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

Chapter 356 345 The Lord of the Maelstrom is me, Hades!

Chapter 356 345. The Lord of the Maelstrom is me, Hades!

Give him a period of time and he will give you a world of explosive productivity.

The Emperor, the Lord of Humanity, once said that he alone is an army, the Imperial Regent, and then the Demon Pattern Malcador hurriedly added, specifically in terms of food intake.

He is the thorn in the side of the Four Gods, the rising star in the physical world, the man who drives thousands of oil guys crazy, the commander of the nth army of the empire, the terminator of the Death Guard canteen, Barbarus's stealing tribute king, technology The reliable senior who dreams about in the sergeant's heart...

He is Hades, the King of Hades.

Now, another heavy crown is about to be crowned on his head——

Thunderous green lights up.

Hades kicked down the strangely shaped sacrificial pole, and a brick flew out and killed the last cultist in the distance who tried to escape.

Now, with Faos as the center, a circle is drawn within the maelstrom, and the last planet in this star field declares its surrender.

The entire maelstrom was whispering his name. On those planets that had been peaceful and peaceful for tens of thousands of years, dark monsters descended from the sky with a large number of madmen, shouting that in the name of the Emperor, they burned, killed, and looted, committing all kinds of evil.

Creatures avoid this, and even on the most isolated and closed planets, the monster will be mentioned in conversations - under the subconscious intervention of psionic species, they don't even dare to mention his name.

At first, they called him a monster.

After he burned the fifth planet with war, they called him the Unmentionable Blasphemer.

And after he successfully conquered an entire peaceful star field, they respected and feared him as the Lord of the Maelstrom.

In this regard, Hades, the center of the vortex of events, the Lord of the Maelstrom, the Starkiller, and the terminator of the Death Guard cafeteria, commented while squatting and holding bricks after a successful conquest,

Don't let me catch who gave me this title. It won't be a good thing for you. The planet will be burned for you, and the sacrificial supplies will be scattered all over the floor for you. Why are you calling the four gods there? I'll give you a brick to see if you're still crazy.

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Above the dark sky, bright firelight lit up.

Another triumph.

Among the rows of tall buildings in Faos, dots of red gushed out from them. The industrial behemoths of fire and electricity roared, and the gears never sleep.

Faos is still under construction, and slogans on red cloth strips can be seen everywhere on the unfinished scaffolding - "Production is the last word!" "Down with all monsters and monsters, victory belongs to mankind!" "If you are around someone who is suddenly sick. , those who are irritable...please contact the regional great sage in time."

I heard that this is Ohm Messiah’s special hobby, but I don’t know whose work it is with the slogan above.

The sages who had been able to get down from their workstations for the time being were skillfully pouring into the streets and running towards the dock, where the giant ship of Ohm Messiah was slowly docking.

They can catch a glimpse of the glory of the Ohm Messiah, cheer and feel the green static electricity crackling in their robes. If they are lucky, they can even grab the spoils sprinkled by the Ohm Messiah - some sages even grab A piece of STC fragment arrived!

The giant wheel stopped and let out a deafening roar of radio waves.

Hades paused. Behind him, Hessen Sage and Little Herrera were holding their trophies. Then, he smiled and strode off the ship.

The crowd burst into cheers, Hades snapped his fingers expertly, and scorching green lightning instantly lit up, causing screams to continue.

Hades walked casually on the port, half-dried sticky blood sticking to his boots. Behind him, a torrent of machinery was flowing slowly. They had just conquered a mining planet and evacuated their equipment. storehouse.

Hades said that if you don't take it, you won't get it.

After Hades sent Charon away in tears, the empire seemed dead and there was no communication for five years. However, given the instability of subspace navigation and the special physique of the Maelstrom, Hades understood.

In the absence of material support from the Empire, Hades dragged a disabled Forge World and a disabled World Eater, and relied on the "good" neighbors from other planets in the Maelstrom to forcibly develop the army. Woke up.

They fight and rob while building infrastructure. Even since they don't need diplomacy, they can develop faster.

For five years, Hades watched as the desolate plains of Phos turned into a sea of scaffolding, with giant beasts devouring steel and creating magnificent miracles.

The first one to be completed was the Ernest Cathedral, which was once the center of the Holy War. A huge black stone served as the floor of the church, with a heavy bulletin board in the center, and twenty-one sculptures of the victims with different expressions surrounding them. On the high platform.

Mortals tried to imitate Ohm's Messiah poorly. There were no lights in the entire cathedral. The vaguely luminous metal flowed down the walls and down the backs of chairs in a liquid state, serving as the only fixed light source in the entire cathedral.

Those who enter must bring a candle from the door. The addition of metal powder gives the candlelight a cold green tone.

But the real mystery of this church doesn’t end there.

Underneath the thick black stone, in the ground that no instrument or signal can penetrate, the Prisoner is screaming to power the entire planet.

When the sages pray and meditate on it, they will hear the sighs of the Ohm Messiah and the lamentations of the sinners - but this will make their minds calmer and make it easier to reach true wisdom.

Compared with other churches that pretend to be gods and ghosts, this cathedral is worthy of the name of a sanctuary. In the foreseeable future, countless crystallizations of human wisdom will be produced here.

