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

Chapter 417 1.31 Death Guard Hades

【Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. 】

Death on the battlefield is the final destination of every soldier, and his noble soul rests peacefully here.

But he can't rest yet.

He couldn't bear to sleep.

No one needed to witness the story, but when he left, they all knew he had been there.

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The whole world turned into a blur of gray in Hades's eyes, with mottled light and shadow, and the dark earth and pale sky were indistinguishable.

My chest hurts, but the pain has long been numb.

Hades was breathing violently. He needed oxygen. Only with a steady stream of oxygen could he continue to burn, burning desperately.

Burn, burn it all.

His chest heaved, and the dry and cracked corrosive cobwebs spread out from where Father Plague had spread them. A sharp and bone-chilling wedge inserted into him, touching his organs as he breathed.

The wound was already scabbed, but Hades knew that the sharp wedge that pierced the heart could not be pulled out. Pulling it out would mean the next massive bleeding, and he could no longer bear another bleeding.

In a daze, Hades remembered the sneak attack from the Eldar on the Plague Planet and the farce on the Vengeful Soul.

At least he was used to the pain coming from his heart.

Hades' body was used to it, so he was still standing here and could continue to fight.

He tried to open his eyes wide and adopted Hades' posture. The two pistols from the Necron Trazyn had been lost in the melee. He now only had a scythe.

But the good news is, a scythe is enough.

He felt the heavy touch in his hands. The obituary he usually waved easily became heavy. The sound of broken gauntlets sounded. His armor had obviously reached its limit.

Tiredness, long fatigue surrounded Hades.

He wanted to fall forward, but the last extremely thin thread held him. Hades followed the thread, and in the end, the picture on the other end shocked him.

No...not the fragments of the dragon, nor the boundless darkness. They were standing there, them, the Death Guard.

The vast death guards were like a silent forest. They were looking at him and Hades silently.

Hades swallowed subconsciously. His absent-minded eyes reflected the gray sky and the figure that was slowly walking towards him.

The white-green forest moved, making the sound of metal collision. He saw a familiar figure standing in the depths of the forest. The Lord of Death, the Pale King, Mortarion's heavy breathing screamed under the gas mask.

【Toughness,】

The hoarse voice of the Lord of Death sounded, and his resolute eyes shined from under his hood,

[Warrior, this is the only blessing I give you. 】

Hades's vocal cords made a broken sound, and he vomited blood in his throat,

Is this... is this a scene that every Death Guard will witness before dying?

The Death Guard, under the leadership of Legion Commander Mortarion, is the most silent one among the many legions. It is good at frontal resistance on the battlefield. Countless white and green armored warriors silently step onto the battlefield.

On a high-intensity battlefield, they will survive until the last moment and fight until the last moment.

And now, the empire and humanity also need Hades to fight until the last moment.

Hades looked at the figure that suddenly rushed towards him. He felt the weak power slowly pouring out of the body when it was on the verge of reaching its limit. A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps becoming the Death Guard was the best decision he ever made.

It was this decision that allowed Hades to stand here and never fall.

Unfortunately, this time we really have to say goodbye forever.

...Barbarus.

The screaming cable suddenly hit him, and Hades silently raised his scythe in defense. His speed was no longer what it used to be. He became slow and clumsy.

Hades hopes to swing the angry scythe at the enemy, but he also knows that this is by no means the optimal solution for the prison beast named [Hades].

He hoped that he would explode again, but the explosive power that belonged to him had long been burned out. He no longer had the reflexes that made the enemy fearful. Hades burned fiercely, and in the end only the original background remained.

Hades recalled, he recalled every battle side by side with the Death Guard, he recalled Mortarion's fighting style, he recalled every defense, every move, every silent response to the enemy's attack. attack.

Vashtor's scream pierced the eardrums, blood flowed from Hades's ears, and the overwhelming cables hit him with the Craftsman's Hammer.

Vaguely, Hades felt that his power remained in Vashtor, but he was too weak now, and he could not further perceive this existence.

Hades's broken vocal cords trembled. He returned the sickle, and a dull loud noise and sparks exploded. The craftsman's ax was pressed very close to his chest, and the sparks from the weapons connected splashed onto Hades' face.

Hades knew what they said about him in private.

He is not a "qualified" Death Guard.

In other words, he doesn't look like the Death Guard.

His thinking is more like that of the Ultramarines, his fighting style is closer to that of the White Scars, and his diplomatic attitude towards others is also very similar to that of the Luna Wolves.

Hades knew it too.

He is not suitable for the Death Guard's fighting style. In the eyes of others, the Death Guard is always the one who defends passively. They eat attacks from the enemy slowly or even clumsily, and then swing their scythes when the enemy is tired.

