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Chapter 464: Babarue Impersonates the Revived Phaeron

The cosmic phantom beast transformed from the ultra-ancient dragon Melba has fire attributes. Although it's only a minor cosmic phantom beast, the power it contains is extremely terrifying, and it had previously absorbed a portion of the fragments from the C'tan Void Dragon.

It turned into a streak of crimson light and directly merged into AsanethAyu's body. The female Necrontyr opened her arms, her body enveloped in fiery red energy. Since she had already undergone the super beast transformation, fusing with the cosmic phantom beast wasn't particularly difficult.

In terms of combat power enhancement, it only added the cosmic phantom beast's attributes and cosmic phantom beast fist techniques. The super beast's own aptitude was not inferior to the cosmic phantom beast's, and its combat power was even stronger.

"My lord! Thank you for your grace!" AsanethAyu knelt on the ground and said to Rhodes.

"Hmm! Rise! I need you to offer me your loyalty and do what you must. I will give you the greatest support; whatever you need, just tell me." Rhodes spoke.

The cosmic phantom beast was also an insurance policy. If this female space necron betrayed him, Rhodes could kill her instantly.

However, the possibility was low; this female Necrontyr worshipped him greatly, even to the point of fanaticism.

"Yes, my lord!" AsanethAyu bowed to Rhodes.

"You go and rest for a bit first! Later, I'll assign you a few Zettons; you can fully control them. I hope you won't disappoint me.

Once Tartarus and Zog return, I'll have Tartarus send you to your dynasty. At that time, I'll also send a special helper to assist you." Rhodes said.

AsanethAyu bowed to Rhodes and slowly exited the command room.

After AsanethAyu left, Rhodes summoned a subordinate he had forgotten about for a long time.

He must send her a powerful enforcer, and he also needed someone to act as his eyes and ears, reporting the situation on the Necron side to Rhodes at any time.

After thinking for a while, Rhodes decided to summon a subordinate.

A few days later, Mefilas brought a guy with yellow stripes on his body and a face full of yellow fur to appear before Rhodes.

"Master, I have brought him," Mefilas said.

"Master! You called for me."

The newcomer was Babarue. When Babarue was first summoned, Rhodes had originally planned to have him impersonate a Primarch to integrate the Imperium's military forces, but now that was completely unnecessary!

So Rhodes planned to continue utilizing Babarue's value by sending him to the Necron side to help AsanethAyu complete her power seizure plan.

Babarue had been following Mefilas all along, training. All his enhanced attributes had been strengthened to the extreme by Rhodes. Now, his transformation ability, to put it bluntly...

If he transformed into Rhodes's appearance and went out, none of Rhodes's gene descendants would notice any abnormality, including Titus and the others.

Unless one could perceive souls, it would be absolutely undetectable. Babarue could even simulate the genetic level perfectly. If simulating a Primarch, he could replicate it flawlessly.

However, it would be replicating an old version of the Primarch, like the recently discovered Rogal Dorn. Having him impersonate a Necron or Necrontyr would be no problem at all.

"Hmm! Babarue, this time I have an important mission for you," Rhodes said.

"Master! Have you finally remembered me? I've been waiting for so long." Babarue knelt before Rhodes, speaking with tears and snot running down his face.

When he was first summoned, he had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility by his master and had been training hard, even serving as a sparring partner for that guy named Horus.

But later, his mission inexplicably disappeared, and he was assigned to Mefilas to help manage the star system. But he wasn't suited for internal affairs; his power could only be minimally utilized, so he could only stay on the planet training his strength.

He thought he was about to be forgotten by his master and become completely useless, but unexpectedly, one day his master remembered him and summoned him again.

"Rise, Babarue. I won't forget you. Your abilities are very special and need to be used as a trump card assassin.

So you can't be used lightly. I had you train before to increase your strength and play your role at critical moments." Rhodes smiled and said.

How could I forget you, the top imitation master from the Ultra series universe? Your imitation ability is even better than the Alien Zarab's.

Naturally, it must be used on the cutting edge. Rhodes had previously planned to have Babarue act as his body double.

The other party also had the ability to gigantify. Imitating himself could appear on some battlefields to share some burdens for Rhodes.

He could even serve as bait to lure enemies. These were all things Babarue could do, so Rhodes had strengthened all his attributes to the peak, especially his imitation abilities.

