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

Chapter 134 126. Kidnapping

Hades stood in the endless field, the low white corn of Babarus rustling beside him.

The rain was over, and the dim Babarus star hung high in the sky.

The sky is now showing a healthy yellow-white color, and a faint sour smell permeates the air, which is the proof that it has rained.

He looked into the distance, and the wide and undulating fields drew his attention to the faint mountains.

Hades blinked.

Callastephon survived after all, though now his condition was no different from death.

Typhon was lying dying in the death guard's medical room at the moment, guarded by countless death guards and untouchables.

Whether he can wake up is still unknown.

Mortarion sat down on the waiting chair in the medical room. Hades briefly chatted with him. After confirming that Mortarion was only depressed, he left temporarily and let him go slowly. .

In fact, when he was on Barbarus, Mortarion spent more time with Karas than he did when he left Hades alone.

The thing that completely made Hades leave a decisive bargaining chip in Mortarion's heart was to go to kill Nacre.

And Karas, who had his soul eaten by Hades, completely broke away from Nurgle's control.

The aliens originally born from the combination of aliens and humans, their souls are naturally bound to the existence of the subspace.

But now, Hades directly used the black domain to devour most of his soul, and those few parts, which belonged to humans, were preserved.

Those small pieces of soul fragments shining with white light may be the last gift left by Karas' mother to Karas.

That day, after they went down the mountain, they received an attack report from the death guard at the bottom of the mountain. The space fighters did not die, but the untouchables deployed together——

All killed.

According to Morag who reported, someone was using those Barbarus beasts to perform some kind of witchcraft not far from the foot of the mountain, under the cover of heavy rain and night.

But even under the cover of night and heavy rain, the death guard in charge of the investigation found the man. He was dressed in mud green power armor, but the patterns on it had been scraped off.

Morag, who was in charge of the defense at the foot of the mountain, made a decisive decision and asked the team deployed with the Untouchables to attack immediately. The other Death Guard teams broke through the raging wild beasts and escorted the Untouchables to the place.

The untouchables who approached there, without exception, all vomited blood and died, and the enemies who were discovered escaped with the help of a large number of beasts.

Judging from the replay afterwards, in fact, the sudden death of the untouchables interrupted a teleportation witchcraft with their death.

The complex lines painted with moss firmly grasp the slippery ground, and the dead boxwood bursts out from the huge pale corpse of the laughing man.

According to the death guard who went to assault, when he escorted the untouchables close, the boxwood tree was in full bloom, and he saw a fat translucent green hand stretching out from the white flowers.

Seeing this scene, relying on the impact of the death of the untouchable, the commandos forcibly used firepower to break the thick boxwood tree and tried to kill the enemy, but they were immediately overwhelmed by the raging wild beasts , had no choice but to escape.

Hades sighed.

That person, with a high probability, is the pharmacist Radon mentioned by the biological sages.
Subsequent investigations showed that the pharmacist Raton probably came into contact with the source of infection of the Plague Warrior around the time of the think tank library burning incident.

The arrest order within the Death Guard has been issued immediately, but it is a pity that a space warrior who can use psychic powers, who knows where he will be teleported by psychic powers.

At present, this person has not been found in the hunt for the Barbarus galaxy.

Gotta do another round of Death Guard screening.
Hades sighed again.

Conscription on Barbarus, gene-seed issues, finishing and construction work on Galaspa, construction work on Barbarus, legion building, training of the untouchables, Mortarion in frustration , Death Guard screening, preliminary construction of anti-psychic technology, finding a reliable foundry world for the Death Guard to cooperate with, reporting on tax exemption, wrangling with imperial institutions
Hades has a big head.

In short, building, developing productivity, and preventing the Warp.

The good news is that the current barrier between subspace and the physical universe is still relatively strong. Even in Barbarus, who is clearly watched by Nurgle, it is still difficult to directly summon the great demon in Nurgle's Garden.

They can only be summoned with the help of creatures with psychic talents on Babarus.

