything to achieve was precisely to allow humanity to escape the fate of being "pieces," to leap free from this cosmic quagmire where they slaughtered and hated one another like creatures in a cesspit.

Yet within this Great Game, some pieces had been rejected and set aside by the Warp because of their peculiar nature.

The Krork were among them.

Compared to the seemingly savage, primitive Orks, the Krork were an entirely different breed.

They possessed an incredible and unique technological tree, commanding incomparably advanced supernatural weapons and military power.

More importantly, drawing upon the Old Ones' final wisdom, they possessed absurdly high resistance to the corruption and erosion of the Warp.

The Krork specimen Lox had once seen preserved within a stasis field in Trazyn's Solemnace tomb world was the last orphan of that species.

Even the Necrons feared such monstrous enemies.

Thus, after joining forces with the C'tan to defeat the Old Ones and becoming the victors of the War in Heaven, the Silent King of that era ordered the entire galaxy to eradicate every trace of the Krork.

It was a relentless hunt to the death.

As long as traces of Krork appeared in a star system, Necron world engines and space fleets would immediately arrive using inertialess engines.

They would burn every planet and every speck of space dust in that

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