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Chapter 353 Hades was in despair, but not completely.
"Why do I ask for nothing?"
Finally, a slightly more relaxed voice sounded, seemingly indicating to Hysen not to be nervous.
Haisen answered his god, trembling.
"Lord Om Messiah, to be able to wage holy war with you has already fulfilled our lifelong wish. How could your devout followers dare to ask for more?"
He lowered his head, feeling the adult's eyes narrow slightly, and a slightly questioning voice sounded.
"...So, to you, I am your reward?"
Hysen sensed something was off about that statement, but he dared not question Om Messiah, so he quickly replied...
"To be able to serve you and accompany you is the greatest blessing; we ask for nothing more."
“That is good,” Hades said. “I thought you were without desires, wise man. There is no such thing as a true perpetual motion machine in this world. Even the god of all machines cannot understand a machine that can run forever without fuel. I hope you understand this.”
Hades paused for a moment.
"Don't blame yourself for any mistakes in your words. What's your name, Great Sage from Zarem?"
Heisen felt as if the burning gazes of the sages behind him were about to pierce through him.
"Haisen, sir, my name is Haisen."
"it is good,"
Hades paused briefly, seemingly in thought.
“I give Zalem the trust to forge the world. My true name is Hades, but a true name has power, and I do not wish you to use it unless absolutely necessary.”
Hades did not want this forging world to automatically connect to the Dark Domain while praying, and this act would damage the soul. If the mechanical sages continued to pray as frequently as breathing, they would die within three days.
Hades patiently waited for the sages in front of him, who were caught up in a new wave of euphoria, to calm down, which gave him two minutes of cooldown time.
Once Hysen's thought process was finally ready to resume, Hades continued speaking; two minutes was enough for him to come up with a decent explanation.
These sages have already witnessed the Emperor's apparitions and the Nightbringers, and the power of Khorne still lingers on the earth. Hades can inform them of some more fundamental rules, which will facilitate Hades' subsequent actions and also serve as a warning to the sages in advance.
After all, this world of forging is located on the edge of a great vortex.
"Gods act according to the rules and concepts that bind them, and even false gods are cloaked in this guise."
Hades spoke carefully, thanking the Martian Jordanian sage for pressing his head down to recite doctrine. Hades then recited a prayer.
"Om Messiah descended to earth; He is the god of all machines acting on behalf of humanity, and He governs wisdom and truth—"
"That's right, Hysen, do you understand?"
Hysen's logic engine automatically analyzed the words for him, and he understood everything, trembling. Hysen spoke, his voice low and uncertain.
"Sir, do you mean that the path you walk is one of truth and wisdom?"
Hades nodded; he knew these sages would automatically ignore it.
“You’ve forgotten the most important point, Hysen.”
"Haisen, I am the agent walking among humans..."
"Therefore, I act according to the rules of humanity."
From now on, whatever Hades says, he can shift the blame onto humans.
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Hades sat silently outside the corridor. On the other side of the door opposite him, a large-scale family reunion was taking place. This was the third group of World Eaters to rush in and meet the Primarch.
Hades had originally planned to take advantage of the momentum he had just gained from deceiving the sages and finish explaining his plans in one go. Unfortunately, he also realized that the sages' thought processes were really about to give out, so Hades had no choice but to let the group of sages go back and calm down.
Hades remembered that the Great Sage Hysen had almost collapsed from excitement, and he had instinctively helped him up. Then, through the porthole, he saw the sages he had sent back seemingly ganging up on the Great Sage in a dark corner.
Hades silently looked away. He shouldn't be able to kill anyone, and the sages knew that changing the contact person was not a good thing.
He had already figured out how to deal with these sages. Since they considered it an honor to serve the Om Messiah, Hades would point them in the right direction, disguised as a command.
For example, try to dig up graves as much as possible—no, visit the home of the space undead; or strive to develop your own forging world and become the dominant force in the Vortex; or... develop some interstellar travel methods that don't involve warp space.
Space Necromancers do have a way of traveling purely based on the physical universe, but that's on the premise that their passengers are strong enough, while humans obviously cannot withstand the space Necromancers' grueling way of traveling.
Hades slowly tried to extract some wisdom from his mind, and he did find some fragments, which he could then give to the sages—but it was far from enough.
Just like knowing that computers are made up of chips, but first they need to know how chips are made. But even if they know how chips are made, without the right processes and materials, they cannot get the final product.
Interstellar travel based on the physical world involves the application of thousands, even tens of thousands, of fundamental principles, as well as unimaginable technological and material requirements, the establishment of production lines, the selection of minerals, and the training of workers...
Hades can only tell them the nonsense that a computer is made up of a CPU, graphics card, motherboard, memory, storage, and power supply.
Perhaps Hades shouldn't have made things difficult for them; he should have chosen a more achievable goal.
However, in reality, what one thinks is closely linked to reality.
The reality now is that Hades is "temporarily" unable to leave the vortex.
Because he lost the Emperor-brand finger bone black domain suppressor, the miracle Hades had hoped for—the finger bone flying out of Angron's mouth—did not happen.
Hades wiped his face wearily.
He temporarily suppressed the image of the half-digested finger bone flashing inside Angron's stomach, while the Emperor would probably be experiencing a VR-style immersive gastroscopy (hopefully not a colonoscopy). He decided not to think about these things and leave the pain to others.
Although he may, possibly, perhaps need to take some responsibility for this matter.
