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

Chapter 80 74. Leniency if you confess, severity if you resist (Part 1)

Dark red lights filled the entire organic matter disinfection room, and a sharp warning sound sounded——

Hades closed his eyes skillfully.

The special disinfectant sprayed out from this small space and washed away Hades' skin. Even the modified body of the Space Marine felt stinging from the high-intensity washing at this moment.

This is the fifth time of disinfection. The pharmacist specially prepared medicines for Hades and Fernando.

Hades was standing in a small single room at the moment. One side of the room was made of glass, making it easier for outside pharmacists to observe the situation.

Those pharmacists are currently in the observation room, staring at Hades for disinfection with glowing eyes.

I'm not embarrassed, I'm not embarrassed.

Hades thought silently in his mind.

Next was ultraviolet disinfection. The purple light shone fiercely, and Hades felt like his remaining right eye was going blind.

However, the torture was not over yet. Next, a pharmacist wearing a full closed suit came in carrying a jar of medicinal solution.

Although Hades and Fernando have been in the closed circulation system of the power armor, as a precaution, it is necessary to disinfect their respiratory systems that are exposed to the air.

Pharmacist Leo took out two nasal irrigation tubes and stared at Hades mercilessly with his cold eyes.

I resigned myself to my fate.

Next, it’s torture time.

Hades, who had been disinfected and tortured for half his life, slumped on the interrogation chair with a helpless look on his face. The white light shone dazzlingly from the top of the room. Hades' skin was directly soaked by the disinfectant and turned a shade white. Now it is even more blinding.

This makes Hades look like a whitened corpse.

The heavy iron door opened, and Mortarion lowered his head and came in from outside.

Hades immediately jumped up from the chair, sat upright, corrected his mentality, actively admitted his mistakes, and started a new life.

Mortarion was not wearing power armor, and his simple daily combat uniform clung to his skinny figure tamely.

On his waist, the alien pistol "The Dark Lantern" was sleeping quietly.

Mortarion walked over silently and pulled out the chair opposite Hades.

"Stab-"

The harsh sound of dragging echoed in the empty room, as if on purpose, Mortarion prolonged the process and also started the interrogation of Hades.

The original body sat down, quite casually, like a superior, waiting for the confession of the person under trial.

"It stinks."

Mortarion frowned.

Hades's anger came up immediately, am I smelly? ! The first thing you said when you came up was that I smell bad? Which one of us stinks more, do you feel unsure?

But Hades suddenly felt weak again. Well, he actually felt a faint smell on his body.

You are right, yes, yes, yes.

Hades swallowed.

"Well, Mortarion, you know that I received treatment on the Emperor's Dream."

Sorry, Emperor, the decision is yours.

"And my physique is also different from normal people, right? I am a special untouchable."

Mortarion didn't speak. Behind the breathing mask, a nearly silent roar sounded.

"So. In my occasional waking moments, those Sisters of Silence, made up of the Untouchables, told me something."

"Tell?"

"Write it down."

Hades, who had already predicted that Mortarion would ask for details, quickly replied.

The original body folded his arms and said nothing.

His father did send the Sisters of Silence to deliver weapons to Hades.

"So, I learned that there are living things in subspace."

Mortarion, who was opposite Hades, frowned, but did not interrupt him. Hades quickly took the opportunity to say,

"These subspace creatures rely on our emotions to gain strength. The more intense the emotion, the easier it is to gain their love."

"Among them, due to the different emotions of physical creatures, these subspace creatures are also roughly divided into different types."

"You better know what the hell you're talking about."

Hades blinked,

"These are just my deductions through Sister Silence, contact with think tanks, and my own reading and practice. There must be some omissions, so I want you to help me reason."

Mortarion stared at Hades, seeming to think about the truth and lies hidden in his words.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Critical hit!

"Because I'm not sure whether these are true, but it wasn't until today that I saw the demon with my own eyes, uh, it was a subspace creature, and I confirmed the credibility of this information."

"It's not good for me to bother you with news that I'm not sure about, right?"

Hades spoke again,

"Today, the race of the devil we met can be divided into——"

"Nurgle."

As the last syllable fell, Mortarion's figure opposite Hades trembled suddenly!

The great garden was flourishing, and the wonderful smell of decay drifted through his nose. He lay lazily beside the soft swamp, and the plague toad praised his loving father from time to time.

The wings are a little itchy, maybe because the scale powder has been wiped off by those naughty Nurglings.

He didn't like the little bugs that kept screaming.

Mortarion thought as he turned over, preparing to shake his wings to shake off the Nurglings on them.

Um?

Wait, wings? !

A dazzling white light suddenly shined on him.

Mortarion's face was pale, and heavy breathing sounded from under the gas mask. He felt a burning sensation on his hands, which repelled the fantasy just now. He looked up--

"Motarion, are you okay?!"

Hades held his hand, and his chair fell to the ground. Obviously, he was also quite frightened.

Mortarion took a deep breath and looked at Hades again.

"Hades, Nurgle, what is it?"

The vicious words burned his vocal cords.

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