27 Extermination
As Gork and Mork lead the charge in a quite noticeable way, Stardeath and Ozkan's attention was easily attracted to them. Stardeath himself moved slightly.
"Those two. Their life energy... it's magnificent." Stardeath stated blandly.
In his eyes, Gork and Mork were like gigantic shining beacons that were brighter than the suns he had feasted on so long ago. Devouring them alone would be a greater feast than if he devoured the entire Kork army in front of him.
As Stardeath glided forward, its elongated, metal tendrils dragged on the surface of the planet, twisting the ground and earth into amalgamations of spacial turbulence. A palpable sense of dread began to rise like an aura in the area as the C'tan began to take action. Energy in the area gathered together in a loud storm above the soldiers and dark grey clouds from the Monoloth shifted to cover the entire army in front of him.
Purple and black energy emanated from him like a black flame, tracing along his C'tan body and condensed into the scepter weapon in its hands. The scepter was more like a gigantic mace than a scepter, but it still had some additional functions as a command key to manipulate spatial weak points in the area.
"Ozkan, take the Lynchguard and help me dispose of the remaining forces after this. I will be feasting." Stardeath commanded.
Stardeath made a grasping and clenching motion with its claw-like metal hands, opening a small tear in space in front of him. Then he moved the scepter in his other hand and placed the mace part within the tear.
*SHWOOP*
A small drop of dark red anti-matter was deposited from the core of the scepter into the spacial tear in front of him. Then he removed the scepter and placed both of his claw-like hands, lit with purple-black energy onto the sides of the spacial tear. A vortex of grey clouds and lightning swirled above him as the lightning struck him repeatedly, providing him with additional power to manipulate this unstable spacial bomb.
"Destruction," Stardeath spoke with a little delight in its voice.
The winds on this tiny moon began to roar like a tornado was happening on the battlefield. The Old One command ships had even noticed the phenomenon from orbit and one of the ships began to orbitally bombard the vortex of clouds to disrupt it.
"Death," Stardeath spoke again, with stronger delight in his tone.
He compressed the spacial tear in the palm of his two clawed hands and for a moment, everything became silent. The vortex in the sky calmed, and the battlefield noises stopped. Only a slight ringing sound persisted in each person's ears, like the ringing of tinnitus. It slowly grew louder as Stardeath raised his arm containing the condensed bomb.
"Despair," Stardeath spoke with shaking excitement in his tone that could barely be contained.
He opened his palm and what looked like a geometrically outlined lotus flower. It was like an incomplete sketch of a lotus flower made out of black lines and at the center of it was like the start of a volcanic eruption. Space began to twist more and more as the changes around it began to grow more and more drastic, more and more violent. It was like a rising crescendo, and it still had a long way to go.
Stardeath let the lotus flower 'bloom' as it fell to the earth. He kept his hands raised and began to manipulate the spacial turbulence like a god might. If each of the C'tan had a specialty then Stardeath's was the manipulation of spacial energies and control over the subtle intricacies of spacial dimensions. This was one of the most devastating combination attacks he could muster.
A churning wave of black and purple power pulsed from the lotus flower, spreading across the entire surface of the moon. It passed harmlessly over the Necron soldiers as Stardeath manipulated its increasing energy carefully. The further the wave grew from the origin the taller the wave became. It hit the Kork's side of the war like death itself was gracing the battlefield. Kork bodies twisted into chunks of meat, before being pulled into nothingness from spacial collisions between the matter of the Matterium.
They disintegrated completely, but not before feeling like they were being sucked through a straw.
Within 2 minutes, the wave had spread across the entire Kork army. Leaving only Gork and Mork behind, as Stardeath deliberately avoided them. The wave then continued to spread across the surface of the moon and it would continue to unless it was stopped. And it was, as Stardeath's attack finally faced a good matchup.
A titanic form of Slagar stood and channeled the energies of the Warp just outside the battlefield. He had only arrived with the recent reinforcements, to help direct the Kork combat forces on the ground, while Gorvor handled the orbital combat above. He planted 5 podiums that acted like anchors with him at the center. Warp energy emanated from his position and was amplified by the 5 podiums, directing the spacial energy into a pocket dimension, where it would harmlessly disperse.
Gork and Mork could care less about the absence of the Kork forces behind them. They continued to tear through the Necron soldier ranks with each advancement. Their Wagh energy on them now was so thick it shielded them from the Gauze weapon effects equipped on each soldier. They had already pushed their way through the Necron soldier ranks and reached the Lynchguards.
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Slagar opened his eyes among the five podiums around him. A flash of divination burst through his eyes as he searched the possibilities of the next few hours and then his titanic form stood up and began to run in the direction of Gork and Mork. His heart was heavy with nostalgia for his teacher as he thought of greeting Gork and Mork in a few minutes. It would be the first time they could all meet in person. And Slagar had questions, many questions which needed to be answered.
Author's Note:
Yeah yeah, be patient the MC will come back. You get a chapter a day during the week, if you really don't want to read this just wait a while.
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