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

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Is he alright?

Hades sat on the edge of the bed, blinking curiously at Blake, who lay on the bed like a dead man.

"Completely unimpeded,"

The pharmacist said sternly, "Black Butcher will be able to swing his axe again in three weeks, and in four weeks he will be able to go to the battlefield on crutches."

"……That's good."

Hades paused, opening his mouth as if to say something, but the pharmacist had already left to tend to the equipment, leaving him and Blake alone in the private room.

The familiar smell of medicine wafted into Hades' nose, it really felt like coming home (?).

Hades looked at Black. Booz had gone to command the battle group and rejoined King and the others. He nudged Black, but Black didn't move.

Generally speaking, this position belongs to Hades.

Hades stared at Black, and after a few minutes, as if remembering something, he took the Magnus Stone from his waist.

Magnus? Magnus?

Hades asked in a low voice. The stone didn't react at first, but then it flickered faintly.

【What's the matter? 】

"Are you ok?"

I can be better if you don't spread your dark energy everywhere.

"Ah—haha, then I won't ask you how you are."

The Magnus Stone flashed angrily.

“Let me offer another suggestion,” Hades said in a low voice, “you know I can’t do this.”

【…】

What happened to those green-skinned people?

"What else can happen if you're dead?"

Hades's inner alarm bells rang, "You're still thinking about the Greenskins...you wouldn't..."

The Magnus stone gleamed faintly.

[I just want to ask, were Tyrannosaurus and the greenskins eventually dealt with?]

Hades breathed a sigh of relief, but he had already decided to take the cleanup of the remaining Greenskins to the next level—Magnus, who had his eye on the Greenskins… Hades had reason to suspect that this guy had developed feelings for the Greenskins.

Hades' black stone pendant at his waist remained silent.

"It's almost resolved,"

Hades replied, “Then we shall return to the human empire—those human worlds you call glorious civilizations. I mean, how can you restore even a little of them?”

[The book, the quiet environment, no darkness, no Hades, no Hades' son...]

"You have one more chance."

【I'm asking you for my other soul fragments now, can you do that?!】

"..."

Hades thought about what he had asked Buz earlier.

He can ask the Grey Knights about this. According to Buzz, the Grey Knights have what appears to be fragments of Magnus, though it's unclear how many there are.

"Not now, but within a year,"

Hades said, “I can give you an answer, little Mag.”

Hades' affirmative answer silenced Magnus, and after a long while,

Have you heard from them?

"There is."

Hades chuckled and said, "My side of the warband, the Sons of Hades, are no pushovers."

"...a mob," Magnus said softly, then raised his voice, "I await your reply then, Negative Psychic Oglin, but for now, do not trouble the great Magnus; I need rest."

If you encounter difficulties—or setbacks, problems that require wisdom to solve—then call upon the great Magnus.

"Okay, little Mag."

Hades said this, and then watched as the Magnus Stone dimmed.

He turned the stone again, and after confirming that Magnus would not pay attention to him, Hades sighed and put the red stone away.

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"You, come with me."

boom! boom! boom!

The entire nest was trembling violently, with rubble rolling down from the dome. The big man with the large fang held a large chopping block and stood tall and proud.

Before the green-skinned warlord, the Bonebreaker, whose leg was pinned down by a pile of stones, gasped for breath, blood flowing from beneath it.

"Wow, that's huge!"

The Bonebreaker sighed, then tore off his clothes, ripped them into strips, ignored the large front teeth, and turned around to tie them to the front of his trapped leg.

"Not planning to leave?"

The large front teeth sensed the Bonebreaker's intention. Greenskin crouched down, looking the Bonebreaker in the eye from its side.

"You have a lot of potential,"

The front teeth said,

"You know, there was that damn green-skinned empire in ancient times. They fought for hundreds of years in the warp, and then they slapped the human empire in the face with a stick after they came out."

The bandages were tightened, and the bone-crusher drew his knife, aiming it at the part of the bone that was being pressed down.

The Bonebreaker chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"You want me to be your dog?"

