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

Chapter 186 178. After the Rain
A week later.

"I never thought that the sun of Barbarus would be purple."

Mortarion stood meditatively looking upward on a nothingness, where for the first time Barbarus's sun, which had been only a hazy white disk, was so clear.

Perhaps due to the refraction of the atmosphere, the edge of this clear white circle is lavender, with some rose red mixed in.

Strange, Mortarion thought.

Compared with the barren Barbarus, the sun of Barbarus is so luxurious, or full of that unrealistic sense of romance.

It's a pity Karas can't see all this.

Mortarion chewed this fact slowly, just like the emperor who fell from the sky tore up the barrier of Barbarus, completely changed the direction of the story, and buried in the cold and fearless Karas also made the original story fall into a trap. broken.

Mortarion stared at the sun, and the Primarch, unaware that he was like a scarecrow watching over a barren field, continued to stare at the sun.

There was nothing else he could do, it was like this every time, Mortarion knew.

But he can bestow death, the only thing Mortarion is skilled at.

Mortarion knew he couldn't let his old friend die in a ridiculous trial. He couldn't swing his scythe. His scythe was pointed at the tyrant, not at the old friend.

Karas would die in a war grand enough, he would die in a war of liberation, he would die in a war to overthrow tyranny, Mortarion had promised Karas that.

That's the only thing he can guarantee.

When the Primarch encounters a war that will tear the Legion apart, he will awaken Karas.

but not now.

Hades ignored the primarch. As a technical sergeant, he and the pharmacist Leo personally presided over the whole process of Karas being installed into the dreadnought. By the way, more than one monitoring system and suicide program were installed on the dreadnought.

Calastephon watched all this in silence.

Hades patted the Contempt Dreadnought next to him. This is the standard model in the Great Crusade, with the unique white and green painting of the Death Guard.

"I am kind. After all, I was an old friend."

Hades said,

"This fearless machine has a suicide program. When you are awake, you can choose to die at any time."

Karas glanced at Hades, and a dry voice sounded,
"Thank you."

Hades rolled his eyes,
"But I don't suggest you die now, otherwise I can't fool Mortarion with the failure of the implant surgery."

"You can pick when you wake up next time."

Calastephon smiled wryly, how did he get to this point in the end?
If his greed wasn't so big, he still got to this point in the end.

Karas pursed his lips, and before falling into that long deep sleep, he finally chose to speak, which was completely unnecessary, but maybe Karas wanted to see Hades' entanglement very much,

". Hades, do you hate me?"

Hades was silent for a long time, and the dead soul spoke,
"Don't hate."

"Why then?"

Callastephon swore that it was the first time he had seen such a gloomy Hades, like a skeleton just crawling out of the grave, staring monotonously at the world, cursing and cursing the world.

"."

"I can't afford to bet."

Can't afford to bet on anything?
Callas was confused, but the injection was gradually onset, and the growing drowsiness prevented him from thinking further.

"But if there is time and opportunity after everything is over, I will come to see you again."

Hades didn't realize his voice was hoarse.

Hades knew that this was a complete lie, how could they survive after everything was over.

In the end, there is a high probability that the Primarch will survive and continue to live with his brother who he thinks is like shit.

But just in case, that's how the lie called hope came out.

Karas looked at Hades, his vision starting to blur. The pharmacist was as lenient as his medicine.

This is the second pledge Karas has received, the first being Mortarion's.

Hades cast a last glance at Karas,

"If you still believe, live first."

But what Karas didn't know was that this was actually a curse, a curse from the dead.

He handed him the key, but did not point out the exit.

Hades closed the door of the Dreadnought, and all was plunged into darkness.

On Barbarus, except for Mortarion who was standing aside in a daze, Hades is now squatting on the ground in a standard old farmer's half-squat method, holding up a pile of dirt, and testing the transformation results of the Mechanicus——

Measurements show that the land is quite fertile.

Hades clapped his hands in satisfaction and shook the soil on the ground. Then he stood up and looked at the sky of Barbarus. After the atmospheric transformation, the sky of Barbarus showed a light blue mixed with green.

