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

Chapter 310 301. The Emperor

Hades smiled politely, although his smile concealed more helplessness.

He originally thought that the Emperor...at least...would keep a certain distance from him, or rather, a sense of mystery.

Just like the letter in the past.

Hades expected that the Emperor would be more like a monarch, rather than...ahem.

Based on the Emperor's series of smooth social tricks just now, Hades suddenly had a bad guess in his mind.

The Emperor, Neos, seemed to really want to just chat with Hades-on a status that was close to equality (Hades dare not say it was completely equal).

From his repeated correction of Hades's address to his initiative to ask for frankness, the Emperor seemed to be really trying to communicate with Hades.

Hades blinked heavily. Before this, he still respected and admired the Lord of Mankind-not like the Primarch.

But now...

Hades took a deep breath and spoke,

"Nios... I gave you my loyalty and frankness, so... I want to ask, why me? Why do you trust me?"

The Emperor smiled, as if Hades finally asked the question,

"Then why do you trust me?"

Hades swallowed his saliva and decided to test it,

"We just agreed to be frank, Neos, due to my own cultural literacy, I can't understand rhetorical questions, metaphors, similes, parallelism, allusions... and other languages ​​that require high comprehension ability."

The Emperor's The smile deepened,

"I appreciate your sense of humor."

Hades nodded,

"Thank you for your appreciation, and I think it is unnecessary to change the subject."

The Emperor's smile froze for a moment, he paused, as if he was not used to this, but he still spoke,

"I chose you because I know you will only choose humans, just as you know, I will only choose humans."

"In addition to humans, in addition to the Empire, we cannot accept anything else, and it is difficult to tolerate anything else."

Although entering the Warhammer made Hades sad, it was indeed a fact, and Hades could only affirm the Emperor with silence.

The Emperor continued, he was thinking about how to not use metaphors, which might be a trivial challenge, which meant more words and explanations.

"You were not my original master plan, but your growth and ability have proved yourself, so I chose to change my plan." Hades stared at the Emperor and said softly, "What was your original master plan?" "Webway, Imperial Truth." The Emperor said calmly, his expression became serious again, "What about now?" "Webway, State Religion." Even though he had already made sufficient psychological preparations with Malcador, when the middle-aged man, the Emperor, personally mentioned the State Religion in front of Hades, Hades still felt a chill on his back. Hades slowly considered his words, "So... this time when you go to the Perfect City, do you hope to... establish a State Religion?" "Yes and no." The Emperor spoke naturally, "The State Religion has always been among our many backup plans, but for various reasons, we have temporarily abandoned it." "And then you activated it again, because of me? Why?" The Emperor paused for a moment, he stood up from the end of the conference table, walked to the opposite side of Hades, and then sat down again. He stared at Hades with his eyes wide open, his hands crossed, the olive laurel wreath gleaming on his black hair.

"I envy you, foreigner, the laws of physics are the basic laws of your world."

"But here, in my homeland, the subspace and the physical universe are mixed together to give birth to life."

"The Imperial Truth confuses you because it is very similar to your old habits, isn't it?"

Hades coughed, he was transformed so that he couldn't cough. The Emperor didn't know whether it was because he had hit Hades's psychology or he had just used a rhetorical question in violation of the rules.

But according to his usual speaking habits, he should continue now instead of pausing.

"The Great Crusade is accompanied by heavy and huge negative emotions, which continue to tear the curtain and catalyze the erosion of the warp on the physical world."

"The promotion of the Imperial Truth has slowed down this process, winning the few remaining sands in the hourglass for the expedition."

"Do you understand, Hades?"

Hades did not cough this time, so the Emperor classified Hades' cough just now as the first guess, and at the same time classified Hades as a person who was not rigorous.

"I understand," Hades' voice was a little low, "As long as the Great Crusade collects enough resources and builds the webway, humans will have a space to temporarily avoid the erosion of the warp." "But if my memory is true, you failed on the road of the Imperial Truth and the webway, Neos." The Emperor smiled casually and shook his head. The double-headed eagle emblem on the wall behind him seemed to be more dazzling. "You only remember one ending? I thought you knew enough routes, and they were all real." "Even if it was the failed path you firmly believed in, I once held the blade of victory." Hades blinked. He was indeed thinking, but it seemed quite boring to think about the old path now, because they all knew that the Empire had found a new and completely different path.

