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

Chapter 247 238. First of all, I am not a god

The white light from the ceiling of the interrogation room shone down, with cold and sharp edges, and the steel interrogation table shone with a chilling light.

In the rest of the darkness, the gravekeeper stood silently at the door, but since they entered, the soldier was like a static sculpture, motionless.

The position of the chief interrogator was empty, and on the other side of the table, Margo swallowed silently, shrinking herself as far as possible from the white light.

There was a coolness on the wrist, always reminding Margo of her imprisoned state.

She shouldn't speak indiscriminately. For the first time, Margot knew that language can also be judged.

God, I hope you will forgive my folly.

Margot prayed secretly, the empty interrogation room stretched the time very long, giving her a sense of haze.

"*#?,."

?

Margot opened her eyes and glanced at the person next to her who was making strange noises.

Next to the ghost dog is the Kirkland sage. Compared with Margot's captivity handcuffs, the death guards are really tied up with this sage. All the sage's limbs were roughly pulled out and tied up.

In addition, the technical sergeant of the death guard also locked all the movable joints of the sage, and copied a command code for the sage by the way.

While doing this, Kirkland obeyed the Death Guard with a meek, outrageous attitude.

"what happened?"

Margot whispered to the sage,
"coming soon."

Even though his whole body was tied tightly, Kirkland still struggled to shake his body slightly, trying to prove to Margot that there was nothing to worry about.

"Don't worry—"

The sage wanted to say something more, but he shut his mouth immediately, curled up between the red robe and the chain in silence.

"Quiet."

Kirkland whispered something.

Margot swallowed again, she knew what this abnormal sage was referring to, their judges were coming, Margot hoped... at least a quick death.

The sound of armor joints colliding sounded, and the grave guard standing at the door moved. He opened the door silently to let the judge outside come in.

The light outside the door shone blindingly, and an obviously tall figure walked in——

No, this, this... Margot subconsciously held her breath for the vague figure and special shoulder armor pattern in her memory.

Wait, oh my god, my god!

Pluto? !Is it Pluto? ! !
Margo was sure that her whole body was shaking. Before she was locked in, she never thought that she and this half-mad sage could alarm such a big man. Just an ordinary death guard was already something she could imagine limit.

But now, the senior leadership of the entire legion is still Pluto—Pluto!
Just because of some of her own random conjectures, she was even paid attention to by Pluto himself? !

Margo felt that she was about to pass out, and the unacceptable facts were squeezing her. She buried her face deeply in the darkness under the table in horror and awe, trying to get some comfort for herself.

After approving a pile of documents, Hades sat silently at the trial table, staring at the two in front of him and thinking.

By the way, Hades asked the gravekeeper outside to turn off the recording of this interrogation room, and everything here will only be recorded by Hades himself.

One is the ghost dog auxiliary army trembling with fright, and the other is the mechanical sage Kirkland who is pretending to be stupid.

Looking at Kirkland who was pretending to be stupid, Hades sighed deeply,

As a result, this made the ghost dog tremble even more, and Hades had to speak as softly as possible,
But Hades didn't know, his deep voice was like a scythe scraping the floor, slowly scratching Margot's spinal cord,
"Don't be nervous, Margo from the 037 Regiment, I will only ask you a few questions."

Margo buried her head and nodded her head twice indiscriminately.

Hades sighed again in his heart. Of course, Hades remembered the auxiliary army who shouted "for Hades".

He also wondered if it was Hydra coming from the other side, but after checking her information, he found that there was indeed nothing wrong.

Therefore, Hades just asked the gravekeeper to pay more attention to her for a while, and at the same time asked her auxiliary army leader to convey the news of not feudal superstition and believing in the truth of the empire.

Originally, this matter was over, and in fact the originator of the [Pluto] rumor was not Margo, but another mortal who liked to compile stories.

But unexpectedly, Hades stared at Kirkland. The sage obviously knew what he was doing.

Realizing that the overwrought ghost dog obviously couldn't ask anything, Hades decided to tap the sage who was playing dumb first.

With his arms on the table, his hands crossed, and his hands covering the lower half of his face, Hades only showed his pure-colored eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"Kirkland, explain? About why you left the mission area privately and went to harass a mortal auxiliary?"