"Great Master, what mission do you have for me this time? No matter what it is, I'll complete it and won't disappoint you." Babarue patted his chest and said.

"Hmm! I have a very important mission for you. You need to follow AsanethAyu to the Necron territory and help her subdue the entire Necron group.

At critical moments, you can transform into a Necron Overlord, or a Necron Phaeron, or even a Necrontyr to help her quickly seize the dynasty's power." Rhodes explained his plan to Babarue.

"Master, if it's transforming into other life forms, I guarantee I won't show any flaws. I can even imitate you perfectly!

And ensure no one discovers it. But the problem is, those Necrons aren't living beings. I'm sorry, Master.

I don't have the ability to imitate them. They aren't normal life forms; they're mechanical units. I can simulate organic life and some special life, but pure mechanical bodies are not within my capabilities." Babarue looked at Rhodes with a troubled expression.

This really wasn't because he didn't want to serve his master; he had long wanted to do something for Rhodes and utilize his strengths.

But the issue was, impersonating a Necron was something he truly couldn't do. Those guys were just a bunch of space metal skeletons, nothing more than electronic programs. He was a living being and couldn't transform from organic to inorganic.

Rhodes was a bit stunned upon hearing this, but thinking carefully, Babarue made sense. He could perfectly simulate the opponent's DNA, but he couldn't turn into a mechanical body!

Otherwise, why wouldn't Babarue transform into some powerful mechanical monsters for battle? He's never transformed into a mechanical monster.

So, could this special helper not be sent?

"Master! I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm so useless; I can't even transform into a lifeless mechanical body." Babarue knelt on the ground, speaking with regret.

He couldn't help his master, and this was the first time his master had given him a clear order!

"Master! Babarue really can't do this. His transformation ability simulates from the DNA level. If it's organic life, he has a way, but for mechanical life, he truly can't." Mefilas standing nearby said.

The Zarab Alien couldn't do it either.

"I overthought it. Forget it! Take him back and continue training. I'll arrange someone else to help AsanethAyu." Rhodes said.

Upon hearing this, Babarue immediately wilted like a frostbitten eggplant. He had been looking forward to serving his master, but now he had to go back? Was his transformation ability really that useless?

"Master! If you need a good monitor, actually, I can handle it." Mefilas said.

His intellect was absolutely no problem; he was one of the most suitable candidates.

Moreover, ever since that golden-glowing guy named Tartarus arrived, his position as the first advisor had been shaken, so Mefilas really wanted to perform in front of Rhodes.

When his master hadn't fully risen yet, he had once provided strategies for a while, and some of his plans were executed by the master, though some weren't.

"No! Mefilas, you still need to manage the territory. You need to use your psychic powers to relocate suitable planets to my territory. The development of the entire territory still needs you." Rhodes said.

The expedition was about to launch, and this time the Plague War would be 100 times more brutal than in the original timeline.

There must be a master to guard his territory. Huron and Ahriman might not be able to fully protect it.

And the newly summoned Angel Zog was a very special combat force, a secret weapon against Nurgle, and couldn't be exposed lightly.

"Master! Although I can't transform into those Necrons' appearances, I can perfectly imitate that female Necrontyr. I can even transform into an identical Necrontyr race member; I just need to slightly change my gender." Babarue said.

He wasn't that useless! 

Although he couldn't imitate mechanical bodies, he could do Necrontyr!

"Master, I think Babarue is right. Instead of having him impersonate a Necron, why not have him play the role of a Phaeron revived by you? We secretly eliminate the Phaeron of AsanethAyu's dynasty.

Then have Babarue go and impersonate him, announce that the dynasty's Phaeron has been revived by you, and then subdue the other Necron Overlords. Isn't that perfect?"

"Hmm! That makes sense. Then let's do it that way. You first secretly eliminate that Necron Phaeron, then you transform into his Necrontyr form.

Afterward, convene a Phaeron conference, gather all the Overlords in the dynasty, and bring them the news of the revival." Rhodes nodded and said.

"Yes, Master. I'll definitely handle this for you." Babarue said excitedly, finally not having to go back to doing nothing every day.

After confirming the mission, Rhodes summoned AsanethAyu again and introduced Babarue to this female Necrontyr, explaining the plan in detail.

