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

Chapter 172 164. Don't Kneel Me? !
Broken walls and ruins, pits and bombs all over the ground, and violent scars are all over this battlefield.

After following the big army and watching Mortarion lead a team to watch monsters for a few days, when the pharmacist Leo stopped paying attention to Hades, Hades decisively asked for a small team and returned to the ghost structure group at that time , ready to dig out what the figure king Traasin promised him.

Hades led the team to avoid the members of the Mechanicum and approached the Underworld structure group. He stood in front of a black stone and looked thoughtfully at the lightning pothole in front of him.

The out-of-control images of the past few days seemed to be in front of his eyes. Hades asked his death guards to wait aside. He needed to recall.
Hades held the sickle in one hand, stretched out a hand, and stared at his hand in a daze.

At that time, it seemed that he could use the energy of the Nether Dragon for a short time?
Thunderous green cuts through the black and white space, and the gods who control the laws of physics once slipped across the water of reality for a moment.

The Nether Dragon can control the Black Stone, and he himself can probably use this power?Hades listened, the stones resonating with him.

But... how do I use this power?

Hades looked at his hands, trying to imagine that he was the kind of mage who rubbed the ball of light with his bare hands, and how did he feel that there was a gust of air on his hands.
Hades tried to hold back for a long time, during which he tried various qigong methods, but to no avail.

Uh. Should he ask the Librarian, but this kind of power is completely different from psionic power
Forget it, try again, those death guards who are waiting to dig graves with you will get impatient.

However, Hades just lifted his foot to go——

[grown ups! ! ! ]

A caster in a blood-red robe popped out of a broken wall next to the Minggong structure!

The chants sounded, the incense overflowed, and the caster of Graier directly knocked on Hades!
What the hell!

Caster, what are you doing! ?
Although as a space warrior, and Hades is also an elite boss monster in the Death Guard, generally speaking, his status is indeed relatively high.

But you don't have to kneel directly? !Moreover, the pose of this casting man is not just a kneeling salute!Is it the religious one? !

Hades had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly helped the caster up. Although the caster looked ugly, he had a lot of strength, and Hades almost failed to lift him up.

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Hades stared silently at the caster from Graier. When this happened suddenly, he didn't know whether to say, "The benefactor, you have recognized the wrong person" or, "The benefactor does not need to do such a great gift."

But he only forgot one thing, that is to cut off the communication channel of this casting man.

[Praise the Om Messiah! ]
The caster's ecstatic voice exploded from the communication channel, and for a moment, no less than ten red figures appeared in Hades' line of sight——

All of them are oil guys who are shouting hymns and playing hymns.

They were all casters who had witnessed the phantom of Hades that day, and they were also considered to be the one who believed in the doctrine.

Where is this trouble coming from? !Hades felt like his hair was going to explode.

Hades watched helplessly as a group of engine oil guys suddenly appeared on the flat ground. When these foundry men saw him, they immediately knelt down and prepared to bow down.

"Don't kneel."

Although Hades maintained the posture of supporting the casting man, his voice was calm and low, as if he had mastered everything.

But Hades screamed inside, what is this? !Hades, who was frantically analyzing the status quo, had no choice but to say, everyone, don't kneel.

Compared to the screaming Hades, the casters over there were ecstatic.

The agent of God is so magnanimous that he even helped up the first believer who found him, and his calm and wise words gave orders directly.

The casters who were kneeling and who were about to kneel all got up one after another, looking at the lord curiously and reverently.

It stands to reason that Om Messiah Adam is the master of the empire, and when Mars rains, the gods come to the world.

But Mars does not have absolute jurisdiction over other forge worlds, and the major forge worlds are actually independent of Mars.

Not only the casting system, but also beliefs.

Compared with the Mechanicism on Mars, the beliefs of other forge worlds are also varied, and of course the general teachings and core will not change.

But the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The miracle of the emperor descending on Mars, traveling through layers of time and space in the galaxy, is no longer as shocking as it was on Mars.

