It was so dark that it was hard to tell day from night, and the surrounding area was indistinguishable. The heavy rain and darkness like a curtain swallowed up everything.
On top of the silt, highly toxic loose crystals were washed away, and turbid water mixed with mud flowed down, crawling into the river.
Scarlet warning lights pierced through the heavy rain, flashing faint light, whistles blew through the heavy water vapor, and the first batch of heavy industrial machinery slammed heavily to the ground.
The motor roared, the gears rotated, and the red robe soaked by the heavy rain fell heavily to the ground. The Mechanical Sage staggered out of the giant machine, the wet cloth pulling his steps. He looked in that direction, muttering to himself, and knelt without hesitation on the muddy ground mixed with poisonous water, and simply lowered his head to rest on the slippery and dirty ground.
[Praise Om Messiah.]
The heavy rain almost submerged the sage's slightly thin body. After a simple worship, the sage turned around, but looked back reluctantly several times. But in the end, he simply turned his head and began to direct the heavy pump to start its work.
Similar scenes appear next to every piece of heavy machinery.
Every Mechanicus member waiting in the uppermost atmosphere was shocked beyond comprehension during that short Barbarus standard day.
Perhaps the previous simulations had already allowed the sages to know the entire process in the engine, but when they were flying high in the sky and giant lightning burst out from the thick fog under their feet, rolling and even about to touch the aircraft they were in, unspeakable fear and respect, and immeasurable piety gushed out.
That is the most primitive emotion of human beings when they see miracles.
But it is also mixed with the continuation of rationality and logic. Distractions and desires become weaker, vision becomes exceptionally clear, but the soul seems to be out of this world.
Greed and obsession became blurred, and the gods who controlled them were driven out of the area.
At this time, calculations and thinking will not be hindered by anything, and they will faithfully execute the laws of physics, just as they did in the beginning.
When the first drop of rain fell on the earth, the sages closest to the anti-psychic realm woke up from their dreams.
The sages, whose eyes had not been transformed, even had tears in their eyes at this moment. They looked at each other crazily, as if they couldn't believe what they had just experienced.
[Praise Om Messiah!!!]
Silent Sister Heifa stood in disbelief on a secondary tower closest to the main tower, the tyrannical green color deeply engraved in her aqua blue eyes.
The heavy pressure suddenly dropped, and Heifa understood for the first time the oppression that the Untouchables exerted on mortals.
And at this moment, even as a claw of the Empire, she felt suffocated in this space that almost formed a complete warp airspace.
But she is the Claw of the Empire. Black Magic once again raised her head and propped herself up with her beheading sword. Her mission is to record everything.
All of this can be restored if necessary.
Heifa felt her hem being tugged, it was little Herrera, after meeting the Sisters of Silence, Hades felt relieved to hand little Herrera over to them.
After all, the Death Guard is still a team full of Space Marines. Hades, who holds backward traditional 3k ideas, naturally cannot accept the scene of little Herrera watching a bunch of muscular brothers wrestling in a duel cage every day.
Although, with the exception of Hades, both sides were accustomed to it.
The oil man's education plan is not suitable for little Herrera either. Hades has already advised Kim not to try to convince little Herrera to cut out her uterus to make room for a wetware brain.
However, Jin worriedly told Hades that he suspected that little Herrera's IQ was not up to par. For this reason, Hades could only tell the oil man that little Herrera just didn't like reading, but there was nothing wrong with her brain and she didn't need to install another one.
Hades therefore deeply realized that the Death Guard was not a suitable place for children to grow up, at least not from his old and stereotyped 3k perspective.
And because of little Herrera's physical condition, Hades couldn't send her to school.
So when the black ship finally came to pick up little Herrera (actually they came to take advantage of the Black Tower technology), Hades decisively let the black magic sister take over little Herrera's education.
Because he had received training from the Nuns, Heifa was much more professional than Hades, who was only a novice, in judging whether a woman was untouchable. Heifa immediately realized that the little Herrera had extremely outstanding potential to be an untouchable.
So Heifa decided to take charge of little Herrera's education herself. She would guide the little girl to become an excellent silent nun and dedicate her loyalty to the empire.
