"If you ask me, Alex, that battle of yours was a bit of a mess." In Alex's home from the 3k era, several friends who had just finished their crossing were sprawled on the sofa, re-evaluating the previous war.
The cold air from the air conditioner blew, but it couldn't dispel the atmosphere of frustration that permeated the room.
Everyone present had a look of displeasure on their faces about how the battle had turned out.
"Who would have thought those Tech-Priests would pull a stunt like that on me! Damn it, it's infuriating enough that the Necron Tomb turned into a Necron Tomb Ship and fled, but they didn't even stop it!" Alex irritably ran his hand through his hair, picked up an iced cola, and chugged it. The coolness of the iced cola slightly alleviated his mood of depression.
Just thinking about potentially facing a fully awakened Space Necron Dynasty made his temples throb.
"By the way, what do we do now? If the Necron Dynasty fully awakens, even losing tens of millions of people would be considered light losses! This Expeditionary Force's strength is completely insufficient!" Mai Mai was not optimistic about the upcoming war.
"So, are we going to request aid from the Imperium?" Gutierrez asked from the side.
"Requesting aid is a certainty, and not just from the Department of Military Affairs. We should also request aid from the Adeptus Mechanicus through Cawl. Without the Adeptus Mechanicus to deal with the Necron Dynasty's technological sorcery, we could be crushed by the great weapons in the hands of the Necron Tomb Technicians." Alex's understanding was very clear. He didn't believe he had the ability to deal with a complete Necron Dynasty, even if he had just destroyed one of its core worlds.
"As for us, these are all secondary matters right now. The key is that we must first confirm the Necron Dynasty's awakening status and whether they possess any great weapons." 32 spoke up at this point, giving her opinion. She had been responsible for logistical maintenance during this period and had worked very hard.
"Are you referring to the star god shards and those ancient great weapons?" Alex strongly agreed with 32's concern; in fact, this was precisely what was troubling him.
Although their terrifying aspects were not fully displayed in tabletop battles, in the grand background setting of Warhammer 40K, the ancient dark technologies mastered by the Necrons were indeed horrifying.
This mechanical race, which had been dormant for sixty million years, had reached a technological level that was almost miraculous.
The most famous of these was the "Shining Star Map" located on the crown world of the Oluscar Dynasty.
This seemingly elegant work of art was actually a super device capable of monitoring every star in the The Galaxy / Milky Way in real-time.
Even more terrifying, it could instantly detonate any selected star into a supernova—this ultimate weapon, capable of destroying entire star systems, was merely considered a "decoration with immeasurable artistic value" in the eyes of the Necrons.
And the star god shards they controlled could arbitrarily violate the laws of physics!
These imprisoned star god shards could wantonly warp reality, manipulating the most basic laws of physics at will.
The most famous example is the birth of the Adeptus Mechanicus—the unconscious influence emanating from the Void Dragon shard sealed beneath Mars alone gave rise to the Ecclesiarchy that worshipped machinery.
Even more unsettling, these were just the tip of the iceberg in the Necrons' technological arsenal.
Any one of their super weapons, slumbering deep within the Necron Tomb Worlds, if fully activated, could lead to the collapse of the entire physical structure of the The Galaxy / Milky Way.
The Great Rift, which spans the entire The Galaxy / Milky Way, is even a scar left over from the War in Heaven between the Necrons and the Old Ones.
It's hard to imagine what terrifying super weapons they hold in their hands.
In this dark universe, the Necrons are like sleeping giants holding countless doomsday buttons, and Alex and his companions are about to face such an awakened giant…
"If it's a star god shard, this small Dynasty we're facing might not have one, right? Even Trazyn only has one shard. Can such a small Dynasty really produce one?" Twilight felt that others were somewhat overly concerned.
After all, entities of the star god shard level were extremely rare strategic resources even within the entire Necron society.
A legendary overlord like Trazyn only possessed one shard, carefully hidden in his "museum."
This small Dynasty that suddenly appeared didn't seem like it could possess such a great weapon.
However, Alex shook his head and said with a solemn tone, "Although Trazyn is famous, he is, after all, only a Dynasty Overlord, not even a Phaeron. Moreover, the distribution of star god shards does not entirely depend on the size of the Dynasty."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone, and continued to explain, "Some small Dynasties might have coincidentally inherited legacies from the ancient war era, or discovered unrecovered shards deep within a forgotten Necron Tomb.
What's more, the Dynasty we are facing, although not large in scale, considering the combat power they are now displaying…
Do you really think they are just ordinary 'small Dynasties'?"
Twilight frowned, clearly shaken by this possibility.
Alex sighed, his voice low, "If the opponent really pulls out a star god shard, what will we use to block it? Rely on the fleet's Void Shields? Rely on the Psykers' amulets? Or rely on the piety of faith in the Emperor?"
He gave a bitter smile, "We can't really just 'They have a wolf-tooth club, I have a skull' can we?"
The room fell silent for a moment.
Everyone knew that if the opponent truly deployed a star god shard, it would no longer be a matter of conventional warfare—it would be the collapse of physical laws, the disintegration of reality's structure, and possibly even a direct rewriting of the battlefield's spacetime continuum.
At that point, what they would face would no longer be an army, but a walking natural disaster.
"So what are you going to do now?" Gutierrez looked at Alex, seemingly also stumped by the problem: "Simply asking the Imperium for aid is useless. Although the Department of Military Affairs will provide some support, it's impossible for them to offer unlimited assistance.
The Imperium always provides just enough; we won't receive support beyond what's necessary."
"Tell Cawl about the star god shard," Alex calmly stated his plan.
"Tell Cawl? Will that help?" 32 frowned slightly, feeling that Alex's plan was somewhat unreliable.
"Expecting Cawl to deal with the star god shard is definitely unrealistic. Although he is the greatest Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus and is jokingly called Dora Khaur, it doesn't mean he's truly omnipotent." Alex shook his head, then explained his reasoning: "But if we're talking about who among the reinforcements we can currently contact is most likely to resolve this matter, it's undoubtedly only Cawl.
He is, after all, a terrifying entity who has lived for ten thousand years. With ample preparation, he should still be able to deal with a star god shard."
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