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

Chapter 677 125. Stop Arguing, Stop Arguing

【I don't think I'm late. 】

The Pale Lord sighed, looking past the holographic projections floating on the long table. On both sides of the long table, the ones closest to the Primarch were Malcador and Kirkran on the left and right;
The other seats were occupied by the lords of the planets in the Ultimate Star Zone, poor people who were urgently summoned by the Primarch. As these mortals trembled in fear, the door was opened.

Hades came in, exhausted.

"On the contrary, the timing was perfect,"

Hades waved his hand casually, and the map floating on the long table changed instantly. Countless dark purple marks appeared on the star map, which was the approximate area where the Eldar Navy was hiding.

"The Eldar navy attacking the Caliss sector is now cut off from the forces in the Scalus sector behind them - control of the seas is in the hands of the Imperium."

【I think my respectable father is here too? 】

Mortarion spoke calmly, his voice barely audible, and judging by the tone, Hades thought it was a high-level kind of sarcasm.

Hades glanced at Malcador, then nodded and said vaguely,

"I think he projected some of his power there."

[Can the Eldar Navy make a short-distance jump immediately now? Or are there other entrances and exits to the webway here?]

Now that you're out, don't even think about going back alive.

Mortarion thought quietly, his thin hands pressing on the documents on the table.

"I can confirm that there are three entrances and exits to the webway in this star field, but I have already destroyed them in advance."

Hades said,

"As for the first question... I don't think the Lord of Humanity will let them leave so easily."

Mortarion sneered. Of course the Emperor would do this. He had deeply engraved the gene of hating aliens into Mortarion's genes.

Then the Emperor must also be someone who hates aliens.

The Primarch could not imagine that the Emperor, such a arrogant egoist, could live in harmony with the aliens. In fact, he was not even able to live in harmony with his own children.

【Then there is no objection,】

The Primarch said sarcastically,
[Attack, let the war burn until we set foot on the territory belonging to the youngest queen - honorable lords, I think you can leave with peace of mind, I will never repeat my words a second time. ]

[If you don't want to fall into the hell created by chaos, then follow my instructions... The meeting is adjourned.]

Hades turned his head and watched these mortal lords almost crawling out of the meeting room. Malcador, who had been resting with his eyes closed, nodded and left.

Kirkland hurriedly followed Malcador and bowed deeply to Hades as he passed by.

"I suppose the human defenders here are not very obedient?"

Hades asked, and Mortarion laughed.

[They just want to keep their little bit of territory... or get a little benefit for themselves...]

After these trembling people go back, they will never be as obedient as they appear. They will continue to negotiate with their family members in secret like mice - until they discuss a result that can protect their own interests.

To obey something secretly... this is very common.

Death closed his eyes, and he naturally had ways to deal with it, but now he didn't want to waste his energy on these trivial matters - as long as these lords in the rear did not allow corruption to appear in their territories, everything would be fine.

"You should try to motivate them... but now that you've intimidated them."

Hades took out a necklace. On the scarlet background, a skull representing the Inquisition was staring blankly at the Primarch.

"I have sent a team of the Inquisition to accompany the Underworld ship in advance. They are the descendants of Corax. If you trust us, we can let them come."

Just keep an eye on the lords of this star region.

"Or this job can be entrusted to the children of the forest," Hades said. "It's up to you."

[Let the Inquisition come, the First Legion has other uses. ]

Mortarion said slowly that after learning some things from Luther, the Primarch was already prepared for the Children of the Forest to be disobedient. Moreover, the Dark Angels who used torture were not suitable for guarding the rear, and the high pressure they exerted would be counterproductive.

Mortarion gave the Dark Angels other tasks. In the coming battle, the First Legion's assigned battle zone will be close to Malcador's battle zone -

Let them fight on their own. Mortarion believed that the internal strife between the First Legion and Malcador would save him a lot of energy.

He just needed to move them far away from the central battlefield.

"Can,"

Hades said casually, crushing the necklace in his hand. Scarlet metal residue fell between his hands. The message had been conveyed.

"How are you going to fight next?"

Hades pulled up a chair that looked like it was meant for the Primarch and sat down at the long table.

"Although the Empire now controls the sea, I don't think it will last long. The number of warships of the Eldar cannot be underestimated. Slaanesh has at least a few Eldar Arks in his hands."

