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

Chapter 685 133. Missing Guilliman
Ascend to the gods.

Ascend to the gods.

Ascend to the Gods, ascend to the Gods, ascend to the Gods.

Malcador opened his eyes and looked at Luther in front of him with a fake smile.
"haven't seen you for a long time."

The old man still smiled.

"I would not be as shameless as you, Spellseal Malcador."

Luther said calmly, wrinkles on his forehead and his beard graying,

"I often dream about the day you lied to me."

"That's in the past, isn't it?"

Malcador opened his hands, and the cloak fell from his arms, without any carving, but the sheen of the cloth was magnificent.

"We are sitting together now, discussing matters concerning humanity and the Empire."

This is why he loves government affairs. Even if there is a blood feud, in the face of common interests, political systems have to smile and greet each other. Human beings are extremely hypocritical creatures.

This is also the reason why Guilliman is unqualified. His red heart cannot be hidden even with a mask.

Luther watched coldly, every muscle in his body clamoring for him to draw his sword and chop at this hypocritical guy, this bastard who should be tried and hanged.

The seeds Malcador had planted with his words had torn Caliban apart forever, and the pain he had caused still aches, the lions still wander, and the First Legion has voluntarily marginalized.

Even though Malcador acted like a complete buffoon in front of the true Soul Eater, outside the palace, the jester played tricks on the unsuspecting people.

"The First Legion will personally remove you from your throne and behead you, Emperor."

Luther whispered so that only the two of them could hear, and he watched the amusement in Malcador's eyes grow wider.

[It's a meeting, stop arguing. ]

Balls of white mist quickly rose up in the room and quickly condensed into a solid entity. The voice of the Pale Lord sounded in it. An even larger gaze scanned everyone in the mist and then withdrew its gaze with satisfaction.

Except for Gregor, commander of the Imperial Fists, who is still fighting against the forces of Slaanesh in Visser, all the forces participating in the expedition are present.

Admiral Udo, Lord of the Imperial Navy, Vero, Lord Commander of the Astra Militarum, Kirkran, the front-line representative of the Mechanicus, Luther, the representative of the Dark Angels of the First Legion, and Malcador the Spellbinder.

The representative of the Death Guard is the Primarch Mortarion, and the representative of the Cult of the Underworld is Hades - he is still on the way.

Compared with the rest of the people at the table, the two mortal representatives chosen by Hades during the Terra coup were obviously a lot more embarrassed, but considering that they still completed the war mission diligently and conscientiously, Mortarion decided not to make things difficult for them.

Mortarion turned on the holographic projection and showed everyone the ultimate goal of this war, which was also the reason why this battle had to be so intensive, Commorra... Slaanesh.

This had been emphasized many times before, and the Primarch explained the goals of the third phase of the strategy again in a calm tone, and then announced the transfer order without asking for everyone's opinions.

The regiments under Lord Commander of the Astra Militarum Veiro that performed outstandingly in the war will be temporarily managed and commanded by the Cult of the Underworld, and Lord Commander of the Astra Militarum has no objection.

The remaining corps with poor performance will be arranged behind the front line to guard against possible rebellion in the rear and await transfer orders at any time.

The fleets under the command of the navy were also on standby in the rear with the legion - the position of the navy commander was very awkward, because both the legion and the Mechanicus had their own navies, and in front of the legion and the Mechanicus navy that were either psychic or technological, the Empire's regular army seemed abrupt.

Fortunately, the two commanders did not have any complaints. The Empire sent too many old guys for this battle, and they were obviously not qualified.

With the "Happy Valley of the Laughing God" as the center, this star region has a total of six large webway entrances and exits that can reach Comoros within a day.

After discussing with Hades, Mortarion and Hades unanimously decided to blow up four entrances and exits of the Webway, leaving only two.

The army led by Malcador (the Spellbinder's private army) was allowed to attack Comoros directly from a large webway entrance and exit, and the Dark Angels were also deployed at the same webway entrance and exit.

If Malcador hopes to enter Comoros to get a share of the pie, he will not be able to station troops at the exit of the Webway due to his small number of troops. At the same time, the Dark Angels will help the Primarch complete the task of supervising Malcador.

Although Mortarion had some doubts about the ability of the Dark Angels, he couldn't ask the Death Guard to do everything due to the shortage of manpower.

The Primarch calmly glanced at the suppressed expressions on Luther and Malcador's faces. He had no interest in the twisted, complicated, and trivial feud between them. Mortarion turned around and continued his explanation.

The Mechanicus' army will then attack Commorragh together with the Death Guard and the Cult of Hades. They will be the main force to behead Slaanesh.

