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

Chapter 307 298. Being deceived

Apparently Malcador had completed his mission and began to expel Hades from the solar system.

Hades blinked. He looked at Malcador, who was mentally weak. They were heading to the black ship. Charon, Black Fa, Jin and other people were following them. This team seemed very strange.

"...Makado, have you...forgot something?"

The old man glanced at Hades impatiently from under his hood,

"When did you become so tactful, Hades?"

Hades thought for a while and spoke in a low voice,

"The last time you came to Mars, you didn't take me there..."

Malcador's scepter struck the ground heavily, and the regent's calm and slightly sullen voice sounded, seemingly not shying away from the group of people behind them.

"You have obtained the scattered shallow treasures, and if you want to continue digging...then you will be completely trapped in a world that you cannot understand, its vast sleeping memory-or, we can unlock its seal and let It wakes up and you subdue it."

Hades said haha, that's okay, nothing happened just now.

So they continued walking silently.

The huge hull of the black ship reveals a black line that blocks the sky in the distance, and the wind of Mars is dry and cold.

Hades took a breath. He was still not used to so many smells in the wind. He smelled the slight burn of the golden engine when it was working.

Hades spoke, and what he said made himself feel a little funny,

"Makado, what do you think about me? Do you want to promote me on Mars?"

"It's obvious."

The old man said calmly,

"If you need it, Hades, if the time calls for it, I can make it rain again on Mars - provided that you need to be at least twenty kilometers away from me. I personally think you can find the highest factory spire at will, and then Shout something incomprehensible but full of allusions.”

Hades hissed, and he spoke carefully,

"Back then...the emperor did the same thing back then?"

"No," Malcador said, "He found two Martians who were hunting in the wilderness and let them witness the miracle. Gods in golden armor descended from the sky, accompanied by the predicted rain..."

"...and I am in charge of rainfall on the spaceship."

Hades swallowed and looked at the rickety figure in front of him. He seemed to hear a faint... He couldn't say.

"The Mechanicus already has faith, so why did the Empire choose me?"

Hades considered his words,

"I personally think that the Mechanicus' faith in the Emperor is obvious...it is obviously more reasonable to maintain the current faith."

Malcador turned back and glanced at Hades. The old man's eyes were shining with the light of reason.

"To this day,"

Malcador spoke slowly,

"There are still many Mechanicus worlds that are dissatisfied with the Emperor and the Empire. And as the future Empire puts pressure on the Forge World, reduces its power, and requires it to give priority to the supply of legion logistics...the number of dissatisfied Sages will only increase. , Pure faith is obviously unable to withstand the wear and tear of real life.”

Hades spoke slowly,

"But you are trying to support another image of a god. Is this thing itself...still unable to resolve these conflicts? I don't think that changing an image...well, like me, can calm the dissatisfaction of these forging worlds."

"You are still running from your true nature, Hades."

Malcador said bluntly, Hades' actions froze, and the atmosphere of the team seemed to become strange. However, except for Hades, Jin and others still followed Hadis as if they had not heard anything. Behind Dis.

"Even he, at this stage, cannot cross a long star region and directly give his power to those who call him. He still needs a medium or a strong enough belief."

"Every time it is given, there is a loss in his power."

"But you are different, Hades."

"Your [gift] will even make your subspace influence more profound... In other words, this is not [gift], but [predation]."

"People resonate with you through their beliefs. Their belief, respect, fear, and love for you will make their soul flames approach you—and then be [swallowed] by you."

Hades clicked his tongue softly,

"I don't think people are masochists and like to believe in a god that will make them feel pain or even shorten their lifespan... Or will I be considered an evil god?"

"That's definitely a possibility now."

Malcador spoke nonchalantly,

"So now I ask that the sect managed by King remains a small-scale organization."

Jin Bian behind them lowered his head deeply as he walked, as if in response to Malcador's words, and the black stone on his body made a crisp knocking sound.

"but if……"

Malcador paused for a moment,

"If the Veil were lifted and the waves of the Warp poured into the physical world, Hades, you would quickly gain your followers, and the distortion of the Warp would be more crushing than the pain you were about to inflict on them. "

"At that time, you will face the power of faith."

Malcador said softly,

"There is no more powerful weapon in this world than ideas and beliefs."

The roar of the approaching black ship sounded, which reminded Hades of the cry of the ancient whale.

Malcador turned around and stared at Hades, his eyes seemed to be burning with endless flames,

"Believe me, Hades, I don't want to see the day when you are truly called a god by humans."

Then the old man lowered his hood to cover his sight. Malcador sneered and his tone became relaxed,

"After all, I can't imagine a situation where people like you can still be trusted by humans, even Russ?"

Hades felt an arrow hit his knee, Hades stretched out his hand,

"Wait! Then I am forced to hang up on the altar. What will happen when my black domain can no longer suppress it? You won't throw me into some deserted place, will you?"

"You shouldn't have so many questions. If you continue like this, do you expect me to explain the nature of Mortarion's warp to you?"

The old man waved his hand and motioned for Hades to get on the boat.

"Go to the Perfect City this time. When you find the Emperor, you will know his plan——"

Malcador is indeed Malcador, and in the end Hades still didn’t ask anything...

So...wait! Old horse! What is the nature of Mortarion's Warp? !

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[Call the 19th Company to prepare for subspace jump. 】

Guilliman sat at his desk, and the Primarch stared intently at the pages hanging on the wall in front of his desk.

[My father provided a vision for the Empire and granted it unbreakable strength. This vision, once applied to all social, cultural and military organizations, will surely inspire a cohesion that transcends individual ambitions. 】

[——Guilliman, "On Loyalty", 45.22.xiv]

Guilliman felt nervous sweat running down the tips of his hair, he felt suffocated, he felt... unreal.

The Emperor, his father, asked him to destroy the Perfect City.

Yes, code