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

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Faced with such a slowly rolling road roller, the Tau were clearly panicked. In just one month, at least a dozen forced warp jumps were heard in this sector—due to the loss of control of the sector, the Tau had to try to withdraw through the warp.

It is clear that the Tau have abandoned the newly established enclaves of Vision and Damocles Bay, and are determined to consolidate their strength to intercept the Empire's army on Tau homeland.

This aligns well with the previous combat style of the Tau – guided by the highest good, the Tau do not consider retreat shameful; they see it as a winning strategy, a way to lure the enemy deeper into their territory.

Mortalian didn't fall for this tactic. Despite the Tau repeatedly exposing the gaps in their Tau Empire's defenses to the Reaper, the Reaper remained focused on playing a game of drawing lines rather than leading his army deep into enemy territory to strike directly at the enemy camp.

Conrad had tried to provoke Mortarian.

When did you become so patient?

[I've always been patient—shut up, you sewer rodent filth. Now we need a decisive battle, and I'll end this quickly, provided it's a decisive victory.]

Okay, Conrad understands. Mortarian just can't stand the embarrassment of losing a game.

He smacked his lips, but still missed Sai.

If Sai were here, they could go to the city of the Tau tribe together.

A clean, tidy, high-tech, and orderly eco-city, filled with different yet tolerant races, and alien civilians who have never seen blood and fire in their lives. Thinking of this, Conrad felt his brain tremble, as if he were having an orgasm—this was even more potent than the drugs of the Dark Eldar.

Putting Conrad Coates in such a place is like throwing a rat into a rice bin.

Conrad instinctively trembled with excitement, making him look somewhat like he was having a spasm or a mild epileptic seizure, which caused Corax, who was standing next to him, to frown and glance at Conrad.

[You...are still thinking about Sevita?]

Corax asked with concern, feeling some sympathy for Sevita for having to deal with such an unpredictable Primarch, but aside from that, Conrad was a competent Primarch—at least more competent than him.

Corax instinctively thought of Sevick, and after seeing the Legion Commander lying in the Stasis Field, Corax felt dizzy.

He was so preoccupied with upholding justice and bringing light to the empire that he forgot to look back at his sons still fighting abroad, and how little attention the Ravenguard were compared to other legions—

All their equipment was outdated, and their relationship with the Cult of Mechanics was extremely awkward.

The grudge between the Ravenguard and the Mechanicus goes back to a much earlier era. During the Raven King's tenure as Inquisitor, under the persuasion and influence of Angron, Corax finally agreed to confront the problems on his homeworld.

Previously, out of trust, Corax had handed over full control of his home planet, Salvation, to the Empire, but the Mechanicus then implemented even more oppressive policies, which aroused discontent among the workers.

Faced with questions from his former worker friends, Korax chose to remain silent. He used the excuse of being busy with the Great Crusade to repeatedly evade the problems on the planet of salvation, until the Imperium was torn in two by a warp storm.

A great rebellion broke out, plunging everything into unspeakable chaos and suffering.

Finally, when he looked back again, his former best friends were long gone, and the history of Kiava, to which the Salvation Star belonged, was marked by a story of the Mechanicus suppressing an uprising.

...No one knows the pain and turmoil Corax felt when he learned of this. The document was submitted to the courtroom a century late by the slow-moving bureaucratic government of the empire as a document that needed to be reviewed.

His hand holding the pen was trembling.

That day, Angron rushed to Corax's room.

Three days and three nights later, Corax walked out of his room with a heavy expression. The Raven King was pale. Then, with the help of certain official documents and bureaucratic maneuvering, the Raven Lord led his legion and personally returned to Kiaval.

The Primarch and his Legion remained on Kiaval for a full month. When they left, the Mechanicus had lost all influence on Kiaval, and the power of governance was once again handed over to the council composed of the workers.

That history has been erased, and apart from the Primarch himself and Angron, who underwent a psychological follow-up afterward, no one knows what actually happened.

This has strained the relationship between the Ravens and the Mechanicus. Although there is no overt conflict, the Mechanicus has been avoiding the legion in its own way.

The Dark Ravens in the Inquisition in the center of Terra will still receive normal supplies, but once they are far from Terra... the Mechanicus always manages to precisely stay within that boundary of not being judged.

And all of this... Corax has been avoiding, or rather, turning a blind eye to, always comforting himself with the thought that there are always more important things to do.

Until he saw his legion commander's severely wounded state.

【Chuckle, chuckle.】

Conrad suddenly turned his head to look at Corax, as the two legions that would be sent by the Lord of Death to infiltrate the Tau Empire, and thus they met.

As if knowing what Corax was thinking and suffering about, Conrad extended his index finger and poked Corax.

