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Because Sanguis was extremely exhausted, Magnus was sent to the first line of defense, but it was clear that Magnus was not strong enough.
Guilliman wanted to say something, but the next moment he sensed that something had already happened. Hades had arrived at the battlefield first to withstand the sneak attack from Storm King.
【Oglin?! What are you doing here?!】
Magnus screamed, and the Crimson King looked ahead in disarray, seeing Hades tearing through the void and rushing in from another dimension.
"Guess why?!"
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Hades is roaring, and the enormous composite form expands into the sky, blotting out the sun and darkness, gliding and extending through the air like a smooth plane.
The monster, anchored by the concept of "devouring," is attempting to seize power. This will not be easy, as he is not a true star god born from the center of the world, but rather Frankenstein, created by a mad scientist.
The world has become a stage for colossal beings. On the battlefield, the fragments of the Star God released scream as they try to escape. Flames engulf the army, and the once massive tanks and knights are overturned and blown away like pieces of paper.
All the seraphim and the Netherworld constructs fired at the darkness that was spreading across the sky, but their attacks were swallowed up and sank into the Netherworld waters like pebbles.
The stars are arrogant; they subconsciously overlook things that are insignificant.
A bizarre, gigantic hand forged from darkness descended from the darkness of the sky, clumsily attempting to grasp the fleeing fragments of the Star God.
The void dragons and burners that Hades had previously released were screaming in despair as they were pulled step by step into the sky by the black chains around their necks. They struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Crimson flames splattered like blood, the burning creature screamed, tearing at the chains with its hands, sparks flying, but the darkness drew ever closer...
near...
Without a sound, its hideous half was swallowed by darkness, followed by the other half, where a fragment of a star god vanished abruptly.
? !
The Void Dragon struggled even more fiercely, its speed undiminished by thunder and lightning. It watched as the once insignificant mortal grew into a monster, and this resentment caused it even more pain and despair!
But the piercing scream that seemed to cut through the sky abruptly stopped in the darkness. The Great Devourer was not satisfied with just two small fragments, let alone what it had been continuously absorbing.
It looked at the fragments of the Star Gods... still not enough, its stomach growling.
"It's still because we're not eating enough!"
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Perhaps you should...eat less?
Mortarian hesitated before speaking, but then Death shook his head.
We've already discussed this before.
"Don't worry too much, I know what I'm doing."
Hades said casually, but his eyes remained fixed on the documents. Mortarian remained silent; his concerns were only occasional, and he wasn't sure if they were valid.
“We’ve already spoken with Tarasin, and now all I can do is use Star Mantra less.”
But on the battlefield that followed—
"I am prepared for things to get out of control."
Hades looked up, stared at Mortarian, and smiled helplessly.
“I think this is inevitable—after all, we are facing space undead. If the Empire does not have any Star God fragments that can counter them, then I must do it.”
【……absurd.】
Mortarian said in a low voice that they had decided to fight in order not to lose Hades, but if they wanted to win the battle, they would have to face the scenario of losing Hades.
Hades sensed Mortarian's dejection and sighed inwardly.
The space necromancers arrived too quickly and with overwhelming force; this remains a perilous battle, destined to result in too many casualties.
At some point in the war, Hades was convinced that he had to take to the field, whether sooner or later.
He longed for a battle of even strength, or perhaps a more conventional one.
But the Silent King will not give Hades a chance. As soon as Hades appears, the battlefield will inevitably escalate immediately, and Szalak will attack Hades with all his might.
He must be prepared to face the entire enemy force as soon as he enters the arena.
But what happens to the war if you lose control?
Hades smiled upon hearing this.
“Killiman and I had a serious discussion about this topic. You might want to take a look at his war plans. Starting from page 1075, Killieman envisioned about 307 possible scenarios surrounding my loss of control.”
Mortalian knew why Guilliman had gone to him back then.
"Killiman's final conclusion was to adapt to changing circumstances—because plans can never keep up with changes."
【…】
No matter what, I will come to your aid, Hades.
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Damn it... Damn it...
Storm King!!!
The Pale Lord fell from the sky, the mist leaving a straight trail in the air like the tail flames of a warship, and broken scales fell one after another.
The sudden emergence of this new force, disregarding moral and legal boundaries, immediately employs unpredictable necromancy technology.
If Pluto hadn't sounded the alarm in advance, Mortalian might not have been able to defend against it!
The lingering heat of the light arrow scorched the wings, and the white light that had been emanating from the sky above Mortarion began to dissipate, yet it still shone as brilliantly as a river of light.
