The Hexos Dynasty was an extremely ancient dynasty.
Before the Necron went to war with the Old Ones, they were already roaming the galaxy and were quite famous.
They were skilled in the way of time and obsessed with it.
When the Necron went to war with the Old Ones, they actively responded to the call of the Triarch Council and participated in the Paradise War.
However, this act of loyalty was not rewarded; instead, it was met with dread and suspicion.
After the defeat of the Old Ones, the fall of the Star Gods, and the end of the Paradise War,
the Hexos Dynasty was jointly judged by many Necrons Dynasties.
The judgment was eternal sealing, slowly moving towards extinction in despair, which was equivalent to another form of death sentence.
The head of the Triarch Council—the Silent King Szarekh—executed this judgment, personally sealing the Hexos Dynasty.
To seek a glimmer of hope for his dynasty,
the dynasty's Phaerakh, Setka, had his most trusted advisor—the Time Technician Osorokh Kohm—disguise himself as him.
In this way, Setka deceived the overseers, substituting another in his place, allowing himself to escape.
Sixty million years passed in the blink of an eye, with vast changes occurring.
Ahriman, coveting time technology and wanting to use it to reverse the side effects of the Red Letter spell,
found the sleeping Setka on a ship belonging to a warband called 'Iron Body',
and obtained the time artifact—the Infinity Key.
During this period, Setka misled Ahriman,
telling him that to unleash the Infinity Key's full power,
reverse time, and save his brothers who had become Red Letter Warriors,
he must go to the Hexos Dynasty's resting place.
Ahriman believed him,
and after obtaining intelligence on the God of Death in Gomorrah, he set off for the Hexos Dynasty.
Setka did not mislead Ahriman.
The Infinity Key in its full glory possessed the mighty power to reverse time,
allowing past events to reappear,
but he did not tell him that what would reappear was not the Thousand Sons, but the Hexos Dynasty.
The long imprisonment without energy replenishment eventually led to the Hexos Dynasty's demise in the river of time.
But the Infinity Key reversed time, bringing the extinct Hexos Dynasty back into existence.
Ahriman then realized he had been deceived, but he still used his powerful psychic abilities to snatch away the Infinity Key.
Setka dispatched the Necron Overlord Kobuesa to hunt down Ahriman, intending to punish this mortal and reclaim the Infinity Key.
With the Infinity Key, he could use the power of time to rule the entire galaxy,
and incidentally, attempt to reverse their Necrons transformation and return to their original forms.
Kobuesa utilized advanced Necrons technology to track Ahriman's whereabouts, eventually arriving in the Solomon system.
The human fleet blocked him there.
On the Bridge of the Necron Overlord's flagship, the eternal lord,
Kobuesa looked out at the void battlefield through the observation window.
The explosions of light flickered in his soulless eyes,
"The foolishness and tenacity of these weak creatures surprise me."
The human warships were large and clumsy, with no advantages other than firepower and shields.
They were no match for the Dynasty fleet.
It wouldn't be long before the human fleet would be defeated and utterly destroyed.
"According to calculations, our escort ships will encounter a focused barrage in 3 minutes and 30 seconds. The escort ships' hulls will certainly not be able to withstand such saturated damage."
A Necrons commander beside him spoke, "Overlord, do we need to change our action plan?"
Kobuesa shook his head, "No need. Prepare for time reversal. We will let these pathetic creatures know what true power is."
"Understood." The Necrons commander nodded.
Kobuesa turned his gaze to the other side of the void.
He saw human fighters flying from the other side, intending to attack the left flank of the eternal lord.
The design of the eternal lord was similar to that of a Tomb-class battleship,
wider than it was long, in a flattened crescent shape.
The widest part of the hull had the thickest armor.
The black hull surface had green Necrons symbols, emitting a glow,
making it very bright and conspicuous in the void.
The structure at the rear of the ship, at its highest point, was the throne, exclusive to the Necron Overlord,
while the command Bridge was located at the front, where Time Technicians and commanders would discuss how to fight.
The eternal lord was equipped with astonishing firepower:
Tombstone—a perceptible psychic wave that could cause enemies to fall into fear and lose their minds.
Star Pulse Generator—could release terrifying pulse energy, destroying all enemy ships within its force field.
Arc Generator—when activated, it would use stored solar energy to release a destructive arc of power.
This weapon could cover all strike surfaces except the rear, making it a weapon of mass destruction.
Particle Whip—a common Necrons weapon, operating by projecting a magnetic field through an arc, striking hostile targets like a bright long whip.
Portal—could deploy Necronss and scarab swarms inside enemy warships.
In addition to these, the eternal lord was also equipped with a mysterious time weapon.
This weapon could reverse time, which was key to the invincibility of the Necrons fleet led by Kobuesa.
"Trying a sneak attack? What an utterly foolish tactic!"
Kobuesa's metallic face revealed a human-like sneer.
"Release our assassins; let those humans feel what despair is."
Under the will of the Necron Overlord,
six rapid response Scythe fighters were released.
They warped out of thin air behind and above the human fighters and launched an attack.
