Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 107 97. Maxiang, stop asking!
The worm-like vehicle galloped on the Tarsis plateau, and only the swarm of worms remained on the barren plateau.

As time slowly passed, the plateau was pulled away, and they now entered the broken landscape called "Dark Night Labyrinth".

The metal bugs carrying them quickly climbed up and down the broken terrain, and Hades understood why this vehicle was at this time.

The rest of the normal vehicles may not be able to move an inch on this terrain.

After going through endless bumps, Hades, who was sitting in the cavity of the bug, finally felt the vehicle start to slow down.

He looked at Malcador, since he got into the car, Malcador has been frowning tightly, as if facing a big enemy.

The fluctuation of psychic energy surrounds Malcador from time to time.

Hades knew his physique, so he didn't dare to approach Malcador rashly.

Although Hades still wanted to ask Malcador a lot of questions about himself, it was obviously not possible now.

The giant worm stopped slowly, and cooling steam spewed out from its body.

The car door opened, and Collier Jersey looked at Malcador with his pale blue eyes.

"We have arrived, my lord."

Malcador slowly opened his eyes, he glanced at Hades,

"Walk."

The old man started to move, and Hades followed behind him.

When Hades stepped out of the car, he was surprised to find that the swarm had stopped in front of a deep cave, and there seemed to be something flickering in the dark cave.

Malcador's footsteps did not stop, he walked straight into the hole.

Hades swallowed, and followed Malcador into the cave.

He knows where this is.

[Dragon] is here.

Fragment of the Star God, Nether Dragon.

The dragon, who knows all the knowledge of the physical universe, was imprisoned by the emperor in the labyrinth of eternal night on Mars.

But Hades didn't know why he had been brought here.

Are you going to make him the guardian of the dragon?Guard the Nether Dragon?

As the figures of the two disappeared into the cave, Collier Jersey glanced at the two, and then commanded the worm-shaped vehicle to crawl at the entrance of the cave.

No one would care that a hole was covered in the intricate terrain of the Dark Night Labyrinth.

The wind and sand blew past, and the sun was shining brightly.

"Hades."

Malcador walked through the tunnel with a vigor that didn't match his figure, deftly passing through the translucent stalactites.

"Ok?"

Hades tried his best to follow Malcador, but he was much bigger than Malcador, and he couldn't get through some places that Malcador could pass through quickly, so he had to find another way.

"Do you regret it?"

Ok?
"Regret what?"

"come here."

"Mars?"

"No, this world!"

Malcador frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Hades' slow response,

Hades was startled, he remembered that Malcador had called him "outsider".

But such a straight-forward question like Malcador's
Possibly met a Hades-like human before him?

Hades decided to tell the truth,
"Of course I regret it!"

"Could you let me go back?"

"No."

Malcador replied decisively.

Then what are you talking about!

"Let me ask you, do you regret what you have done so far?"

Hades was silent.

For a long time, the two of them just walked silently among the stalactites and stalagmites, these translucent and crystal-like natural products.

It seems that some living biomass is half-solidified between the rocks, emitting faint fluorescence.

Hades spoke as they began to cautiously cross a bridge of crystal stone.

"It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets. I have not saved too many people."

Herrera.
"Of course I made mistakes."

"But looking back from the current standpoint, I know that I will never be able to save everyone"

"I know I've done my best."

"."

The old man nodded,
"He really chose you."

Then Malcador paused and spoke again,
"I know you have seen fate."

"But I'm telling you now, fate is like books in a library, you only see one of them now."

"Fate is ever-changing, there is no absolute thing."

"You try to change your destiny, you try to remove a stone from the road."

"But that could mean that there's a poisonous snake hiding under the stone."

"In this regard, the wisest men cannot predict the appearance of the changed destiny."

"On the road of trying to change your destiny, on the road of trying to intervene in this world, you may die a miserable death,"

"You could be transformed into an immortal hunk of flesh, to live your life twisted in pain."

"You could be betrayed by your own people and crucified on a precipice."

"You may be tortured by an unknown lunatic who jumped out of the roadside and imprisoned in a cage."

"Even though you may die a good death, the changes you make will continue to profoundly impact the world."

Malcador continued to speak in a low voice, like a wizard casting a spell, cursing Hades.

"You could bring an entire planet to ruin, and billions of people will die because of you."

"You may turn brothers against brothers, warriors against enemies, and wars to ignite."

"You could drive an entire legion into madness, beyond redemption."

Finally, Malcador stopped.

A strange faint light lay ahead.

He looked back at Hades, even though Malcador was short, but at this moment, he was like a giant.

The golden light surrounds Malcador,
The old man's eyes fixed on Hades,

"Or, let me give you the simplest example,"

"Even if you have done a lot so far, the fate of the Death Guard is still not as clear as you think."

"Betrayal or loyalty, life or death, no one will know until the game is settled."

"Your efforts are likely to be in vain, and you will die on the road of hard work."

"Or worse, your efforts have had the exact opposite effect."

"So now, it's too late to regret."

"You can regret your previous behavior and then give up everything. I will arrange paperwork for you on an unknown planet, and you can spend the rest of your life in peace."

"Or you choose to follow us, become a backup plan, and die on the road."

Hades swallowed.

He...he really wanted to choose the first option.

After all, in his last life, he was just a passerby who lived in silence.

But. He now... After experiencing this world, after experiencing what happened to Barbarus, and what happened to the No.14 Legion, can he still choose that option frankly?
Can he drop everything without burden and leave by himself?
Can he really be alone when the whole human race is inevitably sliding into the abyss?
Under the nest, have the eggs finished?
Besides, he's already here.

At this time, looking back and letting go of everything, why do you feel that you can’t justify it?
Hades spoke slowly, his voice was a little hoarse,
"It's all coming."

He said.

Malcador looked at him with complicated eyes, but finally moved away slowly.

"it is good."

So they stepped into the light together.

Dazzling white light burst into it. This is a hall composed of geometric shapes. Colorful sheepskin scrolls are randomly glued to the walls. Red iron beams support the hall. Countless experimental equipment is randomly placed here.

In the hidden part of the hall is a long and narrow tunnel that seems to go straight to the center of Mars, faintly glowing with blood.

A man stood in the middle of the hall, holding a large sword in both hands, with a haggard look on his forehead, and a bunch of gradually tightening wings appeared impressively on his forehead.

"Dragonguard, Simon."

Malcador's voice sounded, introducing the man to Hades.

The man didn't speak, he stepped forward, and Malcador waved a few times in the air, his dense pattern shining in the air.

Simon looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he bowed and retreated.

Before leaving, he turned off the lights in the hall,
In the dim hall, the red light seeping from the side tunnel became the only light.

Hades followed Malcador over.

"That's one of the few things I can do for you."

Malcador sighed,

"After that, we can't give you anything, we can't point you to anything, but you and I both know what you're going to face."

"Good luck."

The golden light explodes! ! !

The rickety old man was instantly enveloped in dazzling golden spiritual energy, and the coercion that made people unable to straighten his waist appeared in front of Hades——

That's the Emperor's psychic power!
Malcador was like a burning torch, his withered body was burning violently, and the emperor's psionic figure faintly appeared on the old man,
He stretched out a hand, and the sudden force pushed Hades directly into the deep tunnel.

"Go and dig out the wisdom of the dragon."

"This is just a dream, as long as you follow along and finally wake up."

Hades felt his body falling rapidly——

"What will I encounter??"

he yelled,
"Everything you can't understand!"

Malcador, or the Emperor, the face at the mouth of the receding hole, cried,

"Ridiculous everything!"

And so he fell, into the dragon's dream.

　There is another one today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)