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

Chapter 772 215 Stop playing!

Chapter 772 215. Stop playing!
"Enjoy your life."

Hades smiled with his mouth but not his eyes, his black pupils staring at Neos who was playing on a spinning chair in the golden office.

"Concession, concession."

The Emperor said calmly, picking up Horus Lupercal's HH chess piece on his desk, and the small chess piece flew between his fingertips.

"Have a show?"

Neos asked tentatively, and then he watched Hades' face turn from white to red, and then from red to blue.

"I'm coming to your dam! You do the work!"

Hades walked over and slammed the table. Hundreds of carefully placed imperial chess pieces on Neos's table took off at the same moment.

"I did it."

The Emperor said calmly,
"The transformation of the first batch of Space Marines has been completed. I am now reviewing the gene-seed of the second batch of Space Marines. Perhaps Malcador is right. The genetic sequence of Sanguinius is too flawed. I have to redesign it."

“And now,”

Neos put down the Horus chess piece in his hand and picked up Guilliman's blue chess piece. These chess pieces of the Primarch, Malcador and Hades were the only different colors on this table full of gold.

"Now is the time to rest."

"You are quite free."

Hades sighed, pulled a chair for himself and sat down naturally. He came to talk about government affairs with Neos, and his hand subconsciously reached out to the little chess pieces on the emperor's table.

"I heard that Luo Jia is coming back?"

Hades asked tentatively. He didn't have golden bull syndrome, so he took Mortarion's chess piece, which was smaller than a knuckle. On its waist, the potion bottles were shining with liquid.

"He is still deep in thought."

Neos replied casually, putting Guilliman back and picking up the Sanguinius chess piece to play with again.

As if he had thought of something, Neos smiled.
"I don't favor the seventeenth child, but since he is the first child who learned without a teacher and sacrificed himself to me... maybe I should follow his wishes."

"He plans to come out and rebuild the dual religion?"

"perhaps……"

Neos said vaguely that he remembered Lorgar's ambition.
"Destroying a giant - that's not easy."

Hades looked at Mortarion's chess piece. Damn Neos, Hades discovered that the eyeliner of Mortarion's chess piece was gold - don't draw gold on a place like this!
This is the difference between the chess pieces held by different players. Hades is a party of old-fashioned and modified pieces, and is keen on traces of old age and modified pieces of any vehicle with light strips.

"I don't comment on this kind of thing, but I hope he'll let me review it after he finishes writing the part about the Dark Cult."

Hades said that he didn't want to hear any more words like Pluto's mercy that gave him goose bumps.

He didn't intend to listen to the Mechanicus' debate on what he was. Please just define a special individual among humans. Hades belongs to the Hades species, so just call him Hades.

In the teachings of the Hades Cult, he seemed to be stripped down to nothing but a tattered robe, and then had his hands nailed to a cross.

"You need to talk to him in person about this - at least now most of my descendants are more willing to listen to your advice than mine."

The emperor said as he pleased, but he was not upset by the meaning of these words.
"That's because I'm telling the truth—"

Hades chuckled, wondering who had wasted all of his 10,000 credit points, leaving him with a debt of 18,000.

"You're really awesome at thin coating, no, you're also hiding the color, buddy?"

Hades suddenly raised the chess piece and stared at it. Neos looked calm and confident.

"My true strength."

Hades put the chess piece away and was about to send a three-dimensional image to Mortarion to see his own little man, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Wait, you only paint these during work hours?!"

Hades suddenly stood up and slammed the table. Except for the Mortarion chess piece in his hand, all the other chess pieces on the table flew up and rotated.

Neos spread his hands.

"Evidence, Hades,"

He said calmly, standing up,
"Everything depends on evidence - if you don't have evidence... then I know a little about bribery."

Neos gently placed his hand on Hades' hand that was patting the table.
"I'll give you this Mortarion, and you can also pack up Guilliman and put in a few good words for him. What else do you want?"

Neos stretched out his other hand and held Hades's other hand so that Hades could hold the Mortarion chess piece.

"..."

Hades looked Neos in silence. He saw an extremely confident and unrestrained look. If it weren't for Pluto, this brown-skinned, long-haired, cheerful and smiling man would have been a great success in charming him.

