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

Chapter 665 113. Evil people still need to be punished by evil people

"idiot."

Malcador said that he was standing on the observatory, and the coastline where the ocean of chaos and the physical world in the distance spread out, bursting out into a long and bright sea of ​​light, illuminating the front of the old man.

Behind the emperor, countless mortals surrounded by golden flames stood silently behind him, looking intently. Among them were many generals or consuls who were famous in the empire in the past.

These people were silent, and the hazy golden light rose up.

There was a sound of shaky, sparse footsteps.

【hiss--】

Conrad turned his head and scratched his ear with his little finger.

[You didn’t tell me that I would be treated like this when I was your dog. 】

Malcador turned his head and saw the extremely embarrassed original body. Blood and minced meat were soaked into almost every inch of his cloth. It was not clear whether it was vomit or the remains of excrement dripping in his long hair.

Conrad opened his arms, revealing the hole that penetrated him on his chest. The blood-stained pearl chains hung down, like chains restraining the original body.

[You are fully responsible for this, my master. 】

Coz said in an extremely frivolous voice. Macado said nothing and snapped his fingers with a dark face.

Crackling! I saw Conrad's redundant jewelry falling to the ground one after another, splashing blood everywhere.

"You should be thankful you're alive, Conrad."

【Alive? 】

Conrad moved his muscles exaggeratedly, and the corners of his mouth formed an exaggerated arc.

[I'm not stupid - you should really see the Slaanesh that fills the entire Commorragh. It's the first time I've seen such a crazy god. Dying in Commorragh is definitely not a good choice. Our lustful lady is hungry. Still thirsty. 】

"What about the lion?"

Malcador's eyes were bright, but Conrad just shrugged indifferently.

[Since you asked me about this, he might be playing with the Slaanesh Eldar somewhere in Commorragh. Before I escaped, I blew up the only remaining functioning webway entrance. 】

"Leon is not the focus, the focus is what he has in his hands."

【did not find. 】

Conrad said frankly,

[I was already on the verge of catching him - but I never thought of the indirect command from Chaos. 】

The Almighty used his contract with Malcador to manipulate Konrad to detonate the black stone road inside Commorragh. Together with other changelings lurking in Commorragh, he cooperated with the Laughing God, and finally introduced Slaanesh. Comoros.

Kozpi looked at Malcador's arm shaking slightly with a smile, and the original body suddenly felt better again, even though the feeling of being forced to order was really bad.

"I give you permission to rest."

Malcador nodded,

"But the task of tracking down the lion is still left to you. Once he leaves Comoros... we will be able to detect him immediately."

[Do I have any right to refuse? 】

Curze raised his hands in surrender,

[As you command, Emperor. 】

Malcador was silent for a moment. Conrad turned his head and looked curiously at the bright light in the distance.

【What to do next? With such a magnificent explosion, even the idiots like the High Lord knew what to do. 】

Malcador glanced at Curze,

"The troops are gathering,"

He said simply,

"Within a week, the army gathered on Terra will march towards the star field originally controlled by the Eldar - even though Terra has not yet announced who will be the commander of this expedition, there are only two candidates."

Hades or Mortarion.

[Are they all Barbarus? 】

Koz raised his voice strangely,

[Where did my brother Macragge die? 】

There was no emotion in Malcador's eyes. The emperor didn't even move, and the original body screamed and fell to the ground.

"You could learn to shut up, Konrad - the Master of Mankind created twenty-one Primarchs, and I suppose there could be one mute among them."

After a while, behind the twitching original body, Sevita and Shen, who were also covered in broken flesh and blood, appeared, but it seemed that they had long learned to ignore it all.

Stepping over the struggling original body, Sevatar didn't hesitate at all.

He ignored Curze's shout as he passed by, faced Malcador directly, saluted, and began to report the specific information about Comoros.

"...Sexy Tian took over the Eldar very quickly. The successfully transformed Eldar have become extremely violent. At the same time, I think Sexy is using the cloning technology of the Dark Eldar, and the number of Eldar soldiers is growing rapidly."

"Slaanesh is half an Eldar god."

Malcador laughed,

"The number is increasing...the Mother Goddess of Life Aisha...what I should have thought of...the ever-changing sky..."

"So what are your next plans?"

After the report, Sevatar calmly stood aside to prevent the vomit dripping from the primarch from getting on his helmet and boots.

"We will be responsible for pre-war deployments against Comoros."

Malcador said, showing a smile,

"What an irony. The Lord of Humanity and that guy have already acquiesced that I can no longer struggle? Or have they acquiesced that even if I resist, I can't fight them?"

