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That's really stupid.
So Mortarion reached out, raised one hand and put the other in his pocket, then suddenly leaned forward and gave Hades a high five.
"Bro! I finally escaped Terra!!! Haha ...
Away from Terra, away from Robert Guilliman, everything became bright.
Yay, it's gone!
Chapter 767 Shit!
【Strange,】
Conrad stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. His long, rough tongue made the Primarch seem to be thinking seriously as he looked at the powerless Titania lying on the ruins.
This is so weird.
Conrad said instinctively, and the Primarch crawled across the ground on all fours like some kind of brown insect in a sewer, leaving bloodstains on the ground, but Conrad didn't care.
Seeing Conrad attacking her, the goddess Tivar tried to leave, but her body, severely injured by the Lord of the Night, was powerless. This newly born warp deity was too inexperienced to match the Primarch who had been wandering around for ten thousand years.
Moreover, this Primarch had maxed out his "first kill" stat, and had grown stronger and stronger through his brothers' brawls.
Conrad looked closely at Tiwa, only to see a smooth, expressionless face. The newborn god's aura was chaotic—because it came from the mixed beliefs of many races.
+Monster……+
The goddess Tiwa said weakly, "Conrad's soul was already quite weak before, so why did it suddenly unleash such powerful energy?"
+A cruel being who knows no pain, to have given birth to beings like you within the vast ocean...this is blasphemy against it.
Little did it know that Conrad had already fought many such comeback battles.
[Monster? Blasphemy?]
Conrad hissed and pointed incredulously at the sky.
[While your assessment is correct, you still called me a monster after seeing that thing? Me? I was blasphemous?]
The Primarch sensed a momentary blankness in the goddess of Tivar. Oh, I see. Conrad understood, and the night that had enveloped the area receded.
As the Lord of Night's domain dissipated slightly, the next moment, TiWa began to scream.
If it could still maintain a semblance of dignity in the face of Conrad, the monster who tormented the Tau race, then at this moment, Tiwan could no longer maintain its last shred of dignity. It shrieked like a boiling kettle. Conrad hissed twice in dissatisfaction, watching Tiwan struggle and writhe frantically on the ground, trying to get as far away as possible from the space where Hades was.
An existence that no warp creation could tolerate—what kind of miserable lives did the Primarchs have to endure? Conrad often marveled at Mortalian and Guilliman, their powerful willpower enabling them to tolerate that being, which was even more disgusting than excrement.
Conrad continued to calmly observe the goddess Tiva. Even after a thousand years of passively serving under Makado, the Lord of the Night now recognized the slight research value of the goddess Tiva.
This is a newly born demigod, and is composed of concepts that did not exist before.
This could perhaps be handed over to someone like Mortarian or Magnus.
But before that... Conrad arrived beside the screaming goddess Tiva in a bizarre posture. The Primarch was somewhat lonely. Even though he had studied diligently in Comoros, he was no match for Hades, the gifted one, in tormenting these souls.
The true King of Torture only needs to stand there, and all beings in the subspace will scream and scatter in panic, running for their lives.
Stop yelling.
Thinking this through, Conrad impatiently grabbed the head of the goddess Tiwa and forced her to raise her head... Since she had no facial features, Conrad would just give her some.
He also planned to use this warp entity to give Korax a taste of the real thing. Korax had been playing too conservatively against these Tau people. This dutiful Primarch fought according to normal war strategies, without much personal emotion involved.
It was as if it wasn't his own kid who had been beaten up before.
Conrad thought to himself, licking his sharp nails. The goddess Tiva seemed to have gone mad, as if she couldn't sense Conrad and was only trying to get away from Hades.
Behold, the true malice of this galaxy can drive one to utter madness with just one glance.
The Primarchs had been too conservative in their treatment of Hades, especially Mortarion—Conrad rolled his eyes, the Pale Lord’s resilience was mostly used to endure that anti-warp monster.
The highly corrosive saliva glistened on his pointed fingernails. Conrad stretched out his hand, deciding to draw Guilliman's features onto the face of the goddess Tiva, hoping that Mortarian might tacitly approve of his actions.
!
If you're still so leisurely, you can go back to Terra to process official documents.
Mortalian’s calm voice rang out, and Conrad frowned, quickly standing up and stepping back to make way for the two big shit men.
Such a vicious curse.
Conrad slowly backed away, glancing at Titan, who was struggling even more fiercely on the ground. It was no use; Titan was about to face the most horrific and cruel death a warp creature could ever endure.
