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

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It is Hades' own Black Domain.

From the perspective of the Necromancer Obelisk of Space, these black towers are definitely in a semi-finished state. The activation circuit is incomplete. Apart from the main tower having an incomplete activation circuit, the other black towers do not have activation circuits installed at all, which means that no one can activate these black towers.

But in reality, it's already done.

Hades has tried it; his Dark Domain can conduct anti-psychic energy domains. At that time, the Dark Domain will directly fill the circuitry of the main tower, activating the main tower. At the same time, the vibrations generated by the main tower will resonate with the other Black Stone Towers, thereby generating an anti-psychic energy domain that covers the entire planet.

The reason these Blackrock Spire towers are incomplete is twofold: firstly, Hades genuinely needed to conserve materials; secondly, this measure was to prevent others from activating the Blackrock Spire towers.

A complete Blackrock obelisk, if handled properly, can amplify the subspace.

This step eliminates that possibility, because the Blackrock Spire requires an anti-psychic domain to activate.

Logically, the anti-psychic domains of other untouchables should also be usable, but their anti-psychic domains are too weak and cannot reach the threshold for Blackrock Spire to be activated.

Once everyone on Barbaross has evacuated, we can try activating the Black Tower.

Hades.

Mortarian's voice came through the channel.

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The black ships have arrived, and they're specifically looking for you.

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Hades pushed open the door to the reception room, and the first thing he saw was a tall, silent nun and the Imperial Guard, who were standing in the conference room waiting for him.

The Silent Sister was dressed in black and gold armor of oath. A pair of light blue eyes peeked out from behind the visor of the armor. She was an Arab sister. Except for the long black braid that stood up in the center of her head, all her hair was shaved off, revealing her smooth forehead.

The Imperial Guard was dressed in magnificent golden armor, and he wore a full face mask so that Hades could not see his expression. The scarlet feathers pointing to the sky were like flowing blood, proclaiming the arrogance of the Imperial Guard.

Against the backdrop of the Death Guard's somber white and pale green, the shimmering gold and bright red of the Silent Sisters and the Royal Guards stood out starkly against their backdrop.

On the other side, Mortarian and Garo stood silently, it seemed that they had been silent for a while.

Hades blinked, a scene that seemed familiar, except back then it was Mortarion and Barathim, and now, the Death Guard's former chief commander was asleep in the depths of the Dreadnought, waiting for the day he would be awakened again.

Galo and Vox then took over Balasin's work together.

Upon Hades's entry, the guard who had been standing silently spoke, his loud and resonant voice echoing throughout the room.

Good day, Hades.

Hades was taken aback. In this situation, should he say hello or good day?

Unlike other Space Marines, the current Custodians are all limited-edition figurines personally crafted by the Emperor. In addition to being skilled in combat, these Custodians are also top-notch intellectuals.

This also makes it sometimes feel strange to talk to them.

"Good day."

Hades swallowed hard; he didn't know how to address the person opposite him.

The tall Imperial Guard nodded in satisfaction at Hades' reaction, as if Hades was more pleasing to the eye than the Primarch.

“You may call me Charon.”

Charon, the first name of his long name, represents Pluto's largest moon and the ferryman who crosses the River Styx.

When his master put him in charge of Hades' affairs, Charon realized that it was all part of a predetermined course.

"Now and in the future, I will be in charge of your liaison with Terra."

He will act as a ferryman, carrying messages from Hades to the human world across the long River Styx.

But it was clear that Hades, who was opposite him, did not have a mind capable of actively fantasizing. Ah, his name was Charon, that was the information coming out of Hades' mind.

After listening to Charon's words, Hades nodded, hoping he would continue, to see what the other side really wanted.

"My Lord desires that you hand over Blackstone Technology."

"In a way that does not transmit knowledge."

As expected! They really came to fleece him!

However, realizing that the Emperor was there to fleece him, Hades felt a sense of relief.

But what does the following sentence mean?

Before Hades could react, a sound rang out from Mortarion's direction, seemingly the sound of an incense burner striking armor.

As if sensing the eerie atmosphere in the room, Charon added,

"You are still unconscious, Hades (the god of the underworld)."

What do you mean?

"Except for those without souls, the forbidden knowledge of these alien races will make their souls boil."

Hades sensed Charon emphasizing the word "other race," but the feeling vanished in an instant.

Hades understood!

Everyone understands that if you don't speak up and I don't speak up, nothing will happen.

but.

"Knowledge is like driftwood on the River Styx, but not all knowledge can be used by us."

"For psionicists, this knowledge will be even more unbearable."

"We cannot bring the poison back to Terra."

In other words, apart from those who are not allowed to access these technologies, no one else can even learn them?

Hades suddenly remembered the pained expressions on the faces of the two tech-savvy guys when he crammed them with bits and pieces of knowledge! He had assumed at the time that the studying was making them suffer too much!

Why didn't they tell him?!

What Hades didn't know was that Kirkland and King were willing to risk the burning pain of their souls in order to learn more.

Kirkland, in particular, had a soul that was already thin, so he could actually withstand more.

Fortunately, Hades, for the sake of secrecy, didn't tell them about the more core technology.

If that's the case, then Charon's desire to acquire Hades' Blackrock technology means—

Hades pondered for a moment, then cautiously spoke.

