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

Chapter 820 [262.] The Unnoticed
Karas left cursing, and before leaving he spat at Typhons again and cursed Hades.

He also said that since no one could fight him, no one should disturb his sleep and he wanted to go back to catch up on his sleep.

However, behind his receding back, the deck became filled with a desolate atmosphere. The four men looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Mortarion could have made up for Karas and killed the opponent, but unfortunately Karas's friendly fire was not turned off, so Mortarion was not in a very good mood.

They could only stare at each other in silence, and reached a rare tacit understanding in the silence. The engine of the [Fourth Knight] was still roaring on the deck, but the commanders returned to their cabins.

………………

【you……】

Behind Karas, mist rose and a towering human figure appeared. Mortarion stood up silently.
【I didn't expect you to be so angry. 】

Karas rolled his eyes. After returning, the veteran did not choose to "catch up on sleep", but ran to his lounge to rummage through the drawers. The war was about to begin. He placed the sickle wrapped with the lantern beside him, and Karas dug out something from the papers in front of his desk.

Then, without even looking at it, he threw it back to Mortarion.

The paper floated lightly in the air, and the Primarch reached out to grab it hastily. He got the photo, which was a very old photo. It was a photo of Hades during the Barbarus period, before he was transformed. It looked like a candid photo, and the young boy was squatting on the edge of the field in a daze, with his hair sticking up, looking like a silly child.

【? 】

Mortarion was greatly shocked. The camera on Barbarus was an extremely rare item, and would only appear occasionally among the confiscated relics of the alien lords, so it could only be borrowed. This might be the only photo that recorded Hades as a mortal during the Barbarus period.

【Did you take this photo?】

Karas made a sound similar to vomiting. He didn't turn his head and was still concentrating on rummaging through his junk box.

"It was a relic of Herrera. Her sister gave it to me and told me to give it to Hades. I forgot."

In fact, Karas, who was at odds with Hades at the time, had no intention of giving the photo to Hades at all. It was not an important thing, so Karas directly stuffed the thing into a corner. Later, he fell out with Hades and was pressed into the Dreadnought. His own belongings were thrown into the Stasis Stand and then released by Mortarian.

Ten thousand years have passed by now, and he couldn't yell at Hades at this time, "Hey! I forgot to give you the relic of the woman who chased you!"
You can't just flush this thing down the toilet.

But after seeing Lady Psyche and Typhons today, Callas decided to take out the photo and leave the trouble to Mortarion.

"Those humanoid creatures reminded me of me. Here they are for you. If you don't want them, give them to Vox and have him paste the photo in his extremely thick diary as the only historical record of Hades's mortal period."

If this photo was discovered by the Mechanicus or the Hades, it would surely cause unimaginable bloodshed, but Karas handed it directly to Mortarion. After all, for him, looking at Pluto's shit every day was torture enough.

This photo... Mortarion looked at it carefully. Hades was indeed the one who had changed the most among the three of them. At that time, he might not have reached Hades' current knee height.

Found it, Karas thought, and he picked up the black stone bead necklace with great disdain. A cold black six-thorn skull hung on it.

This was something Hades gave him later. Each black stone bead was infused with enough black domain concentration and could be directly stuffed into the magazine as a bullet. Karas directly smashed the necklace at a Nurgle demon, and that demon would definitely scream and explode.

Karas remembered that he had no intention of taking this shit, and he cursed Hades for being an idiot for giving a psychic an anti-psychic device that couldn't be turned off.

But Hades insisted on giving it to him, and unfortunately, Karas was no match for Hades. Karas fell to his knees under the pressure of Hades and couldn't even run away.

Karas wrapped the long chain around his left hand, which was not holding the sickle or staff.

The experienced psychic has a hunch that this battle with the opposing empire will be extremely unfriendly to psychics, so he must have equipment that can block strong psychic shocks at critical moments.

Such devices are available within the Death Guard, but none of them are better than the beads crafted by Pluto himself.

Ordinary psychics, or even ordinary people, cannot equip this super-powerful anti-psychic equipment, because the mere existence of this thing near the soul is a torture.

【I will give the copy to Vox.】

Mortarion said, putting the photo away, but looking out of the room warily.

"what happened?"

[…It’s okay. What do you think of them? ]

"What can we do?"

Callas turned around nonchalantly, raised his eyebrows,

"Hades was killed in seconds. How much trouble can it cause? In my opinion, they simply have no intention of staying alive. Since they already know the physique of Hades, they still want to get close to him... I think you should consider how to cooperate with them to defeat Guilliman together."

[Which Guilliman are you talking about? ]

"Does it matter?"

【…】

Makes sense.