"My lord, you need to understand and value your inner being, you can no longer escape from all this."

The heart of Hades, the old man, the subway, the cell phone.

Hades, calm down, be calm.

"I want you to answer my question head-on, Kirkland."

Kirkland was silent for a moment.

"I did it on purpose, my lord."

Hades raised his eyebrows, beckoning him to continue,
"Margot's discovery completes the last piece of the puzzle. The prayers of believers will really bring attention and feedback, which already meets the definition of a god, even if you don't want to admit it yourself."

Observation and feedback. Hades really needs this information urgently, but the top priority——Hades slowly calmed down his irritated heart, and said decisively,
"Listen, Kirkland, I'm only saying this once."

"First of all, I am not a god;"

"Secondly, I am not a god;"

"In the end, I'm not a god."

".have you understood."

Hades gritted his teeth and said,

"I don't know where you came to your conclusion, sage, compared to Margot who doesn't know who I am, what are you thinking about after spending so long with me?"

Hades never thought that one day, his virtue would be rumored to be a god.

At least the God in Warhammer isn't like him, right? Hades clearly remembers the time when he was dawdling on Babarus. If this kind of experience is taken out, no matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary and unlucky human being, right?

The reason behind him becoming stronger is also due to his physique and being held down to absorb some of the fragments of the void dragon, and he has no other super-class abilities.

Besides, there is no god who works every day like a model worker who is about to die suddenly. Compared with gods, Hades would rather call himself a hard-working Warhammer worker with zero salary.

With a straight face, Hades picked up a stack of documents from the table and began to read them one by one,

"Kirkland, let me see, there are at least 3 T arguments in your information database."

"Then, you were caught spreading dangerous ideas to the mechanical sages of Minter and Rust."

"Your assistant Jin once tried to stop you, but... you instead convinced him of your story."

Hades suddenly realized that although Kirkland and Kim worked hard for his Blackstone Lab every day, it was necessary for him to pay attention to the mental and spiritual health of his employees.

"In the end, you also tried to abduct Margot the dog and coax her into compiling a dissemination manual?"

After reading these few articles, Hades found that he was the first to be silenced.

This deeply, greatly, shook Hades.

Hades felt that whether he rushed out of the laboratory to grab a meal in the cafeteria, or he lay down on the laboratory floor to sleep, or he had no jokes with the machine servant every day
Kirkland. How on earth did Kirkland do this against his conscience after witnessing all of this? !

In Hades' cognition, the first element for a person, or thing, to be called a god is [mystery].

Perhaps it is because I consciously create a sense of mystery, or perhaps it is because of the hazy feeling caused by the distance, those things that are worshiped by people will have a layer of separation from believers——

Only in this way will it be convenient for believers to deify a certain existence.

Hades can still understand what the ghost dogs are doing. After all, in private in the mortal army, there will be very powerful space fighters, or primarchs, and emperors called "angels", "half gods", "gods" "The custom.

And the behavior of the legion is just turning a blind eye to this, after all the charm of the Primarch and the Emperor. In a sense, if the above nouns are changed to adjectives, it seems to be correct.

But the premise is that the space fighters, the Primarch, and the Emperor are all far enough away from the existence of mortals. Except for the angel Sanguinius, Hades does not believe that the people of the Primarch's home planet will enshrine the Primarch as a god——

Because they are close enough to people, in addition to being far beyond human abilities, they exhibit other behaviors that indicate that they are human.

Just like Mortarion, at first Mortarion was considered by the Barbarus people to be a big guy who got so big because of a strange disease.

It wasn't until Mortarion led the Barbarus to slay the alien lord that he began to be considered a gifted war general—but not a god.

It was later that Mortarion joined the Legion, the addition of the Legion, and the fact that he was far enough away from mortals made Mortarion's reputation improve by leaps and bounds. Some mortals who saw the Lord of Death from afar on the battlefield would consider him a demigod.

But the premise is still [mystery].

Hades couldn't understand Kirkland's brain circuit. If nothing else, Hades was confident that he was the most humane star warrior in the Death Guard.

