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

Chapter 8 7. If you are a passerby, don’t raise the flag

Barbarus, Mount Morava, top of the mountain.

It's been seven years since they escaped.

In the past seven years, Heller's Pass, a small village close to the lords' territory, has long been captured, and the resistance forces led by Mortarion moved to new strongholds on the northern plains.

The resistance army called the Death Guard grew and grew in an orderly manner. At first, they only organized troops to resist night attacks, but as time went by, more and more villagers joined them, and they soon integrated this new The stronghold expanded into the largest human territory currently.

In addition to the passive defense organized at night, the resistance forces also began to try to take the initiative in the dim daylight to annihilate the beasts and small lords near the territory of human activities.

Now, the Death Guard, who have a large number of elite warriors, have even launched an attack on the lords.

Hades was standing on a remote mountain trail holding a scythe. Next to him stood a girl who was fully armed and holding a musket.

The girl's whole body was covered tightly to block the poisonous mist on Barbarus, but her curvy figure and long black hair hanging down made her gender obvious.

A few locks of black hair hung down from the side of the gas mask. From time to time, the girl raised her gun and fired. With the sound of gunshots, the brains of the puppets escaping down the far side of the path were splashed everywhere.

Hades was speechless. He advanced with a side sword, and the sword light suddenly rose. The puppets that were still staggering after being shot finally fell.

"The battle above should be almost over."

Hades shrugged, and there were fewer and fewer puppets running down, which proved that the battle between the rebels and Lord Delai was almost over.

"Another tyrant is held accountable for his previous atrocities."

Hades turned back, and even with the gas mask on, he could see that the girl was smiling, smiling for another victory that was about to come.

Hades was stunned for a moment,

The black-haired girl is called Herrera, and she is Hades's partner in battle.

A long time ago, before they moved their base, during a village defense battle, Hades cut off the head of the pustule hound that ate her father with a scythe, saving her sister.

After that, she was the only one willing to team up with Hades to fight.

Only her.

.

Others are always reluctant to act with Hades, and some of them even have inexplicable hatred for Hades.

Hades had no idea why.

It's not that his fighting skills are too bad and he's holding others back. He uses the scythe extremely well. Apart from being unable to defeat Mortarion, Hades is fully confident in claiming that he is the strongest with the scythe.

In addition to his inability to use guns and other slightly technological weapons, this may have contributed to his reduced combat power.

I don't know why, but these weapons malfunctioned as soon as they got into Hades' hands.

When Hades destroyed the seventh good gun handed to him by Mortarion, Mortarion gave him a good scythe with a dark face.

"You'd better go for close combat."

(The displeasure of the machine soul caused by the untouchable)

But he has nothing wrong with melee combat, so why don’t you want to act with him?

Not only that, but others in the stronghold were always reluctant to see Hades, even though they fully welcomed Mortarion.

Although Typhon is not very popular because he is the descendant of aliens and humans, Hades is much worse than him!

In order to avoid this inexplicable unwelcome, Hades had to live in a small house in the most remote part of the stronghold. Except for Mortarion and Herrera, no one usually came to see him.

Not even Typhon is looking for him! It was obviously the resistance army led by the three of them at that time!

"Sorry, Hades, I just... always feel that you don't like me."

Is it because I am too talkative and offend others? Or is he just not lovable?

Hades admitted that he was slightly troubled by this matter for a while, but then he was instantly relieved.

Although sometimes he would dream about following Mortarion in the resistance, becoming a high-ranking general and leading people.

But to be honest, Hades is not the kind of person who is crazy about worldly power and the love of everyone.

He is a homebody who likes to be alone and do his favorite hobbies without any restrictions.

So this is quite good. No one bothers him, and everyone dislikes him. Mortarion can't arrange some management work for him, so he just does research by himself, such as continuing his anti-virus work. Research and development of masks, and drawing some mechanical sketches on paper - although he has trouble whenever he touches machinery, the machinery he designed is very reliable.

When fighting, just find a remote place, use a sickle and Herrera to collect the remaining soldiers and defeat the defeated generals.

There are no fierce battles, just casual fishing.

The battle is almost over, and I can occasionally chat with the girl.

In this regard, Hades said——

So cool.

