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

Chapter 610 59. Everyone has their own agenda
Malcador drank tea and calmly watched Hades sit up. Pluto's pupils were trembling violently as he looked at Malcador in disbelief.
"Old horse, old horse... In these ten thousand years, when...when did you become so humorous?"

Malcador heard the Lord of Mankind in the subspace sneer at him, but the former Imperial Regent only smiled superficially.

"Ten thousand years, dead souls, we have all changed too much."

First it’s reminiscence, and then it’s foreshadowing that the present is different from the past, Malcador did it intentionally.

The first scene Hades saw was him sitting with the Lord of Mankind, which was also intentional by Malcador.

Just for... trust.

After hearing Malcador's words, Hades smiled bitterly.

"A lot has indeed changed over the past ten thousand years - but at least we are still here." He glanced at the silent Master of Mankind sitting on the golden throne. Was it his imagination? Why did the Emperor's face look more complex? Oh no,
Hades chose his words carefully;

"intact."

"What's the situation on Terra now? I heard there's civil unrest in the Ministry of Interior?"

The blue pattern on Malcador's arm is slowly fading away. He is not worried about Hades discovering it, because his own spiritual energy is mixed with too much.

Hades looked at Malcador and then at the Lord of Mankind. The Emperor still looked enigmatic.
Hades was silent for a moment, Pluto was silent, and other beings could not figure out what he was thinking at all.

Even Hades, if he wanted to compete with him in government affairs... was still one step away.

"Rebuild," Malcador held his head tiredly, "I have saved all the information, Revenant. I am now some kind of semi-subspace entity. I can use my power to help the empire rebuild its bureaucracy."

If we then logically use the recorded data to reshape the Ministry of the Interior and completely take charge of the empire's government affairs, there will be no more Robert Guilliman, no more Mortarion, and no more awareness. Something is wrong. The Inquisitor is trying to find out the truth, and the Imperial Guard is trying to interrupt his extension of power.

"In the past ten thousand years, the Ultramarines of the Thirteenth Legion have used various tricks to separate five hundred worlds from the empire and establish a new center."

Hades looked at the Emperor. The Lord of Mankind had already decided to attack the AI. Compared with it, the Space Marines' involvement in politics was not a problem at all.

Hades showed an empty expression as if he was thinking again. Malcador really doubted whether this guy was really thinking, or was he just acting like he was thinking? !
"I believe the Ultramarines are men of integrity and justice, like their Primarch Robouti Guilliman,"

Malcador shook his head,
"The Ministry of the Interior is finished and is being guarded by the Imperial Guard."

Makado was thinking, but suddenly felt a chill.
Something was watching him.

"But it depends on the Emperor's will,"

"The entire Ministry of Internal Affairs is in flames. Terra is in urgent need of political talents. Lao Ma, although I believe you... I don't want you to work too hard."

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"They may be loyal, but only to the people of Ultramar."

Malcador's voice suddenly rose, and he said sarcastically,
"Revenant, will the Ultramarines really build an empire like they built the Five Hundred Worlds? Instead of using public affairs for personal gain?"

The Emperor looked at Hades;
"I allow you to do this, Revenant."

Hades blinked,

Pushing these to the Lord of Change creates the illusion for Hades that he is still on the same line with the empire.

"Old Ma, will this make you too tired? I just brought the Ultramarines of the Thirteenth Legion here, and the son of Hades can also share some government affairs."

Following his gaze...Makado saw Hades staring at him.

Hades said emphatically, "What's more, they do manage very well, old horse, you need to admit -"

【what happened? 】Koz said, the jewelry on his body was almost bright and about to explode, "Why is the old man so angry today? Who doesn't have the foresight to offend him?" 】

Hades frowned and said,

Now, humans can only compromise.

"But now we have no better option,"

This is the disadvantage of using psychic powers and relying on psychic powers to read minds.

"That--"

"You want...the Ultramarines to be in power?"

Hades spoke seriously again,
"Do you need my help now? I can act now."

The Lord of Mankind can only compromise.

In addition to Terra, there are also Malcador's spies in countless human worlds.

Curze's hand holding the bone-flipping knife paused, and the original body looked thoughtfully at the dying Fallen Angel in front of him.

Malcador's battleground was over politics, and now, he had won.

Hades said in a long tone, "What will happen to the empire's government affairs in the future?"

"It's the Lord of Changes," Malcador said calmly, "It's just a failed plan... He thought I didn't make a record. He was wrong."

"I think we need to be cautious in that regard."

