Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Barbarus, southern swamp, wild wasteland.

The third year after Hades arrived in the south.

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The misty and thick white mist is gentle, and the deep and soft black soil is dense. Between the sky and the earth, except for the white mist upwards and the black soil downwards, there seems to be nothing else.

In the empty space where the white mist had dispersed, a tall figure sat—

Mortarion didn't care about the muddy land and sat directly on the black soil. He leaned on an unconscious young man on his left knee, and supported his arm on his right knee while holding his huge scythe.

He looked into the depths of the fog, and his amber eyes seemed to split through the thick fog, looking straight at the familiar figure.

Hades slowly broke out of the fog, and the downward-hanging scythe was like a ferry oar, gently gliding over the waves of white mist, causing ripples to form.

When he was still four meters away from Mortarion, Hades stopped moving, the face under the mask smiled apologetically, and then sat down directly.

"Long time no see, Hades."

Hades on the opposite side looked up and smiled, and patted his knees. The familiar movements of his old friend made Mortarion secretly relax.

It’s been three years.

"Yeah, long time no see, Death."

Mortarion didn't like his name, and Hades knew that not only did he not like it, he actually hated the name given to him by his adoptive father.

So the Death Guard called Mortarion "Reaper".

Reaper is both the god of death and the reaper, the one who harvests wheat.

Just like Mortarion himself.

"Well, the liberation plan of the south didn't hold you back, did it? We Death Guards might have done it. I just watched from a distance. Those artillery volleys instantly disarmed the first level of those little lords. ——”

“Whoosh—BANG!”

Hades stretched out his hand to make random gestures, leaning on the sickle pole, and made exaggerated gestures with his other hand from one end to the other, drawing an exaggerated artillery arc.

Mortarion smiled. He had indeed seen the power of those artillery pieces, but unfortunately, these powerful artillery pieces were not suitable for mountain warfare. They could only be used as support on the plains. As for those on the top of the mountains - -There is nothing they can do.

However - Hades still likes to praise others. The Death Guard, they are indeed the pride of Mortarion.

Those who fight bravely, those who pick up sickles and resist in order to survive, they fight and resist, just for a future where they can no longer be afraid.

Mortarion subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at the young man leaning against him. His actions of struggling not to surrender to fate were still vivid in his mind.

They are all fighters for themselves, aren't they?

But Mortarion looked at Hades, who was still bragging on the other side. He seemed to be talking about how powerful he was.

"Hades, you still can't approach others?"

Mortarion stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the invisible realm around Hades.

"Hey! Don't! Don't, don't, don't!"

Mortarion's movement caused Hades to retreat quickly. His center of gravity was unstable while he was still sitting, and he almost rolled over.

Brother, don't!

Hades was sweating in his heart. It would be fine if someone touched his black domain. It would make the other person sick for a while, but if Mortarion touched it,

Brother, don't attract other weird things here! ! !

Hades quickly retreated, sliding back with no regard for his personal image.

Seeing Hades' huge reaction, Mortarion retracted his hand in frustration, his eyes seeming to blame Hades for rejecting him so much.

Is it true, after so long, the three people at the beginning have already moved away from each other?

Mortarion still remembered that the three of them were still very naive at that time. After drinking, they laughed and talked about liberating mankind in the shabby room. At that time, he boasted that he would fight for the cause of mankind's resistance to the end, and Typhon also While they were cheering and saying yes, Hades was crawling on the ground, applauding as he crawled.

Mortarion was certainly not drunk, but it was clear that Hades and Typhon were drunk at the time.

"Mortarion! Brother! I'll just follow the fool!!! I don't have any ideals! I just want to find a place where I can paint little people to play!"

What is a little person?

Mortarion still has questions.

But now, those happy and innocent memories are gone. Typhon is okay. Mortarion is very happy that Typhon has found comrades who understand him.

Only Hades, because of his specialness, could only walk alone outside the crowd.

