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

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"arrogant."

"Silent King said, blinking. The next moment, the Gauss Cannon from the orbit illuminated the desert in front of it, as well as its gaunt metallic face. Silent King simply witnessed it all.

Five seconds later, the emerald light dissipated, and darkness surged like a raging tide.

Is this all you're capable of?

A provocative voice echoed from the River Styx, but the Silent King remained silent. If it truly disregarded the bigger picture, the current King of the Underworld would have already been reduced to nothing by the descending spear.

The wind is getting stronger.

Suddenly, a discordant noise broke the standoff! A shout—a shout from Szalak's most hated throat.

A commotion arose from the sky, and a provocateur appeared beside the army that the Silent King had arrayed in anticipation.

A shimmering green teleportation glow emanated from its body. Not far from the desert, a towering space undead stood proudly, its silver cloak billowing in the wind behind it.

Eternal Radiance, Thousand-Faced Phantom, Ambitious Conqueror of the Galaxy, Death-Fearing Seeker Who Perpetually Pursues Souls, Curator of the Galaxy's Largest Museum, and Tarachin, a crony of the Great Star God Fragment Hades, makes his appearance!

The Endless One brandished his staff, pointing his sword at the Silent King! He shouted with all his might!

“Sza—”

King Silent Szalak raised his hand, and a beam of light emanated from his scepter—far more dazzling than ever before.

Snapped!

A scorch mark appeared where Tarasin had been standing, along with a pile of melted silvery liquid.

Tarachin was defeated.

+……+

Even Hades, who was now severely injured and unable to think much, couldn't help but feel a twitch in his mind. Finally, relying on his remaining sanity, Hades sent the message "run" to another of Tarasin's avatars, and incidentally gave it and its troops a ride—Hades hoped that the direction was towards Phenus's army.

+Ha, aren't you going to focus on playing a proper game with me? Do you think I'm that bad? +

"..."

The Silent King rotated his wrist, and the enhanced rune array flowed across his body like a shimmering stream on a summer afternoon. It was larger, more dazzling, and more... malevolent than the one Hades had seen before.

"Not to be underestimated."

"This time, you have no chance of escaping."

+Heh. +

The next moment, just as the Silent King was as dazzling as the rising sun, the Netherworld waters around Hades suddenly churned, creating towering waves!

"?!"

Time stands still, from the previous moment, to the next minute mark that will continue.

The Silent King "saw" the scythe that was only a fraction away from the energy core of its body. The Underworld King, who had broken out of the Underworld Water, had already leaped behind it, seemingly determined to succeed in this sneak attack.

"madness."

The Silent King said—Time began to flow again, and the seemingly indestructible scythe that had slashed at its body instantly turned into liquid metal, splashing into the air.

+?! +

Realizing something was wrong, Hades seemed to want to jump away immediately, but the Silent King would not let it go. Blazing flames rose up, and Hades' body was instantly scorched.

The Silent King watched calmly as the leaping Hades vanished once more, and the Underworld Sea, which nearly covered an entire continent, began to churn, with pale green flames gradually rising from its surface.

"emission."

The Silent King gave the order, and its fleet of warships in the sky immediately began a new round of salvo.

The whole world seemed to be burning, and a huge flow of energy swept across the sky like a pillar supporting the heavens. Violent particles roared and rushed towards the earth and into the churning dark sea, stimulating the shrieking black water.

Round after round of firing,

A more ancient and real being finally appeared, rising from the Dark Sea that spans the entire continent and stretches for tens of thousands of miles. With its appearance, the entire ocean seemed to be drained.

Szalak coldly watched the fragment of the star god known as "Pluto".

It was absolute blackness, appearing as an amorphous liquid, molded into any shape according to any thought. It could be the sharpest scythe or an unnamed mountain by the roadside. It could imitate anything, transforming into whatever any living being desired according to their imagination.

Anything that enters Him will only cause the water level to rise.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is the purest darkness, like... a crack in the whole world.

Nothing can change its color.

The Silent King nodded silently. It saw the scattered points and orbs of light floating beside the monster, each with different brightness and color—these were the subspace energies that it had not yet had time to digest.

"It's so ugly."

The Silent King sighed.

"This is what Hades originally looked like."

He has completely abandoned His physical body, transforming into an absolute energy state, which means He is stronger, but it also means... He can be further destroyed.

There were no more words, in an instant—

Suddenly, everything went black before the Silent King's eyes. Then it realized that it was a barrage of arrows from Hades!

Each arrow was a beam of particles traveling at extremely high speed—carrying absolute energy, heading straight for the Silent King!

In a nanosecond, the scepter in the Silent King's hand burst forth with light at an unimaginable speed, like millions of bright green stars rising at the same time. The intense heat, enough to melt black stone, instantly filled the entire space, and the sharp edge that was piercing it immediately dulled.

Before the Silent King could make another move, darkness surged towards it like a giant hand, and the Silent King seemed to fall into endless night.

It sensed the laws around it silently twisting and changing, but Szalak was no ordinary being! Its eyes flashed, and its body, which had been emitting a metallic wail due to the change in the laws, instantly returned to normal.

Thick, dragon-like lightning ripped through the rolling night, illuminating the surrounding fields in a daze. The Silent King saw a shower of emerald meteors falling from the sky, and the Star God's lightning, rushing down from the earth, pierced through its fleet.

But they still couldn't severely damage the Silent King!

A sound representing an annihilation reaction hummed from the Silent King's hand, and visible, violent energy rapidly gathered there. As the sound grew louder, the radiant light that had been emanating from the Silent King's body quickly dimmed, and the green flames in its eyes, which seemed to represent the soul, also faded away.

