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

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“By the way,” Booz suddenly said, “Father, would you like to add some special effects when you descend later? I strongly suggest you do some—please don’t make your entrance like an ordinary Primarch.”

Hades's wandering thoughts about Barbarus were abruptly pulled back.

"Huh? Special effects?"

He said somewhat awkwardly, "No... we don't need it."

However, Buz stared at him seriously.

“You need me, my father.”

"unnecessary."

"you need to."

"unnecessary."

……

No need—

[Okay, it's just special effects, right?!]

Magnus suddenly roared, "[Negative psionic Oglin, stop lowering your image! Stop arguing with your brat! I'll handle this! -- Are you going to use that same special effect that fooled the greenskins last time?!]"

Deceiving the green-skinned people.

Booz's gaze toward Hades suddenly became meaningful.

Hades coughed awkwardly twice.

“Thank you for your kindness, Magnus—but I’ll do it.”

Hades laughed a few times and persuaded Magnus, who couldn't stand it anymore, to go back. Perhaps the Primarch didn't understand why Hades, who had performed the miracle in front of the Greenskins, was unwilling to do it again.

Hades still felt that this behavior of flaunting his strength and flexing his muscles was a bit awkward.

But—well, he does need it.

With a violent jolt, their Thunderhawk landed, and through the cabin, Hades heard the long, powerful horn sound, echoing in layers.

"Are you ready, my father?"

Booz stood in front of the hatch and said flippantly, "Welcome back to the Empire. I've chosen the best planet in the Empire to welcome you back."

Before he finished speaking, Buz flung open the hatch, letting in blinding sunlight that outlined a gleaming gold line on his armor. Mingzi, gripping his Macragge-style scythe, boldly and proudly jumped out first.

"Long time no see! Calga, you look even older!"

Boozle's cheerful shout rang out as he strode towards the Ultramarines commander, who was standing to greet them, and gave him a warm hug.

The crowd cheered when they saw the Imperial hero, Booz Bella, jump out.

Buzz raised his hand dramatically, responding enthusiastically to the crowd. Behind him, surging darkness slowly seeped out of the hatch.

"My dear fellow countrymen! The hardworking and hospitable people of Makula!"

Buz shouted, completely ignoring Karga, who had a dark expression on his face behind him.

"long time no see!"

Buz bowed deeply, and the crowd erupted in even greater cheers.

Buz raised his scythe.

"I have brought you a great gift—a distinguished guest! You will be the first to witness a miracle, rejoice!"

The uproar was deafening!

Calga watched as the cultists from remote areas of the five hundred worlds, summoned before him, nearly fainted.

Above the pitch-black Thunder Eagle of the Underworld, darkness still surged, but it was in no hurry to fully reveal its true form.

Hades clung to the hatch, looking at the cheering Buz in front of him. What could he say?

If a kid wants to show off, you can only let them.

As the cheers subsided, Buzz's expression turned serious. He slowly lowered his hand and gestured for silence.

The sound faded away, and suddenly, only the sound of the wind remained on the wide platform.

Buz stepped to the side in a military stance, turned at attention, and gave the Eagle Salute!

As if receiving a signal, Calgary immediately ordered the ceremony to proceed as rehearsed, cursing the damned underworld child in his heart—but then, his attention completely drifted away—

Heavy yet crisp footsteps sounded, and the true night fell. Darkness slowly descended, completely shrouding Him. It was as if He was radiating darkness, the deep darkness being His long and trailing cloak. Step by step, countless silver stars rose up.

At a glance, everyone would know that this was an absolute heavyweight – people stretched their necks, dumbfounded.

……

Mountains strung together by tall, beautiful city walls, mountain streams flowing with clear water, flat, wide squares and streets, crowds of people dressed in nice clothes, children holding hastily made toys...

This is what life is like.

Hades sighed and stopped in front of Calga.

Like removing a hood, he dispelled the darkness.

“...As expected of Macurag.”

Hades smiled and waved to the crowd, "I am honored to be here in such a beautiful world."

No one responded to him.

Most people are temporarily in a state of shock and silence.

"No, no, it's not awkward," Hades said, forcing a smile. He looked at Calga, squatted down, and extended his hand.

"I am Hades, and it is an honor to be here in Macurag."

Booz, who was standing next to Calga, quietly kicked Calga—luckily, Calga was wearing a cloak today, which blocked his movement.

Welcome to Macurag!

Calga suddenly gripped Hades' hand.

"Ultraman Legion, Commander Marius Calgar—Welcome!!!"

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Let's go...Vox...

On the edge of the garden—get out—escape—run—you can do it—you can do it, Vox, run! run! run!

An endless, stagnant existence lunged at him, wanting to leave His beloved being in this filth. No, absolutely not! Since Mortarion ordered Vox to go out and support him, Vox must fulfill his mission!

