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

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Hades noticed that Macado's arm was shaking, but the other two obviously didn't care.

"I suppose my fourteenth son has no complaints about this?"

The emperor continued, his eyes gleaming with golden light.

He was generally satisfied with this.

Hades was silent for a moment. He was still worried about Mortalian's mental state. Karas was recovering well, but the Grim Reaper who had been directly captured and stared at by Slaanesh was another story.

However, Mortarion remained calm and composed, without even pausing. The Primarch told Hades that if he had time to worry about Mortarion's mental state, he should go and approve official documents.

So Hades came to Terra.

Hades decided to focus on the key points.

"But the problem is that Slaanesh has come to the real world on his own initiative,"

Hades said with great concern,

"Then the next Chaos can do the same, and the Empire will be in a passive position."

This is tantamount to telling Hades that Chaos can simply choose any key world of the Empire based on its mood, descend upon it to destroy it, violently tear open the veil, no matter how well-prepared its defenses are, and without having to consider how to weaken the veil through sacrifices.

It's open!

“We’ve always been the passive one,”

The emperor raised his hand, still appearing to be in a good mood.

"The reckless actions of Chaos will also deplete their own power. Slaanesh's actions also put his divine position in jeopardy, and the future was altered by the plan of the God of Change."

"So what is the purpose of Slaanesh's surprise attack this time?"

Hades couldn't believe it.

"Get beaten up and then your strength is greatly reduced? Don't tell me he came to me because he really wanted some thrills."

The Lord of Mankind remained silent, his face becoming sacred and serene once more. Hades knew that once the Emperor showed such an expression, it meant that the old man did not know the answer and was trying to gloss over it.

"The Comoros has good stuff."

However, Makado, who had been watching coldly from the side, smiled and said,

“Sane made a deal with the God of Change and was promised the Comoros—but the God of Change cheated all those who made deals with Him.”

This statement was pointed; Hades knew that Makado also had dealings with Wanbiantian, and it was clear that Makado had been sold out this time as well.

But why are they all starting to use riddles again?!

"Slaanesh is in the Comoros now, so what about your plans, old man?"

Hades went straight for the ball.

Macado nodded in approval.

"Then I will follow your plan. This expedition against the Spirit Clan has already depleted a lot of my energy... I'm afraid I won't be able to fight again in the short term."

"The Eldar will organize a counterattack,"

The Lord of Mankind immediately added, "The next attack will be even more ferocious, until we completely annihilate them."

"?"

"Hasn't Makado already wiped out a wave of Eldar? Comoros has also fallen. Can the Eldar rise again in the short term?"

Hades frowned and looked at the Emperor.

The emperor remained calm and composed; perhaps only the ruler of mankind could see the whole truth.

Now that all the players are out of the game, Tzeentch remains firmly in his position beside the chessboard.

With his wisdom and powerful psychic abilities, the Lord of Humanity was able to glimpse the plans of the Lord of Change.

First, Tzeentch made deals with all three.

First, there was Macardo, who was still in the Empire. He promised Macardo the power to fight against the Lord of Mankind, but the price he paid was what Macardo thought was betrayal and profit during the future Battle of Comoros.

In Macardo's plan, if Slaanesh were to be brought into the Comoros as he intended, Tzeentch would surely intervene and cause trouble. Macardo had a backup plan for this, but unexpectedly, Tzeentch was also in contact with Slaanesh, directly disrupting the emperor's plan.

Compared to the four gods who have been playing the same game for millions of years, the newcomer is clearly not qualified.

Secondly, Slaanesh: the connection and tacit understanding between the Chaos beings allowed Slaanesh to know that Tzeentch would be involved in his act of breaking the veil to test Hades.

By peering into the Fate Line, Slaanesh knew that after invading the physical world, his next destination would be the Comoros.

Comoros contains a large number of Eldar souls. Even if one is seriously injured while playing with Hades, one can quickly recover and regain strength through Comoros.

Slaanesh is not afraid of the death gods that would come with the annihilation of Eldar. Apart from Comoros, Eldar have branches in other worlds, as well as a large army of death gods and a troupe of jesters led by Higoki, which are hidden in the Web Path.

The master of desire has thought things through very well...

But between Slaanesh and the Emperor, Tzeentch played another hidden card—

【Laughing God】.

On the playing card, glistening tears welled in the clown's eyes.

The third trader hiding in the shadows.

The Laughing God, Higoki, bowed to the Lord of All Changes, solely to finish telling his final joke and complete the Eldar's revenge against Slaanesh, as a flawed race.

He may have many other ways, but the master of all changes can promise the most ridiculous joke.

Slaanesh will be confined by his own desires, with no buffer between survival and desire. With each Eldar he devours, he moves one step closer to his own destruction.

Unable to command all the spirits, the Laughing God sought out the treacherous and borrowed the Emperor's sword.

Throughout the entire process, the "God of Laughter," Xi Gaoqi, only did two things.

