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

Chapter 409 1.23 Stay steady, you can still fight!

Gray Helmet stepped on the loose soil, and the clods made a crunching sound after being soaked with blood and then dried.

Above the dome in the distance, red rain fell from the sky, tearing apart the gray fog in the sky.

[You can't go to the front line anymore. 】

Fainus's steady voice sounded, and the original body frowned tightly, staring at Hades who was taking a nap next to the black stone obelisk.

Hades was lazily crossing his arms, leaning against the running black stone obelisk. Around him, the dark arc seemed to tear apart the space, revealing an inorganic background.

"...I also have this intention,"

Hades said silently, swallowing the blood that surged up in his throat without leaving a trace,

The battle with the subspace just now, although it was temporarily suppressed, the backlash on his body was also quite serious. Hades's current condition is not very good.

Hades thought, he must at least ensure that the only person who can suppress the subspace plays the entire game, which means that he cannot fake the game midway and leave the game to lie dead in the ICU.

Hades sighed and said,

"Fainus, you can rest assured that I am not a war-loving person."

Faenus stared at Hades with his iron-gray eyes. Faenus recalled the scene he had seen before, frantically chasing the person on the opposite side, even requiring the Forbidden Army and the Sisters of Silence to pull up the person at the same time——

He said he was not fond of fighting.

There were complicated emotions in Fenus's eyes, but in the end the Lord of Medusa decided to trust the other side. The most important step in cooperative operations is mutual trust between those who cooperate.

[I hope you will do what you say, Hades. 】

Hades blinked,

"I will."

Following Hades's voice, green lightning cracked from the dark arc. The red light in Hades' mechanical left eye became brighter and brighter, and a rustling sound came from Feinus's feet.

Fenus lowered his eyes and took a small step back. The silver-white metal droplets flickered. The cold liquid rose from the soil and slowly climbed up to the Medusa Lord's boots against gravity, and continued to follow the dark gray path. The armor flows upward.

"In the next battle, the Silent Order and I will assist the Iron Hands in fighting."

Hades spoke, looking into the distance, the Iron Hands' army reflected in his eyes.

【it is good. 】

Fenus said,

[So which one is next, attack or defense? 】

Hades paused. In terms of military strength, the Silent Order and the Iron Hands were at a disadvantage. At the same time, it was not known when reinforcements from the Empire would arrive.

Hades, on the other hand, was convinced that he had just severely wounded Perturabo and injured Vashtor.

Hades thought for a moment. He deduced countless things on the map of Cadia in his mind, but the biggest unstable factor was always psychic energy - as long as psychic energy existed, you could not just follow the normal strategic deployment. .

Finally, Hades felt the planet's malice towards him and slowly opened his mouth,

"attack."

He said, and the corners of Feinus's lips stretched into a tight smile. It seemed that he thought the same thing as Feinus,
[The Iron Hands are ready. 】

The Lord of Medusa said simply, his cold words filled with rage.

Hades also laughed,
"Let's see whose knife is sharper."

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[The Iron Hands have landed. 】

After a long silence, Perturabo spoke,
[Plain No. 3 has already reunited with the people of the Silent Order. The fleets in the orbit of the planet Cadia are still fighting each other. They took advantage of the gap to carry out an airdrop landing. 】

Vashtor's eyes were fixed on Perturabo,

Under the nourishment of the vast ocean, Vashtor became even larger and more terrifying, as if the trauma just suffered could not be seen.

The monster said slowly and methodically,

+Our goal is not to win this battle. +
It pointed this out directly, and Perturabo looked back at it indifferently. One person and one monster were separated by a few meters, and in the middle, the fat Raton was opening his hands, somewhat at a loss, trying to reconcile this. Awkward atmosphere.

+There is only the one despised by the gods...only him, as long as you kill him, everything else will be easy. +
Vashtor said,

+Whether it is Fainus, or other Primarchs...or even Horus, as long as all the black stone obelisks successfully reverse polarity, no Primarch can prevent this miracle from happening. +
【except him. 】

Perturabo said without hesitation, he grinned, gloating as if the suffering he had just suffered did not happen to him.