Otherwise, Hades and the others would have to face more than just some revived alien lords and the corrupted Kalastiphon.

The psionic purge mission of Barbarus must also be put on the agenda, otherwise who knows if Nurgle will attack the Death Guard's home planet again.

Hmm. There are so many things that Hades wants to start directly.

So he slipped away, no, ahem, so he applied to find recruits in Barbarus' village.

Of course, there is still time. Thoughts led Hades, and slowly came to the familiar edge of the field.

In the cemetery back then, there were so many corn seedlings.

Hades looked at the corn seedlings that looked like wheat for his current height in a daze.

Sadness has long been washed away by time and the ground is beyond recognition, leaving only a touch of emotion.

There will only be more such things in the future.

With the flick of time, he felt as if he was still the traveler who had just arrived on Babarus, crying and shouting every day, dreaming of going back to the 3k earth.

If he was given another chance, he would definitely not be Hammer.

At that time, I felt that it was very difficult to live. I lingered in the poisonous gas every day, and I had to farm. The tiger's mouth was worn out by the rough sickle, and it was morbidly red and swollen under the erosion of the poisonous gas.

Originally, he had hoped to be the Death Guard, but now Hades realizes dumbfoundedly that sometimes, if he plays again, not many people will be able to work.

Does this count as exceeding the goal I set at the beginning?

As the breeze blew, Hades took off his helmet. The poisonous gas that was originally acrid in his nose was vulnerable to the modified respiratory system, but it gave people a familiar feeling.

The corn seedlings rustled and grew in the dark days of Barbarus, day after day, year after year.

There was a rustling sound, and Hades turned around and saw two children carrying farm tools, walking to the edge of the field, and looking at him curiously.

It's little Herrera and Harder.

Not far away, Hades asked to follow the death shrouds of the two children to salute Hades.

Hades really just let him follow them, which is both protection and surveillance.

Hades looked at the two children and smiled. At the same time, he asked the death shroud to go nearby on the communication channel, and joined the team that Hades had come to the village for conscription.

Hmm. Although it was said to be a military conscription inspection, as soon as they returned to the village, everyone tacitly dispersed towards the original family's house.

Little Herrera dragged her younger brother and walked over directly, and Hades found that their gas masks were obviously much more advanced than the ones Hades used before.

The arrival of the empire has brought about a lot of changes. If the Mechanicus hadn't been able to understand Barbarus' biological chain, Barbarus would have been greatly transformed.

The little girl spoke crisply,
"My lord, I heard grandma say that I am very similar to you, is it true?"

"Will my brother be hated by others?"

Hades was dumbfounded. He stared at the child who had just passed his knee and squatted down.

The villagers of Lysa do not have the concept of untouchables, but people's feelings about untouchables will not change.

He spoke patiently,
"Yes, I was hated by others for a while, too."

"This is because of our constitution, we are untouchables, and we are born to cause damage to things with souls."

Hades got stuck again and continued,

"But not everyone hates us. A strong will can overcome loathing us."

"I know,"

Little Herrera spoke, and the little girl held her up high to hold her brother's hand, while her brother shrank behind little Herrera.

"Had just kept playing with me."

Compared with little Herrera, Hader is noticeably smaller and more listless.

This is probably the price of long-term contact with the untouchables.

And also a psychic.

Hades sighed softly.

He stretched out his hand, took off the gloves of the power armor, and motioned for the little girl to pass their hands over.

Little Herrera's eyeballs rolled around nimbly, and then exaggeratedly pressed her and her brother's hands up.

Hades controls the black domain attached to his hand.

Hader withdrew his hand suddenly, as if he had been scalded, and this time he hid behind little Herrera.

Little Herrera looked back at her younger brother with a puzzled expression.

Ignore the whispers between the siblings.

Sure enough, Hades thought.

Harder's soul flame is already quite weak, although it is more dazzling than ordinary people's soul, but it is also more precarious.

It seems that these two children cannot be allowed to stay together, otherwise Harder will be unconsciously killed by her sister Herrera Jr. sooner or later.
Hades sighed again.

