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

Hades' starting stance as he raises his scythe.

"Don't worry about me, I'll just stall for a while, I'll run away later too."

"Go report this immediately, or we'll all die."

Below were the rest of the rebels. Hades was certain that if he let Lazar escape, it would be a one-sided massacre of the rebels.

He planned to stall for time, and if he was lucky, until Mortarian reinforcements arrived.

—If you're unlucky, then slow down time as much as possible, and then fake your death or jump off a cliff to escape.

But this could very likely cause his already poor interpersonal relationships to deteriorate further.

Mortarian, you better hurry up and get here, don't let me fake my death to escape, that would be too embarrassing.

The monster, already at its wit's end, roared and pounced on Hades, its thick, twisted claws aimed fiercely at Hades' head!

Hades roared and blocked the oncoming claws with his scythe. The force of the impact made his arms go numb, and the scythe handle, specially reinforced with fine steel, even sparked from the impact!

"Run! Herrera!"

"run!!!"

Here's a picture of a Barbarossa girl.

Chapter 9: Battle against Lord Lazar

Hades, wielding his scythes in both hands, desperately withstood the lord's slashing blow; the two were locked in a fierce stalemate.

Herrera's figure gradually disappeared from sight, and Hades secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he could not let his guard down in the face of the psionic lord Lazar.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too great; one mistake could mean Hades paying with his life.

As if realizing Hades's scheme to have Herira call for reinforcements, Lord Lazar's twisted and ugly face revealed a distorted expression that was almost mocking.

"You fragile piece of trash, you won't even last until that monster arrives. Your weak body will be torn to shreds!!!"

Hades gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling from the effort, but he still managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Lazar, but you've already lost, haven't you?"

Lord Lazar instantly flew into a rage; his blood-stained and battered body proved that he was on the losing side in the battle against Mortarion.

Suddenly, a sharp claw emerged from the lord's body, which was the size of a small car, and struck him with the force of lightning and wind, carrying a bloody stench!

Damn it! I shouldn't have provoked him! I had to be so cheeky again!

Hades immediately used his hook scythe to dissipate the force, rotating the scythe to neutralize the immense power. At the same time, he instantly jumped back to the right, and the claws, which gleamed with a green-black poisonous light like iron hooks, barely slashed past him.

so close!

That guy's claws are definitely poisonous; if you get scratched, you're probably going to die!

Damn it, the enemy has a max-level enchanted melee mage, how can he, a newbie who just left the starting area, fight against them?

Adrenaline surged, and Hades' mind raced as he carefully observed the terrain and his opponent, analyzing the current battle situation.

They were now on a mountain path, with a bottomless cliff on one side and a towering mountain wall on the other. Some rocks were piled up on the path, and a few dead trees jutted out from the mountain wall.

Aside from the fact that he might have a last-ditch escape by jumping off the cliff, the terrain didn't seem to be to his advantage; he even had to be wary of the lord throwing him off the cliff.

He stared intently at Lord Lazar, who was a beast that looked like a hybrid of a human and a tiger. His ugly, fat face was covered with drool-covered hair, and his body, which was the size of a small car, was covered with strange pits. The claw that had suddenly popped out just now had come from one of them.

Furthermore, on the back where the depressions are most concentrated, a strange stone the size of a fist is deeply embedded, currently emitting a dim green fluorescence.

Based on the Death Guard's previous investigation of Lazar, this was some kind of psionic amplifier obtained by the brutal lord through human sacrifices.

Lazar was originally just a minor lord in a peripheral region. After obtaining this stone, he won many wars between lords with his powerful psionic magic and gradually gained control of the Moral region.

What puzzles Hades is that Lazar did not use any psionic magic in his two attacks; he only relied on his physical body to launch the attack.

This strange behavior is completely inconsistent with Hades and his team's previous investigation into Lord Lazar.

Hades quickly came up with two theories. The first was that Lazar had deliberately used physical attacks to lure Hades into lowering his guard against psychic magic attacks.

The second possibility is that Lord Lazar was seriously injured in the previous battle with Mortarion and is currently unable to use psionic powers.

