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

Chapter 657 105. Who is the most powerful psychic? It’s not Magnus
"Magnus—"

The shout drifted away with the wind. The corn seedlings bent down, undulating like waves to reveal a reddish-brown-haired figure amidst the emerald green. As the high Gothic word came to his mind, the man suddenly froze.

【Go, go quickly. 】

The Primarch, who had the power to disguise himself as an ordinary man, spoke to the children sitting in a circle around him. Magnus waved his hands and spoke in a strange tone of Barbarus.
[Hurry up, my friend is here to see me. ]

Barbarus's child was more flexible than he thought. Before he could urge him again,

When the group of children saw people walking towards them from the stronghold from afar, they immediately picked up sickles and rushed into the endless cornfield.

Magnus only heard a few laughs coming from the green jungle. The Primarch breathed a sigh of relief, put the local seeds given to him by the child into his pocket, and turned around reluctantly.

The red hair burned as he turned around, ignoring the rules of gravity, like seaweed floating in the ocean.
Bright white flashes lit up around him, and the ordinary man's figure became taller and swelled up like a balloon. The fiery red color climbed up his skin, his armor gleamed, and the books hung on the golden chains around his waist were heavy.

[Magnus—what—are—you—doing? !]

Hades shouted as he trotted over with a grin, followed closely by Ahriman who could not catch up with him, and another Primarch who was moving slowly in the distance.

Magnus swallowed subconsciously. Even though he had learned to tolerate Hades's warp projections, Emperor, when did Mortarion's psionic powers and his appearance become so terrifying?

He wasn't - Magnus recalled the past meeting of Nikaea where he angrily denounced the existence of psychic power - wasn't he against psychic power? !

Although Magnus knew that Mortarion finally surrendered to the Vast Ocean, such a strong psychic energy...

The sun was shining brightly. Today was a windy day in Barbaros. The strong, refreshing wind blew Magnus's lion-like hair.

But in Magnus's one eye, he saw the fog that never dissipated all year round, without a breath of wind, and people's souls were like lonely lights in the gray fog, flickering faintly with fluorescence.

In the distance of the thick fog, you can vaguely see some kind of black wedge-shaped object tearing through the fog.

The entire planet is the territory of the Pale Lord!
And now, right in front of him, in the sight of the warp, Magnus saw something like a huge black bacteria crawling towards him, and behind the black bacteria was a monster holding a sickle.

White mist was pouring out from under the monster's clothes.

Magnus blinked.

Hades was obviously standing in front of him, and the psyker lord behind him also followed.

"How are you doing lately?"

Hades asked, "I've been busy lately and haven't visited you much."

The corner of Magnus' mouth twitched. For this psychic Primarch, it would be most comfortable if Hades didn't come to see him.

【Everything goes well,】

Magnus raised his head and silently moved away from Hades, taking the opportunity to glance at Mortarion again. He was still in disbelief.

【only,】

He looked at Ahriman behind Hades. Ahriman had indeed paid too much during this period.
[As you know, I may need to trouble you this time. ]

Magnus glanced hastily at Mortarion again, but the Primarch's face was obscured by a hood, mist, and an insect-like breathing mask, revealing no emotion at all.

[If you are in a hurry, the Grey Knights will not bother you - in fact, I have emphasized to them that I can do it myself, but my descendants finally decided to come to you. ]

[I believe that I have the ability to recover the other fragment. In fact, the Grey Knights and my psychic powers are extremely harmonious. It may be difficult for me alone, but if they are added, I am confident that I will succeed. Although there are uncertainties, it is not impossible...]

Magnus was talking, but stopped behind Hades, when he saw Ahriman's pleading look.

【……All right,】

The Primarch turned abruptly.
【Maybe we need your help - Emperor, I just don't want my other fragment to be scared by you.】

Hades opened his hands innocently, but he didn't show any apology at all, instead he looked pleased with himself.

"I'm sorry for being so ugly to you guys."

"Then why don't you come in and talk?"

Hades raised his finger and pointed to the base behind him, "The cafeteria is very good."

Magnus carefully looked away. Could he say it was because he sensed the psychic warning Mortarion had set up near his stronghold?

In fact, from the moment he entered the subspace projection of Barbarus, Magnus felt a strong sense of "being watched".

He suspected Mortarion was cursing him.

It seems that for every sufficiently powerful psyker, Mortarion has set up warnings that they can detect.
The mist rolled within a specific range to form twisted, screaming skulls. The moment Magnus approached, the Primarch watched helplessly as a skull that resembled him emerged from the mass of screaming skulls, pounced on his face, and screamed ferociously with its big mouth.

Magnus took this as a sign that he was unwelcome.

Hades turned sideways, and Magnus and Mortarion met each other's eyes. The Pale Lord's eyes were like some evil old woman who knew witchcraft, and his eyes were covered with white mist.

【A small greeting gift,】

Mortarion said,
【That’s it. 】

"What's the gift?"

Hades asked, but Mortarion ignored him and continued to explain to Magnus,
[Each "brother" has one, and there's a special edition for our father - but I'm glad to see that he can't stand up anymore.]