"No,"

The big front teeth shook its head, and a huge WAAAGH roar erupted! Blood and bone fragments from the Bonebreaker splattered onto its face.

The big front tooth watched as the bone-crusher brandished the knife in its hand.

"I just want every green-skinned creature to spend its life happily in the big waaagh. I can see that you have great potential, you just need a mentor—what's that guy called—to guide you."

“I used to be a coward too,” said the big-toothed man. “It was Hades who enlightened me, and you need enlightenment too.”

"Pooh!"

The Bone Crusher spat out a mouthful of saliva, then staggered to its feet, picked up a piece of fallen iron bar, and aimed it at the severed end of its own leg.

"My fucking benefactor is a fucking old gunslinger! Get lost—WAAAAAGH!!!"

The iron bar pierced right into the broken bone, becoming the new prosthetic limb of the bone-crusher.

It hurts, it really hurts.

The Bonebreaker was panting. He heard Old Cannon Eye's footsteps. This human could have just blasted it to death with a cannon, but he still came over.

"I'll fucking have a good fight with that old gunslinger first, then I'll fucking shoot you in the head!"

The big front tooth shook its head.

"Looks like you rejected the Underworld."

"Then there's nothing more to talk about, let's go."

The big front tooth turned and left immediately. The big mag behind it kept turning back, but it still obeyed the big front tooth's command and began psionic teleportation.

Frost climbed up, and the row of front teeth disappeared.

"You wouldn't take it in, yet you spared its life?"

Big Mag asked in surprise, but the man with the large front teeth simply shook his head.

"...There's no need for him...His benefactor is an old fogey...stubborn and incorrigible...He doesn't even realize that I'm the one who's met a benefactor."

Big Maggio nodded in agreement, but he knew... this was probably just a kind gesture from his front teeth.

The one who broke the bones raised his knife, the tip of which slashed the ground.

It was already beyond repair, its blood almost dried up, and it was leaning on a cane.

Before it, the old political commissar who led the team to break through into the very center of the nest was staring at it.

Old Pao's eyes were as old as could be, his face full of wrinkles, all he needed was a cane.

"Why don't you fire a shot at me, you old gunslinger?"

"The Bonebreaker said disdainfully,"

Arek chuckled.

"...You cunning Bonebreaker, how can I tell if you're dead or alive without seeing your actual body?"

Arek held out his hand, gesturing for the soldiers to step back.

"Today... I've come to see you off on your final journey to the underworld."

Take care of yourselves, everyone. There's a lot of flu going around lately, and my classmates are falling ill one by one.

Yay, it's gone!

Chapter 598 [47] [The Unfortunate Mortarian]

(Note: This is written in the first person.)

"..."

"died?"

Broken bricks and tiles, a scene of utter devastation, the colossal sage moved slowly forward, his golden robes billowing as he swept past one corpse after another.

Beside him, a female sage with a slight smile on her lips, wearing metallic high heels, curiously surveyed the battlefield.

The final siege has ended, and the Bonebreaker's army has been completely wiped out.

"died."

Kim said calmly, his screen showing Arek standing in front of them, and the green-skinned corpse lying on the ground.

The old political commissar was standing there, his back view imposing and awe-inspiring.

The blood that had stained the ground had long since dried.

"All dead."

"Why did you send him? We could have just killed the Bonebreaker."

"Arek is too old."

Kim said, "There's not much surplus value."

The sage Belinda glanced again at the two corpses in front of her.

"Booz will blame you,"

she says,

"The Orks in the Octarius region have not been completely eradicated, and the military needs personnel who understand the Orks."

"He didn't dare."

Jin stepped forward, cleaned up the battlefield, collected research data, and retrieved the bodies.

Belinda followed along, helping Kim finish her work as quickly as possible.

Both corpses present were of priority D2 and should be dealt with by the Sage himself.

"I know, you've just softened your heart again."

Belinda said with a grin, "There are many ways to prolong life."

"Show some respect to the deceased, you brat."