Graeae's application for cooperation came quite quickly. Hades originally thought that these oil men would stick to the one-month deadline, but he did not expect that a large fleet from Graeae would arrive two weeks later.
Graeae was not a small foundry world. It not only had an independent Morning Star Titan Corps, but also, on the brown-yellow planet, there was the "Crown of Graeae", a miracle made of countless industrial machines. This was the most complex and gorgeous main foundry, and it could even fly away from Graeae's main planet.
Like a giant crown that could be torn off a planet and flown away, the sages and skitarians of Graeae also have a doctrine of violence roaring in their pumps.
This was also the first large forge world that the Death Guard might be prepared to cooperate with. Therefore, as soon as the war on 106 ended, the Death Guard's Legion Commander Mortarion returned to his flagship, the Endurance, to prepare for the next round of negotiations.
Specifically, he picked up the document written by Hades and took a look at it.
The hymn is playing!
Countless robot servants decorated with gorgeous lace knelt respectfully on both sides of the red carpet. Red cloth hung from the servo skeletons floating in the air, gold threads were tied to the satin, and incense floated between the silk baskets.
[.]
Mortarion stood in the center at the end of the red carpet, with Hades and Garro standing on both sides behind him. The Primarch stared expressionlessly at the red carpet that seemed to be flashing with golden light, as if he was wondering whether he had misjudged the importance this Forge World attached to the Death Guard.
Hades was glad he was wearing a helmet, otherwise everyone would have seen him sweating profusely.
Didn't he tell us not to make a big fuss about it or publicize it? What on earth is going on?!
This reception etiquette, apart from other things, is at least not a simple cooperative reception, but is mixed with religious reception. No, it is directly based on religious reception!
Mortarion and other decision-makers on the front line did not understand the teachings of the Mechanicus, so in their eyes, these etiquette might be a little strange, but they were also understood as local characteristics.
The technical sergeants from the foundry department who were standing a little further away were stunned at this moment because of their low level.
What is going on? Is this world's Mechanicum crazy? Do they think the Death Guard has religious status
While it would be a good thing for the Death Guard to be taken seriously, the Techmarine couldn't figure out why this was happening.
Some whispers were spread in the private channel exclusive to the technical sergeants, but it was obvious that no one understood what was going on, and instead became more confused.
[The Holy Time has arrived!]
Binary radio waves spread out layer by layer, and the Mechanicus team, which had been as still as steel, finally began to move. A sea of red robes and cables rushed towards them, and the unique fragrance of motor oil incense spread out layer by layer.
Between the layers of red robes, Hades noticed that the caster he had contacted before was also in a remote position at the front of the team, but based on the layout of the queue, he probably had little say in this team.
The great sage at the front walked over, his already bent waist and back almost dropped to the ground. His body swayed, as if he was about to kneel down, but he stopped forcibly.
"Hello, Lord of the Death Guard."
The Great Sage stared at Mortarion with the huge single eye in the middle of his head and spoke, but the luster in the countless small eyes surrounding the large eye was not right.
Hades, who had studied optical transmission, knew that through those small spots of light, all the small compound eyes of the great sage were looking at Hades!
"We are looking forward to meeting you."
Those small compound eyes that looked like spider eyes were looking at Hades reluctantly, and Hades felt like he was getting goose bumps.
Behind the great sage, in the group of red-robed people with their heads down, countless eyes were quietly licking Hades, some were crazy, and some were confused.
Just when Hades thought he was about to be killed by the oil men with their eyes, Mortarion successfully saved him.
"The Death Guard is also looking forward to working with the Graeae."
Mortarion's hoarse voice rang out.
Perhaps because he felt that the other party's etiquette was too strict, Mortarion also said something for the first time.
“We are looking forward to meeting you too.”
The great sage's face flickered, and he turned back impatiently to lead the way.
"Then please come to our ship to discuss the details further."
Hades expressionlessly swept a pile of petals that were falling on him off his shoulder armor, but after taking a few steps, a pile of petals piled up on his shoulder armor again.
The corner of Hades' eye twitched. Hey! You! Hades had seen several sages secretly fighting for the petals swept from Hades' body!
Don't take anything!
Hades no longer dared to imagine what he would face next.
[Is that him? ]
[It’s him, that adult! ]
[It doesn’t look like it.]
[What do you know? That's called being low-key! ]
In the side room of the conference hall, a dozen mechanical sages who were obviously not dressed so elegantly were arguing fiercely.
With only a dozen people, they have already been divided into the party that Hades is unwaveringly a God, the party that Hades may be a God, there are gods but Hades is not a God, the party that there are no gods so Hades is not a God, it doesn't matter whether he is a God or not as long as he is strong enough I will recognize him as a party, and the party that comes for fun.
Those who are just having fun also opened a bet to bet on Hades' identity, and the ratio is currently even.
Two weeks ago, a compressed and intermittent video spread like a virus throughout Graia's information network. This video, which was of unknown origin, rough quality and short duration, immediately ignited Graia. For a time, the figure surrounded by green lightning in the video became a topic of conversation in people's spare time.
The headline news that the price of No. 3 motor oil has increased again, which has always dominated the gossip in Graeme, was forced to give way to this video.
Some people said that this was to force those who did not want Graeae to cooperate with the Legion to submit, others said forget it, the top leaders don’t care about it, and some said this was a miracle and had nothing to do with dirty interests.
But no matter what, all the oil men can admit that they felt a faint sense of "divinity" from this video.
Knowledge passes by and disappears in a flash.
Some people even integrated these different versions of the video and spliced them together to sell an invincible enhanced version. This type of video is especially popular among low-level casters.
But unlike the general public who have different opinions, Graia's senior management had already copied the code path to the publisher 021.
In the face of Caster 021's fierce words, the attitudes of the Graeae leaders were not consistent.
However, most of them are willing to cooperate with the Death Guard. Even without mentioning Hades, becoming the first partner of a large army would bring great wealth on the scale of interests.
And as far as the investigation on No. 106 is concerned, the Graeae sages also recognize the Death Guard's fighting beliefs and methods. The Death Guards who do not retreat on the battlefield are in line with the creed passed down by the Graeae since ancient times.
The reason why the Graia Forge World was still struggling before was mainly because of its relatively low administrative efficiency and the idea in the whole world that "wait a little longer, maybe there will be a better legion to cooperate with."
And that video directly ignited the fiery hearts of some fanatics. Led by these people, a fleet to meet with the Death Guard was formed at an astonishing speed. Administratively, it was green-lighted and lightning-fast, and the Mechanical Sages rushed towards the Death Guard at an unparalleled speed.
With their enthusiasm, they succeeded in scaring Hades.
Don't come over here!
Hades screamed inwardly as he dodged the 13th Mechanical Sage who tried to "accidentally" hit him.
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