Seeing Malcador looking at him, Hades was stunned. He scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Old horse, old horse, I'm sorry, I'm a little hungry - I do feel Tzeentch's spiritual energy, but I have initially eliminated all the chaotic spiritual energy I can feel."

Malcador interrupted Hades mercilessly,

Hades nodded,
The Empire in the original timeline did not allow Space Marines to intervene in politics, but now, due to Guilliman's thousand-year rule and Buzz's seizure of power, in the current timeline, Space Marines' involvement in politics is more like a gray area, and Not a complete red line.

"Space Marines doing politics?!"

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Malcador took a deep breath,

"The Ultramarines can come," he said calmly, "but only for files with medium and low permissions."

"Is that okay?" Hades looked at the Lord of Humanity. The Emperor nodded, with a smile on his lips.

"Since we all agree, it's settled," Hades said decisively. He paused for a moment, "If I don't trust the Ultramarines... then we will wake up Guilliman as soon as possible."

Hades looked at the Emperor, as if seeking the Lord of Mankind's opinion;
"Robert Guilliman has been the regent for thousands of years. If he wakes up, he will be a powerful help to the politics of the empire, but..."

Hades slowed down his tone,
"Why did Guilliman suddenly leave the empire? I heard some rumors, but I still need to verify it."

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The silk was soaked in blood, the bead chain exploded, and the struggling hands crossed the ground over and over again.

[Grrr...grrr...] Coze collapsed to the ground, gold and silver threads strangling his bones and blood, [Old thing...hit...a ghost? 】

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Robert Guilliman.

Robert Guilliman again.

Malcador thought calmly, it has been thousands of years, and until now, the former imperial regent is still blocking his plan.

Malcador's plan would have been smoother, but a thousand years ago, with his damn sense of responsibility, Guilliman abruptly changed the trajectory of countless established policies——

This forced Malcador, who was still recovering, to devote more energy to dealing with the original body, so that he missed the opportunity to capture the lion.

Guilliman didn't even realize at the time that behind these millions of irrelevant documents, there was an entity from the subspace looking at him maliciously.

Of course he respected Robert, respected, hated, envied, wanted to use it for himself...

But in the end Malcador failed. He only defeated the original body, killed him, and let him fall into a deep sleep, but he did not take Guilliman under his command.

And now...the man who told him ten thousand years ago that he was inferior to Macragge once again mentioned Guilliman to him.

"Without him, No. 13 would be crushed,"

said the Emperor, as if stating something entirely foreign to him,
"He is not yet strong enough to undertake such a huge government affairs in the empire. The limit is to sustain it for a thousand years. I was unable to express my suggestions to them at that time...but I am still proud of him."

"Then..." Hades said hesitantly, "You mean Guilliman still can't get up and work?"

The Emperor looked at Malcador, silently.

Malcador just sneered.

Hades sighed, "If even you say that, that means it's not going to work - are you really going to exhaust me and Lao Ma to death, Neos?"

Neos said nothing, still looking calm and calm.

Malcador sneered,
"That means I have to suffer a lot on my old bones again,"

"It's better to be busy," Hades suddenly interrupted, "Old horse, after ten thousand years, the few of us can still be energetic as cows and horses, good thing, good thing!"

Malcador coughed violently. He seemed very angry, but he swallowed the anger forcefully.

So far, except for the small episode with the Ultramarines, his plan has gone well. Why is Malcador angry?
Hades trusted him and was willing to do things for him...but why was he so angry at being fooled?
Maccado sipped tea and suppressed his tumbling emotions.

Hades still stared at the Lord of Mankind, as if hoping that the Emperor would speak, but the Lord of Mankind was still the same as he was ten thousand years ago, and would not speak unless necessary.
"Neos," Hades said, "You are not in good condition? Can you still continue the conversation?"

"Yes," said the Emperor, "but not necessary, Revenant."

The flesh-and-blood black-haired man on the throne looked at Hades,

"Even I feel at a loss in the current situation."

The Lord of Mankind said calmly,
"But I believe you can solve these troubles, Pluto, even if it's only part of it - it's completely enough."

"When can you stand up?"

Hades asked,
The emperor just shook his head with sadness in his eyes.

"The Webway is still unhealed, but you will not have to worry about the Lord of Change,"

Thus says the Lord of Mankind,

The reason the Webway remains broken is not only due to Tzeentch, but also to one of the three of them now.

No, maybe two.

Everyone here has unshirkable responsibility for this matter.

