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

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The star sector alone, with its sunken Ork and Tyrannical fleets, was already an astonishing sight. The floating scrap metal and flesh in the void... even stained the stars red from afar.

But for the human empire, this might be good news.

This means that the alien races within the Orctalius star system have been greatly weakened. Booz and Political Commissar Arek judged that it was precisely because the power of the Orks and Tyranids within the Orctalius star system had been greatly reduced that the Bonecrushers chose to enter the star system immediately.

Booz remained silent, his political instincts and military intuition telling him that the war between the Greenskins and the Terrans, who had almost exhausted all their forces, was not simple.

Given Tyrion's habits, waging a war of attrition with all his might... that's absurd.

At Buz's insistence, the advance team managed to capture some greenskins... However... the words spoken by the aliens shocked him even more.

Booz remembers that he, Kim, Kirkland, and Commissar Arreek watched the green-skinned creature in the torture chamber together.

The green-skinned creature said...

"WAAAAAGH!!! For the sake of Death touching his face!!!"

Buz, who was drinking tea, spat out a mouthful of water. At that moment, time seemed to slow down. All that the Prince remembered was that he knocked down Commissar Arek with a rather ungentle speed, and then immediately ordered that part of the Commissar's memory to be erased.

Kirkland's somewhat resentful voice came from the side.

"You weren't very respectful to him just now, this son of Hades?"

Booz coughed and watched with concern as the medic led Arek away.

Only the golden pen stared intently at the green-skinned creature, the pixels on the sage's face pulsating.

After a long silence, Jin slowly spoke.

"My Lord has become involved in the conflicts between these foreign tribes."

Booz nodded, but an even more ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart like dark clouds; he always had a premonition that he was going to hear something extremely bad.

Sure enough, next, from the mouth of a green-skinned creature, Buzz heard an even more shocking truth.

"..."

The three stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"……so……"

"My father..." he swallowed hard again, "...personally played the role of an Ork, building a Greenskin Empire to weaken the Tyranids?"

He almost felt dizzy; this was nothing like what his predecessor, Karas, had mentioned in his letter—

Even the wildest, most outrageous fantasies wouldn't include this one; he was already prepared to see a monster made of metal and darkness—

But now the facts tell him that the father of genes he was wary of and vigilant against is playing the role of a green-skinned and black-skinned creature.

? ? ? ! ! ! !

Booz felt a little breathless for a moment. The Son of Hades took a deep breath, trying to understand the mysterious words spoken by the green skin again.

He simply couldn't imagine... if the Empire knew that Hades was leading the Greenskins in war... just the fact that Hades was actively helping the Greenskins develop... even the most lenient Inquisitor would resolutely call it heresy.

Almost subconsciously, Booz began thinking about how to help Hades cover up this matter. This kind of thing absolutely could not be spread, not only by the conservative High Lords, but also because this matter itself was challenging the bottom line and laws of the human empire.

If this gets out, it will not only face fierce opposition, but also inevitably attract imitators, which is not a good thing.

But compared to Booz, who was already sweating profusely, the remaining two mechanical sages seemed much more rational.

"Relax,"

Sensing Buz's nervousness, the wise man Jin spoke slowly,

“Praise be to Hades! We still have room to control this, and... our Lord has succeeded! The Tyranids have been destroyed.”

Buz wanted to say something, his words rising and falling several times before he swallowed them back. Finally, he gave an awkward laugh.

"I understand where that whimsical atmosphere in the warband comes from."

"It just takes a lot of effort from the judges."

"You were once the regent of the empire, and now you are a hero of the empire."

Kirkland said nonchalantly, “Don’t tell me you haven’t handled similar cases before—but these are minor ones.”

"The important thing is that we need to go find Him!"

“Even alien races know to worship Him as a god, so what are we self-proclaimed believers doing? We’ve failed in our duty, utterly and completely failed in our duty! What are we still cowering for? After our inaction, He even personally stepped in to resolve the crisis!”

Kirkland shook his head, sighing and scolding.

"Why aren't we moving now? I could tolerate your cowardly caution before—but now, you have no reason to delay any longer, Kim! You brat! If you don't move now, Faos will go alone!"

Kim gave a :D and said, "Shut up, Kirkland."

Kim Physician shut up Kirkland, and the Great Sage looked at Booz, awaiting Booz's decision.

Booz remained silent; Hades' actions had disrupted his previous mental preparation... A green-skinned Hades... By Death's grace...

As Buz internally reflected on his situation, he reviewed the current intelligence.

Now within Octareus, the most threatening army has been annihilated, and the Bonecrushers have turned their attention back to their own forces.

Furthermore, he knew that Hades was the founder of this green-skinned empire.

Buz pondered for a moment,

"Send troops, advance!"

The son of Hades said, “Send a portion of the army to Arek to hold off the Bonecrushers, and we will bypass them and go directly to Hades.”

