Fantasy Tech Reviewer

At the beginning of this seemingly beautiful story, everything went smoothly.

They have gained new bodies, eternal lifespan, powerful intelligence and reason - even their senses, through the cyberspace that connects each other's souls.

What are they dissatisfied with?

The race of Necrons entered a new era, spreading beyond their own star system and once occupying entire river systems in which they were located.

The continuous proliferation of their population's technology of 'biological transformation' has attracted batches of people voluntarily into their arms, changing their bodies to become new Necrons in the form of souls and steel.

It was their golden age, their great kingdom spread across the galaxy, but united. Thousands of dynastic worlds are able to self-govern while being one with each other.

They all think they have a bright future ahead of them all!

But knowing that from that day...

A crazed Necromancer crypt engineer suddenly lost control, frantically taking control of a world engine and crashing into a nearby star.

This crazy behavior directly led to the direct detonation of the star. As a result of the premature collapse and decay, all the matter within a light year was drawn into the terrifying black hole.

But this is not an isolated case. It seems that at some point, a 'virus' spread among the Necrons.

This kind of 'virus' can make their Necron's spirit tend to be crazy or even out of control, showing extreme hatred for all living beings, and then the final result is a real machine-like ending.

This 'virus' is almost impossible to solve for the Necrons, and the only solution for them is to kill.

Only by slaughtering the living and the flesh and blood life can these crazy undead get a little relief in the process of going to annihilation.

"In order to understand the source of all this, the Silence King led our troops to burn down the entire galaxy."

Thalassin said softly

"We have invaded countless worlds, and burned enough ashes to fill the galaxy. Our slaughter is heartless, only because killing life relieves our 'symptoms', and nothing can relieve our madness , because such madness is the only way to guarantee my and our race's survival."

Talasin's words were understated, just as the life like the sand of the Ganges was as small as ants in their eyes.

The people present, even an extremely cold-blooded guy like Ronan, were shivered by Talasin's stimulation.

"I've never seen your record in Asgard's recorded history!"

At this moment, Loki, who had been listening quietly, couldn't help but speak.

Of course, Loki also understands the truth that "history is written by the victors", but no matter how it is painted, there will always be some clues in the recorded history.

"That's because we didn't originate in this universe." Tarasin looked at Loki, playing with his taste.

"The technology of traveling through parallel universes is not a problem for us, and we even have technological products that destroy parallel worlds to obtain huge energy. We just stay in this universe, that's all."

"We've traveled across many worlds to find out why our species has come this far, and we've even captured the Infinity Stone. And in the end, we've got the answer we've always wanted from that talking Soul Stone."

Thalassin let out an extremely mocking laugh

"It turns out that our souls... have long since disappeared."

No one can fool death, even the eternal, their fate will eventually return to the hand of death.

Unless you are a conceptual entity that transcends everything and even death, people who try to escape death by small means often end up not looking good.

For the Necrons, their 'immortality' was full of bugs from the start.

Their biotransformation technology is based on the information of the radiation spread by Zagreb, the fallen god, when he passes through the quantum dimension, and even if this dark technology has been improved, its essence is still very bad.

The swarm is a dark entity race that serves the abyss, and the space undead forged with the indescribable technology of the abyss is not a dark entity in disguise?

Their existence is destined to be difficult to exist in this positive physical universe, and things like 'soul', as an important part of the physical universe, will of course be gradually consumed by the undead body created by the technology of the abyss.

The Necrons did not gain eternity or die just after changing their bodies, but were trapped in this steel cage, destined to only watch their demise step by step towards destruction.

"This is an unsolvable endgame. Necronomicon's eternity is built on our immortal body, which slowly consumes our soul. If the race is to exist, we must give up one, but we Neither one can give up."

Talasin's voice became bleak, like a miserable old man telling his own bad story

"In the end, the guilt-ridden King of Silence began to exile himself, and the necromantic dynasty of Nuoda split apart. We fought each other among the stars, and of course, it was more to divide up the resources of organic life."

Yes, they can't get true eternity by solving this problem, but they can slow down the speed of their soul's demise by other means.

That is slaughter, for the life in the universe, the slaughter that carries the works of the gods and the conceptual entity of the universe will give their souls 'solace'

In other words, this is the source of the dark technology that forged their bodies, what the dark gods and abyss would like to see.

Hiding behind the scenes, they did nothing, and they obtained servants who were as terrifying as a swarm and crazily devoured the life of the universe.

But they are still different from the swarm.

The swarm acknowledges the darkness and serves the abyss, while the Necrons hate life and even the dark gods.

"We smashed those hateful gods, both positive and negative."

Talasin's fingers were playing with a small piece of metal that shone like a gem, and the sharp whimper that came from it made the expressions of all who heard it changed greatly.

"We imprisoned the shards of the shattered gods and made them the object of our eternal energy and cursed torment. The destruction and torment of them has allowed us, the overlords of the undead, to preserve a large part of their sanity."

Talasin put away the fragment, looked at the dull-looking everyone and laughed.

"So, we were banished, sealed, and after heavy losses, we changed to a new universe, where we found those planets and plunged our tombs deep into the heart of the earth, into a slumber that lasted for thousands of years."

"And now, we are awake, and the King of Silence has ended his tens of millions of years of exile! And what you see as our 'killing'. In fact, it's just our way of multiplying ourselves!"

The Necrons are a race destined to have no future, but even so, they are a real mechanical lifeform civilization.

A civilization naturally has a method for its expansion and reproduction, and the solemn agreement is killing in the eyes of mortals, but it is just a normal reproduction process in the eyes of the Necrons.

"Don't you hate that Silence King?" Loki couldn't help asking.

"Hate? Why?" Tarasine shrugged

"Perhaps there are indeed many of us who hate Szarak, but he has given us new possibilities and a future for our short life. Countless years are a real gift, not to mention... His return is also for solve our problems."

