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

Chapter 822 [264.] The long road to finding friends
'Assembly'

'Assembly'

'go ahead'

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"It's a little bad."

Hades made a succinct judgment, and beside him, Trazyn, who was holding a wine glass in his hand, nodded in agreement.

The two "newbies" were strongly advised by Orikan not to confront the Silent King head-on, so they chose to fight in a roundabout way. The ships under Pluto and the Infinite were split up, and ambush in the nebula as far away from the Silent King's army as possible with a small force that could be assembled quickly.

At the same time, the Silent King's fleet is frantically exploring them. Once they detect any trace of the existence of Hades or the Endless, the Silent King's army will come out in full force -

Kill Pluto at all costs.

As the eternal sun shifts by every second, if they do not retreat, it is only a matter of time before the Silent King's fleet discovers them, and the various planes they have jumped to have already been detected and blocked by the Silent King.

Even if Guilliman and his men were frantically delaying the Silent King's army on another front, the Silent King's primary bounty target would always be Hades, although the Silent King's army was now shifting to another front.

Hades knew that as long as he showed his face, the Silent King would definitely come back to kill him at all costs.

But...if we retreat further.

"Do you think it would be better for us to face Tyranid or the Silent King?"

Hades put his five fingers on the wine glass and asked this deafening question. According to the investigation, the Tyranid insect vein that suddenly headed towards the Eye of Silence was quite large -

Their scale is enough to deal a heavy blow to the human empire.

"Tyron."

Trazyn answered without hesitation, and the Necron's eyes flashed green.

"The nature of the Tyranids means that it is easy for us to determine their tactics. We only need to occupy a small area with little biomass, and then let the Tyranids sacrificed in this area be more than the total biomass in this area - the Tyranids will automatically bypass us."

"good idea."

Hades said that he thought so too, and he had fought with the Tyranids before, but he led the greenskins.

His own Black Domain also has a restraining effect on Tyranids who direct communications through similar psionic means (Shadows of the Warp).

"but--"

The Endless suddenly stretched out its voice, and its huge face floated above the densely packed Tyranid fleet on the star map.

"I have a question - Hades, I am worried that the Tyranids will be interested in you."

"?"

A question mark popped up in Hades' mind. The Silent King wanted his life, and the Chaos Primarch from the Empire also wanted his life - why did the Endless still say this now that a Tyranid had come?
"You are the pinnacle of human genetic engineering,"

Trazin looked at Hades;

"And it also incorporates the power of the Star God. Both are creations of the purely physical world, conforming to logic and laws, which means they are replicable to a certain extent. Hades, replicability - I think Terran would be fascinated by this."

"..."

Hades opened his mouth and suddenly remembered the ancient Terra passbook that had been dormant in his mind for many years - in the original book, when Tyranid attacked Baal, it seemed that he wanted to take a bite of Sanguinius' body?

And in terms of physical strength, Hades's body strength alone has reached the same level as the Primitive.

It’s broken. It’s hard to say.

Hades pondered for a moment,
"Tyron is followed by the Outer Ones. They are fleeing, so they won't fight with us in one place. Besides... I think my attraction to Tyron is not as high as my hatred towards the Silent King."

As for the fragments of the star god, the Tyranids can also devour other fragments, and they don't necessarily have to take a bite of Hades.

Furthermore...

"If we don't face Tyranid directly... do you plan on us facing the Silent King directly?"

"..."

Trazyn was silent, Hades was silent, and the friends looked at each other in bewilderment.

Even after defeating the Storm King, the Silent King still has the strength to challenge the Human Empire in a one-on-one duel - this is the value of Szalak, the last and greatest pope.

"I'll go set the ship's target coordinates now."

Trazyn said suddenly, Hades turned around, watched the Endless leave, then turned again to look at the star map.

The Empire and the Chaos Empire are attracting the Silent King's firepower on another front, while Hades and the Infinite's team are about to engage in a firefight with the Zerg. Of course, they will not fight with the Tyranids for too long, as the Zerg, eager to escape, will enter the war zone ruled by the Silent King as soon as possible.

On Hades' side, he asked Finus to explore the way. This situation was not optimistic for Pluto and the Endless. They needed to reunite with the Empire as soon as possible.

