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

Chapter 732 176. This is our secret mouth!

"I'm here to help you!"

Pluto stood among the crowd, holding a long sickle. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and shouted loudly.

"Don't run! Neos!!!"

The one who responded to him was the Lord of Humanity, who had already run away a moment ago.
The Emperor ran so fast, like a golden lightning in the Terra Palace, twisting and turning towards the safe exit that only he knew.

As for why he didn't teleport - because psionics are prohibited here!
The Lord of Mankind did not respond to Hades' words, he was now so focused on the strategic retreat.

The darkness was like an unbreakable solid wall that spanned the warp and surrounded the palace. As long as he could reach the other end successfully, he would return to the good old days without a job.

But... before that... he still needs to face...

Standing above the strange and ever-changing ocean of metal, the Emperor slowly turned around, his expression calm and solemn.

"I don't understand."

The Lord of Mankind said, he looked at the being opposite him, a dark and dirty guy. In fact, as an individual who was deeply affected by the Warp, the Emperor could no longer see Pluto's face. There was only void and darkness.

Hades silently watched the Lord of Humanity spread his hands innocently.
"I thought you could let me go - why did you choose to stop me, Hades?"

"What will happen to the Empire if you leave?"

"With you guys here."

Neos answered the question decisively, his face calm.
"We have not yet announced my return to the Empire to the people - there is no need to announce this in the future. I have already foreseen that the Primarchs will replace me and become the new sun that shines on the Empire."

Hades' eyelids twitched slightly, and he realized that the Emperor was determined to give up this time.

But unfortunately, they were also determined to keep the emperor and tie him up to work.

"impossible."

Hades said categorically, "It's impossible, absolutely impossible.

"You have to fix the mess you made yourself."

“When parents are unable to shoulder their debts, the debts are usually inherited by their children.”

The Emperor replied righteously, and Hades opposite him now had an expression of "Is this possible?"

"Don't tell me you're going to talk to me about the rules."

Hades stared at Neos in disbelief, making the classic expression from the story "Hua Qiang Selling Melons" that asked, "Are you going to buy my melons or not?"

"You and I both know that what you just said is meaningless. Are you here to cause trouble?"

Hades suddenly raised his hand, and the living metal maze that blocked the way of the Lord of Mankind changed again. He was sure that Neos was calculating how to get out of the maze - this was still a variation of the one he used to seal the Mercury Palace of the Void Dragon.

"Or are you stalling for time?"

Hades raised his eyebrows and asked. Sure enough, the Emperor was silent. The man looked at him silently, and he looked back at the Emperor silently. The atmosphere was quite awkward with tacit understanding.

Hades realized he had guessed correctly.

Then there is nothing to say!
"Then... let's have a fight."

Hades said, his black sickle put away when he chased Neos earlier, he tilted his head back and made a gesture of running his hair through his hair with hairspray.

To be honest... he was really curious about the current combat power comparison between him and the yellow-skinned guy.

Hades did not have any psychological burden about beating Neos next. On the contrary, he was eager to try it.

He recalled their first real meeting, Neos's inhuman riddles, his habit of assigning him tasks and his unkind manner... and the damage he had actually caused to the Primarch or the Legion... There were too many sins to list.

It is only natural that bad guys get beaten.

So did Neos say he was a good person?
not at all.

Hades activated JOJO STAND! He felt that he was full of determination at this moment, and as he stood as a strong man, the black mist clung to him like a living thing.

Finally, Hades thought.

Finally he reached this day——

He was able to battle the Emperor openly, but the price of failure would be unbearable, as he would face the ridicule of Neos and the business disaster left behind by the Yellow Skin Man.

Before the darkness finally covered Hades' pale face, Hades exhaled a breath of black air, and a long sickle was born in his hand.
"The tide is coming on the Qiantang River - today I know who I am! Lao Deng! Come and fight!!!"

Seeing that his escape route was blocked again, Neos stopped his tactical strategy and looked at the surging water rushing towards him.
The Lord of Mankind sneered and decided to go crazy. He suddenly shook his head and tossed his hair in an elegant manner. It was a very strange movement for others, but for the Emperor, it was so natural and dashing as if it was made for him!

How pretentious this is!!!
"Unfortunately,"

Neos said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold and ruthless as a thousand-year-old ice. The golden flames completely exploded around him. In the narrow space, it seemed as if a thousand nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, and it was like a supernova explosion!
His originally jet-black long hair was dyed golden, and from the ends of his hair, it turned into burning golden flames, and then into flowing molten gold. His eyes were shining with golden light, and his dragon pupils were wide open.

