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

Chapter 653 101. Reunion in the Medical Room

[Past]

"What?"

Karas laughed in anger. He stared at the Primarch in front of him and the silent Vorcus behind him.

"You want me to stay?"

The Undead started the conversation. He took a few steps forward and stared at the Primarch's eyes with a provocative look.

"I am not qualified to enter the garden with the Death Guard?"

Karas asked back.

[...The Storm Star Region needs someone to take care of it. ]

Motarion said slowly.

[The junior...can't do it. ]

"Then why doesn't he come?"

Karas raised his head and nodded Vorcus behind Mortarion. Vorcus was silent. The two-faced man had long been accustomed to Karas's weirdness.

Motarion blinked, looked back at Vorcus, and turned to look at Karas.

[We need someone to stay. ]

The Primarch said patiently. Karas didn't know which "we" he was referring to? But he didn't plan to ask further. He sneered and opened his arms.

"As you wish, great Primarch."

Karas's mouth curled up into a smile.

"I will stay here well - build this damned everything."

[......]

[I just trust you. The rear cannot be lost. ]

Motarion walked over, bent down, patted Karas's shoulder armor, and the Primarch took a deep breath, as if thinking about how to start.

[Except for me, you are the only one in the Death Guard who is proficient in psychic power. ]

The Primarch said,

[We all know what this means...]

The Death Guard must have a person who knows how to deal with all kinds of chaos. He must be tough enough, strong enough, and never betray.

Vorx is also fine, but the Primarch hopes it is Karas. The time is long enough to talk about everything. He hopes Karas will stand up again.

Karas said nothing, and the old soldier just left in loneliness.

The Primarch stood up... Sometimes, he might understand Hades's mysterious words "I won't take you with me when I board the ship."

Although when Hades said this, he usually said something like "Sister, you are so juicy."

If it were him, would he feel dissatisfied? Would he plant the seeds of unwillingness in his heart until he was induced to fall?

Mortarion was silent.

But then he confirmed his thoughts. Karas would not. Karas, who had tasted true despair, would be the most powerful sickle against Chaos.

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[Now]

"Everything has been settled for the time being, and the caregivers of the Hades Cult have been deployed in place."

In the highest-level medical room on the Barbarus star ring, Hades lowered his head and stepped into the medical room.

He looked at the two people lying on the bed, but Mortarion had a blank look on his face. The pharmacist didn't know how to treat the Primarch, so he let Mortarion stay alone.

Mortarion prepared a few potions for himself, and after drinking them, he lay quietly on the bed and looked up at the sky. He had a strong ability to manage himself.

It seemed that Slaanesh had cast too much of a psychological shadow on the Primarch, so Mortarion was not in a hurry to work... or do anything else.

By the way, he threw all the post-war recovery work to Hades.

But Karas on the other bed was not very honest.

His muscles and most of his tissues, even his bones and bone marrow, were backfired by the extreme cold brought by the psychic energy. He was able to survive - or not die, all thanks to the Primarch's [Refuse to Die].

The pharmacist had already given a death order, and Karas needed to rest. Before he recovered, he was not allowed to make big moves.

The pharmacist, who knew Karas well, decisively tied up Typhon with bandages and plaster, leaving only his face exposed, and fortunately, the scales on his face that were transformed by Slaanesh were exposed.

Now it seemed that Karas wanted to bang his head against the wall to death, but the bandages tied to the bed prevented the veteran from continuing to do so.

So Hades walked in and saw Mortarion with a blank face and Karas struggling hard on the bed next to the Primarch.

"..."

Hades silently cut off the hidden camera that Trazyn had installed in the medical room.

"Are you okay?"

Hades asked Mortarion, and the Primarch responded. Hades naturally walked past Mortarion's bed - he was going to decontaminate Karas first.

In fact, Karas was the last one, and Mortarion and Typhon tacitly let Hades take care of the others first.

"I'm not good!!!"

Karas screamed in horror,

"Stay away from me!!! Get out!!!"

"I'll help you decontaminate and leave."

Hades was speechless. Why was Typhon still terrified? He was the victim.

"Of course, I have something else to ask you."

Hades said that he heard a hurried sound of footsteps in the corridor and judged that it should be Buzz Bella.

This matter was so big that it alarmed the document workers who were working hard in Terra.

Ignoring Karas's yelling, Hades calmly reached out of the Black Domain and turned on the recording on his armor.