At the same time, you must not be discovered by the King of Silence.

"Tyron..."

Hades pondered, it shouldn't be that difficult to defeat. When he first met the Tyranids, he directly used the Black Domain to cut off the Tyranid communications of an entire planet. At the same time, the Star God's lightning was enough to deal with them.

But the only thing to be careful about is... I hope the Tyranids have not evolved in the anti-Pluto direction.

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"…We're going to find him, Mortarion, don't worry."

The first rebel [Mortarion] read the letter in his hand expressionlessly, and a fierce chaotic flame ignited in his palm, engulfing the paper in an instant.

Beside him, Mortarion stood still, the scythe in his hand flashing a cold light.

There is no one else here, except for the herald who is necessary to maintain communication with the battlefield, and the other Death Guard high-ranking officials are not here.

Therefore, the two Mortarions had not spoken to each other for seven hours. They did not need to talk - because there was no need.

And the war is about to begin.

Now, except for the two Mortarions who arrived at the front line the latest, the rest of the Primarchs and the combined forces of the Chaos Primarchs have already begun fighting with the Silent King's troops. Mortarion does not know what the situation is on the other fronts, but he will firmly control the battlefield on his side.

Never let the first rebel control the battlefield.

Of course, the first rebel thought so too.

Then white mist rose.

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[No. 236-β War Zone]

charge! ! !

Krieg's gas mask was already in tatters, but he was still sprinting. He knew that there would be no resurrection this time. This time, his squadron was sent to a more marginal location, and therefore away from the maximum range that could be covered by the protection of the god of death.

After being resurrected by the Grim Reaper, most of Krigmid's comrades seemed a little confused, but Mid was not too surprised, because the red-haired Hades priest Reina had told him that the Grim Reaper had the power of "death" - so refusing death was to be expected.

However, the rest of the Krieg reacted extremely badly to this, and some even felt horrified, thinking that the God-Emperor had rejected their sacrifice, that the God-Emperor did not need them, and that their sins were not forgiven.

After the war, the commissars had to repeatedly educate the Kriegs to make them believe that they were not denied death.

Even so, the Kriegs ultimately chose to stay away from the Death's War Zone.

Krieg Mid understood and accepted the decision of his comrades. It was indeed difficult to accept multiple resurrections. Even the tough Krieg would feel overwhelmed and mentally confused after being resurrected multiple times.

Even though he had some small regrets - Mid was worried that he would not be able to live to see Lena and the child Krieg again.

Because of the characteristics of the Cult of Hades, they generally do not fight alongside legions with strong psychic powers. Even though the Death Guard are the Cult of Hades' frequent partners, in situations where the psychic powers of the Primarchs are extremely needed to assist the battlefield, the Cult of Hades generally does not appear on similar battlefields.

They would leave a team of Soulless Elites beside each Primarch to ensure final control.

As a result, Cthulhu Reyna and her children now fight alongside the Ultramarines Legions in the adjacent sectors.

It is worth mentioning that although Roboute Guilliman himself is currently the most powerful psyker in the entire empire, he still has not learned how to use psykers to assist his legion, and the Ultramarines are also confused about how to use psykers to assist the legion in combat. They seem unable to imagine how the Primarch can use psykers to help them fight better.

You can't possibly spit out white mist from your mouth like Mortarion, right?
The limit of the Ultramarines' imagination was when Roboute Guilliman stood at the front and drew his sword, and then golden light began to shine on them, and everyone's morale soared.

The Ultramarines' lack of imagination in psychic power makes them one of the few legions in the Empire that does not rely on psychic power to assist in combat. In addition, there are the Iron Hands. The Iron Hands rely on machines, and under the influence of the Mechanicus, most of the Iron Hands believe in Om Messiah and Hades. Therefore, on this battlefield, the Hades is more inclined to assist these two legions, as well as the Mechanicus, to try their best not to suppress their allies with their anti-psychic characteristics.

It’s a pity that I didn’t get a good look at Reina at the end.

Mead thought, the last thing he could think of besides drawing his sword was this sentence.

The sky is as dark as ink.