Honestly,

Conrad Coates lowered his voice and spoke in a serious and earnest tone.

[Korax, our legions are not strong enough to support a large-scale war... You should learn to humble yourself. If I were you, I would go and fawn over Guilliman right now, and then use Guilliman to fawn over Hades—your legion's predicament could be solved with just a word from him, right?]

But he—

That guy is just too busy.

Conrad interrupted Corax directly.

He didn't speak to you with contempt earlier; you should trust yourself.

But why don't you do that?

Conrad sat up abruptly and looked at Corax, as if he had asked a very good question.

Hehehe, because I don't want to.

Conrad said proudly,

[Moreover—my legion is doing a great job of supporting itself, and they can also support me along the way.]

This is the benefit of Conrad's connection to the Death Guard for the Night Lords a thousand years ago.

That's all!

Chapter 759 Rabbit Fights Lion

Conrad stretched out his hand with ease, feeling the shadow cling to his lightning claw, giving him power, and darkness.

The cabin was rocking violently as it was about to land. Under Mortalian's monotonous and boring commands, Conrad ripped off the external communication system, hanging the small part on his fingertip and letting the turbulence pull it off.

"...I suggest you take it with you, otherwise Mortalian will be bothered."

Corax's voice emerged from the shadows. Perhaps the Emperor had tacitly agreed to have his brother, who bore a resemblance to him, keep an eye on Conrad. In a certain part of the warp, the domains of the Lord of Shadows and the Lord of Night overlapped—meaning that they could find each other very quickly.

【No. 】

"I'm telling you firmly," Conrad said, licking his chapped lips. "Sevita didn't come. The little brat behind me was someone Sevita had sent to watch over me." To Conrad's surprise—

The little brat's face looked so much like the boy he killed on his home planet ten thousand years ago.

Forget it, let these questions go with the wind.

Conrad didn't remember his little brat's name. Apart from Sai and Shang, the other young ones were all pretty much the same. The Primarch would just stay wherever he wanted, watching these little brats diligently offer him wealth, glory, and justice.

But now that Sevita was not around, Conrad needed a code name, and he slapped his forehead and decided to call this little brat "Little Brat".

Perhaps Conrad's silence was too unusual, because on the other end, Kolax spoke again, his tone hesitant.

Regardless, thank you for your advice, Conrad.

I don't think I'm as long-winded as Anglong.

Conrad waved his hand behind him, beckoning the little brat over. Only then did the Primarch begin to observe the equipment the brat was carrying, so that he could borrow the brat's weapons later.

A soft laugh came from the other end.

Angron won't be happy to hear you say that... I think we'd all better not provoke Angron. Sometimes I have this feeling that I'd rather anger Guilliman than annoy Angron.

That heartless guy...

Conrad answered casually, tearing off the kid's equipment. To the Primarch's surprise, it was a Gauss-style pistol. The Primarch casually patted the stock—where did he get it from?

Or—ah! He remembered, Hades was indeed pushing for the modernization of weapons, and he didn't expect the trend to spread so quickly, even the Midnight Lord was using them.

The one you really can't mess with is Hades. That usually jovial guy actually got one of their former brothers to close his account, though he deserved it.

Having a gun in his hand, Conrad was ready to use it. He raised his gun and casually aimed at a crate of cargo in the hold. The little brat next to him hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, spouting nonsense about the big picture and concealment...

Okay, forget it.

To be honest, Conrad Coz prefers Mortalian, a idiot who openly admits he's not human. Compared to Hades, Conrad might even like Mortalian more. Hades's sunny ego is too dazzling, almost blinding Conrad.

But Hades is someone you absolutely cannot mess with, which is why Conrad never takes a step closer to Hades's office (unless the great Lord of the Night will help his friend!), not because of Hades's repulsive constitution.

The true leader of this empire now is Hades.

A glint flashed in Conrad's eyes; his former self still struggled within this body, still wanting to judge everyone, everyone was unjust, but Hades…

The Primarch thoughtfully examined the modified gun in his hand again. Mortalian had already shown Conrad those unmanned troops.

Hades is doing good deeds.

This is him! The reason why the great Lord of the Night allowed Hades to continue ruling—of course, another reason was that he couldn't defeat him.

"…Motalian just contacted me, asking why you've been out of contact."

【? 】

I wanted to keep it from you, but Mortarian seemed angry. I explained it to him briefly, and he finally told you that this mission had to be completed successfully, or he would hang you up and skin you alive.

Corax swore he had used Mortarian's words as tactfully as possible.

The mission is to either partially paralyze or destroy the largest transportation hub in the Tau Empire. Built by the Tau, this massive planet is surrounded by countless space stations and docking ports, handling billions of military and merchant ships every day.

