My Life as A Death Guard

Chapter 110: 101 As long as you learn, you won't die

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Mars.

The existence called "Hades" has completely driven the Technical Sergeant Base on Mars crazy!

"Uhhhhhhhhh!"

guillotine!

Hades directly grabbed Manning's neck, who was already in the duel cage for the third time, and used his arms to strangle him!

Manning rolled his eyes and scratched Hades, trying to break free.

But unfortunately, Hades pressed down like a mountain of meat, not giving the wolf any chance to escape.

When the wolf finally gave up struggling and kicking him, Hades slowly breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his hand.

The completely exhausted wolf Manning was completely motionless this time.

Hades stood up, panting, and glanced at the audience.

Below the stage, technical soldiers with unclear faces were either sitting or standing, but what was the same was that most of them had signs of injury on their bodies.

Everyone present had an indescribable and wonderful expression on their face.

"Anything else?"

Hades wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was so hungry. Fortunately, when he was on Death Guard, the pharmacist Leo gave him an injection.

There was silence in the audience and no one answered.

So Hades went down in a daze and headed straight for the cafeteria without giving it any more thought.

However, what he didn't know was the whispered conversations among the Techmarine after he left.

The new Ultramarines looked at the wolf that had just rushed up and got beaten up, and spoke cautiously.

"Is Senior Hades so strong?"

Several newly arrived Extreme Warriors looked at each other and tacitly took Hades out of the category of "nice guy who is easy to talk to".

Ultramarines Servius spoke slowly,

"Maybe he didn't want to be so high-profile before."

It is clear that this Death Guard had always been a kind person, a good-tempered technical sergeant.

But which technical sergeant can get the Primarch to come and visit? !

Moreover, Servius had always classified Hades as "capable of fighting" before, but his performance just now could no longer be described as "capable of fighting"!

Defeat the Wolf Mannin three times, plus three Iron Warriors, one Imperial Fist, four Warhounds, and one Luna Wolf.

Oh, and there are two Ultramarines.

Servius still felt a dull pain on his back from being thrown from behind. He could still vividly remember how Hades had used the size difference to disarm him and pinned him to the ground.

To be honest, it doesn't feel good to be forced to the ground and rubbed.

Especially when the opponent is very heavy.

Servius would never admit that he had secretly calculated Hades' energy consumption and deliberately attacked him after the opponent had no strength left.

But it was obvious that everyone had misjudged Hades.

That guy. That guy was definitely hiding in the previous duel cage.

Such a terrible power gap, and Hades's skillful use of body weight to save energy in the last few rounds.

Not to mention the amazing endurance!

Although Hades' skills and combat power can be regarded as "first-class" in everyone's eyes, his amazing endurance is absolutely unmatched!

I hit fourteen in a row!

What's more, the others were holding weapons, but Hades was unarmed.

The first five people all fought Hades with the mentality of "You were pretending to be stupid before".

But things took a subtle turn when Hades disarmed the Sixth Man with his bare hands.

When Hades knocked over the tenth man, they already knew why the Primarch of the Death Guard went to find Hades.

Even if Hades didn't come to Mars, he could still become the Legion Champion!

Except for those soldiers who were still wailing for their legion's primarch in their hearts, some people had already started thinking.

The Luna Wolves were the first to recall that their learning progress before Hades seemed to be the fastest among them.

A quick learner, skilled in combat, with extraordinary endurance, and a unique relationship with the Primarch of his Legion -

How could such a person not reveal his true colors? !

To be honest, in each legion, just one item alone is enough to make you famous.

However.

The Luna Wolves silently watched Hades' receding back. Except for the Wild Wolf who was still unconscious, the other technical sergeants were also watching Hades leave.

Who on earth is this person

Everyone present had decided to list Hades as the most notable Death Guard connection they knew of so far.

But some people are still sighing about the Primarch of their legion.

I have to say, comparing yourself with others will make you angry.

Except for a few legions, everyone was a marginal figure in the legion. Now suddenly a very powerful Death Guard technical sergeant appeared.