[How do you plan to kill him?We didn't kill him when he was alone, and now - defended by an entire Iron Hands army, do you think we can kill him? 】

Perturabo whispered,
[This is unrealistic. 】

The flames on Vashtor's body were burning brightly, and iron worms were squirming around his metal body.

+That's not the right time... The Warp requires ritual, Perturabo, remember that. +
Perturabo sneered, mocking Vashtor for being ridiculous. At this time, Laton, who was sandwiched between the two, made a vague coughing sound, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of phlegm.

"May I say a few words, my lords?"

Vashtor moved his iron wings, signaling Raton to speak, while Perturabo folded his arms.

[You'd better hurry up, time is running out. 】

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord."

Laton said slowly,
"But you don't have to worry about that. Time is merciful and stands still. We have enough time to wait for death to happen."

"Adults,"

Raton said,
"We can reopen the black stone obelisk, adjust the increase to the maximum, and sacrifice several main towers as pointers to adjust the room-"

[What's the use of this? 】

Perturabo interrupted Raton impatiently.

[Even if the obelisk array is opened, the big rift still cannot be opened with that monster around. 】

Under the helmet and pus, Raton smiled. He stretched out his fingers and fiddled with the clinking potion bottles on his waist.
"My lord, I know something,"

He says,

"Suppressing the spiritual energy flowing out of Cadia and the entire Great Rift also requires a price. This can play a certain role - at least it can prevent him from continuing to devour the innocent souls around him."

Vashtor's voice sounded uncertainly, as if it was suddenly stuck,
+You mean to let him devour spiritual energy? +
"This is the will of the loving Father."

Laton said seriously, and the Nurglings at his feet stood up and began to salute solemnly,

"It is also the will of the Supreme Heaven. I don't know exactly what will happen, but it can indeed suppress him in the short term."

Vashtor was silent. The Lord of the Hearthfire did not know that Hades's physical strength would be worn away when a large amount of spiritual energy was consumed.

But it knows that if the concentration of psychic energy reaches a certain level - much higher than the speed at which the cursed person can be devoured, then the rest of the souls can linger around him for a certain period of time.

But...but what after that?What kind of existence will Hades grow into after devouring a large amount of psychic energy?
Vashtor knew what the Four Gods wanted to do.

For Hades, there is no story after this.

The electric arc around it squirmed subconsciously. It was because there was no [sacrifice] before. Even if it tried to kill Hades - if it really succeeded, it would be dragged into the abyss by the madness of this madman before his death. Who is this? An ending you don't want to see.

Therefore, there must be a [sacrifice] present, which is why Vashtor did not hesitate to make a tactical retreat. There was no [sacrifice] present at that time.

The fire in Vashtor's eyes burned through Perturabo without leaving a trace. No, it was not him. His fate was not interfered too much by Hades - the Lord of the Hearth was sure of this.

A drop of ichor dripped from Raton's armor. The little Nurglings at the feet of the apothecary were chirping and squinting at Perturabo, and some were looking at Lorgar. Unfortunately, the Lord of the Hearth had not paid attention to these cute creatures. Little things.

In other words, what Vashtor needs to do next is to send Lorgar or Feinus to Hades, and sacrifice a life of the original body in exchange for the complete death of the cursed person.The conditions for victory have always been simple. One of the original bodies dies next to Hades, and the rest - the four gods will personally take over.

However, in view of the existence of the Black Domain of Hades, it is difficult for Vashtor to complete the above conditions and indiscriminately attack the soul, which is a fatal attack for any subspace creature.

The possibility of getting close to Hades is zero.

And now, if according to what Laton said...

If Hades's black domain is restricted, then the next actions will be much simpler.

But they only get one chance, and failure will lead to real disaster.

but……

Vashtor thought, since the Four Gods have spoken this sentence through the mouth of Raton, it proves that the Four Gods will go all out in the true sense of the next war.

Because the four gods could not accept the fate of failure.

The fire burned quietly.

When the four gods used the strategy of opening the black stone obelisk, they had already acquiesced that there was only one end of this river of destiny——

That is, a real death.

+Good. +
Vashtor neighed,
+It looks like we can have a truly "fair" battle next. +
The Fire Lord laughed, ignoring Perturabo who was staring at it coldly.

【All right,】

Perturabo said,

[I don't care about these - next I hope to fight Feinus, Vashtor, you can choose your opponent Hades. 】

Vashtor's laughter gradually died down.