The violent green lightning was still running. Heifa calmed her thoughts. The tall nun lowered her head and met the eyes of little Herrera.
The dark brown eyes were now filled with moisture.
Indeed, although little Herrera has extremely high talent, it is probably difficult for her to survive in this anti-psychic domain.
[Feeling uncomfortable?]
Little Herrera shook her head and looked into the distance, repeating the past when the girl had looked towards the south countless times.
[Will Hades brother be okay? ]
For no reason, little Herrera began to worry about Hades. How could the smiling big brother who usually smiled be able to create such terrifying waves
Could this be the Hades she knew? Or something else
Heifa shook his head.
[In the soulless world, nothing will happen to Hades. ]
This is not true.
Water exceeding the limit will cause the container to break.
Heifa thought.
But what the Sisters of Silence did not know was that the Emperor's stranglehold on the Black Domain had long since been loosened. At the very least, the anti-psychic field that had engulfed the entire planet was not solely the work of the Black Tower.
Both the nuns and the guards mistook this anti-psychic field that was completely beyond the limit as the effect of the black tower.
Under the operation of other untouchables, the Black Tower can certainly produce an anti-psychic field, but it will never be on the current scale.
Above the star ring, there was dead silence.
Mortarion silently looked at the planet beneath his feet. The planet, which was once emerald green, was now withering rapidly. Turbid clouds mixed with dust rose up, replacing the original lush green of Barbarus.
Mortarion could imagine what kind of turbulent waves there would be above Barbarus at this moment, with torrential rains that could drown everything and lightning that could split mountains. The atmosphere of the entire planet was undergoing drastic changes.
Mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the sky and the earth twisted, but from space, everything seemed so peaceful.
It's like a simple precipitation reaction in a beaker in a laboratory.
But Mortarion knew that no one would underestimate the great changes taking place on Barbarus.
The reason is no other than
Any creature with a soul, if they cast even one glance in this direction, will immediately feel the fear emanating from the depths of their soul. Their souls are screaming, boiling, and begging them to get away from this hell on earth immediately.
The pain from the soul even makes them ignore some emotional gaps. The emotions that were originally directed at something are suddenly disconnected, leaving the world with redundancy that people have to mobilize by themselves.
Mortarion blinked, and only after suppressing his own strong disgust did the Primarch allow his eyes to remain fixed on Barbarus.
Mortarion knew that this was Hades' power.
Unlike him, this ability is quite annoying.
Mortarion glanced at Vorx seemingly casually. This Barbarus man who was quite enthusiastic about this plan had silently shifted his gaze to the floor. Vorx felt that if he looked at him any longer, his brain would melt in wails.
Mortarion tolerated Vorcus's dereliction of duty and continued to keep an eye on Barbarus, unwilling to miss any subtle details.
Mortarion certainly hopes to completely eradicate the thick psychic atmosphere on this planet.
This is what he thought and hoped to do. The Primarch seemed to hear curses and pleas from the Warp. In a trance, it seemed that eternity of jewels and power had been promised. With a slight nod from Mortarion, he would become a god who governs death and eternity, possessing the abundance of the entire galaxy.
Mortarion stared at Barbarus, motionless.
He stood in the garden, but the once fertile garden was now so empty that Mortarion could even see the bone-white floor of the Endurance beneath the illusion.
He was making a feeble attempt.
+What do you want, my child? +
Vines broke out of the mire and climbed up Mortarion's armor, trying to keep the stubborn visitor.
Mortarion spoke.
"I want you to die."
A thunderclap suddenly rose, tearing all this ridiculousness apart. Mortarion continued to stare at Barbarus. He knew that he didn't want to miss any details.
Unbridled laughter came from the Warp, but Mortarion knew that even this would be swallowed up by Hades's black realm.
Soon, the laughter died down.
Now here, there are only weak souls and solid laws of physics.
Vorx remained staring at the ground, unaware and clueless of what his Primarch had just been through.
Mortarion tolerated Vorcus's dereliction of duty.
When the last crystal fell to the ground, in the Death Guard's medical room, the old friend who had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up from his chaotic dream.
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(End of this chapter)