Yog-Sothoth wields powers beyond those beings that the living consider to be gods.
The universe is like a plaything in its palm.
In its eyes, rules are just randomly put together building blocks.
Beyond the time and space that mortals understand.
It is one and yet it is all.
It is a truly immortal, indestructible creature.
Time cannot leave its mark on it.
Space cannot limit its existence.
However, such a powerful existence is destined to be unable to create civilization.
The mere existence of this concept is extremely dangerous to its believers.
It will subtly influence the minds of those believers and make them become cancerous.
For those who believe, become a member of the cancerous army and enjoy eternal life.
It is better to choose to study those sciences and enjoy your short life.
This question is not difficult to decide.
Captain Marvel and many other heroes made the same choice.
The nature of living things is always selfish.
Without sufficient benefits and honor, who would be willing to sacrifice personal interests for the development of civilization
How can those believers build a huge industrial system if they can't even divide the work and cooperate with each other
The power of science and technology is based on every individual in civilization who possesses wisdom and self.
It is impossible for one extraordinary creature to accomplish all this independently.
Even the simplest celestial-class starship requires the cooperation of dozens of forge worlds.
There are millions of factories and scientific research bases with clearly defined divisions of labor, and tens of billions of people involved.
The materials, food and entertainment of the people who support these factories involve an even larger scope.
All of these require civilization to support them.
It takes a huge number of individuals to build a civilization.
Yog-Sothoth can destroy a star, accelerate the destruction of a universe, fool the fate of mortals, and control the flow of time for all things.
It can also create a universe by inducing the explosion of a singularity.
But it is just an individual after all.
Even Abaddon was unable to create an independent civilization.
The slaves and supplies that support the Black Legion are all looted from the Empire.
When they could no longer plunder supplies from the Empire, the Black Legion declined after several wars.
Unable to provide weapons, ammunition and starships for the huge army.
Even if they could still get the support of their demonic allies, they would no longer be able to fight against the Empire.
This is the difference between civilization and uncivilization.
Even if the empire fails many times, it can make a comeback as long as they are given time.
The essence of civilization is order.
Order will create new knowledge and possess a power that is completely different from chaos.
Some scholars in the Empire also believed that those false gods would be divided into the Order Camp and the Chaos Camp.
Just like the angels and demons sung by ancient civilizations.
Mortals always think that angels are on the side of order and goodness, and demons are on the side of chaos and evil.
But more scholars believe that the camp of false gods is not actually chosen by them.
When the will of an individual overrides the will of the group, then whether the false god is good or evil, it itself is in the chaotic camp.
Kindness and justice are what define humanity.
It is undoubtedly a foolish approach to use it to define God.
The shepherd finds grass for the sheep and arranges sheepdogs to protect them.
If the sheep define the shepherd as a kind god, then the shepherd's fellow tribesmen will undoubtedly laugh at the stupidity of the sheep.
The sheep's definition of the shepherd's goodness and justice is meaningless.
So does humanity’s definition of God have any meaning
Therefore, it is meaningless to define God's camp with justice and kindness.
Only when the individual will is willing to submit to the rules set by the collective will, then he himself is in the camp of order.
As the embodiment of the will of Chaos, Yog-Sothoth is destined to be unable to master the power of Order.
Unless it is willing to give up the practice of relying on pollution transformation to seize the universe.
But that is impossible.
Even though they have become Chaos Gods, they still have to revise laws, tolerate disrespect and resistance from mortals, and be responsible for the birth, aging, sickness and death, and emotional needs of mortals. They even have to consider the cost of every decision they make and compensate those who have suffered losses.
What's the fun in being a God if you can't do whatever you want and control the fate of all living beings!
What God wants is absolute control and absolute freedom to do whatever He wants.
If those mortals make you feel bad and unhappy.
Then send down terrible divine punishment to let them know what God’s authority is.
The sins of the world are so terrible, let's have a flood to cleanse them.
If people dare to disrespect me, I will bring a storm to teach them a lesson.
He slept with this beautiful married woman.
If her husband has any complaints, she will let the illegitimate son kill her husband, and let those mortals praise this as freedom and justice and regard the illegitimate son as a hero.
When they see a believer has a happy family, they will bring disaster upon him, causing him to be separated from his wife and children, his family to be destroyed, and he to suffer all kinds of torture. Then they will say that this is all a test from God and that if one wants to go to the Western Paradise, one must accept such a test.
Mortals should worship God, carefully consider everything God says, and obey Him unconditionally.
Believers must be grateful for the sufferings inflicted by God.
For small favors, we should be deeply moved.
Such evil deeds are hard for humans to imagine.
But for gods, this is a normal operation and they don’t think there is anything wrong with it.
They are supreme.
Mortals should obey their ideas and will.
There is no distinction between good and evil gods. They only act according to their own will, their own ways, and their own intentions.
Once they claim to be gods, they all belong to the chaotic camp.
No matter what kind of beings they are, when they put their individual will above the collective, they are chaotic.
This is where Yog-Sothoth's flaw lies.
His cancerous legions are capable of all sorts of sorcery and supernatural powers.
However, there is no way to establish an industrialized civilization with a sophisticated division of labor, let alone to gain control of the power of order.
The alliance with the Necrons just makes up for that shortcoming.
Necrons, being purely mechanical creatures, are not easily affected by it.
It also has the industrial capacity to monetize various technologies.
Each of the Necrons' tomb pyramids is an industrial and military fortress.
Both Scarabs and Crypteks possess powerful construction capabilities.
Even though many of them have lost their own will, it is not difficult for them to complete these basic tasks.
This giant pyramid suspended in the void and swallowing stars is not an isolated case.
Built with the advanced technology of the Necrons and the wisdom of Yog-Sothoth.