Sure enough, a domain suddenly opened up amidst the billowing white mist, space was torn apart, and a two-dimensional rift opened, from which Hades stepped out with his standard smile.
That smile was like that of a scavenger, one of those scavengers who frantically picked up all sorts of random things after the war.
"I'll do this?"
Hades said quite casually and took a step forward.
The Titania goddess is screaming—it cannot comprehend, it does not understand—such absurdity, pure malice within the vast ocean, pure rift—an eternal scar on the warp, darkness devouring the beautiful starry sky within—No! No no no no no! Why do the other warp beings not stop this existence?!
Even—even—
+To associate with it—why did you betray the warp?! +
Titanium tile whistling sound,
You are destroying the entire vast ocean!
【destroy?】
Mortarian casually propped up his scythe.
[The warp... it's better to destroy it all.]
Titanium couldn't understand. It could comprehend every word the subspace creature spoke, but it couldn't grasp the meaning of the entire sentence. It didn't understand! It couldn't comprehend it! Impossible! The scene they saw should be the same as its own! So why didn't they run?!
"No, the human soul also depends on the subspace."
Hades casually picked it up and then casually asked,
Do you still need it?
Just leave a small fragment; I need to do research.
Motalian said that he carried a small bottle down his waist; the pure black bottle was made of black stone.
"OK."
Hades said that the next moment, with a final explosion, their ears finally fell silent. There was nothing more to say; yet another warp creature was swallowed up and utterly shattered in absolute despair and terror.
In its sight, the rift that tore open the Milky Way was approaching it, the entire Milky Way rift was coming towards it, coming for it, just to... devour it.
"The supreme good path and the combined god of multiple races... it feels as absurd as humanity worshipping the truth of the empire and finally creating a god."
Pale blue fragments floated in the air, then were driven together by the white mist. Conrad stood at a distance, watching them with disgust. Mortarion opened the bottle and captured the psionic fragments.
In fact, besides the Imperial Industrial Project spearheaded by Hades and Fenus, Mortalian and Magnus also spearheaded an Imperial Psionic Project, aiming to not only restrict and define psionic powers but also to develop other things.
But for some reason—
Specifically, this refers to the fact that Motalian was dragged out to work by Guilliman, forcing Magnus to take full charge of the project.
However, who could feel at ease leaving Magnus to conduct research alone?
Therefore, Saint Gilles and Macardo were frequent visitors to Magnus’s study and research room, and their main research topic was the goal set by Guilliman, namely, “On how psionic energy can be applied to production and warfare.”
Even though Guilliman became one of the most powerful psionicists in the Empire, he still didn't really believe in psionics. Therefore, Guilliman spent most of his time hanging out with Fernus and Hades. The Empire's ruler believed more in the construction of the physical world than in psionics.
To date, the most powerful psykers in the Imperium are the Primarchs, but apart from Mortarion, Corax, Angron, and Magnus, the other Primarchs are not able to effectively use their psyker abilities to assist the Legion in combat.
In addition, Guilliman was also considering whether he could do something with the Empire’s vast population and its ideology—for the Primarchs, most of their psionic power comes from their faith… It was time to guide the Empire’s faith.
Magnus dismissed Guilliman's idea as absurd, while Saint Gilles was also uninterested in the proposal. As the founder of the state religion, the archangel naturally knew what Guilliman wanted to do, but due to his own past traumas, the archangel chose to avoid the topic.
Guilliman knew nothing about this; he might want to consult Mortalian, since Death had founded the cult of the Underworld.
However, since Mortalian was far more efficient and profitable at other tasks, Guilliman gave up on inquiring about the matter.
As for Neos finding Killieman during their weekly squabbles and telling him he had a surprise for him, Killieman simply dismissed these promises as nothing.
It was a pleasant surprise that we were able to capture a sample this time.
Mortarion pressed the stopper, ignoring the screams coming from the vial between his fingers. The Primarch felt a faint sense of calm, the kind of peace that comes from standing quietly in the field doing nothing.
What are your plans next?
Mortarian asked tentatively, while Hades gazed thoughtfully into the distance at the ruins of the Tau people's city and buildings.
"I'll go into the warp later and intercept some Tau ships—then I can collect Tau technology."
With the presence of the Yellow Weasel and the support of artifacts such as the Blood of the Original Stack, the first batch of Space Marines underwent relatively smooth modifications. Also, because the first batch of Space Marines were carefully selected, the mortality rate was very low, at only 13.05%.