Fighting a Death Guard means the fight will be extremely long and tedious.

Hades is not that kind of person.

In other words, he once felt that he was not this kind of person.

Hades' fighting style is always to attack quickly and defend quickly, taking the enemy by surprise.

Hades will always break out when the enemy thinks he is at the end of his rope, and at the same time, Hades will not use battle-time tricks without any psychological burden.

Therefore, from beginning to end, the martial arts Hades learned, became proficient in, and applied were all obtained when he dismantled the rare surprise skills of the Death Guard.

Hades developed a combat technique that was unique to him and refined it through contact with other legions.

But now, Hades knew that he knew deeply that he could no longer use his previous fighting skills.

His remaining physical strength could not support him, so he continued to attack so willfully.

At this moment, the wisdom from the Death Guard and from Mortarion is shining brightly.

The combat techniques developed by Mortarion were originally developed on the top of Mount Barbarus to deal with the lack of physical strength caused by difficulty breathing.

Even though the Lord of Death improved this combat technique in the subsequent legion era, its original background has never changed at all——

That time of desperation, fighting alone until the final awakening!

Hades breathed heavily. He had already made this realization.

Vash'tor attacked like a madman, the former Lord of the Hearth now like a bereaved dog, the power of its full body no longer there, its steel wings in tatters.

After the stormy sea, it was extremely lucky to survive. In order to stand on the battlefield, Vashtor also paid the price!

Had Hades been able to see Vash'Tor clearly, he would have laughed happily at the creature doing business with Chaos.

But unfortunately, Hades is now even more embarrassed than Vashtor.

He fought, feeling Vashtor's fury. Cables that were far sharper than steel bars pierced him amidst countless sonic booms, and electric arcs rushed toward him with crackling sounds.

In the light of the hateful fire, Hades swayed unsteadily, as if he was about to fall down again.

In an instant. Vashtor raised his Craftsman's Hammer once again, and the violent and shining arc suddenly rose, lighting up with a light that was completely different from the previous attack.

[If you want to survive, then try to prevent the enemy's attacks as much as possible. 】

Mortarion said he was standing on Barbarus' farmland with his scythe propped up, teaching the people.

【but……】

The Lord of Death's voice paused.

[If you know that you can no longer survive, or you think victory is more valuable than life, then take the initiative to sell your flaws, exchange injuries for injuries, and exchange blood for blood. 】

Injury for injury, blood for blood.

An icy cold light flashed in Hades's eyes. Vashtor jumped towards Hades, the warhammer whirred. At the same time, the sharp sound of the sickle breaking through the air sounded from under the Lord of Fire——

Chichichichi!

The Fire Lord's cable was the first to pierce the armor, and the pieces of flesh splashed out. Hades remained silent, and the scythe in his hand had already replaced his roar.

His eyes reflected the furious face of Vashtor, the Lord of Hearth roaring angrily, but Hades could hear nothing.

Hook sickle.

The war scythe that was trying to block Vashtor's attack suddenly changed direction!

At this moment, time was stretched extremely long——

Heavy force feedback came, and the sound of the Terminator Armor breaking came from bone conduction, but Hades no longer cared about it at this moment.

He felt the touch on the helmet, the extremely sharp sickle blade cut through the profane metal, bright fire burst out from Vashtor's body, and the Fire Lord's expression seemed to let out a shrill scream.

In the flash of lightning, the war hammer struck downwards, while the war sickle lifted upwards.

Before the new pain could catch up with Hades, fierceness burst out in his eyes. Hades suddenly pulled the sickle closer, released his right hand from the sickle, and rushed forward——

Snap.

The warhammer hit the ground and lay pale and limp at Hades' feet.

The obituary was still inside the body of the fire, glowing faintly as it struggled and collided with the metal.

Hades' face was expressionless, new blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his right hand was now raised straight forward, holding Vashtor's neck.

Vashtor cackled, and the cables all over its body exploded randomly, stabbing towards Hades. At the same time, its claws also slapped Hades' armor, leaving a noisy sound on it. Claw marks.

+...you...+

Vashtor's strangled words were squeezed out of his throat,

+...you...monster...+

It struggled to look at the monster in human skin, how, why, why? !

Why are there still beings that can survive the attacks of the Four Gods and even continue to fight? !

He should have been in a coma long ago! He should have been dying! He should have been like the heavy fruit on the branch, ready for others to pick! ! !

No, no, no, no, how could this happen? !

The four gods left him alive in the end for the final sacrifice. Before that, Vashtor could take away its benefits, but why, why——

Vashtor struggled hard. It was clear that Hades would no longer take the initiative to attack. It had clearly hit him with the Craftsman's Hammer countless times.

but now--

The hand holding its neck became colder and colder. No, he couldn't kill it, unless the monster used the black field, but he couldn't use it, yes, he couldn't use it!