However, Hades believed that the main responsibility did not lie with him, and he also actively took remedial measures afterward.
Unfortunately, he still couldn't find that little finger bone.
Ordinary X-ray vision techniques are ineffective against the Primarch, and Hades obviously cannot directly attack Angron.
The Primarch shouldn't... go to the toilet. Hades didn't find anything like a "Primarch toilet" on the Death Guard or the World Eater, and in his past interactions with Mortalian, he had never seen the Primarch say he needed to use the toilet.
Hades suddenly realized that no wonder he had always felt something was off; it turned out that Mortalian had never used the lie of going to the toilet when he tried to avoid paperwork.
It's a pity that taking time off to defecate used to be Hades' specialty.
Becoming the Primarch and possessing an enviable 100% digestive capacity also cost them a perfect excuse to take leave. Perhaps that's life; you gain some things but lose others.
You gain something when you lose something. For example, after realizing that the final grave of that finger bone was likely Angron's stomach, Hades immediately sent Charon and Blackfa to the Emperor to ask what to do. He lost two capable assistants, but he also gained a long-lost peace.
Hades simply wanted the Emperor to respond quickly.
He also hoped that the Emperor would not send the solution along with Macado.
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Chapter 354 Hades is still struggling
Hades placed his hand on the door panel, watching the last batch of World Eaters depart. Even Rock, who should have been still unconscious, woke up at the last moment and struggled to come and visit the Primarch.
Although Angron acted as if he wanted to visit Rock.
Hades was not present at the reunion of Angron and the World Eater, leaving the World Eater some space to avoid awkwardness for both sides.
To be honest, after this battle, the Devourer of Worlds has fully accepted Hades, so Hades' move was somewhat unnecessary.
Hades watched slowly as Kahn helped Rock away. The two world-devouring men, top-notch warriors, looked like some kind of old men supporting each other... They had indeed experienced too much in a short period of time.
Once they had finally disappeared from sight, Hades snapped his fingers lightly and leaned against the door, watching the servants push the food cart into the room.
Following behind the servant, Hades also walked to Angron's bedside. He casually pulled up a chair and sat down, ignoring the stains on the sheets that looked like tear stains.
He looked at Anglong.
Angron... seems very sad?
"...Angron, are you alright?"
Hades asked hesitantly, while picking up a strawberry cupcake from the food cart and handing it to the Lord of the Red Sands. Angron's eyes were slightly vacant, and he subconsciously took the cake.
I never realized... how heavy their grief was.
Hades grabbed something to nibble on, then checked Angron's health status again.
"Perhaps it's because you can now perceive emotions without being angry?"
Hades said casually, but Angron shook his head slowly and firmly.
Hades stopped eating; he suddenly became serious.
"What did you sense, Angron?"
Angron stared at Hades, and to the Primarch's dismay, he could no longer sense any emotion in Hades—not just sadness, but other things as well; even the tiny fragments were invisible.
This is why Angron lost his composure when the first World Eater, Cain, entered. The immense grief and joy simultaneously overwhelmed the Primarch's fragile brain, leaving him with absolutely no time to process it.
The son of the mountain suddenly realized that he could sense the emotions of others.
A strange yet familiar feeling overwhelmed Angron, reminding him of his distant past and the things he had done to other gladiators in the blurry, distorted arena.
...Angron remembered; he heard the cries from the depths of those souls, and he soothed those wounds—a power he was born with.
This is... an ability bestowed upon him by the Emperor.
After the Butcher's Nail stopped functioning completely, he regained his abilities.
Angron looked at Hades thoughtfully. The Primarch tried to sense Hades again, but apart from being a little tired, he still got nothing. Hades looked at him in confusion, seemingly beginning to worry that something was wrong with Angron's mind.
This shouldn't be...
Anglong couldn't understand this situation, but he quickly let it go. After all, compared to his past memories, he could only passively perceive the other person's emotions now, and he couldn't even control them.
Even slightly intense emotions would make Angron uncomfortable.
[When the World Eaters entered,]
Anglong paused, then spoke uncertainly.
[I can hear the emotions in their souls... Is this because of the connection between the Primarch and his offspring, or is it my original ability?]
He watched as Hades slowly opened his eyes wide, and Angron added, speaking frankly, "..."
But I can't see you.
Hades knew that, compared to the berserker in the original story, Angron before the nails were driven in was actually a half-psy-powered Primarch, and the Son of the Mountain had shown his talent in this area.
After the nails were driven in, the blasphemous creation, which was extremely averse to psionic energy, also caused Angron to lose his talent.
How could Angron begin to recover his psionic talents so quickly after the nails lost their effectiveness?!
Hades opened his mouth slightly, once again astonished by the Emperor's Primarch technology.
"Perhaps this is your talent, Angron."
Hades pondered for a moment before speaking.
"However, Primarchs usually form a mental link with their offspring. You can call a crew member over to try it later."
"As for me……"
Hades spoke slowly,
“Your talent may be related to psionic energy, while I suppress psionic energy, that’s all.”
Hades paused, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, before finally managing to utter a single sentence.
"Angron, stop trying, I can feel it."
Angron laughed a few times and looked away from Hades.
I'm just curious what you're thinking, bro.
Realizing that Angron was alright, Hades took a bite of cake and mumbled something indistinctly.
"Hmm... I'm thinking about how to avoid being punished by the Emperor and Macado."
[My father and Makado?]
Angron raised an eyebrow gruffly.