The Creators: From Night City

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Facing the judge's gun, his expression was icy, and the explosive pistol in his hand remained as steady as a rock.

As the conflict erupted, the accompanying Stormtroopers drew their guns, while the remaining Ultramarines, though unaware of what was happening, were quick to act.

In just a moment, the situation on the field immediately became a tense standoff.

Doubt is often a powerful weapon.

"As a high-ranking Imperial Inquisitor, I command you, Ultramarines, lay down your weapons and cooperate with the Inquisition's investigation!"

“If you refuse to cooperate, you will be declared guilty of treason according to imperial law.”

Grefax was tough, threatening with his usual methods.

But this time she miscalculated.

Titus did not answer, but instead gripped the tactical dagger at his side with his other hand.

The other two Ultra Warriors stepped forward without hesitation and stood side by side.

Their mission was entrusted to them personally by the sacred Primarch, instructing them to protect the safety of their target at all costs.

This judge couldn't intimidate her with legal provisions, and even threatening her with an extermination order wouldn't work.

With guns cocked and knives in hand, the three Ultra Warriors didn't need to say a word; a single glance was enough for them to reach an agreement.

The Primarch's orders may not be above all else, but they are at least above this Inquisitor who suddenly popped up and started shouting. If the other party makes any unusual moves, they are really prepared to kill him on the spot.

"You're the one who's crazy! Are you out of your mind?"

As the atmosphere grew tense and the air thick with tension, Lily peeked out from behind Titan's tall figure and began to berate him.

“Shut up, heretic! You should be thinking about how to explain your abnormality. No breath, no pulse, no thoughts, no soul—you're not human at all!” Grefax shouted, examining the data displayed by his left monocle.

"Of course I am not human, I am an Edoth-like being."

“That is sophistry; you are clearly an averse to intelligence.” Based on more data, the judge reached a preliminary conclusion.

This statement immediately caused a huge uproar. The tech enthusiasts nearby exchanged glances, and various binary information was frantically flowing through their communication channels as they exchanged opinions.

Putting everything else aside, these tech enthusiasts looked at Yuri with even more fervor.

"That's called advanced AI."

The nano-elements scattered all over the ground rose and took shape without any wind, transforming into the image of a black-haired young man.

This person was Jiang Bing.

As an Edos-like being, Lily, after being strengthened several times by Jiang Bing, became his chief agent dispatched abroad, and the core node of his power radiation.

So he was spying on the screen the whole time.

The judge pulled out a chainsaw sword that looked like a fine piece and pointed it at Jiang Bing.

"As expected of a heretic, yet another abhorrent intelligence."

The nanohumanoids disintegrated, but instantly solidified around the group.

“Dedication is a good thing, but the empire has been ruined by a bunch of overly dedicated, obsessive people like you.”

The extremely fine nano-elements gather and disperse invisibly, and under Jiang Bing's extraordinary computing power, they permeate the air silently.

"However, I must say that someone as single-minded and stubborn as you is indeed a good pawn for Tzeentch."

"Of course, they are also good pawns for the space necromancers."

Grefax's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he was about to pull the trigger.

The operation against the space undead four hundred years ago was top secret, and there was no way the other side could have known about it.

The bullet exploded from the barrel, but was frozen in mid-air for a moment.

The nano-elements that had long permeated the entire mechanical temple flowed through the ceiling, floor, and walls, silently constructing a massive force field cage that firmly enveloped the enemy.

The mad Inquisitor Greyfax and his accompanying stormtroopers were instantly immobilized by an invisible force field, unable to move an inch.

"I really don't know if you're ignorant or just stubborn," Jiang Bing sighed, directing the nano-elements to climb up and devour the fired bomb, while also disarming it.

"This place is completely soaked in nanomaterials. According to you, I already hate intelligence, yet you still dare to make a move directly in my nanofield. I really don't know what you're thinking."

The judge, imprisoned by the solidified force field, could no longer speak, only stammering, her face flushed, her eyes almost spitting fire as she allowed the silver water to shamefully remove her weapons and armor, looking like an incompetent husband.

"Alright, you've been used as a pawn, and you're still complaining."

Jiang Bing ignored the female judge who was being forced into a 'forced bailiff' and instead focused his attention on her adjutant, Waldy, who was standing beside her.

"You, it's you. Stop acting. Is this funny? Space Necromancer, am I going to do it or will you come out yourself?"

An awkward silence fell.

Jiang Bing simply stared at the other person quietly.

