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

Hmm, isn't this the sage "Lanze"?

The insect-shaped vehicle's sharp legs extended in, provoking the Kirkland Sage.

The sage, who was leaking electricity and dripping with engine oil, was taken away again by Collier Jersey in a bug-type vehicle.

Hades stared blankly at the oil dripping from the sage.

"You can start working with Sage Kirkland from now on, Hades."

Mortarian's voice rang out as he coldly watched the mechanical sage being led away.

Hmm. That sage did indeed lie to Hades about his personal information.

Hades blinked.

What did you say to him?

This sage was extremely stubborn just a moment ago.

"Oh."

Motalian said calmly,

“I told him that I hated the Emperor and that the Death Guard would kill every psyker.”

ha? !

Hades woke up instantly and instinctively glanced at Macado.

However, Macado's expression of helplessness, disgust, and numbness clearly showed that he completely understood everything.

Hades suddenly felt sympathy for Macado, the psionicist who had been with Mortalian for several years.

Hades looked at Mortarian with a "Do you know what you're saying?" expression.

"What else did you say?"

"Oh, I told him I'd like to come find you to discuss the details of the collaboration."

Mortarian wore a self-righteous expression.

"Gone."

Hades felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. "Brother, you're the Primarch, you can say whatever you want, but don't drag me into it. You're making it sound like I think the same thing."

Dragged out of his dream, Hades, already drowsy, now felt an even stronger sense of weakness and powerlessness.

Mortarian, you can't speak, you don't have to.

Rolling red sand billowed out of the vehicle, and soon the outline of the technical sergeant base reappeared in their sight in the distance.

Makado, who had been resting with his eyes closed, finally spoke.

Hades,

"You already know everything; the rest is up to you to witness and recall."

Hades blinked.

Could you elaborate?

Don't be a riddle teller!

Makado looked at Hades wearily.

“You need to find those anti-psychic devices on the fringes; you already know about them.”

"Where to find it?"

Makado stared at Hades with an expression that suggested he was an idiot, as if he regretted the effort he had just put into sending Hades into a dream.

"You think I know?"

Mortarian coughed.

Seeing that the two humans were clearly unable to communicate properly, Makado shut down.

He began to question the emperor's standards for selecting officials.

Realizing he had clearly asked a stupid question, Hades touched his nose and decided to shut up.

But... anti-psychic device.

Undead?

Hades thought,

But where is he going to dig up a tomb for the dead now?

Unknown, unknown.

A black obelisk stands tall in the center of the city, surrounded by smooth marble, with poems of praise and celebration carved on the walls and surrounded by intricate patterns.

This place should be filled with hymns.

But everyone has disappeared.

There wasn't even a stench of decay.

Hades stood on the ground, dizzy and leaning against the car. Could he say that he felt too full and wanted to vomit?

Mortarian stood beside him, and in the distance, the light from the enhanced telescopes distinctive to those of the technical sergeants shone.

"Get back to the legion quickly."

Motalian said,

"The Legion's orders have been issued. Once the star system near Barbarus is safe, the Death Guard will advance to the front lines."

Hades took a deep breath, trying to lessen his sense of weakness.

He knew that this was the Death Guard's first battle.

Galaspa.

In this battle against the giant hive star system, the Death Guard suffered heavy casualties, while the opposing rulers paid an even greater price in blood.

It is no exaggeration to say that the corpses were piled up like mountains.

In Galasparri, Karastifon made his first contact with Nurgle's psionicists.

The Death Guard's first battle had a significant impact on the Legion culture that followed.

Hades' eyes were unreadable; he had to get back before the battle began.

Initially, his eagerness to get to Mars was also due to this battle.

Hades wants to participate in this battle, so he must return to Mars as soon as possible.

"affim."

Hades began to speak.

Mortarian nodded and watched Hades leave.

But the instant Hades stepped his left foot into the technical sergeant's quarters—

"Duel Cage! Immediately! Right now!"

"Hades, who don't you know?!"

Manning the wolf pounced.

Sorry, these two articles were sent to the wrong issue!

However, the Mars volume is about to end, and I'll ask the editor tomorrow if it can be changed.

If it can't be changed, then it's probably just like starting a new exam early (wiping sweat).

I apologize in advance for the negative experience...

I was originally planning to keep you in suspense until the new volume was revealed, but alas...

Chapter 111 (Late Update)

RT, don't wait, it will be posted today.

Chapter 112 As long as you learn, you won't die

Mars.

The being known as "Hades" has driven the Martian technology sergeant base completely mad!

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!"

guillotine!

Hades grabbed Manning by the neck, who was already on his third duel cage, and tightened his grip!

Manning rolled her eyes and scratched Hades, trying to break free.

Unfortunately, Hades held him down like a mountain of flesh, giving the wolf no chance to escape.

When the wolf finally gave up struggling and kicked him, Hades slowly breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his grip.

The exhausted wolf, Manning, was completely still this time.

Hades stood up, panting, and glanced at the audience.

Below the stage, the technical soldiers, their faces inscrutable, were either sitting or standing, but what they all had in common was that most of them bore the marks of injury.

Everyone present wore a strange, indescribable expression.

"Is there any left?"

Hades wiped the sweat from his brow. He was starving. At least when he was on Death Guard, the apothecary Leo gave him an injection.

The audience remained silent; no one responded.

So Hades went downstairs in a daze, heading straight for the cafeteria, without giving it any further thought.

However, what he didn't know was the conversation that the technical sergeants were whispering about after he left.

The new Ultra Warrior, watching the wolf who had just charged in and been brutally beaten, spoke somewhat cautiously.

"Was senior Hades really this strong?"

The newly arrived Ultra Warriors exchanged glances and tacitly removed Hades from the "easy-going, nice guy" category.

Ultramarines Seville slowly opened his mouth.

"Perhaps he didn't want to be so high-profile before."

Previously, this Death Guardian had always been a kind and good-natured technical sergeant.

But which technical sergeant could get the Primarch to come and visit?!

Moreover, Servius had previously categorized Hades as "capable of fighting," but his performance just now went beyond that!

He defeated Wild Wolf Manning three times, along with three Iron Warriors, one Imperial Fist, four Warhounds, and one Shadowmoon Wolf.

Oh, and there are two Ultra Warriors too.

Servius felt a lingering pain in his back from the back throw, the scene of Hades using the size difference to forcibly disarm him and pin him to the ground was still vivid in his mind.

To be honest, it doesn't feel good to be forcibly pressed to the ground and rubbed against.

Especially the kind that's quite heavy.

Servius would never admit that he had secretly calculated Hades' energy consumption and deliberately chose to attack when Hades was exhausted.

But clearly, everyone misjudged Hades.

That guy... that guy was definitely hiding in the duel cage before.

Such a terrifying power gap, and Hades's skillful use of his weight to conserve energy in the later rounds.

Not to mention their amazing endurance!

While Hades' skills and combat prowess might be considered top-tier by many, his astonishing stamina is absolutely unmatched!

They hit fourteen in a row!

Moreover, the others were armed, while Hades was empty-handed.