The meeting was brief and depressing, which was in line with the style of the Lord of Dark Clouds. Hades really skipped the entire strategic meeting.

After the meeting was adjourned, the two mortal commanders with little background ran away, leaving the old guys sitting in their seats with different expressions and slacking off.

【What else? 】

Death glanced at him, and Luther stood up and left the table first, staring at Malcador before leaving.

Malcador smiled, and a sealed folder appeared in his hand. He threw it to Mortarion, who took it swiftly and watched Malcador leave coldly.

As Malcador stood up, Kirkran also stood up, bowed apologetically to the Primarch, and then left the room.

Mortarion remained motionless, opened the folder with one hand, and saw a letter of complaint about the Isaniad sector. A small local land official reported that the large-scale project being carried out by the Mechanicus in the galaxy had seriously disrupted the work and rest of the local people.

The Primarch remained calm and continued to scroll down. He then saw various documents. In different star regions, the flow of Skitarii troops at port checkpoints increased by about 3.5%. Merchant ships were informed of the occupation of shipping routes and applied for tax reductions...

"what is this?"

Thirty seconds after the meeting ended, Hades arrived at the scene precisely.

Mortarion said nothing, and casually pulled out a few documents to show Hades. Hades opened them, took a look, then raised his head and blinked awkwardly.

"It seems that Malcador's monitoring of the fringe systems is far more rigorous than we thought. I expected him to find out, but I didn't expect there would be so much evidence."

[I look forward to the day when Nirvana completely replaces Malcador...]

Hades waved his hand,

"It cannot be replaced. It's OK in large star regions and star regions where the Mechanicus has taken root, but in other places, the implementation of Nirvana is greatly hindered. After all, it is ruled by man."

There are some critical star regions where Nirvana cannot be advanced, so Hades sends the red pirate Huron to deal with them. Huron is very familiar with such matters.

[He thought this project was aimed at him?]

The Primarch sneered and threw the last photo in the folder onto the conference table. In the photo, the Mechanicus was using some giant machine to tow a planet, and in the distance of the picture was a dim black star.

The technology from Phaos, [Planetary Pitcher], was first noticed by Hades on Terra.

They are going to send several planets filled with anti-psychic black stones to Comoros to help Hades in his battle.

After all, up to now, the only things that can store energy in Hades' black domain are Black Stone and a small number of soulless people.

"It looks like he thinks it might be."

Hades picked up the photo, turned it over, and saw the file code listed by Macador. This was the file code used by the Nirvana system and all officials could view it.

In Hades' memory storage block - Nirvana - Government Backup, he found the corresponding file of the code listed by Malcador. The Magic Patterner carefully smoothed out the rough edges of their project, making it even more difficult for the outside world to see what these oil guys were doing.

"But now he is suggesting that we use this work against Slaanesh."

Hades and Mortarion looked at each other. This was originally used to deal with Slaanesh... There was someone else to deal with Malcador.

"Do you think he found out?"

Hades was vague.

Mortarion's expression looked negative. The Primarch signaled Hades's Black Domain to be fully opened, and then took out a letter.

【Guilliman's.】

Mortarion said, "I wish to speak to you about this matter as well."

Hades looked up in confusion. What was going on? He didn't think Mortarion would still be upset about Macragge ten thousand years ago. Barbarus was more beautiful now, and the current Primarch was no longer the stubborn being who only focused on the details.

"Ok?"

Hades responded as he opened the letter. He saw the familiar handwriting of Guilliman - after not seeing him for thousands of years, Robert's handwriting had become sharper and thinner, but the overall layout looked more moderate and smoother.

【To the Clouds:

Spread the letter good.

Things are going well here, but I spoke to Crow yesterday and we agreed that you need to be warned. Please forgive me for any offense.

Perhaps you have already noticed what I am about to write, or perhaps the Lord of Mankind and the Red One have suggested it to you in advance, but no matter what, I still want to remind you.

If the plan goes well, you will face the overthrow of a god, but this is only the beginning. Dealing with the corpse of a god will be more difficult than killing him. According to the laws of the subspace, the conceptual torrent that was originally restrained by it will immediately disperse, and it is very likely that it will find a new entity nearby to attach itself to.

】

"Um,"

Hades was silent for a moment.

"Sorry, Guilliman, I almost thought I was getting excited when you talked about psionics and gods."

【He studied very hard after that.】

Mortarion said calmly,

[I was also surprised at first, and I discussed this with Magnus - Magnus was also surprised, he thought that not every brother had psychic flashes, especially Guilliman.]

When discussing this on Barbarus, Magnus almost ejected himself from the sofa, and the Crimson Primarch was almost heartbroken.