With the help of a Mortalian subordinate named the Golden Sage, the Midnight Lords successfully infiltrated a convoy of merchant ships transporting marine food—their target would be planets on the planets, doing what the Midnight Lords do best: sowing fear among the enemy.

The function of this transit station is mainly undertaken by the space station on the outer edge of the planet. The planet has been transformed into a pleasant ecosystem by the Tau people, and the residents on it are the staff of the space station or their family members.

The Midnight Lords are in charge of the work on the planet. When their work reaches a suitable point and paralyzes the planet's defense system, the Dark Raven Guards, who are lurking in the nearby star system, will take over the work of the Star Ring.

Yes, I will.

Perhaps Conrad's voice was a bit too languid, so Corax had to raise his voice and emphasize their mission again—to send two legions to conquer this place at once, which was enough to show the importance of this planet.

If the Tau army departing from the core region of the Tau Empire wants to reach the front line, it will inevitably stop here to replenish its supplies.

All you need to do is enjoy my performance.

Conrad said, patting the cub's shoulder armor. This sentence suddenly reminded Conrad of Fugen, that tired face... He wondered if the phoenix was doing well now.

This great and filthy empire has a place even a wicked man like Conrad can stay in; there's no need for Fugen to continue suffering outside.

Koz thought...Guilliman, the Emperor...no, if Fugan went to Hades or Mortarian to plead for him, they would provide him with lodging and food.

Who could have foreseen such a rise and fall? Conrad listened as his offspring bustled about anxiously, trying to make sure they passed the Tau scan. Despite suffering for millennia, going mad for millennia, and being decadent for millennia, it seemed their lives were not so bad now.

At least Hades is not a tyrant.

Fortunately, Hades had high HP at the time. Koz sighed and blew a breath, and another possibility made the Lord of the Night's heart tremble.

drop.

Unaware of Conrad's emotions, the little ones subconsciously relaxed for a moment—they had passed the Tau scan and would now be able to reach the ground without hindrance.

The killing spree has begun its countdown.

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

"You're just trying to escape!!!"

Commander Farsight's furious roar almost pierced the entire hexagonal hall. Shadow Sun, standing beside him, seemed startled and turned to the side, looking at Farsight in surprise.

Vision slammed his fist on the table and stood up like an angry bull ant. His sharp gaze swept across the faces of the other attendees before finally settling on the holographic projection of ether.

The ether had a long, smooth, pale blue face. Its calm expression showed no reaction to the foresight's outburst, only a look of compassion. Six neatly arranged rubies were affixed to its nose.

"You! You! And you too!"

"Foresight!" he roared, slamming his fist on the table again—a gesture considered extremely rude in the Tau Empire.

"Have you forgotten what you told me?! The enclaves are all lost! They're all gone!! You said you'd assemble your troops at the border of the Tau Empire?! Why are you trying to back out now?!"

The ships that the human empire deployed this time were almost impossible things created by evil spirits in ghost stories; all of Foresight's fleets were destroyed in the first instant.

Vision knew clearly that it could not possibly contend with the army of the human empire on its own, so it contacted Shadow Sun immediately. As a fellow disciple, Shadow Sun quickly replied to Vision and did its best to assist Vision in withdrawing the army and civilians in the days that followed.

Frustratingly, while the human commanders focused their attention on the most difficult planets to conquer, the fleets that had been prepared in the Farsight Enclave quickly set sail and returned to the Tau Empire via remote star systems.

It was the warriors on those planets who gave their lives to buy these civilians and soldiers a precious chance to retreat. Civilians and aliens made up as much as 85% of these fleets.

But now, as the human empire's front lines continue to advance steadily, the civilians who were evacuated and settled in the fringes of the Tau Empire will soon face war once again.

“We have done everything we can to hold them off! We have also sent back the data from the battle without reservation! You want the live samples of poisoned soldiers, and those soldiers, in so much pain—we brought them back despite their suffering! Instead of granting them a glorious sacrifice.”

The voice of foresight became pained and struggled. It was not that it had never faced the human empire directly. It remembered the poison gas that blotted out the sun. Even XV8 level combat suits would be corroded in that environment. According to feedback from the soldiers on the front lines, after three hours in a high-concentration poison gas fog, the poison gas would appear in the respiratory system.

In another hour, the self-cleaning function of the combat suit will gradually fail.

Even the strongest Tau warriors could not last more than half an hour after their self-cleaning function completely failed.

However, apart from the Tau, the alien races allied with the Tau were completely unaffected by the poisonous fog. At first, Foresight was delighted by this fact—it meant that it still had units that could maintain their fighting power in the poisonous fog.