One option is to ally with Tzeentch on the treaty with Macador, providing the Comoros psionic trajectory to interfere with Primarch Conrad's manipulation of opening the entire Blackrock Spire in Comoros.

Secondly, he appeared before Slaanesh, told the youngest queen of his true situation, and brought the entire clown troupe to the Comoros.

At this point, the Laughing God, whom the Emperor believed to be imprisoned by the treacherous, finished telling his joke.

But the Laughing God's joke didn't work. As the master of the transaction, the weaver of fate, and the master of all changes, he played a little trick: the Eldar souls "spit out" by Slaanesh would never be able to recover.

At this point, all three parties have lost.

This also reveals the perverse sense of humor of the Lord of Change. The arrow that the Pale Lord thrust at Slaanesh was provided by Tzeentch for its wind-sensing wings, while the truly pathogenic arrowhead was provided by Nurgle. The toxins from Nurgle will endlessly corrode Slaanesh.

Slaanesh may also be healable; perhaps he will return Aisha to Nurgle, and the merciful Nurgle will consider healing her.

But Slaanesh would never hand over Aisha—even if he ultimately met his demise.

Because this is sin, the master and slave of desire.

So far,

Tzeentch finished his first game.

For this,

The emperor's assessment was that it was a terrible job.

The Lord of Humanity lowered his eyes, his long, curled eyelashes trembling.

He recalled the terrible movies he had watched in ancient times, where niche, artsy creators were always entertaining themselves with their own ideas.

The Lord of All Changes is such an existence. If things can be complicated, then He will never choose simplicity. He plays dirty tricks, takes risks, tries to understand people's psychology, and engages in multi-party games. Before the end, each party thinks that he will be the winner.

But so what?

Neos calmly looked at Hades, who was waiting for his answer.

Even his crimson king knew how to manipulate the ever-changing ruler.

No amount of scheming can compare to a straightforward fist. The reality is that even if the Emperor, Slaanesh, and the God of Laughter—plus Tzeentch—were all tied together, they still couldn't defeat him and Hades in combination.

Oh, perhaps we should make Hades the main damage dealer here.

The Lord of Mankind witnessed the battle between Hades and Slaanesh, and he had never felt so good. If he had truly absorbed faith for ten thousand years, perhaps he too could have made them weep.

But that might have many limitations. Right now, standing before him was a real Hades, and Neos was in a good mood.

He only needs to defend against the final move of the master of all changes.

"Slaanesh will lead Eldar."

The Emperor calmly said that Slaanesh, who controlled Comoros and Aisha, certainly had the right to do so, but Hades in front of him showed a look of extreme fear.

"Things are complicated,"

The Lord of Mankind said, "No need for further words, Hades, do as you please."

Neos is already impatient to watch the Necromancers' space technology attack Comoros; perhaps he should prepare some snacks to accompany the spectacle.

The Emperor saw Hades glance at Macado quickly, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Oh, Makado.

The Lord of Mankind's mood brightened considerably; the arrogant emperor had finally stumbled for the first time on the chessboard of cunning.

It's okay, there will be another time.

This fall made Macardo speak to the Lord of Mankind more peacefully—he may have realized that if he wanted to achieve his goals, he had to stand on the shoulders of the Empire.

This will make the emperor adjust his attitude.

As of now, the Lord of Mankind has realized that the Emperor and Slaanesh have still made one mistake.

Perhaps even the cunning and cunning were unaware of this.

Of course they wouldn't know.

That was his first son, the lion, the king of the jungle.

The lion will never let him down.

The Emperor, in a good mood, muted his microphone. He listened to Hades's question without needing to explain.

If he had Hades' abilities, he wouldn't even need to say a word; he could simply raise his fist and smash it down, and the problem would be solved.

With this card, victory is assured.

He had no intention of explaining Tzeentch's hidden card to Hades; a bad script didn't warrant explanation.

Tzeentch wins?

Look who has become so large, so terrifying, so capable of ignoring the rules.

The situation is great.

"You should learn to relax,"

Neos has already started planning for planets with beautiful scenery.

“I understand the pain you felt being forcibly kissed by Slaanesh,”

In response to being called an offensive term, Neos quipped,

“But you have done very well—go ahead and do it, Hades, if you have any doubts…”

The Emperor remained silent for a moment, then finally decided to trust his good Primarchs.

“You can go and ask Mortarian—the garden’s millennia have shaped him.”

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【small theater】

After Hades left

Mortarian's gaze shifted back and forth between Booz and Black, as if playing a game of spot the difference. Booz felt his smile was about to burst out.

[Are you... the son of Hades who returned with him?]

"Yes."

Blake answered honestly,

Mortarian stroked his chin thoughtfully. This voice... there's no mistake.

He had heard him once in a waaagh.

I've heard your voice before.

"Although I am not sure when we met, it is my honor, sir."