Gray and dilapidated, the ruins silently bear witness to everything.
The bright red blood flowed down the shining sword.
Drop by drop, it accumulated into small puddles under Hades' body.
This sword definitely carries anti-coagulant potions and other toxins.
Hades half-knelt on the ground, clenched his teeth, and stared at the visitor in front of him.
The knife pierced his first heart directly, and Hades could feel the hot blood gushing out of his body.
The damage was enough to be fatal, but it also put Hades' life on the edge of a cliff.
The artificial brain membrane began to slowly and irreversibly initiate the suspended animation process.
Hades' pupils constricted, and his strong willpower delayed the process of faking his death.
"Don't sleep, dear."
A brass gun was slowly placed against Hades' neck, with a slight force, as if threatening.
The pure black leather and the plaid fabric with bright red and bright green contrasted with each other. The strange light fluctuations caused by the visual interference field made the corners of his clothes emit fluorescent blue arcs.
"Hello, the Predestined One. I am His believer, and I only come to follow the flow of fate and the future."
A huge and funny smile is clearly visible above the strange mask.
Hades certainly knew what he was—
The clown of the Eldar!
The Eldar, once one of the overlords of the Milky Way universe, also had a glorious and blissful era.
With highly developed technology, extremely surplus productivity, contentment with the stability of their existing fields, and the protection of many Eldar gods, the Eldar were once the most extravagant race in the galaxy.
However, after a long period of peaceful and happy life, the Eldar's desire for a more peaceful life became more and more intense.
Under high technology and absolute stability, they began to pursue their desires.
The entertainment that can stimulate the senses and satisfy the madness of desire, the decadent trend gradually swept the entire elf race.
However, fanatical and unrestrained play and indulgence that slides into the abyss will eventually bring about catastrophe.
Amid the sounds of unbridled desire among the entire Eldar, more and more accumulated emotions began to form an entity in the warp.
The First Cry tore through the barrier between the Warp and the physical universe, and Slaanesh took control.
The four largest seats in the subspace finally welcomed a new owner.
The birth of Slaanesh directly tore apart the extremely prosperous Eldar Empire. Since then, a small number of Eldar have been living separately, no longer having their former glory.
And the clown.
When the Eldar are about to fall into the abyss of desire, there are always a few who are sober, and the cunning and sober Harlequin is one of them.
They believe in the Eldar god of laughter, Sigochi, and on the eve of their downfall, they use comedic performances on stage to satirize the Eldar's ugly indulgence.
Under the leadership of Sigochi, most of the Harlequins escaped the world-destroying disaster caused by the birth of Slaanesh, and have since hidden in the intricate webways, never to appear in the light of history again.
But on the dark side of the stars, beneath the brilliance, clowns with powerful prophetic abilities are still active on the stage they have built.
But for humans
Hades gritted his teeth and stared at the smiling face. Adrenaline and other stimulant drugs began to be slowly injected into his power armor.
The aliens will eventually be destroyed!
Hades, whose heart was pierced, suddenly jumped up. He used his left arm to block the gun against his neck. The bullet cut through the air, whistling!
Hades, who was already in a dying state, never expected that he could suddenly stand up. The clown opposite him immediately jumped away, trying to avoid the attack.
Harlequins prefer to avoid attacks rather than accept them.
At the same time, gunshots rang out, but Hades, who had anticipated this, deflected the shot with his heavy shoulder armor.
Hades followed with a series of fierce chops, and the speed of each chops increased!
Chop, pick, hook!
The sharp sickle tore through the clown's clothes, and blood fell in beads from the air.
For the first time, Hades hated himself so much for not putting some poison on his scythe.
However, with the sudden and violent movement, Hades felt the blood gushing out to fill his chest.
"cough!"
His speed slowed down, and finally he slowly came to a standstill.
Hades used his sickle to hold himself up and prevent himself from falling again.
He can detonate a bomb here.
Hades' consciousness became increasingly blurred, but he still held on and waited for his opportunity.
On the opposite side, the clown who was originally performing according to the established script had his rhythm disturbed and became silent in anger, no longer performing those ridiculous and exaggerated performances.
As if there was a problem with the performance, other behind-the-scenes staff also went on stage to check the situation.
[He is the Predestined One, and we cannot allow him to act in a way that is inconsistent with the prophecy.]
[Different means change, let’s end this quickly.]
The clown shook his head in dissatisfaction.
He stepped in front of Hades again, but this time, he kept his distance from Hades.
"Hello."
He spoke again.
"We are not your enemies."
Ridiculous and ridiculous!
“Inspired by Him, we are here to pass on advice for you for the future.”
"Please believe in the prophecy."
A sigh-like voice began to echo, and a set of cards appeared in the Harlequin's hand.
He drew a card and flashed it in front of Hades.
＋What should you believe in? Humanity. ＋
＋What should you avoid? You should be of the same kind. ＋
The blue card surface glowed, then turned gray.
＋What do you want? You should ask for nothing. ＋
＋What do you not seek? You should seek what you do. ＋
The red card flashed by, the card turned over, and chaotic colors flashed by.
Then the clown opposite Hades tried to draw the third card from the deck, but he acted as if the card was firmly held by the deck, and he waved his hand violently, and the card fell directly to the ground as it was drawn.
A two-sided pure black card was held high by the Joker, who was lying comically on the ground.
＋When you feel your left ear itchy and your right ear a little painful, just run, the faster the better. ＋
Something completely inconsistent with what was said before—
Then the Joker turned over the card, and it was still pitch black.
＋Bon appetit. ＋
After saying the last sentence, the clown rolled over and jumped up from the ground.
He bowed magnificently and dramatically to Hades.
A clown seemed to throw some kind of healing spray at Hades, and after ensuring that Hades would not die, the entire troupe slowly bowed and left.
In this crazy corner of the city, they exited through the network they had laid out earlier.
After hearing the inexplicable prophecy of the Eldar, Hades could no longer suppress his state of suspended animation. He slowly closed his eyes, forced himself to stand, and fell into darkness.
The dull wind blew slowly.
After an unknown amount of time, a trace of blue fluorescence flowed across Jin's screen.
“Crack!”
The engine was force started.
Jin, with a highly mechanized body, four backup processors, and three artificial brains, slowly propped himself up from the pile of corpses.
Do these mentally retarded aliens still think that the brain is their core
He staggered over to Hades, who was still standing, holding up the obituary, with mechanical parts occasionally falling off his body.
He put Hades down and carried out simple emergency treatment.
The atmospheric anomaly that enveloped the entire planet also dissipated with the activation of the obelisk, and the distress signal edited by Jin was successfully sent out.
After placing Hades, Jin limped back and headed towards the location of the Kirkland Sage.
The body of Sage Kirkland was cut in half, and the charred craters on the central processing unit were clearly visible.
Sage Kirkland's biomass storage device had already exploded when it was cut in half by the Corruptor.
Without the alien's attack, the sage would have died without a doubt.
Jin stared silently at the shattered body of the Kirkland Sage.
This scene had appeared in his dreams thousands of times before he lost the ability to dream.
This wise man who abused himself and treated himself as a tool finally died.
Staring at the sage's body, Jin unzipped the compressed package sent to him by Sage Kirkland.
That was the giant compressed package that was passed to Kirkland Sage at the moment he was thrown away by the Corruptor's whip.
The first string of data was reflected into his processor,
[Here are all my current anti-psychic research papers.]
[You have been with me for so long, you can pick these up.]
[For the God of All Machines, for Om Messiah.]
ha.
Unfortunately, Sage Kirkland had already removed King’s tear ducts.
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(End of this chapter)