He had preached psychic power to Guilliman countless times, but Guilliman always looked at him with a polite look that he thought was well concealed, but in fact it was looking at him as if he were a fool.

Ten thousand years later, not only did Mortarion surpass Magnus in psychic powers, but Guilliman was also about to surpass Magnus.

【It seems we underestimated him. 】

"My bad, I stereotyped you."

Hades said that even Mortarion accepted psychic powers, so nothing was impossible now, so he continued to browse.

【

Perhaps your plan is to let the Hades handle the scattered psychic energy and allow my offense, which is unrealistic.

On nights when the stars are clear, I often observe the Warp. I think the Hades can try to devour one-third of the volume of Chaos. Too much will cause the balance between the Warp and the physical world to be disrupted, and part of the Empire's territory will be thrown into the Warp due to the concentration difference. I don't think this is the picture you want to see.

】

“Maybe less than one-third.”

Hades took a brief moment to assess the situation.
"One fifth? If it's more, the Lord of Humanity won't have enough spiritual energy to suppress me."

【Don’t force it. 】

Mortarion said,
[If you can't eat... then let someone else come. This is exactly what I want to discuss with you. You read it first.] Hades nodded and continued to read.

【

So a large portion of concepts carrying power will be dispersed with the death of Chaos - what are you going to do about this, Death?

】

The word "death" was emphasized.

【

I suggest that the Hades break up the fragmented concepts that can be broken up, let them return to the turbulence of the subspace, and wait to re-condense autonomously after tens of millions of years. As for the remaining concepts that cannot be easily broken up or shaken, the Empire needs to actively find carriers for them.

Rather than letting them run rampant, it is better for us to take control of the reins of concepts ourselves.

This is the inspiration you gave me, Death, you let me see another possibility.

In the years since I took off the crown, I have been trying to find the whereabouts of our brothers. What makes me sad and angry is that our brother Phoenix is ​​likely in the hands of the emperor.

And the bats are also in the hands of the emperor. I don’t feel too sad about this. This may be a good thing for the bats.

The Phoenix is ​​the one among us that has the highest overlap with this god, followed by the Falcon, me, the Moon, and the Fire Dragon.

The moon and I both overlap in the symbols of domination and vanity, while the falcon and the dragon correspond to the extreme of desire - perhaps the wolf is also on this list, as none of us loves gourmet food more than he does.

But now I am probably the only one in Comoros.

The remaining concepts are likely to actively attach themselves to the Emperor - the God of Death. This is the Emperor's purpose. The greedy are like vultures, hovering around the dying gods. This is why you came to me.

I will settle my feud with the emperor before then, but where will the remaining concept go, Death?
】

Fulgrim and Curze are in Malcador's hands...

"That's a real problem."

Hades scratched his head.
"Is the subspace so complicated?"

[Don't worry, this matter has been resolved. Nirvana has recently mobilized a large amount of black stone reserves - for spiritual energy storage. ]

"what does that mean?"

[Feinus intends to help Fulgrim store the lost authority of Slaanesh in advance. ]

"????"

Mortarion watched as Hades' expression changed from confusion to shock.

"Wait a minute Finus??? When did Finus come back?!"

Mortarion decided to tell a little lie quietly to cover up the fact that he did not tell Hades about this matter at the first time. He hoped that it was the Lord of Mankind who told Hades about this matter, not him.

【I thought you knew.】

The Primarch said, [Your Nirvana system...]

The Emperor had stuffed a Primarch inside.

Hades' pupils trembled. He actually realized that something was wrong after Mortarion said that Finus had returned. Then he learned the bad news that the miracle of physics he had worked so hard to create was still completely stolen by the yellow-skinned man.

So is Nirvana's high computing power now due to the circuits - or the Primarch? !
If it was the original body's work, then is it necessary to create another Nirvana shell???

Taking a deep breath, a deep breath, Hades calmed down for a moment. Although he had known that the yellow-skinned man had poured psychic energy into it, he had not expected that his exquisite and painstaking Nirvana would be directly stuffed with the soul of a primarch.

"You'd better curse the yellow-skinned man to death now, Lao Mo."

Hades said, what else can the engineer do? In the end, he can only choose to forgive the bastard who ordered fried rice in the bar.

Mortarion was pleased to see that Hades had directed his wrath upon the right people, so he continued.

[After the Emperor is defeated, the Empire will ask him to hand over the remaining Primarchs, after which we can let Fulgrim come - or let the Lord of Mankind come in person.]

Hades nodded.
"Perhaps Malcador can also take on some of the responsibility...as long as his spiritual energy is not messed up again?"