Someone has already decided to build good relations, although Hades had a good relationship with the technical sergeants before.

But some people will have to suffer for a while.

The saddest ones? The saddest ones are of course the Iron Warriors and War Dogs.

Hades skillfully opened the concentrated nutrient solution and poured the pungent-tasting nutrient solution directly into his mouth.

"Are you coming again?"

He grunted as the bitter liquid entered his stomach.

The Iron Hand opposite Hades panted and shook his hand. Hades blinked and let him leave the duel cage.

He threw the bag away again, and the robot servant picked up the nutrition bag again.

This potion was originally meant to be diluted and drunk, or injected, but Hades developed a new way to drink it—

That is to drink it directly.

Hades doesn't have the time or energy to dilute the concentrated nutrient solution with water. Please, he's super busy right now.

Since his last meeting with Mortarion and Malcador, Hades realized that there was no time to waste.

No, no more paddling!

He had to return to the legion before the Battle of Galaspa and plan the next steps.

Time waits for no one.

This is also the direct reason why he is so crazy now.

Hades began to study the technical sergeant's courses day and night. Although he was now able to learn anything at a young age, he still could not withstand the endless amount of tedious knowledge.

When Hades gets tired of studying, he will just drag someone to the duel cage.

The good news is that everyone was very enthusiastic and wanted to go to the duel cage to beat him, but without exception, they were all pinned down and beaten by Hades in the end.

There were also Extreme Warriors who suggested that Hades use specific weapons to fight against him, using Hades as a sparring partner, and Hades readily agreed.

Of course, Hades swung the greatsword as a stick that time.

Seeing that the Ultramarines had taken the lead, the technical sergeants of other legions did not hold back and proposed other duel rules.

Hades agreed to them one by one.

But apart from sparring time, they seldom saw Hades. Hades was usually absorbed in his studies and directly replaced meals with nutrient solution.

This is in stark contrast to his previous image of slacking off whenever possible, padding around whenever possible, and gossiping whenever possible.

For this reason, other technical soldiers also complained privately, but in the end they all came to a consensus -

"If it was their own Primarch who came to find them personally, they would definitely be crazier than Hades right now!"

In addition to studying and fighting, Hades also found time to visit the Kirkland Sage several times.

Kirkland Sage's laboratory is simply shocking

Countless alien technologies were piled up in different categories, some human bodies were twisted in incubators, and strange fluorescent lights flashed in the dark space.

Sage Kirkland stood in the center of the room, welcoming Hades.

The sage no longer had the composure he had shown earlier, his blood-red robe hung down, and he disappeared into the darkness.

Hades felt speechless. Who had wanted to use him as a paper before

He selectively ignored the nutrient tanks containing human bodies and chose to follow the sage to see the alien technology.

Well, most of them are technologies of some small races. Hades took a quick glance and didn't feel that there was anything worthy of attention.

It's just an unorthodox practice or the product of petty motives.

There is no value worth digging into.

But when they reached the end, some small bits of debris that were obviously accessories caught Hades' attention.

After obtaining the consent of the Kirkland Sage, Hades picked up the black trinkets and thought about it.

No, these ornaments were only crude imitations, but the material... Hades felt like he remembered something.

Those feelings were fleeting.

Hades carefully lifted up the trinket, a black necklace carved into the image of a bare hand holding the sun, with some scriptures engraved on it.

This. This is not what it was originally like.

The race that produced it would not have carved it like this.

Hades thought for no reason.

"Where did you get this from?"

Hades looked at Sage Kirkland.

"Another sage who studies engines. I made a deal with him and asked him to keep these ornaments that he was going to destroy."

"Why, Lord Hades, what do you mean?"

These were exchanged by Sage Kirkland from another sage. The sage detected a faint anti-psychic field on these tiny ornaments, so he exchanged them back.

But later it seems that this is probably the inherent characteristic of the black stone material. The rough workmanship has no trace of technology at all.

"Can you find the specific origin of this ornament?"

The light in the eyes of Kirkland Sage flickered.

"It may be difficult, but sage, I can do it too."