"It will be a tough battle then, and the fleet of the Lord of Humanity will not have much of an advantage."

Hades said with certainty.

【Then let us do it. 】

Mortarion said, reaching out to zoom in on the star map, and planets soaked in sickening purple appeared before their eyes.

[But before the naval battle starts, I hope we can push the battle line back to the third area. ]

The Primarch stretched out his hand and drew a circle around the "Happy Valley of the Laughing God", the exit of the webway.

[These polluted planets are pulling in the Slaanesh energies seeping from the Webway, and the veil is thinning... This is not conducive to our army's operations.]

Not all armies have strong resistance to Chaos like the Cerberus or the Death Guard. The cost of building an anti-Chaos army is too high, and most of the armies are still ordinary troops transferred from all over the Empire.

Mortarion reached out and gathered together the seven planets that were now on the front line, and he gazed at them thoughtfully.

[The armies of Slaanesh are not as good at defense as the Empire. They drag a planet into a muddy carnival to allow their masters to draw strength. It is not difficult to recapture them. ]

"Are you planning to open multiple lines at the same time?"

Hades suddenly asked, which surprised Mortarion. The Primarch raised his head and stared at Hades.
【Why not? 】

Mortarion said,
[You, I, and Malcador are all present...]

Hades coughed twice.

"That...I might...not be there."

Mortarion's eyes suddenly widened, and Hades wanted to speak again, but at the gate, another familiar figure appeared.

The golden flames burned, and the familiar armor was coated with a layer of gold by the flames. He still looked the same, except that his burning face looked even more hideous.

【Jia Luo, long time no see. 】

Mortarion spoke word by word as he looked at the warrior burning with golden flames walking towards him. Every glance made Mortarion feel his eyes burning, reminding him of his own incompetence ten thousand years ago.

"Yo! Garo!!!"

Hades turned around and greeted him in surprise, wanting to ask Jialuo to sit down and chat, but Jialuo refused. +Long time no see. +
Garro saluted the two of them, then took a step forward and stood in front of Hades. He looked at the Primarch, and Mortarion also looked down at him.

+The Lord of Mankind requires Hades' aid - and so he cannot appear on your battlefield, Pale Lord.+
Hades behind him curiously reached out and touched Garo's golden flame. The golden flame disappeared from his fingertips after a small scream.

+Don't touch, Commander.+
Garro turned around and spoke to Hades again with a serious face, then turned around again to confront the Primarch.

"No - wait, how were you doing, Garo? Vox told me that he missed you a lot. Although Karas didn't say so, I think he thought so too. So did I."

+The only thing to do is fight. +
Garo turned his back to Hades and said,

+I'm doing fine.+
With a cold reply, Hades wanted to reach out and pull Garo over to have a good "chat", but thinking that if he slapped Garo, he might disappear like the golden flame, so Hades suppressed his thoughts.

At this time, Mortarion laughed out loud in disbelief, and then his laughter became louder and louder. The Primarch laughed breathlessly and almost bent over with laughter.

crazy?

This was the first thought that came to Hades' mind, and he quickly wanted to get up to check on Mortarion's condition, but the Primarch had predicted Hades' actions in advance, and Mortarion raised his hand to signal that there was no problem.

Then the Primarch looked at Garo with a complicated expression.

[My...biological father is here, right?]

Jialuo said nothing, only the golden flames crackled.

[Why... didn't he come to see me in person? Instead, he sent you, my heir? ]

The Primarch walked over slowly. He did not have Hades's sorrow. He placed his hand directly on Garo's shoulder armor. The boundary between the golden flame and the white mist was clear. Hades felt a trace of sadness in the Primarch's eyes.
[He is not good at dealing with his offspring...]

The Primarch sighed and said,
[But he sent you...Does he think I am the same?]

【Why did you choose him at that time? 】

Mortarion lowered his head suddenly, and the huge shadow of the Pale Lord loomed over him. However, Garro had a serious expression on his face, and the golden light he emitted dispelled the shadow.

+Because of loyalty.+
Garro looked directly into Mortarion's inhuman pupils and said firmly,

"Oh, it's getting late. Let's fight the Eldar quickly."

This is Hades trying to change the subject.

The joints of Death that rested on Garo's shoulder armor were raised and lowered, making crisp clicking sounds.