Finally, it fell silent.

【and also,】

Perturabo stared at Rodon, his dark gray eyes shining with the bright yellow color of Chaos Alert.
[Take out the rust you used to corrode the Iron Warriors, little apothecary. 】

Beside Perturabo, Vashtor froze, and even the arc seemed to have stopped,

But other than that, the two people talking were extremely natural.

"Okay, my lord."

Laton said meekly, using his fingertips to pick out the small bottle from his waist. In the glass bottle, rust like dried blood scabs was breathing.

【How to use it? 】

Perturabo asked. He saw Raton uncork the bottle directly, and Perturabo subconsciously took a half step back.

"Just put it on."

Raton said casually,

"I will spread it to the Hands of Steel. Lord Perturabo."

Perturabo swallowed, his Adam's apple moving up and down,
[Give me a little. 】

He said, with Fainus' cold expression appearing in front of his eyes.

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【the other side】

Luojia was standing under the towering tower. Black powder floated down, and the original body's eyelashes trembled.

[This is crazy. 】

He muttered and commented in a low voice on this strange structure that had just been built with the help of the Word Bearers and the local natives. Ingersel laughed and said,
"My lord, this is the most critical step. Only it can get that false god out."

Luojia pursed his lips and walked around the main tower with great interest.

[…injecting the subspace into the physical universe…but it’s more than that…with the help of the subspace influence produced by this great catastrophe in human history…the aftermath it produced is also powerful enough. 】

Luo Jia paused for a moment, then asked worriedly,

[This alone is not enough. It can only tear apart the empire, but it cannot imprison him. 】

"My lord, oh my innocent lord!"

Ingersel smiled strangely,

"The Lord, the symbol of hope and excitement, will use His power - He has been preparing for this moment for so long."

Luojia turned his head, staring at Ingersel calmly, holding his wrist uncomfortably and stroking it,

[I mean... this is not enough?They need a guide, I mean, an occult one who points to his descendants by blood. 】

Luojia stood silently, his body trembling slightly. His silence was a little too long. Ingersel looked at him strangely,
Luo Jia took a step back slightly.
【Is it me? 】

He says,

[I am happy to sacrifice myself for the gods and tear off their hypocritical masks. 】

Ingersel's frantic words became quieter, and it stared at Luojia, its body twitching violently. In a daze, Luojia saw blue wings falling down from the corner of his eye, but the next moment, everything disappeared again, only Leaving Ingersoll convulsed,
The demon opened his mouth and chuckled.

"The stage for this show is not here, good boy."

He laughed and taunted loudly, his fate had already been determined, and the future had been observed by those in the past, and collapsed into the only ending.

Walkers who see the misery of the future are destined to embark on the road to the future!Fight hard!Twist in despair on the road of destiny!Every moment of struggle will bring the final outcome closer.

He can't wait for the wonderful destiny that is already happening in the future.

【past】

【Nikaea Conference】

【Thousand Sons Lounge】

Magnus trembled, breathing heavily. In his one eye, the cold light that predicted the future slowly disappeared.

He raised his hand tremblingly, and in his red palm, the cold and biting blizzard seemed to still be in his palm.

He stood in the blizzard, and the whole world was shouting for him. Those kind-hearted subspace beings were willing to sacrifice for the fate of mankind!Magnus raised his hands, this was not enough, this was not enough, his soul began to burn, he shouted the spell, he would sacrifice himself, with a determination that he did not yet understand-

Magnus took a deep breath, his vision dimmed, and he leaned weakly against the cabin, feeling the slight trembling of the Space Wolves ship.

Tyra...

Magnus thought that the Emperor still couldn't believe him and that he had left behind a small piece of Magnus' soul.

This may be a good thing.

In prison, Magnus smiled bitterly. He scratched his hair that had exploded irritably. He once again saw the prophecy in his dream.

Magnus smiled bitterly, this was just...just a lie. He had already been forced by the Emperor to see the truth.

The Scarlet Sinner trembled, and during the long period of darkness, he fell into silence again.

only……

There was no snow on Cadia, so what was Magnus seeing?
　Praise the loving father!praise!Praise you! ! !Sevenfold blessing, sevenfold incorruptibility!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)