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

Chapter 722 170. Hydra

It's over.

Hades had a dark face, and the endless darkness was stretching out its tentacles as he thought, extending from the physical realm to the subspace.

Let that green-skinned one run away.

The essence of Pluto is still calculating, calculating the possibility of increasing the winning rate with every point, but the thoughts belonging to Hades are already howling crazily and twisted in his heart.

His dark history is gone! ! !

As Hades wailed in his heart, the power of darkness continued to extend, and he even began to try to tear open the curtain between the subspace and the physical world, and once again staged a forcible break into the subspace.

But now, Khorne would not have his way.

...Or maybe Alpha won't let him get what he wants?

The black-faced Pluto descended slowly, his red eyes flashing fiercely, staring at the disruptor who came over his own strength——

In other words, this was supposed to be the home ground of Khorne and Baal, but due to a temporary plan of the Great Reaver, it was changed to the place where Hades was ruined.

On the other side, Mortarion swallowed when he noticed that the psychic realm around Baal was showing signs of further fragmentation.

The Pale Lord propped himself up with some dizziness, the harsh ringing in his ears still continued. The Black Realm brought torture beyond the senses to the original bodies, and he was strong enough to stand up now.

Mortarion had a splitting headache. After realizing that Hades was slightly unstable, Mortarion took a deep breath.

[… Calm down, my friend. 】

This was the first time Mortarion said such words to Hades. This kind of dialogue was usually used by Hades to persuade Mortarion. Unexpectedly, after ten thousand years, Mortarion obtained A chance to say this.

"Greenskin..."

Hades' slightly trembling voice rang in the original body's ears. At the same time, Mortarion's blurred vision also saw eight Alphas slowly walking out of the depths of the Blood Desert.

"Greenskins, run away."

Hades said tremblingly. At this moment, his voice was as weak as that of a partner who failed in financing and ran away with the money, but the black mist that emerged around him was rolling more violently than ever before.

Mortarion paused briefly for a moment. He used his peripheral vision to glance at Angron and Guilliman, who were staggering and trying to support themselves to sit up (they failed at the same time). The next battle was obviously going to take a long time. It's him and Hades.

Oh, no.

The primarch calmly sensed the malice coming from the ground, and his blood surged toward Sanguinius like instinct—

Mortarion didn't quite understand what Khorne wanted to do. The god's performance in this scene was obviously out of character.

Mortarion moved to Sanguinius's side with some disgust. The original body stretched out his hand and pulled out a small bottle from the bottles on his waist. Among the crystal tears in the bottle, a green light flickered, coming from the Eldar goddess. The new power that was deprived of Yisha is slowly emerging.

The primarch sprinkled the water from the vial on Sanguinius like a pigeon.

He may not have the strength to support Sanguinius again, but Mortarion still has Issa's Teardrops - he collected many of them at the time.

【Be more open-minded,】

Mortarion said that after saying these words, he was suddenly shocked. He actually had the opportunity to say such things to Hades.

The appearance of this green skin obviously really hit Hades on a spiritual level.

As Mortarion said, he caught a glimpse of a different light shining on Sanguinius from the corner of his eye. It didn't look like it belonged to Sanguinius——

The Primarch didn't care, as long as he didn't corrupt the Ornithians. Other than that, he didn't care what color Sanguinius flashed. Mortarion was pleased to see a bird-man that looked like a colorful ball of light.

[At least you probably won't go to jail. 】

Mortarion said, he tried to smile, wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes. The Pale Lord tried to say something witty, but after being influenced by Karas, Mortarion's sense of humor went further.

[The environment there is not very good. 】

Hades was silent for a moment this time. Mortarion actually wanted to tell Hades that he didn't need to continue talking to Mortarion, because Pluto's voice was still a bit deadly to the current original body——

Of course he didn't say that.

"I understand... I'm just a little, a little, maybe, maybe a little shocked, but that green-skinned guy is already showing an anti-ancient trend."

Hades said that he could accept drinking Nurgle's soup, but he could not accept that he had raised a being that could threaten mankind.

[It’s just anti-ancient. 】

The original body replied lightly, and he could probably understand why Hades was shocked——

The Pale Lord felt gratified that his best friend's bottom line was so high, but he also realized that this was indeed unnecessary.

His vision recovered somewhat, although his hearing was stung even more by the conversation with Pluto.

Mortarion raised his eyes and saw the thing that was almost a dark mosaic falling to the ground, and then Mosaic Pluto raised his hand——

Eight thunderbolts struck, and the eight Alphas who looked like they were about to say harsh words were familiar.

