Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 311 302. Be Normal, I'm Scared

Hades admitted that his mind went blank for a moment.

Under the huge impact of information, Hades' instinct began to scream.

He spent a moment thinking about how to escape from here and how to inform Mortarion and Guilliman, and after realizing it was impossible, he started thinking about how to break out with the Emperor - but he also realized that he could not deal with the Emperor now , even if he blew himself up.

And after losing control of logic for a moment, Hades returned to the track of reason. He maintained his previous movements and expressions cautiously and unobtrusively, but he could feel his heart beating faster.

As far as the current situation is concerned, apart from the shocking remarks just now, the emperor in front of him is still within Hades' comprehension. At the same time, the emperor... has not shown any obvious anti-social tendencies .

Don't be a pseudo-sacred line, don't be a pseudo-sacred line, and don't be another scarier apocrypha, Hades began to pray frantically, he would rather see the emperor go crazy than most of the Primarch route.

Hades decided, if in the following conversation, he finds out that the Emperor is... Then Hades might as well be a big hit today, or he will flatter him first, and then quickly sneak back to the Death Guard to persuade Mortari Allah a Primarch Alliance.

Seeing that Hades did not respond to his plan, the Emperor gazed at Hades suspiciously, but continued.

"Step two."

The Emperor casually opened his hands, and looked down, then back into Hades' eyes.

"Hades, do you want left or right? Although it doesn't make sense, you can choose as you like."

Hades felt that the hairs on his neck were about to explode. He didn't understand...he couldn't understand...the first step was to call the emperor god, and the second step was to let him choose left or right?About what?
And the Emperor's voice was still sounding casually, he was muttering some religious words... The right side is usually "upright and just" and the left side is "devious and cunning", but those are all superstitions class of discourse.

... Hades's mind went blank, and he spoke slowly and carefully, maintaining the tone of his previous conversation with the Emperor, although he had already started screaming inwardly, saying goodbye to the Death Guard.

"I want you to explain the meaning of this option in detail, Neos, I do have choice phobia."

The emperor was silent for a moment,
"I missed it. You mentioned earlier that you didn't want to choose—the right hand, then."

Don't tm skip the question asked by Hades and choose him directly!At least he can still struggle!
The emperor, who couldn't hear Hades' inner wailing at all, continued to move unhurriedly, and the golden light began to gather around him. The next moment, Hades opened his eyes wide——

The emperor raised his right hand, made a knife with the index finger of his left hand, and lightly scratched a line on the first knuckle of the little finger of his right hand, and the bright red oozed out, accompanied by a soft "click".

Now, on the main conference table in the first reception room of No. 19 Company of Ultramarines, the broken little knuckle of the Emperor was quietly lying, and the white bones were clearly visible amidst the blood-red flesh.

Hades' brain completely stopped functioning.

He was silent, utterly still, in absolute astonishment, witnessing the Emperor's actions.

Seemingly painless, the emperor calmly stared at his right hand, Yaojin's flame licked the fracture, and the flesh and blood were regenerated quickly. In the blink of an eye, the emperor's right hand was perfect.

Then the emperor lowered his eyes, staring at the flesh and blood he had just cut off——

In an instant, a dazzling golden light exploded in this space!The whole room was instantly plunged into pure white flames.

The violent power of faith roared in the light, with undeniable and overwhelming tyranny and prejudice, the cold and merciless light of spiritual energy burst out, strangling this tyrannical power, wrestling, tearing and blending.

The whispers of thousands of living beings seem to be swaying in the fire, they are wishing, telling, believing, and following... In a white light that is indistinguishable from the north to the south of the world, they brush the emperor's side face, and they are gentle. A kiss is also a cut.

The emperor remained expressionless, ignoring the chanting of billions of people. He continued to stare at the knuckles he had just cut off. Now, the flesh and blood have been melted into the flames, and only the remaining white bones are shining in the light.

...the flames were slowly extinguished.

The emperor picked up this bone, which looked like warm white jade shining with golden light, but with piercing psionic power... It succeeded, and the emperor was satisfied with it.

Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Hades standing in the corner of the room, raising his scythe towards him.

Hades stared at him too, gripping the scythe obituary more tightly.

……

"I don't understand."

The emperor held up the joints and said slowly,

"I don't understand either."

Hades said that he was already controlling himself as much as possible. The psychic flame just now was too fierce. For Hades and his black domain, this is a kind of incompatible situation.

...He didn't, he didn't run away immediately, the fucking door was locked, or reinforced, Hades suddenly remembered that Malcador had closed the door before he left.

Hades screamed in his heart, he shouldn't have forgotten that Malcador and the Emperor were together, but Malcador was still within the scope of human understanding, what was the Emperor doing? !

Hades swallowed, he should say something clearly, otherwise Hades didn't think the emperor could understand why he was in his current state.