It has not been completed yet, but it has already shown its terrifying side.
It is like a living thing, constantly devouring the energy and matter of the star and converting it into building materials that it can use.
The pyramids continued to grow larger and larger.
Streaks of energy emerged in sinuous lines across the obsidian surface.
It even extended out, forming complex geometric images in the void, like a huge psychic shield.
A large number of Undead ships are suspended near the pyramid.
Massive orbital gauss turrets, deep space torpedoes, suspended obelisks and pyramids.
Their surfaces are covered with complex energy patterns, emitting a cold aura.
Crescent-shaped Necron ships flew among the pyramids and obelisks.
The Crypt Masters are manipulating the scarabs to build a galaxy defense system.
Generals and overlords are formulating strategies on how to fight against the empire.
Suddenly, alarms sounded in every Necron structure.
The boundary between reality and fantasy is broken.
The fragile veil of reality was torn apart in an instant.
Imperial ships bearing the double-headed eagle emblem poured out from the twisting vortex.
They are in unison, as if directed by a single will.
Countless light spears, light-speed shells, and pulse waves were released at the same time.
It was as if it had been premeditated.
In an instant, a gap was torn in the outer defense line that the Undead had painstakingly built.
The huge energy beam blasted all the defensive pyramids and obelisk buildings into atomic form.
Overlords and generals do their best to command a large number of warships.
However, all they did was bring failure.
A swarm of sickle-shaped fighter planes took off from the giant tomb, but after more than ten minutes, they all turned into broken metal wreckage.
Every weapon of the Empire is a perfect counter to them.
Neither dimensional jumping nor active metals are of any use in front of Imperial fighters.
The Void Dragon and the surrendered King Sotai and other overlords had already sold out the secrets of the Space Undead.
To an enemy who knows all of your weaknesses.
It would be an unimaginable miracle if this Undead force could win the war.
Another possibility is that the Empire's commander is a fool.
This time it was the Primarch of the Empire, the Lion, who commanded the war.
It would be better to expect the Imperial army to fight among themselves and surrender to the Necrons than to expect the Lord of the Knights of Caliban to make mistakes that no mortal novice commander would make.
The latter is daydreaming, and the former is even more of a daydream within a daydream.
The Necrons' defeat is inevitable and difficult to prevent.
The defenses they had worked so hard to build were quickly torn apart.
A large number of ships were blown into pieces and drifted in the void.
Some of the Empire's ships were also destroyed.
But after a strange flash, it recovered again.
The Empire's warships have all been equipped with time devices, and after being destroyed, they can use reconstruction to restore the ships to their original positions.
Of course, crew members killed before the ship is destroyed will not be resurrected.
The time device is usually anchored to a ship.
Vessels and crew are only anchored in special circumstances.
Such a device requires some additional functionality.
This prevents data errors on the firewall from occurring when the soul of the deceased is pulled back into the body.
The souls of Imperial citizens are pulled back to sleep in the realm controlled by Guilliman after death.
If an individual who originally entered the field and fell asleep was pulled out again for some special reasons, it would inevitably cause some problems.
If a person is mentally fragile, there is a high possibility that his body will mutate and decay due to the weakness of his soul.
As always, Ryan sat in the command throne set up on the bridge of the Invincible Truth.
This throne made of ivory and obsidian was built ten thousand years ago.
Always placed on his flagship.
After obtaining the new flagship, Ryan found his seat in the Dark Angels' treasury of holy relics.
The original parent group is always like this.
That is to protect the things used by the original body as relics.
Ryan's hands rested on the carved armrests of the throne.
His fingertips were pointed at his face, almost touching his lips.
Those eyes were a wild green as the jungles of Caliban.
Staring at the information window in front of him without blinking.
Inside, he calmly watched as the Imperial fleet crushed the Necrons' ships like a whirlwind.
, looking expressionlessly at the Undead ships covered with electromagnetic patterns, which disintegrated into pieces in the silent explosion.
There is no suspense in this battle.
The power of the Empire is overwhelming.
The Empire was overwhelming, both in terms of the size of its fleet and the firepower of its ships.
The Undeads were being defeated.
A few hours later, they had retreated to the giant pyramid floating next to the star.
When the Empire's artillery beams fell on the pyramid, they were deflected by an invisible shield and sent into the vast warp space.
The captains used a variety of attack methods, including cutting using spatial dimensions, shells made of strong interaction materials accelerated to the speed of light, and time ripple bombs, etc.
No matter what kind of attack, it was eliminated by the invisible shield.
Everything disappeared without a trace.
"What's going on?" Lai En stared at the alarm that popped up on the screen.
The Imperial fleet's attack was blocked by the Necrons.
This is the first time.
"Do they have new technology?" Lai En looked at the wise man accompanying the army. "It's incredible that they can develop new technology in such a technological gap."
"This is a reading I've never seen before. It may be a kind of advanced space technology. It has diverted all our attacks." After reviewing the relevant parameters and intelligence screens, the sage came to a preliminary conclusion, "To get more accurate information, we may have to conduct a full-scale scan."
"How long will it take?" Ryan asked.
"It will take about twenty-six hours to completely scan it. Using the Divine Brain Matrix, we should be able to reverse engineer the other party's technology within three days."
"It's taking too long. Find a way for us to get inside and crush them. After we capture the pyramid fortress, you can take care of the rest."
Lai En stood up, and the joints of his armor, which contained the empire's latest high-tech, emitted an ethereal and beautiful singing sound.
"If we simply want to break into it, this shouldn't be difficult to do. We can use high-dimensional teleportation to teleport the team in from a non-existent dimension. Many protective measures are only for three-dimensional space. Even if they restrict other dimensions, it is difficult to completely block them."
"Then do that. Teleport us in."