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

Chapter 716 164. No? Buddy?

【Past】

"fight,"

The gangster boss slowly raised his hand and tapped on the battlefield sand table.

"If you plan to fight a battle lasting more than three months, you must first cut off the enemy's supply chain."

As Hades spoke, the green-skinned bosses standing beside him nodded hurriedly and blinked their green eyes wildly to express their agreement.

"Similarly," Hades continued, "if you're in close combat, you need to know how to kill the opponent's support or ranged first."

"The benefits of a good support or long-range shooter in war will far exceed your imagination. First break the enemy's long-range shooter, and at the same time protect your own."

………………

Why did Warlord Dasfang forget this just now? ! Was it because he was too WAAAGH to remember seeing the Black Butcher? !
But it doesn't matter because it comes to mind now!

Super strong! Super powerful! Super powerful! The green tornado suddenly hit Karas' direction!
Blake, who was throwing the axe behind it, was instantly thrown away and could only watch the axe flying in the air for a moment, unable to support Karas in time.

Oh shit! ! !

Karas cursed in his heart, even though he successfully attracted the enemy's attention in the battle of Slaanesh's emergence, it didn't mean that he wanted to be hit to death by a greenskin now - not to mention that this greenskin was shouting "In the name of Hades"!
Is he going to die at the hands of the greenskins who believe in Hades? ! !

This is the absurd way to die that ranks first on the "Karas' Most Hated Ways of Death Ranking" after defeating "Killed by Hades".

Karas's psychic flashes suddenly exploded! Space immediately began to distort, and Karas chose to forcibly escape into the subspace to avoid the attack!
at the same time--

"Such a powerful and WAAAGH psychic power!"

High in the sky, Magboy, who was watching the battle from a distance beside the Battle Moon Altar, let out a short cry, and the spell book hanging around his waist trembled slightly.

On Baal, which is covered with blood and green, the light of a human psychic named "Karas Typhon" is focused on one point, flashing a pale but dazzling light.

This is the human wizard who just interrupted an entire psychic teleportation array!
Boy Mag immediately stretched out his hand, and emerald green spiritual energy lit up in his palm.

It subconsciously wanted to compete with Karas and block Karas's teleportation - but the gentle greenskin suddenly remembered that this was an individual competition for Big Fang, so it retracted its hand as if it had been electrocuted.

No, that is not WAAAAGH virtue.

The Magboy thought, but a powerful human psychic, and an important figure under Hades - this thought circled in his mind, and the instinct of the greenskin, bigger! Stronger! More WAAAAGH! was torturing him.

It wants to fight it.

These were the only two thoughts in Magboy's mind.

Another thought was Big Fang's instruction to hold the position.

The Muggleboy suddenly became hesitant - it was rare for a greenskin to hesitate for such a long time, probably because of the influence of his former mentor.

Finally, it made the difficult decision to defend the battlefield.

……

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Above the earth, Karas, who had been teleporting and chanting until the last moment, suddenly looked up, his gaze seemed to penetrate through layers of blood mist and reach the void - the second most outstanding psychic in the Death Guard noticed something.

However, the next moment, a violent green whirlwind dispersed the crackling psychic arc array!

The old guy of the Death Guard was hit?! Black, who was chasing the greenskin, suddenly stopped, but then a familiar and inexplicable voice that made both humans and greenskins angry came from behind him.

"You just need to practice more."

Karas said lazily, as if the dodge just now was effortless. At the same time, Karas did not look at the greenskin. Instead, his pale green eyes stared into the void, as if he was psychically speaking to another being.

"He's talking to me?!"

Above the orbit of Baal, Magboy suddenly screamed, but then subconsciously covered his mouth to prevent other greenskins from seeing his ugly appearance.

He - he - the human wizard thought that the interception from the greenskins failed? !
This thought made Magboy furious, and the hundreds of bright red wigs he wore specifically for this battle also stood on end with anger.

It was clearly observing the virtue of WAAAAAGH and not rashly intervening in personal duels, but it was misunderstood as being unskilled.

We can tolerate the boss Gaoge, but we cannot tolerate the boss Maoge!

For the gangster!

The Muggle Boy couldn't stand it any longer, and decided to go down and teach this abusive human wizard a lesson - to show him that he was noble and virtuous.

Although the order given to it by Big Fang was to guard the battle moon and fight with the fleet in Baal's orbit, at this moment, because of the appearance of another fleet of Chaos Shrimp, the naval defenders on Baal shifted their target instead.

For the human shrimps, the greenskins shouting "To touch his face!" have a lower attack priority than the chaos shrimps shouting "For the Blood Lord! In the name of the Eight-pointed Star!"

Of course, there is also a possibility that these humans don't understand what the greenskins are shouting -

After all, most of the greenskin accents are too abstract, especially in an environment like the void where sound transmission is poor, people are confused by these greenskins who say "Touch his face!"

Now, the greenskins' war barges are fighting with two human forces on the front line. The greenskins in the naval battle are waaagh to the extreme, because the two human fleets are shooting head-on, so they can hit people wherever they ram, and a big waaagh battle will immediately start!

The human fleet was still in formation when they first engaged in battle, but after the greenskins' indiscriminate and irregular boarding and the chaotic warp tides, the warships that were broken up from the formation also began indiscriminate attacks.

For a moment, a scene appeared on Baal where the Imperial defenders were chasing Chaos, the Greenskins were chasing the Imperial defenders, and the Greenskins were followed by Chaos reinforcements.

Muggle Boy hurriedly called out to another greenskin boss and ordered him to guard the battle moon. Then Muggle Boy could no longer suppress his instincts, and he hurried to the teleportation altar and lit it up.