Faced with Mortarion's emotion for the lavender sun, Hades did not expect that Barbarus's sky would be like this.

"There are always things we can't think of."

The matter of Karas has come to an end for the time being. Perhaps the story of Karas will not continue until the death guard encounters a large battlefield, but now, this "old man" has to sleep for the time being.

Hades blinked, not thinking about it anymore.

Many things are useless if you think about them, and you will be deceived, so it is better not to think about them.

If you can do it, do it, if you can't do it, you will pull it down, if you can't do it, he will do nothing, just forget about it for a while.

Time is still flowing, a bunch of things are still waiting, there is not much time left for sighing.

Hades was in a good mood after the transformation of Babarus. He looked at the large piece of soil in front of him, as long as he ignored the red-robed sages who were blocked by the death guard in the distance, a large piece of land lay here fertilely. , waiting to be built, waiting to be sown.

Generally speaking, the home star of the legion has an extraordinary political status, and whether to attach importance to the home star and whether to build the home star depends on the plan of the legion itself.

There are legions with a strong legion culture and willingness to build their home planet, such as the Ultramarines. Robert Guilliman's Macragge is a beautiful pearl in the five hundred worlds. The mountains and blue lakes, towns and tall castles are all condensed. The brilliant culture of extreme fighters;
Another example is Baal of the Blood Angel. Although this planet is full of radiation, under the management of Sanguinius, it has been carved into a church of beauty and art. Countless exquisite angel statues hang down in the church. It is the gathering of the beliefs of the Holy Blood Angels.

Of course, the home planet of some legions just let nature take its course, and do whatever they want, and Barbarus in the original book belongs to this type.

There are also legion home planets that have been deliberately forgotten, or... not very good.

This is due to some problems with the Legion's supervision of the parent star.

And as for the home planet of the Death Guard.
In the planetary construction plan given by the Mechanicus, Babarus' positioning is actually quite clear, an agricultural planet, or a garden planet.

If you choose to become an agricultural planet, the sky of Babarus will be covered with poisonous gas again, but this time the poisonous gas will be the exhaust gas from the chemical fertilizer factory, and the specially improved crops will also fill every inch of Babarus The land, the roaring of tall agricultural machines, are continuously transporting instant food to other planets.

Hades and Mortarion flatly rejected this option.

And if it becomes a garden planet, it is to build Barbarus into a quite livable planet. The current garden planet of the empire can even be described as a paradise, which is not an exaggeration.

The greatest significance of the garden planet is its political nature. Important officials of the empire and politicians from nearby galaxies will come here for vacation, and by the way, carry out some cooperation between planets or commercial activities.

The biggest disadvantage of becoming a garden planet is that it cannot carry too much population. The original planet residents will be relocated to cities under the surface, so as not to hinder the pollution "scenery value" caused by overpopulation.

But Barbarus didn't have such concerns. The population of Barbarus was so small that even if they were all moved to Barbarus, they would be disgusted by the mechanical sages and needed too few maintenance personnel.

As a planet, the most important thing about Barbarus is its political and cultural status.

Then continue to make use of this point, make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses.

In Hades's vision, Barbarus will become a garden planet, relying on the influence of the Legion, using Barbarus as a stage, attracting politicians and businessmen from planets near the Storm Star Field, and making arrangements with the Legion and other planets. Cooperation treaties, mutual benefit and mutual assistance, etc.

This is similar to an ultra-loose confederation, the Death Guard is the largest one in it, and under the town of the Death Guard, the planets conduct loose trade and things like that.

This is not directly beneficial to the Death Guard, but the planet near Barbarus has become richer, which is also beneficial to the Death Guard.

Neighbors have food and I have guns, cough tonight, isn’t it, the death guard will take a reasonable fee, after all, the death guard provides a platform for various politicians to talk to Babarus.

These dignitaries coming to Babarus will also indirectly improve the cultural quality of the planet per capita. After all, if Babarusians want to engage in related service industries, they also need to learn High Gothic.