No monsters ran down. Hades walked back to Herrera, thrust the scythe on the ground, and leaned against his waist.

"This fight was pretty fast. I thought Lazar would be difficult to fight."

"This guy's previous information seems to be very proficient in witchcraft."

Those who are proficient in witchcraft are difficult to fight. There is no one who knows witchcraft on their side. Typhon has not revealed his identity as a psyker, so the rebels can only use real physical damage.

However, they have people like Mortarion who can really damage you with one scythe, so the battle is much easier.

It has to be said that without Mortarion, it would be difficult for ordinary humans to match these psychic lords.

Until now, their fighting mode is still Mortarion fighting the elite monsters on the opponent, and the mortal resistance forces fighting the minions, while assisting Mortarion by shooting cold arrows at the opponent, providing fire support and so on.

Mortarion can be said to have single-handedly changed the battlefield situation.

It is the original body after all.

"Victory belongs to mankind after all, and we can win."

Seeing Hades relax, Herrera also put down the gun she had been holding and looked at Hades with a smile.

"Last time when we received supplies, my sister went to help and gave us some extra cheese. I baked some cheese pancakes. Do you want to go to my house later and share some with us?"

To be honest, Herrera's cooking skills are really mediocre, and the food she makes can only be in the "non-toxic" category.

Why don't you give me the cheese and I'll make it for you? Don't waste the ingredients anymore.

Hades was about to cry, but he didn't dare to say it. Herrera was one of his rare good friends at present, and he didn't want to make the relationship tense.

So every time he ate a lot of "non-toxic" food with tears in his eyes.

Feeling the fiery eyes of the other party, Hades swallowed his complaints silently.

"Okay, I like everything you cook. The mushroom soup last time was also pretty good."

Not a bad guy? ! Is there a layer of unknown purple liquid floating on that thing? !

"Okay, my sister has a lot of cheese cakes left, I will pack them all for you then."

"You are very happy every time you eat, and I am happy to cook it for you."

Herrera lowered her head shyly and gently drew circles on the handle of the gun with her fingers.

"When Lord Mortarion overthrows the rule of all tyrants, and when supplies are no longer distributed according to need, I will open a restaurant."

"I'm the chef, Hades, do you want to come and help me?"

At this time, Hades did not hear the underlying message, and his power of complaining was burning brightly.

Sister, with your cooking skills, I should be the chef, right?

Moreover, don’t set a flag that looks like it might be sent out in the next second? !

.

As if to respond to Herrera's flag, the temperature around them suddenly dropped sharply, the puddles on the mud floor began to freeze, and a layer of frost quickly covered the entire ground.

Not far from the path above them, space began to distort, and a claw covered in blood and broken bones stretched out from it.

In an instant, a monster covered in bruises and about the size of a small car appeared in front of them. Its eyes as big as basketballs were staring at Hades and Herrera, and a fishy smell was exhaled from its bloody mouth.

Madhu, it’s psychic teleportation! ! !

Hades could feel Herrera's body stiffen next to him.

"Herrera."

Hades whispered.

"I'll hold it back later. You run up quickly and go find Mortarion to report to Lazar that it has escaped this way."

Hades raised his scythe.

"Don't worry about me, I'll just delay for a while, and I'll run away later."

"Hurry and report, otherwise everyone will die."

Below are the other members of the resistance. Hades is convinced that if he lets Lazar run down, it will be a unilateral massacre of the resistance.

He planned to delay it for a while, and if he was lucky, he would drag it to Mortarion for support.

——If you are not lucky, then slow down the time as much as possible, and then fake death or jump off the cliff and run or something.

But this is likely to cause his already poor interpersonal relationships to deteriorate again.

Mortarion, you have to work harder and come faster. Don't let me fake my death and get away. This is too embarrassing.

The monster, which was already at the end of its rope, roared and rushed towards Hades, and its thick and twisted claws slashed hard at Hades' head! !

Hades shouted loudly and held the scythe against his two claws. His arms were numb from the force of the impact. The handle of the scythe, which was specially reinforced with fine steel, was actually hit and rubbed with sparks at this moment! ! !

"Run! Herrera!"

"run!!!"

Put a Barbarus girl here