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

Chapter 663 111. Prophet Angron

[Barbarus]

Hades pushed open the door in a dusty state.

He looked up and saw Magnus and Mortarion talking freely. Magnus was very excited, and Ahriman seemed drunk and crying in Karas' arms. The Thousand Sons and Karas looked like some kind of middle-aged frustrated people.

"..."

Hades closed the door silently.

He paused for a second, then pushed the door open again.

Mortarion and Magnus stopped at the same time, silently looking back at Hades, who was giving him the middle finger.

?

Where did Karas learn this?

Hades coughed twice. Because he knew a little about metal shaping, his armor now looked like brand new - there was no sign of the fierce battle he had just experienced.

It wasn't a fierce battle, but it was just that he was furious at Trazyn's poor operation. Hades watched Trazyn use his full godly equipment to fight Zandrek, who had just started with the initial equipment, to a 50-50 draw.

"I brought another Magnus with me, in the other dimension."

Bang!

Magnus stood up suddenly, and the huge body of the Primarch instantly made the entire space narrow.

[What is the path of him - that Magnus? ! ]

Magnus became nervous, and his hair flew.

"I didn't talk to him in depth, I will temporarily classify him as..."

Hades pondered for a moment,

"Neutral good? Neutral evil?"

"It doesn't matter,"

Hades said,

"The decision is up to you, I'm just a coolie."

He didn't study psychic power deeply, and what would be the product of the fusion of the two Magnus fragments... these psychics would know better than him.

A slight laugh came from Mortarion.

[Self-deprecation. 】

The Primarch said,

[You can pull the Lord of Mankind off that chair and sit on it yourself... or I can do it. 】

"Your thoughts are a little too dangerous."

Hades answered casually, but he fully understood Mortarion.

He made way for Magnus and Ahriman, who had to prepare for the next ceremony. Magnus looked quite excited. After a few simple words, the Primarch and the Thousand Sons hurried out.

When passing Hades, Magnus nodded solemnly at Hades,

[Thank you for your help, and I also hope you didn't scare him. 】

"A little intimidation,"

Hades crossed his arms, he thought he had handled it gently, just a little intimidation.

"Otherwise he won't follow me."

The hurried footsteps disappeared, and Hades' eyes turned back.

"So you and Red Ogryn are...?"

[We have reached an agreement for the time being,]

Mortarion said calmly, although he was still spewing white mist from time to time like a broken machine,

[In some sub-areas of the Warp, we have reached a consensus on the views of some of our brothers and the Lord of Mankind. Although there are still differences, this is not a problem. ]

"...?"

[In the areas where there is disagreement, I used psychic power to convince him. ]

Hades' face showed a slightly tense expression.

He walked over hesitantly, sat in Magnus's position just now, and took over the Red King's chatter.

"This is different from my impression of you...but it's not bad."

If the original Mortarion was like this, Hades thought, he wouldn't have to analyze it in seven roundabout ways.

[Just trying to make fun of the bitterness. 】

Mortarion said, mobilize the psychic energy on Barbarus and let the two outsiders leave.

【Ten thousand years, except for my biological father who still looks the same... everyone else has changed. 】

"What do you think of Red Piogrim?"

【More cautious, sometimes still stupid, but at least learned to face absolute power without being stupid. 】

Mortarion paused for a moment, he lowered his eyes and said to himself,

【I am shocked by this, Magnus is no longer confident. 】

Hades was stunned for a moment,

"It's inevitable,"

he said,

"I turned into fragments... most of them are still under Tzeentch's hands, no one can be optimistic."

Mortarion nodded, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hades continued to eat snacks to replenish his energy, but he suddenly realized that the Primarch had been silent for a long time,

"Are you going to use brotherhood?!"

Hades suddenly raised his head and stared at Mortarion, and Mortarion obviously became hesitant,

【No, it's just that I can't let them continue to slow us down. 】

Mortarion answered like this, he thought of the Sanguinius Rebellion of the past, and also thought of Magnus who seemed to be expressing his true feelings just now.

Magnus's state... is not very stable.

Opposite him, Hades showed a meaningful expression.

"It's up to you,"

Hades said casually,

"There are some things I really can't do anymore. They want to vomit when they see me, and I can't do anything about it."

In response, Mortarion immediately began to laugh at Hades without hesitation.

Hades's reaction was to immediately fight back against Mortarion with words, and the Primarch had long become indifferent to the ridicule from Hades.

If words could break Mortarion's defense, the Pale Lord might have died countless times in the past ten thousand years.

Hades' argument was-Is the Primarch who stayed in the garden for a thousand years a clean enough existence?

After thousands of years, everyone has finally become a stinky can, which is gratifying.

What else can be done? They can only throw shit at anything that provokes them, but fortunately this works very well.

…………………………

【past】

【secret? 】

Angron said, holding his full head of dreadlocks behind his head with one hand - Angron has grown his hair since all the Butcher's Nails were taken off. The hairstyle he wears now is similar to the one he had in Nuthria. The teacher has the same hairstyle.