"I'm sorry! AsanethAyu, your Phaeron identity might have to wait a while. Having Babarue impersonate the Phaeron can control your dynasty faster.

But I promise you, once we conquer the second Necron dynasty, you will serve as the female Phaeron, and legitimately so." Rhodes said.

"My lord! You don't need to apologize to me. Everything I have is granted by you, including my soul and life. You have the right to do anything to me.

Moreover, as a female Phaeron, I'd rather use my cloned subjects to build a new home. I can first serve as an Overlord position.

This matter requires Babarue to ascend to the Phaeron position and then appoint me as an Overlord, then approve me to establish my own dynasty.

That's the Necrontyr process, and the most formal way for a new Phaeron." AsanethAyu said.

Using force to ascend to the Phaeron throne isn't stable. The master's method is more secure. Once I'm appointed as a Necron Overlord, I'll have the qualification to establish a small dynasty.

"Hmm! Over the next few days, you and Babarue communicate well. Tell him about your race's rules, customs, especially the Phaeron's behavior and mannerisms. Make sure he imitates them perfectly." Rhodes said.

"Yes, my lord. I'll tell him all about our dynasty's Phaeron's behaviors, mannerisms, and habits." AsanethAyu said.

Rhodes nodded, signaling the two to leave. Next, they just needed to wait for Tartarus and the others to return.

In another desolate, icy expanse of space, all the awakened Necron dynasty Phaerons and Necron Overlords received a video message.

It was a dialogue between Necron Overlord Trazyn the Infinite and himself in Necrontyr form.

This video dialogue completely shocked all the Phaerons and Necron Overlords. None of the Necrons expected that, after sleeping for 60 million years, a living clansman would appear.

However, some raised doubts, believing it was just Trazyn the Infinite's trick.

He wanted to fool all the dynasty Phaerons and Necron Overlords again, after all, this wasn't his first time doing so.

Chapter 465: The Necron Conference, Anrakyr the Traveller

However, this matter was of great importance!

If it were something else, the other Necron Phaerons and Necron Overlords could laugh it off, treating it as that bastard fooling everyone.

But this matter couldn't be taken lightly!

This was a living clansman! Moreover, although Trazyn the Infinite had been expelled from his dynasty, the wealth he had accumulated and the knowledge of various advanced civilizations he possessed

Were not inferior to ordinary Necron dynasties, and could even rival some large Necron dynasties. If he really developed some technology to revive clansmen!

Allowing all Necrons to return to being the Necrontyr race, that would be a good thing for everyone. Moreover, the conversation between the two contained a lot of information.

It didn't seem like a joke, so the Silent King thought about it and decided to convene all awakened Phaerons and Necron Overlords from the Necron dynasties. Anyone who could come should attend this conference.

This event concerned the future of the Necron race, so it must be taken seriously. Most Necron dynasty Phaerons and some individually awakened Necron Overlords

Immediately decided to attend the conference upon receiving the Silent King's message. Although the Silent King had lifted the overriding protocols, nominally, the Silent King was still the leader of all Necrons.

Except for a certain Stormlord, the face that should be given still had to be given.

In a magnificent green hall, the Silent King sat on his throne. Beside him were arranged the positions of the other members of the Triarch Praetorians. Every Necron dynasty Phaeron's position was in the hall, while Necron Overlords stood before their respective Necron Phaerons.

This was a major conference. The last time such a conference was held was when the Necrons decided to challenge the C'tans and implement the sleep protocol.

"My fellow kin, thank you for coming to this conference after receiving my invitation.

I believe you all know the content of this conference. The exiled Overlord Trazyn the Infinite from the Nihilakh Dynasty recently sent a strange message to all Phaerons and Overlords.

This is a message of revival. Trazyn has actually revived in Necrontyr form and conversed with his Necron self. Although their dialogue was very brief, it contained a wealth of information.

If everything in this message is true, then the opportunity to save our race is at hand." The Silent King spoke first, detailing the main purpose of this meeting.

Since ascending to the throne of the Silent King, his goal and dream had always been to make their race stronger and lift the curse of their short lives.

But it was also he who led the Necron dynasties into the abyss, foolishly accepting the deception of those C'tans, sacrificing all their people's souls, sacrificing their race, and transforming into these metal skeletons.