The Emperor's neat white teeth blinded Hades.

"You think I can't apply it myself?"

"This involves the use of psychic powers - only Malcador or I can do this. Are you planning to go find Malcador?"

"..."

Hades coughed, then slowly sat back down and put away the Death Guard Primarch chess piece in his hand.
"I will not report to Guilliman this time."

Pluto acted as if nothing had happened and returned to his cheerful look.

Neos also smiled. Finally! He finally figured out Hades' preference. Haha, he still has the special edition of the golden Garo chess piece, the limited edition of the Half-Fallen Karas, and the collector's edition of the Ten Thousand Years of War Vorx... Let's see if he doesn't slowly knock Hades clean.

Only Hades couldn't think of it, and there was nothing Neos couldn't do. If it really didn't work, in addition to the bone-moth Mortarion, the demigod Mortarion also had a real big move - the gender-reversed version of the Mortarion chess piece.

When it comes to chess piece design and how to attract specific groups, no one knows better than Neos.

The atmosphere became harmonious, and the two of them chatted and laughed for a while. In fact, Hades' bottom line was also extremely flexible. As long as he had a little trick... to make Pluto relax, then he wouldn't mind chatting occasionally.

Just when Neos was about to successfully persuade Hades to have a chess piece battle that would last at least two days, Hades suddenly changed the subject and twisted away from Neos' trap.

"I'm afraid the undead will...what are your plans, Neos?"

Neos coughed, and the Chaos Tzeentch chess piece spinning in his hand had to stop for a moment.
"I've seen the industrial plans you and Finus made."

The emperor regained his former majesty, as if the person just now was not him.
"not enough,"

Neos said calmly,

"Not at all, unless the Imperium accepts a campaign of total destruction - then you can let the Mechanicus release devices that they have no control over, and both sides will perish."

"How do you plan to break the situation?"

"This is something that Robert Guilliman should worry about."

Neos said righteously, Hades, open your eyes, how can he be the king of the empire? The lord of the empire is Robert Guilliman now!
Hades didn't fall for this trick at all. He just stared at Neos calmly and speechlessly, as if if Neos didn't agree, he would call Guilliman over to sign a contract to sell him.

Neos could only cough awkwardly again, threw away the small Tzeentchian chess piece in his hand, and randomly pinched out a dead chess piece from the void.
"The Imperium does not need to face the Necrons in full force."

The little undead chess piece in Neos's hand rotates for one minute.

"No need to face the united Necrons either."

He looked at Hades for a moment, his eyes lowered, and then Hades raised his eyes again.
"Civil war, I know, we are already preparing for it here... I think the Necrons' civil war will be more detailed."

Neos spread his hands.

"You already know, so why are you asking me?"

Hades laughed.
"I'm afraid you'll become a riddle teller. What if you leak some information? Wouldn't that be the end of us?" Neos curled his lips and said nothing.

This time it was Hades' turn to speak.

"Besides that, when necessary... I think we can induce foreign races to fight. Tyran is an excellent choice, and the last complete Star God Outer One can also be used..."

"Outsiders?"

Neos paused for a moment.

That was the last surviving complete Star God. He fell into madness after devouring his own kind, and finally exiled himself to the outer part of the galaxy. Recently, according to the observation of the Mechanicus, it was the Outers outside the galaxy who changed the trajectory of the Tyranids entering the galaxy.

Even the huge Tyranid swarm is extremely afraid of a complete Outer Star God.

"correct,"

Neos sat up straight.
"How are you feeling lately, Hades?"

"Fortunately."

Hades answered truthfully. There had been no major wars in recent months, and there was no need to consume huge amounts of energy. In addition, he would go out to bask in the sun when he had nothing to do. Hades could feel that the Star God part of his body was stabilizing.

It seems that as long as Hades does not devour new fragments and maintains the energy intake, he can use the power of the star god stably and even overclock it.

And as time passed, it merged with the black domain, just like two originally incompatible liquids gradually mixing together.

Neos made a thoughtful sound. The Emperor actually told the truth this time.

"Human beings fusing Star God fragments is indeed one of the crazier things I have ever done."

Hades showed a look of contempt.

"Old Deng, you couldn't even guarantee that I would survive on Mars."

