Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 247 238. First of all, I am not a god (100% guaranteed!)

The white light on the ceiling of the interrogation room flickered down, with a cold and sharp edge, and the steel interrogation table was gleaming with a chilling light.

In the rest of the darkness, the gravekeeper stood silently at the door, but since they entered, the soldier had been like a still sculpture, motionless.

The position of the chief interrogator was empty. On the other side of the table, Margot swallowed silently and shrank herself as far away from the white light as possible.

The coolness on her wrist reminded Margo of her current imprisoned state.

She shouldn't have talked nonsense, and for the first time Margot knew that words could also be judged.

God, I hope you will forgive my folly.

Margot prayed secretly. The empty interrogation room stretched out the time, giving her a sense of hazyness.

"* # ?,."

?

Margot opened her eyes and glanced at the person next to her who was making strange noises.

Next to the Hades was Sage Kirkland. Compared to Mago's prison handcuffs, the Death Guards really tied up this sage. All the sage's limbs were roughly taken out and tied up.

In addition, the Death Guard's technical sergeants also locked all the sage's movable joints and gave the sage a copy of the command code.

While doing this, Kirkland obeyed the Death Guard with a tame and disgraceful attitude.

"What's wrong?"

Margot asked the sage in a low voice,

"coming soon."

Even though his whole body was tied tightly, Kirkland still struggled to shake his body slightly, trying to prove to Margo that there was nothing to worry about.

"No need to worry-"

The sage wanted to say something else, but he immediately shut his mouth and huddled silently between the red robe and the chains.

"Quiet."

Kirkland whispered.

Margot swallowed again. She knew what this insane sage was referring to. The person who judged them was coming. Margot hoped that at least it would be a quick death.

The sound of armor joints clashing sounded, and the tombkeeper standing at the door moved. He silently opened the door and let in the judge outside.

The light from outside the door shone in dazzlingly, and an obviously tall figure walked in——

No, this, this. The vague figure in the memory, the special shoulder armor pattern, Mago subconsciously held her breath.

Wait, oh my God, oh my God!

Hades? ! Is it Pluto? ! !

Mago was sure that her whole body was shaking. Before she was imprisoned, she never thought that she and this half-crazy sage could alert such a big shot. Just an ordinary death guard was already beyond her imagination. The limit.

But now, the senior leadership of the entire legion is still Pluto—Pluto!

Just because of some of her random conjectures, she was even paid attention to by Pluto himself? !

Margo felt like she was about to pass out. The unacceptable facts squeezed her. She buried her face deeply into the darkness under the table in fear and awe, trying to get some comfort for herself.

After approving a pile of documents, Hades sat silently at the trial table, staring at the two people in front of him and thinking.

Hades asked the tombkeeper outside to turn off the recording of this interrogation room. Everything here would only be recorded by Hades himself.

One is the Cerberus auxiliary army who is shaking with fear, and the other is the mechanical sage Kirkland who is pretending to be stupid.

Looking at Kirkland who was pretending to be stupid, Hades sighed deeply.

As a result, this made the Cerberus tremble even more violently, and Hades had no choice but to speak as quietly as possible,

But Hades didn't know that his deep voice was like a sickle scraping across the floor, slowly scraping across Margot's spinal cord.

"Don't be nervous, Margot from the 037th Regiment, I will only ask you a few questions."

Margot buried her head and nodded twice randomly.

Hades sighed again in his heart. Of course Hades remembered the auxiliary who shouted "for Hades".

He also doubted whether the other party was from Hydra, but after checking her information, he found that there was indeed nothing wrong with her.

Therefore, Hades just asked the tombkeeper to pay extra attention to her for a while, and at the same time asked her auxiliary legion commander to convey the message of not being feudal and superstitious and believing in the truth of the empire.

Originally, this matter was over, and in fact, the initiator of the [Pluto] rumor was not Mago, but another mortal who liked to compile stories.

But he didn't expect Hades to stare at Kirkland. The sage obviously knew what he was doing.

Realizing that the over-stretched Cerberus obviously had no questions, Hades decided to give the sage a few blows first.

Putting his arms on the table, crossing his hands, and covering the lower half of his face with his hands, Hades only revealed his pure-colored eyes, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Kirkland, please explain? Why did you leave the mission area privately and go to harass a mortal auxiliary?"