Kirkland let out a muffled cheer.

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……Hungry……

……eat……

In the silence, the alarm beeped.

Hades slowly opened his eyes. The clarity after his nap made him feel even more tired. In the dimly lit room, Hades saw the Greenskin Guard lying on the ground.

Hades blinked, his mind becoming sluggish, just like when he had just woken up. Seeing the green-skinned creature, Hades seemed not at all surprised.

……Hungry……

The piercing alarm blared past his ears, and Hades stood up in a daze. He walked to the door and pushed it open—

He saw corpses everywhere.

The various instruments, left unattended, were blaring warning lights, their red and yellow glows flashing in unison. In the distance, the building, now devoid of my mental support, was collapsing with a deafening roar.

The blinding sunlight shone directly on his face. Hades squinted, looked up, and saw the sky above the crashing Tyrannosaurus Rex.

boom! boom! boom!

The earth trembled, and Hades looked up into the distance, following the tremor.

As far as the eye could see, he saw the green-skinned ancient junk rushing towards him. A giant green-skinned creature stood atop the junk, shouting towards the command center.

"Boss—!!! Are you alright?!"

Hades opened his mouth, and before his eyes, darkness spread beneath his feet.

Don't come any closer!

Hades raised his arms high, waving and shouting.

"don't want--"

boom! ! !

The green skin above Gu Juji's head fell down, and Gu Juji seemed to lose control and collapsed.

Dust billowed up, and the loud crashes of the bio-pods hitting the ground sounded like machine gun fire. Hades stood still, watching the Tyranids crawl out of the bio-pods and begin attacking each other.

In a daze, Hades returned to the afternoon when he had just woken up.

He seemed to have lost control of his hunger for a while at that time?

Hades slowly raised his hand, and silvery metal solidified into a giant scythe in his hand, with tiny arcs of electricity rising up.

He is hungry.

Yay! That's it!

Chapter 588 Hunger

"Losing control is always a terrible thing."

Kim said it was like seeing off a traveler from a money exchange. He stared at Buz, and in the distance, Kirkland hummed a tune as he ran toward the ship.

“I know,” Booz said. Kim would stay and fight the Bonecrushers with Arrek, while making sure Arrek didn’t see any strange greenskins.

Jin shook his head.

“You are all children,” the Mechanic said. “You did not experience that event… Kirkland was on a pilgrimage in the galaxy at the time, and he did not see it either.”

Booz's eyes were unfathomable. He was still immersed in the shocking reality of his father, Genesis, transforming into a green-skinned lord and leading the greenskins in a massive war.

"...The Lord of Paleness?"

Booz whispered the name, and a meaningful ellipsis appeared on Kim's screen.

"That experience..."

Mortalian's first loss of control...

Dim, long, foggy corridors, desolate corpses, corpses, corpses, corpses, corpses, corpses, corpses attacking each other, the death of the soulless, monsters in the fog going out of control and sacrificing themselves, the death of Morag, Karas being stopped by Vox, the death of the silent Morag, the cry of death, the awakening of the Pale Lord...

...A surge of regret and lingering fear, like the crashing waves of the ocean, the final struggle before falling into the abyss...

The Primarch, revered by billions, is nothing more than a prisoner of the Warp Authority.

After that, the Pale Lord no longer focused on construction. He had more urgent things to do. His own condition was deteriorating. He was being tainted, swallowed up, and driven by power, instinct, and desire, losing his memory, personality, reason, ideals, and original intentions.

Jin thought that Mortalian would never want to experience the feeling of being out of control.

Jin said slowly, "Let the Pale Lord tell you himself, but I believe you may experience another one..."

King paused,

"A miracle, or a calamity?"

Jin shook his head. "No matter what, you have to experience it for yourself."

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boom! ! !

Tyrannosaurus crashed into the Greenskins' building, sparks flew, smoke billowed, and the massive, bloated building slowly collapsed, sending up plumes of black smoke.

The swarm roared, struggling and tearing at each other, trampling over the silent corpses of the greenskins, completely abandoning discipline and driven by the most primal instincts. They bit each other, with hunger always being the primary driving force.

He was hungry.

The essence of life is to devour.

...devour...devour...devour...

Whispers rang in Hades' ears, gentle and alluring, as if resonating from the depths of his soul.

Unfortunately, he had no soul.

The driving force of life comes from eating.

Hades' long, menacing scythe dragged on the ground, lightning swirling violently around his sides. He slowly raised his other hand and removed his hood.

The darkness dissipated, revealing his pale and sinister face.

The tyrannical beast roared and charged at him, its scythes cutting through the full moon with a rustling sound!

……hunger……

He could endure fatigue, he could endure illness, he could endure endless responsibilities... but he could not tolerate hunger.

This was the first hardship he had to endure since coming into this world.

That perpetually barren Barbarossa...

Three years of famine, and corpses of the starved littered the land.

………………