Dazzling lightning whips cut through the void, striking the human fighters' hulls,
turning them into burning void wreckage.
Several human fighters quickly adjusted their direction, turning to dogfight with the Scythe fighters, buying time for their allies.
The remaining fighters continued to fly towards the eternal lord.
Kobuesa calmly watched this scene, a slight sneer on his lips.
Under his gaze, as the human fighters approached the eternal lord,
dense arc lightning towers unfolded like flowers from recessed areas,
then released sheets of thunder,
destroying all those human fighters in an instant.
The thunder dissipated, and the wreckage burned in the void, illuminating the dark sky.
"Pathetic." Kobuesa's tone was cold, his evaluation nonchalant.
… … … …
"Damn it."
Commander Tarken sat on the command throne.
Through holographic projections and optical sensors,
he also witnessed the failure of the fighter squadron.
This infuriated him, and he couldn't help but pound his seat to vent.
He was a member of the Calixis Sector fleet, holding the rank of Lieutenant General,
leading the Imperial fleet spearheaded by the Light of the Emperor strike cruiser,
ordered to the Solomon system to resist the Necrons fleet.
The moment he discovered the Necrons fleet's invasion, he organized a counterattack.
But the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great.
Even with all their might, there was no hope of victory.
"Share the status of the battlefield's firing units and artillery with me, immediately."
Tarken suppressed his anger and gave the order to the officer beside him.
After his deputy relayed the order,
the people on the Bridge immediately became busy.
A large amount of data updated, and charts floated before Tarken.
"Fifty-six percent of melta torpedoes are preheated and ready, Commander." The artillery chief shouted.
"Very good, even if we die, we'll take a few more with us."
"Lock onto the enemy ships; let them taste the power of melta torpedoes."
Tarken showed a crazy smile.
Perhaps sacrifice wouldn't bring victory, but it could weaken the enemy's advantage and create opportunities for subsequent forces.
The artillery chief relayed the commander's order to the artillery deck,
and soon, a swarm of torpedoes trailing exhaust flames flew towards the nearest target.
"Torpedoes launched, Commander." The artillery chief said.
"Put the image up."
The imager in front of the curved command console operated, displaying the vast void and the warships of both sides.
The torpedoes flying towards the enemy ship showed bright trajectories on the screen,
and eventually, they successfully hit their target,
a series of explosions engulfed the Necrons warship, causing it to slowly disintegrate in the void.
However,
a scene that Tarken and the other Imperial commanders had not anticipated occurred.
The largest Necrons warship emitted a beam of light,
and the enemy ship, which was breaking apart and disintegrating, seemed to be under a magical spell,
rapidly restoring to its original form.
"What is going on?"
Tarken's eyes widened; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"The enemy appears to have used some special time technology, resetting the warship to its state before it was destroyed."
The Adeptus Mechanicus accompanying the ship was also extremely shocked.
If he hadn't captured the special fluctuations, he wouldn't have believed that the other party was using time technology.
How could these Xenos master such powerful technology?
The words of the Adeptus Mechanicus plunged the officers on the Bridge into despair.
The enemy's technology was beyond their comprehension.
"We have no chance of victory," Tarken said with a look of desperate resolve. "It seems that today, we should die."
"In the Emperor's name, everyone, we will uphold our duties and…"
Tarken's death oath was cut short by the Augur Master.
"Commander, Augur readings have greatly increased. A ship is navigating the Warp and is about to enter Reality."
"A Warp ship?" Tarken, who had been resolved to die and fulfill his oath of loyalty, showed a look of surprise. "Can you determine which faction it belongs to?"
Before the Augur Master could speak,
like a blade cutting through, a rift suddenly appeared in the Reality.
Loud hymns echoed through the communication channel.
Songs praising the Emperor resounded through every ship.
Paradoxical light surged from the rift, brighter and more dazzling than a hundred suns.
Under the gaze of both warring parties,
a magnificent giant ship rushed out through the rift.
Its bow was a massive golden two-headed eagle, and its hull was adorned with a huge city composed of statues and temples.
Behind it, a vast number of ships followed.
As soon as it entered the battlefield, before the fire on its shields had even extinguished, it impatiently launched an attack.
Beams of scorching light spears streaked across the void.
Countless shells, torpedoes, and missiles traced deadly trajectories through space.
Several Necrons ships, taking the brunt of the attack, were blasted into fragments.
"The wrath of the God-Emperor has arrived. Let those guys pay the price."
"By our faith, the Light of the Emperor will surely shine upon loyal soldiers."
"By our duty, the galaxy will eventually submit to humanity."
A holy and majestic voice rang out,
filling the Imperial Navy, who had been deep in despair, with courage.
"It's a Saint."
The Ecclesiarchy priest accompanying the army was the first to recognize the owner of the voice.
Cheers erupted within the ships.
"Praise the God-Emperor," Tarken said sincerely.
Looking at the massive support fleet, he felt relieved.
He hadn't expected support to arrive so quickly.
He had already prepared to fight to the death and be martyred.
After all, given the Empire's usual behavior, support arriving within a month would be considered incredibly fast.
