This is...?
Along with the demise of the shard of the C'tan, a core essence was swallowed by Adam's Reality Intensity.
At this moment, he could wonderfully feel that his consciousness seemed to be undergoing some kind of miraculous change.
Now there was a piece of bad news and a piece of good news.
The bad news was that the authority of this shard of the C'tan was indeed too little, not enough for him to smoothly promote to a Level 4 Reality Warper.
In the future, he would still need to find larger shards of the C'tan or other secondary Warp gods to devour and absorb.
As for the good news—
Adam closed his eyes and released his perception.
Even without relying on conventional vision, he could still present everything around him in his consciousness in a crystal-clear manner.
Whether it was the microscopic particles permeating the surrounding air, the structure of the Teserract Prison itself beneath his feet, or the various materials making up this Necron building—
At this moment, whether it was things that should have been seen by the naked eye, or things that should have been invisible due to physical obstruction, everything was as clear as the lines on his palm in the depths of his heart.
This was the ability Adam obtained after devouring the shard of the C'tan, an ability derived from the authority of the Void Dragon.
—Spatial Perception.
"—What an exaggerated ability."
He thought to himself.
If Adam were just an ordinary person, this ability might not have much special use.
However, he was a Reality Warper.
Therefore, the importance of this ability to him was on a completely different level.
In the records of the Global Occult Coalition, various weaknesses of Reality Warpers were described, one of which was very crucial:
Type Green, that is, Reality Warpers, in 95% of cases, can only change things they can perceive or understand to a certain extent, and their range of ability is limited, still unable to affect things they have not yet perceived. (Note 1)
For example, if a Reality Warper has two people in front of him, one is an ordinary civilian, and the other is an agent who has not been discovered by the Type Green,
wearing an MK2 White Suit and in an invisible state. (Note 2)
When that Reality Warper says "disappear" with killing intent, the one annihilated into nothingness will often only be the ordinary civilian, while the agent will remain unharmed.
At this moment, for Adam, this deficiency was completely compensated for by Spatial Perception.
He could even use this sense to perform reality distortions he couldn't do before.
Adam slowly stretched out his hand and gripped tightly toward the target landing point he perceived.
Then, he took a step forward.
The next moment, like a blink, relying on reality distortion, Adam crossed the originally long distance and appeared a hundred meters away, his feet standing back on the blackstone ground.
By confusing and distorting the originally objective concept of length in space, an effect like a space jump could be achieved.
Truly interesting."
Adam waved his hand again, and a Deathmark emerged from beside him. Before it could react, its head was blown apart by his punch.
Under the effect of reality distortion, blood that shouldn't have existed burst forth, directly staining the surrounding ground red.
Necron dimensional technology, which seemed like a fairy tale to other races, would still find it impossible to hide from the perception of a god of the material universe.
With a thought, the glow of a spatial blink swallowed Adam's figure again.
The next moment, he appeared in an open space.
Surrounding him was the wreckage of that mostly scrapped omni-ark, lying shattered quietly on the ground.
And lying on the ground nearby, the completely dumbfounded cryptek and the projected virtual image of the Undead Overlord simultaneously and blankly raised their heads, looking together at Adam's face.
—There was no mistake.
No matter how they observed or how the data analyzer scanned, he was a seemingly normal flesh-and-blood life form, not possibly a living metal host for a Star God.
However, at the thought that this very human-looking entity had just hacked a shard of the C'tan to death with a primitive cold weapon, the science-believing Necrons found it hard to believe, a sense of absurdity flooding their data cores.
"—O god who was once high above, what are you still waiting for?"
Sutton's voice trembled slightly, but he still forced himself to continue.
"—Are you not going to impose your revenge on us, the so-called traitors?"
"Cryptek, you might have misunderstood something."
Adam slowly lowered his head, looking at the cryptek lying on the ground.
"I am not a god, and certainly not those former C'tan you speak of."
Right, right?
A brief and speechless awkward silence enveloped the scene.
Trazyn's virtual image turned with difficulty, looking at the wreckage of the Teserract Prison in the distance that had been completely destroyed by the battle and could no longer be seen in its original shape, as well as the Void Dragon shard that left no remains.
Right, right!
This flavor is very familiar.
Good, I have gradually understood everything.
An idea so absurd it was unbelievable appeared in Trazyn's consciousness, who had experienced the era of the Great Crusade. However, it could explain all the current situations.