Despite this, the war between the Empire and the Silent King did not stop at all; the Storm King only attacked the areas occupied by the Imperial army.
Boom—bang!
They crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, but the army continued its advance. Mortarion did not allow them to stop. Deathguards, Astral Army, Mechanicus... they carried their guns, ran across the crater, and continued their attack in the direction of the Silent King's army.
Swaying and wobbling, a tall, thin figure struggled to stand up, supporting himself with a sickle.
Hades...
Mortarian thought to himself, his expression somber, as if he had already sensed something, but now he was unable to get there in time, nor did he know where Hades was at this moment—the general had to be responsible for his soldiers.
Death slowly raised his hand, and the mist once again enveloped the marching army. The dead were resurrected and continued their march.
He could only do his best to hold off the Silent King's forces, and that was the greatest help Mortarion could offer.
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Oh…shit.
Cultured people don't easily resort to insults, but now Magnus was trembling and at a loss for what to do. Taking advantage of Hades's madness, the Crimson King practically scrambled to move his army away.
Now, apart from the dead of the Empire, the Mechanicus still struggling in enemy territory, Magnus, and Saint Gilles, who is on his way here, the only Imperial force here is Hades.
Magnus huddled behind a boulder, clutching his scepter. He glanced at the horizon and nearly vomited again.
The sky was completely submerged in darkness, with a small, dark humanoid figure in the very center. A giant hand reached out from the dark sky and towards the ground.
There, the fragments of the Star God wept, while the terrified Necromancers of space crumbled in disarray.
The giant hand rummaged around on the ground, grabbing whatever it could and stuffing it into the sky.
Magnus recalled his past among the Greenskins, and the Red Primarch shuddered.
Indeed, compared to the Hades in front of the prison cell in his memory, the Hades after this was more irritable, more cruel, and more obsessed with data.
But it was Hades after all, Magnus thought; at least Hades had come to his aid and couldn't bear to see Magnus and Sangilius vanish into nothingness.
He received a text message from Guilliman, well, well! His great Magnus probably really couldn't stop the Storm King's attack.
Without Hades, this battlefield would probably be nothingness by now.
Magnus swallowed hard, his single eye gazing back at the battlefield. He wanted to support Hades, but it seemed he wasn't qualified to participate.
The next instant—a dazzling scarlet light illuminated Magnus's face directly, a gust of wind arose, wildly blowing the Primarch's red hair into his mouth.
Ptooey—Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!
Magnus spat out a strand of hair, his eyes briefly blinded by the light.
? ! ! !
When the original entity regained its sight in its single eye, it saw—
The pitch-black sky is falling.
Magnus opened his mouth slightly in shock. The attack from the space necromancer had almost no "time continuation." It wasn't a short line in time, but a point, a time singularity.
Previously, there was nothing that could be done. The overwhelming darkness was falling, condensing in mid-air like raindrops. The Primarch saw the half-body that was composed of a viscous liquid, with the crimson of the left eye flashing with the flames of the Milky Way, staring fiercely at the newcomer opposite him.
Opposite him sat the three saints, who sat firmly on the throne of dominion.
The Silent King appeared directly after Hades was exposed.
"But that's it..."
The Silent King said,
"You are nothing but a monster cobbled together from the corpses of your own kind, Hades."
There's one more.
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Chapter 794 [236] The King of Silence
"You are too naive to challenge the fearers of death with your less than a million years of history; every path the fearers of death have walked has been far more brutal than what you have experienced."
From the War of Heaven to the tearing apart of the Star Gods, the Fearful Ones have twice dealt heavy blows to those so-called "gods".
"Your arrogant illusions saved you, but this time good fortune will not come—the stitched-together monster."
The sky was cloudless and the heavens were dark and gloomy. The atmosphere was riddled with holes and extremely thin. From the ground, anyone could see the strange celestial bodies in the sky that were aimed at the ground.
The throne of dominion floated, with violent arcs of electricity gathering in front of the two metal floating monuments beside it. The scepters of the other two saints were already pointed at Hades, the monster that was dripping black liquid downwards.
"The arrogant ones are you... the dead."
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"You self-proclaimed administrator of the galaxy, the Silent King—one of the Four Chaos, have you ever governed them?! In the chaotic world, the people of the galaxy suffered—I led my army to conquer and wiped out one of them—where were you then?!"
Hades chuckled coldly. He sensed that the cannons of the Silent King's army were already aimed at him, and the celestial bodies in the sky were already in position, waiting for the Silent King's command.
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