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

Chapter 805 [247.] The Blue Man

The best thing Guilliman has ever done in his life is to seize the throne of the Lord of Mankind.

Only in this matter did Mortarion think so, even though he still deeply hated Guilliman.

He still had too many unanswered questions, but the person who could answer him was long gone.

But now... he has another chance.

The fire crackled in the room, and Mortarion had finished his story.

A sad, wrong past.

He looked at Hades who had stopped eating across from him. The King of Hell had a heavy expression on his face.

[Mortarion] was surprised to see Hades with a good appetite. This was the wish of many of them, but now, it only reminded him that this Hades was not the one he was familiar with.

Just like a funhouse mirror, the reflections in the two destinies are not exactly the same.

But even so, Mortarion still felt heavy.

"That is to say...I was finally buried in Barbaros."

Hades said in a low voice, his brain was spinning rapidly, this was entirely possible, the only difference was whether he met Mortarion at that critical juncture.

If he had not met Mortarion on Barbarus, which led to his failed escape - fate would indeed have flowed that way.

But even so, fate still has the ability to correct itself, and the opportunity lies in the first and last meeting between the Emperor and Hades.

As long as the Emperor is willing to treat Hades, there is still hope.

But the Emperor did not choose that.

……

Hades couldn't help but think of the conversation he once had with the Lord of Mankind - outsiders. The Lord of Mankind and the Four Gods promised to wipe out all outsiders.

But back then on Barbarus, the Emperor saw a human with high investment value who could help his Fourteenth Son conquer the entire planet, that is, Hades.

Therefore, he chose to bring back Hades and started his plan.

Hades remembered clearly that at the beginning, the promise made to him by the Emperor and Malcador was "one of many plans, not even the most important one."

But after this... it was clear that the fate of the empire was now deeply tied to Pluto.

There's nothing I can do, he's developed too well.

But...looking at it this way, there is a high probability that he was destroyed in the hands of the Emperor due to a single thought.

It is not ruled out that the fate of the [Lord of Mankind] on the other side is different from his.

[The Emperor did not choose to save him in the end.]
Mortarion's eyes glowed brightly.

But why did you survive?
He wanted to say Hades, but the overly strong Black Domain prevented him from doing so.

Hades smiled gravely.

"Perhaps the human masters on both sides are different... There is another possibility that I was just lucky in the beginning."

[Good luck...]
Hades could feel that Mortarion opposite him seemed to have countless questions and words, but in the long silence, he only told stories about the past. He seemed to want Hades to say something or comment on something.

But Hades knew that no matter what he said, it would hurt Mortarion in the end.

He couldn't say, ahahaha, I was saved because Mortarion landed earlier than Barbarus.

"I think I was actually relieved at the end,"

Hades pondered for a moment and said cautiously,
"Nakre was killed by the Barbarus - to be honest, this was my only dream at the time, and I am sure that I would be willing to sacrifice anyone for this goal."

is it?

[Mortarion] thought about it, but he could never get over that day. After that day, he gained the legion, power, money, and status, but he could no longer laugh from the bottom of his heart.

And now... the only consolation is probably that they really did it at that time.

[Mortarion] did not want this to become Hades' one-sided comfort to him, as this would only highlight his weakness and desire for help.

He stated these - perhaps just to tell this Hades that the [Hades] in his world was no worse than him, that [Hades] really existed - he also hoped that more people would remember that [Hades].

Perhaps he did initially break down a bit when approaching the Black Realm, but after recounting his past, [Mortarion] regained both his pain and his strength.

Apparently, the silent Hades opposite him was still thinking about how to comfort him, but Mortarion didn't need words, he needed action -

A sharp knife, a curse... anything, but not words.

He would not admit that he himself wished Hades to say something, and he regained his footing, clinging precariously to the fact that the two Hades were different.

At least there is a huge difference between the two Hades in appearance.

[Mortarion] could not ponder whether the two Hades were the same person, otherwise he might collapse and become weak again.

[I have another question.]
[Mortarion] breathed, and he decided to ask a question that had been bothering him for thousands of years, which would also serve as an introduction to a new topic.

