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

Chapter 34 33. Killing

Barbarus, northern mountains, old stronghold.

just now.
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The conference room, which was originally simple and minimally decorated, now became unbelievably gorgeous. Although no decoration was added, just the man sitting in the middle of the room casually made this simple and unpretentious conference room resplendent.

The man was wearing a white robe, and the delicate and prosperous patterns were carefully outlined by the gold thread, but if one looked at it from a distance, there was no trace of the gold thread on it at all, and only the white robe could be seen sparkling. Glittering golden light.

Countless senior generals crowded around the meeting room, but none of them dared to get close to this man.Just looked at him with respect and awe.

The man just sat there, his eyes were full of kindness and sorrow, but in an instant they were stern and murderous. The slender black silk was scattered casually, but it was like a root that a sculptor had spent his entire life carefully carving out. Root ink hair.

The man's golden eyes seemed to penetrate the four walls of the room, penetrated thousands of distances, and pierced the highest mountain in the distance.

Still not working?
The man who was as motionless as a green tree suddenly moved. He reached out and grabbed the knife in the scabbard at his waist.

+pass——

and many more? !
Barbarus, the northern mountains, the territory of the alien lord Nacrei, the top of the mountain.

at the same time.
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Hades' vision was blurred, and large blocks of black and green covered his vision.

At the very edge of his consciousness about to fall off the cliff, Hades saw that Mortarion's shaky figure finally collapsed under the weight of psionic energy and poisonous gas, and he hit the ground with one knee.

no no.
It shouldn't be.
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Hades then fell into the black hole of consciousness.
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At the moment when Hades's last bit of self-consciousness disappeared, the huge survival consciousness before dying and the great unwillingness before coma made the black field that had been subconsciously compressed to the extreme explode instantly!

Prior to this, Hades' black domain could not be expanded to the limit because his body was not strong enough, and if it was forcibly expanded, it would cause physical collapse.

But now, the dying body subconsciously chose to give it a go!
—It was a huge, silent explosion—

The huge spherical black area suddenly enveloped the entire mountain, different from the thinner light black area that was expanded in the past, the black area at this time is extremely pure black, as if even a ray of light cannot escape its range, it ruthlessly devours all everything!
The alien lord Nacrei knelt down on his knees in an instant, and his skin began to spurt blood, like a ripe tomato that had been squeezed and exploded. He let go of the sickle, scratching his chest like crazy.

Mortarion on the opposite side also trembled violently, holding the scythe tightly with both hands, his seven orifices also began to spurt blood, and the blood slowly overflowed from his mouth.

The silent suppression of the black domain seemed to last for a long time, but it seemed to only last for a moment.

When the black area began to recede slowly like the receding sea water, the pure black black area was slowly becoming transparent——

His entire body was corroded by the poisonous gas, and Mortarion, who had already begun to rot and lose his flesh, stood up in an unbelievable posture while holding his scythe to death.

His face was covered with blood froth corroded by poisonous gas, and his consciousness was attacked by the black domain, hanging precariously on the cliff wall.

Mortarion felt as if he was clinging to the cliff of consciousness with his fingernails, so as not to faint immediately.

Mortarion limped on the ground and walked up to Nacre, who was kneeling on the ground, scratching and vomiting blood.

He raised his scythe.

As if waking up from a big dream, Nacre opened his mouth wide and looked up at the god of death who had already enveloped him in the shadow.

No no no no!
Mortarion smiled.

The sickle fell.

The ridiculous head slid down.

Seeing the alien head that he hated so much finally fall to the ground, Mortarion couldn't hold it anymore and knelt down on the spot.

With trembling hands, he raised his father's head until it was level with his own.

"I've finally killed you, Father."

He smiled happily, but the face exposed by the bones corroded by poisonous gas couldn't quite make a smile.

Then he exhausted his last bit of strength and glanced at Hades.

"Sorry, thank you."

"boom!"

The tall figure of the primarch also fell.
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At the moment when the Primarch fell, and at the same time when the black area completely subsided, a burst of dazzling golden light flashed on the top of the mountain.

The poisonous gas surrounding the top of the mountain was instantly dispelled by the golden light.

A tall and majestic figure slowly stepped out of the golden light. The emperor was wearing his gorgeous golden armor. On the ornately carved armor, huge and microscopic patterns kissed the lord of mankind.

The hair is black and smooth, and the golden olive leaf ring perches on it, as if it has just been plucked from the top of the tree in the morning, delicate but tough.

The Lord of Humanity walked slowly to Mortarion's side. He knelt down on one knee and embraced his poor, sad, and deplorable son in his arms.

He got up, and the tattered Mortarion leaned unconsciously against the Lord of Men.

A group of Custodians and Sisters of Silence also stepped out of the golden light behind the Emperor in neat rows.

The imperial guards were dressed in gorgeous golden power armor, and the towering red silk on the top of their heads proudly danced with their master's walking, as if standing here was the greatest kindness to this dirty planet.

Sister Silent is wearing dark gray vow armor, and every sister's movements are exactly the same. The uniform armor makes a unified clanging sound as Sister Silent walks.

The leading nun of silence and the imperial guard walked quickly to Hades' position.

The silent nun squatted down, closed her eyes, and held her breath.

Then, as if she had got an answer, she stood up and made a complicated gesture with her hand.

In becoming Sisters of Silence, these Left Hands of Emperors swore not to speak out, and in lieu of language they used a dizzying form of sign language.

"My lord, it's an outsider."

The calm voice of the imperial guards sounded, and he took out his halberd spear and pointed it at the head of the dying Hades.

A brief pause.

The Forbidden Army seemed to be indicating to his master whether he wanted to eliminate this uncontrollable factor as before.

"Do not."

"Take him back for treatment."

　There is only one article left, and the Babarus chapter is over!
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(End of this chapter)