Hades was silent.
In fact, his current biggest source of information about his own Black Domain is the Figure King Taraxin, followed by the empirical rules he has summarized from his daily practice.
He knew how to feel the Black Domain, how to shrink and expand it, and knew what level of Black Domain could defeat which psychic species.
But as for other things, regarding the principles of the black domain, it all depends on Taraxin's mouth, and Hades has to wonder whether Taraxin will lie to him.
According to Trazyn, Hades itself is a Warp black hole, slowly but inexorably leaking everything in the Warp out into the lawless world beyond.
Devouring the warp and psychic energy would accelerate the expansion of the black hole, so the Emperor imposed restrictions on him.
This essence is manifested in the anti-psychic special attack in the physical world, and Hades' daily attacks also confirm this.
But why can he receive responses when others pray to him? ?
Hades thought about it. Regarding the [Response], he needed more information and feedback, otherwise he would not be able to complete the inference.
And what if someone is not praying to Hades? The so-called response may not be given by Hades.
In fact, in addition to the four demons of the Warp, Nurgle, Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh, there are also demons in the Warp that control other emotions or thoughts.
The thoughts and emotions of psychics can create corresponding demons in the subspace, or be absorbed by existing demons.
A famous example is the future Sapphire King, a demon born from the death of the Primarch Fenus Manus.
When the Primarch died, the violent emotional fluctuations of the Legion and Manus gave birth to this demon and endowed it with the special attack attributes of Iron Hands.
So in fact, there are many and diverse demons in the subspace, not necessarily the four small vendors. Other demons will also respond to people's emotions and thoughts - as long as the believers go there to pray.
So it is not ruled out that the power of their prayers may not end up in Hades.
Although Hades has been feeling uneasy lately.
He needs more information.
Hades spoke seriously.
"Kirkland, as for [response], we still need accurate evidence, not your assumptions."
"My Lord! I will now—"
"You! Don't pray here!"
Hades predicted and blocked the sage's attempt. Kirkland squirmed twice trying to express his dissatisfaction, but Hades decisively chose to ignore it.
Hades realized that it was useless to communicate with a fanatic. Even if he asked him to produce evidence, it might have been processed. Hades looked at the hellhound Margo who was pretending to be an ostrich just now.
Short black hair, golden eyes, and scabies on the face that look like they have been corroded by chemicals are typical characteristics of the Galapagos people.
There were shallow burn scars on the side of her face. Based on her occupation, Hades suspected that she might have been burned by the high-temperature transport tube in the Cerberus tank.
The main gunner of the Cerberus can indeed be easily burned by the uncooled equipment when he or she urgently exits the cabin, but Hades does not intend to expand the width of the tank, and these hounds need to remain flexible.
To be honest, her life was pretty miserable. First, she was suspected of being an Alpha by Hades, and then she was entangled by the Sage of Kirkland.
Obviously, the conversation between Hades and Kirkland and Kirkland's fierce words just now frightened this mortal who had little contact with other Death Guards except the technical sergeants.
But a frightened person is not suitable for interrogation. They will subconsciously follow the interrogator's words and instinctively obey and admit everything.
Hades cleared his throat and spoke as gently as possible.
"Margo of the 037th Regiment, don't be nervous. You were actually dragged down by Kirkland. Tell the truth and you can return to the regiment."
"I remember you. You were the Cerberus dog that followed Captain Soslan in the No. 2 boarding battle. You were the group that went the deepest into the opposing fleet. You did a great job."
"You, you, sir, I saw you at that time."
"Yes, you were near the enemy's command room. I happened to behead the enemy's leader at that time. You were trying to die together with the enemy. Yes, I witnessed it."
"A brave and heroic act, in my opinion only. You have proven your loyalty to the Death Guard and the Empire."
Hades nodded solemnly. He always respected those souls who dared to rush forward and sacrifice themselves.
The premise is that she didn't shout "For Hades" at that time, otherwise Hades would have given her a wandering soul dagger.
Some little secrets that glow green and are extremely efficient.
But Hades suddenly realized that perhaps he should not say this. Appropriate encouragement is effective and can arouse positive emotions, but excessive encouragement will push emotions to another extreme.