[It’s a secret again... No, there’s no need to explain, I’m just sighing. 】

【……】

Mortarion stood on the wasteland of Mars. He looked like some kind of human monster, his white eyes searching for the entrance to the Evernight Labyrinth.

[You seem to be in a bad mood. 】

Angron said carelessly,

[I know that Sanguinius had some strong words in the previous meeting. You know... they are also very anxious. They have been in the dark side of the Empire for too long. 】

【how? 】

Angron never stopped talking, and Mortarion felt a little annoyed, but he invited Angron to fight with him against the Star God - Angron was now very strong.

【I see--】

Angron suddenly realized,

[Are you angry because you didn't completely save the Night Lord, or are you angry because that brat of Sevatar didn't say a nice word to you? 】

Angron laughed. In the previous meeting, all the Primarchs advocated splitting the Night Lords. Only Mortarion, the Primarch who obviously couldn't deal with Conrad, defended the Night Lords to the death.

It seems that Mortarion had some friendship with the dead Konrad, but Sevatar did not give the Pale Lord a good look.

Thinking of this, Angron shook his head with a smile and pinched the bridge of his nose. He never thought that the mood swings of several original bodies together would be more than what he had seen in the first half of his life combined.

[You still look very nervous, Mortarion, I just hope you... relax sometimes? 】

Angron fiddled with his battle ax. He had a hunch that he would have to rest for a while after this battle, but this might be a good thing for him, as he would not have to get involved in Terra's many affairs.

The nobles of Terra were trying to win over the primarchs. Angron didn't want to waste too much energy on this, so he might as well give the World Eaters a reason to leave the conflict with dignity.

【Relax? 】

The Pale Lord sneered.

[Comfort brings laziness, laziness brings dereliction of duty, dereliction of duty brings... failure. 】

[Humanity, the Empire, and the Legion cannot make any more mistakes. 】

[Always being tight will cause problems. 】

Angron said, turning his head to look at Mortarion, but due to the nature of liberating the warp, he could not see much clearly.

[Although it is offensive, our brothers on the dark side of the empire are all mentally ill to some extent. Mortarion, I feel that the pressure you put on yourself is no less than them. 】

[I'm just worried about you. You have to learn to relax and communicate more with other people. Although most of us have some problems... I think brothers are still willing to communicate with you more. Most of them are right. You are curious, after all you are the one closest to the essence among us. 】

Angron said, turning the ax in his other hand.

【I have my persistence. 】

Mortarion said simply, laughing contemptuously,

[Willing to communicate... Have you forgotten their faces at the meeting? 】

Beside him, Angron sighed.

【You will regret this. 】

The Lord of Red Sand abandoned his usual euphemism and went straight to the point.

[You look like someone who will suddenly understand everything after a long, long time, Mortarion. 】

Angron muttered something under his breath again, looking confused as well.

[Our brothers all have this problem more or less. 】

【In this regard,】

Angron raised his voice,

[I press a Terra copper coin, Mortarion, what do you press? 】

Mortarion impatiently tapped the Lord of Red Sand's leg armor with the end of his sickle, signaling him to stop chatting. He had discovered the entrance to the Evernight Labyrinth.

[No, never. 】

said the Pale Lord.

……………………

【Now】

【Terra】

"...My child, you seem to be far more responsible and responsible than I imagined."

In front of the huge holy operation center, a middle-aged man with a simple appearance said to the fog monster next to him.

[You finally let go of your disguise? 】

White mist surrounded Mortarion, and the Pale Lord said impatiently,

"My best friend has recently relaxed his surveillance on me because of a little trouble - he realized that maybe I am not his biggest trouble anymore."

The corners of the Lord of Humanity's mouth turned up, and Lust Sky also deviated from its original position, which made Chaos' suppression of him lighter.

At this point, even though Tzeentch was his biggest problem, he could probably thank Tzeentch for making Malcad suffer more.

"What's more, we already have a trump card that is enough to scare all chaos. Human history has never been so bright."

[You can go to work and clean up the mess you left behind. 】

"I have been trying,"

The emperor spread his hands,

"Now it's just some fun... most of my strength is not here."

"Tell me, why did you change your mind?"

【Because a king does not care about his kingdom. 】

The Emperor calmly ignored Mortarion's reply.

"I am pleased to see your growth. You will lead the Empire to revive, my child."

[So where is your position? ]

[He will not reply to you. ]

A cold voice sounded at the moment when Mortarion finished speaking. The two turned their heads at the same time and saw the projected shadow of Finus.

Mortarion sneered.

[Is this your idea, Lord of Mankind? ]

"The internal affairs are corrupt, and I have to resort to this desperate measure."

[Do you realize the importance of Malcador now? ]

The Emperor closed his microphone again with a calm expression. Mortarion realized that if he continued to say this, he would be the only one who would be angry.

[They have always disagreed. ]

Finus, who had been watching the battle in silence, spoke up,

[Perhaps Malcador has suggested that you should not be too radical in some aspects, Lord of Mankind? 】

"Blindly compromising will only bring about an avalanche of losses."

The Emperor spread his hands,

"But so far, reality has proved that I am right."

