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

Chapter 311 302. Be normal, I'm scared

Hades admitted that his brain went blank for a moment at that moment.

Under the huge impact of information, Hades' instinct began to scream.

He spent a moment thinking about how to escape from here and then inform Mortarion and Guilliman. After realizing that it was impossible, he began to think about how to explode with the Emperor-but he also realized that he couldn't solve the Emperor now, even if he exploded himself.

After a moment of logical loss of control, Hades returned to the track of reason. He carefully and unnoticeably maintained his previous movements and expressions, but he could feel his heartbeat faster.

For now, the Emperor in front of him, except for the shocking remarks just now, his other performances are still within Hades' understanding, and the Emperor... has not shown obvious antisocial tendencies.

Don't be a pseudo-god line, don't be a pseudo-god line, and don't be other more frightening pseudo-scriptures. Hades began to pray frantically. He would rather most of the Primarchs were crazy than see the Emperor's crazy route.

Hades decided that if he found out that the Emperor was... in the following conversation, Hades might explode today, or he might flatter him first, then quickly slip back to the Death Guard and persuade Mortarion to make an alliance with the Primarch.

Seeing that Hades did not respond to his plan, the Emperor stared at Hades with some doubts, but he continued.

"Step 2."

The Emperor opened his hands carelessly, lowered his eyes, and then looked back into Hades' eyes.

"Hades, do you want left or right? Although it is meaningless, you can choose it casually."

Hades felt that the hair on his neck was about to explode. He didn't understand... He couldn't understand... The first step was that the Emperor called himself a god, and the second step was to let him choose left or right? Left and right what?

And the Emperor's voice was still ringing carelessly, he was muttering some religious words... something like the right side is usually "integrity and justice", and the left side is "circumvention and cunning", but those were all superstitious words.

...Hades's mind was blank. He spoke slowly and cautiously, still maintaining the tone of his previous conversation with the Emperor, although he had already started screaming in his heart and saying goodbye to the Death Guard.

"I hope you can explain the meaning of this option in detail, Neos. I do have a fear of choice."

The Emperor was silent for a moment.

"I neglected it. You mentioned earlier that you don't want to make a choice-then the right hand."

Don't skip the question asked by Hades and give him the choice directly! He can still struggle!

The Emperor, who could not hear Hades's inner wailing at all, continued to move slowly. Golden light began to gather around him. The next moment, Hades opened his eyes wide-

The Emperor raised his right hand, used his left index finger as a knife, and gently cut a line on the first knuckle of his right little finger. The deep red oozed out, accompanied by a light "click".

Now, on the main conference table of the first reception room of the 19th Company of the Ultramarines, the Emperor's broken little knuckle was lying quietly. In the blood-red flesh, the white bones were clearly visible.

Hades' brain completely stopped functioning.

He was silent, completely still, and witnessed the Emperor's actions with absolute astonishment.

As if he felt no pain, the Emperor stared at his right hand calmly. The golden flame licked the broken end, and the flesh and blood quickly regenerated. In the blink of an eye, the Emperor's right hand was perfect.

Then the Emperor lowered his eyes and stared at the flesh and bones he had just cut off -

In an instant, a dazzling golden light exploded in this space! The whole room was instantly plunged into the flames of pure white light.

The fierce power of faith roared in the light, with unquestionable and overwhelming tyranny and prejudice, the cold and ruthless psychic light bloomed, strangling this tyrannical power, wrestling, tearing and merging.

The whispers of thousands of creatures seemed to sway in the fire, hoping, telling, believing, and following... In a white light that could not distinguish the north and south of the sky and the earth, they brushed across the Emperor's side face, a kiss, and a knife cut.

The Emperor had a blank expression on his face, ignoring the chants of billions of people. He continued to stare at the knuckle he had just cut off. Now, the flesh and blood had melted into the flames, leaving only the bones flickering in the light.

...The flames slowly died down.

The Emperor picked up the bone, which looked like a warm white jade shining with golden light, but also with a piercing psychic power... It succeeded, and the Emperor was satisfied with it.

Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Hades, who was standing in the corner of the room, raising his sickle towards him.

Hades also stared at him, and at the same time held the sickle tighter.

...

"I don't understand."

The Emperor held the knuckle and said slowly,

"I don't understand either."

Hades said that he was trying his best to control himself. The psychic flames just now were too fierce. For Hades and his Black Domain, this was a kind of irreconcilable situation.

...He didn't, he didn't run away immediately, the damn door was locked, and it was the reinforced kind. Hades suddenly remembered that Malcador closed the door before leaving.

Hades screamed in his heart. He should not have forgotten that Malcador was in league with the Emperor. But Malcador was still within the scope of human understanding. What was the Emperor doing? !

Hades swallowed his saliva. He should have made some things clear. Otherwise, Hades did not think the Emperor could understand why he was in his current state.

