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

Chapter 19
Barbarus, southern swamp, wild wasteland.

Hades is in his third year in the South.
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The misty thick white mist is gentle, and the deep wet soft black soil is dense. Between the sky and the earth, there seems to be nothing but the white mist upwards and the black soil downwards.

In the empty space where the white mist was slightly dispersed, a tall figure sat——

Mortarion didn't care about the muddy ground, and sat straight on the black soil, with an unconscious young man leaning on his left knee, and his arm on his right knee, while holding his scythe.

He looked into the depths of the mist, his amber eyes seemed to split through the thick mist, and looked straight at the familiar figure.

Hades slowly broke through the fog, and the downward-hanging sickle was like an oar on a ferry, gently sliding the white mist waves, causing layers of ripples.

When he was four meters away from Mortarion, Hades stopped moving, the face under the mask smiled apologetically, and then sat down directly.

"Long time no see, Hades."

Hades on the opposite side raised his head and smiled, and patted his knee. The familiar movements of his old friend made Mortarion secretly relax a little.

It's been three years.

"Yeah, long time no see, Death."

Mortarion didn't like his own name, Hades knew, not only didn't he like it, in fact he hated the name given to him by his adoptive father very much.

That's why the Death Guard call Mortarion "Reaper".

Reaper is both the god of death and the reaper, the one who reaps the wheat.

Just like Mortarion himself.

"Well, the liberation plan in the south didn't hold you back, did it? Our death guards may have done it, so I watched from a distance. Those artillery salvos instantly disarmed the first layer of those little lords. -"

"Whoosh—BANG!"

Hades stretched out his hand and gestured wildly, leaning on the sickle pole, and exaggeratedly gestured from one end to the other with the other hand, drawing an exaggerated artillery arc.

Mortarion smiled. He had indeed seen the power of those cannons, but unfortunately, these powerful cannons are not suitable for mountain warfare. They can only be used as support on the plains. As for the tops of the mountains— -they are powerless.

But—Hades still likes to praise others so much.The Death Guard, indeed they were Mortarion's pride.

Those who fought bravely, those who took up the sickle to resist in order to survive, they fought, they resisted, just for the future that can no longer fear.

Mortarion subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at the young man leaning against him, and his movements of struggling not to surrender to fate were still vivid in his memory.

They're all fighters fighting for themselves, aren't they?
It's just that Mortarion looked at Hades, who was still whistling on the opposite side. He seemed to be talking about how powerful he was now.

"Hades, you still can't approach others?"

Mortarion stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch the invisible realm around Hades.

"Hey! Don't! Don't don't!!!"

Mortarion's movement caused Hades to quickly back up, and he was still sitting unsteady, and almost fell over.

Brother, don't!

Hades was in a cold sweat, it would be fine if someone touched his black area, and it would make the other person sick for a while, but if Mortarion touched
Brother, don't bring other strange things here! ! !
Hades backed away quickly, slipping backwards without regard to his personal image.

Seeing Hades react so violently, Mortarion withdrew his hand in frustration, as if he was blaming Hades for rejecting him so much.
Sure enough, after so long, the original three people have already gone far away from each other?
Mortarion still remembered that the three of them were still very naive at that time. After drinking, they laughed and talked about liberating human beings in the broken house. At that time, he boasted that he would fight to the end for the cause of human resistance. He booed and said yes, while Hades crawled on the ground, clapping while crawling.

Mortarion wasn't drunk, of course, but Hades and Typhon were obviously drunk at the time.

"Mortarion! Big brother! I'm following you!!! I don't have any ideals! It's like finding a place to play with little people!"

What is a little person?
Mortarion still has doubts.

But now... those happy and innocent memories are gone, Typhon is fine, and Mortarion is very pleased that Typhon has also found comrades who understand him.

