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

Chapter 591 40. Masters compete against each other
Butz is hard to rate.

It was the fact that he met the father of genes that shocked him even more.

It was the fact that the father of genes was pretending to be green and growing a green mushroom empire that shocked him even more.

Or, he was even more shocked to learn that his mission to meet the Gene Father was to monitor whether he had lost control.

However, the fact is - this ridiculous fact overcame all the shock, and it all showed to him.

The only good news is that Pluto himself seems like maybe, maybe, maybe, not out of control.

But with Pluto's appearance, Buzz believed that their genetic father needed to fill out a psychological report within the war group.

It’s hard to say, let’s take a look.

Perhaps even more shocking than Pluto playing green skin is that he has a red skin next to him.

This red-skinned man was protected by the son of Pluto, who was both good in character and academics.

"Of course, he might also be called... Hades?"

"Buz Bella, Macragge."

Butz has already decided on the next countermeasures.

... He is very big, big and black, and he can use some unknown ability. No, it seems now that Pluto will use at least two or more unknown abilities.

Hades said, staring at Buz with bright eyes,

"It's okay, Blake,"

He saw Hades's eyes widen in surprise, but Buz maintained his standard speaking speed and continued to speak in Barbarian,

Buzz slowed down his speech, and he emphasized his voice, making his tone more proud.
"The historical record holder of seventy-seven victories in the Friendship League between the Sons of Hades and the Death Guard, the first in the Macragge group in baking skills training...the Macragge glory exhibit...after taking over the position of Imperial Regent, I was generally The brothers of the chapter affectionately call them the lackeys and old bastards of the Empire. For this, I also affectionately call them little bastards - but please allow me to be agitated, my father, you may call me 2B."

As long as he temporarily ignores the nonsense in Pluto's mouth, Buzz will find that the man is no different from what he imagined...

[Swear to me, I will bear——Pluto,]

……

He was the only one, standing there slightly awkwardly, keeping in mind the idea of ​​calling the fleet to issue an extermination order at any time. Behind him stood Pluto's little bastards, and in front of him stood the old... Pluto who was talking to Magnus, the traitorous primarch of the empire. , and another little bastard.

Is it such a shocking scene for other legions to see their genetic father?

He felt Hades's expression change, and before Buz spoke, Hades spoke first, and slowly walked up to him and squatted down.

He may have initially been assessing Pluto's danger, but that assessment is gradually turning into some appreciation...

Every gesture of his hand expresses his strength.

Primarch Magnus was already weakened from previous battles with the Tyranid fleet, wrestling with Black, and dealing with the little tricks of the C'tan Trickster.

Hades was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Buz and the Sons of Hades behind this man who looked like the leader of the Sons of Hades Chapter.

Hades thought that he might have been a little impatient with Black and Magnus when he was leading the greenskins - he needed to confirm whether the two people who followed him were affected by this.

"I'm sorry that I didn't report the battle situation immediately. This may have led to your command misjudgment,"

"I can promise you that I will respect you,"

Buz didn't know whether this was because the training plan for the son of Hades had changed after he fell asleep, or for some other reason... This feeling was buried under many complicated thoughts, and was suppressed by the small thought of writing a report to the Gray Knight. In a corner of my mind.

Hades turned sideways, "You have to ask them."

"But fortunately the battle is over. Now let me introduce myself. I am from Barbarus, Hades."

But now, he's back...

He took off his helmet and showed a standard smile,

But Hades chose to confirm the status of Black and Magnus first.

To Hades' relief, Blake's mental state was stable and even improving steadily. After Hades repeatedly confirmed that he would not bite him, the frightened Magnus fell silent.

What made Buz despise him was that he was taking advantage of the gap between Pluto, Magnus, and Black to communicate with him, and he was looking at Pluto unscrupulously——

Buz couldn't help but ask himself, and then he came up with an answer that relieved him.

Buzz sent a radio signal canceling the extermination order without leaving a trace.

Hades's voice sounded dullly from behind the mask,
"As long as you are normal and don't betray, Magnus, I will do my best to ensure that you are safe and comfortable - but the son of Hades?"

"My father, in order to make it easier for you to understand, please forgive my arrogance - my position and honor are the leader of the Emergency Sons of Pluto Chapter, the hero of the empire, the former regent of the empire, the glorious archbishop of the Pluto religion, and the legislation to make the Pluto religion a state religion. One of the main writers,"

Magnus said in a small voice,

The eyes of the two giants fell on Buz, which made Buz feel like an innocent spectator in the audience, suddenly caught in the spotlight——

Hades stood up slowly and gently patted Black's shoulder armor. Although not far away from them were standing the bewildered sons of Hades and the sages (Hades asked them to stand up),

Butz heard the small cheers of the Barbarian bastards behind him.

