At least not a fraud.
Trazyn thought so, and knocked on the hypercube maze beside him - commonly known as the Star God Pokémon Ball, which he deliberately brought one or two more.
The maze in front of the Necrons was flowing in a strange way of time and space. This was the ability of the Void Dragon—the Lord of Mankind used a trick to imprison the dragon with its own ability. It was unbelievable.
And now, those droplets that were flashing with strange light were trembling slightly ominously. Trazyn certainly knew what disturbed them. Perhaps it was not the god of death who had just stepped into the maze with a solemn face, but the Hades who stumbled and fell into the maze.
Hmm... The Void Dragon doesn't look very welcoming to Hades.
Trazyn placed his hands in front of his eyes and gazed into the distance, trying to see something concrete in this illusory maze.
—————
"Morta-Mortarion!!!"
Hades shouted, his voice spread far away and no one responded to him. Everything was like a dream, but fortunately, Hades was at least wearing clothes now.
Well, he is now like the emperor who rode a mule to fight the dragon.
Hades scratched his head and looked at the sword in his hand in confusion. It seemed to be some kind of standard equipment, but Hades felt it was a bit uncomfortable to use. So, following his thoughts, the tattered sword in his hand turned into a tattered sickle.
Well, it works for now.
Hades thought as he began to walk forward.
… … …
It got dark quickly.
Hades felt a little frustrated, he still found nothing, as if something trapped him - or perhaps the dragon didn't want to see him. He lit a fire according to his original memory and began to wait for dawn in boredom.
Flames danced between his pupils.
In a trance, Hades saw a red giant on the other side of the fire.
He blinked, and the shadow disappeared. Hades subconsciously touched his waist - Magnus was not there. He temporarily handed the Primarch over to the Grey Knights for safekeeping. Hades now only had a small thing similar to a cricket cage on his waist, with a small red bug jumping around in it.
Hades was silent for a moment.
Then, something emerged from the darkness, and Hades heard the crying and laughing of children, who seemed to be far away from him - which was a good thing.
Then, Hades smelled a sweet smell lingering at the tip of his nose, followed by a loud laugh, and the next moment, the fire suddenly flickered.
Hades' eyes suddenly widened.
Between light and darkness, a disheveled human figure lay on the ground, but it only existed for a moment - the next moment, next to Hades' scythe, everything was quiet again.
…
Hades dared not let his guard down any longer, realizing that starting a fire would bring chaos - he had not yet found Mortarion, so he had to reunite with the Primarch first.
Hades thought about it, put out the fire, and set off again. Beside the embers of the fire, darkness quickly swallowed up the backs of the passers-by, and they merged into one, as if he had originally come from the darkness.
"Morta-Mortarion!!!"
Hades shouted, realizing that the last time he met the dragon, it was with the guidance of the Emperor and Malcador, but this time - it was obvious that Mortarion did not have the same power as the Emperor, and Hades had to find a way on his own.
The black domain is useless here, and it might even hurt Mortarion by mistake. Hades began to concentrate, and as he pondered, arcs of green electricity rose around him, and then—
Off.
well
Hades looked up and heard a long and angry cry in the distance.
Could it be that because his original ability came from the Void Dragon, his Void Dragon ability is now suppressed? !
Hades tried the C'tan lightning and liquid metal again - there was no doubt that he couldn't use them now, it would be like forcibly eating the silent wizard.
Hades felt a little helpless. After all, in front of the Star God, his Black Domain was completely ineffective, and the most handy ability he had came from the Void Dragon.
Hades began to try to mobilize the abilities of other Star Gods, from the Nightbringer, or... the Deceiver.
"Tarazyn-Mortarion!!!"
Hades continued to try and call for help, but unfortunately, his next Star God skill was almost out of CD, and there was still no sign of his teammates.
He hoped Mortarion and Trazyn were alright.
Hades took a deep breath. When was the first time he used the Void Dragon skill? It seemed like it was the time when he was blown away? It seemed that every time he stimulated the potential of the Star God, it was when his desire to survive exploded.
Hades fell silent. The night was quiet. He didn't want to see his companion dying because of his failed support. Perhaps the Void Dragon deliberately prevented Hades from contacting Mortarion. After all, this was the dragon's home ground.
Sigh... It took too long to review official documents, and now that he is back on the battlefield, he still can't quite adapt to the new environment.
He had to hurry.
Mortarion... and Trazyn, please don't let anything happen to you...