Accompanied by Typhon's yelling and profanity, the recording automatically played,

"Nurgle looks better than you when fighting with you ugly bastards."

There were more exciting things to come, but Hades decided to wait until he finished healing Karas before arguing with him, otherwise Karas would only scream now and Hades would not be able to talk to him properly.

So Hades concentrated on using the Black Domain to elbow Karas' soul.

On the other side, Mortarion let his eyes go, silently listening to the screams from the bed next to him.

The primarch swallowed quietly, grateful that his constitution was not tainted by Slaanesh.

Hades has gradually become accustomed to the various reactions of psykers facing him. Perhaps it is humans. When faced with the expulsion pollution of the Death Guard, there were only a few among the few who could not vomit in front of Hades. .

Hades also became aware of his unpopularity again.

Hades glanced at Typhon. Typhon had not vomited yet. He was touched - he was still safe.

To Hades's surprise, unlike Karas's weak soul thousands of years ago, Typhon's soul strength can now be called T1 level. A very powerful flame is burning, as if it has found new fuel. .

After confirming that there was no possibility of corruption and contamination in Karas's soul, Hades let it go.

Everyone has their own little secret.

The pink and purple color of Slaanesh disappeared, and Hades felt a little palpitated that he was quite familiar with Slaanesh's psychic powers.

"alright."

Hades said, looking at Typhon who was lying on the bed, dying and foaming at the mouth.

"... Go back and wash your face yourself, and the scales will come off."

Hades added the medical advice by the way. He waited patiently for Typhon to come back to his senses and then ask Typhon what exactly he was cursing.

The footsteps had already stopped at the door, and Hades spoke directly,

"Come in, Buzz."

"Report."

Ming Zi Buz walked in cautiously. Hades felt Buz's eyes quickly sweep over the original body and Karas, but in the end he stood behind him without looking away.

Hades saw Mortarion's eyes looking curiously at Buz, and Buz seemed to feel the original body's eyes, so he stood directly in the blind spot behind Hades.

Seeing that Karas did not seem to be recovering for the time being, Hades symbolically asked the two patients if they needed to rest. The original body did not move, and Karas was speechless for the time being, so Hades went directly to the ward. Asked Buzz to work.

The purpose is to get these two people to work.

At first, Mingzi Butz's voice was a little urgent, but the first sentence was not about the current situation. Mingzi first asked how Hades was.

Hades smiled sadly, threw away and ate a bunch of inexplicable things, and the rest... was okay?

At least I'm not hungry now.

He was still unwilling to recall the scenes and details of the time intellectually and emotionally, but Hades knew that he would have to face it sooner or later, and he could not let his escape lead to hidden dangers——

What he regretted most now was that he had not succeeded in killing Slaanesh, or Elsa - or they both deserved to die.

Still not strong enough...

Hades thought, it was too sudden.

But he still didn't want to recall the details. Hades didn't want to conjure up an overly perverted image of Slaanesh in his mind.

They had a brief chat. Buz had directly brought some of Terra's supplies, which was unnecessary. Barbarus was rich enough, but since he was here... there was no need to send them back.

"And one more thing,"

Butz suddenly had a serious expression on his face. He glanced hesitantly at the original body and Typhon, who seemed to be struggling to regain his ability to curse. He didn't know whether to say anything or not.

"Is it important?"

Hades asked,

"important--"

Butz said that he read the atmosphere in the air. The news he brought was too heavy, and the current atmosphere may not be suitable.

“But maybe you don’t need to make an immediate decision.”

Hades stared at Buzz in silence, and the little guy looked back at him and blinked.

...It seems like the kind of thing that needs long-term planning.

Thinking of this, Hades sighed. He thought of the Endurance that broke the dragon's spine, and the medical room that was completely full in the Barbarus star field, although the storm in the subspace was even duller——

But Hades still felt angry.

He was still hesitant about Malcador's proposal to attack Slaanesh, but Slaanesh came over on his own? ? ?

? ? ?

If you don't look for Slaanesh, Slaanesh will come to you, right?

Hades realized that the Chaos could not survive without fighting.

Different from his impression, the Chaos were now more fearless and shameless - perhaps this was what the Emperor had to face.

Preparation... still need to prepare... Hades took a deep breath and felt confused. This time he was careless. He never thought about the possibility of Chaos jumping directly into the physical world to fight.

In the future, at least one of him or Mortarion must be contacted by the Death Guard or the Empire at any time.

