Chapter 114 Trazyn the Infinite

The Imperial forces, who had spent the entire fight basically just watching from the sidelines, erupted into cheers as they watched the Orks scramble away in defeat.

They had fully expected this brutal meat grinder to drag on for months until the Greenskins ran out of bodies. Who could have imagined that a giant monster would suddenly show up and hand them an easy victory?

Man, if this base form is already this overpowered, wouldn’t I be able to just casually string up and stomp the Baltans if I took my Burning Godzilla form to the Ultraman universe?

Looking down at the purgatory-like battlefield as Godzilla, Vane’s mind immediately drifted to the iconic Baltan aliens—the absolute must-beat punching bags of the Ultraman universe.

Whatever, let’s get down to business first.

The entrance to the WAAAGH! space is down at the core of the planet. I need to carve out a path first.

Vane snapped his attention back to the task at hand, ready to clear the mission and deal with the universal threat the Greenskins posed to the galaxy.

Godzilla lumbered across the battlefield, actively digging through wrecked Ork buggies, Imperial Knights, and downed Titans, ripping out their power cores to gorge on the energy.

Once his reserves were topped off, Godzilla roared at the sky, charging up. Then, he aimed his atomic breath straight down at the ground.

Terrifying energy spewed forth, creating a massive shockwave that swept across the plains and kicked up an apocalyptic dust storm.

The earth’s crust was literally melted right through. A massive tunnel plunging straight into the subterranean depths was blasted open, the surrounding rock superheated into glowing red magma.

This display of raw, brutal power rendered the entire battlefield dead silent.

If it had been warp sorcery or psychic powers, they might have been able to process it. But this behemoth didn’t have a single trace of Warp energy on it, and that atomic breath wasn’t psychic either. Yet, its destructive force was ridiculous enough to punch a hole straight through the planet’s crust.

If he pushed it just a bit harder, couldn’t a single breath literally blow up the planet?

“Is that thing even a carbon-based lifeform?” Big E muttered, a rare look of total bewilderment on his face.

“It can’t be,” the miniature Void Dragon said, shaking its head. “If a carbon-based lifeform could reach that level of power, what would that make us C’tan? A joke?”

Eldrad slapped his own face just to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.

He suddenly felt like some backwater hillbilly who hadn’t seen the galaxy. This human Forefather had an endless bag of tricks, bringing out something mind-blowingly new every single time.

“Had human technology during the Dark Age of Technology really reached this level?!” Eldrad gasped. “Turning a man into a monster is one thing, but that breath attack is just absurdly powerful.”

Hearing Eldrad’s sigh, Big E looked even more lost.

Your Dark Age of Technology and my Dark Age of Technology seem to be two very different things…

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After clearing the path to the planet’s core, Vane deactivated his transformation. Amidst a sky full of crimson lightning, he shifted back into his human form.

He was just about to call down a gunship to descend into the pit when he noticed a yellow dot on his minimap.

Huh? Why is there a neutral mob out here?

Seeing a question mark hovering next to the yellow dot, Vane tapped it. A system prompt popped up.

[Trazyn the Infinite, Disguised as an Archmagos]

Isn’t that guy usually off robbing graves and stealing artifacts? What’s he doing out here?

Trazyn the Infinite was a highly notorious Overlord of the Necrons, famously obsessed with collecting things.

His Solemnace galleries housed countless priceless historical relics. From actual C’tan shards all the way down to your average human Imperial Guardsman, as long as a galactic event had even the slightest bit of significance, you could find a related exhibit in his museum.

Whatever. I’ll just have Trajann drag him over here.

Vane switched his comms, pinging Trajann to go apprehend the disguised Archmagos before finally calling in a gunship.

Right as he finished, Big E and Eldrad teleported directly to Vane’s side.

Staring down into the pitch-black, scorched abyss that was still venting plumes of intense heat, Eldrad subconsciously gulped.

“Honored Human Forefather, is this… your handiwork?”

“Traveler, why did you bore such a massive crater?” Big E asked, walking up to the edge and peering down.

There was nothing visible inside the shaft; the bottom was completely consumed by darkness. This genuinely surprised Big E. Normally, with his superhuman eyesight, he should have easily been able to see the glowing magma at the core.

“When the Old Ones created the WAAAGH! space for the Greenskins, they left an entrance right here in the core of Armageddon—or, as it used to be known, Ullanor,” Vane replied casually, gazing out at the distant horizon.

“Wait, the Ork WAAAGH! space actually has a physical entrance?”

Eldrad was stunned. He hadn’t realized Armageddon was tied so deeply to the Old Ones and the Ork psychic network.

“No wonder the Orks treat Ullanor as their homeworld. It explains why they’ve waged endless wars over the last ten thousand years just to reclaim this planet.”

Big E looked thoughtful. It seemed the galaxy held far more secrets than even he had realized.

At that moment, several fighters and a gunship roared in from the distance, leaving white contrails in their wake.

Over the deafening roar of the engines, the gunship hovered and touched down. Its heavy ramp lowered with the hiss of hydraulics.

Trajann, who had just been ordered to make the arrest, marched out with a squad of Custodians, actively escorting the Archmagos—who was secretly Trazyn in disguise.

The moment Trazyn laid eyes on Big E, his optical sensors dilated and then violently contracted.

That warp-dabbling piece of ancient jerky… he actually recovered?! And he’s here on the Armageddon battlefield?!

I’ve been monitoring the Imperium’s comm networks this whole time! How did I not hear about this?!

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