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

Chapter 782 224. Mechanical Boy Can Also Be Black and Rage

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Guilliman paused for a moment. He looked helplessly at Hades, who looked innocent in front of him. The Primarch rubbed his forehead with the hand holding the quill.

[You don't have to work now - Hades, it is your primary responsibility to appease those mechanical sages. I think Finus has shown you the visit requests Terra has received this day.]

Accidents always come quickly. For Hades, the Necrons' declaration of war is like a person walking on the road and suddenly being kicked by a big man.

However, all this had been foreshadowed. Before this, he often flirted with the Necron Tarazin and colluded with him.

The Necrons who discovered this were also very direct. They started with zero frame and assassinated the leader. If they couldn't kill him, they would put pressure on the Human Empire to force it to hand over Hades. When the pressure failed, they would just start the war directly.

Perhaps this is a kind of racial confidence.

Confident that humans pose no threat to them.

But on this point, perhaps the Silent Lord was not wrong. Before this, Hades and Guilliman had already estimated the outcome of the Human Empire versus the Necrons - the outcome would be either total annihilation or mutual destruction. In any case, humanity would suffer heavy losses in the battle with the Necrons.

But this is definitely not a reason for the Human Empire to hand over Pluto to the Necrons.

There is only one hope. For Robert Guilliman and the Empire, Pluto is obviously the hope that is within reach, not to mention the loyalty and ambition of the Primarchs towards Pluto.

If Pluto falls, the anti-psychic system that the current huge empire relies on will collapse like an avalanche.

For the Mechanicus, who now need to pray to Pluto a hundred times for every step of research and development to ensure that the pollution of the warp no longer taints their innovation, Pluto is an irreplaceable constant in their lives.

Let me reiterate, from the core solar system of the human empire to the planet at the edge of the galactic cantilever of this magnificent empire, his reputation is everywhere, his gifts are praised by everyone, to the mechanical sages, he is light, electricity, and the green apple that hit Newton on the head -

The mechanical building began to be constructed, and the solid foundation was the Pluto with a scarlet left pupil.

There is not a single mechanical sage who does not boast and praise him. Even the sages who slander and prejudice him the most have to admit that the various technologies of the human empire have developed rapidly after Pluto's return. Pluto personally cut off the shackles of confinement and prejudice for these gear boys who were not understood by the world, and like a shepherd, guided this group of electronic sheep to stroll towards the lush grassland of innovation and wisdom.

If a great sage had ever dreamed in his modified mechanical engine, then the most absurd and terrifying dream would probably be that he came to the desert of knowledge, where the gods that guided wisdom were shattered, and they could only hide themselves amid the abuse of the people, bend down to pick up the fragments of knowledge in the vast desert - and be prepared to be bitten by a poisonous snake.

So this is why Pluto must exist, why Pluto must be their leader, why Pluto must remain immortal.

As long as he is here, the pursuit of innovation and wisdom will never stop.

As long as he is there, then a correct experiment, as long as the conditions are the same, will produce the same answer when repeated.

This is also why——

Guilliman blinked a little helplessly and once again crossed out the Mechanicus' application to enter the solar system on the command board.

By the way, because there were too many applicants from the Mechanicus, Guilliman had to let these Mechanicus unite ten Forge Worlds and submit their applications together.

We are not the only ones who are worried about you.

Guilliman spread out his hands, referring to the Primarchs, not including the Emperor of course.

[There are others, and I know you're a little angry right now, but you have to go see them.]

Guilliman knew that Hades had a bit of a self-destructive temper. In short, Guilliman believed that after careful consideration, if the gap between the two sides was too big, then Hades would choose the strategy of "Can't win? I'll explode with you", and both sides would die.

Hades stared at Guilliman without blinking, which made Guilliman a little puzzled.
To be honest, Guilliman didn't know if anyone else had noticed Hades' pupils - they were completely black, completely black, without a single color.

Humans probably don't have this kind of pupils. Well, Corax and Conrad's heterochromia also have mixed colors in their white pupils. Guilliman refers to those faint pupil patterns.

"I'm just worried about whether I can gather the troops on time."

Hades was in deep thought, but the good news for them was that they no longer needed to mobilize the Mechanicus and the Hades since the arrogant and bewildered declaration of the Necrons.