He lifted his foot and staggered laboriously. The mist that Mortarion had summoned around him thinned, and he had to leave Nurgle's territory before it completely disappeared.

The decay within him continued to erode Him, and Vox's will began to blur. He wanted to remember Hades to give him faith and power, but in the ten thousand years of silence in the Nurgle realm, that figure had long since vanished, and he could not even recall the appearance of his former comrade and guide.

He futilely reached for the anchor point Mortarion had given him: a half-cracked stone that could be used to anchor him to Hades' location.

He needs something else to support him to keep going.

Vox gritted his teeth. He recalled his training on Barbarus, Mortarion, and the countless battles fought for the Empire against humanity… and the endless battles that followed… and a junior who appeared out of nowhere…

Hey! Old Deng!

Anger welled up almost instinctively, a completely different emotion from the garden, unlike calm, despair, or hope... anger.

Vox gained the mood to fight against the garden.

He continued forward, trying to recall Karas's sarcasm and inaction, Buz's laziness, and how he always ended up doing the work!

He's going out—he's going out—to teach that brat who called him an old man a lesson back then!

Waa... Vox suppressed the urge.

Dragging his crippled body, Vox strode forward.

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Hades decisively declined the invitation to speak reserved by Calgar. After a brief meeting with the excited Hades believers, Hades practically scrambled out of the public place.

He seemed to understand further why Mortarian disliked crowds; their large size meant they stood out like Oglins, and everyone liked to glance at them.

Led by the Ultramarines, they entered the fortress on the Crown of Hera. It must be said that Booz was practically an Ultramarines himself. After exchanging a few words with the slightly slow-reacting Kalgar, Booz volunteered to be Hades's guide in Macragge.

They walked through the Ultramarines' corridor, Hades admiring the beautiful view of Macragge behind the stone walls while listening to Boots ramble on about Macragge's history.

"Is there any place you'd like to visit first?"

Booz asked,

Without the slightest hesitation—"The Temple of Purification," Hades said, "I'm going to see Guilliman."

He heard the sudden quickening of the heartbeats of the Ultra Warriors around him.

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This differs slightly from the reality in the original timeline.

Hades stared at the heavy coffin before him. It was not made of transparent material; shimmering gold was meticulously engraved on the sapphire blue material, and pure white light shone down, making the place peaceful and serene.

At the foot of the coffin were countless burnt-out candles and white flowers—the same kind as the flowers Hades held.

These were two bottles that Buzz had casually picked from his own display case before they came in, and handed them to Hades as a gift.

Hades silently held the flowers in his hand—he had no need to give flowers, because Robert Guilliman could not possibly be dead; it was absolutely impossible, the death of a Primarch was extremely rare.

Standing silently before the coffin, Hades quietly, cautiously, and prudently ventured into the darkness—

The dark domain seeped in layer by layer, and to Hades' surprise, one of the inner layers of the coffin was made of black stone material that strongly repelled the subspace, completely blocking the subspace's gaze from entering.

This level of psionic isolation is only possible within the innermost part of the Death Guard, where the technology and materials are available.

Finally, Hades's dark domain penetrated to its innermost depths, and he received an answer that was not surprising to him at all—

empty.

It's completely empty.

He slipped away unnoticed; Killieman himself was not present.

Hades breathed a sigh of relief. He casually bent down and placed the white flower on it.

So where did Killieman himself go?

Hades turned his head and looked at Calgar, the venerable warrior who was gazing solemnly and sorrowfully at their father's empty coffin... It seemed these Ultramarines were unaware that their father was not there.

Where can Killieman go?

Hades thought he needed to ask the Ultramarines.

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The result, naturally, was that there was no result...

Hades sat in the Ultramarines' comfortable reception room. Calgar, who had just been negotiating with him, had already gone out to calm down. The Ultramarines' commander was still somewhat incoherent, whether it was Hades' arrival or the news that Guilliman was not in the Temple of Purification that shocked him more.

Calgare politely offered to let him go out and have a meeting with the other Ultramarines.

The Ultra Warrior activated his Meeting skill.

Hades, of course, allowed it.

So, sitting opposite him on the sofa was Buz, who was lounging around and munching on snacks.

"Didn't they try opening the coffin to take a look?"

Hades said that beside them, the huge, hanging Makula flag was gleaming in the golden light.

Boots shook his head, and said with a hint of mockery,

"The temple maintenance guide left by Lord Guilliman did not include the option of opening the coffin."

That was a convincing reason enough, and Hades fell silent.

So he took two more Macurague snacks to eat.

"How is my father, Macurag?"

Buz laughed and said that once they arrived in Macurag, the kid was like a fish in water.

Hades hesitated for a moment, then swallowed what was in his mouth.

"Very good,"