"So I need to encrypt the finished technology I have, and package it into separate parts, before handing over the keys to you. And how do I do that?"

He dismantled Blackrock Spire into its blocks and then gave Charon the method of how those blocks were made and put together.

This is equivalent to Hades directly packaging this fragmented knowledge, like sand, into building blocks, and then teaching them how to build with those blocks; they will not directly access the core knowledge within.

Charon nodded.

"Yes, Terra will not be in charge of this kind of research."

The subtext is that Hades is in charge of scientific research.

"Without alerting the other legions, my lord permits you to conduct small-scale experiments and production."

You know, Hades won't be sleepy anymore!

"it is good."

Hades quickly agreed.

Upon hearing Hades' reply, the Silent Sister beside Charon stirred.

Charon introduced the nun to Hades.

"These are the Black Law sisters."

“The Silent Sisters have heard that you will be conducting a large-scale experiment in Barbarossa. At the behest of my Lord, Blackfa and her sisters will gladly assist you in your experiment.”

"We will stay here for a while."

"At the same time, the Silent Sisters will be in charge of managing the Blackstone technology you entrusted to us."

Hades nodded; the other party wanted to see how effective the Black Tower was, no problem.

However, hopefully this Charon guard won't run into those Greière oil enthusiasts shouting praises of Om Messiah.

One more chapter to go, wait for me to finish writing.

Chapter 181 Hades

People, people everywhere, crowding together, pressed against the observation window inside the star ring.

Most of the workers wore uniforms issued by the factory. Although they weren't exactly dirty, they were wrinkled and covered in oil stains, and looked quite new.

Some people were dressed more cleanly, with the insignia of imperial officials sewn onto the cloth, clearly the attire of servants.

Men and women, young and old, all craned their necks, staring at the planet beyond the window, its faint green hue reflected on their pale faces.

On the Star Ring, all the factories have temporarily ceased operations, and the streets of the Star Ring's cities are deserted.

Almost all the people of Barbarus came to the observation area of ​​the Star Ring. They abandoned their jobs in the factories and their work serving the imperial officials, bringing their wives and children, all to await that historic moment—

The day Barbarossa eliminated the poison gas.

Everyone is waiting.

The towering Barbarus Death Guards were scattered throughout the crowd. They were sent by Legion Commander Mortarion to maintain order, but in reality, the quiet crowd required little management.

Mortalian's intention was not to have these Barbaros Death Guards manage the population; the towering Primarch was already aware of the small disturbances within the Legion regarding Barbaros.

After all, they are Barbarosians too.

The Death Guardians may appear to be on guard duty, but they are actually observing their own planet.

Everyone is watching, everyone is waiting.

People stand in the ring of stars, looking down at this beautiful, green planet, their home.

Hades stood on the wasteland, looking up at the perpetual fog, the prison that held the Barbarus people captive.

The towering black tower stands silently on the vast land.

The moment has finally arrived. The pointer moves to a point beyond destiny, the carefully constructed stage will eventually collapse, and the actor who has been manipulated for so long will walk offstage into the wilderness to begin his own unique story.

Inside a small room within the main tower, Hades stared at a rudimentary screen, above which lights flickered.

Each flash of the red light signifies that a Black Tower is ready, thanks to Ms. Blackfa and the Silent Sisters she leads, who will be responsible for checking the status of the secondary tower.

In the distance, the Silent Sisters stood silently and solemnly in the watchtower beside the Black Tower, conducting a final check on its condition as instructed by Hades.

Soon, all the red lights were on.

Radio waves from Grei came through, indicating that all kinds of machines controlled by the Mechanicus were ready to be deployed as soon as the anti-psychic field ended.

The sages of Greière, along with their ecclesiastical army and mech servants, traversed the densely packed atmosphere of Barbarus, their massive machines suspended in the air by the swarm of shuttles, swaying slightly.

This is the minimum distance that will allow you to avoid being touched by the anti-psychic field.

All the sensors were activated; the sages didn't want to miss a single detail.

Okay, everything is ready.

Hades sighed softly, focused his attention, raised the obituary, blade down, and plunged it into a crack in the ground. The massive blade fit perfectly into the black earth.

This is where the Black Tower's circuit breaks.

The signal to start charging the main tower was sent out.

Above the ring, Mortarion watched Barbarus. The Primarch, unusually tense, felt a surge of poison gas slowly emanating from Barbarus's armor, piling up into a misty mountain at Mortarion's feet.

Vox, standing beside him, remained silent, staring intently at Barbaros.

Hades took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and carefully began to manipulate his dark domain.

The blackness flowed slowly down along the obituary, quickly filling the gap, and then began to flow back in the direction of the return path.

Faint, tiny green lightning bolts began to appear around Hades. These tiny green lights surged irregularly, as if space itself was beginning to crack.

Except for the vibrant green, all other colors are fading, losing their luster, and becoming hollow.

On the desolate plains, a faint green flash pierced through the mist, appearing and disappearing intermittently. The sky trembled, and all the beasts were terrified.

The wild beasts scattered and fled across the wilderness, the flock of eagles flew frantically into the distance, but the pupa at the rear of the flock flew slower and slower.

It fell straight down to the earth.