Speaking of which, Talasin suddenly looked at Frigga seriously—it was really easy for that mechanical face to give a serious feeling.

"The **** queen of Asgard, I think you should understand what the source darkness and abyss of the universe will bring to this world."

"The terrifying destruction is about to sweep. Compared with them, those demons from another universe are not worth mentioning! And that future is destined to be unstoppable by organic life forms."

Talasin stretched out his hand to everyone and said in a high voice

"So, join us! Get rid of the weak flesh, and welcome the real sublimation!"

"Or, you can shrink back, that dark ancient enemy is destined to be destroyed by us, and we will also gain true sublimation and eternity!!!"

"...I understand, Infinity."

Frigga said suddenly, the gentle goddess stared at the space undead, but on that face, there was only endless coldness.

"I understand what a hopeless race you are! Monsters, leave here, leave us forever!!!"

Of course Frigga understood what the 'darkness' Talasin was talking about.

Her husband once faced the darkness, although it was only a **** who was seriously injured under the abyss, the madness that was close to depravity still almost killed Odin and his ancient avengers.

But in fact, it was just a small **** in the darkness of the endless abyss.

If the situation is really as Tarasin said, the boundless darkness is approaching this universe...

Yes, their hopes are probably really slim.

But this is no reason for them to bow their knees and abandon their bodies and souls to become miserable slaves of steel and machinery! ! !

Facing an extremely bad choice doesn't mean you have to agree to another bad choice to avoid it.

"Ha, flesh-and-blood life has always been arrogant." Tarasim shrugged, as if he was not surprised by the result.

"Get out of our country! Or I'll turn you into scrap metal, monster!!!"

Thor is threatening with Thor's hammer, apparently he's been holding back Tarazin for a long time

"No no no, don't worry, don't worry... Okay."

Talasin suddenly let out a malicious and cunning jeer

"Let me keep such a valuable cultural relic!!!"

The next moment, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the direction of the original Odin treasure house, and Talasin in front of them also jumped into a space tunnel in an instant.

"I laughed at these precious collectibles, but... the conditions I mentioned earlier are still valid~"

"I'm still very supportive of letting those demons out early."

230. Battle of New York: Reaper of Souls

"What the **** is that?!"

When Tony looked at the black and white matter that drowned the entire Stark Building and the entire surrounding street at that moment, he made a terrifying questioning sound.

"Didn't I destroy that portal?"

"Obviously, it's the side that was opened that maintains the door now."

Loki shrank his neck, thankful that his keen senses escaped, and he couldn't believe it.

"But what is that...how would I know?"

God is pitiful, Loki just wants to borrow an army of Chitauri to help him bring down the earth.

But those black and white monsters, those creepy creatures that feel instinctive just by looking at them, how could Loki know?

But he still recognized the 'prototype' of those black and white monsters

Those giant Leviathans, those Chitauri remote-controlled soldiers—these are all Chitauri troops!

This amount... is much more than the army that the foolish King of Chitauri had promised him.

Considering the above factors, the answer is obvious.

On the other side of the door, the Chitauri army, which was ready to invade this world, suffered a devastating blow from an unknown force.

Not only was it completely wiped out, but the number of its personnel was actually transformed into this strange and creepy gesture.

"I need a solution!"

Captain America on the side snatched Loki from Thor's hand, raised the gods **** high, and asked loudly

No matter how good-natured a person is, it is impossible for a guy who hastily invaded your world to kill and kill, and then called in such a large number of intruders.

"Well, the only way seems to be to enter the other side of the door."

Loki shrank his neck, looked at the angry Steve's face, and said in a very small voice

"The Cosmic Rubik's Cube here has been pulled away. As long as a certain node that opens the door over there is destroyed, the door will be self-destructed..."

"Okay, let's go!" Captain America put down Loki and said neatly

"In the past? There is not only a vacuum on the other side of the door, but also this large group of monsters like this!!!"

Tony mocked mercilessly while trying to shoot down a Leviathan, but the flickering black and white body was almost unharmed under the bombardment of his artillery.

Tony's face became terribly ugly, and he hated all technologies and things he didn't understand.

A thing that even his most advanced weapons can't break through, how to deal with it?

"Hulk!!!!!"

The angry Hulk didn't care about the 3721, he roared and jumped at an accelerated speed.

He fell into a group of Soul Reavers like a cannonball, waving his fists frantically, smashing monsters one after another.

"Nice job, big guy!!!"

Tony whistled happily, but the next moment - a scene that surprised them happened.

I saw those black and white monsters that were smashed by Hulk, suddenly split like a mitosis, and then changed into a larger number of postures!

Hulk waved his fists frantically, but the more frequently he attacked, the more monsters he created.

Gradually, the Hulk was soon surrounded by these black and white Reaper.

The attacks of these monsters cannot break through the Hulk's defenses, not even the Chitauri energy weapons. But what is terrifying is the 'pollution' brought about by these monsters

Hulk's body is sturdy and powerful, which is not only limited to the physical defense on the surface, but also comes from its almost eternal characteristics.

The power that created the Hulk in this universe is only gamma rays, but the source of this gamma rays is from the Infinity Stones.

When Dr. Banner tried to replicate Dr. Erkins's results, the gamma radiation produced by accident and coincidence perfectly matched the cosmic Rubik's Cube, so that such a monster was born.

The characteristics are as highly stable as the Infinity Stones. As the Hulk with the extremely high characteristics of the positive universe, even if he is touched by these reaper, he will not be so easily converted.

But this still has an upper limit.

As more and more Soul Reavers surrounded Hulk, these black and white negative creatures howled and filled his body, and countless noisy whispers polluted Hulk's spirit.