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

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"I have always admired the beautiful scenery of the Ultramarines' homeworld, Macragge."

Guilliman believed that no one with a brain would say such a thing; his mind was racing as he considered Hades' meaning.

"Perhaps others will only marvel at its abundant resources and excellent culture, but I am amazed by the vibrant administration beneath this beautiful scenery."

Ah, I see. Guilliman understands.

—Motalian seemed to sense something. He turned around and saw the two people who were also indifferently watching Abustu.

"The atmosphere of Abustu will continue to burn for at least one standard Terra week."

Hades winked at Mortarion.

"Perhaps we can finish writing this battle report before it burns out completely?"

[The Ultramarines can be responsible for the main body of this battle report; we have unique insights and experiences in writing battle reports.]

Killieman interrupted,

【Can. 】

Motalian said he realized that perhaps not everyone could fully understand and appreciate Absdu’s current beauty.

He naturally had no illusions about Guilliman, but Hades did reveal his cold-heartedness and cruelty at times.

Hades focuses only on the facts, not on what those facts mean. He cares about other people's reactions to the matter and incorporates them into his calculations, but he himself has no reaction or sentiment of his own.

Just as Hades himself had hoped, Mortarian felt that work suited him best.

Hades, you take charge. Galo and Vox will help you.

Mortarian turned back and continued to admire the howling planet, where the purifying flames ensured that not a trace of psionic filth remained.

After Mortarian turned around, Guilliman gave Hades a look that contained an ambiguous emotion, as if to say, "Is this really okay?"

Hades has dead fish eyes.

That's good, very good, he knew it would be like this.

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Yes, there is a code.

Chapter 284 The Blue-Haired Man's Video Game

Hades decided to put the Ultramarines at the top of the list of "legions Hades wants to cooperate with".

Not only Robert Guilliman, but most of the Ultra Warriors are filled with the aura of "normal people". They can interact and communicate normally, and they do not have inexplicable bottom lines or emotional outbursts.

Moreover, they say what they need to say without suddenly falling silent, and Hades doesn't need to ask them step by step for fear of missing any key information.

And they will help you as much as they can, within their capabilities.

For example, Hades has already quietly copied several of the Ultramarines' daily report formats and acquired a number of Guilliman's books.

It must be said that Guilliman has written a lot of books, and when negotiating with the Ultra Warriors, they would more or less quote from Guilliman's works.

This gave Hades a more direct impression of the blue-and-blue descendants in the original work who liked to quote sacred texts.

But this did not stop him from frantically copying data in the Ultramarines' archives.

Meanwhile, Guilliman was reviewing the materials Hades had given him; the bright and spacious archive was filled with the fragrance of books and knowledge.

A breathtaking masterpiece.

After examining the 3D map of Barbaros repeatedly, Killieman couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

To transform a dead world into a semi-hub world that now teems with fleets from nearby star systems is an idea that is hard for ordinary people to imagine, and a feat that is difficult to achieve.

In truth, Guilliman harbored a slight regret: his brothers were all good people, but when it came to building their home planet, they seemed to hold different ideas from Guilliman's.

Few people even paid attention to post-war reconstruction. Horus only did it to gain more prestige, Dorne was obsessed with architecture itself, Perturabo had an extreme inclination, and others didn't even care about these things.

But now, in a legion so different from the Ultramarines, Guilliman saw a glimmering possibility, a person who shared his ideals—

Hades, within the Death Guard, who proposed the Barbarus Project and was ultimately responsible for its implementation?

Guilliman awaited the answer eagerly, but he seemed to already have a picture of the warrior in his mind.

“Ah,” Hades looked up, scanning the Ultramarines bookshelf as he considered which ones to take, and answered casually, “Me.”

In an instant, Hades felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around abruptly and saw a huge blue man blocking his way.

Hades was so frightened that he almost shoved the bomb gun into Killieman's face.

He swore that Guilliman had absolutely teleported there, without making a sound, in an instant! It was as if he appeared out of thin air!

Hades forced a smile and said in a trembling voice,

"Lord Guilliman?"

The blue man flashed the most radiant smile Hades had ever seen.

Hades, commander of the Death Guard, I think you can narrow down the range of information you're looking for, and the Ultramarines will help you find it.

But now, I want to ask you some questions, about Barbarossa, and about you.

Hades silently wiped the sweat from his brow. He was terrified; he thought Guilliman was going to ask some earth-shattering question.

"Yes, of course."

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"I believe that war is not the goal; development and the ultimate life of humanity are the goals. Therefore, since the legion has both strength and time, it can choose a region to develop."

Killieman smiled and nodded.

Yes, everything now is for the ultimate peace. After the Great Crusade, legions dedicated to war can dedicate themselves to human development, and highly skilled Space Marines can assume the role of guides for human civilization.

Eliman, lost in his bright future, was unaware of the unusual glint in Hades' eyes after he uttered those words.

Hades smiled.

"With the cohesion and appeal of the Legion, we can achieve many miracles that others simply cannot achieve. The Legion is a tool, and its function goes far beyond war."

[Forgive my curiosity, Hades, but I believe you are someone who seriously considers the future. So, in your opinion, where will the Legion go after the Death Guard and the Great Crusade?]

Hades' inner pain mask—no, that's impossible.

In the Milky Way, only war remains.

"Perhaps you can ask our Legion Commander, Lord Mortarion. It is not appropriate for me to answer this question."

Hades chuckled, and Killieman realized Hades' reluctance to answer. With their mutual understanding, the two quickly changed the subject.