This is obviously not in line with the military strategic deployment of Damenfang, but it is in line with the actions of a green-skinned scholar who rarely goes to the battlefield and studies psychic energy. It will definitely live up to the name of a wise man.

The Magboy thought that he was ashamed of his hesitation just now. He stayed indoors after being provoked by the psychic. If this news got out, wouldn't it make his former red-skinned teacher embarrassed!

……

coming soon.

Karas smiled faintly. He knew that there was a powerful green-skinned wizard who was always providing support from a distance.

Be sure to pull it down, otherwise no matter how these greenskins make trouble on Baal, they will eventually be evacuated by psychic transport.

At the same time, pulling the green-skinned wizard down also prevented it from shooting from a distance.

As for whether they can win or not...

Anyway, he brought the green guy down with him.

Karas thought irresponsibly, he made sure he could beat the psychic greenskin - currently the only one who could defeat Karas 100% in terms of psychic power was Mortarion.

And on the other side...

Karas began to wonder what the hell Hades had taught his cubs.

It was hard for him to believe what he was seeing. Black, with his Space Marine size, was fighting against a greenskin who was much larger than the Primarch, and the two were fighting back and forth.

In the high-intensity and high-concentration battle, both sides even showed slight signs of fatigue.

Blake used his one-handed battle axe to hold the greenskin tightly, not giving the greenskin warlord the chance to rush towards Karas again.

For a moment, the battle axe was like a dancing sickle in the air! It shuttled back and forth with the iron chain tied to the Son of Hades's gauntlet, and each axe cut into the flesh as much as possible. Amid the explosions and the sound of Titans shooting at each other, Blake's eyes were bloodshot, and the iron chain in his mouth made a clacking sound, as if it would break at the next moment.

Karas narrowed his eyes again. Damn it.

He felt the power of the Greenskin Curse, the Khorne Curse and the God-Emperor's Blessing in the body of Black, the Son of Hades.

No? Is this still the son of Hades?
The curse in Karas' mouth was about to be uttered but never came out, and finally turned into the spell for the next psychic casting.

Karas had carefully examined the training content and qualification standards of the Sons of Hades Legion - in order to become a qualified Son of Hades, one must first have extremely high resistance to psychic energy and the will of chaos.

Secondly, the daily equipment of the Sons of Hades is engraved with spells to resist psychic attacks, and anti-psychic black stone accessories and weapons are also standard equipment in the wealthy Sons of Hades war group.

Not to mention that after Hades returned, almost everyone had these anti-psychic equipment.

And Blake Butcher, relying on his own will and the radiance of his soul, successfully reversed the polarity of his anti-psychic equipment, becoming an excellent conductor to attract the attention of the subspace.

If this kid had shouted "For Pluto!" during the battle, the psychic energy content in his body would not be so high.

But Blake couldn't shout now.

He could shout "For Mortarion!", he could shout "For the touch of his face!", but he could never shout "In the name of Hades!"

Karas knew very well where Blake's power to fight the greenskin warlord came from.

After realizing this, facing the damn reality, this wizard in the anti-psionic corps suddenly felt a sense of joy as if he had gotten revenge, as if he had seen the child of his enemy take a detour.

There was finally a hint of kindness in the look he gave Blake, the look of an elder looking at a younger person. This was a feeling that Karas had never felt in the first ten thousand years of his life.

The corners of Karas' mouth began to curl up at the thought of Hades' offspring being blessed by the power of the greenskins, Khorne, and the God-Emperor at the same time.

Of course, the premise is that the blessings Blake has now obtained are all enhancement effects, and the different forces have reached a balance at this moment. Otherwise, if Mingzi falls, Karas will frown and chop off his head at the first opportunity.

On the other side, Blake, who was fighting against the green-skinned warlord, had no idea what Karas, who was assisting him, was thinking. He just stared at the big eyes of the big front teeth with his own eyes and shouted his battle cry with his eyes!!!
Fight for... my father!

For the glory of the Gene Father!
One axe! Another axe!!!
Blake was so upset and regretful now - the Father of Genes taught him the double-axe style of fighting, but because of his own habit of using troops, Blake still used a single axe to fight.

If he was proficient in dual axes, he might have won by now!

Click! ! !
The iron chain that Steel Teeth was biting tightly was finally broken by the acidic saliva in his mouth. The iron sheet gave off a strong bloody smell in his mouth, and blood spurted out of his mouth. Blake swung the axe at Steel Teeth's head again!
clang! ! !
The axe successfully broke through the psychic barrier, hit the helmet of Front Tooth hard, and left a deep groove - the greenskin's blood gushed out from it.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!"

The front teeth that were in pain suddenly burst out with a war cry, and the spiritual pressure exploded layer by layer! Blake could no longer hold back, he opened his mouth wide, and used his voice to prove that he could suppress the greenskin boss.

"In the name of Motarian!!!"

Due to the concentration difference, the blood energy that subconsciously attached to Mingzi suddenly dissipated, and Blake felt that the rage that surged to the sky became relieved, but this did not affect his raging fighting spirit. At this moment, his fighting spirit was at its peak, just like the motto among the Mingzi regiment -

"May your fighting power be as good as Hades' appetite."

On the other side, Karas was really stunned when he heard these words, and the legion psychic coughed violently, but the next moment, the space in front of him suddenly distorted, and at the same time, there was the sound of a horn coming from the battlefield.

A war cry suddenly rang out from behind the holy church.

But the person who came was not the Magboy.

Karas suddenly flew up, armor fragments and blood splashed in the air. In his upside-down vision, he saw the tall body of the Primarch, the blood-red Alpha dragging his spear, appearing on the ground.

The coward hiding behind the scenes finally showed his true colors.

And this means...

Callas thought,
That idiot Hades is finally coming back.

(End of this chapter)