He faced the Necron warrior, suddenly bent down in the most extreme posture to avoid the Gauss ray, and the sword in his hand flashed green light with a buzzing sound in the noisy battlefield, drawing an arc of light - and chopped it hard!
throat!
Just like chopping a piece of extremely hard solid earth, Krieg gritted his teeth and exerted force, but just as he was about to chop the Necromancer in half, the ground suddenly trembled. The ominous vibration made Krieg realize that something was wrong at the first moment.

The attack comes from below!

Krieg made a prompt decision and released the sword stuck on the Necromancer's waist. He suddenly leaped in the direction where the vibration was the lightest. At the first moment when he was in the air, a huge greedy mouth broke out of the ground and rushed straight into the air!
It's the underworld centipede!
The cold light between the claws of the underworld centipede reflected through Krieg's eyepiece. After rolling awkwardly on the ground for a few times, Mead hurriedly crawled and found the nearest shelter.

Krieg knew that he could not escape death, so without hesitation, he reported his and the Underworld Centipede's location directly to the Crusader-type Land Raider behind the front line.

Before long-range support arrived, he had to hold back the Underworld Centipede and prevent it from burrowing back into the ground.

The Krieg who was still alive beside Mead was the first to realize Mead's idea. The Kriegs gathered together tacitly, ready to delay time with their lives and sacrifices.

Mead, who was closest to the Centipede, would be the first to be sacrificed, but this was an objective fact. Mead pulled out the fragmentation grenade from his waist and pulled away -

In front of him, the underworld centipede stabbed at him with its sharp claws!

A streak of blood suddenly cut through the darkness and cut off the high-raised head of the Underworld Centipede. The next moment, the chain tightened and the blood sickle circled and flew back into the hands of its owner.

? !
Mid suddenly turned around and saw the figure of a Blood Helm Space Marine—Space Marine?! Are there Space Marines coming to support this battlefield?!
He wanted to ask something, but the next moment, the blasphemous marks and breath on the Space Marine's helmet made Mid take a few steps back in caution. The Space Marine without a helmet ignored him. [Vox] strode over, crushed the corpse of the Hades Centipede, and moved straight forward.

Mead stood there, and after a moment of silence, he quickly cancelled the long-range support to the rear. Krieg picked up the sword he had just discarded and followed the Space Marine directly.

In the distance, the laughing snake demon and the slow guy also joined the battle.

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“Damn it! Why is the intensity so high in this small battlefield?! Isn’t this place marked as [lowest priority]?!”

Curled up in the trench dug by Krieg, Lady Psyche was trying to squeeze her snake tail into this small space without any mood. Beside her, Typhus and Vox were huddled in an even more cramped posture. Vox simply lay on his side to squeeze himself into this small trench.

The Necrons are now bombing indiscriminately, so it's best to hide. Being hit by high-energy Gauss rays from the sky is no joke. The Necrons' Gauss weapons have a kind of beauty of equality for all beings. Once hit, you will die.

"…It may be because of the geographical location, so it is the lowest priority."

Typhus said calmly:

"Although there are no Space Marines, their Astra Militarum is very strong."

Far stronger than the Chaos Empire's Astra Militarum.

Lady Psyche fell silent, her face changing from gloomy to happy. Typhons' words were a reminder to her. Indeed, after the contact, she found that the combat power of the mortals in this empire far exceeded that of the Chaos Empire.

But others might not discover at first that the battlefields where the Chaos Primarchs appear are mostly the most intense battlefields, which means that they will probably only send out Space Marines.

The state of mankind is bound to the state of the Lord of Mankind - this is a secret discovered only by the First Rebel, Lady Psyche and Typhons. The rest of the Chaos Primarchs mostly look down on mortals and do not carefully observe their joys and sorrows.

If they carefully study the mortals of the Chaos Empire, they will find something extremely terrifying, that is, these mortals have permanently lost one emotion - pain.

This could only be the work of the Dark Lord. Even Guilliman could not go to such an extent to permanently remove an emotion from the human race.

"They love war and are willing to die for the empire."

[Vox], who had been silent before, spoke. Lady Psyche seriously suspected that this guy had just chanted Hades again and then fainted.

