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

Chapter 647 95. Huh? I fight Pluto?

Hades was still, slightly, a little, maybe, maybe, maybe, a little hungry.

At this moment, his face and heart were filled with the joy of the harvest. It was a pity that the hollow face of the Void Dragon could not reflect anything external, otherwise Hades would definitely be able to see a smiling face.

The upper body of the void dragon stretched out from the square space, and Hades briefly choked it, preventing the Star God from going any further. The prey was within easy reach, and the darkness wrapped around the scythe became richer and sharper.

The smile still disappeared from the corner of his mouth, Hades waved his hand and chopped!
The dragon's figure suddenly twisted! The bright green light group exploded!

Fragments of lightning flashed across his cheek, and Hades subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction where the Void Dragon was escaping.

over there!
Hades thought, and darkness enveloped him like a veil. He was not very proficient in using space movement, but Hades was quickly trying to learn this ability.

【…】

Mortarion, left behind by Hades, slowly lowered his scythe, his broken right wing fluttering in the wind like a burned cloak.

Beside the original body, Trazin, who had been falling rapidly just now, slowly floated up, the staff of empathic annihilation shining with light.

"I think you asked me here not to fight the Void Dragon, right?"

Trazin tilted his head, and the Necron smiled anthropomorphically. It stretched out its hand, and a corner of the space beside it seemed to be cut off. Mortarion glimpsed at least three hypercube mazes... and some others. Something that the Primarch did not yet understand.

Most small dynasties don't even have one hypercube maze, but Trazin came up with at least four during this trip...

"I said I brought a lot."

Seeing that the primarch made no rebuttal to his words, the Necron stretched out his scepter and aimed it seemingly casually at the two fighting C'tans.

"Don't run!!!"

Hades howled, and among the suspended silver droplets, black mist rolled, forming gauze-like black lines.

Facing Hades's invitation, the Void Dragon ignored it. The space around the two was rapidly distorting, like light refracting in countless different media - space transmission! Space transmission is prohibited!

Trazin mused.

"Humans' eating efficiency is still too low," the space overlord said. "It is really a miracle of genetic engineering that he can survive until now."

Death was silent, and the original body frowned. He knew what the Void Dragon wanted to do, delaying time - Hades could not maintain this state for a long time. Once the energy was exhausted, the Void Dragon would immediately gain the upper hand.

But now, the physical domain formed by the two powerful C'tan fragments is too strong, and Mortarion cannot rashly join the battle.

The Primarch knew that in some situations, forced support would only drag down his comrades, who would need to devote some of their energy to protecting themselves.

[…I can also go without eating for long periods of time. 】

As soon as he said the words, the original body began to reprimand himself for his stupidity. Sure enough, Trazin shook his head,

"You, the Primarch, rely on the Warp to replenish energy," Trazyn glanced at the scene of it escaping from him - God, the False Emperor, it had never seen a Void Dragon so embarrassed.

In other words, it is extremely rare for a Star God fragment to be in such a mess. Is it because it is facing Hades, who has already swallowed several Star God fragments?

For Star God fragments, the more they devour, the stronger and crazier they become.

As for Hades...

"He hasn't been on the battlefield much recently?"

Trazin said, "The belief in the subspace...most, or all, should be given to his black hole projection in the subspace, rather than the part that is fed back to the Star God. I take back what I said before. Is it really possible?" A star god who starves himself to death by eating."

The Necron thought it was humorous to say something, but the original body around it had no reaction - the temperature seemed to be lower.

【…】

Mortarion narrowed his eyes and looked at Hades through the white mist.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

【Do you think……】

"No problem," Trazin laughed. "Will I win? I will win."

Its neural matrix tells it that Hades has a high chance of winning.

The Necron checked his memory block again. Well, the scene just now was clearly recorded.

What a wonderful battle, Taraxin thought. Ancient method of fighting star gods. How long has it been since it saw such a scene?

In fact, they can no longer "observe" Hades and the Void Dragon. The visual processor becomes ridiculous at this time, because the Void Dragon and Hades are obviously not like those stars that have lost their "imagination". God Fragments, and thus the "battle" between them begins to evolve into something abstract.

It seems that both Hades and the Void Dragon are obsessed with space at the same time - this makes the space here become chaotic.

But fortunately, time still flows at a normal speed.

