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

Chapter 303 294. Rising Tide of Thoughts

【Solar System】

Hades was now in a daze, and only now did he understand that Malcador's approach was called courtesy first and then attack.

Before he could take a stroll in Terra to eat, Hades was "invited" to the operating table by Malcador who couldn't wait, without waiting for Hades to make any mental preparation.

In the dark years, Hades often finally woke up, and his internal organs seemed to be squeezed together, causing severe pain, but he was still required to undergo a skill test before being sent to the operating table.

Hades now understands why scientists, especially those who study life sciences, often star as villains in horror movies.

Fortunately, it's finally over! Hades was shocked.

With the unremitting efforts of scientific researchers, Hades has become bigger, stronger, more powerful, and more WAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

WAAAAAAGH! ! !

Hades's basic body panel has been super strengthened - according to Malcador, as long as the nutrition keeps up, Hades can obtain basic values ​​that are not inferior to the original body.

...But he didn't say which original body he was comparing to.

There was also a small episode during this period. While iteratively replacing Hades' mechanical brain, Malcador was urgently called over by the scientists. After whispering a few words to Malcador, the old man said in a playful way He looked at Hades.

But when Hades tried to ask, Malcador waved his hand again and returned to his calm attitude.

"At least now we don't have to think about it, and the future... let's see if we can still have a future."

Rejecting the Riddler starts with you and him, so Hades harassed Malcador at work many times after the operation, and finally got a clearer (and impatient) answer.

"In the history of the Great Crusade, there have indeed been instances where a group of warriors, sometimes Space Marines, sometimes auxiliaries, suddenly disappeared out of thin air."

"My Lord's answer to me is that there is no need to worry. This existence does not have any special malice towards humans. On the contrary, in its confrontation with Chaos, its stance is consistent with ours."

"even……"

Under the hood, Malcador's eyes became sharp.

"The Lord of Mankind has anticipated this."

"But for specific things, you need to ask him personally."

Hades blinked and wanted to ask more, but he was driven out by Malcador with a scepter that turned into a stick. After realizing that Hades had a simple moral concept - he pointed out that he would not hit the old man. , this always cautious and gentle old man became... morally inferior.

But even so, Malcador still believed that Hades's mental critical blow to him far exceeded the damage he did to Hades.

To the old man's relief, all this torture was about to end. As a series of surgeries came to an end (due to Hades's ridiculous resistance to various medicines, they had to increase the dosage in order to As for the operation time, which has been extended a lot), this damn person can finally bother others with his damn problems.

Before that, they still need to go to Mars, and... the Lord of Mankind left another difficult enough task for Malcador...

On the Martian wasteland, the shuttle carrying the two men raised dust all over the sky. The first stop of this unnoticed journey to Mars was the Technical Sergeant Base - designated by Hades and must be visited.

Just like last time, Malcador was leaning against the window and taking a nap, but the difference was that under the cloak, a heavy book of "Holy Words" was lying peacefully in the old man's arms.

If religion is to be enlightened, there is no better occasion than Mars.

But it was obvious that Machado did not want to do this himself.

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【Endurance】

"Sir, Lord Pluto is not aware of his ability. Too much humanity still restrains him, but again, this is his choice, and all we have to do is comply."

In the dark and empty room, Mortarion raised his eyebrows and stared at the Sage Kirkland standing in front of him.

The words just now came naturally from Kirkland's electronic sound generator.

Mortarion leaned back in his chair quite casually. The primarch, who had just finished talking to Horus, did not want to continue his hypocritical performance on the territory of the Endurance.

Although his hypocrisy made him gain a lot of image points in Horus's heart - since Mortarion wrote those two letters, Mortarion no longer shies away from using hypocritical language. Before that, he Just because he doesn't want to, doesn't mean he won't.

[Hades personally leads you directly, is this how he lets you go? 】

"Not so, my lord."

Kirkland bowed his head submissively, and the black stone pendant swayed with his movements, flashing a faint light.

Mortarion narrowed his eyes dangerously.

This reminded Mortarion of the conversation he had with the sage on Mars. At that time, the great sage did not have such confidence in front of the original body.

[Then give me a reason why you are too brave. 】

"You are not the same as Lord Hades. I don't think you are disgusted with this."

Just indifferent, Mortarion thought lightly, part of his mind still immersed in the memory of speaking politely to Horus.

【...Do you think I am tolerant? 】

"That's not what I meant, my lord."

Kirkland bowed again,

"I just showed you our determination to the Lord of the Underworld. We obey His orders and will not misinterpret or fabricate them."

It was a rather interesting answer, neither humble nor arrogant. Mortarion suddenly became interested. He looked at Kirkland and recalled which step made the sage what he is now.

[Kirkland,] the Lord of Death spoke hoarsely, and a faint sense of oppression filled the whole room.

[Why do you think he is a god? ]

[... Why do you choose to believe in him? ]

Mortarion looked at the indicator light on Kirkland's face flashing fiercely. This seemed to be a manifestation of emotional excitement? The Lord of Death remembered that Hades had said it, but he was obviously doing something more important at the time.

"My Lord, please forgive me."

Kirkland made a crisp electronic noise.

"The first question is not the point. We will fall into endless debates on definitions and concepts, and the real meaning is buried in the believers' own choices. We believe in Him. This is our choice and has nothing to do with Him."

[Believe in Him, It Has Nothing to Do with Him? 】

Kirkland nodded deeply, while Mortarion frowned.

This was very much like the behavior of some madmen or fools. Mortarion naturally knew that some people would be quite fanatical about other things - sometimes, they would even be willing to sacrifice their lives for it.

These fanaticisms would also make them ignore some logic, or in other words, they would regard faith as their own interests, rather than worldly money or power.

But... again, Mortarion didn't care about it.

The Primarch knew very well that there were many people of this type, worshiping the Emperor, worshiping the Primarch, and worshiping a warrior with outstanding achievements. The Empire never lacked these people.

But like the Pluto Cult, just relying on Hades' personal image, it directly developed a complete system...

Even Hades himself opposed and even suppressed them.

Mortarion stared at Kirkland in silence. If it were in the past, he might have missed this detail and simply put the sage on the list of [madmen].

Kirkland must have concealed something from Mortarion. There must be something else hidden here.

Is Kirkland lowering his vigilance against them?

The Lord of Death recalled... He remembered the secret conversation between Hades and these lunatics in the interrogation room that day...

He remembered that the lamplighter Ugo was also present at the time.

Why would Hades invite psychics to come over just for a religious issue?

Motarion's face darkened and he opened the channel.

[Ugo, come here now. ]

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