Hades sighed in his heart, and although he looked dejected, along with his pulse, something even more terrifying crawled out from under his feet.
die…
After all, he was a man who had been through many battles, so he didn't have to wait for a fatal injury before going berserk like before.
Hades was silent. Exploring the potential of the Star God would consume a lot of energy and seemed to have a negative impact on the spirit. In a trance, Hades saw a huge death.
From the Nightbringer.
Nightbringer, the most terrifying star god in the galaxy, feeds on the suffering of other races and can cause billions of deaths with just one appearance.
Death, death, death. He saw corpses and the insects that rotted away in them... Was this what Mortarion felt
It’s hard to say, the feeling of the subspace might be more mysterious.
As Hades thought this, a hazy gray veil covered him, making his figure like a monster in the fog. His white hair became even darker, and Hades felt that the fat in his body was burning fiercely.
He heard a small scream coming from his waist.
He was a little hungry, but still bearable. Darkness emanated from under his feet. It was not a black domain—not a black domain at all.
Hades once listened patiently to people's cries and fears about the Black Realm. The Black Realm was a kind of disgusting and weak existence, but now the darkness from the Nightbringer under his feet only made people feel pain - pain.
And he himself could also feel the feedback of the darkness, not just the hazy feeling of the black domain. He felt happy, which was not good.
Hades paused for a moment, he tried to control the darkness like the night, because he had experience in controlling the black area (?), so he quickly figured out how to control the darkness.
Hades stretched out his hand, and darkness twisted between his fingers like a ball of flowing antimatter. Perhaps he would have used the skills of the Nightbringer a long time ago, but he had always resisted this feeling before. What's more, the skills of the Void Dragon were already good enough.
Hades attempted to attach the Black Domain to the darkness, and the process went surprisingly smoothly - it was like a person suddenly growing an appendage, Hades first learned to manipulate the appendage, and then a similar type of appendage appeared in the same location - but from another dimension.
Now, Hades stared at the dark ball in his hand. He possessed the black technology with maximum physical damage and magical damage.
With every extension of darkness, Hades felt more joyful. This seemed to be pure feedback from the Nightbringer's power - Hades knew why the C'tan were so crazy.
In the long dark night, the dragon's roar became more and more mournful.
—Found it.
Hades raised an eyebrow, in a total of three minutes and one second, he had lost weight rapidly, which made his face look even more scary.
Have to hurry, Hades thought, he raised his hand, and the sickle in his hand was covered with darkness. The space in front of him was distorted, as if it was cut out of thin air, and a smooth wound appeared in front of Hades, and Hades stepped in without hesitation.
————
[cowardice!!!]
Mortarion roared, and the scythe in his hand drew a full moon, and sonic booms rang out!
The giant in front of the Primarch did not respond. The silver giant floated high up, his hollow face showing no emotion. A tyrannical green lightning dragon roared around him. Facing the scythe of the god of death, the Void Dragon had an idea—
clang!
The black stone that suddenly floated in the air blocked Mortarion's attack, and the broken stones fell from the shaking sickle blade, and the side of Mortarion's face lit up with bright green.
Dimensional Lightning!
Mortarion stepped back suddenly, but it was too late! The Primarch flapped his wings decisively, and a fierce arc of electricity burst out from one wing, creating bright fireworks. The Primarch spewed out a mouthful of poisonous mist, and the look in his eyes became even more fierce.
[You are afraid,] the Primarch commented, smoke and dust fell from the burnt wings. In the high temperature field brought by the arc of the void dragon, Mortarion's body was cooling down rapidly. [You don't even dare to let him out, void dragon.]
Mortarion saw the lightning around the Star God stop for a moment, and then the Primarch found that the Void Dragon's figure became distorted -
No! It was the space around him that was distorting!
Without any hesitation, the huge and thin original body immediately collapsed and turned into amorphous white mist. Some of the mist escaped the distorted space, while the rest disappeared completely.
The white mist slowly gathered, and Mortarion, looking a little tired, reappeared. He muttered something, and the mist fell from the sky like snow. The warp pressed over, and the light of the Void Dragon immediately dimmed a lot.
[…]
Mortarion breathed heavily, his strength greatly reduced after returning from the Garden of Nurgle, and without any other support, he was a little overwhelmed on his own.
Last time, he and Angron were together, and the warp brought by the two primarchs briefly suppressed the Void Dragon, but this time, Mortarion's warp alone began to fail.