They talked about how to deal with those mortal bureaucrats; the oppressive atmosphere of the Legion made how to treat mortals a separate art.

They discussed how to negotiate peace, how to deceive the Empire's tax authorities, how to legally avoid taxes, and how to make the legions' logistics lines more covert and efficient.

They talked about how to deal with Mechanicus, saying that if you want to build and develop, you can never avoid Mechanicus.

Hades was amazed that the Primarch's charisma could also be applied to the oil man, while Guilliman was astonished that Hades knew so much Mechanicus slang and code.

[I remember now, my son from the foundry department mentioned you.]

Killieman suddenly said,

[Your signature is "H", right? That shows considerable innovation and a spirit of sharing.]

Hades waved his hand, saying that the first group of people who went to Mars should be back by now.

"Studying on Mars was boring. It was just something I made myself enjoy. There's nothing to brag about."

But Guilliman didn't think so. He looked at Hades thoughtfully, such a talented person.

But he was the commander of the Death Guard, a position the Legion generally wouldn't send people out for diplomatic training.

So Killieman steered the conversation toward Macurag.

He first subtly inquired about the scenery of Barbarossa, and Hades described to him a picture of a plain farmland, a vast and fertile land, with corn stalks rustling in the wind.

This reminds me of the outskirts of Macurag.

Lush forests, towering ancient castles within the forests, bustling city streets, azure skies, and pristine white streets.

If you want to understand and experience real, complete administration, then you should visit Makurag; it won't disappoint you.

Although Macurag lacks mineral resources.

Killieman began to subconsciously fill in the information about Macurag, but Hades in front of him was practically seeing stars.

No, Hades thought, no!

Macurag is in the Extreme Starfield, which is a vast distance away from them, and the Death Guard's marching route will not deviate from there in the future.

If he goes to Macurag, it will be difficult for him to catch up with the Death Guard by airship.

But that peaceful and idyllic scene

Hades took a deep breath.

"Thank you for the invitation. If the fighting subsides, I will visit Mackrag. Mackrag is indeed a shining pearl of human civilization."

He ultimately refused, and Hades' heart was bleeding.

Working as a forging sergeant in Macragge seems like a great option, perfect for a comfortable retirement, with the only concern being the upcoming Battle of Kos.

When Hades refused, Guilliman didn't bring it up again, but he had already made a mental note of the Death Guard, just as he had made a mental note of Danteok the Iron Warrior.

As long as he can

Next, Killieman and Hades had an in-depth exchange on the topic of star system construction, and the two sides fully exchanged views, achieving a major constructive breakthrough in the conversation.

Even at the very end, Guilliman was still trying to get the Death Guard to stay with the Ultramarines a little longer.

Without exception, all of them were politely declined, although Guilliman could see Hades' pain and struggle.

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Interlude: [Video game, but real-person combat]

(Slightly buff Mortalian.)

As everyone knows, Guilliman has a virtual gaming console, and today he invited Mortarian over to spar with him.

Mortalian would normally have scoffed at and laughed at this kind of game, but because Hades wanted to see some fun—no, to observe the Primarchs in action—he made a deal with Guilliman.

“Motalian, I lost a bet with Guilliman. I have to go to Mackrag for a few years and learn from the Ultramarines.”

Hades, in a somber tone, regretfully informed Mortalian of this good news—no, bad news.

I added a few words, subtly stirring things up.

What a joke! Did Hades not see through Guilliman's intentions?

Naturally, Mortarion went to beat up Guilliman with his scythe.

Guilliman's demand was that he play three rounds against him, best two out of three. If Motalian won, he would withdraw his bet against Hades.

So now, Mortarion is lying in the simulator wearing a ridiculously silly hat, looking like he wants to kill someone.

[Killiman vs. Mortalian, Commentator: Hades]

[Alright, the first battle has begun! We can see that both Primarchs clearly prefer close-quarters combat first! Guilliman and Mortalian have both abandoned deploying their forces and charged directly at each other with their swords drawn!]

[Guilliman is coming on strong! Crimson Blade and Hand of Domination are unleashing a barrage of attacks! Mortalian is only passively resisting; is Mortalian going to lose in the very first round?]

No! As everyone knows, Mortarion is a defensive, reactive fighter; the longer the battle goes on, the more obvious his advantage becomes! After Mortarion deliberately prolonged the fight, Guilliman was already showing signs of fatigue!

Guilliman took a deep breath. Although Mortarion's eyes were full of rage, he restrained himself and never launched an attack. The Lord of Death would only launch a counterattack when Guilliman made a move.

He was even deliberately trading injuries for injuries!

A glint flashed in Guilliman's eyes as he calculated Mortalian's every move.

[Good! We can see that after fighting Mortalian for a certain amount of time, Robert Guilliman activated his passive skill "Observation." In this state, Guilliman will actively learn and analyze enemy information and provide answers based on the enemy's tactics.]

[This is bad! Guilliman seems to have figured out Mortalian's tactics. Guilliman's offensive is getting fiercer, and he's even started trading blows, trying to finish the battle quickly!]

Is Mortarion destined to lose the first battle? And in the subsequent legion battles, can the Lord of Death defeat Guilliman, renowned for his command skills?

[Looking at both sides' health bars, Guilliman has a quarter of his health left, while Mortalian—Mortalian has only a sliver of health left!]

[Guilliman realized it too! He ignored Mortalian's charging scythe of annihilation and swung the decisive sword directly at Mortalian—]

[Ohhhhhh! Mortalian, Mortalian has revealed his second health bar!]