Zero Reclamation Station.
Amid the mountain of metal wreckage, that piece of "scrap" moved.
Liu Zhipeng stood up.
He could "hear" the Phaeron forcibly commandeering the entire Dynasty's computing power to deal with those two sudden "invasions."
Every internal sensor, every patrol, every defense network... had begun to... lag under that enormous flood of data.
"Now's my chance."
"Goodbye, junkyard. Thanks for the Wi-Fi."
Overlord Leo vanished from the spot.
Activate: Phase Shifter. Target: Dock Thirteen, 'Oblivion.'
He began a stealthy journey... against the current of chaos.
He passed through a wall.
He could "see" a squad of First Legion warriors racing down the corridor above him, heading for the starport.
He passed through the floor.
He could "see" several Third Legion warriors in the maintenance bay below him, "loading" their Gauss Rifles-replenishing their energy cells.
He kept slipping onward.
Through...
Suddenly, he stopped.
He stayed "pressed" inside a wall, utterly motionless.
On the other side of the wall.
"...Hiss... screee..."
An... unbearably grating sound came through, metal scraping against metal.
Liu Zhipeng's core clenched.
He "saw" it.
A newly awakened Necron Warrior belonging to the IV Legion. It should have... headed to the starport with its comrades.
But it... had fallen behind.
It knelt on the floor.
Beside it lay a comrade blown in half by an Ork rocket during their "boarding action."
The straggler was using its metal fingers... frantically, utterly ineffectually... to tear at the wiring inside its comrade's chest cavity.
Then.
It grabbed a handful of... wires dripping with coolant and crackling with sparks.
Slowly...
It stuffed them into its mouth.
It was... "feeding."
"...Blood... flesh..."
It let out an incoherent howl of scrambled data.
"...Cold... so cold..."
It raised its head, revealing a metal face... that it had clawed to shreds with its