"...Nios, your current behavior is in line with my impression...some stereotyped villain image, I am worried that you are not the person I understand..."

"It's... closer to the existence of certain subspaces."

The Emperor fell silent, while he continued to hold the joint.

"You have misunderstood me, Hades, but I don't think I have used misunderstood words."

Hades stared at the emperor, he felt that he would never return to see the emperor this time... His death guard...

"I do hope I have misunderstood you, Neos."

"But first,"

Hades said,

"I will state my position first, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. I hope that in the end, human beings can live freely, autonomously, and independently, instead of becoming believers in some kind of existence. Human beings can rely on themselves to develop and survive the crisis. "

"As for me, Hades, all actions are based on the above principles, and I will benefit myself and the people I know without violating this."

Hades quickly stated his position, and the doubt on the Emperor's face gradually turned into a smile.

Still a big smile.

But he was holding a joint, and in view of the emperor's speech and behavior just now, Hades felt that there was an indescribable sense of weirdness in the whole picture.

Hades didn't understand, he just wanted to curse now.

The emperor spoke with a very relaxed tone,

"That's why I chose you, Hades,"

The Emperor laughed,
"It's been a long time since I've met someone like you. I've seen too many empty people, and too many narrow people... and those who were caught in the middle and tortured to the point of madness."

The Emperor smiled and shook his head,

"I admire your generosity, and I admire you too—if you put down the scythe."

Hades was unwavering, though he felt he would not be able to survive the Emperor's hand,
"You need to clear up my misunderstanding about you first, Neos, your second step, third step... what is your plan behind?"

Hardy paused,

"At least I haven't seen a plan to cut off a section of my pinky finger."

The Emperor blinked. He seemed to be thinking,
"It can also be other parts, as long as I bring my bones."

Is the point here? !

"Why are you carrying your skeleton and what is it for?"

The Emperor twisted the knuckles in his hand, he reminded Hades of those who were bored playing with rubber,

"This is a medium. From the perspective of mysticism, it will be connected to my spiritual energy. Through this, I can transfer my spiritual energy—mostly the part with impure beliefs—to you to avoid the possibility of ascension to God."

Hades breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, and he slowly put down his sickle, the ups and downs just now made him a little mentally exhausted.

"You can explain in advance, instead of throwing me a multiple-choice question first."

The emperor stopped his knuckle-turning movements,
"It may be a matter of habit. I have always favored showing people my strength and then giving them orders."

Hades took a deep breath,

"Then what about the explanation? After witnessing your strength, people just bow their heads and don't need your explanation at all, am I right?"

Then Hades saw the Emperor nodded slowly and hesitantly.

"Explanation always consumes time, and in most cases, it does not bring benefits."

Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, Hades said that what you said is correct, that is, he was almost scared to death just now.

If he were Malcador, he would be scared by the Emperor to have a heart attack sooner or later. Poor old horse, he would be scared even at his age.

Hades glanced at the Emperor in silence, put away his scythe, and sat back in silence.

Seeing him come back, the Emperor smiled at him as a sign of friendship.

Hades almost couldn't catch his breath again.

"Transfer psionic energy?"

Hades decisively changed the subject, he didn't want to recall the scene just now, but the knuckles in the Emperor's hands kept reminding him of the previous crazy scene.

"You want me to devour this part of psionic energy? But if it's allotted to me, if I devour too much..."

Hades' voice gradually got quieter, no, no——

"This part of psionic energy is not completely swallowed by me, you want to use them to suppress my black domain?!"

The Emperor smiled and nodded,

"Yes, that's why I have to [call God], your black domain is still not enough to shake the waves-it's time for us to push."

"As long as the power of faith can suppress your black domain, you can always be active in the entire empire territory and release it when necessary."

Hades was thinking... The Emperor is now acquiescing to the belief of Hades, diverting the belief of the engine oil guy to expand his black domain, and then using the power of this part of faith to suppress Hades' black domain.

As long as the belief in the emperor is guaranteed to always exceed the expansion rate of the black domain, Hades' black domain can theoretically grow to an astonishing extent-and the controllability is guaranteed.

It's theoretically possible, but it's...but it's kind of crazy, if the Emperor allows faith, is it possible for the Lord of Darkness to speed up...and...the Four Gods will definitely be aware of the Emperor's actions...this is similar to The act of building a nuclear bomb...will they do anything?
Hades kept shaking his head, this is crazy, but it works,

He swallowed,

"It seems I have no other choice, I accept, I accept."

Hades stared at the Emperor in front of him, md he smiled so brightly.

Hades decided to try and salvage some of his dignity.

"But you... are you not afraid that the existence of the subspace will... act in advance?"

The Emperor stopped his laugh.

"It's already started, Hades. After the Perfect City, you need to go to the Twelfth Legion."

　Have it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)