"I can't get up either, Revenant Soul. The power given to me by the National Religion is too rough - I know your plan, but you can't bear too much anymore, Revenant Soul."

Behind the Golden Throne, the pipe extending into the endless sky hummed.

"..."

"I have no solution for your current situation."

Hades smiled awkwardly and waved his hand, "It's okay. If I feel like I can't control it anymore, Neos, just give me the coordinates and I'll kill Tzeentch first."

Hades felt like he heard a scream-like curse. He was not sure. Hear it again.

The emperor smiled, and Malcador seemed to be lost in thought again.
"It's not a good deal," the Emperor said. "If that day comes, I will introduce at least two subspace beings to you, Pluto."

As for who it is... The subspace projection of the Lord of Mankind is burning calmly in the Supreme Sky. Judging from his mood, he expressed his stance to the Chaos.

Hades smiled and clapped his hands, and he spoke briskly,
"This is good news. I will listen to you when the time comes. I will blow up whoever I point at, and I will blow up whoever I click on."

After waking up, Hades had a vague feeling about his current strength, but he had been suffering from not being able to encounter Chaos. Now that the Emperor had stone hammered and launched a self-destruction, he could send two of them away.

Perhaps he would be hesitant and obedient when facing the Star God, but when facing Chaos, under the premise that Neos assured him that he did not have to worry about the Lord of Change, Hades would strike hard if Chaos invaded.

Thinking of this... Hades glanced at Malcador again.

Malcador...something's wrong...

Hades was convinced that apart from him, there was something wrong with at least one of the three of them, either Malcador or Neos.

During the conversation, Hades tried to relax many times, but alarm bells were ringing in his head, and he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

...This is not like their previous conversations. There were many times when Nios could have spoken, but he remained silent and let Malcador explain the reason.

Hades deliberately released the news that Guilliman was "asleep", but neither of them refuted it.

In other words, the psychic-shielding coffin of Lord Macragge... was probably protecting one of them.

If Guilliman wanted to guard against Chaos, he could have sought help from the Lord of Mankind or Malcador while he was still on Terra.

The only possibility is that Guilliman didn't trust them at the time.

Hades wanted to be one of them, not "all of them."

Guilliman, Malcador, and the Emperor, at least one of these three has a problem.

But given the intelligence given by Vox, Mortarion trusts Guilliman. In other words, anyone who has a different stance from Guilliman is likely to be someone Hades wants to guard against.

Emperor...Makado is so big? ? ? Or was he wrong?
Hades tried to use the black field to sense, but in fact, he could not use the black field to find out who was wrong. Neos's spiritual energy was covered by countless beliefs, some good and some bad, and it was difficult to peel off; Malcador's spiritual energy The energy is noisy and chaotic, like sparkling multicolored crystals.

There is even a spiritual connection between the two of them... they are not completely separate entities.

After a simple test of words, Hades thought it was Malcador.

Although there is still a suspicion that something is wrong with Neos, Hades also needs to remain vigilant.

But this may be related to the fact that Neos did not speak human language in the past.

The only thing that confused Hades was that he heard the discord between Malcador and the Emperor, so why were the two of them sitting here together, chatting with Hades?
Unless they still need to cooperate and are still grasshoppers on a rope.

The more Hades thought about it, the more confused he became. Malcador now wanted to rebuild the imperial bureaucracy, and Neos even said that he should let him go. Both of them sounded like they were working for the human empire.

If the Black Territory purges Malcador now... Hades found out again that not all of Malcador's subspace projection is here, he only lowered part of his psychic energy.

Cleaning up Nyos... is more difficult.

Hades thought about it, and since these two people didn't talk to him or play Riddler, he would do what he wanted to do first.

No matter whether the cat is black or white, it is a good cat if it catches mice.

First capture him and work with him...and then see what Malcador is thinking.

At least if he hopes to achieve something... he will definitely show some flaws.

Hades began to miss Mortarion, who could use numerology.

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【He doesn’t want me to leave...】

Mortarion said with a sigh. In the garden, the head of the Dark Eldar collapsed at his feet.
[Is he so obsessed with the commander of the Death Guard? 】

Mortarion said provocatively. He muttered to himself and walked towards the woods where the Goddess of Life was hiding. White mist had already enveloped the area, and only the low cry of Nurgle could be heard.

And the waaagh in the distance.

[Come out,] Death said, [I am in a hurry, the Death Guard will give you one last chance, Eldar guy - otherwise I will break all the bones in your body, and then throw you into the crucible of the Rot Sky. 】

(End of this chapter)