Magnus opened his mouth but no sound came out. Mortarion stopped and walked towards him again. His helmet and boots scraped against the grass on the ground, making a rustling sound.

【Long time no see, welcome to Babarus,】

The Primarch sighed as he stood close enough to Magnus - Magnus suspected that Mortarion seemed to want to give him a welcoming hug or handshake, but in the end the Primarch simply stood there a little awkwardly.

【I'm glad you and I are still loyal. 】

Mortarion said, and took another step.
【Listen to him and come in and sit down. 】

Magnus watched as the screaming skeletons disappeared.

This might be slightly different from the Mortarion in his memory. Magnus broke out in a cold sweat, but at least... he looked at Hades, who was smiling and telling him that it was a good place to check in at the base. This guy seemed to be a lot less aggressive.

........................

The sunlight poured in, and there were only three people in the huge reception room.

Magnus sat on the sofa somewhat awkwardly. Mortarion sat on the sofa opposite him. Hades stood beside the coffee table full of exotic desserts, eating and talking to them.

[You came back too suddenly——]

Magnus spread his hands, [All the excellent prophets in the empire failed to predict your return. ]

【Learning skills are not perfect...】

Mortarion sighed and said,

[There were signs of my return... Weren't you very skilled at communicating with the greenskins at that time? I wanted to teach the greenskins to call my name. Are you the mastermind? ]

Magnus froze. Beside him, Hades, who was eating snacks, seemed to have been killed by the snacks and was coughing violently.

"You, you can hear it."

Hades chuckled awkwardly.

[I just never mentioned it, but it doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten it. ]

Mortarion raised his eyebrows. [Very creative.]

Hades took a deep breath. He thought the greenskins were useful and did fish Mortarion out.
"I discussed this with Magnus. It was my request."

Mortarion glanced at Hades, then continued to stare at Magnus.

【So……】

Magnus has begun to silently use his psychic energy to protect his body.

【grateful.】

Mortarion said,
[Next time I hope you can teach me the pronunciation correctly... and clean up the mushrooms afterwards. ]

Hades and Magnus looked at each other and saw each other's shock.

【I'm sorry, my brother, but you, you don't-you're not offended by this? !】

As if remembering something funny, Mortarion laughed sinisterly.
[Not as good as the time I was tied up in the Terra dungeon.]

The Primarch continued to speak calmly, "It's not as good as what happened in the garden. Only spoiled people would care about this."

Hades suddenly realized that Mortarion had accomplished two great accomplishments: drinking soup in the Garden of Nurgle and knocking someone unconscious in the Palace of Slaanesh.

Hades decided to treat Mortarion well next time, so he called the servitors and asked them to serve more of the Primarch's favorite food.

"Don't worry," Hades made a gesture of wiping his neck, ignoring the silver pendant flashing on his waist, "I promise to clean it up next time."

"But you are mistaken in other ways," said Hades, with a cordial wink.
“I’m seriously teaching them to call your name – but – HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! To touch his face!!!”

Magnus got close to the enemy and saw the Pale Lord nodded calmly at him.

Then they stood up and had a real-life 1v1 fight, and both sides were very restrained, not using any off-field skills like Black Domain and Numerology, but other than that, it was all dirty tricks.

Magnus' eyes twitched. The Primarch who had finally added a pair of wings won with a slight advantage. Taking the opportunity to throw the snack plate towards Hades' face, the Pale Lord chose to elbow him with his wings. The King of Hell typed GG while touching his face with laughter.

【You saw nothing.】

Mortarion said, sitting back down across from Magnus, his expression unchanged.

Magnus nodded quickly.
[In fact, the one who yelled "touch his face" was the inferior orc he taught. The greenskins I taught all use the correct High Gothic pronunciation. I guarantee that the orcs under my command did not yell wrong.]

Hades, who had just been knocked to the ground by a blow from the moth's wing, burst into laughter again. Magnus thought he had cleared himself of suspicion, but Mortarion's face became even darker.

[Anyway, I'm glad to see you again! ]

Magnus quickly changed the subject. He did not want to confront the Pale Lord. Mortarion's psychic power was obviously much stronger than his.

Magnus realized with horror that this anti-psychic fighter who had once been so vehemently opposed to psychic powers was now even more psychic than he was then.

Magnus did feel a little angry at first, but the anger quickly dissipated. He was not a perfect form. A perfect form Magnus might have directly denounced Mortarion's shamelessness and double standards, but this Magnus would only choose to shut up after seeing the Pale Lord's monstrous psychic power.

Mortarion's face looked better.

[I am also relieved to see that you have not fallen - I know and inferred your deeds from the few words of our father...]

Mortarion paused, looking away from Magnus.

【I take back my wrong judgment of you. 】

Magnus paused. He was indeed proud of his past feats, but Mortarion made the atmosphere awkward. It was obvious that the God of Death was not one to praise.

Magnus felt angry and depressed. He had indeed done wrong in the past, but these words were said by Mortarion. He understood that Mortarion wanted to praise him, but the actual effect was not very good.

“It’s time to move on!”