"Hades, one of us is destined to remain tied to the empire and serve as a hardworking mule and horse - but I know that person will not be me!"

A shining golden sword appeared in his hand, and the Lord of Mankind raised the sword. Under the overwhelming darkness, he seemed like a lone knight fighting against the long night with his own strength!

This place is no longer somewhere in the palace, but more like being on the ocean. The sky is dark and the sea is turbulent. Ghosts are crying and grabbing his legs from under the sea.

The long-dead planets were like pupils, and he stood in the center of the dark eyes. All the darkness in the Milky Way gathered here. The heaven and earth were like a small boat swaying in this endless dark sea, as if it had fallen apart in an instant.

It was dark and gloomy! But in this dark and silent world, a little starlight twinkled, tiny but as eternal as the sun! The brilliance of a star illuminated the sky!

Then... Pluto is coming -

Stand sword!

! ! ! !
The storm raged, and the underworld sea rolled! In the Milky Way, huge stars collided in a lonely and magnificent way, exploding with a huge impact.

This is a sword of golden light that splits the black sky! That golden thread split the night sky straight, splashing out billions of brilliant sparks. Every time a star falls to the ground, it becomes another eternal sun, but it is swallowed up by the black sea under the feet again, without any sound, light or heat.

The Emperor's long hair was flying, and his resolute and deep dark brown face was illuminated by the sword light in front of him. He stared deeply and firmly at the Hades opposite him - telling him that Neos would successfully gain his freedom.

Swords and sickles clashed, they were in a stalemate, neither of them had any intention of letting the other go.

The golden light of the half sword split the darkness, and also split the black fog covering the face of Hades. The wind mixed with the golden light pierced the face of Hades straightly.

Half of the pale and sharp face was revealed, and Hades' dark and lightless black pupils were staring straight at the emperor, as if he were not human.

At this moment, Neos understood why Hades was a Barbarus like Mortarion.

The Pluto's expression when he wasn't smiling really shocked Neos for a moment.

Barbaros may all have some disturbing qualities.

"You're the only one who's doing the work—"

Due to the influence of the Black Domain, Hades's long and ghostly voice echoed in the Emperor's ears, but the next moment it became extremely sharp.

"Or we can go to hell together! I will drag you back to work with me even if I die - Neos!! It was you who dragged me onto this pirate ship in the first place!!!"

Neos suddenly withdrew his strength, and the next moment, the pale Barbarus people disappeared back into the darkness again. Pluto was like a pack of wolves circling around a lone traveler in the dark, the drooling beasts circled around him, waiting to pounce on him again and give him a fatal blow.

"I admit that I have done many things that are inhumane in your eyes,"

The Emperor spoke calmly, raising his sword in alert. Perhaps at some point he understood Slaanesh. Hades was indeed an existence that was difficult for the creatures of the Warp to accept. Neos felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up unconsciously -

It was not because of fear, but because of an existence that was even more indescribable and even more disgusting to him.

For beings like them, "visible" and "information" are at their fingertips. They are "seeing" and "perceiving" all the time. Countless streams of information converge to become the threads for them to manipulate mortals - but when they fight against Pluto, everything changes.

All shouting was cut off, all visible, all audible, the macroscopic existence was pulled down, forced down to a lower dimension -

But they have not learned the way of advancement in the physical world, so they can only fight stumblingly.

"But let you work for the Empire?"

Neos' tone became frivolous, as if mocking him, and his breathing became a little unstable.

"This is your own choice - I just concealed the future suffering from you, but I think this is not within the scope of our disclosure." "Then thank you very much."

The gnashing voice of Hades emerged from the darkness again. He shouldn't have argued with such a shameless person, but it didn't matter. Neos would stay, stay and do his work.

The Emperor owes compensation to too many people, at least he can't be allowed to get away so easily.

"But I will be glad to inform you, Neos—you cannot get away."

Pluto suddenly raised his voice, and the attack came again, coming from all directions, not just pure black domain,

The Emperor smelled the power of the Star God mixed in it, and rushed towards him with a black tide like thorns and thunder, vowing to sweep him into the bottom of the lightless sea.

The Emperor exerted his strength again, and golden light burst forth—

But the feeling of nausea was like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Neos swore that this was the most disgusting thing he had ever encountered in his life. It was more unbearable than falling into a cesspool, more nauseating than drowning in the swamps of Nurgle, and more physically uncomfortable than being hugged and teased by Slaanesh.

If there is something beyond this world, it is probably being embraced and teased by Nurgle.