However, in fact, Hades waited for several years before he received news from the Sage of Kirkland.

Hades then looked at Sage Kirkland's other inventions.

Among them, the portable psychic detector caught Hades' eyes. At the same time, Sage Kirkland is also developing a detector to identify untouchables, although this instrument is not very reliable at present.

Hades automatically skipped over the technological attempts of the Kirkland Sages to clone the Untouchables.

Not feasible.

Knowledge whispers in Hades' ear.

Although the sage was still trying hard to draw a jar of Hades' blood, Hades sighed and finally agreed.

Maybe it will work

But Hades still prefers inorganic technology.

After a brief tour of Sage Kirkland's technological collection, Hades told the Sage to mass-produce the portable psychic detector that he planned to equip the Death Guard with.

By the way, I took away a copy of the Sage's Untouchable Detector.

After Hades successfully modified the detector and took it back, he was almost knocked down by Sage Kirkland on the spot, but that's another story.

Finally, Hades looked at the hesitant Kirkland Sage and realized that there was no way to escape this matter.

"Lord Hades, can you use the Anti-Psychic Field on me again?"

"Don't conduct with weapons, my wetware and hardware can handle it."

"grown ups?"

Hades resigned himself to his fate and held out his hand.

Endurance.

The Primarch's return from Terra caused some ripples in the previously stagnant Legion.

But these ripples quickly disappeared in the silent atmosphere of the Death Guard.

Standing at the strategic analysis podium, Mortarion looked at the Legion's exercise report with satisfaction.

The hissing of the breathing mask sounded.

The Death Guard marched silently on the training ground, with the sound of gunfire and scythes cutting through the air rising and falling.

Whenever there was a casualty, his comrades would tacitly fill the vacancy.

Yes, there is no appointment or dismissal of positions in the Death Guard. When the previous person dies in battle, the person selected in advance will immediately take over his position to avoid unnecessary impact.

Mortarion was also pleased with the preference for special training in heavy infantry.

The establishment of the Death Guard's think tank, the Undertaker, is also underway. Although no new psychics have joined, the think tank's behavior and special psychic powers have been adjusted.

Rather than attacking, the Undertaker is more inclined towards defense and providing support to the main force against psychics.

The Death Guard's Commissar and Gravekeeper, Mortarion, didn't pay much attention.

He was not very optimistic about this new and strange military branch.

Most of the gravekeepers were veterans, whose identities were confused and disguised, and who were dispersed into various companies.

Mortarion thought about it and let Barasi and the others experiment on their own.

Although he specifically reminded Vox to follow them.

Mortarion is the commander of the legion, but that doesn't mean he has to be involved in any details of the legion.

Appropriate delegation of power is his indulgence to them.

But let's just leave it to Hades, after all, it was he who proposed to establish the gravekeeper.

Mortarion picked up the next piece of information and thought silently.

The clarion call for the Imperium to order the Death Guard to join the Great Crusade is about to be sounded.

In the distant star field, Galaspa was spinning silently, the huge nest pointed straight to the sky, and billions of slaves died in groans.

Barbaros.

[Not feasible.]

The Bio-Sage was standing beside a corrosive river, arguing with his colleagues.

[You can’t purify directly, this will directly destroy the entire ecosystem!]

[All we need to do is to eliminate all the local organisms, and then cultivate the soil and atmosphere of this planet again, making it an agricultural planet, and that's it!]

[This is the home planet of the Primarch, you want to die?!]

[So how else do you want to change?]

[All ecosystems here have completely adapted to this environment!]

Incredible, totally incredible ecology.

Although they had seen many worlds corroded by toxins, no planet had ever been as outrageous as Barbarus.

Plants that are completely impossible to grow and animals that completely violate the laws of evolution.

How do those goshawks filled with pus fly, and how do those plants rooted in toxins produce fruits with low toxicity

The biological sage's logical computing system is boiling.

Here's a joke:

Extreme star field.

Tzeentch was laughing, but unfortunately Guilliman's psychic energy was either zero or negative, so he heard nothing.

Mars roll, the end!

(End of this chapter)