"What are you talking about? You are alive and well! How can you become so careless? The acquisition of power always comes with a price. Do you think you are the primarchs? Can you have a poor and helpless father who can give them power for free?"

Hades was too lazy to complain about the flaws in this. He was too shameless. Good job, Neos! He was too shameless!
If it were Mortarion, he would have already swung his scythe towards the Emperor's head.

"So you don't know my current situation."

"I suggest you consult Trazyn about this matter."

Neos answered fluently, what could he say about the Star God? Why not go to Trazyn? Did Hades want him to tell him again how he heroically slayed the dragon?
…Hades decided to skip this topic, seeing as he himself was the biggest victim/beneficiary of this experiment.

"That's all I can think of,"

Hades blinked, "But- I don't feel enough."

Neos nodded.
"It's not enough."

The emperor had a look of confidence in his victory.

"Besides these... there is another idea, Hades. The Necrons control most of the technology and power in the physical world, and the power that can match it - we need to go to the warp to get it."

"chaos?"

The Emperor shrugged. It was better not to count on Chaos. Perhaps there would be some big movement in another line of destiny - making Khorne and Nurgle too silent.

"I mean the Primarch."

Neos meant something.
“Although they have each obtained corresponding power and authority, except for Mortarion and Sanguinius, most of the remaining Primarchs are unable to fully use them. They still need war, pain, and blood to hone their skills. For them, the current environment of the Empire is too comfortable.”

“Heroes emerge from desperate situations.”

Hades took a deep breath.

"Where can I find an environment that is turbulent enough to put the Primarch in danger... We can't attack the Necrons now, or--"

"Oh,"

Hades looked at Neos, and there was a tacit understanding in their eyes.

"chaos."

Hades pondered for a moment, thinking that the Emperor wanted the Primarchs to push themselves and grow again before they could face the coming army of undead.

But it is obvious that in an era when Pluto and the Emperor sit in the physical world, Chaos will definitely not show up in the physical world again, so they have to counterattack the subspace.

But if we counterattack the subspace, Hades obviously won't be able to provide any effective help.

not to mention……

"I'm afraid I won't have enough time."

Hades said truthfully,
"The Necrons are gathering. If the Empire really takes the initiative to send troops to the Warp, I'm afraid that other territories will immediately break out into war with the Necrons. The Tyranids and the Necrons are eyeing them covetously. The Empire's main forces must be on standby at all times."

Neos spread his hands.
"That's the problem - maybe you can still try to piece together the fragments of the Old Saints, but - I don't recommend you to do so, because it is basically impossible."

Before the fall of Slaanesh, the probability that the Old Ones could be pieced together again was not zero, but Slaanesh was already dead, so it was probably impossible for the Old Ones to appear again.

Hades sighed again.
"Should I fight the Primarchs one by one? Or should I let them fight among themselves?"

Neos's calm eyes sparkled with wisdom.
"Individual power is limited. The breakthrough I'm referring to is more about self-transcendence in spirit and soul. If they just fight and struggle personally, they won't have many breakthroughs, Hades."

He couldn't just let Mortarion fake a great rebellion.

Hades thought speechlessly. He tried to talk to the Emperor again, but things came to a dead end. He also considered throwing the Primarchs into the Warp alone, but there was a high probability that the Primarchs would not agree.

After much discussion, the Emperor always maintained that the Lord of the Empire was not his dead pig, and took a rotten attitude towards Hades' confusion. For Neos, even if he was in power -

There is no perfect solution that can be preset and completed in advance. For the human empire, every battle has a chance of destruction, and the Emperor's countermeasure is also very simple -

Beat whoever comes. Beat whoever comes.

Finally, Hades sighed. Nothing was discussed. He decided to go back and continue working on the infrastructure. He wanted to raise the stats. As for the rest—

Hades thought Neos's countermeasures had a simple and practical beauty.

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[Eye of Silence]

[Nowhere…]

Gray Phoenix's dejected mumbling disappeared in the wind. Beside him, the silent Son of Steel Dantioch also remained silent.

Just like these vast, desolate and silent eyes.

Farther away, the stars are gazing at this place - the fate of the two will begin again here.

He couldn't wait any longer.

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【small theater】

Hades received a reply from Mortarion.

【ugly,】