Hades got up from the ground and said,

"The glory and the past are all gone with the wind! Okay, both of you, stop being so awkward. If there's nothing else, let's first deal with the issue that little Mag is looking for me for."

Mortarion was relieved, and Magnus took the opportunity to skip the unpleasant topic.
[As Ahriman said,]

Magnus said,
[The Grey Knights found me on a planet, and there were two active Necrons on the surface - so they decided to come find you.]

"Wait, did you find your fragments, or did you come to me because you found the Necrons?"

【Both. 】

Magnus said truthfully,
[Didn't you go see the new shipyard and weapons assembly line you promoted? Black Ogryn, those mechanical lunatics are all crazy.]

The solar system is now almost different every month. Under the promotion of the Martian Sage, the Academy of Athens, and the Nirvana system, a large number of weakly artificial technologies are being applied. In the past, this would have been discovered by the Inquisition.

With the iterative updates of knowledge from the Academy of Athens, the power of guns has generally increased by 0.5% to 16.2%, better shields, better guns, better ships, and... the rapidly increasing number of intelligent robots from the Martian sages.

No one is reviewing them, or rather, someone has already reviewed them, so general institutions don't need to check them again.

On higher levels, people spread the legend of Om Messiah, but only Magnus knew that it was a star god - and was certain that Hades was related to the Necrons.

"Well," Hades scratched his head, "I think it's a common phenomenon. I mean, becoming fanatical or something."

"So is there any other information?"

Hades asked,
"Are there any shots of the two Necrons? Or are there just two Necrons?"

The signal is very fuzzy.

Magnus said matter-of-factly.

【And due to the psychic interference of my other self, we didn't capture the scene.】

Well... Hades decided to tell Trazyn, after all, it involved the Necrons.

"Then let's go and have a look tomorrow."

Hades said,

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal, it will only take a moment."

"I'm sorry, anything else? Or should you two continue?"

It was time for Hades to meet with the sages to discuss the Endurance. He realized that Magnus's side might not be that important.

And Mortarion obviously seemed to want to talk to Magnus. Hades had never seen Mortarion so "kind".

Between them... Hades thought to himself, but he had already started thinking about how to communicate with the sage later.

…There were disputes among the Primarchs, but it seemed that Mortarion wished to deal with these alone.

Hades believed that Mortarion could handle it himself. If he couldn't, it would just be two primarchs who had a bad relationship, which would be almost no loss.

【No. 】

Magnus said, then looked at Hades, nodded, and left with the plate.

???

Magnus turned his head and looked at Mortarion who remained silent.

【Well? 】

[I’ll go first—]

Mortarion raised his hand. He was staring at Magnus seriously, breathing slowly, as if he was making a great decision.

【…】

【Magnus,】

The Pale Lord said solemnly, the sound of Hades closing the door sounded in the background,
[I have some doubts. Can we talk about the subspace? ]

? !
Magnus thought he should be angry. The bastard in front of him, the biggest executioner in Nikea and the biggest psychic wizard on the planet, wanted to talk to him about psychic powers!

Things are always so absurd. Magnus once vowed that he would become the first psychic under the Lord of Mankind, but Mortarion got there first. The Pale Lord even criticized psychic power - did he know that he was being hypocritical? !

Magnus's anger reached its peak when Mortarion took out the book with the words "Numerology".

【Numerology?】

Magnus squeezed out this twisted word with difficulty from between his teeth. He thought he should maintain his dignity and not be deceived by the Pale Lord's previous "goodwill".

Mortarion,

He slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

[If you cannot face the psychic energy and the vast ocean... then I think I cannot talk to you about this, even if your power is far greater than mine.]

Magnus left, and Mortarion still sat in his seat with a gloomy look, breathing heavily, but did not stop.

If my behavior offends you, I apologize.

Just as Magnus grasped the door handle, Mortarion's voice rang out.

The Primarch was annoyed. He realized that Magnus did not respect his numerology, but he also knew the shadow he had left on Magnus on Nikea. In fact, it took him a long time to get over it.

He could have used force to make Magnus surrender, or used psychic power forcibly. The psychic power gap between him and Magnus fully supported Mortarion in doing so.

Mortarion felt the muscles in his fingers twitching. They wanted to clench, but were forced to relax by the Pale Lord's reason.

But he didn't want to be like the Lord of Mankind.

Mortarion thought about how to communicate. He didn't want to be like Guilliman, nor Horus... He decided to do it himself.
[My past was once hazy, and my understanding of the vast ocean was not as clear as it is now - I have said mistakes before, if those mistakes make you angry, then I admit my mistakes, but I insist that you also have mistakes. ]

[I admire your actions back then, Red King! ]

Mortarion raised his voice, his voice hoarse and angry,
[You and I should realize who our real enemy is - instead of arguing about past conflicts! I have suffered from this and I have come out of it, Magnus, and you? ! ]

The Red King slowly turned around, his red hair flowing.
Magnus opened his hands.

[I have already served my sentence and washed away my sins.]

[I maintain my opinion of your use of folklore to name and even study psionic behavior, but I thought... I could talk to you about it.]

(End of this chapter)