"Sir, you need to understand and value your inner self. You can no longer escape from all this."

Hades's heart, the old man, the subway, and the mobile phone.

Hades, calm down, stay calm.

"I want you to answer my question head-on, Kirkland."

Kirkland was silent for a moment.

"I did it on purpose, my lord."

Hades raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue,

"Margo's discovery completes the last piece of the puzzle. The prayers of believers really bring attention and feedback, which already meets the definition of a god, even if you don't want to admit it."

Attention and feedback. Hades is indeed in urgent need of this information, but the top priority - Hades slowly calmed down his extremely angry heart and spoke decisively,

"Listen, Kirkland, I'm just saying this once."

“First of all, I am not a god;”

“Secondly, I am not a god;”

"Finally, I am not God."

".have you understood."

Hades gritted his teeth and said,

"I don't know where you came to your conclusion, sage. Compared to Margot, who doesn't know who I am as a person, what are you thinking after having been with me for so long?"

Hades never thought that one day, his virtue would be rumored to become a god.

At least the gods in Warhammer are not like him. Hades clearly remembers the time he spent on Barbarus. With this kind of experience, he is an ordinary and unlucky human being, right?

His subsequent strength was due to his physical constitution and being pressed down to absorb some of the Void Dragon fragments, and he had no other super-class abilities.

Besides, how can any god work like a model worker who is about to die suddenly? Compared to a god, Hades prefers to call himself a hard-working Warhammer wage earner with zero salary.

With a straight face, Hades picked up a stack of documents from the table and began to read them one by one.

"Kirkland, let me take a look. You have at least 3 T's argumentative materials stored in your information database."

"You were then discovered to be spreading dangerous ideas to the Mechanical Magi of Meint and Rust."

"Your assistant Kim tried to stop you, but instead you convinced him of your story."

Hades suddenly realized that although Kirkland and King were working diligently at his Blackstone Laboratory every day, he needed to pay attention to the psychological and mental health of his employees.

"Finally, you tried to abduct Margo the Hades and coax her into compiling a communication manual?"

After reading these articles, Hades discovered that he was the first to be silenced.

This shocked Hades deeply, greatly.

Hades felt that whether he rushed out of the laboratory to grab food in the cafeteria, or whether he was lying down and sleeping on the floor of the laboratory, or whether he was joking with the machine servants every day,

Kirkland. How could Kirkland do this without conscience after witnessing all this? !

In Hades's understanding, the first element for a person or thing to be called a god is [mystery].

Maybe it’s because I consciously create a sense of mystery, or maybe it’s because of the hazy feeling caused by distance. Those things that are worshiped by others will always have a layer of separation from believers——

This will make it easier for believers to deify a certain existence.

Hades can still understand what the Cerberus are doing. After all, in the mortal army, there are privately known as "angels", "demigods", and "gods" to very powerful space warriors, or original bodies, and emperors. "Customs.

And the Legion's behavior in this regard is just to turn a blind eye. After all, the charm of the original body and the Emperor. In a sense, if the above noun is changed to an adjective, it seems to be correct.

But the premise is that the Space Marines, the original body, and the emperor are all far enough away from mortals. Except for the angel Sanguinius, Hades did not believe that the people of the original body's home planet would regard the original body as a god in the beginning——

Because they are close enough to people, in addition to their abilities far exceeding ordinary people, other behaviors they exhibit show their human appearance.

Just like Mortarion, at first Mortarion was thought by the Barbarians to be a big guy who had a strange disease that caused him to grow so big.

It was not until Mortarion led the Barbarus to kill the alien lord that he began to be regarded as a gifted war general - but not a god.

Later, Mortarion joined the Legion. The bonus of the Legion and the fact that he was far enough away from mortals made Mortarion's reputation improve by leaps and bounds. Some mortals glimpsed the Lord of Death in the distance on the battlefield. Would think he was a demigod.

But the premise is still [mystery].

Hades cannot understand Kirkland's brain circuit. If nothing else, Hades is confident that he is the most humane Space Marine in the Death Guard.

And he didn't pretend to be in front of Kirkland. He still maintained the serious look of the Death Guard commander in front of others.