"Nios, since you know that the original plan can also win, why do you change it?"

With golden flames burning in his black eyes, the Emperor stared at Hades' dark pupils,

“This path has a greater chance of success.”

The emperor said,

"That's all, Hades."

Hades understood why Malcador and others were willing to follow the Emperor. On topics involving the Empire and humanity, the Emperor had an astonishing, dazzling confidence - he sounded really confident about success.

If coupled with that sparkling psychic aura... Hades couldn't think of a human being who could reject the Emperor.

But the good news is that Hades is immune to the Emperor's psychic aura... At the same time, he feels that these words are very similar to the pie his bankrupt boss drew for him before running away.

Now Hades has updated the image of the emperor into a boss who squeezes the subway.

Hades thought for a while, if he continued like this, he would have to listen to a speech. He was very familiar with this, and he was still the kind of person who painted a big pie, so he decisively changed his questioning method and asked from the details.

"I seem to understand, Neos, but I still want to know, why did you choose to burn the Perfect City in your master plan and at the same time...not talk to your descendant Luojia?"

Hades was very happy to see that the MLM-like passion in the Emperor had faded away, and he refused to make verbal comments. Starting from you and him,

"The Word Bearers..."

The emperor paused.

“They gain strength through their thoughts and beliefs, but their beliefs also bite back at them.”

Hades mused, knowing what the Emperor was referring to.

"Their faith twisted you, Neos? They thought you were majestic and ruthless, and so you really started to become cold? Faith gave you strength, but at the same time made you no longer yourself?"

The emperor nodded lightly,

"Not only that,"

He said,

"The beliefs of the many mortals under the Word Bearers also distorted Lorgar and the Word Bearers. They began to forget the mission of the Legion and instead indulged in their own religious world."

"As a physical representation of the faith, the Perfect City needs to be burned, otherwise the Word Bearers, twisted by their faith, will eventually be removed from their ranks."

Hades blinked, he whispered a little and said uncertainly,

"Why not just remove the Word Bearers?"

On the emotional side, if Hades is the decision-maker, then he will firmly believe that all rebel factions should take a shot before the great rebellion, and if not possible, the size of the legions must be reduced.

...Although this will most likely lead to a replacement of the rebel faction.

The Emperor was silent, but he finally broke it,

"I created No. 17. He was the original body that was most obedient to me. He was a candidate for the state religion. In that assumption that no longer exists, I believed that he had the ability to change himself and that he would be reborn from the ashes. , laying the foundation for the establishment of the state religion in the future.”

"I know that every Primarch has the possibility of falling into the abyss. I can see the turmoil in the future, but I never thought that they would choose my most docile descendant as the first one. On a strategic level, they would attack the four people at that time. God-wise, the Word Bearers and Luojia are not the best choices. I thought they would choose..."

The emperor's voice lowered,

"Now it seems that this was just a naked mockery."

The Emperor said lightly that even without the psychic perspective, he could feel Hades falling into deep contemplation, so he remained silent until Hades's somewhat relaxed voice sounded, but Hades' He spoke more to lighten the mood than to say that he had finally finished thinking.

"I didn't expect you to have... so many emotions for the original body?"

The emperor looked at Hades calmly. He obviously disagreed with Hades' statement.

"I created the Primarch first to ensure the smooth progress of the Great Crusade, and secondly to allow them to call me father."

"No. 17, Luojia, the Word Bearers, as long as they have not fallen into the abyss, then I am happy to use them, even if they need to be warned."

Hades pondered, if we follow the emperor's logic...the current route is the webway and the national religion, that means——

"The Perfect City won't be burned down, Neos?"

"No,"

The emperor shook his head,

"They still need to be corrected. If Seventeen still can't see clearly, then I will dispatch the First Legion and Ryan will faithfully carry out his duties."

"I will show you the Empire's current plan, Hades, and you won't have too many questions."

"first step,"

The emperor looked away. He lowered his eyes and stared at his reflection on the desk. His black hair hung down, and he saw the reflection of an ordinary middle-aged man.

"I will tell No. 17 on the ashes of the Perfect City that I am God."

Hades gasped.

md, the conversation with the emperor involves the core plot. We talked for a long time and haven’t finished yet. Why the hell do you talk so much?

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