Sometimes, they see strange geometric objects stranded in normal space, smooth arc-shaped objects floating irregularly in the air, and from time to time they catch a hint of the breath of the void dragon or Hades.

Sometimes, they seem to be facing a star directly, with huge amounts of energy filling space and spewing particles towards them.

………………

+Don't...don't run...+
Chaotic concepts are chasing it - the Nightbringer? No, not the Nightbringer.

Run...run...run...

He has had enough...

The dragon stretched his arms forward to tear open the space in front of him, but the next moment the newly torn space wound screamed and twisted and disappeared, and the black veil climbed up from behind him like a tentacle.

? ? ? ! ! !
Do not!
+...Leave! Hiss - stay away from me! ! +
The void dragon sends out electric waves, + freedom - I just want freedom! +
Why do humans always pursue Him? !
Space and dimensions opened in front of him, but were closed again by the man-made hybrid monster behind him. The darkness slowly but firmly entangled itself - it was falling straight towards the black hole.

What it faced was an existence that had swallowed at least four fragments of the Star God - when did humans create such a nondescript monster!

Why let Him come? Why was He facing—? !

........................

Trazin faithfully recorded this rare scene, and the inscriptions on its staff shone brightly, stabilizing the original body and the space where it was located, preventing the fall of this last pure land - although Mortarion saw It can also stabilize the space, but the current condition of the original body seems to be average.

Trazin decided to ignore Mortarion's hand that was clutching the scythe.

They were silent for a while, Trazin not wanting to talk to the aliens, and Mortarion not wanting to talk to the aliens.

Only the silvery white and the sound of lightning suspended in the air were left.

"All right."

Trazin said softly, and the bright green light brightened up again in a twisted way. The original body around it raised its wings again, ready to go up to support at any time.

Mortarion opened his eyes wide, the space became stable again, and energy and concepts returned to detailed matter.

He saw the Void Dragon being pierced through the chest, and the silver-white medium continuously gushed out of its mouth like blood. Hades stood in front of the Void Dragon, obviously much thinner. At this moment -

He looked at them anxiously and thoughtfully.

? !
what happened?
Mortarion wanted to take a step forward, but Trazin stopped him with his hand. The Infinite stared at Hades and made a biting motion.
"Eat!" The Endless One shouted, and the shout echoed in the cave.

"Silly boy, eat!"

Hades looked troubled.

He was indeed hungry now, but in the end, his strong willpower (and Macha's cooking) suppressed his instinctive appetite.

The Void Dragon is dying in his hands at this moment... Death has become easier to obtain and perceive. This is a brand new sense, more similar to the joy after a successful hunt, rather than other negative perceptions.

But... Hades swallowed. The dying Void Dragon didn't seem to be an edible being in any way. Swallowing gold and silver? Or open your mouth and try to catch lightning?

But he was hungry now, very hungry - in desperate need of energy.

Hades suddenly turned his head. With great perseverance, Hades looked away from the void dragon.

Can it be eaten?
Hades asked Trazin with his eyes. This was a question. He thought of the illusion constructed by the Deceiver. The more he ate, the more he would be lost.

"Listen, Hades -" Trazin shouted, the Necron's lights flashing, "you can try to take away its outer energy - but not devour the core will, weaken it to the greatest extent. Weak, do you understand what I mean?”

Mortarion silently picked up Trazyn and got closer to Hades.

"If you don't eat now -" Trazin shouted, "you will pass out from hunger again later! At least now you are still in a state of energy conservation, Hades!"

After listening to Trazin's words, Hades moved his head back in confusion. He heard the screams and curses of the Void Dragon in the radio waves (the curses were very dirty). Hades understood Trazin, that is to say, he The energy of the weak external consciousness of the Void Dragon should be partially absorbed - and then the consciousness of the Void Dragon should be left.

Hades raised his hand, and metal fragments fell from the Void Dragon's wound. Hades frowned, staring at the empty face of the Void Dragon. He was very hungry - but again, no matter how hungry he was, he could not Cross the line.

He couldn't really take a bite?

Did he really eat it raw back then? !
At any rate - at least give me a pair of chopsticks!

Hades tried to open his mouth. Seeing his actions, the void dragon struggled even harder. The electric arc rose violently and hit Hades, but to Hades, it was like a special effect of light and shadow. , little harm.