The problem is, Hades thought about it, and it seems that if people were in his position, except for lunatics like Kirkland who didn't care about class and dared to curse the emperor before, most people would be ecstatic because a person of a higher class was willing to talk to them.
Sure enough, Margot was shaking even more violently and seemed about to cry.
After all, humans are social animals. What could be more exciting than having one's sacrifices and determination seen and encouraged
Oh, maybe the person who witnessed and boasted about it is not an ordinary person.
Hades sighed in his heart. If this continued, he might not be able to complete the interrogation today.
He was also worried about letting other gravekeepers come, in case they made another shocking statement, Hades could be cremated directly.
"Margot, I hope you can calm down. There are a lot of things to do and time is tight. I believe you can adjust your mentality."
Hades smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
"I get nervous sometimes, it's normal, don't put pressure on yourself because of this feeling."
It was just words of comfort. He was not a Space Marine who had undergone a transformation of both spirit and body. Hades did not believe that he could immediately control his emotions.
Margot still kept her head down and said nothing—
But surprisingly, Hades suddenly felt an absurd illusion. In this completely enclosed space, he suddenly felt a faint vibration, like a breeze.
ha
Hades looked at Margot on the other side of the judgment table with a sense of something. A bad thought emerged from the dim and blurry water surface. Could it be -
Margot was still the same as before, with a gray and tired look, but she was no longer trembling. A deeper tiredness and weakness enveloped her.
Not gonna fuck.
The shortened distance made the senses clearer, the hazy objects became clearly understood, and the path of thoughts became more targeted, pointing straight to Hades.
The evidence was irrefutable. Even Hades had to admit that he did feel the prayer and did respond - although he didn't know what he responded to.
Kirkland recorded the changes taking place in the room with great interest.
"I'm sorry, my Lord, but I'm completely calm now."
A weak voice sounded, and Margo looked up, but still did not dare to look at Hades. She stared cautiously at her own reflection on the table.
"What were you doing?"
"Pray, Lord Hades."
"To me?"
"To you."
“I am not a god.”
"You are."
Hades felt a sense of powerlessness. The oil man who originally believed in religion could go crazy. Hades could still attribute this to the fragments of the void dragon, but the people who originally believed in the truth of the empire turned to believe in God.
Hades decided to deceive. At least compared to Kirkland who already knew the lie, Margo was not yet contaminated by the information.
"The Imperial Truth says that there are no gods in this world."
"I just happen to have abilities similar to those of a negative psychic. I am essentially just an ordinary human. I am born and I die, just like you."
Margot was silent, she seemed to be thinking about something. Hades just hoped that she would not be brainwashed by Kirkland.
Then the woman spoke cautiously,
"Sir, forgive my ignorance, but I have read those books, and they all say this, if you are not a god"
"Then you are God's representative on earth."
Hades almost choked on a mouthful of blood. When he was expelled from the crowd because of the Black Domain, did he ever think that he would encounter such a strange scene in the future
When did he need to prove that he was a human being? This is such a weird topic.
"Why do you think I am a god? If it is a so-called prayer, I would say it is just a kind of... You can understand it as psychic power, witchcraft."
But the general public has a high level of understanding of witchcraft and psykers, especially among the Death Guard, a lunatic and anti-psy legion.
Margot said nothing, she just looked at her reflection on the table.
For someone who had climbed up from the bottom of Galapagos, the words attached to Hades' identity were of great weight, and of course she was willing to believe them.
This gentleman was very handsome, but he did not look like the gods in the books who were wrapped in golden light or black gauze. He did not wear a plain linen cloak or an everlasting olive leaf laurel wreath.
But Margo still believes that Hades is a god, or at least he is not a human.
But why did she think so? If the adults said not to read those prayers that made her drowsy.
Finally, she grasped the key.
"Sir, in your conversation with the sage and me just now, I have been feeling a sense of disharmony."
"It is this sense of disharmony that makes me feel that you are not the person I see."
"I have been looking for the source of the discord, and now I have finally found it."