As his mind wavered, he, whose psychic energy was already overdrawn, swayed on the sea. He should not have given the primarchs so much psychic energy just now, but things had come to this point, and he had to accept the defeat.

If it weren't for the previous war of attrition, he could have run away in this battle.

Neos thought.

—Then he shook again.

Then he fell down.

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

The portrait of Mona Lisa behind the dining table had long been replaced by an old man with a gloomy face and tired murderous eyes.

Hades stood in the kitchen, his head lowered, staring silently at the coffee machine that he didn't know how to use. After a burst of mechanical beeps, a cup of ordinary coffee appeared. It looked like an ordinary cup of coffee no matter how you looked at it.

But if you look at it from another side, just for a moment, this dark brown cup of coffee will reveal its golden color, like molten gold.

Hades took a deep breath and poured a glass. Then he walked out and saw Neos lying on the dining table without surprise. The emperor's long hair was spread on the table and he looked like he was unconscious.

"Don't play dead."

Hades said, and the next moment Neos opened his eyes and sat up. The emperor spread his hands helplessly and combed his hair.

"For the sake of my hard work for mankind for tens of millions of years, please let me go, Hades."

You can't sympathize with others at this time, because Lao Deng never sympathizes with others.

"I am willing to admit defeat."

Hades said, placing the coffee on the table with a slight click, and he pushed the cup of coffee in front of Neos.

"Drinked."

Hades sat down.
"I didn't expect you to be so weak, Neos?"

"Having power is not what I seek."

Neos explained, took the coffee and joked,
"Can you let me go after I drink it?"

"Drink it and go back to work."

"That's obviously not realistic."

Neos laughed.

"I have thousands of ways to be passive and lazy, and this prosperous world doesn't need me anymore."

Hades stared at Neos in silence and spoke word by word.

"Are you sure?"

Then Hades sighed, and he knocked on the table casually, and a star map appeared.
"Khorne, Nurgle, and Tzeentch are not dead yet."

He said, and then pointed to the southern star field.

"There is also the Great Devourer. The Tyranids will also be a disaster for the Empire - and, another good news, Trazyn told me that this millennium is the wake-up period for the Necrons."

"I believe these are not problems for you."

Neos said he felt something was wrong and he turned around, but apart from the extra picture frames on the wall, he didn't notice anything wrong.

Or is it this damn Black Domain and Star God Talent—it restricts the Lord of Humanity too much.

Hades raised his eyebrows and stared at Neos. His pale eyes were sad and miserable in the photo frame behind the emperor, and the content of the picture seemed to be distorted.

"But one more manpower is better than one less."

Hades said with his arms folded. Among the many picture frames, one of them was covered with white mist, and a huge pale pupil was staring at Neos.

"I'm not much of a living force anymore."

Neos retorted calmly, the coffee in his hand emitting a gentle steam.

A hideous demon appeared in another painting. The Blood Lord holding a spear was clinging to the frame tightly, staring at Neos in the "reality".

"refute."

Hades said, expressionless.

"I suggest you change your reason."

Neos was silent for a moment, then said earnestly,
"You know I have other things to do. I can't break the promise I made to him..."

"'who is he?"

"Horus—"

Neos was about to explain, but someone interrupted him.

[I often wonder - my father, do you really love your wolf god, or are you using the image of your beloved son to deceive us? ]

The Primarchs could no longer bear it, and a pair of bloody hands broke out of the frame. Sanguinius, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, leaned his head out and said, he walked out slowly, with his hands on the corners of the chair behind Neos.

The sharp nails tapped lightly on the back of the chair, making a light tapping sound.

Hades saw that Neos' face had turned a little paler.
"The Primarchs can come in too?"

Hades nodded, but Neos did not turn around to look at his child. He only saw Sanguinius, who was covered in blood, bowed his head. The handsome archangel stared at Neos' side, but the Emperor stared straight ahead.

【You should really see me now. 】

Sanguinius said softly, patting the Emperor's shoulder with his hand, leaving a bloody claw mark, before the Archangel randomly chose a seat and sat down, blood flowing to the ground.

"I will always know what each of you looks like."

Neos said,
"I cannot look at each of you equally."

【No problem. 】

The archangel said, a holy smile blooming on his blood-covered face, but he looked like a devil.

[I just need your atonement - I am not a vindictive person. ]

【etc,】

A giant hand, like a drowning man, stretched out from the mist on the ground, and a pale and dejected ghost appeared from behind the Emperor.

【I am. 】

Mortarion said.

(End of this chapter)