Chapter 161: Nonsense, Escape

Without waiting for the order from the tomb technician, all the immortals aimed their double-barreled Gauss blasters and particle cannons at Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian.

Immortals are a type of Necron soldier that is one level higher than Necron Warriors. They are still tall humanoid metal skeletons, but their metal limbs and torsos are thicker than the slender Necron Warriors, their joints are more flexible, and the weapons they use are more powerful.

The IQ of the Necromancers is even lower than that of the Servants of the Human Empire. The Immortals were professional soldiers of the Necrontyr in their previous lives. After the transformation of their bodies, they lost a lot of memories, but their IQ is still higher than that of the Servants. So they knew that when Fu Qinghai was holding the Tomb Technician's Pym Ray Pistol, they could not shoot casually.

It's just that the Immortals are taciturn, and their movements and tactics are somewhat stiff and rigid, making them seem like mechanical servants without independent consciousness.

The double-barreled Gauss blaster was charging, and the particle muzzle lit up green.

"Wait a moment!"

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and interrupted:

"Respected Necromancer, you can speak Low Gothic, right?"

Fu Qinghai recalled the last moment before he left the Warhammer 40K universe and heard this guy's rather pretentious mumbling to himself.

The Tomb Technician raised the long-handled staff slightly, and the Immortals stopped firing their guns.

He can control the actions of the immortals through the mind network, so what is the meaning of him raising his staff? Fu Qinghai thought to himself.

"What do you want to say, human? Ask for my forgiveness?"

A cold voice came from the tomb technician's slightly opened mouth.

There is nothing strange about a tomb technician who can speak Low Gothic. After all, the Human Empire is currently the apparent ruler of the Milky Way. It is also normal for a guy who woke up early due to an accident to capture a few humans for research. Maybe he is studying the Low Gothic that the Ant-Man reincarnation learned.

Well, a Necron who could speak Low Gothic and had not yet been infected with the Flayer's curse could communicate.

"I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm just using honorifics because I'm being polite."

Fu Qinghai took out the Pym ray pistol, raised it up and said to the tomb technician:

"I have your research results. I am here to negotiate with you."

The tomb technician said calmly:

"What right does a thief have to negotiate with the owner? Unfortunately, human, you have overestimated the value of this research result to me. You peeked at my holographic emerald, so you should know that the research process has been recorded in my mind. This little pistol is only of commemorative significance to me."

"Oh, really?"

Fu Qinghai said with a smile:

"If you can really record the experimental process with your own brain, why do you need to use holographic emerald? Now the holographic emerald has been destroyed by your men, and from what I have observed, you have not been able to completely replicate this magical particle, right?"

Fu Qinghai has used the Pym Ray Pistol countless times in the Marvel Comics Universe, and he is well aware of the effects of the Tomb Technician's copied Pym Rays.

But for the Tomb Technician, this was very surprising. The human in front of him had never pulled the trigger of the Pym Ray Pistol. How did he know that he had failed to completely copy the Pym particles?

There was a hint of something different in the Tomb Technician's cold voice:

"Human, can you understand my experimental process?"

Fu Qinghai said shamelessly:

"You think humans are too stupid. Your experiment is not complicated. I can tell your method and ideas with just a glance."

In fact, Fu Qinghai could only roughly guess the purpose of the tomb technician's experiment: trying to replicate the Pym particles, and he couldn't understand the rest.

After being slightly surprised, the tomb technician did not express much, but said:

"Oh, well, you are a smart human. I hope you can take your complacency with you before you die."

Fu Qinghai raised the Pym ray pistol in his hand:

"Shoot."

Necrotect:

"Put the pistol down and I'll let you go."

Fu Qinghai shook his head:

"No, let's leave here first, and then I will return the gun to you."

The Tomb Technician asked back:

"Why should I believe you?"

Fu Qinghai answered the rhetorical question with a rhetorical question:

"Then why should I believe you?"

"So what are you going to do?"

"Let's get out of this tomb world, and I'll give you your pistol back."

"Instead of doing this, I might as well destroy you now."

The necromancer made a harsh remark.

"You don't want the pistol anymore?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"I can accept it being destroyed. It makes no sense for you to challenge my bottom line, human."

Seeing that the tomb technician was no longer arguing with him about the pistol, Fu Qinghai changed the subject:

"Are you sure you want to fight here? Don't you want your tomb world anymore?"

