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

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A coronation ceremony? A chill ran down Killieman's spine.

He suddenly remembered what the Lord of Humanity had said and realized that he had already stepped into the trap once again.

No, no, no... there must be other ways.

Ask Mortalian, whose knowledge of psychic powers is astounding.

Mortarion, how did you tear that power from Chaos?

Mortalian stared calmly at Guilliman, Death holding a scythe in one hand and reaching the other to his gas mask, making a gesture as if he were eating.

[Eat Necrophos.]

Motalian said.

? ! ! !

A single sentence stirred up a storm. Corax stared in shock at Mortarion, taking a step back almost imperceptibly; Koz tried to bury himself in Corax's darkness; Guilliman paled, recalling Nurgle's appearance, and the options of the coronation ceremony and the regent suddenly seemed more approachable.

Hades coughed violently and turned to look at Mortarian in disbelief.

"Na...Nagouling?"

No, buddy?!

【Nurgle.】

Mortarian's eyes were dead.

Haven't you ever absorbed Nurgle's psionic energy, you wraith?

Hades opened his mouth in vain, and announced that the number one ruthless person in his heart had been changed from Neos to Mortarion.

"At least I didn't eat with my mouth..."

This was Hades' last act of defiance.

Mortarian gave a cold laugh and remained silent.

Seeing that Mortarian remained silent, Hades instinctively pressed for an answer.

"...How does it taste?"

Mortarian seemed to be in a better mood.

[Stronger than Slaanesh.]

? ? ! !

A single sentence stirred up another storm. Corax vanished into the darkness; Coz's attempt failed, and he was trying to get away from Mortalian at top speed; Guilliman looked almost completely pale and lost.

Because Guilliman remembered that the authority he was about to absorb came from Slaanesh.

He immediately decided to return to serve as regent of the empire.

Mortarian saw Hades' gaze harden.

“I think you’re right,”

Hades said that while eating Nurgle alive was shocking, Mortarion's statement was correct, objective, and consistent with the truth.

“Negure is indeed better than Slaanesh.”

They both nodded at the same time, reaching an agreement.

Why would a consensus be reached in a place like this?

Killieman realized he was thinking of something even worse, so he interrupted his thoughts and turned to how to arrange the coronation ceremony.

Guilliman believed his will was unwavering; he was willing to sacrifice everything for the Empire and humanity, but not to actually eat a piece of Slaanesh's corpse. No, absolutely not.

Robert maintained his composure and flashed an official smile.

[Thank you for the suggestion, Mortarian, but I think I'll try capturing the concept through ritual instead.]

Mortalian looked at Guilliman suspiciously.

[Rituals may lose some of their meaning; the most direct and effective method is eating, Guilliman.]

Hades also turned to try and comfort Guilliman, saying that since Mortalian had said so, then this should be the process for capturing the concept.

He knew where Guilliman's resistance lay, so Hades kindly said,

"The power of the gods has now become abstract—their previous forms were merely mimicry, and in essence, they were still psychic energy."

Killieman's smile remained unwavering.

I recalled my previous conversation with the Lord of Humanity.

Killieman smiled politely.

He reminded me that I had just overlooked using a coronation ceremony to complete the concept capture.

"what?"

Hades spoke up, "The Lord of Humanity has already said so? Then it's alright."

Guilliman breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps the Lord of Humanity has his own good intentions.

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Chapter 700 How to Access Technology

The last ship to capture psionic energy entered the port, and Hades stepped forward, using Dark Domain as usual to eliminate any psionic energy that had been missed.

Through the Mechanicus, the escort ship was transformed into a spirit-catching vessel. With the help of the modification plans stored in the Academy of Athens, the Blackrock psychic sages reversed the Geller's position, turning it from one that was originally used to isolate psychic energy into one that was highly compatible with it.

The crew and the core of the ship are protected by a protective cage woven from fine black stone threads and blessed by Hades.

Just in case, each ship also has two or more soulless individuals stationed on board.

There were some minor incidents along the way, such as some crew members succumbing to psychic contamination and suffering seizures, but the exorcism by the cult and the timely return to port prevented the minor mistakes from escalating into major ones.

Hades looked at the ship beside him, psionic ripples spreading beneath the cabin.