Mortarion watched the Alphas fall to the ground without any disturbance. It was no surprise that they were imitations of the Alpha Primarch that had absorbed the blood of Alpha. However, after they fell to the ground, the spirit of Khorne suddenly erupted from their corpses. able!

A sudden strong wind blew in his ears, and Mortarion paused for a moment instinctively. Then he suppressed the discomfort and watched a battle between the dark mosaic and the blood mist.

From the perspective of a creature like the Necron, the current scene should be very grand.

A black tornado surged into the sky, followed by waves and rain pouring down from the sky. The Eye of Pluto slowly opened its eyes over Baal, forming a magnificent meteorological feature on the planet.

Above the scarlet Baal, the deep black eyes stared at the Milky Way, seeming to be looking for a little emerald green.

Hades was angry.

Mortarion judged that in order to prevent Khorne's backhand, Hades was reluctant to leave or released all his power.

But judging from the facts, Khorne probably doesn't want to compete with them at all.

Hades was mostly angry.

In the sight of the original body, there was still a scene as if the computing center was stuck. Mortarion counted silently. When the number fell on 168, the wind stopped.

Death turned his head warily, looking past Guilliman and Angron who had scored twice and were unable to get up again. He saw another Alpha. Maybe this could be his true form?

Alpha obviously had something to say to them.

Mortarion raised his eyebrows, and the dark beast behind him seemed to have noticed this and was about to pounce.

【He wants to pay me/us. 】

He sent them here for this battle.

Blood Red Alpha said easily. He looked like he was about to slowly raise his arms.

[Because I/we managed to confuse concepts, I/we succeeded. 】

[Greed always has to pay a price, and defective products that are half-hearted are His best gifts. 】

The blood-red Alpha's eyes licked Sanguinius on the ground. His eyes contained too many indescribable emotions. It could even be Angron, or it could even be him.

Alpha smiled.

He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and his body suddenly deformed, as if an invisible giant hand was squeezing him.

[And, finally, I surrender. 】

Bang! ! !

In the shocked eyes of Mortarion and Hades, the Alpha instantly exploded into a mist of blood, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, as if telling an unknown story.

"What the hell?!"

Pluto's roar made Mortarion deaf again for half a second... In this crazy world, Hades was still too normal.

Mortarion thought calmly.

He had already guessed what Alpha wanted to do - Mortarion recalled the unclear conversation between the Lord of Mankind and him,

No wonder Khorne himself didn't appear much during this trip to Baal - otherwise, would he plan to defeat Hades with just his minions?

"Alpha and Omega,"

The Lord of Mankind said vaguely,

"Neither traitor nor loyalty, both loyal and traitorous. You don't need to pay too much attention to them. Hydra will not accomplish one thing in a real sense. They betray, but they are loyal. Each of the nine heads has its own thoughts. This is their glory and their own. "

"but,"

The Emperor paused for a moment and shook the chess piece in his hand at Mortarion, who looked contemptuous.

"They do know what an absolute mistake is - at least they didn't choose to vote for Tzeentch, right?"

"You can thank Omega for that."

The Emperor glanced meaningfully at Mortarion, and the Pale Lord responded with a roll of his eyes.

[The Lord of Changes takes Magnus. 】

Nios shook his head to express his disapproval - he was silent for a moment, and then lowered his voice.

"I originally prepared Hydra for this position."

The Lord of Humanity said softly, as if he thought of something interesting, and he curled his lips in a self-deprecating way.

"I didn't expect it to be Magnus... Magnus..."

…

"Explain it?! At least explain it to me!!!"

Hades's roar continued, and Pluto seemed to regret for the first time that the other party did not say a few more words. However, although Hades still collapsed, the black domain under him and the data waves emitted were still working faithfully.

Mortarion pondered for a moment.

[Just get used to it,]

He said so relievedly,

[There are always things we don’t know. 】

This sentence was what he used to comfort himself in those years when he couldn't find out about Hades or Karas or even Gallo.

Mortarion thought faintly - but with the return of Hades, everything was about to end. Angron and Guilliman were groaning in pain at his feet, and Birdman lay on the ground with no meaning. The body can already imagine what the empire will look like after they return to it.

He squinted and looked into the distance. With the efforts of Hades, who was incompetently beating the ground and roaring, the blood mist above Baal was slowly dissipating. In the distance, the giant green-skinned creature that was set on fire by the imperial army was gradually stopping breathing.

Night fell, except for Hades, who was angry at the black history and ran away, and the originals who were tortured half-dead by the black domain, the rest were celebrating another victory.

Mortarion felt good above the Alpha's blood.

He decided to go on strike immediately when he returned.