The tomb technician said word by word in a cold voice:

"I have given up on my research, so I don't care about the damage to the tomb world. What do you think, human?"

"Hmm..." Fu Qinghai pondered,

"I think you still need to think about it carefully, Mr. Tomb Technician, my personal suggestion..."

As Fu Qinghai spoke, he drew the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword from his waist, but did not activate the chainsaw belt motor and high-frequency vibration. Instead, he continued patiently,

"We two are not that easy to deal with. You saw the battle just now. The speed of your immortals is very slow in our eyes."

Fu Qinghai paused deliberately, wanting to see the tomb technician's reaction, and found that there was no expression on his metal skull face.

Fu Qinghai gently pressed the teeth of the chainsaw sword against the wreckage of the laboratory table next to him. A clearly visible scratch appeared. The living metal was as soft as plastic in front of the real adamantium alloy. Fu Qinghai continued:

"Besides, we can bounce Gaussian rays, bounce particle beams, and so on, right?"

Fu Qinghai intentionally reminded the tomb technician that just now old man Hu Xian had bounced back the Gaussian rays with a sword, and almost caused an immortal to be decomposed by the Gaussian rays he had shot out.

As the technological ceiling of the Warhammer 40K universe, the Necrons no longer have any live ammunition in the sequence of long-range weapons in their arsenal. They are either Gaussian fission rays, antimatter particle beams, or Tesla arcs.

That's because they have never encountered a Jedi Knight and don't know how buggy the combination of Force + lightsaber is.

Fu Qinghai knew the perversion of lightsabers, so he insisted that live ammunition weapons still had value. Not to mention kinetic killing, even if they encountered Jedi or Sith Knights, they might be able to block the bullets of live ammunition weapons, but they could not rebound them.

"So, I sincerely suggest that you think carefully about the consequences of going to war with us."

Fu Qinghai said sincerely.

Old man Hu Xian, holding the lightsaber in his hand, looked up at Fu Qinghai with some confusion.

He had been with Fu Qinghai for several months, teaching him fighting techniques and lightsaber skills, and had gained some understanding of the young man's temperament and personality.

Fu Qinghai has never been the kind of person who procrastinates and talks too much.

Normally, he would make a preliminary assessment of the enemy's strength, and fight on the spot if he could, or run away if he couldn't. He would never talk nonsense and go around in circles with the enemy like he was doing now.

What is he waiting for?

Fu Qinghai also felt the doubtful look from old man Hu Xian. He shook his head imperceptibly, signaling the old man to stay calm.

Fu Qinghai was arguing with the tomb technician, feeling a little anxious:

Why hasn't he come yet? I remember the traces I left along the way were quite obvious.

The tomb technician also noticed something was wrong, and asked in a deep voice:

"Human, what are you holding off on? I don't understand."

"Perhaps it is difficult for you short-lived races to understand, but the lifespan of the Necrons is infinite. I can stand here and chat with you for a hundred years without moving, and nothing will go wrong. We have plenty of patience, but you are wasting your limited time and your life!"

"I advise you to make a decision soon."

The Tomb Technician was right. For the Necromancers who gained immortality after their biological transformation, time had lost its meaning. The Hierophants could quarrel for decades over trivial matters. The prophet Orrikan studied the Starry Sky Box of the ancient Hierophant Nephthys, and he used all his computing power to calculate for a full two hundred years, burning the brains of eighteen Tomb Technicians during this period.

However, as two living beings, Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian could not stay here with the Necrons without eating, drinking or sleeping.

The one who should be anxious is not the tomb technician, but Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes, clenched the Blue Fang in his hand, and made up his mind:

If you don't come yet, then let's fight to the death.

Just at this moment.

A loud and noisy roar came from the passage behind Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian:

"Waaaaaaaaagh——"

Fu Qinghai grinned and laughed.

It's finally here.

Along with the roar, dense footsteps echoed in the passage and gradually moved closer to this side.

The tomb technician's single eye, which emitted a faint green light, visibly flickered for a moment.

He raised the long-handled staff in his hand, pointed at Fu Qinghai, and asked,

"What did you attract here?"

Fu Qinghai grabbed old man Hu Xian and dodged to the side of the passage, laughing and saying,

"Guess!"

"Waaaaaaaaaaa!"