And their fleet certainly couldn't hold out for a month.
By the time reinforcements arrived, they would probably have been completely massacred by the Necrons.
With the arrival of reinforcements, the Necrons fleet, which had previously held the advantage, instantly fell into a disadvantage.
The roles of hunter and hunted were instantly reversed.
"Prioritize the nearest target and unleash a macro-cannon broadside."
The captain of the Exemplar Saint Fist, Da Hai, shouted the command.
He wanted to send these Xenos back to where they came from, turning them into true Necrons.
The Exemplar Saint Fist locked onto a Necrons warship that was passing by.
As the ship trembled, all the macro-cannons on one side fired.
Most of the Necrons warships did not have shields.
They usually relied on powerful armor and terrifying self-repair capabilities to withstand battlefield damage.
Huge shells accurately landed on that Necrons warship.
Consecutive explosions emerged, like short-lived, fleeting bright stars.
The Necrons warship was torn open, breaking in the middle, with raging flames spewing out.
"Kills +1."
"For the glory of the Gothic Fleet."
"This is the Calixis Sector, why are you shouting Gothic?"
"For the glory of the Calixis Sector Fleet."
"…"
The Players cheered when they saw the Necrons warships.
"Awesome, brother, you got a kill right away." T督 chuckled. "Keep it up."
Da Hai also smiled, and just as he was about to command the warship to continue hunting,
he received an unexpected report.
"Captain, the ship we destroyed has been restored!" the Augur Master shouted.
Da Hai was startled and switched to the visual interface.
He found that the Necrons warship, which had been destroyed by the broadside, was strangely reassembled after being hit by a beam of light.
Immediately after, the propulsion engines installed at the rear activated,
and it escaped the attack range before the Exemplar Saint Fist's new round of strike arrived.
The same happened to the several destroyed Necrons warships on the battlefield.
They were strangely reassembled and restored, re-entering the battlefield to fight the Imperial warships.
"This is possible?" Da Hai's eyes widened.
"Damn it! Time technology, these Necrons can't win fair, so they're cheating!"
T督 immediately saw through the trick and shouted.
The regional chat channel also boiled, with chat messages refreshing rapidly.
In the fleet, there were many Players who had transferred to the Mechanicus.
They immediately captured the special time fluctuation data,
and combined with their knowledge of the Necrons, they directly guessed the result.
The Necrons's understanding and application of time technology far surpassed that of humans.
It is said that Trazyn the Infinite, to counter the accusations of Orikan the Diviner,
repeatedly rewound time in the court presided over by the Necrons Phaeron,
until he achieved a result he was satisfied with.
They just didn't expect that this Necrons fleet was even more outrageous than Trazyn the Infinite,
directly using time reversal on the battlefield,
restoring destroyed warships to their pre-destruction state.
What's the difference between this behavior and cheating?!
Bald Donkey: "These Necrons are shameless! Playing time reversal! I'm so angry and cold, are they not going to play fair?!"
Little Fatty: "Everyone is cheating, whether human or ghost, and only the Empire is getting beaten, right?"
Little Alpaca: "They're just bullying the Empire for not having the background of the Wind Spirit Shadow Moon Sect!!"
Zigman: "What kind of monsters are the Empire's opponents!! Every single one of them has 'Cheating' written brightly on their foreheads."
Qi Tingzhang: "The Empire condemns this behavior, as it undermines battlefield fairness."
Pig Head Strong: "They're openly cheating, what are you condemning?"
"…"
…
On the eternal lord,
Kobuesa, the Necron Overlord, had a slight smile on his lips, revealing an expression of everything being under control.
He could perfectly guess the changing expressions of those humans.
First, they would be excited and joyful because of the arrival of reinforcements,
then, they would fall into despair upon witnessing the might of Necrons technology.
"This is the great power of our race, which you lower races cannot compare to or aspire to."
"Recognize your place in the galaxy, despicable lower races."
Kobuesa looked at the void, his tone cold.
"Lock onto the enemy flagship and destroy it."
As the Necron Overlord's command was given,
several Necrons warships scattered across the battlefield used their Warp jump to instantly arrive next to the Imperial Glory, unleashing attacks, intending to destroy the human fleet's flagship.
Beams of light whips and lightning illuminated the void, pouring onto the Imperial Glory.
However, Kobuesa underestimated the Imperial Glory's firepower and defense.
The attacks unleashed by the Necrons warships were entirely blocked by the void shields, only creating ripples.
The next second, the Imperial Glory began to counterattack, all weapons firing at once,
destroying several Necrons warships, turning them into burning wrecks.
"No matter how many times you destroy them, it's useless."
Kobuesa looked at the Time Technician beside him,
"Immediately rewind those warships and let these foolish lower beings experience despair."
"As you command, Overlord." The Time Technician began operating the control panel.
However, this time, the destroyed warships did not restore.
They remained burning wrecks in the void.
"What's going on?"
"Are you challenging my authority? Why aren't you performing the rewind?"
Kobuesa's smile froze, and he turned to question the Time Technician, his tone somewhat displeased.