He tried to contact Hades, but Hades was apparently trapped by the Void Dragon in another dimension - the Dragon's Dreamland.
The Void Dragon that was briefly suppressed by the Warp Ocean began to struggle, and the entire space began to tremble. Mortarion began to miss Angron and the battle axe he swung. He felt that he was getting weak. If he had not run out of blood, he would have been bleeding from all seven orifices.
[Cough cough cough—]
"I am coming!!!"
Mortarion's eyes suddenly opened wide.
Several energy beams quickly leaped out of space, followed by necromancy metal. The distorted figure of the Void Dragon was reflected on the hypercube maze, and then pressed straight down. The metal closed like the fangs of a giant beast.
Trazyn held up his Empathy Annihilation Rod high, standing on the cliff like a savior hero, with a very proud tone,
"The Great Infinite One is coming!"
The Necromancer sighed dramatically, and commanded his own hypercube maze to kill the Void Dragon. The Necromancer's technology began to fight against the Void Dragon.
Mortarion took a deep breath and took the opportunity to flap his wings and retreat to a safer position. He calmed his magic power that was squeezed by the rules of physics and stared at the location where the Void Dragon was imprisoned in the hypercube maze without blinking.
He has to learn how to use the hypercube maze.
However - the Primarch watched helplessly as the hypercube maze began to twist and twist - twisted in a state that was obviously not normal operation. There was a loud sound of metal being torn, and electric dragons spewed out from the metal bars.
!
Trazyn suddenly felt his body lighten, and then he found himself swinging in the air. The Necrons saw a big hole with their inverted vision, as if it had been exploded by a billion-ton bomb—
Ah, that's where it just stood.
[Aren’t you a Taikong Undead? ]
The resentful and even gnashing voice of the God of Death sounded above Trazim's head. Mortarion was holding Trazim in one hand and holding the sickle in the other, dodging the dimensional lightning of the Void Dragon in a very awkward manner.
One after another, green light passed closely past their bodies.
“Oh,” Trazyn waved her Empath Obliterator, “this is normal—that’s why I brought a few extra labyrinths.”
The Necron waved his staff wildly, "Hey - this way!"
Its voice was still floating in the wind, and the Primarch had already taken action, but the space in Mortarion's other direction suddenly twisted, blocking his movement in advance, and half of the Primarch's wings seemed to be broken off abruptly -
On the other side of them, the Void Dragon's hollow and terrifying face appeared in the green light. It leaped out from the space section and waved its palm towards them, condensing the power to subvert the rules.
Time seemed to be stretched to an extremely long length, Mortarion's pupils widened, the Primarch had already decided to sacrifice his right arm, he tried his best to avoid it -
"Take my stick!"
He shouted, Trazyn in hand, and Mortarion watched as the Space Overlord swung his staff in a frenzy of incorrect power - striking precisely at the Void Dragon that was hurtling toward them.
First, Mortarion was acutely aware that Trazyn was, well, a fucking Necron civilian.
Not all civil servants are as good at fighting as Malcador.
clang!
A crisp sound of metal collision was heard.
The two wings of the Staff of Empathy Annihilation glowed with emerald green light, and connected to the staff was the head of a void dragon.
The Void Dragon stopped - the Primarch did not know whether this was because Trazyn's attack was effective or if it was just a brief pause before being enraged. Mortarion saw cracks appearing on the metal of the Void Dragon below the Staff of Transference.
"This is the technology of the ancient saints!"
Trazyn yelled, and flailed for another blow, but the Primarch jerked it back.
[…]
"?"
Suddenly, a head appeared behind the Void Dragon, which stopped in mid-air and had its spatial ability cut off.
Hades looked puzzled as he passed the Void Dragon and stared at the Primarch and Trazim in his hand, his eyes moving back and forth between the Primarch and Trazim.
Mortarion calmly and decisively released his hand - the hand that was holding Trazyn.
"Hey!!!"
Trazyn's voice was amazing. As he was falling rapidly, the Void Dragon in front of Hades, who had paused for a long time, seemed to have just come alive, turning his head back one by one.
+Nightbringer? +
The Void Dragon turned around, only to see the face that had usurped His authority.
The next moment, that face broke into a bright smile that came from the heart.
"Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west." Hades couldn't suppress the smile on his face. The despair from the void dragon that the darkness fed back to him was also enough to make him happy. "Brother, you smell so good."
(End of this chapter)