The ship was almost five hours late in arriving, but from the perspective of the Dark Domain, everything was in perfect condition.

He was on guard for a moment, then the hatch opened, and the moment Hades saw Oglin, his vigilance instantly vanished.

"Boss, I'm feeling unwell."

The soulless Oglin, having said a few words, immediately leaned against the cabin and began to vomit, ignoring Hades's words of comfort. The slightly disheveled mechanical sage and the soulless one then came out and saluted Hades.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Hades's lips twitched, showing that working with Oglin was an extremely torturous experience and a difficult task for them.

He exchanged a few more pleasantries with the last people to emerge. The ceremony on the other side should also be complete, with only scattered, cold light remaining on the ruins of Comoros. The large fragments of light, like pieces of the sun, had long since vanished.

Not counting the power Guilliman seized, they now possess about one-fifth of Slaanesh's psychic energy—the kind that has been completely disrupted.

The remaining psionic energy either escaped long ago, or was too fragmented to be collected.

The collected psionic energy is now humming inside the cargo hold of the special transport ship.

As early as three thousand years ago, Yao Dun, a sage from a small forging world, proposed the application of the spiritual energy of black stone.

He discovered the symmetry between the anti-psychic energy and psychic energy of the black stones. By arranging the black stone array according to certain rules and engraving specific psychic inscriptions, and by activating it with a large amount of psychic energy, the originally inert black stones will be activated and briefly become a psychic-easily activated state.

In the same year, he published the three formulas of Blackstone's psionic energy: the calculation of Blackstone's excited state psionic energy, temperature, and reserves of Blackstone's excited state.

This discovery directly led to the development of Blackstone's psionic orientation and the application of this discipline, which encompasses numerous sub-branches.

Incidentally, Blackrock's research and development has always been monopolized by large forging worlds such as Greiel, Mars, and Faos, which focus on the development of the anti-psy energy side. Before this, the sages had always viewed Blackrock's psy energy development with prejudice.

After this, the disciples of the deceased sage Yao Dun were found by Jin-306 and a group of sages in this field were specially trained. However, the development of this technology has been lukewarm, with its progress hindered by a lack of promising prospects and limited funding.

Meanwhile, since the time of the sage Yao Dun, there have been no major breakthroughs in this technology. People are stuck in the brief excited state of the black stone and cannot move forward again.

A thousand years ago, Greiel forged the world and acquired a Blackstone Fortress. Seven hundred years later, during the Gothic War, Abaddon, an enemy of the Empire, also used the Blackstone Fortress to severely damage the Imperial army.

This technology, which was on the verge of collapse, was revived by the Empire. By lowering the temperature to extremely low levels and regularly placing psionicists who had been tortured to the point of death, the sages solved the problem of the short duration of the excited state of the blackstone. They further developed how the excited state blackstone could release energy in this experimental environment.

However, this was still within the ideal environment of a laboratory. The harsh conditions of the battlefield, the excessively high costs, and the surveillance of the courts caused this discipline to stagnate again after a brief period of glory.

Unable to be mass-produced or applied on a large scale, this discipline subsequently shifted to purely conceptual research and development. Formulas and theorems were proposed, and their theoretical feasibility became synonymous with the discipline.

Until two years ago, Pluto personally visited Terra and single-handedly built the Academy of Athens, spearheaded by twenty-one large casting worlds, with countless smaller casting worlds responding, and trillions of pieces of information being shared.

Meanwhile, in a paper titled "On How to Preserve Deep-Sea Psionic Fish and Deliver Them to the Lord's Table," uploaded by the Foundry World, which collaborates closely with the Fisheries World, the Sages were pleasantly surprised to find the solution they were looking for—a low-cost, large-scale technology for creating impact-resistant, extremely low-temperature, and high-psionic environments.

Within just three months, riding the wave of Pluto's open and innovative scientific research, formulas and hypotheses accumulated over hundreds of years were rapidly realized.

The sages in this field all chose to mechanize themselves within three days in order to withstand the extremely high intensity of research and development.

Their efforts were not in vain.

Because of the surge in innovative technologies, coupled with Pluto's sensitivity to the black stone, their paper was finally placed on Pluto's desk by Kirkland on an ordinary afternoon.

