After successfully killing the alien lord Lazar, Hades did nothing for once. He just lay there and rotted away. Ahem, no, he lay there and actively healed his wounds.
Except for a few deep wounds which were still green and yellow and had not healed, the other wounds had stopped bleeding and formed scars. In addition, the arms and hands that were slightly fractured by the huge force had also recovered well.
Hades was basically in a state of exhaustion right after the battle, with his ability to take care of himself reduced to zero. On Mount Morava, it was Mortarion who carried him down.
After that, he was thrown into the centralized simple hospital in the territory. However, rather than a hospital, it was more like a large barn converted into a place to store the wounded. Villagers who had received medical training would take turns on duty on a voluntary basis after finishing their farm work every day.
Hades was naturally placed in a small corner, after all, everyone was annoyed when they saw him before.
Although people subconsciously hated him every time, the medical staff with a strong sense of responsibility still treated Hades very carefully.
Herrera was worried that Hades would not receive more careful care, so she visited Hades several times before, and each time she came, she brought her homemade "snacks" -
Hades was also very curious. There were scarce resources on Barbarus, and the food materials that people could normally use were quite limited, mostly wheat and white corn. But how did Herrera manage to use such simple ingredients to make such exquisite food that tasted different every time
After most of Hades' wounds had healed, Herrera simply took Hades to her and her sister's cabin, and the two took turns taking care of Hades.
Hades had almost recovered in the simple hospital, but the food from the Herrera family forced him to spend a few more days to fully regain consciousness.
When the fractures in his hands and arms were almost healed, he fled from this dangerous place as soon as possible.
Of course, before leaving, Hades cooked for Herrera’s family. He saw Herrera’s sister almost cried while eating...
Stop abusing your sister...
After returning to his remote little cabin, Hades packed up briefly, then sat down at his work table and began to meditate.
When I was recuperating from my injuries, I had made some simple guesses, but due to anemia and poisoning (food in the later stages), I had not been able to reorganize my current information.
This battle with Lord Lazar made Hades realize something.
Hades unconsciously touched his chin with his hand. Perhaps he had always ignored his special physique and simply attributed it to his bad personality.
But, is it possible that Hades is an untouchable
Currently, the most powerful direct evidence for this conclusion is the sudden weakening of its psychic power when fighting the alien lord Lazar, and the sudden disappearance and backlash of its psychic power.
If he is an untouchable, then a lot of things become self-evident - why do people subconsciously hate him, especially the psyker Typhon's hatred for him is very obvious
—Why any complex mechanical equipment would break down whenever he touched it.
The answer is simple, he is an untouchable.
But why didn't this untouchable trait appear when he was young? Could it be that this physique will grow with him
Hades closed his eyes and carefully recalled the battle scene with the alien lord Lazar. Frame by frame, the scenes emerged in his mind. He replayed them over and over again...
The splattering blood, the crackling white flashes, the strangely fluorescent stones.
Then, he “saw” it!!!
The images in my memory suddenly began to distort rapidly like a faded old picture. With that strange stone as its center, Hades' world was fading and collapsing—
He was suddenly standing on the winding path on Mount Morava again, Lord Lazar was screaming at him in a twisted voice, everything seemed to be in slow motion, he watched everything around him darken, turn black and white -
In addition to the crackling white light of psychic witchcraft and the stone with a green ominous aura,
And another cluster of flames suddenly appeared under the green stone.
In the end, everything including the senses disappeared, and rationality seemed to be nailed down. Hades could not think and could only act on instinct.
Hades felt like he was floating in the void, as if there was something tempting right in front of him in space.
He wanted to step over and reach those beings, but he found that he seemed unable to move.
But those things were... tempting, and Hades felt like an empty dark crack, and he needed some of that light.
He clawed at it like a drowning man.
An unknown amount of time passed, but as Hades gradually focused his will on the perceived light, his position changed—he felt himself transforming.
He felt himself stretching forward, and the lights seemed to tremble, to scream—they were afraid, but Hades had no senses, so did they really have any
Hades first successfully submerged the shining white light, and then he greedily drove himself to extend himself towards the direction of the green light.
He subconsciously grumbled in dissatisfaction, but without giving it any more thought, he followed the same method and submerged the green stone.
However, just as he completely swallowed all of this—
Hades was instantly alert. In that secret great garden, at the end of the river that flowed with immortal pus all year round, in the crumbling old mansion standing on the edge of the world, next to the dilapidated crucible of endless pus, something seemed to be looking over.
He disturbed His dreams.
Disrupting His play with future toys.
Without any hesitation, Hades pulled himself out in an instant. He seemed to have suddenly fallen in front of the work desk in a sitting position. The huge reality squeezed Hades, and he held his head and slammed it on the table with a bang.
Hades, stimulated by the sudden return of his senses, was dragged out of a dark room where there was suddenly no sound at all, and thrown into a crazy disco filled with screaming and vomiting.
His brain was shaking, Hades held his head, his whole body twitching uncontrollably, the convulsion was so severe that he fell straight off the chair, sobbing and roaring on the ground.
Mortarion, who was discussing the terrain with the captain of the observation team, suddenly looked up from the strategic map and looked into the distance with a frown.
A chill ran down my spine.
He felt like some higher being was watching him.
The leader of the observation team looked at Mortarion.
"My Lord, what is the problem?"
Mortarion blinked, making sure there was nothing wrong around here.
It might be an illusion.
A voice sounded in his heart.
Is this really an illusion
"nothing."
Mortarion whispered, "Continue reporting."
When Barbarus was halfway through his long night of climbing, Hades, who was twisting on the ground with his head in his hands, finally calmed down.
Hades propped himself up on his elbows and couldn't stop taking deep breaths.
Now he felt it.
That was the subspace just now.
In the warp, Hades is a tear in the void, slowly and inexorably devouring all light.
Every time he swallowed a little light, the black hole grew a little bigger.
He...his previous actions...alarmed ■■.
No, no, he hadn't felt that way when he'd devoured that Lord Lazar - the stone, the stone!
That stone is ■■'s return gift for Lord Lazar's sacrifice!!!
grass!!!
Hades felt better. He wiped the sweat from his face with his hands and forced himself to sit back on the bed.
He looked at his hand. After absorbing the spiritual energy of the stone, his originally tiny hole suddenly became larger. Now he seemed to be able to feel his own emptiness.
This ability was too weak before, and Hades couldn't even sense it, but after absorbing the spiritual energy from the stone, this power grew rapidly!
He could feel a part of him screaming at him to accept him.
He will be…complete.
But is all this a conspiracy of the subspace
The projection of the Untouchables into the Warp is similar to a black hole.
The protagonist is similar to the setting of the untouchables
(End of this chapter)