Surprisingly, not all Space Marines who underwent successful surgery grew larger; some actually shrank in size. However, these Space Marines experienced a significant increase in their perception and manipulation of psionic energy.
The Emperors attributed this phenomenon to the awakening of their Primarchs—the Primarchs, somewhere in the Warp, influenced their Offspring, thus enabling them to specialize in Warp sensitivity in order to better receive psionic energy from the Primarchs.
This type of mutation is more common among Ultramarines, and Guilliman may have a greater control over psionic energy than Dorn.
The sons of Hades, however, showed no such mutations and thus all became taller, bigger, and wider Space Marine plus versions.
Guilliman was well-accepting of this type of mutation and was pleasantly surprised to find that offspring with this mutation had a more docile temperament and were better suited for office work.
Perhaps this is an inherent characteristic of Guilliman, rather than a result of mutation.
Hades, of course, didn't say it aloud. He just silently watched as one of Hades' sons after another was wheeled out of the operating room, each taller and stronger than the last, and realized that the cafeteria might need to be expanded.
Hades silently wiped away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead.
And, most importantly—armor modification.
Fenus had already made many proposals for this, but Hades said there was no rush. He planned to seek inspiration from the Tau. Although the Tau were quite lacking in many aspects, they were definitely the best in the galaxy when it came to mech design.
In reality, a visionary without the Tau armor couldn't even defeat an Imperial servant, yet his combat power skyrocketed after donning the combat suit! A massive increase! A phenomenal surge!!!
Hades must “borrow” from the Tau technology for this armor modification and the redevelopment of vehicles such as knights and titans, just as he “borrowed” from necromancy technology in the past.
For humans, these are technologies that can be used directly, unlike the Orks or Eldar, who need to further figure out which are physical components and which are psionic consciousness components.
Perhaps a device combining the technologies of humans, Tau, and space necromancers would be too overpowered, but Hades believed that the more of such devices there were, the better.
Furthermore, Hades can learn from Titanium Group's infrastructure and urban planning capabilities, pollution control capabilities, and central intelligent design.
The machine taught me to pick these up; if I threw them on the ground, nobody would want them.
Incidentally, Hades also wanted to explore the possibility of replacing the Wet Space with the computing power cells of the Tau Earth Clan. Theoretically, the weaker spirit races would be more adaptable to the Dark Realm and less susceptible to corruption.
Once Hades, Phenus, and Guilliman complete their formation, the Empire will hold several powerful cards in its hand:
A transportation network connecting the entire Empire; a Space Marine plus-sized Legion; inspired by the Tau and Necromancer armor/weapons/vehicles; a completely upgraded command system; information-based joint operations of multiple armies across land, sea, and air; and at least ten (and half) awakened Primarchs.
A royal flush, a complete royal flush!
In the past, any of these empires could have turned the tide and given us the advantage!
Tell me, how can I lose like this? You think you can beat me in a second? Seventeen cards—get Auntie a cappuccino!
Even so, even if all the aforementioned technologies were fully upgraded, the Necromancers and Tyranids would still pose a threat to the Empire capable of wiping out the entire race.
—On the night before Hades left, Guilliman found him and finalized the time for a detailed discussion about the threat of the Necromancers. As production and construction progressed, Guilliman may have realized that, in terms of physics, the Empire could not completely catch up with the two big daddies, the Necromancers and the Tyranids.
The empire still needs other assistance.
Even though Guilliman has not spoken yet, the development of psionic power has been put on the agenda in the mind of the Lord of the Empire.
If Magnus and Mortarion's research makes new progress, the Empire may also gain new insights into psionicism and ideology, and might even be able to develop replicable psionic warfare.
The reform of dual-teacher education will have to be implemented sooner or later; it just depends on when there is time and when there are the right people for it.
Mortalian's operation against the Tau also successfully put into practice the new army and command system, proving its feasibility, and incidentally allowing Hades to bring the Tau technology home.
Since we're here early, there's no rush to leave...
Mortarian said calmly, and Hades glanced at Mortarian, reading the true meaning of his words as "Don't go back to Terra."
In fact, Hades arrived half a month earlier than planned, probably because of Killieman's comment, "I have a bad feeling."
Hades smiled.
"No rush, the Tau race's technology will give me enough time to collect it for a while... however,"
He looked up at the sky.
"Let me deal with a few bedbugs first."