Vashtor laughed maniacally,

Yes, it will only be expelled back to the highest heaven, it will not die!

As Vashtor laughed, the struggling cables pierced into the Terminator's armor, but the monster holding his neck remained motionless!

Vashtor stared at him, the cold darkness in his eyes making it tremble, fear, and fear crawling up like bone-gnawing maggots.

Hades stared at Vashtor calmly. He knew what he should do. The silver-white metal was shining slightly.

How to give true sleep to the subspace beings who control [machines] and [craftsmen].

The last remaining strength of the Void Dragon fragments began to scream. This was the fire of hatred from the physical world, towards subspace creatures and things with similar authority!

As if it realized something, Vashtor's struggle suddenly increased. Its incomplete wings flapped against Hades violently, and the sound of metal colliding with each other was heard.

Looking from a distance, one could only see the struggling Vashtor, but not Hades, who was covered by his wings.

Harder...harder...Hades felt the earth tremble under his feet. A new enemy was coming, and he didn't have much time.

In the hands of Hades, there was a crackling sound of metal twisting from Vashtor's neck, and the silver-white liquid metal spread from his neck like cracks——

+No, no, no, no, no! ! ! ! +

Vashtor screamed,

+The future, I have a place in the future! ! It's not like this! ! ! +

But as it struggled, large chunks of parts began to fall from the body that was almost split in half by the scythe.

The silver-white Star God metal climbed up, and as the metal spread, the distance that Vashtor could see was slowly swallowed by the rising darkness. It saw in horror and despair that its own river of destiny was slowly drying up.

At this moment, Vashtor truly realized what the real [God Forsaken] was.

Why is he feared, why is he vigilant, why is he targeted.

For the first time, the unrestrained subspace creatures felt the fear instinct engraved deep in their souls from survival itself.

Vashtor screamed, and the exploding flames lit up between the mechanical parts. At the last moment, the Lord of the Hearthfire decisively chose to self-destruct and escape——

"……hiss"

A quiet voice sounded from Hades's mouth.

boom! ! !

Snapped!

Silver-white flowers exploded between the necks of the blasphemous creatures. Hades let go expressionlessly, and the mechanical corpses scattered and fell to the ground in large chunks.

Above Cadia, the parts of the Lord of the Fire were spread out at Hades' feet.

This time, Hades smiled sincerely.

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【Mars】

In front of the sculpture of Pluto, the Great Sage Jin, who was praying devoutly, trembled suddenly.

Something happened.

Jin immediately raised his head and stopped praying, but at the same time, an order from Malcador came through his communication.

The Jin-306's engine roared, and he thought of something bad.

Kirkland…

Jin thought,

You are following Pluto now. If something happens to Pluto... Jin will never be able to spare Kirkland in this life.

At the same time, countless sages pursuing craftsmanship in the foundry world were immersed in books and commanding in workshops. They looked around in confusion, wanting to know what had just happened.

Someone has changed something, and they don't realize it at the moment.

But one day, they will know that today,

Who sent them the most heartfelt prayers?

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【Barbarus】

A dull thunder sounded.

Mortarion, who had been working at his desk for three days, slowly raised his head. Why had he been feeling something vaguely wrong these past few days?

A pale light fell from the window and onto Mortarion's desk. Mortarion stared at the scenery outside the window thoughtfully. The rolling clouds were currently covering the sky of Barbarus.

It's going to rain.

The sound of wind mixed with water vapor blew through the vast cornfields of Barbarus. The corn seedlings slightly bent their heads, revealing the blessing grain bags hanging on the black sculptures.

The people cultivating the fields raised their heads, and involuntarily, they looked at the sky and the direction of the star.

Cardia is sparkling.

4.5k, it’s gone today, I’ve exhausted all the updates for the full class, don’t wait any longer tonight, vomiting...

Thanks to [Mohana, Chosen of Slaanesh] for joining the alliance again, the boss is awesome! !

Thanks to [leewugui] for the 30,000 point reward! ! !

Thanks to my friends who support me and reward me!

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As a digression, the person who apologized has not yet made an alliance with me. He is not this person. Please don’t admit your mistake. This is the boss!

Then I would like to apologize again today. The group thing has affected the normal reading friends. Mainly because I have no experience, and also because of the private chat with each other, which made my mentality explode. He is also a writer friend who I trust very much, so That's sloppy.

Next time this kind of thing happens, I will resolve it via private chat and won’t bother you again! !

The new group will be created after this volume is over, which will be the weekend.