Prior to this, Hades had already taken notice of this subject during the third screening at the Academy of Athens.

So, on Terra, amidst the wrangling between Neos and Macado, Hades took the time to visit the sage in charge of this discipline, offering funding and outlining his own needs.

For the sages of this discipline, the opportunity for ascension is within reach.

But for Hades, this was just one of the 14863 laboratories he visited during the wrangling between Neos and Macardo, part of his daily routine.

Just as the Empire's shipyards were booming, Hades casually allocated three small to medium-sized shipyard production lines to these sages for practice. The sages of Phaeus liaised with them to discuss the assembly line production of ships.

Thus, three thousand years later, the psychic bias and application of Blackstone, a niche discipline, finally took root in experimental production.

The following year, in the Storm Starfield, Hades, who had been forced to fight Slaanesh, signed a treaty to expand production with a dark expression. These first-generation spirit-hunting ships, converted from escort ships, officially began large-scale production.

And now, he appears beside Hades.

He appeared on the ship dispatch list at the moment when Hades needed to deal with Slaanesh's corpse.

And a portion of it was secretly transferred away by the Nirvana system manipulated by Phenus.

This is a relay race that has lasted for three thousand years. The great sage Yao Dunyi, the founder and pioneer of the discipline, has long since vanished into the river of time.

The genome of his disciple's disciple was fortunate enough to be preserved by the Cult of Mechanics and is still used in the cultivation of new generations in this discipline. The great sage Yu Junbin Σ, who met Hades, was a sage cultivated from his genome.

However, to date, the three formulas of Blackrock psychic energy remain the unshakeable truth of this discipline, and Hades has also confirmed their reliability and non-contamination. These formulas are applicable to any psychic Blackrock psychic creations, including those of the Necromancer and Eldar.

This is just one of the billions of examples of the era of technological explosion.

Now, even though Hades stands on the battlefield where gods have fallen, the countless forged worlds behind him are still operating brightly, a glorious moment that the Cult of Mechanics would only see once in millions of years.

Supporting innovation, sharing technology, and creating a safe and pollution-free environment are enough to drive any wise man mad and make him a legend. The day is here!

For Hades! For Ohm Messiah!!!

Of course, Hades didn't quite understand their madness, perhaps because the mechanical sages usually acted too fanatically, or perhaps Hades believed that it was mixed with the influence of faith.

Hades used the Dark Domain to conduct a final inspection of the spirit-capturing ships' cabins; the sages also had psionic warning devices for this.

But since he was there, Hades decided to do it himself—after all, it was the corpse of a false god who had fallen.

Because Geller's position has been altered, and due to the high concentration of psionic energy within the ship's cabins, these ships cannot travel through warp space and can only be transported by slingshots.

Without the ability to measure bullets, these ships would be practically useless scrap metal.

Fortunately, they had a large number of bullets and bows, and technologies never exist in isolation.

Most of this harmless psionic energy will be transported back to Terra and given to the Martian sages for scientific research, while Magnus will also receive a share.

Another portion would be transported to the Underworld Church's outpost, allowing nearby forging worlds to conduct research and development under the Church's supervision, or the Church's bishops could handle it themselves—they could simply abandon it in a stable location.

The communication channel crackled to life; the ceremony on the other end had concluded, and everything seemed to have gone smoothly. Psionic Guilliman had evolved into Psionic Regent Guilliman.

With such a title, it's hard not to work.

Thinking of this, Hades couldn't help but laugh sadly at Guilliman's tragic fate.

Of course, Hades was a great benefactor, and he could not stand by and watch this hardworking Primarch suffer political torment once again. He had already discussed with the villain Mortarion that after finishing with Baal, they would go to Terra to deal with the one who needed to be dealt with.

Even if it means beating him, they'll beat Neos into working at the government desk.

Hades was already plotting how to beat up the inhuman Nyos, and he leisurely followed behind the retreating army.

Behind him, a massive black hole hangs within the fallen Comoros, slowly and irreversibly absorbing its remains. The Comoros's final moments are frozen on the surface of the black hole, becoming an eternal image.

Thus, the Comoros, which had been the source of suffering and pleasure for billions of beings, became a thing of the past, trapped here by the black hole, with all the net passages leading to this place guarded by fire salamanders.