The buzzing of the Scourge Scythes was fading away. Vorx pulled himself out of the ground with great difficulty. He turned his head and looked at the corner of the tunnel, where he saw the little guy who had been following him in the previous battle.

"come over."

[Vox] said, and at the same time he raised his blood sickle, which was deeply embedded in the ground, blocking the filth flowing out of Lady Psyche and Typhons.

Mead knew that the Khorne believer was calling him, but he stood there motionless, undecided. He wasn't sure whether he should shoot the Khorne believer directly or go over and hit him with a shovel.

[Vox] was silent for a moment, then he took out the three-headed hellhound statue from around his neck.

"For Hades, come here, soldier."

Now Mead believed that [Vorx] was an Imperial Space Marine whose armor was stained with blood because he had killed too many people, because there was indeed no Chaos believer who dared to call out the name of Hades - even though the two Chaos creatures behind him seemed to have just gasped and immediately hid deeper.

Krieg walked over and gave the Skyhawk salute.

After hesitating for a moment, [Vox] awkwardly returned the Sky Eagle salute.

"What do you want to know, my Lord?"

"What are you wearing around your neck? I noticed that many of you are wearing them."

"The blessing and protection that Hades gave us before attacking Slaanesh,"

Krieger said, pulling out his donut-shaped necklace, and he saw [Vox] frown, as if wanting to take a closer look at it.

"You have seen him, then?"

"I saw him in the hospital for wounded soldiers. He came to visit us."

"..."

"Good, how do you feel...how is he?"

Mead was stunned. Although he was someone who had witnessed Pluto with his own eyes, Krieg's poor adjectives and language did not allow him to say anything, and he did not know what to say.

"Very good," Mid hesitated for a moment, "very powerful, but very good to us," he remembered Reina's description of Hades, "He is merciful."

This answer silenced the Blood Helmet Space Marine. He stared at Krieg for a long time. Where the horns used to grow, there were only two wrist-sized scars on his head, and it looked like they had just healed.

"kindness."

[Vox] repeated it oddly, then waved his hand and shook his head, motioning Mead to leave, his eyes twitching as if he wanted to show a kind expression but failed.

Mead didn't plan to leave. He hesitated and wanted to say something. At this moment, Political Commissar Yilan suddenly shouted, rushed out from the corner, and grabbed Mead tightly. His hand was very strong, and he dragged Mead behind him, and stepped sideways to block Mead.
"May I ask you are?"

Ilan smiled and looked at the Chaos Space Marine.

"Sir, please forgive me. I'm sorry we didn't receive the order for support."

[Vox] looked down and saw that there was also a vague darkness on Commissar Ilan's chest, but it was not as close to Hades as the black stone decoration. He saw that it was a tattoo with "HADES" printed on it.

"We are just passing by, we have no ill intentions, and we are here to help you fight."

Vox said briefly.

Yilan just smiled, he had just reported the appearance of Chaos on the battlefield. As a political commissar, he knew that the Empire would cooperate with a part of the blasphemous Chaos, but the prerequisite was to receive a cooperation order. If he did not receive such a thing, then it would prove that the existence in front of him was a spy sent by Chaos.

“Thank you for your understanding,”

Political Commissar Yilan said slickly,
"Then we won't disturb the adults' rest. We also hope that the adults can understand us. Life is not easy."

Mead spoke up at this time.

"political commissar,"

He tugged at the hem of Political Commissar Yilan's clothes, ignoring the murderous look in the young commissar's eyes.

"He asked what Hades was like. As I recall you weren't a Galasper, Commissar?"

Yilan was stunned for a moment, then coughed a few times and laughed again.

"I am indeed a Galaspar. Pluto came to Galaspar ten thousand years ago and provided environmental construction and assistance to Galaspar. Up to now, the purest and most loyal soldiers in the Galaspar star region still come from Galaspar."

"But none of us have seen him for a long time, and the Galapagos who did are long gone."

After adding these words in a hurry, Yilan bowed and hurriedly pulled Mead away, but Mead felt that something was missing, so he shouted to the Blood Helm Space Marine,
"You can ask the Hades priests this question! The Hades priests I know are all familiar with Hades!"

Okay, that’s it.

The test is over, I wish you all a safe journey.

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(End of this chapter)