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

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In his hazy mind, Hades recalled the Greenskins who had sworn revenge years ago—the Greenskins' appearance back then had long since become blurred in his mind among the countless similar Greenskins.

That green-skinned plan is most likely to fail.

This is a conceptual crushing defeat, like a group of primitive people with spears facing off against modern people with submachine guns.

Sure enough, before the charging Squig behemoths even reached the middle layer of the star system, an even more magnificent explosion had already begun.

Gazing at the green-skinned warships with their gaping maws, Tarasin raised his hand, and invisible threads unfurled from his fingertips, weaving a spiderweb. The edges of the silver threads were sharp, but for the greenskins, what was truly deadly was the faint black mist that permeated the web.

The space necromancer reached out and pressed down.

Seeing the Space Necromancers' enemy ships charging, all the greens on the vanguard went into a frenzy of "WAAAAAAAAGH!" Small cannons, big cannons, even bigger cannons, and even bigger cannons were already convulsing, spewing out smoke, one after another! Boom! Boom! Boom! WAAGH! WAAAGH! WAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!

However, the next moment, just as the two silver light cruisers swept past the Great WAAAGHWAAGH, all the green-skinned boys felt an unbearable drowsiness.

It was as if a mute button had been pressed abruptly, followed by a series of muffled thuds as the commanding crew collapsed in front of the command platform, the green-skinned boy on duty fell down supporting himself with his spear, and the fart sprites scurried back to their fart sprite holes.

The heavy battleship, without crew control, continued to surge forward due to inertia, but the nimble Scythe-class light cruiser that glided past it did not let it go. It lashed out with its particle whip, gently pressing down on the battleship's most vulnerable parts.

If sound could travel through the void, then the mournful cry of this behemoth before its collapse would be distant and lingering, chilling to the bone.

But for Tarasin, this was nothing to celebrate. His warships simply continued their advance; this was merely an appetizer, and the main force had not yet entered the fray.

More and more crescent moons rushed into the ranks of giant beasts, easily slicing off the small and medium-sized beasts on the outer perimeter of the pack. Before they could even let out a mournful cry, those green-skinned beasts made of metal and concrete were quietly dismembered.

The encirclement is shrinking.

However, further exploration became increasingly difficult. The three largest Squig beasts continued their advance with unstoppable momentum, and above them, countless neurotic towers were shrieking. At this moment, the warp materialized, enveloping the beasts like layers of green, congealed mud, stubbornly resisting the encroachment from the Dark Realm.

In a daze, Hades heard a crisp "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!" ringing in his ears, which had been filled with countless clicks.

Each of these three warships is larger than the largest battle moon, and each is a complete and well-made warship, unlike the battle moon which is made of layers of junk.

Thick rocks, seemingly grown naturally, grow on the outside of the beast warship, rendering ordinary attacks completely ineffective.

Compared to the green-skinned warships, Tarasin's already small but elite fleet now looked like a swarm of mosquitoes.

Hades sighed.

"The distance is too far, and the armor is too thick. My Dark Domain can't break through those psionic energies for the time being—they directly asked Gogo and Maogo to possess them. Give up, Tarasin. Let me handle these three. You save your strength for escaping. When the Silent King or the Outer Ones arrive later."

He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were asking Tarasim to release three small wild beasts for him, but in reality, each of the beasts Hades was talking about was the size of a satellite!

"Who are you underestimating?!"

"Tarasin shouted, the PROPROPLUS MAX version CPU upgraded by Hades in its body was boiling, and the Endless One slammed its head into the air, causing the two largest heavy battleships that had rushed into the enemy ranks to fly outwards.

"Hades—before you stands the Eternal Radiance, the Thousand-Faced Phantom, the ambitious conqueror of the stars, the death-fearing seeker who eternally pursues the soul, and the curator of the galaxy's greatest museum, Tarachin!"

He was labeled a crony of Hades, a great celestial being in the Milky Way, but since he was in Hades' presence, Tarachin didn't lie and praise Hades.

Tarasin twirled his finger, looking at the giant ship before him.

"Alright! For your sake, I'll leave you one head!"

So you'll leave the biggest one, right?

Hades thought to himself, while Tarachin tacitly released the largest one for him—perhaps simply because the Endless Ones couldn't stop him anymore.

The two warships that had been speeding away suddenly stopped, as if their inertia had not existed at all. Then, two long streaks of light appeared in Hades's vision.