[Why are you... and him in my destiny... obsessed with Robert Guilliman? He once told me that he thought Guilliman was better than me.]
He saw Hades' eyes suddenly widen.

...............

Fuck fuck fuck, how should he respond?

Hades' mind was in a mess. He couldn't say that Guilliman, the blue man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, built Macragge like a paradise - who wouldn't love it?

"first……"

Hades coughed and felt a chill on his back, but he didn't know why.

Just think of it as being cursed by the God of Food because you didn’t finish the snacks on your plate.

"I think the Guilliman in the two destiny lines are not the same, but I think I am the same image as the other Guilliman in my memory - that is, Robert Guilliman in my world. With this premise confirmed, I think I can answer your question."

Opposite him, Mortarion was silent. Hades could feel that the Primarch was thinking.
In fact, Hades' words exposed a problem, that is, why he and his other self knew Guilliman in advance, and it is still a fixed image that will not change due to changes in the world line.

But Mortarion remained silent, motioning for Hades to continue.

Hades coughed again. This seemed to be the first time he said why he liked the Ultramarines. In fact, the Blood Angels and the White Scars were also good.

"I think my ideals overlap with Guilliman's. We both value humanistic care and morality. We also value objectivity and reality, and do not fabricate or distort facts. We both believe that improving productivity and building a better home are the pursuits of our work."

[Humanitarian care?]
Mortarion muttered to himself, as if he had heard something funny.

[The lord of the empire here... is a person with humanistic concerns?]
"Exactly."

Hades nodded and remembered the information Dorn had given him before. It seemed that the [Guilliman] on the opposite side was probably a StarCraft player with no sense of morality.

[......]
[Mortarion] wanted to express his opinion, but he couldn't say anything. He seemed unable to imagine such a Guilliman.

But he also understood...why Hades would prefer Guilliman.

Hades blinked and looked at Mortarion who was in deep thought, thinking that he had fooled the question. But...

Mortarion frowned.

[Don’t I have any humanistic care and morality? Or am I another person who doesn’t pay attention to the construction of productivity.]
Oh hoo.

Before the word "finished" came out of Hades' mind, the cold sweat on his back was concrete -

Less than a nanosecond after hearing the footsteps, a huge sickle was thrown in from outside the door!

Break open the door, bang!

? ! ! !
Hades and Mortarion both stood up immediately. The innocent little table between them had been shattered to pieces, completely crushed by the huge sickle.

Hades observed a second of silence for those innocent pastries who died tragically.

Hades turned his head sharply and looked towards the door.
White mist poured in from the gap in the door, and the blazing fire was immediately extinguished. Then, a golden insect eye glowed coldly from it.

【Your mother.】

Mortarion said, his slender limbs stretched out from the gap in the door and climbed into the room. The alien slowly leaned in, and its white helmet was still stained with blood from the battlefield.

[Guilliman, Guilliman again...]

The sound of gnashing teeth came from the Primarch's mouth.

[Hades—I should have painted my armor blue—and what are you doing, my other self?]

Mortarion was already fully standing in the room. He seemed to have released most of his psychic energy. The towering Zerg alien arched his back deeply, and his arched spine had already touched the ceiling.

"Ahahaha, Lao Mo, you're here."

Hades is extremely magnanimous.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time but I can't see you. I'm going to come and see what's going on."

【…】

[......]
[Mortarion] was shocked in his heart, he realized that Hades was far more cautious and meticulous than he had imagined, and he might have misjudged him.

He originally thought that this would be a rough killer.

【Didn't Guilliman tell you to wait?】

Hades blinked innocently. He decided to protect Guilliman, but not completely.

[He didn't tell me anything, so I came here on my own.]

If he said that Guilliman had persuaded him to come - then Guilliman was doomed.

Guilliman...

Mortarion sneered in his heart, he would never believe Hades' words - the truth could only be that Guilliman instigated Hades to come here - although he didn't know what kind of person Guilliman was, he understood what an emperor who was willing to take any matter into account was like.

[…Give me some time, Hades, I want to talk to myself alone.]