[I don't think my brothers will allow him to gain power again.]

Hades thought about it and sighed, "That's right."

"And what did Guilliman want to warn you about?"

Hades held up the letter and continued reading.
【

It's not just this that makes me uneasy, "Death", I think you have already heard the legend of the Eldar. When the Eldar are completely destroyed, Death will kill Slaanesh and replace the youngest queen.

After much research, I believe that Slaanesh and Death are a pair of twin gods, one is resurrected, and the other is asleep. If you kill Slaanesh completely, then Death will definitely appear.

I am not sure if you are ready for this, but I need to warn you, Cloud, there is power in names, and your powers overlap in some ways with those of the sleeping Eldar God of Death.

What will happen to you, who are similar to His power, when the dead rise? I have no answer to this question. It is a question that only you can answer.

What is your answer?
No matter how you answer this question, Death, I will appear at that time with my army.

I wish you all the best.

——Son of Vengeance

】

Guilliman's tone became much gentler and more restrained, forming a sharp contrast with the sharp handwriting. The psychic knowledge contained in it made Hades think that he was talking to Magnus, but Magnus would never be so humble.

"..."

Hades was silent for a long time. He raised his eyes and read the letter again, word by word to the end. Just as Guilliman wrote, how to deal with the body of a god was a big problem.

He knew what Mortarion wanted to discuss with him.

"And what is your answer?"

Hades looked up at Mortarion, who had remained silent.

What do you think my answer will be?

In Hades' brainstorm, Mortarion? The Pale Lord would not be a primarch who is obsessed with power.

Hades was well aware of Mortarion's extreme pursuit of power, but after the suffering was over, Hades did not see much obsession with power in the Primarch.

Mortarion looked as if he couldn't wait to abandon all his duties and the army and return to Barbarus to stay quietly, without intending to do anything - like a butterfly resting on a branch, or mist stagnating in a field.

When you really reach the T0 level of combat power in this world, you realize that too much power is not a good thing.

“Take some and throw some away?”

Hades asked tentatively, but Mortarion smiled instead, with wrinkles piling up at the corners of his eyes.

[An ambiguous answer - it reminds me that you used to fool me like this before. ]

"fool?"

Hades cried,
"That's a wise answer. You were always depressed back then!"

【My fault?】

Death sneered.
[Now I am often depressed. No one can avoid being pessimistic and depressed under such a workload - except Guilliman. I miss Guilliman, even though he made a lot of mistakes before.]

"I miss Guilliman, too."

The two of them looked at each other and reached a consensus that this empire could not do without Guilliman.

Ten thousand years later, they both felt relieved.

No longer inferior to Guilliman or Macragge, the Primarch had long since stopped worrying about the Macragge tapestry in his office.

The more Mortarion worked, the more he realized one thing, which was why Hades wanted to win over Guilliman in the first place.

Even though he had made terribly wrong decisions regarding psychic powers before, this empire could do without Sanguinius, without Angron, without Leman Russ... but it could never lose Roboute Guilliman.

He even began to wonder if the Macragge Tapestry would psychically enhance the efficiency of government affairs - perhaps he should hang a tapestry from Macragge behind his office.

...No, forget it. Ten thousand years later, Mortarion thought he was slow enough, but he was still not as shameless as Hades was at the beginning.

It is better not to compete with Hades in this regard.

"So what do you want?"

【…】

This is an opportunity.

[Kill the Eldar Death God, and let the concept of extinction that he controls belong to me... the authority to destroy the race. ]

【and,】

The Primarch paused.
[There is another possibility, Hades, do you think the "God of Death" in the prophecy could be me? ]

Hades looked stern.

"Replacing the prophesied death?"

[Yes, you go and smash Slaanesh's twin brother, the God of Death, while I will take the fragment of the authority of the Eldar God of Death, kill Slaanesh, and fulfill the prophecy - if we comply with the prophecy, the warp will help us to the greatest extent.]

What they need to do now is first to be wary of Malcador, then Slaanesh, and the god of death that was born after Slaanesh's death. Even with Hades and Mortarion, a round-the-clock battle is still extremely disadvantageous to them.

And...will the other Chaos look at this sideways?

Mortarion tilted his head and stared into the deep space. Nurgle... No, He will not come. As the "chess piece" whom He once loved deeply, Mortarion knew that Nurgle would not come.

So, what about the remaining two?
Lord of Mankind...what are you doing?
"But I have a question,"

Hades said,

"Where can I find the Eldar Death God so that I can kill Him first?"

【…】

Oh, he seemed to have forgotten this question too.

(End of this chapter)