No, they are the only ones like that.

The former regent of the empire, the imperial hero who established dual religions in the empire, finally saw the figure he had sworn for.

[Hades, the sons of Hades, will honor the great wise man Magnus. 】

In a daze, Buz thought that somewhere in his heart, he must have felt something. He had faced the traitorous Primarchs, and the terrifying power had left a deep impression on him. That was him, that was mortals. The end that I can never reach in my lifetime,
This kind of powerful individual power... In the years Buz spent before, he had only seen it possessed by the rebel side, and the stars of the empire had fallen long ago.

After he finished his long title and self-introduction, Hades' eyes almost opened wider and wider, and Buz confirmed that it was not a look of disappointment.

"What a surprise..."

Hades whispered, then turned sideways to look at Blake behind him,

"But we already have a 2B (Blake Butcher) here?"

The moment Pluto turned around, Buzz's eyes met with Black's. Buzz could clearly see that rebellious little bastard who hid psykers - Black's eyes clearly said,

Slick old bastard.

And Buz thought his expression expressed it clearly, and his smile expressed it just right,

Mouthless little bastard.

"Then call me Buzz, father."

Buz replied calmly,

"It would be an honor for me just to call you that."

Hades may not have heard such emotionally intelligent words for a long time. He quickly turned around and hoped to chat for a while longer——

[I think you need to hold off on reminiscing about old times and recognizing relatives for a while,]

Magnus's shadow flickered beside Black, and Buz looked at the original body "friendly".

He had united with the Gray Knights to banish the fallen Magnus.

Perhaps Buz's eyes were too sharp. Magnus paused for a moment, and then the original body raised his voice and spoke in a high-pitched voice,
[Son of Hades - Even though I know that you have disrespected knowledge, persecuted psychics, and lived a life of ignorance and darkness, I decided to forgive your mistakes and give you a chance to be baptized by knowledge again. 】

Even though the lower half of Hades's face was wearing a cold mask, Buz confirmed through the subtle movements at the corners of Pluto's eyes that Hades should be twitching at the corners of his mouth.

This kind of situation... Buzz has long been familiar with it. He answered in a neither humble nor condescending manner,

"Dear guest, thank you for your kindness. Maybe you have a special status, but on the premise of abiding by the rules of the Son of Hades, you can spend a pleasant time in the Son of Hades."

Before Magnus could speak, or rather he simply interrupted Magnus, Buz continued,

"But I hope you can give us some space, my lord. For the heirs, the meeting with the genetic father is solemn."

Magnus was stuck, his shadow flickered, and finally disappeared with a pop.

"He really took back his psychic detection?"

Hades suddenly spoke, Pluto laughed, and patted Buzz's shoulder armor,

"here you go."

Then Hades lowered his voice and said quickly in a conspiratorial tone,
"What does the Empire think of Magnus?"

Butz tacitly lowered his voice and speeded up his speech.
"Until the time is right, the son of Hades will not let the empire see Magnus." "Hahahaha, okay!"

Hades smiled again and patted Buz's shoulder armor, then looked at Buz curiously again.

"...As expected of a warrior with my blood flowing through his veins."

This strange sense of familiarity was not obvious during the years that Hades and Blake had been together, but looking at Buzz, the similar face, and the feeling of being in tune with each other's thoughts, Hades couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Ten thousand years ago, no one understood his dry humor, but ten thousand years later, the sons of Pluto appeared.

In the brief conversation with Buzz just now, Hades was convinced that the warrior was a human spirit, a political creature - and a son of Hades.

Since his thoughts are on the same wavelength as his, Hades thought, so he reduced the greetings. The top priority now is not to meet each other.
"How is the battle situation in the Octarius Star Territory now?"

Hades changed the subject. Before he lost control, the greenskins and Tyranids should have been almost wiped out.
"The foreign green-skinned forces are fighting with the imperial army. Political Commissar Yarrick and Sage Jin are fighting against them. The chance of winning is 90% - the remaining foreign forces in the Octareus star field have also been greatly reduced to a controllable range."

Buz took a deep breath,

"...Thank you for your efforts, Hades."

He still couldn't tell the reality that Pluto was playing greenskin to fight against the bugs.

"It should be,"

Hades said, looking into the distance,
"There's nothing else to do anyway... and it's a good thing I descended among the alien races first."

Pluto lowered his obscure eyes and looked at Buz,

"Look like you know something?"

"The honorable Lord Karas told me,"

Buz took his time and removed the scapegoat;

"My father, it has been ten thousand years since you left the Death Guard. Your former comrades have thought about the possibility of your return."