When I defeat Naklay, when there is no more oppression on this planet, Mortarion vows to help his friends get rid of this damn physical curse.

Looking at Mortarion opposite, who was obviously lost in thought again, Hades felt panicked.

No, brother, don’t hold grudges! ! !

"Uh" Hades scratched his chin, "Well... my physique can hurt people. I'm still not used to the feeling of hurting people."

"Besides, I don't want my friends to get hurt, right? God of Death, if you let others get hurt because of you, you will definitely feel uncomfortable."

Hades himself nodded convincingly, then glanced at Mortarion, who seemed to be convinced by him.

In his contact with Mortarion, Hades discovered that Mortarion typically thinks about tens of thousands of words of strange mental journeys in his mind, and then only speaks a few words unless he is forced to do so. (such as breaking defenses), it is unlikely that Mortarion can fully tell his thoughts.

And his mental journey generally has many more twists and turns than that of a normal person.

This resulted in Hades not daring to let Mortarion misunderstand him at all. If there was a misunderstanding, the problem would be huge!

Mortarion nodded and lifted the young man up with his hands, letting him change into a more comfortable position.

"I understand how you feel, Hades."

"If you really want to find someone to talk to, you can come to me. I can withstand your ability."

Mortarion was silent for a while and then said something dull.

"I'm not that easily hurt."

Following Mortarion's movements, Hades looked at the skinny young man. He was probably Vox. Alas, the Death Guard who was so naughty in the future is now so thin.

"Hahaha, God of Death, you still have to lead the Death Guard to fight the aliens. I don't dare to harass you."

A mist drifted over, and Hades stretched out his hand to squeeze and play with it out of boredom.

"You're already harassing me."

Damn, what a cold joke.

Hades immediately clasped his hands in an exaggerated manner, nodded and bent towards Mortarion.

"Ah, I shouldn't have disturbed Lord Mortarion. I deserve death for my crime. I will resign now——"

"Hades."

Mortarion frowned and called out the monster's name in a serious voice, which stopped the monkey who was about to act out.

Okay, okay, we won't do this chore.

Hades sat upright in an instant. In fact, let alone, the fact that he was looking for Mortarion this time was not because he had not spoken to anyone for too long, which caused him to go crazy.

If nothing happened, he would not delay Mortarion.

After all, Mortarion has too many things to do now compared to Hades.

Mortarion may still be thinking of playing a steady and step-by-step plan, and finally make a plan to kill his adoptive father Naklay.

But Hades knew that the seemingly endless time was actually like a fish stranded on the coastline, becoming dry and in danger.

Can Mortarion really kill his adoptive father before the bell rings and the Emperor arrives?

If not, will Mortarion's mind gradually become distorted and eventually corrupted as in the original work?

Hades knew that what happened on Barbarus was destined to be a poisonous thorn that penetrated deeply into Mortarion's heart. In the long life of the Legion, it would quietly corrode the heart of the Lord of the Wall. .

So, what can Hades do before everything happens?

Hades knew that he didn't have much time left for himself. Although he had always hoped to completely suppress the black domain below his body surface, based on previous attempts, this idea was not realistic in the short term.

He could only gradually move away from the crowd.

However, Hades thought, what if, he meant what if, he could persuade Mortarion before he completely stayed away from the crowd?

While the connection between Mortarion and him was not so shaky.

Before anything happens.

If Typhon could rely on Mortarion's trust in him, he would betray an entire legion in the future.

Is it possible for Hades to save an entire legion by relying on Mortarion's trust in him?

He wanted to try it.

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At least, Mortarion must be given a subtle warning about the future.

Today Hades is also working hard not to become a canned person.

Uh, put the group QR code in the comments, I'll try it again!

I confess, I ran towards the funny part as I wrote, and I really couldn’t stop the car.

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[Lord of the High Wall] refers to Mortarion. In a short article about the emperor and the horseman playing chess, Mortarion's chess piece before the rebellion was a high wall, but after the rebellion, it was eaten by maggots. heart.