This was a tragedy. Although the Necrons defeated the C'tans in the end and sealed those hateful beings completely, it still couldn't change the fact that the entire Necrontyr race had thoroughly disappeared from the world.

The Silent King had always planned to make up for his mistakes. After the War in Heaven ended, he issued the sleep command.

And piloted a ship alone out of the galaxy, lifting the overriding protocols before leaving and granting all kin their freedom.

Wandering in the worlds beyond the galaxy, attempting to find new knowledge to heal his race, but the results were unsatisfactory. He even discovered more terrifying things outside the galaxy that scared him back.

The Tyranid Hive Fleets were also a massive threat to the Necrons, as these creatures would completely destroy all life in their path. If the Necron race wanted to continue dominating the galaxy, the Tyranids were a problem that must be faced.

Originally, the Silent King had been troubled by this matter, as he needed to reunite the fragmented Necron dynasties, awaken all kin, and gather them to fight the Tyranids. The Silent King had witnessed the Tyranids' power, seen their main forces.

He understood this would be a war even more dangerous than the War in Heaven. The Tyranids' strength was not much weaker than the Old Ones, perhaps even surpassing them.

The Silent King, who had been busy, felt that the long-awaited opportunity had finally arrived upon learning of this Necrontyr reappearance!

"Great Silent King, I think this is just a scam. This shameless liar, thief, robber, despicable stealer.

He's just trying to fool us again!" A mid-sized Necron Phaeron said.

"I think the Sautekh Dynasty Phaeron is right. This hateful bastard's virtual image is full of flaws.

The biggest and most obvious flaw is that he's conversing with himself. If he revived, then where did the Necron Trazyn come from? How could he possibly talk to himself?" Another Necron Phaeron said.

The several Necron Overlords following them also nodded. This shameful thief sending such a ridiculous and provocative message was simply an insult to the Necron race.

"I think this might be real. Although Trazyn the Infinite is very despicable, he wouldn't make such a vulgar joke.

He fools us only to get our treasures and steal our property, but exposing the news of his own revival obviously doesn't fit his style." A tall Necron Overlord said.

"Anrakyr! What's the difference between you and that shameless thief? You're both cut from the same cloth; you're also a despicable robber. I've never forgotten how you plundered 1/10 of our dynasty's forces." A small dynasty's Phaeron snorted coldly and said.

"But I also saved your dynasty. I helped you repel all enemies, exterminating those intelligent life forms that invaded your home, allowing your dynasty to continue ruling." Anrakyr the Traveller said.

Among all Necron Overlords, he was also a famous figure. Anrakyr the Traveller was one of the few Necron Overlords who had awakened in recent years with his self-awareness fully intact.

After awakening, he piloted his tomb world, Phaeron, traveling through the galaxy. This Necron Overlord navigated the unfamiliar and changed galaxy, encountering all sorts of new civilizations.

Anrakyr made a decision: he planned to revive his dynasty and unify the fractured Necron world.

Along the way, he would visit all Necron tomb worlds he passed. If these kin were still sleeping, Anrakyr would find ways to safely awaken them and inform them of the current state of the galaxy.

If these Necrons had already been destroyed by nearby other civilized races, Anrakyr would avenge them, exterminating those races and civilizations that dared offend the Necrons.

If these Necron dynasties were suffering from external invasions, Anrakyr would, without asking reasons, immediately lead troops to battle and help the other Necron dynasties' Overlords or Phaerons escape their predicaments.

However, to complete his cause and have enough forces to realize his ideals, Anrakyr would demand 1/10 of the resources and 1/10 of the forces from every Necron tomb world he helped as his reward.

If you were willing to pay this 1/10 of resources and forces, Anrakyr the Traveller would establish good relations with you and leave.

If you weren't willing, both sides would fight, and Anrakyr the Traveller would forcibly take what he deserved in forces and property.

Therefore, Anrakyr the Traveller's reputation among all Necron dynasties was now polarized. Some saw him as a noble aristocrat, selflessly helping awakened kin, and the small reward he took was only fair.

But some Necron Overlords and Phaerons didn't think so; Anrakyr the Traveller's actions trampled on their dignity and were no different from a robber's.

"Enough, stop arguing! I've heard about Anrakyr the Traveller's actions. He's been helping all Necron dynasty kin.