Mortarion thought calmly, but he still felt unhappy. This unhappiness still came from the fact that he had to live under the same roof with his enemy for the time being, and that self even wanted to replace Mortarion.

"If I'm right,"

Karas said that Mortarion told him a lot about the fate line. After all, he is the fucking commander of the Death Guard!

"The Death Guard over there came here to complete the mission they failed to complete that year... to kill Guilliman, or maybe even the Emperor. As for seeing Hades, it was probably to fulfill his last wish."

【It won’t be that simple. 】

Mortarion's gas mask spewed poisonous gas.

[If they just wanted to kill Guilliman, they wouldn't... wouldn't behave like this. I think Guilliman has already noticed his abnormality - their real target is Hades, not Guilliman.]

"That's not something I can worry about."

Karas sneered.
"And maybe it's just that simple, Mortarion... You have never been contaminated. Emotions contaminated by Chaos will be amplified. It's that simple. You can no longer use common sense to think about their behavior. People who fall into the path of Chaos will be bound by certain emotions or obsessions."

"and,"

Callas laughed.

"You are worrying too much, Mortarion. Are you sure Hades will not kill them directly after seeing them? When have you ever seen Hades show mercy to those tainted by Chaos?"

[…He saved you last time.]

"You were the one who kept trying to persuade him! Mortarion, you are the one who is soft-hearted. If you hadn't persuaded that idiot, I would have been shot dead by him! Didn't you see that the muzzle of his gun was almost hitting my brain? Didn't you see the expression of disregard for his relatives on his face? Emperor, I could have seized that opportunity to end my miserable life!"

Karas suddenly laughed strangely twice, predicting and interrupting Mortarion's argument in advance.

"Hades will never show mercy. If he had been superior to you in terms of control over the legion or combat power, Mortarion, I would have died immediately without any hesitation. The only reason I'm still alive is that the leader of the Death Guard is a fucking soft-hearted idiot, God of Death, don't you realize that this idiot Hades not only has no personal emotions in his judgment of things, but also often prefers to solve problems by killing everyone/exploding everyone?"

【…】

Karas was speechless as he watched Mortarion's expression turn gloomy. He didn't understand where Mortarion came up with the idea that Hades was kind and soft-hearted. Was it just because Hades liked Macragge and the Ultramarines, and Guilliman looked very kind?

Guilliman does hesitate in some matters out of kindness and love for his people, though this is rapidly decreasing along with his hair after he became Lord of the Empire.

Karas could point out without hesitation that Hades was definitely not the image that Mortarion described him as, and if he had to choose who Hades resembled, Karas would definitely choose the Emperor. The Lord of Mankind and Hades were essentially birds of a feather, both complete bastards who could return to their cheerful state in a short period of time after making an extremely cruel choice.

Would Pluto cry for those who were sacrificed? Of course, but did he ever show mercy? Not once! He never hesitated.

If you must say, the only difference is that the Emperor did not experience a period of weakness, while Hades did and made several friends during this period.

Callas was unfortunately one of them.

"So you don't have to worry about the Negative Psychic Ogryn at all. Don't tell me you've ever fantasized that the Negative Psychic Ogryn thinks the fate line on the other side is very good and chooses them or something - Death! Look at how they are corrupted by Chaos! Hades will never let them go! Short-term silence is just him making concessions for the greater good."

"The only thing that can't go wrong is on our side, you, the Grim Reaper."

"As long as we hold steady here, when the time is right, Hades will take action before you and me and wipe out Chaos. The one among us who is most willing to kill Chaos is Hades, not you and me. When have you ever seen him show the slightest emotional fluctuation towards a being infected by Chaos? Damn it, he didn't even have anger when he killed those Chaos believers, it was just like killing a fucking bug!" Silence, Mortarion was silent. After taking seven deep breaths, he spoke hoarsely.

[Provocation... I am deliberately provoking myself. Thank you, Karas, I should calm down.]

"hehe."

Karas sneered again.
"So you will be moved to start reviewing official documents?"

[No, Karas, I just want to thank you for your guidance. Okay, I'm going to find Vox.]

"Your mother!!!"

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

"binggo~"

Snake scales scraped across the deck, and Lady Psyche hissed and straightened up, walking around the restrained mortals and blood in the room, proudly holding up the piece of paper in her hand.

“I copied it.”

That was the photo that Karas had just shown Mortarion.

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Mortarion took the photographic paper handed over by Lady Psyche in silence.
[Have you been discovered?]
"maybe,"

Lady Psyche hissed, turning her head.

"I don't understand why he didn't take action. Maybe he didn't want to have a direct conflict."

Mortarion laughed twice when he heard this. He had already put on his poison mask.