Sevatar remained silent and made a good background. In getting along with the original body Conrad, the Prince of Crows had learned how to make a perfect background... In the words of Hades, be a good background. Praise.

"I don't think the empire will ask you to come directly - have they sent someone over there?"

The smile on Macado's lips never fell, but it made people's scalp numb.

"I appreciate your pragmatism and astuteness, Sevatar. You should not hide in the shadow of the Primarch."

"It's just fate that manipulates people, sir. I will not give up the original body."

Makado laughed, and at the same time, a rapid knock on the door sounded heavily, accompanied by a strange smell of incense.

"Look, Sevatar, let's see who is coming from the Empire?"

Macado turned around and looked at the door with a smile on his face. After a knock on the door, the door was opened unceremoniously.

The black stone incense burner hangs over the scarlet robe. There is only one person, and the gears and gears are rattling. Facing the obviously abnormal psychic humanoids and fallen original bodies in the room full of stars, the great sage Kirkland has no reaction at all.

Kirkland didn't even change his straight path. He ran through the crowd of golden flames with an indifferent expression. Malcador looked at him playfully,

The feet of the sage's robe were caught by the golden flames, and they should have been directly burned to ashes by the flames, but the sage's red robe was like an incombustible object, and the golden flames shook in vain, and then went out again.

Kirkland lifted his robes and calmly stepped over the twitching primarch as he lay on the ground.

Just that moment! Sevita and Shen burst out with terrifying murderous intent. Shen clenched his hand armor on the ground, while Sevita's eyes were stern. A cold white light floated around him, and ice climbed onto the armor.

If you were a mortal, you might even be directly shocked to death by the murderous aura emanating from the two Night Lords.

Kirkland ignored them all.

The Great Sage bowed quickly to Malcador, then turned his head and stared at Malcador.

"How ironic,"

Makado is smiling but not smiling.

"I thought Zabuji was Buz Bella... but I didn't expect it was a sage. They would insult me ​​far more than I imagined."

"If you have misjudged my abilities, my lord,"

Kirkland's mechanical sound sounded without any fluctuation,

"You might be in for a hard time—at least that little guy Butz won't be able to clink glasses with me."

Civil servants in the empire generally discriminated against the Adeptus Mechanicus, and the sages had a low political status and a poor image.

It didn't matter whether Macado was trying to intimidate him or whether he really meant it.

Malcador smiled and shook his head.

"No, no, how could it be? After all, he is his confidant, but he is so brave - he has already guessed everything?"

"Please call him correctly the Supreme Pluto, the Human Messiah," Kirkland's mechanical eyes lit up red,

"But I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Even I was shocked by the scene you are seeing now."

Kirkland didn't look like a frightened man at all, and even had time to tug at his robes to prevent the primarch's vomit from spreading.

"If you don't panic in this kind of situation, then you are a hero among people——"

Malcador said, his eyes burning with golden flames, reflecting Kirkland's figure,

"But why can't I feel your soul?"

"The soul is a lie of idealism,"

Kirkland received it self-consistently,

"And I have already entered the realm of materialism and gave my soul to Hades as a ticket."

Savita sneered on the other side.

"……absurd."

Malcador said slowly, but Kirkland didn't care at all.

"I'm just a fierce dog that relies on human strength. I'm better than a wild dog that no one wants. There's no need for you to play tricks on me. I just want to go back and be praised, see miracles, or beat my old enemy."

"Then tell me what you can bring."

Malcador turned cold. This was why he hated the sages of the Mechanicus, even though he knew that the sages in front of him were the best helmsmen in the Mechanicus.

"The method of cutting off the network channel - although we cannot build the network channel, we can cut and isolate the broken part of the network channel from other parts."

Kirkland said directly,

"There is also anti-psionic technology. Dear Lord Demon Pattern, I think the psychic energy on your side cannot compete with Lust Sky? So I brought anti-psionic technology."

"How far can your current anti-psionic technology go?"

"My current private army can achieve the comprehensive anti-psychic elimination of three planets. After obtaining the dispatch order from Pluto, if it is dispatched in my name, it is not difficult to accomplish the large-scale elimination of seven planets. "

Kirkland's face was calm, but the Night Lords who were still looking at him with murderous eyes were shocked.

A personal soldier of a great sage—can he achieve the complete anti-psychic transformation of three planets? !

Even if they knew that this was Kirkland, they were still a little shocked - perhaps the great sage had been too low-key before. Kirkland devoted most of his troops to the Hades' civil war, so that the outside world's performance was mediocre.