Only Hades, because of his uniqueness, can only walk alone outside the crowd.
When I defeat Nacre, when there is no oppression on this planet, Mortarion swears, he will help his friends get out of this damned curse of physique
Seeing Mortarion on the opposite side apparently lost in thought again, Hades panicked.

Don't, brother, don't hold grudges! ! !

"Uh" Hades scratched his chin, "That...my physique can hurt people, and I'm still not used to the feeling of hurting people."

"Besides, I don't want my friends to get hurt, right? Death, if someone gets hurt because of me, I'm sure I can't bear it."

Hades himself nodded in conviction first, and he glanced at Mortarion, who seemed to be convinced by him.

In the contact with Mortarion, Hades discovered that Mortarion is a typical mental journey with tens of thousands of words in his mind, and then he will only say a few words, unless he is forced to rush (such as breaking defenses), Mortarion is unlikely to fully tell his own mental journey.

And his mental journey generally takes a few more detours than ordinary people.

This has led to Hades not daring to let Mortarion misunderstand at all. If this is misunderstood, the problem will be serious!
Mortarion nodded, and supported the young man with his hand again, making him move into a more comfortable position.

"I can understand your feelings, Hades."

"If you really want to talk to someone, you can come to me. I can bear the ability to resist you."

Mortarion was silent for a while, and then said something sullenly.

"I don't get hurt that easily."

Following Mortarion's movements, Hades looked at the skinny young man, he probably was Vox, alas, the death guard who will be so nb in the future is so thin now.

"Hahaha, Reaper, you still have to lead the Death Guard to fight aliens, I dare not come to harass you."

A mist floated over, and Hades stretched out his hand to pinch it boredly.

"You're already harassing me."

Wow, what a cold joke.

Hades immediately clasped his hands together dramatically, bowed and nodded in Mortarion's direction.

"Ah, I shouldn't have disturbed Lord Mortarion, the little man deserves to die, and the little man will retire now—"

"Hades."

Only to see that Mortarion frowned, and whispered the evildoer's name in a solemn voice, which stopped the monkey who was about to piss off.

Okay, okay, let's not fix this flower work.

Hades sat upright in an instant. Let alone, it was not because he went to Mortarion this time because he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, which made him go crazy.

If nothing happened, he would not delay Mortarion.

After all, compared to Hades, Mortarion has too many things to do now.

Mortarion may still be thinking about going steadily and steadily, step by step, and make the final arrangement to kill his adoptive father, Nacre.

But Hades knows that the seemingly endless time is actually like a sea fish stranded on the coastline, dying and dying.

Could Mortarion kill his adoptive father before the death knell sounded, before the Emperor arrived?
If not, would Mortarion's mind still be gradually distorted like in the original book, and finally degenerate?

Hades knew that what happened on Barbarus was destined to be a poisonous thorn that pierced deeply into Mortarion's heart, and would quietly corrode the heart of the Lord of the High Wall during the long life of the legion. .

So, is there anything Hades can do before it happens?

Hades knew that he didn't have much time left for himself. Although he had always hoped to completely suppress the black domain below his body surface, based on previous attempts, this idea was not realistic in the short term.

He can only gradually stay away from the crowd.

But, Hades thought, what if, he meant what if, he could talk Mortarion out before he moved away from the crowd altogether?

While the connection between Mortarion and him was not yet so shaky.

Before everything happened.

If Typhon could rely on Mortarion's trust in him, and betray an entire Legion in the future.

Is it possible for Hades to save an entire legion by relying on Mortarion's trust in him?

He wants to try.
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At the very least, Mortarion had to be given a cryptic warning about the future.

Today Hades is also working hard not to become a stinky can.

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　　I confess, I ran towards the funny part as soon as I wrote it, I really couldn't stop the car.

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　　[Lord of the High Wall] refers to Mortarion. In a short article about the emperor playing chess with the horse, the Mortarion chess piece before the rebellion was a high wall, and after the rebellion, it was eaten by maggots. heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)