Small crackling lightnings lit up around him. Hades paused and began to calm down.

He was quiet and decided to finish what he was doing first.

Anyway, everything has been settled for the time being... Hades thought that it would be more convenient to rely on Barbarus.

After the war, the towing fleet quickly dispatched from the Barbarus Star Region came to the rescue.

Hades looked at Karas and thought that Karas had recovered and was now pretending to be dead.

Because Karas was cursing just now, he didn't hear the recording played by Hades, so Hades turned it back and started playing it again.

Hades was not worried about Buz hearing it. In fact, almost all the Death Guard heard it. With Buz's intelligence gathering ability, he probably knew everything.

The voice of Karas cursing Lucius and the Demonic Disaster broke out,

"In front of you..."

Hades paused, "The scolding is quite good."

Hard work, pure hard work, Hades thought, he would scold him the same way next time.

[...The rhetoric is wonderful. 】

Mortarion, who was lying dead on the bed, also gave a rare compliment. Karas remained silent and continued to pretend to be dead.

“But what the hell comes next???”

Hades asked, pressing the play button,

"Do you think you will be favored by Hades?! As a close friend of Hades! Hades can watch Nurgle get hard - and he will not come to you! You are more disgusting to him than Nurgle!"

? ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ?

Hades was in disbelief, his scalp was numb, and his outlook was ruined - why did he hear such words from Karas's mouth?

How much does this big brother hate him?

Old people, subways, mobile phones.

Moreover - Karas turns out not to be the dark guy Hades imagined, he seems to have an extremely rich inner life.

Typhon, who was lying on the bed, ignored Hades, and the room became quiet for the time being.

【laugh. 】

A small laugh erupted from Mortarion's bed.

? !

"Are you laughing?!!! Lao Mo??? You must have just laughed, right?!!!"

Hades looked sharply at Mortarion,

"You kid just laughed, didn't you—"

【……】

【……No. 】

Mortarion said righteously, his tone so indifferent that Hades almost believed what he said was true.

Hades had a hash mark on his head.

Over the past ten thousand years, Mortarion may not have learned anything else, but he has become more and more proficient in politicians' tact and lying.

However, the recording is still playing, and there is a faint "waaagh!" sound in the noisy background.

"I am the one who has endured Nurgle's curse - even if I were to choose, it would be Nurgle! After all, he is the false god that Pluto longs for~"

【……】

[Ho ho—cough cough cough! ! ! 】

The original body couldn't bear it any longer. He burst out into an astonishing laugh. The man who died of consumption coughed loudly. Hades sincerely hoped that Mortarion would just take his breath away.

Forget it.

The corners of Hades's mouth twitched, and he was heartbroken.

"I didn't scold you, did I? I didn't scold you, so you can have fun like this?!"

【Cough cough cough cough cough! --No,】

The primarch's voice suddenly fell silent,

[I didn’t see you joking, I just felt sincerely happy - it turned out that Karas had always thought so. 】

"You've remembered something funny, haven't you?"

Hades swore that if it weren't for their patients, he would have attacked them like a mountain. In fact, Buz was now pulling the eager Hades' shoulders, as if to say, boss, forget it.

"And you!"

Hades turned his head suddenly and stared at Karas,

"You're scolding me like that!"

He was so angry that he was at a loss for words. This guy Karas was attacking almost indiscriminately. He not only cursed Slaanesh, but also Hades, and even cursed Karas himself.

"You-you, you, you, you-how can you curse like that?!"

Hades glared at Karas angrily. Karas, who had recovered from the pain of the black realm, worked hard to raise his head and stare at Hades.

There are five points of contempt in his eyes, three points of contempt and two points of contempt.

"how?"

Karas asked back, trying to stiffen his neck.

"So, you're going to kill me?"

Hades was about to lose his temper. He made a gesture of rolling up his sleeves.

"I'm going to—"

Fortunately, his heir Buz was very considerate. He quickly stepped forward and stood in the middle of the two parties. He settled the matter as if it was free of charge and acted as a good peacemaker.

Hades said something, and Karas retorted, and it almost turned into a trash-talking exchange. If it weren't for the huge difference in strength between the two sides and their illness, the two of them might have started fighting indiscriminately. Hades Karas, who believed that he could hit him with an elbow strike, was convinced and cured his crooked nose. Karas also believed that he could accurately spit phlegm into Hades' mouth and let him eat something good.

While Buzz was thinking about it, the primarch started laughing again, like he was coughing.