As for the portion of forces he takes, it's also contributing to the entire Necron race. Rather than letting those soldiers sleep in tomb worlds, it's better to let them play a greater role." The Silent King waved his hand and said.

Regarding Anrakyr the Traveller's actions, he turned a blind eye, because what the other was doing was indeed beneficial to the entire Necron race.

Most Necrons, upon awakening, would have incomplete minds or lose large amounts of memory. Without his help, many Necron Overlords or small Necron dynasties would be destroyed the moment they awakened.

"Let's continue with the main topic. From the conversation, we can learn that the revival seems related to the human Imperium, though the specific information is unclear." The Silent King said.

"Great Silent King, I once allied with the humans' Blood Angels Chapter in the Baal System to fight the Tyranids.

Perhaps I can go to the human world to gather intelligence." Anrakyr the Traveller said.

The Baal System also had a Necron Overlord from the Mephrit Dynasty sleeping. When the Tyranids invaded, Anrakyr went to help.

There, he encountered the Blood Angels Chapter Master Dante and became allies.

Chapter 466: The Silent King's Decision, The Necron Overlord Visiting the Blood Angels

Upon receiving the distress call from that Mephrit Dynasty Necron Overlord, Anrakyr immediately rushed over.

At that time, the system he was in had been completely occupied by humans. Originally, per his plan, he would help that Necron Overlord deal with the humans and drive all humans away.

But the arrival of the Tyranids disrupted his original plan. The Necrons were forced to ally with the human Imperium, activating a peculiar device in the Baal System, the Magnovitrium, which detonated a gas giant planet in the system and destroyed the Tyranids.

The explosion of the massive gas giant also triggered a strong solar storm, nearly killing all Tyranid swarm forces in the system. The Leviathan tendril suffered heavy damage.

The Necrons repelled their enemies. Since these planets had no more value to absorb, the Tyranid swarm directly bypassed and headed to the Baal System.

The subsequent battles belonged to the humans themselves and had nothing to do with the Necrons, so they didn't participate. However, it was said that the humans ultimately defeated the Tyranids and drove them out of the Baal System.

"You actually interacted with those inferior races? Those hateful inferior races destroyed many of our worlds during our sleep, even capturing our kin, and we've had several wars with them." A Necron Overlord snorted coldly and said. Humans and Necrons represented a generational shift. Previously, the galaxy was dominated by Necrons, then the Aeldari, but the Aeldari were extremely few in number.

They couldn't occupy the entire galaxy, while the upstart humans, with their terrifying reproduction and migration abilities, occupied nearly all habitable planets in the galaxy.

So, upon awakening, Necrons—except for those in remote areas, protected by special tech, or in pocket universes—had to deal with humans first, and the results were predictable.

Some weak Necrons, upon awakening, couldn't even retain their sanity, wouldn't use any tactics, and didn't even know how to use weapons from their core armories.

They couldn't defeat humans at all. In most cases, the human Imperium won, exterminating the Necrons completely. Only a few large Necron dynasties that awakened intact or powerful Necron Overlords could drive out human forces from their territories.

Thus, Necrons didn't have a good impression of humans. Initially, some Overlords were willing to talk with humans.

For example, using phase shift technology to teleport a human planet's Imperial Governor to their necropolis, giving them a time limit to leave immediately or face consequences.

For the Necrons, the galactic overlord race, this was already a very mild approach. And humans' attitude toward other alien races went without saying.

Basically, it was discover and exterminate, perfectly following the dark forest law.

"The civilization level of those inferior beings is extremely low. How could they solve a problem we haven't conquered? I absolutely won't believe they have the ability to revive us.

If there really is a method in this universe to revive us, the ones mastering it definitely wouldn't be the human race." A Necron dynasty Phaeron snorted coldly and said.

Seeing this, Anrakyr the Traveller sighed helplessly.

After awakening from 60 million years of sleep, their minds had been affected to varying degrees.

They had lost their former glory. The Necrontyr race wasn't like this before; they were the galaxy's brilliant civilization, the top civilization.

But now, their kin had become cold steel skeleton monsters. Could he really revive the race?

Anrakyr couldn't help but doubt whether everything he had done since awakening had value or meaning.

He had fought alongside those human Blood Angels; those human Space Marines were proud warriors, not some low-end race.

Their civilization level wasn't weak; it had even declined compared to before, but the current human forces could still confront Necrons head-on.