Just as Fu Qinghai dodged, a large group of green-skinned guys holding bone knives and stone blades rushed into the laboratory, shouting and screaming.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The tomb technician looked at this group of wild orcs wearing animal skins, bone chains and feathers, and their dirty big feet stepping on his beloved laboratory. He was immediately furious and his heart was bleeding!

He swung his staff and roared,

"Attack! Kill them, kill them all!"

The "all" here, of course, also includes Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian.

Thick green beams of light burst out from the muzzle one after another, and dense beams of light instantly filled the entire laboratory.

"Ouch!"

The Gaussian disintegration ray shot at the Ork orcs, instantly peeling off layer upon layer of skin, revealing the scarlet flesh and pale bones, and even exposing the wriggling internal organs. The victims let out heart-wrenching screams.

The double-barreled Gauss Exploder in the hands of the Immortal was much more powerful and had a faster firing rate than the Gauss Separator used by the Necromancer. Several Orcs that rushed in were shot continuously and pierced through in rows and strings by green flashes!

The particle cannons bombarded the orcs, and the annihilation caused by the contact between the antimatter particles and their flesh and blood directly blew them into red and green fragments.

However, despite the pressure from the front and the back, the orcs continued to pour in.

Fu Qinghai had pulled old man Hu Xian to hide in a corner of the laboratory in advance. Facing the incoming Gaussian rays, old man Hu Xian took the lead and stood in front of Fu Qinghai, waving the lightsaber in his hand like an electric fan, "biu", "biu", "biu", and bounced the Gaussian rays back one after another, making the immortals feel the feeling of having their bodies peeled off.

In fact, it is just as Fu Qinghai himself and the tomb technician analyzed.

If a real fight breaks out, the Space Marines + Jedi Knights, facing a group of Immortals led by the Tomb Technicians, are not unable to defeat them. They can fight and have a chance of winning.

It mainly relies on old man Hu Xian's lightsaber to rebound long-range attacks such as energy rays and particle beams. However, it is meaningless to talk about armor material in front of Gauss rays. It can only be replaced by armor thickness. Fu Qinghai's Blue Shell power armor is thick enough to withstand one or two shots, and it should not be penetrated by a single shot.

But Fu Qinghai didn't want to fight because there were many variables and he was unsure:

The Necromancer in front of him only led a few immortals. Was it because there were only these few immortals in this tomb world, or was it because... due to the restrictions of the Resurrection Protocol, the Necromancer could only awaken these few immortals?

After the Silent King Szalak destroyed the Master Control Protocol and left the river, the first few celestial emperors who awakened among the Necrons established a Resurrection Council, and in the minds of the Necrons lower than them, they used the program protocol to limit the number of awakened people.

Both accidental and forced awakenings can cause great damage to the Necrons' minds.

No matter how small and dilapidated a tomb world is, it is impossible to rely on just a few immortals to hold it together. However, the threat they face is not enough for the tomb technicians to violate the resuscitation protocol and forcibly awaken the soldiers.

But that doesn't mean he can't do it if forced to.

This is one of them.

Secondly, the existence of the tomb technician itself is also a huge variable factor.

Necromancer is a general term for Necromancer engineers and technicians, which can be compared to the Tech-Priests of the Human Empire. Tech-Technologist is a title and rank among Necromancers, analogous to how Master Quinto is the biological sage among the Tech-Priests.

Like the Tech Priests, the combat effectiveness of the Necromancer is difficult to simply grade and quantify like the Necromancer, Immortal, and Destroyer.

The strength of a tomb technician's personal combat power depends on the knowledge he possesses and the equipment he has.

Fu Qinghai couldn't understand the long-handled staff in the hand of the tomb technician in front of him. Was it the Staff of the Abyss, the Witch Lance or the Staff of Eternity? The three represented the psychic, ion and time warlocks among the tomb technicians respectively, and none of them were easy to mess with.

There are also Necromancers among the Necrons who are purely focused on research and are not good at combat.

But Fu Qinghai didn't want to take the risk.

Betting that your enemy can't fight is like betting that your gun has no bullets.

Third, the tomb technician was worried that Fu Qinghai would destroy his pistol and laboratory. Fu Qinghai was also worried that the spoils he had worked so hard to assimilate from the Marvel Comics Universe would be disintegrated by Gaussian rays and particle beams.

If you get even a little bit of damage during the battle, all your assimilation points will be wasted.

Therefore, Fu Qinghai kept nagging the tomb technician to delay time.

They are just waiting for the wild beastmen to follow the traces left by the two people and track them here.

When Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian broke through, they almost killed all the Orcs who surrounded the ruins, but more of them fled.

Ever since he saw the Squig, Fu Qinghai was certain that the orc tribe on the other side of the river was definitely not the only orc tribe on the planet, and there must be more powerful tribes nearby.

The Savage Orcs are good at tracking. When Fu Qinghai took old man Hu Xian to find the entrance to the Tomb of the Space Necromancers, they did not hide their tracks at all. To be honest, it was difficult for the two-meter-five little giant to completely cover his tracks when moving quickly in the dense jungle.

Adding the time spent eating barbecue and waiting for the aurora to appear at night, as well as the time the two spent exploring the tomb world and in the laboratory, Fu Qinghai calculated that the new orc tribe should be catching up soon.

Only then did he decide to buy time with the tomb technician.

If this plan fails, then we can fight again.

No matter how spacious the laboratory was, it could not withstand the continuous influx of Orcs. Soon a wild boy led a few Bite Squiggs with their mouths wide open, rushed to Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian, and began to attack indiscriminately.

A three-way melee!

The Tomb Technicians were in even worse shape. The Necromancers' weapons were ridiculously powerful, and they often killed people at the atomic and molecular level. Fu Qinghai even suspected that his Blue Fang, which was made of True Adamantium, could not withstand the peeling of Gaussian rays, and he did not want to try.

But the embarrassing situation now is that the Gauss rays can hit a Space Marine's ceramsite armor with one shot, and can kill a Space Marine with one shot if it hits the weak point of the armor. And it can also kill one Ork with bare armor with one shot.

It's like... using a rifle to kill a mosquito.

The idea of ​​using unmanned boats to besiege the US aircraft carrier fleet in the offshore island chains was probably based on this idea.

The double-barreled Gauss blaster couldn't fire fast enough to keep up with the Orcs, Grots, and Squiggs pouring in.

As long as the orc boss who gives orders is still alive, the morale of the orcs will not collapse no matter how heavy the casualties are.

The entire tomb world began to tremble, and a rumbling sound came from the depths.

The Tomb Technician is about to ignore the restrictions of the Resurrection Protocol and forcibly awaken more Undead troops.

"Buzz!" "Buzz~"

Two different modes of vibration sounds were heard from the chainsaw sword.

Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian fought their way out against the flow of orcs. This time, it was Fu Qinghai who took the lead and stood in front of old man Hu Xian. He wielded the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword like a whirlwind, cutting a bloody path through the blood and broken bones.

Fu Qinghai looked back for the last time, and the long-handled staff in the tomb technician's hand emitted a dazzling beam of hot light, burning the green-skinned guys in half.

Heh, the Scepter of Light, the weakest of the Tomb Raiders.

Fu Qinghai turned around, concentrated on killing the enemy, and tried his best to break out.

No matter how many orcs there are, the stone knives and bone blades in their hands are just like tickling when they hit the Blue Shell Power Armor. Fu Qinghai would rather face the swords and axes of a large number of orcs than be hit by a Gauss ray from the Necrons that strips away everything, so this time it was Fu Qinghai who led old man Hu Xian to break through.

It was very difficult to move forward against the tide of beasts in the not-so-spacious passage. Fortunately, Fu Qinghai was covered in armor and was not afraid of attacks and sneak attacks from all directions. The Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword in his hand was indestructible and would never bend. No matter how many orcs he killed and how many skulls and flesh he chopped off, it was still as sharp as before.

Finally, Fu Qinghai's armor was covered with blood plasma, and the two returned to the exit that was emitting green light. From here, from this crack, they could escape from the pocket dimension where this tomb world was located!

Fu Qinghai held old man Hu Xian in his arms. The huge flying backpack on his back made a roar of turbofan rotation, and the blazing white plasma flame spewed out a long tail. Fu Qinghai knocked away a group of Orcs who were blocking his way and flew straight out of the crack.

"Swish!"

The scenery in front of me suddenly changed!

Blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, and mountains.

Appeared in the field of vision again.

...

　Thanks to Hanpi Chen, Invasion Like Fire and Movement Like Thunder, all the names I thought of have been taken, book friends 2018*5450 and Dashengzhai for their rewards!

　　Just like the previous setting of lightsaber + force cutting through all armors except Mandalorian alloy, I have also set the lightsaber to rebound energy beams and particle beams as a unique effect after being blessed by the force.

(End of this chapter)