Like two bullets, the immense speed generated absolute inertia, using themselves as blades to plunge straight into the outer two ends of the three-headed beast. Two small plumes of smoke exploded on the beast's skin, marking the entry points where the two bullets had penetrated.

Hades sensed that the two giant beasts slowed down for a moment, but he wasn't sure; it might just be his imagination.

The muffled, continuous explosions echoed inside the green-skinned warship, one after another, yet no abnormality could be observed with the naked eye. Only the forced openings occasionally sent up plumes of smoke and dust, from which tiny, ant-like fungi shrieked and leaped down.

Tarachin snapped his fingers.

Immediately, the Necromancer fleet that was still harvesting the remaining green-skinned warships on the outside suddenly regrouped. They pressed forward step by step, and as time passed, the thick green cloak on the outside of the two damaged warships dimmed.

The pack of hyenas surrounding the two wounded animals immediately swarmed them.

Between two warships deeply entrenched in enemy lines, the largest, thickest-armored, greenest, and most WAAAAAAAAAAAGH-like warship continued its advance, fueled by an unstoppable fury.

You only have one chance to face Him!

The Great Fang Warlord roared! The lush greenery on the entire warship resonated with it, as if sensing the attack coming from the undead in space. The two giant WAAAAGHs in the subspace suddenly swelled up as if going berserk!

This is it! The echo of destiny!!! The bonus from sworn enemies!!!

A deafening roar of WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!! The pounding echoed as every surviving green-skinned creature screamed from the bottom of its heart, clapping and stomping its feet!!!

Even though sound cannot travel through the void, everyone still heard the earth-shattering WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

This is a belief! This is a creed! This is an attitude towards survival! This is a battle cry! As long as the green-skinned boys are proud and honorable, they will stand tall and shout that cry they want all races to hear: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

Encouraged, the two colossal beasts trapped in the space necromantic fleet suddenly let out a deafening roar. A brilliant light, as if giving birth to stars, shone from the gaping wound on one of the warships. The next moment, an explosion erupted from the inside out.

A flurry of countless green-skinned creatures—living green-skinned creatures, dead green-skinned creatures, and green-skinned creatures writhing in the air—burst forth amidst massive rocks and dust.

Dark green, light green, and yellowish-green skins—the beautiful green spore clouds scatter across the Milky Way, like a miniature green galaxy, reflecting off the fleeing light purple Tyrannosaurus Rex, looking as beautiful as a spray-painted painting.

This deceived the warships that were besieging the giant green-skinned creature.

The other warship, which had not yet self-destructed, seized the opportunity and began attacking the Endless Fleet, which originally held a huge advantage.

But that's Tarahim's own business.

Hades blinked, shifting his gaze from the dazzling green spore mist to the colossal beast charging straight at him. Squigs, its massive jaws gaping wide, its inorganic warship head now seemed to come alive, roaring furiously at him.

It seemed to be roaring at him, roaring about the evil deeds of the past.

Hades was also regretful that he hadn't completely eradicated the spores, allowing them to regrow and flourish, which had even resulted in the loss of some of Tarasin's fleet.

Come on, come on, come on.

Hades said in a low voice, as if he were whispering to someone very close to him, but he was all alone at the moment, and his body, nauseous and weak, was burning with anger.

"Let me see your true resolve, front teeth!"

As if echoing Hades' roar, the giant ship suddenly accelerated, accelerated, accelerated—and crashed straight into the planet without slowing down at all!

"come!!!"

Hades and Big Fang roared in unison!

The next moment!! The enormous impact of the collision between the two celestial bodies suddenly spread out! Before Hades' vision was obscured by the huge cloud of dust, he saw the fleshy planet he was standing on being blasted into the void by a piece of land, and half of his face was buried in the planet, his eyes full of anger and determination, staring angrily at his warship.

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"I think...you deserve recognition."

A deep, suppressed voice echoed in their ears, seemingly spanning an entire continent, lingering on every green-skinned creature's head. The voice was cold and ruthless, yet it was also like magma about to erupt, with boundless rage churning beneath.

With its large front teeth bared in a grin, it strode toward the ship's exit door. It kicked the door open with a bang—a sudden gust of wind blew the door away in an instant.

As it landed, the giant green ship also brought some gas to the planet.

Its large front teeth stood tall and proud, their emerald green cloaks billowing behind it in the wind.

A vibrant green flowed from the collapsed warship behind it, instantly nourishing the barren soil of flesh and blood. Countless tiny, joyful spores sprouted from the ground, resembling a lush green plain, a scene of impending harvest for the green-skinned creature.