Almost the entire Mechanicus of the Human Empire is rushing to Terra, to where Pluto is.

Of course, their intention was not to sacrifice to Hades, but to protect him.

All the gear boys who heard the speech of the Necromancer Grand Justice felt inexplicable anger and a huge bonus of faith. When they were resting, the engine signals used for thinking were even more active than usual. According to the sages' self-tests, these gear boys with active signals fell into a dream-like illusion.

In the dream, the Gear Boys were beating up the blasphemous mechanical creations called Necrons.

According to the latest news fed back by the Nirvana system, it seems that the planetary governors of several planets have privately made some bewildered remarks after hearing the announcement of the Necrons -

Afterwards, they were severely beaten by the Mechanicus and the Cult of Hades stationed on the planet.

A video was even sent back. It was very short and blurry. It was probably at a long banquet where the gorgeously dressed planetary governor was joking with the people around him, and there were remarks about Pluto. Then a gear boy outside the screen smashed onto the dining table like a cannonball, swung his four-armed mechanical arm, and hit the planetary governor's head hard.

Of course, this is only the mildest manifestation of Pluto paranoia.

The seriously ill patients were already roaring and igniting the starship engines with all their belongings. The Mechanicus, which was plagued by internal strife, reached a consensus for the first time, which was to defend Pluto.

They are not only defending Pluto, they are defending their own beliefs, defending the knowledge in their hands, defending this glorious reality, and defending the truth that the experiment can be repeated again and again.

If a greenskin happened to pass by and saw the interior of the human empire and the countless mechanical cult ships like meteor showers in the endless dark night, he would definitely exclaim that it was the super mechanical greenskin that suddenly appeared - and it made the gear boys in the whole galaxy crazy.

Above the Forge World, countless Gear Boys wielded the Axe of the Myriad Machines. They would give everything to the god who bestowed upon them the light and heat of innovation. For a moment, countless ancient technological creations were dug out from the secret vaults by the Gear Boys and thrown onto the religious ships. You must know that these creations were hidden by the sages and had escaped the three major technological surveys of the Empire and the Academy of Athens.

Even Hades, who is well-informed, had to take a deep breath and exclaim, "Fuck, you are going too extreme" after seeing these purely technological feats.

【Go and have a look. 】

Guilliman waved his hands again. He felt a little nervous. As expected, without any surprise, the bright future he had imagined with Hades and Fenugreek was shattered in less than three days. This was the fastest legend of the collapse of Guilliman's plan.

Suffering is always endless.

[If you don't go, neither the Imperial Guard nor the Ultramarines can stop them. ]

Guilliman seemed to hear the sound of the Mechanicum smashing the door of the Terra Palace, and of course, the extreme Pluto faction inside the palace, who were like rats, sneaking in, trying to get a glimpse of Pluto - to make sure he had not been sold out by the Primarch and the damn Terra faction.

"I will, I will, but I'd rather deploy it first."

Hades said seriously, but Guilliman raised his head strangely and gave him a weird look.
[Wait, Hades,] Guilliman stood up, [You are not unwilling to face these fanatical believers of yours, are you?] Sanguinius also had such concerns.

Hades was speechless. He was about to argue - beside the office, Mortarion, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded and pretending to be a good person, started to attack at zero frame.

[Guilliman, if you can't do it yourself, don't question others...Hades is far more capable of leadership than you.]

Hades suspected that Mortarion was simply trying to offend Guilliman, so much so that he ignored reality.

"stop--"

Hades raised his hand.

"Stop arguing. I know you two don't like each other, but now is not the time to argue. I'll go right away. Guilliman, you arrange the troops and logistics first."

Guilliman was also somewhat unhappy with Mortarion, probably after seeing that Mortarion could return to Terra in seconds, Guilliman's previous heartfelt words to persuade Mortarion to return to Terra became nothing more than bullshit.

And Mortarion was also very unhappy. Hades was attacked on Terra, Guilliman's territory.

Seeing that the tension was about to break out, Hades hurriedly left the office, and Mortarion activated the automatic follow. Anyway, the God of Death didn't want to work, so Mortarion was willing to do anything except work, not to mention following Hades.

