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

Chapter 339 328. Dark clouds
【Conqueror】

Saleen crossed her arms and stood beside Kahn with some confusion. In front of them, the envoy sent by Terra was standing next to the real-time map, and the navigator who was brought over to explain the map was shivering in a corner.

On the contrary, Casting Master Perez stood more casually beside Hades.

Although the Sisters of Silence and the Forbidden Forces in the darkness on one side gave Saleen a stronger sense of oppression than Hades, they seemed to be in a state of anger all the time.

At first, Hades was still talking to Perez while looking at the map, but gradually, the expression of the Lord of the Silent Order began to become serious. Hades stared at the map closely and kept zooming in and out.

Finally, Hades called the frightened navigator to his side and asked a few questions - the navigator looked like he was about to faint.

It seemed that they had ended their conversation. Captain Salin strode out. She saluted Hades as an eagle and gave the navigator a hand behind her.

"My lord, have you found anything?"

The eyes of the Lord of the Silent Order were not on her. He was looking at the map wanderingly, and seemed to be playing with a phalanx in his hand.

After a long time, Hades slowly spoke,
"Here... there is an area where the subspace and the physical universe overlap. Angron and his army disappeared near here, right?"

Salin nodded,

"After Lord Angron led his army to support the forge world of Salem, he learned about the nearby civilization from the local Mechanicus, and went directly to attack, but was unexpectedly attacked by witchcraft - according to the navigator's feedback, These witchcrafts probably teleported Lord Angron randomly to somewhere in this area."

Hades spoke, staring at the map that was all named with numbers.

"Salin, please excuse me, this map does not indicate the name of this dimensional rift in High Gothic. What is it called by the locals?"

"Maelstrom, my lord."

Hades stopped twirling his finger bones. No wonder he looked so familiar to this area...

It's a lot of trouble.

Seeing Hades not speaking for a long time, Salin asked in confusion,
"Sir, what's wrong?"

The leader of the Silent Order moved his eyes towards her,

"It's nothing, just be prepared for a tough fight."

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On the eighth day after the Black Ship arrived on the Conqueror, with the help of Hades's auxiliary debugging channel, the World Eaters' technical sergeants received intermittent signals from Angron's armor.

The signal came from a planet at the edge of the maelstrom, a dark red and dirty planet that looked like it had just been spit out by the subspace - and that was exactly the case.

The content of the signal is not optimistic either. Although Angron is still alive, by interpreting the Ares Armor signal, the original body is now in an extremely high mood, suffering from extreme anemia, high fever, convulsions, loss of strength, and is on the verge of death.

If Hades hadn't been present at the time, Perez, the casting master who analyzed the signal, might not have passed out immediately.

Although Hades did not advise Kahn to spread the actual situation of the Primarch among the Legion, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

However, the news that Angron was dying spread among the legion. For a time, an anxious atmosphere enveloped the entire World Eaters, and the warriors wiped their battle axes over and over again.

Hades thought, if the enemy this time is really Khorne, the World Eater who is now in a state of uneasiness may not easily step into the enemy's trap.

Hades cannot directly deploy soulless people to the World Eaters' ships without any reason. This move is more like surveillance than protection.

Fortunately, Hades had done other things in the past eight days besides helping the World Eaters capture the signal of the Armor of War, which might be able to help him.

For example, going deep into the World Eaters Legion and investigating the morale of the troops. Although this sounds incredible, Hades is the only ruthless person who got full marks in the Martian Technical Sergeant Diplomacy Course, so of course he can.

Compared to the Death Guard and the Mechanicus, the difficulty of communication for the World Eaters in Hades is infinitely close to zero. They only need to put down their airs, tell a few low-goth jokes, and show a little more of their true abilities.With the assistance of the World Eaters' Forge Department, Hades managed to communicate well with some of the World Eaters' warriors, and he even learned a few tricks on how to dance an ax in the gladiatorial arena.

Although the price was the indescribable looks in Charon and Hefa's eyes behind him.

"Lord Hades, we hope you will pay attention to your appearance."

In the darkness of the side room of the conference room, Charon spoke one word after another. Hades stood in front of him in the darkness, with only a sliver of light separating him. He took off his helmet and showed a hearty smile on his side.

In the conference room were the World Eaters whom Hades asked Kahn to assemble. Most of them were the leaders of the World Eaters.

Hades hopes to talk to the World Eaters about some "notes" before the battle.

Charon swallowed. Hades was stupid enough to go to the arena alone to chat with ordinary warriors. As another representative of the future of the empire, he should be noble.

The World Eaters had little ability to think when it came to their Primarch - Charon looked down upon them.

Charon just hoped that Hades wouldn't be stupid in the next confrontation.

Hades smiled. He turned his face sideways and stared at the imperial army with red light. Charon's golden armor was extremely dim in the darkness.

"So what do you want me to look like, Charon?"

Hades said softly,
Charon answered meticulously,

"You need to keep a distance from the crowd and maintain a sense of mystery. You should be noble. I can be your spokesperson."

Hades spoke, almost whispering, his voice so soft that only Charon and Darkfa could hear,

"Like most of the Custodes?"

"Charon, there's no way to work with the World Eaters. A powerful administration suddenly dropped in - most of the time it would be a disaster."

"If you don't want to see the World Eaters give up supporting the Silent Order in order to better rescue the Primarch in the next war, then you should shut up."

Charon froze suddenly, he turned his head subconsciously, and looked at Hefa who was also looking at him.

In the two people's memories, this was the first time Hades... Hades... warned them.

This did not devastate Charon, on the contrary, he was delighted, which was a good thing, as it proved that Hades was thinking far more than they were, and that they were simply deceived by Hades' appearance.

He quickly dismissed the disrespectful thought he had just had.

Charon saluted, breathing steadily,
"I hear your wishes, Pluto."

They were silent, and Hades seemed satisfied with their reaction. He turned his head, and the servitor opened the door for him, and then Hades strode out.

Hades' serious voice sounded.

"Good day, fellow warriors, as the Lord of the Silent Order, I am honored to fight alongside you, but since the next war may be very special, I hope to explain the situation to you before the war and start preparations in advance. "

"First of all, I need to introduce to you the enemies and situations that may appear next. The planet where the signal is sent is at the overlap of subspace and the physical universe, which means that the Legion will encounter many psychic species."

Hades stopped, pacing in front of the podium,
"And the soulless ones have a special attack on psychic species, so I suggest that before the legion arrives at the target planet, let the soldiers conduct joint exercises with the soulless ones."

"This is also the reason why the Empire sent the Silent Order here."

(End of this chapter)