Hades stood in the endless field, and the low white corn of Barbarus rustled beside him.
After the rain, the dim star Barbaros hung high in the sky.
The sky was now a healthy yellow-white color, with a faint sour smell filling the air, evidence of the rain.
He looked into the distance, and the broad, undulating fields led his sight to the vaguely visible mountains.
Hades blinked.
Carastiphon survived after all, although his condition was now no different from death.
Typhon was currently lying dying in the Death Guard's medical room, guarded by a team of countless Death Guards and Untouchables.
Whether he will wake up remains unknown.
Mortarion sat depressedly on the waiting chair in the medical room. Hades chatted with him briefly, and after confirming that Mortarion was just depressed, he left temporarily and let him go slowly.
In fact, when Mortarion was on Barbarus, he spent more time with Karas than with the one who left Hades alone.
The thing that completely left Hades with a decisive advantage in Mortarion's heart was going to kill Nakre.
After having his soul eaten by Hades, Kalas was completely free from Nurgle's control.
Originally an alien species born from the union of aliens and humans, its soul is naturally bound to the existence of the subspace.
But now, Hades directly used the Black Domain to devour most of his soul, and the small part that belonged to the human being was preserved.
Those small pieces of soul that sparkle with pure white light may be the last gift left by Callas' mother to Callas.
That day, after they came down the mountain, they received a report of an attack by the Death Guard at the foot of the mountain. There were no casualties among the Space Marines, but the untouchables deployed with them -
All killed.
According to Morag's report, someone was performing some kind of witchcraft not far from the foot of the mountain, using the Barbarus beasts under the cover of heavy rain and darkness.
But even with the cover of night and heavy rain, the Death Guard in charge of reconnaissance discovered the man. He was wearing mud-green power armor, but the patterns on it had long been scraped off.
As the person in charge of defending the mountain, Morag acted decisively and ordered the team deployed with the Untouchables to attack immediately, while other Death Guard teams broke through the surging herd of beasts and escorted the Untouchables to that place.
All the untouchables who approached the place vomited blood and died without exception, and the enemies who were discovered escaped with the help of large groups of wild beasts.
From the subsequent review, it was found that the sudden death of the untouchables actually interrupted a teleportation spell with their death.
Intricate patterns drawn with moss clung to the slippery ground, and dead boxwood trees burst out from the huge corpse of the pale laugher.
According to the Death Guard who went to assault, when he escorted the Untouchables approaching, the boxwood tree was in full bloom, and he saw with his own eyes a fat, translucent green hand reaching out from among the white flowers.
Seeing this, the commandos, relying on the impact of the death of the Untouchables, forcibly used firepower to break the thick boxwood tree and tried to kill the enemy, but were immediately overwhelmed by the surging herd of beasts and had to barely escape.
Hades sighed.
That person is most likely the pharmacist Laton mentioned by the biological sage.
Subsequent investigations showed that Pharmacist Laton was likely exposed to the source of infection of the Plague Warriors around the time of the burning of the Think Tank Library.
The arrest warrant within the Death Guard has been issued immediately, but unfortunately, as a Space Marine who can use psychic powers, no one knows where he can teleport to with his psychic powers.
This person has not been found in the current search in the Barbarus galaxy.
We still have to do another round of screening for Death Guard.
Hades sighed again.
Regarding the recruitment of soldiers on Barbarus, the issue of gene seeds, the finishing and construction of Galasper, the construction of Barbarus, the construction of the Legion, the training of the Untouchables, the depressed Mortarion who shut up and did not work, the screening of the Death Guard, the initial construction of anti-psychic technology, finding a reliable Forge World for the Death Guard to cooperate with, the report on tax exemption, and the wrangling with the Imperial Agency
Hades is overwhelmed.
In short, it is construction, development of productivity, and prevention of subspace.
The good news is that the barrier between the Warp and the physical universe is still relatively solid. Even in Barbarus, who is clearly being watched by Nurgle, it is still difficult to directly summon the Great Daemon in Nurgle's Garden.
They can only rely on the creatures on Barbarus who are gifted with psychic powers to serve as mediums for summoning.
