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

Chapter 312 303. You are a little extreme

The bright light in the reception room looked down at Hades, giving his white hair an almost hazy halo.

Hades swallowed.

Finally, as if accepting his fate, and also as if he compromised, Hades stretched out his hand.

The emperor opposite him showed a satisfied smile. The emperor stretched out his hand and released the small white bone between his fingertips.

"clatter"

The sound of bones colliding with armor was clear and audible, and Hades looked stern. A faint golden flame seemed to be burning along his arm, with a small crackling sound, burning everything.

Hades blinked, and the next moment, these ethereal flames disappeared.

Apart from the flames that stayed on his retinas for a moment, Hades himself felt nothing else.

The Emperor reached back, crossed his hands, supported his chin, and looked at Hades with interest. For some reason, Hades felt that the Emperor became more energetic.

"that's it?"

The emperor nodded,

"You can eat it, or simply put it away."

Hardesty's hand holding this phalanx trembled slightly, and he retracted his hand silently.

"I'd better put it away."

He felt the white bones in his hands, which were very light and had a texture like slightly rough jade. Other than that, it was just an ordinary knuckle bone with a ceramic-like texture.

It turns out that the Emperor's little finger bone is similar to everyone else's.

Hades thought, he took a cord of suitable length and thickness from the cord he carried, tied it to the slightly depressed place in the middle of the phalanx, and then put it on his neck.

It took Hades some effort to tie the necklace on himself. The emperor waited for him silently. Finally, Hades finished the task and stuffed the simple necklace back under his clothes - so that others would only You can see that Hades brought a B7 model wire.

When Hades turned his gaze back to the Emperor, the Emperor spoke,

"I have a rope."

If it were an ordinary person, Hades would ask him why he didn't tell him earlier, but since he was facing the Emperor, Hades decided to be polite.

He gave a forced smile, a sign of surrender to the emperor's emotional intelligence,

"Thank you, but that's no longer necessary."

"I have a rough understanding of your plan, Neos, at least for now."

"Then what's next? Let's go to the Perfect City and witness its burning? But I want to remind you that in Luojia's legion, there is-"

"I know."

The Emperor interrupted Hades, golden fire burning in his eyes,

"There are hidden children lurking in every legion. I know they exist, but I can't accurately perceive who they are."

"You know who they are, right, Hades?"

Hades paused for a moment, then he nodded firmly.

"At least I know some of it, like the two bastards hiding in the Word Bearers Legion."

Two shots, both, Erebus!

The emperor showed a faint smile,

"They are related to the faith of the Four Gods, right?"

Hades looked at the Emperor,

"you know……"

"I know some fragments of the story, and because of your tips, I can deduce the rest of the story. Before I found No. 17, there were indeed traces of chaos in Colchis where No. 17 landed - and Luojia launched a war. He claimed to have eradicated those blasphemous existences and established faith about me on the entire planet..."

The emperor stated calmly,

"But if he has fallen, it proves that those traces have not been completely erased. They are just hidden in a more subtle way, waiting for me to make mistakes."

"That's why you're here, Hades."

Hades calmly gave himself an injection of immunity in his heart, which sounded very much like a precursor to painting a cake.

Of course the Emperor had no idea what Hades was thinking, he continued,

"Do you think there are traces of those on Mauna Chia? Or on other planets conquered by the Word Bearers, Devon, Corosa, Uwande..."

Monazia is the perfect city, on a planet called Kerr.

Hades was silent. In fact, in the original work, Lorja's adoptive father, the first-class scum in the Warhammer world, Kor'falon, when persuading the shaken Lorgar, he personally admitted that he and Erebus were having an affair. The planets they conquered left behind... the ashes of culture.

Of course, the ashes here refer to the former Chaos Defense Faith of Colchis, the home planet of Luojia.

Hades nodded, thinking,

"As far as I know, the probability is high - you want me to find possible traces of corruption in the Perfect City, Neos?"

The Emperor smiled and confirmed Hades's suspicion. He paused for a moment, and then spoke again,

"Before this, I asked the heirs about their thoughts on destroying the Perfect City."

Hades had a meal,

"What do they think?"

The emperor shook his head gently,

"It's nothing new, but in their eyes I see the fear buried deep beneath the hard shell - they think I'm cruel."

Russ even defended Lorgar, and to the Emperor's amusement, during their conversation, Russ revealed that he had read the Book of Sage.

Hades' words interrupted his memories,

"Are you guilty?"

The emperor smiled;

"No, the Perfect City is destined to be burned. No. 17 needs to realize his mistake, and burning the Perfect City is also a warning and a kind of protection for him and the Legion -"

"At the same time, untempered faith cannot withstand the storm, Hades."

The emperor naturally said terrible words,

"If No. 17 can really afford my trust in him, then he must accept the punishment from me - he needs to prove whether he has true piety."

"He must prove he can survive the coming storm or I will reduce the size of his army."

"I will personally point out the errors in his beliefs, point out his uncleanness - and you will need to help me find the evidence... and at the same time, cull the carrion from the Legion."

Hades pondered for a moment,

"Looks like we need a pair of schedules."

"It's natural."

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If Hades was asked to comment on the Emperor's plan, he would only say that it was too arrogant, really too arrogant.

But the emperor has his own pride, so Hades doesn't make any comments.

"I suggest you have a serious communication with Guilliman at least once, Neos."

The Emperor looked at Hades;

"Malcador said the same thing to you, Hades."

Hades nodded undeniably,

"You really need to talk to Guilliman. I don't want to see the Ultramarines..."

"I will."

The Emperor interrupted Hades in time and changed the subject decisively.

"Hades, in the stories you know, how many betrayers are there among the Word Bearers?"

"At least two people."

Hades immediately said,

"okay, I get it."

The Emperor said calmly, but Hades looked hesitant;

"Neos, if we punish the sinners we now know, will they choose new emissaries?"

"This is inevitable."

"That--"

"Let them choose,"

The emperor said casually,

"Don't be afraid of a stone on the roadside. Hades, we are about to enter a more magnificent battlefield. If we cannot save mankind from it, then let the galaxy be destroyed."

...Another madman, Hades thought desperately. The Mortarion in his memory seemed to be less extreme.

No more! The conversation is finally over! Great!

I spent two fucking days talking to the Emperor! 1w words!