Therefore, some Mechanicists in other foundry worlds believe in Mars or the empire's propaganda, while others only believe in general beliefs, and the related belief education has not been popularized at all.

Therefore, beliefs about the Mechanicus are like the oil guy's own layout of the internal cables of the body, with all kinds of strange things and their own characteristics.

But no matter how strange it is, the people of the Mechanicum still generally believe in one thing, that is—the agent of the God of Myriad Might will perform miracles.

Obviously, the casters regarded Hades' outburst before his death as a miracle of God.

If we go back to the source, the original birth of the Mechanicum itself came from the dream of the Nether Dragon. The truth in their mouths is actually the law governed by the Nether Dragon, and Hades was force-fed by the Emperor.
If you really want to study it carefully, Hades can really be called a pseudo * ohm messiah to some extent.

And after experiencing the shock of a group of people kneeling on you suddenly, Hades also changed his mind.

He recalled his last memories before he fell into a coma. Could it be that these forgers saw his ability to use the Nether Dragon?
Hmm. But there is a high probability that Hades will not be able to reenact that scene now.
But looking at a devout caster looking at himself, it just so happens that the Death Guard still lacks a closely cooperating foundry world.
Hades took a deep breath, this shit, even if he can't, he has to keep pretending.

And he's not cheating either!In a sense, he is the representative of the God of Myriad Opportunities (the Nether Dragon) (take a bite).

Hades looked at the casting man he was supporting, and after making sure that this man would not kneel again, he let go of his hand.

"Why did you come to me?"

Now the caster was shocked. He didn't think too much about it. Seeing someone use a miracle and go up to worship, does he need a reason?

That's what the great sages taught.

But now God asked him, and the logic engine turned and turned, and he stammered,
"Under your inspiration, we believers hope to seek the truth in the world."

A slight gasp sounded from the other casters who were waiting eagerly. They marveled at the boldness and straightforwardness of their colleagues, and at the same time were curious about God's response.

Hades was silent, and he suddenly remembered that he was not good at pretending to be a magic stick.

Hades began to try to recall how the aunt in the vegetable market preached, and those theology courses on Mars.

For a moment, the only sound in the entire open space was the rattling of the gears of the casters.

Hades took a deep breath and said as solemnly as possible,

"I am very pleased to know your dedication to the pursuit of truth."

"But unfortunately, I only have part of his power, and the world is declining, the truth is dusty, and chaos is watching, so I need to hide myself from the world and cannot directly guide you."

What Hades said was the truth, he didn't lie!No!

The solemn and deep voice echoed, and all the foundry masters listened silently.

God said that He was weak, but the phantom that seemed to break through the sky reverberated in front of everyone's eyes, and the feeling wrapped in the reverberation of knowledge.

So, is this also weak?
How strong should a real god be? !
People were immersed in the teaching just now, the engine was responsible for recording, dismantling and decomposing each word, and the foundry masters tacitly began to try to decrypt this passage, hoping that they could unlock more wealth.

Seeing that he was silent again, Hades was about to break out in a cold sweat in embarrassment, shit, don't tell him that he was found out, then he will be completely dead.

In the end, the caster in front of Hades broke the silence, and Hades thanked him sincerely from the bottom of his heart,
"My lord, please allow me to be disrespectful."

Hades nodded, even if he acquiesced,
"Are you hiding in Legion No.14 now?"

Hades froze for a moment, but nodded anyway.

The casting man lowered his head heavily, as if making a strange salute.

"Then, please let us think about how to do something for your legion."

Hades is ecstatic, hooked!
The foundry man on the opposite side, his engine is also jumping wildly. In fact, the foundry man can't reach the top management who decides to connect the foundry world with the legion.

But the foundry master knew that his upper echelons were already discussing whether to cooperate with a legion.

Graier originally wanted to cooperate with the Iron Warrior who was also good at machinery, but Perturabo's attitude towards the great sage made Graier's intentions fall through.

Some sages suggested Death Guard, but some sages suggested waiting.

But looking at Hades. The foundry master knew that his chance of promotion had come.

God, forgive my disrespectful thoughts.

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