"There are other anti-psychic weapons, but I think most of you adults look down on these individual weapons. Unfortunately, due to the scarcity of black stones and soulless ones, there are only individual weapons, a small number of knights, and mass extermination weapons. It has been widely used - other anti-psychic vehicles and battleships are also available, but because of their scarcity, they can be completely ignored. "

Kirkland continued, using the camera window to watch with interest the changes in Macado's micro-expressions,

But unfortunately, the human spirit who has lived for thousands of years did not show the expression that the sage hoped to see.

Kirkland can assure you that the anti-psionic forces have been well protected by them and the Death Guard.

Before Pluto returns, no one knows the specific number and size of this army.

This was a kind of protection for the anti-psionic forces and a deterrent to the enemy, but after Pluto returned, this simply became a threat to the enemy.

This is why Kirkland is standing here. Why did Hades send him?

The first is a kind of trust, and the second is that they hope Kirkland will show off their arsenal. Even if Pluto is not around, they can try to play more tricks with Macha——

As for the Lord of Mankind? That's because he wants both, and it's a waste.

Not as safe as Pluto.

Kirkland thought.

Seeing that Machado was silent and looking into the distance with dark eyes, Kirkland continued,

"Besides that, there are ships, lots and lots of ships - some of them can guarantee stable FTL speeds."

? !

Malcador looked sharply at Kirkland,

"Super light speed?"

"No comment."

Kirkland spread his hands. Long before Pluto returned, Faos had used the ship driving system of Nirvana Assistant. The sage could not say that the people on it were only responsible for inserting keys to activate the system.

For example, the captain turns the key to activate the main system; the gunner turns the key to activate the shooting system; the first and second engine mates turn two keys to activate the engine drive...

Without the humans on it, the ship could theoretically reach super-light speed, but now Pluto has used inertia-free acceleration - the humans on the ship are more like a ball of living flesh that drags down the machinery.

The general solution is to use extremely mechanized crews, but extremely mechanized and high-density crews are too expensive. Their physical strength must be higher than that of a cast general in order to withstand high-load navigation.

The real implementation plan was proposed by the Lord of Mankind. Kirkland would not have any doubts about the burning golden people on the non-inertial super-light speed ship.

Those things don't have to obey physics.

Although the sage is a little dissatisfied——

Because of those guys, the ship's built-in anti-psionic system must be removed and replaced by the state religion, the Holy Emperor. Recently, Terra has been training space warriors such as the Word Bearers and the Blood Angels, presumably to use them to reinforce these ships. domain of belief.

Oh, we shouldn't call them the Word Bearers and the Blood Angels now. The Word Bearers are so small in number that they don't exist in name only, and the Blood Angels...are disguised as the World Eaters' subgroup.

Kirkland thought, but what does all this have to do with him? It doesn't matter.

He is here to supervise Malcador now. Pluto has given him the power, and Kirkland is willing to implement it.

……………………

"Ah sneeze!"

Hades sneezed suddenly while working at his desk. He always felt like someone was cursing him.

The door to the office was opened, and a tired-looking Walkers and a stubborn-looking Black came in.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Hades asked as the two men in front of him went to participate in the test flight of the Endurance.

As for why Mortarion was not there, the Primarch was probably arguing with Karas, or trying to appease the Death Guard.

Vox nodded, looking pale.

"It's more exciting than I thought."

The Two-Face man's lips were pale. Upon hearing this, Hades quickly asked the servitor to bring him a cup of hot tea, the kind without poisoned wine.

The Endurance's non-inertial super-light speed plan is very simple. The Pale Lord uses [White Mist Domain] to wrap up all the living people, add buffers, and prevent them from dying.

Then start racing.

rise! fly!

This is indeed a big challenge for the Death Guard who are used to being slower.

Due to Hades's physical condition, he was not allowed to participate in the test flight.

"I think I was denied death maybe four times."

Vaux said, with a complex expression on his face, he fell silent.

"Karas is quarreling with the Primarch over this matter - the new generations chosen to participate in the test flight are frightened. This may be their first, second, third... death."

"I died seven times."

Blake suddenly interjected.

Hades also fell silent.

"All right……"

He said,

"Then let's slow down the speed next."

The imagination of the sages may be too theoretical, or they may really believe the words of the Death Guard: "Tough! Tough!"

He said this, pulled out a few pieces of paper from the pile, and immediately started drafting documents.

Among the pile of documents after processing, the paper approving Kirkland to go to Malcador to join in the fun was the joint seal of Hades and the Emperor.

On the other side, new news emerged. According to the report submitted by Sage Kirkland, a new type of army is rapidly gathering in Comoros——

It looked very much like some kind of Slaanesh Eldar.