Otherwise, Hades and his men would have to face more than just some resurrected alien lords and the corrupted Calastyphon.
The task of clearing Barbaros' psychic energy must also be put on the agenda, otherwise who knows whether Nurgle will strike at the Death Guard's home planet again.
Well. There are so many things to do that Hades wants to just start.
So he slipped away, no, ahem, so he applied to go to Barbarus's village to look for new recruits.
Of course there is still time. Thoughts lead Hades and slowly come to the familiar field.
There are so many corn seedlings growing on the cemetery back then.
Hades stared in a daze at the corn seedlings that looked like wheat compared to his current height.
The sadness has long been washed away by time beyond all recognition, leaving only a faint sense of regret.
There will be more such things happening in the future.
Time flies, and he feels as if he is still the time traveler who just arrived on Barbaros, crying and shouting every day, dreaming of returning to 3k Earth.
If he were given another chance, he would definitely not be a Hammer.
At that time, I felt that it was already difficult to live. I had to linger in the poisonous gas every day and still go to farm. The knuckles that were rubbed by the rough sickle became morbidly red and swollen due to the erosion of the poisonous gas.
Originally he hoped to become the first to start the movement of Death Guard, but now... Hades realized with a smile and tears that sometimes, when he started to move, not many people would do the work.
Does this count as exceeding the goal that I set in the first place
A breeze blew by, and Hades took off his helmet. The originally choking poison gas was no match for his modified respiratory system, and instead gave people a familiar feeling.
The corn seedlings rustled and grew in the dim days of Barbaryus, day after day, year after year.
There was a rustling sound, and Hades turned around and saw two children carrying farm tools, walking to the edge of the field, and looking at him curiously.
It's little Herrera and Hader.
Not far away, Hades instructed the two children to follow his death shrouds and salute him.
Hades really just asked him to follow them, as a form of both protection and surveillance.
Hades smiled at the two children and at the same time asked the Death Shroud to go to the nearby area through the communication channel to join the team that Hades had brought to the village for recruitment and inspection.
Well. Although it was a conscription inspection, as soon as they returned to the village, everyone tacitly dispersed to the locations of their family’s original houses.
Little Hera dragged her brother over and came over. Hades found that their gas masks were obviously much more advanced than the ones Hades had used before.
The arrival of the Empire brought about quite a few changes. If the Mechanicus had not been unable to understand the food chain of Barbarus, Barbarus would have been drastically transformed long ago.
The little girl spoke crisply,
"Sir, I heard from my grandmother that I look a lot like you, is that true?"
"Will my brother be disliked by others?"
Hades was speechless. He stared at the child who was just above his knees and squatted down.
Villagers like Lesa do not have the concept of untouchables, but people's feelings towards untouchables will not change.
He spoke patiently.
"Yes, I was also disliked by others for a period of time."
"This is because of our constitution. We are untouchables and are naturally prone to causing damage to things with souls."
Hades paused again and continued,
"But not everyone hates us. A strong will can overcome the hatred towards us."
Little Herrera spoke, and the little girl raised her brother's hand high, while her brother shrank behind little Herrera.
"Hader just kept playing with me."
Compared to little Herrera, Hader was obviously smaller and looked more listless.
This is probably the price of long-term contact with the untouchables.
And he's a psychic.
Hades sighed softly.
He stretched out his hand, took off the glove of his power armor, and motioned for the little girl to hand over their hands.
Little Herrera's eyes rolled around flexibly, and then she exaggeratedly pressed her and her brother's hands up.
Hades controlled the black domain and attached it to his hand.
Hader suddenly retracted his hand as if he was burned, and this time he hid directly behind little Herrera.
Little Herrera looked back at her brother with a puzzled look on her face.
Ignore the siblings' whispers.
Sure enough, Hades thought.
Had's soul flame was already quite weak. Although it was brighter than an ordinary person's soul, it was also more shaky.
It seems that these two children cannot be kept together, otherwise Hader will be killed unconsciously by her sister, Little Herrera, sooner or later.
Hades sighed again.