As the heart of faith and energy, the Eryi Cathedral has the highest defense level, and Ohm Messiah personally designed its air defense and explosion-proof systems.

But the system is not actually completely complete.

After getting off the ship, Hades did not immediately go to the area where the World Eaters were to visit Angron - after realizing that Hades could not leave for the time being, the Lord of the Red Sands immediately said that the World Eaters would be waiting for Hadi. Sri Lanka.

With Hades here, Angron has naturally not had much contact with war in the past five years. The responsibilities of the legion commander have been shared between Rock and Kahn. Hades is relieved to realize that compared with being violent or violent at work, The frustrated Gallo and Vox, the two leaders of the World Eaters, seemed very hardworking and uncomplaining.

Maybe this is the charm of poor children becoming parents early.

Angron also recovered well, at least he no longer felt dizzy. The original body and the World Eaters were enjoying themselves happily. Hades from the Death Guard felt like he was shining like a light bulb.

Although no one except Hades thought he was an outsider, Angron had patted Hades on the shoulder many times and swore that when he got better, they would have a friendly sparring match.

Hades shook his head and shook Angron's terrifying proposal out of his mind. He didn't want to wrestle with a muscular man like the original body. He had more important things to do today. The ship had just arrived in Faos. At that time, the sages informed Hades that [it] was about to wake up.

In the research workshop, Hades stared at the screen expressionlessly... He was trying an... extremely blasphemous technology.

He thought of Kirkland who suddenly resurrected from the Golden Thought Engine, of Belisarius Caul in the future, of the Necrons... On a technical level, the operation of preserving personality thinking existed and was feasible.

However, the price and cost of the entire technology are extremely high. At the same time, Hades needs to consider the future of this technology and the outside world.

Hades took a deep breath, he might be able to... change his approach.

"Ribo?"

Hades shouted suddenly,

[I am, Lord Hades, waiting for your order at xs874. 】

Ribo the Soulless is another special being, with a firm will and the highest level of vigilance against chaos - and at the same time destined to be repelled by psychic energy.

Hades pressed the button, and he watched the indicator light turn on slowly,

"You can start calling them."

【yes. 】

Pulses travel from cable to cable, alternating ones and zeros, yes or no, AND and NOT gates. Logic, the most beautiful language in the physical world, is running at high speed, quickly building complex giants.

[? ]

This is the first character it emits when it wakes up.

[Hello, experimental twenty-one personality chimera, my name is Ribo xs874, and I will answer your confusion next. 】

Hades folded his arms and looked at the screen in front of him silently. These conversations did not have to appear on the screen. The two simulated personalities could complete the conversation between Current and Zero, but the code written by Hades ordered them to show out your own running process.

Only for simulated personalities, this has a kind of useless beauty.

The next moment, a large amount of text, characters, numbers, and even codes quickly filled the screen as big as an entire wall. The characters were flashing, and one hundred and fifty-six different pieces of information had flowed through in an instant.

Hades was expressionless. He remained motionless and watched the communication between the two personalities. The latter iterated very quickly and completed the operation to catch up with Ribo in 3.68 seconds.

They share a machine for calculation, which shows that under the same hardware conditions, the algorithm of the aggregate personality has surpassed Ribo.

The sage behind Hades who tried to follow the conversation on the screen let out a few wails, and then Hades smelled a burning smell. He did not speak, but green lightning lit up behind him.

The ever-changing light flashed across Hades' face.

In fact, Hades once thought about a problem.

Is that the current, living Kirkland, really the Kirkland that Hades knew?

Is the real Kirkland dead and all that survives is the Thought Engine's parody of him?

But later, Hades realized that Kirkland still felt pain under the Black Realm - Kirkland's soul was still there, which meant that Kirkland didn't seem to be "really dead."

But now... Hades breathed calmly, he was creating a [soulless existence].

Even in order to avoid the subspace, he introduced the soulless Ribo. The logical hardware structure must have the flesh and blood of the soulless man - and it cannot be removed.

So, can this waking existence still be life? Or is it just an engine inertia?

Hades watched [it] change from daze to ecstasy, shouting the name of Ohm Messiah and praising the God of All Opportunities. Hades even saw trembling and gratitude among the bloodless and tearless characters.

This awakened simulated mind will merge the will and knowledge of the sacrificial sages. To some extent, Hades is creating a new Belisarius, but unlike the legendary sage in the future, Hades His ambition is far greater than creating an outstanding sage.

After three hours and forty-seven minutes, communication entered the final step.

Hades slowed down his breathing, and green lightning crackled around the humming computing giant behind the screen.

He watched the text on the screen trembling, melting, and dissolving. The characters shifted from their original positions. They began to crowd together and merge into one mass, with words stacked on top of each other.

In the corner of the crowded screen, Hades glimpsed a line of small words,

[Lord Hades, I wish you good luck in martial arts and mankind will win. 】

Then this line of small characters was swallowed up by the rising garbled characters.

"Miss Ribo, humanity will win."

Hades whispered to himself softly.

He waited patiently. After seven hours, the frantic screen returned to deathly black.

Typing characters flashed and flickered.

Finally, words popped out one by one on the screen.

[Hello, Lord Hades. 】

"Hello, twenty-two personality chimeras, Ribo, Delis, T5 Ze..."

【:)】

Hades scratched his head,