They could even destroy mid-sized dynasties, and with full force, destroying large Necron dynasties wasn't too difficult!

Such a powerful force, before the overall Necrons awakened, it was best not to go to full war with them.

"Trazyn the Infinite must have used some special means. If we investigate, we should investigate this Necron Overlord, not look for answers from humans." Another Necron dynasty Phaeron said.

Most other Necron dynasty Phaerons and Necron Overlords nodded in agreement. How could weak humans have a way to save their race? That was absolutely impossible.

"I still stick to my view. Recently, I've been collecting human intelligence. In these few years, human technology has advanced rapidly. They've created very advanced weapons and a kind of miraculous life form." Anrakyr the Traveller said.

After cooperating with the Blood Angels Chapter, he became curious about the human race, so he secretly collected some intelligence on the human Imperium. And the human Imperium's intelligence seemed to change every so often. The name he heard most was a human Primarch named Rhodes.

"Enough, stop arguing. I've made my decision. We'll arrange some Necron Overlords to capture Trazyn the Infinite. Since he chose to release this message, whether true or false, he must pay the price.

We'll capture him, thoroughly scan his core data, and make him confess all secrets. Moreover, all the treasures he plundered from other Necron dynasties must be returned." The Silent King said.

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Seconded!"

All the Necron dynasty Phaerons and Overlords looked at each other and nodded, unanimously approving the Silent King's approach.

They didn't really care about revival; some Necrons wanted to restore their former shells, but others felt the current metal bodies were the truly perfect form.

What they really wanted was to punish this shameful thief.

"At the same time, Anrakyr the Traveller, I appoint you as the Necron envoy to negotiate with the human Imperium and probe their intelligence." The Silent King looked at Anrakyr the Traveller and said.

He had observed the human race for a long time. This race had great potential. To put it bluntly, if they abandoned those ancient conservative traditions

And fully developed new technology, their achievements wouldn't be inferior to the Necrons. Even with their innate psychic powers, catching up to the Old Ones race wasn't impossible.

Although Necrons didn't like the human race, they didn't hate them to the point of disgust. As long as you weren't created by the Old Ones, it was fine.

If you were created by the Old Ones, then sorry, you all had to be exterminated.

"Great Silent King, why should we interact with the foolish and weak humans? Why ally with them? It's completely unnecessary."

"This is my decision. No more discussion. This matter is entrusted to Anrakyr." In the end, the Silent King overruled the objections and decided on two things.

Deal with Necron Overlord Trazyn the Infinite, and send Anrakyr the Traveller to contact the human Imperium.

Upon receiving the Silent King's order, Anrakyr the Traveller immediately led his tomb fleet to depart.

The Necrons' conference wasn't attended in person but through data exchange in the Silent King's tomb world, activating bodies as temporary shells.

Streaks of green light flashed, and all Necron Phaerons and Overlords left one after another.

"Anrakyr, you are one of the few Necrons who awakened with self-will intact. I hope you remember our former glory."

"I understand, great Silent King. I will never forget the pride of the Necrontyr." Anrakyr bowed to the Silent King last and turned into a streak of green light, leaving the throne world.

Upon returning to his tomb world ship, Anrakyr immediately changed his travel trajectory toward the Blood Angels' headquarters in the Baal System.

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A month later, his fleet arrived at the outskirts of the Baal System. At this time, the Blood Angels Primarch Sanguinius had only just returned to his homeworld a few months ago.

Anrakyr the Traveller didn't rashly enter the Baal System but first politely sent a friendly communication request to the Blood Angels.

Requesting to meet the Blood Angels' supreme commander, claiming he had once fought alongside the Blood Angels' supreme commander. Unfortunately, Anrakyr didn't know that the Blood Angels' supreme commander was no longer Dante.

After Sanguinius' return, the Blood Angels' supreme commander would forever be Sanguinius alone.

"You say a Necron is visiting, claiming to be my old friend, and wants to communicate with me?" Sanguinius sat in his Angel's Fortress, frowning as he asked.

When did I ever know a Necron? Even during the Great Crusade, he had never seen these steel skeletons.

"Great Gene-Father, he might not be referring to you, but to me. A few years ago, I fought alongside these Necrons." Dante, standing nearby, said somewhat awkwardly.