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Chapter 2369 Qiming Secret Library

"All have woken up?"
Despite not a word or a trace of noise, Riemanlus' murmuring question was still answered.
The sudden movements of these neatly arranged necromancers stirred up the stagnant air. A commander holding a phase halberd and wearing a gilded cloak walked out of his lich guard room, and Rimanruth saw no hope or any mercy on its carved face.
There is only a cold promise to eternal death.
There is no need for any language communication between each other, only the hostility to destroy each other is left.
At the same time, a large number of tomb beetles surged out, and they began to devour the bodies that could no longer be restored, re-weaving the necrotic alloy filaments to repair the warriors who could still stand again, and some dragged away some of the space undead wrecks that had been smashed by huge rocks to perform the rebirth ceremony.
Facing the vast army, Rimanruz just twisted his neck and made a crackling sound.
"It's not like Corax's style at all..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Rimanruth saw a strange scene. The green light that had almost burst out from the earth's crust disappeared, and the light in the eyes of the metal skulls, even the obelisk fell to the ground, tilting to the side like a knocked egg - only a very small number were preserved.
This army of necromancers has really turned into a pile of corpses, real corpses.
The remaining space undead that could still move were also in chaos, and they seemed to be looking around and wondering what was going on.
"Good job! My brother!!!!"
Rimanrus let out a long roar, then his figure suddenly surged, turning into a giant wolf again, pounced towards the at a loss-ridden commander of the space.
Half an hour later—
With a bang, the wall was directly knocked out. The giant wolf, holding the dead nobleman, was still sparking, and walked into the depths of this alien tomb. This is the most magnificent palace in the tomb, with huge stagnant coffins on both sides. On the top of the throne, a headless body lay tilted, a dark and huge figure stood quietly by, holding a metal head in his clawed hands.
Spit the broken metal corpse aside and transformed back into human form Riemanlus towards the throne stage.
"I thought you would be faster."
"I encountered some obstacles and it took some time to issue a stop order from the intrusion control agreement."
After saying that, Corax threw the skull on his hand to the ground and stomped it with one foot. Both of his blood relatives were quite cold when they talked. After all, they had been used to this way of communication a long time ago.
Without saying anything more, the two walked into the depths of the tomb world.
In the end, their pace was blocked by a black gate.
Corax stood silently in front of the door, shadows spreading from his feet and penetrated into the walls and into the cracks in the door...
After a moment, the door opened and the two walked into it.
"Oh, damn bastard..."
As soon as he entered, Rimanruth made a curse of amazement, and Corax's pale face frowned.
They entered a hall surrounded by live mist, towering columns thicker than the two primordies, above the hall was a disturbing multifaceted sphere, with a jagged pyramid in the middle raised from the floor and reaching its peak near the center of the sphere, among which was a weird aberration machine, shaped like a giant spider, with countless cables spreading around, and that was not why the two were amazed.
What amazes them is the translucent glass covers hanging on the surrounding walls. In these containers of insect eggs, strong bodies are floating, and they are all things they know-
Astat.
Nearly a hundred Astartes were imprisoned here and stripped of power armor. Many people had traces of incompleteness and fighting. At the same time, they all had a similar point, that is, their bodies had a certain degree of metallization.
"Which god did it?"
Riemanlus walked towards one of them, looking at the motionless body almost with his face close to his face.
Suddenly, he discovered something and narrowed his eyes.
“He has something in his head.”
Corax stared at the spider-shaped machine.
"Everyone here has... It seems that he is right. Someone has been attacking the bloodline of the Eleventh Legion... No wonder the bloodline of the Eleventh Legion now is on the side of the Empire Fist. I am afraid that the bloodline of the Extreme Warrior has long been on the verge of being cut off. When did this start? Who was secretly assisting the alien... The Confused One has never mentioned this before, don't he know..."
"Who is it!"
Riemanlus turned around suddenly, but Corax only shook his head.
"I don't know, probably...only...only, the wise man who speaks this information will know."
"Why don't they stop this!"
"I don't know, maybe... want to cover up their real plan... or have other arrangements-"
Before he finished speaking, Corax suddenly noticed something and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Go, destroy the place, leave immediately."
"Um?"
Riemanrus narrowed his eyes.
"Someone is here? Or can we teach these ancient bastards a lesson..."
"Don't be reckless. The nothingness matrix here is just not started. Once it is started, we may not be able to get benefits from them. Do you want to waste the life of your children? The goal has been achieved and you can leave. We have other places to go to 'visit'."
"What about them?"
The wolf king's eyes swept over the warriors who seemed to be in a deep sleep.
"Don't you bring it to Soshiyan?"
But Colax was silent for a moment and shook his head.
"...The wise man said they were all gone... Unpredictable consequences may occur when they release them... I'll do it, if he wants to blame him in the future, just blame me."
After hearing this, Riemann turned around without saying a word, took off, jumped high, and smashed the sword in his hand at the machine.
In an instant, a huge amount of energy was released, sweeping across the entire catacomb...
Not long after, a huge black fleet came to this world, but no existence came to welcome them. The existence who commanded this fleet directly led the team to the ground, but all it saw was the explosion formed inside that destroyed most of the tombs and fragments of metal corpses.
"The enlightened, Lord Alest, guarding the Miku, has died. It has even been able to awaken most of the troops and the Death Seal. Miku was completely destroyed, and no sample survived."
When a necromancer reported the bad news, the technician with strange four-legged lower limbs, four arms, and two-headed scepter streaked the huge ravine on the ground with his sharp claws, and the green one-eyed eye in the metal skull flashed.
"It seems that some trick-and-treated monsters smelled this... Then they will definitely attack another secret library."
Chapter completed!
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