With Hades's ideological struggle, the lurking darkness around Hades was eager to try.

【What do you need me to do. 】

Mortarion frowned and said, the original body is here, and Trazin is here, firstly to subdue the void dragon, and secondly... not to let Hades go wrong.

Trazin stared at Hades and shook his head.

【…】

Mortarion began to curse the Lord of Mankind silently in his heart, and hoped that the farce in front of him would end soon.

He even began to blame himself a little - after learning that Hades could swallow the Star God to gain power, he and the Emperor were the same as the Void Dragon who guided Hades - but he was just trying to prevent his comrades from falling into madness.

However, the dragon's roar suddenly broke out!

The crackling sound of the arc echoed throughout the space, and Mortarion's eyes were empty. He realized that he saw a being far more terrifying than Hades - that was Pluto in the form of the Nightbringer.

Hades finally did not bite, but on the contrary, the darkness was entangled like some kind of predatory plant, and the void dragon began to struggle, struggling in vain, representing the concepts of machinery and rules being swallowed up by disorder and chaos. In a daze, Mortarion even thought that this fragment of the C'tan was sobbing in great pain and death. In the eyes of others, this was an extremely cruel scene - but it reminded Mortarion of his defeat of Elsa. that day.

Perhaps that day, on the newly reborn flower field, in the eyes of others, he was also so terrifying.

But - there is no way.

For survival.

They are obviously not righteous people like Guilliman or Angron.

Mortarion turned his head and saw the endless maze. The silver and strange maze blocked all communication between the interior and the outside world, and also successfully imprisoned the dragon.

But now, Mortarion's white hair was blown up, and the bright and flickering light flashed on his profile. With the sound of the void dragon gradually disappearing, the maze stood collapsed.

Mortarion recalled the time when he and Angron went to fight dragons together. There was nothing to say. He was always preparing for the worse ending - but fortunately Hades was always able to reach the good ending in a daze - — Or rather, survive.

Lucky, the Primarch thought for no reason.

At that time, he just said something. Before he could explain, Angron smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Let's go."

Back then, after fighting the dragon, Angron immediately fell into a deep sleep due to serious injuries.

Mortarion blinked, and the long and curling maze finally disappeared from his eyes. He turned back and saw an incredible existence in the darkness.

If it were ten thousand years ago, he might have needed some time to confirm whether this was Hades.

The psychic inscription engraved on the sickle shaft lit up, and Mortarion remained silent, waiting for Hades's reaction.

Hades - He is indeed becoming more and more like the Hades people call him, after all, he swallowed part of the Nightbringer.

...Perhaps the Lord of Humanity was also waiting for Hades in this way, to see if his bold move was successful.

There, in the center of the underground cave, the color almost completely disappeared, leaving only large areas of black and white. Pluto, suspended in mid-air in the pose of a meditator, held a ball of verdant green lightning in his hand, with silver-white metal suspended on it. fragments.

Hades was silent.

Then, he slowly turned his head, and a bright green liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"The taste is really not that good."

Hades frowned and said.

Mortarion breathed a sigh of relief, and Trazin beside him smiled. After spending a hypercube maze, it gained another precious image.

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【Sixty-six minutes ago】

"God of joy! God of joy!!!"

Bayer shouted, their ship had accelerated to an unimaginable degree in the subspace, the portholes cracked under the high pressure, and the cracks healed again with transparent juice overflowing in some kind of pleasurable gasping sound.

"I have glimpsed your vision of ultimate joy!!!"

Bayer shouted, the altar of human flesh beneath his feet groaning, and the stitched up men and women whimpering.

"If you really desire Him!" Bayer raised his hand. He might have asked other followers of Slaanesh to come instead of him himself - but there was no way. Under the goddess of pleasure, he was the one who could fight the most, even though He just wants to engage in biological research seriously,

"Then I wish your followers a helping hand! We will definitely live up to your joy!"

A period of extreme emotion came, and Bayer bent down suddenly and gasped uncontrollably. In front of him, the colorful light and shadow slowly opened, and the cold darkness reflected.

The vast ocean parted, revealing a corridor with the real world. In this narrow mouth, Fabius saw the target of their trip, lying quietly in the sea of ​​​​stars.

The Endurance.

This is death, Fabius thought painfully again.

(End of this chapter)