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

Chapter 89 83. Wolves and dogs, you say I stink?
In the wide public activity area, space warriors in twos and threes are gathering together.

When Hades stepped into the hall, he immediately attracted the attention of many people. Some of these gazes were like blatant swords, while others were surreptitious prying eyes.

Through the shoulder armor, Hades could tell which legion they belonged to.

The wolf and the dog were the first to welcome him.

Two people stood up from the crowd of Shadow Moon Wolf and War Dog. They walked towards Hades and greeted their new brother politely.

"Welcome, friends of the Death Guard."

The man adorned with the crest of the Luna Wolf spoke,
"Glad to hear that you have recovered the primarch. Our lord Horus has been looking forward to meeting his new brother."

Before Hades could say hello, another person spoke,

"The return of another Primarch, I am already looking forward to our father."

With envious and determined eyes, War Dog Perez looked at Hades,
"Forgive me, your father must be a noble man."

"Perez."

Shadow Moon Wolf Sunderland called his brothers in a low voice, they shouldn't talk about this.

According to the information he had gathered, the newly formed Death Guard was known for its silence, and the historians who had served the Dusk Raiders had rumors of their Primarch not being optimistic about it.

According to them, the newly recovered Lord Mortarion is a unique Primarch.

grim Reaper.

This is the unanimous approval of historians.

This is rare. In most cases, historians who pursue magnificence and eloquence will choose to use titles such as demigods, angels, and kings.

Therefore, the behavior of War Dog Perez just now is likely to be considered provocative or otherwise.

But Sunderland knew it wasn't their fault.

Because of the delay in the return of the Primarch, the rumors of "the Primarch is dead" have now begun to be rumored inside the War Dogs.

Originally, before the primarch was recovered, the relationship between the War Dogs and the Dusk Raiders was good, and the two legions with strict military discipline always cooperated very well.

But now. Shadow Moon Wolf Sunderland looked at Hades opposite, with a slightly apologetic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hades is a warrior from the Primarch's home planet, I hope he doesn't misunderstand what War Dog Perez said.

However, the characters of the fighters, and their external style, generally fit their original body.

If true as the rumors say
Damn, it would be great if the Ultramarine Olus was here. Although Sunderland is not used to their gentle but distant smiles, I have to say that they are all politicians. Even technical sergeants have the ability to ease the cold talent.

"Ah? Hahaha, our Legion Commander is a very unique Primarch. He cares about us a lot. Every Primarch is a symbol of nobility. Of course, compared to nobility, our Legion Commander may be more friendly to the people, right?"

Sensing the concerns of the Shadow Moon Wolf, Hades let out a haha.

For the people, Hades swears, this is the worst joke he's ever told.

But in order to maintain the image of the Legion, I'm sorry, Mortarion!

But to be honest, Mortarion was very close to Barbarus' Death Guard.

only.
Hades looked at Perez, the war dog, thoughtfully.

Angron. May be saved?
No, it should be War Dogs? Can it be saved?

Unexpectedly, Hades' answer was so easy, and Sunderland of the Shadow Moon Wolf was taken aback.

Is the newly joined Primarch a person with high affinity?

Sunderland secretly remembered this clue, and continued to chat with Hades.

But this Death Guard is clearly in a good temper, Sunderland thought silently.

Compared with those Ultramarines who were always smiling, this Death Guard seemed to chat with them casually, not caring about those details or language negligence.

The space warriors who were studying or chatting at other tables were also paying attention to this place all the time.

However, before Hades and the others exchanged a few words, a person who had been sleeping in the corner suddenly woke up and quickly came over.

He arched the war dog and moon wolf away, and arched his head forward, as if sniffing something.

"Brother, why are you so smelly?"

"I've been fumed awake."

The canine teeth bared out, said the wolf.

Shadow Moon Wolf Sunderland and War Dog Perez watched as Hades, who was still smiling just now, changed his face instantly.

"Duel cage."

"Now, right now, right now."

Hades had a dark face, did he really have a taste?
Obviously he can no longer smell the smell, could it be that the other two people he talked to just now also smelled the poisonous gas? !
While most Barbarus fighters carry respirators mixed with Barbarus gas, he never did!

nmd, no one is allowed to say that I stink!

The entrustment of the foundry master Enrique has long been thrown into the void.

Looking at Hades, the death guard with a loveless face, and Manning, the space wolf, who was obviously provocative and wanted to fight.

Shadow Moon Wolf Sunderland silently wiped away the sweat in his heart.

Hmm. Looks like smell is the bottom line of the Death Guard?
I have to say, it's really a strange bottom line, the words that may be satirizing the Primarch are taken lightly.

But it is true that, as Space Wolf Manning said, Hades's body, apart from the peculiar smell of sweat of space warriors, also has a faint smell of toxins.

Maybe it's some customs of their home planet?

Hades didn't know that to respect the smell of the Death Guard, this inexplicable custom was inherited by the technical soldiers on Mars, and after that, they would be brought back to the Legion to continue to flourish.

In the duel cage, the howling of wild wolves was endless, and the mourning lasted for a long time.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah!"

Hades was on top of Manning, with one arm strangling the man's neck, and the other hand pinning Manning's hand trying to reach the nearby tomahawk.

When Manning's struggle gradually weakened, Hades let go of his hand. He stood up and grabbed the wolf from the ground.

The long-term hypoxic wolf visibly wobbled, and then burst out laughing,

"I can fight! Brother, although you stink a bit, it's much stronger than those spraying spices!"

Relying on the swing, Manning naturally put his shoulders on Hades, lowered his voice,

"Twilight. No, good brother of the Death Guard, I have hidden some wine, let's have a drink."

Md, those chattering mechanical blocks don't like wild wolves drinking.

Manning had invited others to drink before, but only those Luna Wolves and Ultramarines who said something like "harmony among the legions" agreed to his invitation.

But drinking with them, two words, is boring!

At this time, Hades, who had returned from his senses, remembered that Enrique's entrustment, which was far away in the sky,
"Ah, still—"

The wild wolf grabbed Hades with an arm that was stronger than the duel cage just now,
"Stop talking, let's go!"

Just joining in the fun, no, the other space warriors who came to watch the battle all mourned for a second for the new Death Guard.

The last time he was cheated so miserably was the perfectionist from the Emperor's Children.

The Space Wolves also have the Legion's unique casting learning route, so there are not many wolves willing to come to Mars.

This caused Manning to be extremely bored. He often caught people and hoped that the other party would fight with him or drink with him.

Among the current technical soldiers on Mars, except for the Fist of the Empire who rejected the invitation of the wild wolf mercilessly, everyone else has more or less fought against the wild wolf.

The strength of this wild wolf cannot be underestimated. Many people present have been beaten by him.

But the death guard actually defeated Manning in a very short time
For a moment, what Hades didn't know was that his reputation had risen again.

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