"...Nios, your current actions are very consistent with...some stereotyped villain images in my impression. I am very worried that you are not the person I understand..."

"But... it's closer to the existence of some subspaces."

The Emperor was silent as he continued to hold up the joint.

"You misunderstood me, Hades, but I don't think I used the wrong words."

Hades stared at the Emperor. He felt that he might never come back when he saw the Emperor this time...His Death Guard...

"I do hope I misunderstood you, Neos."

"But first,"

Hades said,

"I will state my position first to avoid unnecessary trouble. I hope that, in the end, human beings can live freely, autonomously, and independently, rather than becoming believers in some kind of existence. Human beings can rely on themselves to develop and survive crises. "

"And I, Hades, base all my actions on the above principles and seek benefits for myself and those I know well without violating them."

Hades quickly stated his position, and the confusion on the Emperor's face gradually turned into a smile.

Still a bright smile.

But he was holding a bone joint. In view of the emperor's speech and behavior just now, Hades thought that the whole picture had a sense of indescribable weirdness.

Hades didn't understand, he just wanted to curse people now.

The emperor spoke in a rather relaxed tone,

"That's why I chose you, Hades,"

The emperor laughed and said,

"I haven't met anyone like you for a long time. I've seen too many empty people, too many narrow people... and those who are caught in the middle and tortured to the point of madness."

The emperor smiled and shook his head,

"I admire your open-mindedness, and I admire you too - if you put down the sickle."

Hades was unwavering, even though he felt he could not survive a single move from the Emperor,

"You need to clear up my misunderstanding about you first, Neos, your second step, third step... what is your subsequent plan?"

Hades paused;

"At least I haven't seen a plan that requires cutting off a section of your pinky finger."

The Emperor blinked, he seemed to be thinking,

"It can also be any other part, as long as it carries my bones."

Is this the key point? !

"Why do you carry your skeleton and what is it used for?"

The Emperor twisted the joints in his hands. He reminded Hades of those bored people playing with rubber.

"This is a medium. From an occult point of view, it will be connected to my spiritual energy. Through this, I can transfer my spiritual energy, mostly the part with impure faith, to you. ” to avoid the possibility of becoming a god.”

Hades breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly put down his scythe. The ups and downs just now made him mentally exhausted.

"You can explain it in advance instead of giving me a multiple-choice question first."

The Emperor stopped turning his bones,

"This may be a matter of habit. I have always preferred to show people my power before giving them orders."

Hades took a deep breath;

"Then what's the explanation? After witnessing your power, people bowed their heads and worshiped without any need for your explanation. Am I right?"

Then Hades saw the Emperor nod slowly and hesitantly.

"Explanation always consumes time, and in most cases, explanation does not bring profit."

Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, Hades said that everything you said is right, but he was scared to death just now.

If he were Malcador, he would sooner or later be frightened by the Emperor and give him a heart attack. Poor old horse, he would still be frightened at such a young age.

Hades glanced at the Emperor silently, put away the scythe, and sat back silently.

Seeing him return, the Emperor smiled at him as a friendly gesture.

Hades almost lost his breath again.

"Transfer psychic energy?"

Hades changed the topic decisively. He didn't want to recall the scene just now, but the bones in the emperor's hands kept reminding him of the previous crazy scene.

"You want me to swallow this part of the spiritual energy? But if you give it to me and I swallow too much..."

Hades's voice gradually became quieter, no, that's not right——

"This part of spiritual energy is not completely swallowed by me. Do you want to use them to suppress my black domain?!"

The emperor smiled and nodded,

"Yes, that's why I have to [call myself a god]. Your black domain is still not enough to shake the waves - it's time for us to give it a push."

"As long as the power of faith can suppress your black domain, you can always be active within the entire empire and release it when necessary."

Hades thought... The Emperor now acquiesces to the faith of Hades, diverts the Greaser's faith to expand his black domain, and then uses the Word Bearers to call himself a god, using the power of this faith to suppress Hades' black domain.

As long as the faith in the Emperor is ensured to exceed the expansion speed of the Black Domain, Hades' Black Domain can theoretically grow to an astonishing degree - and it is guaranteed to be controllable.

It is indeed possible in theory, but this... But this is a bit crazy. If the Emperor allows faith, is it possible for the Dark Lord to accelerate... And... the four gods will definitely be aware of the Emperor's actions... This is similar to The act of building a nuclear bomb... will they take action?

Hades kept shaking his head, this is crazy, but it works,

He swallowed,

"It seems I have no other choice. I accept it, I accept it."

Hades stared at the emperor in front of him, md he smiled so brightly.

Hades decided to try and save some bit of his dignity.

"But you...are you not afraid that the existence of subspace will...act in advance?"

The Emperor dropped his smile.

"It's already started, Hades. After Perfect City, you need to go to the Twelve Legions."

Have it.