And he didn't pretend to be in front of Kirkland, at least he still maintained a serious look as the commander of the Death Guard in front of others,
But in front of this sage who had been tied to Hades' side, Hades didn't care much about maintaining his personal image.

Just like that, just like that, can he still be called [God] by Kirkland? !

Hades felt a pain in the corner of his mouth. It was the pain of wanting to smoke but not being able to. He silently watched Kirkland's whereabouts in the file. This sage cropped a lot of Hades' photos
Carefully selected pictures, carefully selected composition, gunpowder smoke and twilight surround the main character, his face is serious and silent, and a darkness casts in front of him——

Hades didn't even know he could be so handsome.

But Hades knew better that most of the time he appeared in front of Kirkland, he was an old man in a technical sergeant shirt, a sloppy image of beating up machinery every day in the workshop.

Hades brainstormed, and in the end, he still couldn't figure out the reason and purpose of Kirkland's behavior.

". Kirkland, why do you think I'm a god?"

Hades' mouth moved slightly, just based on his usual performance.

The red-robed mechanical block next to the judgment table squirmed a few times under the prison of the lock, and said in a firm voice,
"My lord, because I know the truth behind the exaggerated appearance."

"Only the ignorant believer is fooled by looks and behavior, I know, I know"

"The golden cathedral that soars to the sky, the servants who sing the praises of gorgeous poetry, the hypocrisy and affectation in their gestures, only the most ignorant mortals will be touched by these!"

As if poking at a pain point, Kirkland began to curse in an angry voice,
"The scumbag who only looks at the handsome appearance! The existence who can only play tricks on people's hearts! Who stipulated that the gods must have a gorgeous and beautiful appearance?!"

"Those mortals just worship the rulers at the top of their race, and mistakenly evaluate the wealth that they can't own as the monopoly of the gods—"

"stop!"

Hades stood up suddenly and slapped the table, and a loud sound exploded in the room.

"boom--"

Hades is glad that this is the exclusive interrogation room of the Death Guard, and there are no other forces in the strictly guarded area.

Otherwise, those words just now blew up on the back of Hades' neck.

"Kirkland, I solemnly warn you that everything you just said is heresy. All of this is based on your own deduction. The death guards have never given you guidance and information in this regard!"

White light hit the top of Hades' head, and the face against the light was shrouded in ominous darkness, and an extremely terrifying expression appeared on Hades' face.

Margo, curled up at the table, was almost suffocating, she could feel it.
That is murderous.

If the person being reprimanded was her, she might have fainted from fright.
But to her surprise, Kirkland's deliberately flattering voice sounded again, even with a kind of gentleness,
"Yes, I know, my lord, these are my personal conjectures, and I have never said these before."

"However, Lord Hades [Pluto], I just want to show that I am not those ignorant mortals, and the real god is not the traditional image."

"Are you struggling with something again? Worrying that your own image is not stalwart enough, and that your life is too rough. No, these are just appearances."

"Possess great power, can expel evil, and respond to the prayers of believers, why are you obsessed with the definition in the eyes of those mortals?"

Hades was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly.

"Kirkland, don't use language and definitions to obscure principles."

Hades glanced at Margot, and there were some things that really couldn't be explained in front of this mortal.

"I can tell you that I am not a god. I can understand my existence. I remember all my experiences here. There are many things I can't do. I am not absolutely selfless and a noble existence."

"Kirkland, I don't know if it's my ability to confuse you, but let me tell you clearly, I'm not a god, understand?"

"At least for now, there are no gods for humans."

"If you are still confused and puzzled about my ability, then I can patiently answer your confusion, but don't regard the existence you don't know as a special existence."

"The great power in your mouth, to expel the darkness, is just because of my black domain ability. What is the difference between an existence like you and those ignorant people who worshiped powerful psykers in ancient times?"

"My lord, but you cannot explain the fact that you can answer the prayers of mortals."

Kirkland's mechanical voice sounded, ending Hades' words.

　[-] ordered! ! ! !Great! ! !Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!

　　From when I started school in March to the end of the final exam in July, it was exactly one semester, and I was ordered.

　　A lot of emotion, a lot of emotion.

　　I will continue to work hard and try to tell this story within a reasonable range.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)