Its clan! The Underworld clan!!! Its race! Greenskins! It will always love it!!! Even though it is a greenskin!

It walked calmly, ignoring the gasps and shouts of its many henchmen and green-skinned wizards behind it, one hand on the sword at its waist, the other hanging at its side without moving.

Its expression remained unchanged, motionless, as it walked calmly to the Black River where dreams and ideals had withered together.

There, he was waiting for it.

The front teeth felt an indescribable pain and helplessness spreading from beneath their feet, but loyalty to their race delayed the pain.

It stopped, its cape swaying in the wind behind it.

It stood silently on the black water, where even its reflection could not be seen.

The River Styx boiled, and a pale-faced, towering giant gradually appeared, wielding a scythe.

That familiar aura... the gangster boss!

"Long time no see, Boss. How do you feel about the war I sent you?"

"I don't understand..."

Hades took a deep breath. He could easily crush the spores, but he was stunned and confused. The Greenskins were courting death.

But as long as they don't come to Hades, this army will be a very important and powerful force on any other battlefield.

But they still arrived, came here, and came before Hades.

For the sake of so-called individual heroism?

Haha, if these green-skinned people weren't trained by Hades himself, he would believe it!

If that's the case, then it only shows that his education was a complete failure.

The dark water flowed down his face, revealing his expressionless face.

"Your reckless act and your construction of the green train earned you 30 seconds."

“Explain why—and then I will offer you a fair 1v1 duel, me versus your entire army.”

The man with the large front teeth stared intently at the gang leader—no, now he should be called Hades.

He then broke into a hearty smile.

“I had imagined countless endings—most of the time, I would not have been able to reach you, but this time, I did.”

The front teeth spread their arms.

"Well, boss, is this the Netherworld Clan you've trained?"

The starry sky was dazzling, and the light from the distant green-skinned behemoth almost illuminated the heavens.

"I did it! I did it! I successfully led the entire Greenskin clan to a new level."

The greens are evolving rapidly, but the galaxy as a whole is becoming increasingly brutal.

Hades remained expressionless. If this green-skinned creature only wanted to foolishly run up to him, show off its possessions, and then die a suicidal death, then he would say it had succeeded.

His gradually drooping expression was noticed by the front teeth, and then the green-skinned creature—made a rather astonishing expression, it slyly squinted and smiled.

“I know what you’re thinking, boss. I completely understand your logic and way of thinking—everything can be sacrificed for the sake of the entire race!”

Then, the front tooth proudly puffed out its chest.

"Me too!!!"

"You have twenty seconds left."

"Having reached this point, I have accomplished all my strategic objectives."

Its front teeth bared, revealing its teeth. It seemed eager to say something, but swallowed its words. Finally, it spoke, with a cunning air.

"I wasn't planning on saying that,"

Greenie chuckled, scratched his head, and his beady eyes sparkled.

"But I never expected Hades to give me thirty seconds—well, great Hades, who belongs to humanity, since you also have martial virtues, then after betraying the Underworld, you have earned a little bit of my trust."

The big front teeth proudly spread their arms, merging themselves into the raging wind.

“I understand that the Greenskins crave war, which is why I brought my boys here. But I also know that the Greenskins need real hope. The spores can no longer fly about indiscriminately, and a wildfire cannot burn away all our wisdom.”

Green Skin nodded his head.

“I know what the greens have the biggest advantage in – development. My boss, you chose us because you valued our rapid development, didn’t you?”

"then,"

The large front teeth, almost like those of an ancient orc, blinked.

"The entire process of the Greenskins' journey to the Eye of Silence, every enemy we encountered, the Empire, the Chaos Empire, the Tyranids, the Necrons—especially the Necrons—I have transmitted all of this back to my Greenskin Empire."

The battle against the Necromancers in space can especially induce the Greenskins to revert to antiquity.

"Of course, you won't find my Greenskin Empire's stronghold, boss. After a betrayal and a annihilation, I carefully hid them in the deepest part of the galaxy."

"But every time we go to war, we give rise to an even more powerful group of greenskins within the empire behind us—because we bring back images and experiences of battle for them with our lives, and the magnificent WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"

"As long as we fight and our rear base remains intact, we will win. Even if I die, my memories of the time before I died and WAAAAGH! will be transmitted back through the WAAAAGH field, and a new greenskin that is slightly inferior to me will be born."

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Hades' heart was filled with coldness, and his eyes revealed undisguised murderous intent. His biggest regret was not killing this greenskin! He let this intelligent greenskin live!