He looked at little Herrera's little hand that was still on his own. Even though it touched the black domain, there was no sign of discomfort.

Untouchables are not mutually exclusive.

But little Herrera's anti-psychic domain is also very weak.
But Hades didn't know that his black domain was too strong.

If only the kid knew he'd been hurting his brother.
Hades blinked and told little Herrera to take her hand back.

"You are an untouchable, little Herrera, and your brother...is a psyker."

"Psyker? Do you mean a monster that can use witchcraft?"

Little Herrera directly pulled her brother back a few steps, looking at Hades warily.

"My brother is not like that. He can't do witchcraft."

Hades sighed, he is not good at talking to children.

It was Hader who came up behind Little Herrera,

"Sister, maybe it's true"

he muttered.

The old man from before had been staring at him with prey eyes. In addition, the villagers had discriminated against the siblings in recent years, and the old man who always followed them afterwards.
But the good news is that the tallest man didn't give his sister a hostile look, which was rare, because those people always subconsciously hate little Herrera.

Perhaps it was because the grown-up in front of him had the same physique as his sister, but he was obviously of a higher rank among these grown-ups, and he could even order other people.

His sister is still alive.

Compared with the happy little Herrera, Harder, who was born to be double tortured by Babarus's psionic environment and little Herrera's anti-psychic domain, has long realized their doomed tragedy.

They all had to die, and they all had to die under the discriminating eyes of the villagers. After giving birth to sick siblings, their parents abandoned them and went to Xinghuan to make a living.

They lived with Grandma Lysa, and even though Grandma Lysa had a high reputation in the stronghold, they couldn't change everything.

but now!
Now he can let this adult take away his elder sister, that adult must know how to prevent his elder sister from being subconsciously hated by others.

But how to ask this grown-up to help them
Harder knew that the tallest, death-like lord wanted to kill him very much, and it was this lord who quietly blocked his sight at that time.

Perhaps the lord was as good a man as his sister.

But for Hades, the psychic. As an untouchable, Hades exudes the oppressive aura of a high-ranking predator.

he can.
"I'll go with you, you can."

Harder whispered, he felt like he was about to cry, you could kill him, he wouldn't hide and trouble them.

To trade his life, the life of a monster of witchcraft, for his sister's.

Hades sighed again, why was he about to cry all of a sudden, could it be that the black area he just scalded the child hard.

He also deliberately made the black area the most shallow, so what would it look like for Karas when he pressed Karas' neck to open the black area to the maximum extent?
He scratched his head, and decided to cheat and take the two children to the Death Guard first, then little Herrera would contact Sister Silence. Of course, it would be great if they could be included in the Death Guard's untouchable team.

And Harder arranged to be in the think tank Undertaker after confirming that there was no threat.

The current supply of Death Guard mourners is actually cut off. After all, affected by the environment, there are too few wild and normal psykers on Babarus.

These feral psykers tend to go mad from the long-term corruption of Barbarus.

But if you leave this environment in advance, you should still be saved.

After all, not all Barbarus psykers have the same background as Karastyphon.

Hades cleared his throat and said as gently as possible,
"Had, you mean you'd like to come with me?"

Harder nodded, his eyes were red,
"it is good,"

Hades looked at little Herrera again,

"What about you, would you like to go with me to the legion?"

Little Herrera looked at her younger brother and then at Hades, obviously not understanding why her younger brother suddenly made such a request.

Not to mention him, Hades didn't understand Hades' brain circuit.

But if Harder really said all of them, it is estimated that both of them will be shocked.

"Since my brother said to go, then I will go too!"

"But let me speak to Grandma Lysa."

"Okay, let's go."

Hades looked helplessly at the two children carrying farm tools, bouncing and running back.

No matter what the wishes of these two children are, their physiques are destined to bind the rest of their lives to a greater battlefield.

Hades stood up, clapping his hands.

At this time, Little Herrera and Harder didn't realize that after this, they would face a more serious problem than life and death.

Cannon fire would be doomed for the rest of their lives.

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