[A head-on confrontation? That Karas is merciless.]
But he also cursed Mortarion, so the atmosphere became more subtle. If he had only cursed the First Rebel and his group, the First Rebel might have been able to do something.

"￥#@*..."

Typhons, who was sitting by the fireplace with his knees hugged, muttered something, but no one could hear it clearly.

"The other one, you are too good at scolding."

Lady Psyche swam over and patted Typhons on the head with her snake tail.

"I remember now, you were also good at scolding, how did you become like this?"

Typhons said nothing, but lowered his head even more.

[We have all changed.]
[Mortarion] said, looking at the young Hades in the photo, he looked very healthy.

Lady Psyche pretended to comfort Typhons for a while, then sighed.
"It's not that good actually. I can't even call his name right now. I'm really worried if I can see his face clearly when the time comes."

[You need to completely switch to the perspective of the physical world,]
The only rebel who had faced Pluto directly spoke softly, still pondering the photo in detail.

[The psychic view of him is... terrifying.]
"Is it as scary as his corpse?"

[This is not the same fear... Herrera, you can't expect to overcome it easily.]
"Then tell me how to switch to the physical perspective?! Mortarion! You didn't sacrifice everything at the beginning, and you still have a body in the physical world, but we have none of that!"

[......]
"Oh my god, I just wanted to see what he looks like now. Do you have to punish me like this?"

As Lady Psyche spoke, the beads covering her body began to glow. The strong stimulating potion was injected, and the beloved of Slaanesh breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can mind-control a mortal in this world to see him, and transform a mortal into your original appearance."

Typhons, who had been silent for a long time, suggested,
"No!"

Madame Psyche screamed,

"I want to see him! In person!"

[Mortarion] turned his head and looked at Lady Psyche who was arguing with Typhons unilaterally.
[What are you going to do when you see him, Herrera?]
Lady Psyche suddenly turned around and giggled, her hair breaking free and fluttering wildly in the air.

"kill him."

Lady Psyche answered without any hesitation, as if the answer had been decided thousands of years ago.

The smile on her lips widened, almost reaching her ears, and her sharp fangs were exposed, as if she was happy with this answer.
"Don't you ask him if he loves you?"

Typhon's voice, as tiny as a fly, sounded faintly.
"Why should I ask?"

Lady Psyche chuckled.

"It is enough that I love him. He will sleep beside me forever. His only thing has been taken away by me. From now on, he will only look at me day and night, only look at me, and I will respond to him with the most sincere love in the world. I will give him anything he wants... He said the bed was hard, so I found the softest silk and satin in the world... The most sincere love in the world does not need a response, it only needs eternal companionship."

The chief rebel bowed his head and listened to Lady Psyche's words in silence.

What if you can't kill him?
Lady Psyche suddenly got stuck.
"Then let him kill me,"

She said somewhat gloomily,

"But will I be the only person he kills? No! I need to be his only one at least. Damn it, I hope that when I see him, there won't be any other lover or sweetheart standing next to him. No matter if it's male or female, mutant, orc, robot or alien, I will definitely go berserk."

"Hey! Wait, don't just laugh at me, what about you guys?"

"I would be happy to help you fulfill your wish... Herrera, I think you will treat him well."

Typhons said incoherently,

"But I want him to scold me first."

"Scold you?!"

"Scold me."

Typhons said this gloomily, and then he was unwilling to speak anymore.

[Mortarion] pondered, he seemed to completely understand his two friends, life in chaos had completely changed them.

[Perhaps we can look at the people he interacted with before we met him.]
Anyway, their real enemy is [Guilliman]——

The chief rebel suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at the familiar scene in the center of the room.

In the room where they were chatting, a mortal with numb eyes was kneeling in the middle of the room - there was nothing special about him, the only hard requirement was that he had to be a believer of the Empire, not a believer of a specific Chaos.

Every six minutes, Lady Psyche would torture this person with potion and observe his reaction. If Lady Psyche was not there, then the matter would be the responsibility of Mortarion and Typhons.

But as they got further and further away from the Chaos Empire, they had to intensify the torture, so much so that the mortals in the room had been replaced several times.

But now, the mortals' reactions are a little different.

He remained numb, and a muscle on his puppet-like face was twitching.

what does this mean?
This means that on Terra, the Lord of Mankind, who is pierced through the Golden Throne, is gradually becoming active.

"good idea!"

Neither Lady Psyche nor Typhons noticed this subtle change. Lady Psyche shouted,

"I'm leaving right now! I'm going to see if he has a lover or a sweetheart here!"

"...I also want to go and persuade [Vorx] again...He told me before that he would cross the fierce battle zone of the Necrons to find him."

(End of this chapter)