Hades raised an eyebrow, "What is it, Margo?"
What is it? Can't he change it
Margot took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice,
"My Lord, you consider yourself a human being like me."
Hades blinked. Huh? Otherwise, he thought he was human, and that was no nonsense.
"Yes, that's right."
Hades nodded.
A sly smile appeared on Margot's lips. She had found her evidence.
"That's it, my Lord, that's it."
"You only care about being a human being, but you don't care about what I said before. In fact, no adult would allow me to compare them with myself."
Margot spoke slowly, word by word.
"God doesn't care about class, only people do."
God is equal. He looks upon the suffering of all things in the world without ridicule.
Only God has such flawless qualities. Even adults have an arrogant attitude.
If it were someone else, Margot believed they would be torn to pieces after she said what she just said.
"In your previous conversation, you have always put yourself on an equal footing with me."
"And the attitude towards me is no different from the attitude towards the sage."
Kirkland, who was tied up nearby, made an electronic sound that was half admiration and half resistance.
"A commander of a legion, sir, has just been talking to me on an equal footing with a lowly mortal auxiliary soldier."
Hades is stuck,
"It's just a quality, not something you can judge by."
"You are still trying to convince me, sir. Can you find another sir like you?"
"I'll repeat to him what I just said."
In fact, Hades had already begun brainstorming in his mind, but he realized that there was no such person among the Death Guard, not even Vorx.
Hades thought about it and felt that perhaps the Barbarus people could do it, but the Galaspar people probably couldn't.
Hades took a deep breath. He felt that he couldn't explain himself clearly. Even if he started to pretend to be angry, this Hades dog would not believe him.
"You can't define a concept of God and then apply things that fit this concept to it. Maybe I am a special case."
"What if it can also answer the believers' prayers?"
Margot spoke rapidly.
"You bear the name of an ancient god. You see everything in the world equally. You can respond to the prayers of believers and drive away the pollution of foreign races."
Margo glanced at Kirkland, who quickly took over her words.
"You can also understand the silent machine, expel the rules of chaos, change the topography of the planet, and control the power that symbolizes death—"
Margot spoke up.
"Are you just a special psychic with noble character? Or a god?"
"You have the power, knowledge, and virtue that befits a god. You have the corresponding authority. If you are not a god, what else can we call such a being?"
Finished.
Hades slowly realized that even jumping into the Yellow River would not clear him of his sin.
Although there is no Yellow River in Terra, there is no ocean.
And does it mean he is so strong
The two men were so lost in their logic that they could not extricate themselves, even though Hades was unable to point out the loopholes in their language.
Because just looking at their descriptions, even in Hades' simple cognition, this kind of person should be called a saint -
But the premise is to just look at their adjectives! No, Hades is definitely not like that! These two people deified him!
Slander! This is slander!
Hades knew that he was not a god.
He is human.
He wants to keep his human rights!
But he obviously couldn't refute these two people.
After a long silence, Hades spoke slowly,
"One last warning. I am a human being. Put away your dangerous thoughts."
Kirkland's joyful voice sounded, with a cheerful stab at the end.
"Yes, sir, of course you are a human being."
Kirkland has already made his position clear, and Margot followed the sage and spoke up.
"Yes, sir, if you say you are, you are."
"I repent for my previous offense, my lord."
Margot lowered her head, then raised it again, eyes sparkling.
"Lord Hades, I have completely understood you. You are far more perfect than I imagined."
What did you understand?! Don’t understand blindly!
What should he say? Can he turn this situation around
Even if this is the case, as long as they are not allowed to preach, there shouldn't be any impact, right
Let him think about it, this is too weird, Hades always has a plan for how to deal with Chaos invasion, but he doesn't have a plan to be called a god.
Hades had a stern face.
"I don't think you've repented."
"It seems you need punishment. I think the dungeon on the Endurance will suit you well."
Margot and Kirkland looked at each other and watched Pluto flee in panic.
A strange revolutionary friendship was established between two people of very different identities.
“I told you He is humble.”
"Yes, sage."
“And He won’t actually punish us.”
"I believe you, sage."
(End of this chapter)