Szalak held his scepter high, but the light that could have illuminated millions of galaxies could not penetrate the gloomy darkness and could only illuminate a small, faint corner of the world.

The Silent King narrowed his eyes.

That's it!

It hurled the violently reacting energy in its hand, like throwing a pebble into an abyss. The howling wind echoed in Szalak's ears. The Silent King had already dimmed, and the light on its entire body seemed exhausted.

But the Silent King's expression was relaxed, as if he were certain of something—

Far, far away, as if from an extremely distant place, a dazzling explosion of fireworks suddenly rang out, followed by an extremely long, sharp roar.

And so, the darkness began to recede.

The Silent King laughed from the bottom of his heart.

It stumbled and fell back into the light, and when it felt its feet touching the ground again, Szalak almost stumbled.

Then it looked up and, amidst the receding tide and the countless stranded and shattered warships, saw a severely wounded fragment of a star god, too exhausted to fight any longer, and devoid of all five senses.

It's over, it's finally over.

The timing... was just right.

The Silent King felt a visibly relieved air.

Above the vast desert, above the heads of two tiny individuals, the boundless Milky Way began to shimmer faintly.

The Silent King, swaying unsteadily, raised the Staff of Eternal Glory in his hand, and it shone brightly.

"--etc!!!!!"

A loud shout came from behind the Silent King, and at the same time, a huge whooshing sound rang out from behind him!

It's Tarachin again?!

Szalak cursed inwardly, thankfully Hades was temporarily blinded by his injuries and unable to launch a sneak attack—the Silent King had to divert some of his attention to look behind it—

But it was not the Endless One who came.

Incredibly, a psychic glow, which could never have appeared in this other place, rose up, like morning dew on grass, sparkling yet fragile, reflecting a mesmerizing light.

The Silent King saw a strange-looking Chaos Khorne Space Marine—it was extremely close to him, and unimaginable psionic radiance exploded from his body, making the black scythe he was gripping in his hand even blacker, like the most conspicuous landmark in the bright daylight.

Within that space, a rich, dark energy was being nurtured.

At that moment, the Khorne warrior leaped high into the air, his black scythe already aimed at the Silent King's head.

This is—how is this possible?! An ordinary Khorne demon could not have silently appeared behind the Silent King! Even though the Silent King's vigilance was rapidly decreasing due to exhaustion!

But this is nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

The Silent King suddenly waved his hand, and a massive storm instantly rose up, sweeping towards the soaring [Vox] as it slashed through the air. But a powerful beam of psionic energy leaped up again, blocking the Silent King's attack! It didn't come from [Vox], but from a force that the Silent King hadn't been able to locate!

So the Silent King opened his eyes wide and watched helplessly as the black scythe came toward him, but it was all in vain!

The black scythe's hardness was no match for the Silent King's body. In a flash, Szalak sneered as he watched the scythe blade, which had just touched his neck, shatter—

The self-proclaimed valiant Khorne warrior hadn't even realized this yet. The Silent King watched as the Khorne warrior bled from all seven orifices, his mouth agape, and cried out—

"Hades—!!!! Here!!!! In the name of Hades!!!"

This sound brought an extremely faint amount of energy to a struggling being—

It also stirred His most primal drive: greed—greed for souls!

?! !! !! !!

wrong? ! ! !

The Silent King, its mind slowed by the recent massive dissipation of energy, suddenly realized something was wrong! It tried to turn back to defend itself, but it was too late! In its eyes, [Vox]'s behavior was as slow as a child's, but the speed of another being on the battlefield was no less than its own!

Behind it, the ravenous, dark sea, having already sensed its presence, surged forth! Its churning waves were far taller than a thousand-story building! A raging torrent!

"No!!!!!"

Szalak roared furiously, unwilling to die in such a place. The dim light around it burst forth again—facing the towering dark sea!

At the last moment, [Vox] opened his mouth, his eyes wide open, blood streaming from them, reflecting the pure blackness within, as if unwilling to miss the last detail.

He didn't know how he got there, he knew he couldn't have done it on his own, but as he approached the battlefield, [Vox] felt himself growing stronger and lighter, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

But he didn't dwell on it anymore... [Motalian], [Karas], [Herrera]... He'd gone first... [Vox] thought, hoping they would succeed as well.

Utter darkness engulfed him, and Vox closed his eyes contentedly. In the final moments of his slumber, a pale face suddenly appeared in the absolute darkness.

"Vox?!"

He heard a familiar voice, and then he fell asleep...

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

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The Black Sea surged and roared violently. In the very center of that vast ocean, the Silent King knelt on the ground, struggling to support the Scepter of Eternal Glory on his arm. The halo of light shining from the tip of the scepter left it a final place of survival in this boundless sea.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The Silent King emitted a mechanical, distorted hissing sound. Its entire body had dimmed, and its once towering form had shrunk to resemble an ordinary space undead—because with each injury, the living metal had to repeatedly repair its broken parts, but the living metal was constantly decreasing.

"So that's it...so that's it...the only difference is minor."

...The Silent King didn't have much time to spare. It had to fight the Outer Ones immediately after killing the Hades—the Hades was nothing compared to the dangers brought by the Outer Ones.

But it failed, and failed just right.

The Silent King sighed. Compared to the dark black sea above the planet, the sky was now shining as brightly as day.

The gray rhinoceros in the room finally walked in slowly but resolutely.

The outsiders have arrived.

"I don't care why you are... cough cough cough..."

The Silent King continued speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Since you have led this to the other side, you must know its terror. The Milky Way can no longer withstand the wrath of a complete star god—if you have led this to the other side for the sake of diminishing me and the undead of space..."

"..."

"You have won."

"The Silent King spoke calmly, and with a desperate yet calm expression, he raised his other hand."

The signal was sent.