Fenus raised his eyes. He suspected that Mortarion was about to knock out the incarnation of the Lord of Mankind with a sickle. Fenus frowned and realized that this behavior was a bit inappropriate.

Fenus rarely took the initiative to change the subject.

[Pale Lord, what are you doing here? I think the storm raised by the Lustful Heaven is still raging in the Barbarus Star Region? 】

[...]

[To confirm what our father is doing. 】

Mortarion said slowly, he looked at Fenus with sharp eyes,

[Sure enough. 】

[I also think this is a bit inappropriate,]

Fenus nodded, because it was a projection, there was a golden halo next to his figure,

[But this is a solution. Human officials are too inefficient and corrupt. 】

The Emperor nodded with satisfaction, indicating that he agreed with Fenus' words.

[So how is the effect? 】

Motarion frowned and asked.

[We should all thank Pluto for this.]

Feinus spread his hands, and the projected data appeared densely on his hands.

[The Mechanicus cooperated well with the installation of the Nirvana system. With the application of the Academy of Athens, I think the Empire will soon be able to achieve data management of several major star regions. 】

[The system and hardware iteration speed is also very fast. The hundreds of experimental projects that Pluto has circled out for special attention are progressing very quickly. In the foreseeable three years, the iteration of computing power can keep up with the accumulation of data, and military and civilian projects are also advancing very quickly - we are now in a stage of a huge explosion of productivity. 】

[I have also asked the Iron Hands to step up cooperation with the Mechanicus - after putting aside the internal struggle, the Mechanicus has exploded with amazing productivity and creativity. I think we have underestimated them before. 】

"What?"

The Emperor spoke,

"Don't look at me, I specially designed two of you to connect with the Mechanicus, but facts can't keep up with changes."

After a moment of silence, Finus spoke again,

[My suggestion is to let Pluto take full responsibility for the management and scientific research and development of the Mechanicus, rather than letting him fight Chaos, fight, connect with aliens, and approve documents-although I understand that the Empire is now lacking a pillar. 】

Finus said impartially and objectively.

[He won't like staying in the laboratory all the time. 】

Motarion responded slowly, he was silent for a while, Finus was processing data synchronously, so he didn't care about silence, and the Emperor? The Pale Lord didn't care about him.

Mortarion circled around Finus's phantom,

[What do you feel, Finus? 】

The Primarch suddenly asked.

[Reality is the fact. 】

Finus nodded briefly,

[Maybe I will be frustrated by the complete loss of my physical body, but I don't have too many emotions now, and redundant computing power should not be used to simulate emotions. 】

【……】

Mortarion was breathing. He closed his eyes and breathed silently for seven times, then opened his eyes again.

He was just taking precautions.

【Do you need to ask Hades to come and take a look? 】

【Increase computing power? Yes - if Hades can accept that his creation has become a half-psychic and half-mechanical product. 】

"I don't think we need to tell him for now, my friend. He is busy enough. Although you accuse me of dereliction of duty, for the territory of Barbarus under your command, Mortarion, you are also escaping, aren't you?"

The Emperor said, perhaps he didn't realize what the Pale Lord was worried about, or perhaps he realized it, but thought it was unimportant.

Mortarion took a deep breath, and white mist suddenly spurted out of the respirator. He looked even more world-weary.

【I have another question,】

Mortarion turned directly to the Lord of Mankind,

【Why didn't you tell the remaining Thousand Sons the truth? Did you talk to Magnus after Magnus returned? 】

"Is it necessary?"

The Emperor said solemnly,

"Magnus did not take the initiative to find me like you did - he is still a broken fragment, and forgetfulness will happen very quickly."

"I handed the Grey Knights to him, and gave him the power to view all the information of the Empire at will, and gave him the freedom without supervision. This is my reward to him and the proof of my trust in him."

Motarion realized that this sentence was sincere.

The Lord of Mankind did trust and love Magnus, and his performance was to give the Red King power and army.

[……]

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath again, take seven breaths, you can do it.

In the face of ten thousand years of suffering, language is not a torment.

Finally, Mortarion spoke.

[I am glad that I did not continue to stand in your shadow, Neos - but some people are still suffering. ]

He squeezed out this sentence with difficulty.

No, he just didn't want the previous tragedy to happen again.

"You mean, I should perfunctorily deal with him with empty words without promises?"

Neos said, Mortarion was silent, just staring at the Lord of Mankind.

[You should at least communicate with him once. ]

Mortarion gritted his teeth and said, he suddenly felt that what Neos said made sense. If it were him, the Pale Lord would never be encouraged or discouraged by a few words from the Lord of Mankind - he wanted his soldiers, his power, his money, and his work - but never his words.

It is better to go to the garden and listen to the screaming and farting of Nurglings than to listen to his biological father's lies.

According to this logic, the Lord of Mankind really treated Magnus well.

Mortarion was silent.

But his brothers were not like Mortarion. Obviously, a few words from the Emperor would greatly alleviate their worries.

"But...what did Magnus talk to you about?"

[Psychic. 】