【What did i do wrong?】

Mortarion said, So that made you choose that bastard Lord of Mankind instead of me?

+Loyalty needs no reason. +
Garro replied, and Mortarion straightened up suddenly, sneering.

[I laugh at my own patheticness...but the reply is that it is not allowed. Hades should appear on the battlefield under my command.]

[If he really wanted Pluto's help, he should have come in person... instead of sending you. No, you are not wrong, Jialuo. ]

+I don't think I'm wrong.+
Galo said,
+But the Lord of Mankind needs Hades's positioning of the Eldar navy - otherwise the Empire will lose a valuable opportunity to strike first in naval battles. +
Mortarion narrowed his eyes.
[What about the people of the Empire on those fallen planets? Does the Lord of Mankind wish to see them fall into the abyss?]

+Your army is more than enough to handle them.+
[But I want to leave some space for attacking Comoros! This army has already received preliminary training in anti-chaos! Every soldier is valuable enough! ]

+A large number of Eldar navies are gathering - the entire Comoros, and the Eldar Arks that are still intact, the cost of ships is far more valuable than soldiers. +
Garro said, Mortarion gritted his teeth, he suspected that the one talking directly to him at this moment was the Lord of Mankind, not his son Garro - the old bastard.

"I mean--"

Hades raised his hand, "Can you please consider the feelings of the person involved? No one asked me?"

It was useless. Hades watched in silence as Mortarion and Garro began to argue. The Primarch seemed very dissatisfied with Garro's choice of the Emperor.

And now the yellow-skinned man is using Garro's weakness to target Mortarion, which makes the Primarch even more unhappy.

The yellow-skinned man really played a good game of chess, Hades thought. He called the mechanical servant who was serving snacks over, and Hades ate while watching the show.

……

"So the final result is?"

Hades asked, feeling a sudden surge of emotion as he watched Garo's golden-flaming figure fade away like a dying bonfire.

【Instalment rental. 】

Mortarion said grimly,

[Why didn't you stop the Lord of Mankind just now - or do you think the Emperor's plan is better? ]

"..."

Hades swallowed the cake in his mouth.

"Yours."

This is the truth, Hades' silent accusation against the Lord of Mankind's violent use of fleets.

Mortarion ignored him and continued to study the map, muttering numbers in his gloomy voice again.

The battle line is too long, Slaanesh did this on purpose... Although Hades seems to be at ease, Mortarion cannot let Hades get out of control before Commorro... There must be enough sacrifices to achieve a success.

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carnival!

Sing aloud, over the heaps of corpses that died from copulation, sing with all your heart—praise His power.

The six-armed singing girl played the harp, playing seductive music, licking the wet strings with her long tongue, and panting.

The human slaves were pushed by the laughing Eldar into the Silver Pool, where sharp-mouthed monsters were foraging, tearing the flesh from the twitching bodies.

A mutated Eldar covered with scales, who at first glance looked like a Slaanesh demon, was having fun in the pool, but the human body was completely unable to resist the Eldar's strength. Amidst the spurting blood, the fire of gluttonous desire was burning fiercely.

Indulge in fun and revelry, this is their best reward to the great queen!
The last fortress was breached, and most of the mutants, who were Dark Eldar, laughed. They were light and lithe, and jumped over countless entangled bodies and hideous corpses, and grabbed their favorite meat animals with their hands.

The Dark Eldar originally loved to torture others, and now that they had completely fallen into the path of lust, they leapt into a new carnival. Slaanesh did not devour them right away - on the contrary, the greedy Him let them go for one final carnival!

"Don't-don't come over here!"

The mutant Eldar with horns on its eyes stepped lightly on the ground with its hooves, walking gracefully like a cat. The Astra Militarum in front of it was trembling, holding its bolter, trying its last struggle.

Ah, it smelled that wonderful soul and despair.

"do not come--!!!!"

boom!
There was a gunshot, followed by a long, continuous scream of pain.

The Eldar licked the red and white at the corners of his mouth with satisfaction. He looked up at the sky thoughtfully. The sky darkened and turned into a hazy purple, as if something boring was hovering above it.

"Prepare to fight! Die in service!"

The scolding burst out from behind the heavy gas mask.

Krieg's 120th Siege Regiment and 121st Siege Regiment began to deploy.

(End of this chapter)