Mortarion emphasized the word "himself". He stared at Mortarion coldly, and he also smiled, without any fear, and even with a hint of provocation.

Hades blinked and glanced at the reactions of the two Mortarions in the room. He knew that the conversation could not continue, but at least he got some information -

The other self died on Barbarus, and the butterfly's wings may have set off a storm from then on, as well as the emperor on the other side...

Hades thought that the emperor on the other side was in big trouble, and if necessary, he needed to get more information.

"...Okay, you guys chat first, I'll go to the kitchen."

Hades slowly, slowly backed up to the door, then carefully opened it. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then quickly opened the door and left the scene.

The door was opened and closed quickly, and the debris in the hole on it shook, and then fell to the ground with a click.

[Mortarion] smiled politely. He liked to see his angry face. It seemed like a kind of victory - proof that his life was not too bad.

Almost at the moment when Hades left their sight—whoosh! A violent storm arose!
Mortarion suddenly attacks! The monster in the fog swings its scythe in an instant!

The next moment, the cold and hard texture of the sickle pressed against Mortarion's neck.

[Mortarion] was not afraid at all. He smiled and raised his eyes. A huge shadow completely enveloped [Mortarion], who had just transformed into the size of an ordinary Primarch in order to face the Black Domain.

There was no light in Mortarion's eyes. He exerted force with his hands, and blood oozed from the neck of the rebel, causing the chain on it to glow.

You think this is funny, don't you?

[Isn't it better than being a dog under Guilliman?]
But unfortunately,

Poison gas gushed out of Mortarion's gas mask, directly onto the pretty little face of the First Rebel.

The corruption that Mortarion had imagined did not occur.

[You are still Guilliman's dog - and I am a hero of the Empire.]

[I'm only warning you once - stay away from Hades. You have countless people to ask for information, why are you looking for him? Guilliman, Finus... I can even find the Emperor for you.]

The word Emperor sent a shudder through Mortarion's soul, but he showed no sign of it.

[I'm only warning you once... Stay away from him. You killed the hope of the empire in your destiny - and now you want to make up for it? ]

The teeth of the sickle bit deeper and deeper, and blood flowed out.

[make up?]
Mortarion chuckled, and the next moment, his body suddenly swelled and swayed! It was like a ball of fire - it was randomly fueled by countless fierce fuels.

[Hehehe——Is this the only ambition you can imagine?!]
Hades has left, and the territory of the First Rebel has unfolded almost instantly. Only in front of Guilliman and Hades, Mortarion is so small, but in front of others, he is the First Rebel.

The raging sea surged, and countless giant, shiny fish rolled on the seabed. Their huge figures swept across the dark sea surface, as if they would jump out and attack Mortarion in the next moment.

Mortarion stepped back, scything himself to resist the onslaught, and looked across to see the swollen monster.

The bone helmet was turned black by the burning for thousands of years, and three kinds of light ignited on his helmet, burning him continuously without stopping.

A green-faced, fang-covered mask appeared on the face of the chief rebel, and countless dark tears flowed from his turbid eyes.

[destroy,]
[All I want is destruction! Ho ho ho - destroy that old world -]
The First Rebel rushed towards Mortarion and easily knocked him down, and they both drowned in the bottomless sea.

[And all you need to know is...]
Mortarion's voice became gentle again. He took off his poison mask and stretched out his hand, intending to put the mask on Mortarion's face.

[The boat sailing to the new world will only carry the winners.]
"Lao Mo?!"

Hades's shout tore open the psychic realm, and true darkness rolled up. Mortarion opened his eyes wide and was shocked to find that he was back in the previous room, still standing in the same place.

Hades was standing in front of the door that had been completely destroyed by violence, with the dark domain spreading out from under his feet. Behind him, Guilliman was running towards him.

[I'm sorry, but we just have a little conflict.]
[Mortarion] stood in the corner of the room farthest from Hades, and in the most physical form, humbly apologized to Hades and Guilliman who had rushed over.

Mortarion realized that the Arch-Rebel before him had far more experience in fighting Primarchs than he did.

(End of this chapter)