But Hades knew that Lazar was now a defeated opponent of Mortalian, and in his haste to flee, he wouldn't bother to leave any psionic reserves for a mere soldier like Hades, whom he considered insignificant.

Therefore, it is highly likely that Lord Lazar was injured in the previous battle with Mortarion and is unable to use psionic energy.

Hades prayed silently that the second possibility was the best option. It was still possible for him to defeat a melee mage who was low on health and had run out of mana.

At least, the chances of escaping are greater now.

Hades' brain was working frantically, and his actions didn't stop either. He was currently adopting a proactive defensive tactic, comically jumping around on the narrow mountain platform to dodge attacks from the opposite side.

He wielded his scythe, the massive blade cutting through most of Lazar's attacks. His claws collided rapidly with the steel blade, making a clanging sound and sending sparks flying.

When Hades could no longer dodge, he used his thickened elbows and calves to receive the attack. Bright red blood mixed with blackish-green venom splattered, staining the grayish-yellow mountain path along with Lord Lazar's blood.

While Hades was determined to play a solid defensive game to buy time, Lord Lazar became increasingly frantic.

Time is of the essence! We can't let that soldier hold out until that monster Mortalian arrives! He needs to escape!

If his psionic teleport hadn't been suddenly interrupted midway, and he hadn't had time to react, he wouldn't have let another soldier escape!

Lord Lazar was also in a state of panic. His sorcery, which he had always been proud of, had been destroyed by the monster Mortarion with his superb physical scythe. Knowing that further fighting would only lead to his death, he immediately looked for an opportunity to escape by teleporting away.

Even if Mortarian is incredibly powerful, what can he do? Without psychic magic, he can only watch helplessly as Mortarian escapes using psychic powers.

However, Lazar's sorcery, which he had always been proud of, suddenly malfunctioned. He had set the other end of the teleportation at the foot of the mountain, but during the teleportation, he suddenly felt his connection with the warp weaken.

Barbaros was originally a planet with a very thin barrier to the warp, which allowed psychic lords on the planet to easily draw power from the warp.

But suddenly, the connection with the subspace was severed, and the increasingly solid physical laws of the real world squeezed Lord Lazar, forcing him to stop the teleportation midway.

He was squeezed out of the short-range teleportation of the subspace, and when he came out, he saw Hades and Herrera clearing out the deserters behind him.

what is the problem? !

Not only that, he found his connection to the warp was becoming increasingly weak! He couldn't even concentrate his psionic energy to use a simple psionic spell!

No! No way!!!

what is going on??!

While fighting Hades, Lord Lazar was distracted by the countless forbidden books he had once read, and one forbidden word after another flashed before his eyes.

Finally, he found a word deep in his memory—

"untouchable" means untouchable.

Could it be that the small fry on the other side is an untouchable being?!

No, how could that be! The Untouchables are just old rumors. Even in the legendary Golden Age, there wasn't a single word about them!

Lazar was not an alien lord who believed rumors, but his increasingly fragile connection to the warp constantly reminded him that his soul was being slowly consumed ever since he began fighting the enemy minions.

No!!! Impossible!!! Aside from a monster like Mortarion!!! No lowly human could threaten Lazar!!!

They are trash! Weak insects! Utter weeds! They couldn't possibly be the kind of creatures described in the rumors!

Lord Lazar's exceptionally keen senses had already detected the trembling of Mortarion as he strode down the mountain path in the distance; time was running out!

That damned, jumping bug! A mere mortal who only knows how to use fragile physical attacks!!!

I, Lazar, am far superior to you!

Prepare to die!

Ignoring the already very weak warp connection, Lazar extended a pale, human-like hand from the hollow of his back. The space around the hand began to distort, and eerie white light crackled and flickered, condensing on the hand.

He was going to tear that bug to shreds in one blow!

Hades stared intently at the white light emanating from the hand, raising his scythe to protect his vital areas.

Because of his previous interactions with Typhon, Hades knew very well that if he turned and ran now, he wouldn't be able to escape the range of the psionic attack.

But... he might want to give it a try—

Run upwards!