【……hypocritical.】

In the long corridor, Mortarion spat, then he looked at Hades,

[Except for the necessary defenses, all the armies in the Storm Star Region are gathering towards the Eye of Silence... If you need, Barbarus and its allied worlds can do without their necessary defenses.]

Hades shook his head. He was also thinking rapidly. They were going to face the Necrons next. This was bound to be an extremely dangerous battle. To be honest—

The chances of winning are too small.

Even if the Human Empire tries to inflict damage to both sides, there is no telling what ingenious tools the Necrons will come up with to deliver a crushing blow.

Against the Necrons, here's a joke. Except for the size and number of newborns, the human empire's other values ​​are mostly crushed by the Necrons.

The only consolation for Hades was that the Emperor had previously formed an alliance with the Scryer Orikan, which at least ensured that in this battle of the Eye of Silence, they would not have to face multiple, large-scale time reversals that would be enough to change the entire trajectory of the war.

Perhaps the emperor was really doing his job, or perhaps he had really considered a similar scenario before. In any case, although the yellow-skinned man was no longer working, the foreshadowing he had laid before continued to extend.

Or maybe the emperor didn't think so much at all.

Hades gritted his teeth and only allocated one thread to handle the conversation with Mortarion and walking. The remaining billions and tens of trillions of threads were all used to calculate the upcoming fierce battle.

"I'm just worried that the odds of winning are too slim this time. This is not a fight against Titanium, Mortarion."

【I know. 】

Mortarion said lightly,

[But... so what... the empire has experienced countless similar wars, and the worst outcome is nothing more than annihilation. ]

Hades didn't think much about what he said, or maybe that was indeed what he thought, as he was still immersed in the fuel scheduling calculations.

"I was wondering, if I could surrender right before we lose, and let the Necrons let the Empire go?"

To maximize profits, perhaps other rational people would also choose this path, and Hades is no exception. Driven purely by profits, facing the entire empire he is responsible for, such a choice is understandable.

Such a huge empire built with great effort is extremely precious to Hades.

If this path is really feasible, perhaps after a desperate fight, Hades will still leave a backup plan for the empire after leaving.

However... Hades did not seriously consider such an option. Such moments rarely exist in the ever-changing battlefield, and he was ready to fight to the death.

The other half of Hades' computing power is still calculating.

The Extreme Star Region must add at least a hundred more fuel transportation routes, otherwise if the war lasts for more than three months, supply will become a problem...

Hades suddenly realized that something was wrong. They were almost reaching the open-air balcony, and the bright sunshine was shining not far in front of Hades.

Hades felt that there was no one beside him, he stopped suddenly, turned around and saw Mortarion standing there.

[Such an empire...has no need to exist if it doesn't respect the Heroic Kingdom.]

Mortarion spoke hoarsely.
[You should realize, Hades, that if you leave, this empire will suddenly collapse and can never be rebuilt - are you willing to watch us, the remaining people who are still alive, struggling to perish among the ruins? ]

【if,】

Mortarion began to walk. He walked to Hades' side, passed Hades, and motioned Hades to move forward. Just outside the balcony, under the huge palace,
Countless mechanical sages were crowding together waiting for Hades to appear. From time to time, things like mud bombs were thrown at the Extreme Marines who were maintaining order by the noisy sages.

[If the human empire really faces a failure that will end in destruction at that time,]

Mortarion narrowed his eyes.
[Then we will drag the entire galaxy down with us. Humans do not possess the same high quality as the Necrontyr. All races will die with us. I think I am not the only one who thinks so.]

The sunlight shone on the black helmet, and when Hades looked up, he saw a sea of ​​red robes covering the entire mountain.

【They all think so.】

Mortarion said, he raised his eyes, the sunlight poured down and stung his eyes, even though he could open his eyes, Mortarion still squinted uncomfortably.

"Long live Pluto!!!"

The sea of ​​gear boys was boiling, the mechanical sages were roaring,

"Send troops! Send troops!! Send troops!!! Wipe out the heretics!!! Pluto, lead us!!!"

Hades was moved and emotional. Faced with such an exciting scene, he suddenly wanted to shout "waaagh".

Like, so similar.

(End of this chapter)