"...Have they thought of this scene?"

"This scene is not unusual."

"..."

"Is Mortarion okay?"

"Honestly, my father, I don't know. The last message from the Death Guard was, don't think, don't think, don't care - I think that's what they're leaving you with."

Buz told the truth, "But it seems that Senior Karas is not doing well."

Hades coughed twice. Would these almost inhuman gods also be choked? Butz was skeptical.

"Ah...haha...hahaha...him, I'll look back at him."

Then Hades sighed,
"It's been ten thousand years. It's really time to visit Karas."

"Senior Karas rushed into the subspace to look for Lord Mortarion. Father, you should be able to see them at the same time after this."

Hades was silent for a moment, looking slightly depressed.

But soon Pluto cheered up again,
Hades raised his hand and knocked on the half metal mask on his face.
The silver and smooth metal half is cold, and the metal chain exposed at the mouth is like surgical thread on rough sewing.

This is like some kind of self-alertness, but also like some kind of promise, but Buz believes that after watching the recent scenes, he believes that it also contains the helpless remedy after Pluto failed to manage his expression.

It's best to add a silencer to this.

"As you can imagine, Karas was right to remind you,"

Hades paused;

"I'm definitely...not normal."

"You mean you personally planted the greenskins and promised them a super WAAAGH?"

Buzz asked calmly, he couldn't hold it back in the end.

"What?! Isn't this a clever move?!"

Hades asked in surprise. Buzz looked at the open-minded people during the Great Crusade and realized that he was still too conservative.

"There are some... logical, legal and moral irregularities here,"

Butz said, "But it doesn't matter, we can make it legal, my father, you go on."

Hades suddenly smiled, and he patted Buzz again,
"That's right - you were the former regent of the empire. I assume you are very skilled in handling government affairs and official documents?"

Bad feeling.

Buz thought about it, and his sense of urgency and crisis suddenly lit up. He was keenly aware of something.
If he answers the next question carelessly, he will fall into the hell of official documents.
"It was,"

Buz said calmly, while maintaining a certain sadness,

"After the battle with the rebel primarch, my brain was damaged. The pharmacist suggested going to the battlefield more and batching less official documents."

Hades looked at Buz with a serious smile. His hand on Buz's shoulder armor did not move.
Buz also continued to maintain his polite smile, and the curvature of his mouth did not change at all.
"I can introduce you to someone from the new generation who is willing to handle government affairs. Pluto, I guarantee your satisfaction."

"Hahaha, good!"

Hades decisively let the topic go, and they tacitly skipped it.

"actually……"

Hades said, "My own state is not stable - you need to remember this, Buz Bella, always remember this, and I will also remember, and the rest we go back to say, retreat first... …”

It's not convenient to say those words here.

Hades was silent for a moment, sighing inwardly.

It's time for him to get some more sun.

Hades stood up, his eyes swept over the sons of Hades, and he gave them a look of apology and encouragement,
After confirming that there was no emergency, the bastards started to act recklessly, shouting in Barbarian language

"Hades! Hades! Our Hades!"

Buz stood behind Hades, looking at them with eyes that told them that they would never have an easy time in the future,

But the Mingzi ignored them decisively. After applying for disbandment on the spot (Butz did not approve it), the soldiers gathered in twos and threes, followed by cheers and whistles.

They cheered with Hades, and some even tried somersaults and fired guns into the air. People crowded over and tried to ask for Hades' autograph.

At the same time, they tacitly warded off the sages who had gathered silently.

Hades turned them down for the time being, and after enough time to get to know each other, with Black still lying there half-dead, he felt it necessary to get the injured medical attention first.

Although at this moment, surrounded by a bunch of cubs with similar looks and appearance, Hades felt like - ah, he really felt like he had his own war group.

"Go back first, Blake needs treatment."

Hades said, and the cheering disciples who surrounded him were silent for a moment, but then the atmosphere returned to the previous state.

"And -" Hades squeezed past the ghosts, "Long time no see, friends of Faos, you are..."

Hades stared at the natural man at the front who was holding the Burner fragment with trembling hands. He had black hair and brown eyes, and was extremely thin.
"Are you Kirkland?"

Hades asked uncertainly, and then he saw Kirkland fall, with the smoking sages in the background.

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【small theater】

In the garden.

The Pale Lord swung his scythe, and the fat Great Unclean One exploded in front of him. Beside him, Karas Typhon was panting and following Mortarion. The speed of the scythe obviously paused for a moment.

The original body's dim pupils turned,

[…Are you okay, Karas? 】

"Fortunately..." Typhon gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, an idiot just cursed me."

Mortarion looked away thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)