When Hades thought of the teachers who taught "tax evasion" in the school, he felt ashamed, but the good news is that up to now, the moral education of these teachers has not polluted the students anyway.

Moreover, if other planets see Babarus and the Death Guard as nb, and want to send their children to the Death Guard, in this area, sign several agreements with Babarus, and pass all the inspections of the recruits. Well, it is also negotiable.

The reputation of the 30k legion is still very good. Thanks to the propaganda of the empire, the space warriors and their Primarchs have been portrayed as glorious and heroic, fighting to regain lost ground.

So many people also want to join the legion. On the one hand, it is a personal choice. On the other hand, for those families that control the entire planet, it is definitely not a wrong choice to make friends with one of the armed forces of the empire.

And you have family members in the Death Guard, in other respects, you will continue to cooperate with the Death Guard, this is a matter of course.
Some people may say that this is not an empire, why are you doing this in private?Do you want to.
This is not right, look at the Ultimate Starfield, the five hundred worlds of Macragge, what did the empire say?
Although Robert Guilliman is often suspected by other Primarchs because of this, after all, the Five Hundred Worlds of Macragge does seem quite ambitious.

The Death Guard wouldn't learn from Macragge either, after all Guilliman's warp projection might really be a quantum computer, but Mortarion's definitely wasn't.

If the Death Guard is really directly under the jurisdiction of so many planets, even if all the current members of the Death Guard are trained to be politicians, it will not be enough.

So the Death Guard will not do this, as long as they grasp the most important planetary construction, the rest is for the volunteers to take the bait, mutual benefit and mutual assistance.

The pace of the Great Crusade is still going on, and war is the main theme of the legion, so the Death Guard can't always devote themselves to the minutiae of politics, and it is also a good choice to use the Death Guard's home planet Babarus to develop logistics in a disguised form. .

The Death Guard has not received many war orders recently, but because of the Battle of Galaspar, the Death Guard gnawed at the entire super-large galaxy at a rapid speed, and Mortarion's brutal war style directly made the high-level leaders of the nearby galaxies surrender. After all, the death guard hanged all the management of Galaspar, and smashed the main hive of Galaspar by the way.

And as long as they surrender to the empire before the war begins, these high-level officials can still enjoy their old age in peace.

It may have to be said that the Emperor who sent the Death Guard to the Galaspar system, in some ways really understood which legion was suitable for which situation, and how to take as many resources as possible in the shortest time.

Although the Death Guard suffered heavy losses
So as of now, the Death Guard is still progressing in the empire's war missions, not to the point of being warned by the emperor.

Hades counted the time, almost waiting for the Death Guard to complete the logistics supply line, and the empire's new war edict came down again.

He looked at the dreamy sky of Barbarus, thinking about the arrangements behind.

Beside Hades, Mortarion stared into the distance and breathed a sigh.

Those noisy Greyer oil guys attracted Mortarion's attention. Although Mortarion had a little gratitude for these sages who could do their best to transform Barbarus, these sages were in a sense It was indeed too noisy.

They chanted the Binary Prayer of the Adeptus Mechanicum, and sang the miracles of the God of Machines.

"Those mechanical sages have been moving this way."

Mortarion said affirmatively, and then Hades beside him began to cough wildly, as if choking,
"Space Marines are built so they don't get choked."

Mortarion said again with certainty,

Hades fell silent, and after a while, he spoke slowly,
"I accidentally gave them a Mechanicus skill earlier, and they seemed shocked by it, and"

Hardy paused,

"Maybe I learned some good things on Mars before, and they are more envious of it."

Mortarion looked at the sages in red robes silently, he thought of Karas, who had neglected him at the beginning
"If this bothers you, please say so."

"The Death Guard are not threatened by a Forge World."

Hades breathed a sigh of relief, at least he got over it
In a sense, he was telling the truth.

"No no no, it doesn't affect."

"In fact, that might be a good thing."

The Death Guard had always been positioned as a heavy infantry rebel army, so it was reasonable for him to ask Graiedo for some tanks.

The Death Guard can't really win just by smashing infantry on the battlefield.

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