So that's it. It wasn't that the shard of the C'tan took the initiative to turn into a human form, but that the sorcerous meatbag on that Golden Throne actually repeated his old tricks after ten thousand years.
Only, last time he caught humanity's gods from the Warp and stuffed them into human bodies to trick them into working for humanity; this time, He just set His sights on a shard of the C'tan.
As for where the shard of the C'tan came from?
Coincidentally, isn't this perfect?
Isn't there exactly a shard of the C'tan on Mars?
Coincidentally, it's also exactly the same as the shard of the C'tan Sutton possesses, also belonging to the Void Dragon.
The logic is a closed loop, folks!
Seeing the various reactions of the Necrons in front of him, but obviously not believing his words, Adam sighed.
"—I really am not a Star God."
"Heh, if you aren't a Star God, I'll change my title to Orikan the Diviner."
Trazyn sneered.
You say you aren't, and I'm supposed to believe you?
Knowing the Necrons so well, being able to easily create various matter and energy out of thin air, liking to devour souls, being able to kill a Star God and devour its power, and seemingly having no connection to the Warp—
Stop pretending!
However, Trazyn hadn't finished his thought.
Adam, impatient to continue explaining, gave a faint glance, and the Canoptek Scarab turned to ash.
He was also too lazy to go looking for the Undead Overlord.
Based on his understanding of this guy and the various situations just now, the Undead Overlord in the Tomb World at this time was likely still a clone.
As for the main body, it was likely still in Solemnace and couldn't be caught at all.
He would settle the score with that guy next time!
Adam continued to cast his gaze toward the cryptek .
Seeing the performance of the entity in front of him, Sutton calmed down and asked, "Do you need me?"
"Yes, that's right."
Adam said openly, "I need you to join my team. For my goals, I need the support of Necron technology, and as a cryptek, you have a great advantage in this regard."
He was not going to let go of the various high technologies of the Necrons.
If he was to achieve the goal of reviving humanity next, the primary problem to solve was the same as that of the Emperor ten thousand years ago.
—Faster-than-light travel.
Currently, the main faster-than-light travel of the entire Empire was through Warp transit, jumping to one's destination.
However, the Warp was not some quiet and peaceful lake; calling it a rotting and stinking sewer would be an understatement.
This method was not only unreliable and had great limitations, but it also easily led to being lost in the Warp.
And even with the protection of the Geller Field, Warp corruption happened from time to time, not to mention the impact on the passengers' minds, and ships would even frequently have flesh-and-blood mouths grow out and swallow passing crew members in one bite.
But for the Necrons, they had many more means of faster-than-light travel.
The Eternal Gate using captured wormholes as passages, the Dolmen Gates with the help of the Webway, the Inertialess Engines for faster-than-light ship racing in the material universe, the technology to turn one's own body into a literal beam of light for deployment, and so on, were too numerous to mention.
The yellow skin next door would cry from envy
So, Adam was naturally determined to get this.
—Are you kidding me?
Sutton was somewhat puzzled and tilted his head in confusion.
Would you C'tan not know the technology the Necrons possess? And you come to ask me, a cryptek?
It couldn't be that he really isn't a Star God, right?
"What if I don't agree?"
Sutton straightened his body, his ghostly green pupils staring intently into Adam's eyes.
"You will agree."
Adam said, his tone carrying strong confidence.
If it weren't for the fact that based on past experience, his ability in mental distortion was a bit crude and he often couldn't grasp the degree well, worrying that he might accidentally wipe out the other party's important memories during brainwashing, he would have already applied a mental distortion.
The mess the Emperor made when he tricked him into this universe before, he must let others taste it as well.
The cryptek fell silent.
He recalled those specific experiences before the biotransference, as well as his long-cherished wish.
And, the spectacle of Adam casually punching blood out of that Deathmark earlier.
"I am a cryptek, I am a Harbinger of the Void, I master the frontiers of technology."
"And, I surrender."
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Omake :
A lone Necron Warrior suddenly burst from behind the rubble.
CLANG!
It smashed its blade against its shield and screamed:
"KHRAAAAA—!"
Adam turned.
"…Huh?"
The Warrior charged.
It made it two steps before collapsing into a pile of loose metal bones.
Silence.
Adam nodded.
"Respect the enthusiasm."