After a moment of silence, Waldy suddenly began to twist his body.

"interesting"

After an invisible light curtain swirled, a space necromancer leaning on a strange scepter appeared before everyone.

“Your way of being is quite interesting, Om Messiah of the Human Empire,” the Necromancer of the Space said.

Chapter 1061 Star God, the Necromancer's Strictest Father

The appearance of a space necromancer in broad daylight in the rear of the Imperial lines would normally cause a huge uproar.

But at this moment, the mechanical temple was very quiet.

After all, the sense of security that Om Messiah provides is incredibly strong.

Having witnessed Jiang Bing's fighting prowess, Titus had no worries about his own safety.

Grefax and her stormtroopers were like living specimens nailed to a specimen board. Jiang Bing, the Om Messiah, disarmed them with nano-elements, stripping them naked except for their underwear, and imprisoning them side by side.

Meanwhile, more nanowaves, rising and falling like ocean waves, surrounded the space undead, poised to strike.

However, the other party showed no fear whatsoever, displaying an attitude of complete confidence.

"Allow me to introduce myself, the great Ohm Messiah," the space necromancer's flattery carried a hint of sarcasm.

"I am Tarashin the Endless," he said, gracefully performing an Imperial salute, which, to be honest, was more standard and authentic than Terra's "Lord."

"Of course, of course, apart from you, the notorious artifact thief of the Milky Way, what other space necromancer would be so idle as to do this?" Jiang Bing's sarcastic remark arrived late but surely.

“I am not stealing; I am preserving history for posterity,” Tarasin argued righteously.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Bing caused the walls of the mechanical temple to rapidly disintegrate, and its internal structure was quickly transformed by the nanowaves.

“Ah, yes, yes, yes,” 'Om Messiah' took two quick steps, his words leaving no room for argument.

Tarachin, who was supposed to be devoid of emotions, really wanted to use his Phase Sword and Doomsday Staff to give the other person a good beating for their foul mouth.

However, his plan had been exposed, and there was no point in him staying. In addition, he did not want to fight this human 'Om Messiah' who had recently appeared out of nowhere, so he simply activated the phase transfer device on his body and prepared to make a quick getaway.

The eerie green glow unique to space necromancy technology intensified as the 'artifact thief' raised his scepter.

But when Jiang Bing snapped his fingers and caused a flash of light, Tarachin, who should have been transferred back to his tomb world, remained standing motionless in the same spot.

"The phase transfer network has malfunctioned! What did you do?!" Tarasin was utterly astonished, his two bright green eyes fixed on Jiang Bing.

"Digitalization of consciousness, hyperdimensional space technology, instantaneous matter recombination, inertial drive—the technology of the space necromancers is indeed quite impressive." Jiang Bing leaned forward, commenting on the technologies the other party had just used, as if reciting a menu.

These words made Tarasin react like a cat with its fur standing on end, his scepter instantly brimming with green phase energy.

The Gauss weapon, capable of analyzing everything, suddenly stopped firing, and its vibrant green light rapidly dimmed.

Matter and energy, elements he used to be able to easily manipulate, have somehow become incredibly unfamiliar, leaving this necromancer overlord without any suitable means of force for the time being.

Only then did he answer the other party's question.

"And I didn't do much, I just changed a few physical constants of this space."

In short, the Endless One, Tarasim, was so scared he almost peed his pants.

He pushed the hypercube maze device to its limit without hesitation. The sub-dimensional superimposed space, like a flower stamen, was no longer restrained and began to expand wildly in all directions, attempting to blow up the entire space at present.

The Star God's favorite tactic is simply to alter the cosmological constants and properties of a space to trap the enemy.

Unfortunately, in Jiang Bing's eyes, the space had already become a piece of clay that anyone could knead at will, after he had already consumed the 'Void Dragon' fragment.

Suddenly, dozens of golden flames burst forth from Lily's body, an external manifestation of the 'etheric core' built into her new body operating at high power.

After all, Jiang Bing's true body is still hiding on Mars and has not descended to this place. All the energy supply of the nano-elements in the hall is provided by Baihe, the new Edos-like person, who acts as a 'relay router.' Even the computing power is relayed by her, with Jiang Bing handling it remotely.

After all, this is the responsibility that the 'divine messenger' should bear.

The 'Void Dragon' is the embodiment of the concept of 'machinery'.

After absorbing the 'Void Dragon' fragment, Jiang Bing gained further management authority and 'rank' bonuses over everything related to the concept of 'mechanics'.