But in front of the sage who had been tied to Hades, Hades didn't care much about maintaining his personal image.

Just like this, just like this, can he still be called [God] by Kirkland? !

Hades felt pain at the corner of his mouth. It was a pain that he wanted to twitch but couldn't. He looked at Kirkland's movements in the file in silence. The sage had cut out many photos of Hades.

The carefully selected picture, carefully selected composition, smoke and shimmer of light surround the protagonist, his face is solemn and silent, and a piece of darkness is cast in front of him——

Hades didn't even know he could be so handsome.

But Hades was more aware that most of the time he appeared in front of Kirkland, he was an old man wearing a technical sergeant shirt, a slovenly image who beat machines in the workshop every day.

During Hades' brainstorming, in the end, he still couldn't figure out the reason and purpose of Kirkland's behavior.

".Kirkland, why do you think I'm a god?"

Hades's mouth moved slightly, just based on his usual behavior.

The red-robed mechanical block next to the trial table squirmed a few times under the lock, and said with a firm voice,

"My lord, because I know the truth behind the exaggerated appearance."

"Only the most ignorant of believers are deceived by appearance and behavior, I know, I know"

"The golden church that reaches the sky, the servants who sing the beautiful poems, the hypocrisy and affectation in every gesture, only the most ignorant mortals will be touched by these!"

As if he had hit a sore point, Kirkland began to yell with an angry voice,

"A scumbag who only looks at handsome appearances! A being who only plays tricks on people's hearts! Who stipulated that gods must have gorgeous and beautiful appearances?!"

"Those mortals are just worshiping the top rulers of their race, and mistakenly evaluate the wealth that they cannot own as the patent of the gods——"

"stop!"

Hades stood up suddenly, slammed the table, and a huge sound exploded in the room.

"boom--"

Hades was fortunate that this was the exclusive interrogation room of the Death Guard, and there were no other forces in the strictly guarded area.

Otherwise, those words just now would have sent chills on the back of Hades' neck.

"Kircoland, I am solemnly warning you that everything you just said is heresy. It is all your own inference. The Death Guard has never given you any guidance or information in this regard!"

White light hit the top of Hades' head, and his face facing the light was shrouded in ominous darkness. An extremely terrifying expression appeared on Hades' face.

Margot, who was curled up at the table, was almost suffocating, she could feel it.

That's murderous intent.

If she had been the one being scolded, she might have fainted from shock.

But to her surprise, Kirkland's deliberately flattering voice sounded again, even with a kind of gentleness,

"Yes, I know, sir, these are all my personal conjectures. I have never said these before."

"But, Lord Hades [Pluto], I just want to show that I am not one of those ignorant mortals, and the real gods are not the traditional images."

"Are you struggling with something else? That your own image is not grand enough, that your life is too rough, no, these are all appearances."

"You have great power, can drive away evil, and can respond to the prayers of believers. Why are you obsessed with definitions in the eyes of mortals?"

Hades was silent for a long time, then he slowly spoke.

"Kirkland, don't obscure the principles with words and definitions."

Hades glanced at Mago, and there were some words that really couldn't be explained in front of this mortal.

"I can tell you that I am not a god. I can understand my existence. I remember all my experiences here. There are many things that I cannot do. I am not an absolutely selfless or virtuous existence."

"Kirkland, I don't know if it was my ability in the dark realm that confused you, but I tell you clearly that I am not a god. Do you understand?"

"At least now, humans don't have gods."

"If you are still confused and puzzled about my ability, then I can patiently answer your confusion, but don't regard the existence you don't know as some kind of special existence."

"The great power you talk about to expel darkness is just because of my black domain ability. What is the difference between a being like you and those ignorant people in ancient times who worshiped powerful psychics?"

"My lord, but you cannot explain the fact that the prayers of mortals can be answered."

Kirkland's mechanical voice sounded, ending Hades' words.

Already booked! ! ! ! Great! ! ! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!

From the time I put it on the shelves at the beginning of school in March to the end of the final exam in July, it was exactly one semester and I had thousands of orders.

I have a lot of emotions and emotions.

I will continue to work hard to write, and try my best to tell this story within a reasonable range.