He looked at the little hand of Herrera that was still on his, and even though it had come into contact with the Black Domain, there was no sign of discomfort.
The Untouchables do not exclude each other.
But it seems that Little Herrera's anti-psychic domain is also very weak.
But Hades didn't know that his black domain was too strong.
If this child knew that he had been hurting his brother.
Hades winked and made little Herrera take her hand back.
"You are an Untouchable, little Herrera, and your brother is a Psychic."
"Psychic? Do you mean a monster that can use witchcraft?"
Little Herrera simply pulled her brother back a few steps and looked at Hades warily.
"My brother is not that kind of person. He doesn't know witchcraft."
Hades sighed, he was not good at talking to children.
It was Hader who was behind little Herrera who showed up.
"Sister, maybe it's true."
He muttered.
The adult before had been staring at him like a prey. In addition, the villagers had discriminated against the siblings in recent years, and the adult who always followed them afterwards.
But the good news was that the tallest adult did not look at his sister with hostility, which was rare because those people always subconsciously hated little Herrera.
Perhaps it was because the adult in front of him had the same physique as his sister, but his level was obviously quite high among these adults, and he could even order others around.
His sister could still be saved.
Compared to the happy little Herrera, Hader, who was born to be tortured by both the psychic environment of Barbarus and the anti-psychic domain of little Herrera, had long realized their doomed tragedy.
They all had to die, all had to die under the discriminatory eyes of the villagers. After giving birth to the sick siblings, their parents abandoned them and went to Star Ring to make a living.
They depended on Grandma Lisa for everything, and even though Grandma Lisa had a high reputation in the stronghold, it couldn't change anything.
But now!
Now he can let this adult take his sister away, and that adult will definitely know how to prevent his sister from being subconsciously disliked by others.
But how can we get this adult to help them
Had knew that the tallest, death-like adult wanted to kill him, and it was this adult who quietly blocked his view at that time.
Perhaps this adult is a good person like his sister.
But to the psychic Hades, as an untouchable being, he exudes the oppressive aura of a superior predator.
He can.
"I'll go with you, you can."
Hader whispered that he felt like he was about to cry, you can kill him, he won't hide and trouble them.
To trade his life, the life of a monster who used witchcraft, for his sister's life.
Hades sighed again. Why did he suddenly start crying? Did the black field he used just now burn the child too much
He also deliberately lightened the black area. What would it look like for Karas when he pressed Karas' neck and opened the black area to the maximum extent
He scratched his head and decided to use a combination of deception and trickery to bring the two children to the Death Guard first. Little Herrera would contact the Sisters of Silence. Of course, it would also be great if they could be placed in the Death Guard's untouchable team.
After confirming that there was no threat, Had was assigned to the think tank Undertaker.
Currently, the source of manpower for the Death Guard Undertaker is actually cut off. After all, due to environmental influences, there are too few wild and normal psychics on Barbarus.
These wild psykers often go mad after being corrupted by Barbarus for a long time.
But if they are taken away from this environment in advance, they may still be saved.
After all, not all Barbarus psykers have the same background as Calastiphon.
Hades cleared his throat and said as gently as possible,
"Hader, are you saying you'd like to come with me?"
Hader nodded, his eyes red.
"good,"
Hades looked at little Herrera again.
"What about you? Will you come with me to the Legion?"
Little Herrera looked at his brother and then at Hades, obviously not understanding why his brother suddenly made such a request.
Not to mention him, Hades didn't understand Hades's train of thought.
But if Hader really told them all, they would probably be shocked.
"Since my brother said to go, I will go too!"
"But let me talk to Grandma Lysa."
"Okay, okay, go ahead."
Hades watched helplessly as the two children carried the farm tools and ran back happily.
Regardless of the wishes of these two children, their physical conditions destined them to be bound to a larger battlefield for the rest of their lives.
Hades stood up and clapped his hands.
At this time, little Herrera and Had did not realize that after this, they would face problems more serious than life and death.
The bombardment will be theirs for the rest of their lives.
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Oh, I'll put the extra chapter aside for now... Sorry
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