While the 'hypercube maze device' exhibits effects similar to those of the gods in mythology, its essence remains a miniature storage (prison) unit utilizing high-dimensional space compression technology.

Jiang Bing wouldn't dare say for sure in other universes, but in the Warhammer world, he can at least have some control over the machines.

The surging nano-elements transformed into a massive spatial cage, tightly sealing off the outward-expanding dimensional transmitters within, suppressing them and forcing them back to their original, primitive state.

Taracin's control over the hypercube labyrinth device in his hands is being rapidly usurped.

More nano-elements intertwine and rise, combining to form rings of chains of proverbs, enveloping Taraxin completely, wrapping her up layer upon layer.

Ultimately, a large number of shrouds made of creation runes completely wrapped him up, turning him into a mummy.

And you know what? The Space Necromancer itself is a metal skeleton, and with layers of bandages, it doesn't look out of place at all.

With the final shroud wrapped around him, all of the opponent's technology and communication methods were effectively blocked.

This 'Endless One' space necromancer overlord was completely banished to the mortal realm and became a 'mummy artifact'.

The Endless One, Talasiam, has been captured by the Empire for the first time!

All the anomalies in the mechanical temple immediately returned to normal, and the space necromancer was no longer a threat.

Despite being trapped, Tarasin showed no panic, after all, the body here was just an avatar of his.

The consciousness carried on the clone is only a part of the consciousness called Tarasin. He has countless backups of his consciousness and an unfathomable number of spare bodies. Losing a clone is not unacceptable to him.

Amidst the kneeling worship of the group of motorists, Jiang Bing led Taracin deeper into the mechanical temple.

He wants to talk to the other party.

Tarasin the Endless, the overlord of the catacombs world of Solemnas, the self-proclaimed curator of the "Infinite Treasury," and the galaxy's premier collector/archaeologist/thief.

Unlike other space undead who fight and kill all day long, he doesn't fight for conquest or destruction, but only for collection.

His life goal was to build a "perfect museum" containing all the important historical moments, heroes, and rare creatures of the galaxy—his infinite treasure trove.

Therefore, he has no fixed allies or enemies. He might temporarily help the human empire against Chaos to acquire a piece of his collection, or he might teleport an entire orc army to the human capital to test another piece. His actions are unpredictable, but all of them ultimately serve his grand collecting ambitions.

He's willing to do almost anything for his 'collection', and his mastery of advanced technology makes his crazy acts possible.

Jiang Bing had no opinion on this niche hobby.

He just wanted to know why this galactic troublemaker would appear in such a sensitive place at such a sensitive time. In order for the plan to be implemented smoothly, he had to find out the truth behind it.

Chapter 1062 The Fisherman is the Best at Scheming

Despite being a skinny guy, Taracin does very abstract things.

This included the exhumation of the remains of Dante's predecessor, the leader of the Blood Angels Chapter; the unauthorized "requisitioning" of an entire company of the Emperor's Scythe Chapter; the capture and preservation of an entire Wotanian society (including key parts of the planet, its inhabitants, buildings, and ecosystems), which he placed in his "Infinite Treasury" and turned into an "ecological tank"; and the premature theft of various world-destroying artifacts right under the noses of the Inquisition and the Chaos Era.

The most outrageous incident occurred during the 30K era, when the Space Wolves Legion and the Thousand Sons Legion were engaged in a bloody final battle on Prospero. Tarasin arrived quietly, but instead of intervening in the battle, he used the Hypercube Labyrinth Network to "cut off" and seal away the most crucial and dramatic scenes on the battlefield—including the charging Space Wolves warriors, the spellcasting Thousand Sons wizards, the burning Titan remains, and even the energy turbulence in the air—and brought them back to Solemnus as part of his collection.

He may not be the most aggressive necromancer overlord, but he is definitely the most unpredictable and troublesome figure for the Empire.

"Is this the rude behavior of humanity's supreme deity?" Tarasin was pulled forward by the nano-rune bandages on his body, and his belated counterattack seemed so weak and powerless.

It's not his fault. He's a typical cultured person. Before his transformation, he was just a librarian, a typical refined person who had some sense of shame.

Compared to him, the two nominal leaders of the human empire are utterly shameless.

"I'm being too polite; you've never seen an emperor before."

With just one sentence, he successfully shut Tarahim up.

In fact, he had actually met him, so he knew the other person was telling the truth.

“You should be able to tell that I don’t really want to kill you, Tarasin.”