He feigned a defensive stance, but in reality, he kept his eyes glued to a dead tree on the mountainside beside him.

He planned to leap up the instant the attack was launched, use his scythe to cling to the dead tree, and then use the momentum to swing up and avoid the attack!

If the impact of this spiritual energy attack is extremely strong, then the shockwave could even carry him to a safe area above!

Lazar certainly wouldn't turn around and finish off the attacker, because he was also trying to escape!

Even though Hades had previously defended against most of Lord Lazar's attacks, his slashed limbs had begun to twitch weakly, and the heavy bleeding made Hades feel dizzy.

Although he gritted his teeth and didn't let himself show it, Hades knew he couldn't hold on much longer.

If Mortarian doesn't arrive to help within two more minutes, Hades will definitely choose to jump off the cliff.

That is,

The next move by both sides will be crucial in determining the outcome of the battle.

However, an unexpected situation arose.

As Hades focused most of his attention on the psychic energy gathering point, in a dimension beyond his awareness, the nearly untouchable spherical black hole covering his entire body began to deform. The pure black void began to twist, as if it had come alive, slowly crawling forward and extending.

If you were to look at Hades from the warp, you would see a pure, dense black humanoid figure in the very center. He is like a tiny, tiny star, emitting black light that devours everything it touches.

But as the observation distance increased, the black light grew weaker and weaker until it completely merged into the impure darkness of the subspace.

Because everything is black, it's hard to notice this small black humanoid in the subspace.

At this moment, Hades' black void slowly and irreversibly deformed, devouring the yellow-green light belonging to Lord Lazar beside him, and also swallowing up the small pieces of pus floating beside these lights.

The loving father muttered something softly in his dream.

Hades stared intently at Lord Lazar.

Suddenly!!! The violent white light in Lazar's hand vanished in an instant, as if it had never existed, while the stone on his back exploded at the same time, and a huge shockwave exploded outward from Lord Lazar!

The rolling shockwave also rushed towards Hades. Without the slightest hesitation, Hades leaped into the air using the force of the shockwave, and with all his might, he raised his scythe and hooked it upwards. The iron-clad part of the scythe blade hooked firmly onto the root of the dead tree!

Hades used the force of his swing to propel himself upwards, drawing a perfect arc with the withered tree as the center!

His blood splashed as he slid, drawing Hades's trajectory in the air.

His senses were amplified to the extreme, time seemed like a viscous swamp, and Hades clearly heard his heart beat slowly.

He was now diagonally above Lord Lazar, whose monster, still alive after taking a bizarre explosion, had split open in the back, gushing blood like a fountain.

But he was not dead yet. Hades could clearly see his struggling limbs and clearly hear the monster's dying cries.

good chance! ! !

Without the slightest hesitation, Hades released the branch with his scythe and swung it heavily towards the monster's head in mid-air.

At the same time, "Hades!!!"

Mortarian and Herrera suddenly appeared on the mountain path above, along with a dagger that Mortarian threw at Lazar.

However, Hades, who was in mid-air, was unaware of all this.

His mind was blank, his entire focus was on the sickle in his hand.

Then, Hades swung down the full moon scythe that reaped both death and harvest—

—Head and blood flew together.

He is the Death Guardian, he is humanity's scythe.

The protagonist has a constitution that is almost untouchable, but for convenience, it is explained later as untouchable.

In the early stages, you can just think of the protagonist as a slightly more powerful untouchable mutant.

There's a small bug here: an average woman's physique would most likely not be able to keep up with Primarch Mortalian's full-speed run, but I think it's necessary for the girl to see the protagonist showing off, so maybe it's the power of love, maybe.

Chapter 10, Dalang, it's time to take your medicine.

Mortarian was initially furious.

This was originally a foolproof annihilation operation, but due to his underestimation of the enemy, the lord escaped using psionic teleportation.

Damn it, psionic teleportation is a very obscure and profound form of sorcery. Mortarion never expected that the lord on Barbarus would know it.

Even his adoptive father, the most powerful wizard in Barbarossa, couldn't teleport, yet this alien wizard could?