(Relationship with the Schrodinger's cat of drama duality)
"So I should be dead, but I'm not dead."
Hades said while holding popcorn and chewing it. He was sitting on a long sofa with several primarchs, the Emperor, and Malcador. The Emperor was wearing a pair of red and blue glasses similar to movie glasses.
Guilliman paused.
[Since I still don't know exactly what happened, Hades, I think you can use the exact wording.]
Hades's hand, which was stuffing the popcorn, paused for a moment.
"Like death."
Hades said solemnly,
But it was obvious that Guilliman was even more confused, and on the other side, Magnus, who had been in a daze just now, let out a sharp explosion.
[Wait?! So half the galaxy is caught in the warp turbulence?! Oh my god! Oh my god!!!]
[I have never known of such a powerful spell?! ]
Malcador's slow voice sounded,
"Not only that, there is a psychic attack heading towards Terra... I think my Lord and I both know what He is going to do."
"And you, Magnus... this spell may be as powerful as the spell that brought down half the empire."
Malcador and the Emperor exchanged a silent look.
Malcador then took the Coke from Hades and handed it to the Emperor.
Hades and Magnus screamed at the same time, and Magnus's scarlet skin became even redder due to excitement.
"Hey! Can't you respect the emotions of the deceased?!"
Hades yelled, trying to lean forward to reclaim his fat nerd drink, but Malcador's scepter immediately came to rest against Hades' chin.
"Well, you're bigger than the dead."
Hades immediately changed his words. He reached out and took the Coke that Angron had just given him. He took a sip and his face suddenly became grim.
"Why is it a Qianshi brand?!"
Hades picked up the drink bottle and looked at it with a frown.
"Has the Figure King developed a new variety?"
"You shouldn't trust an alien so much, Hades."
The Emperor's steady voice sounded, and Haddish paused, then smiled awkwardly.
"Haha, it didn't give me any other options at the time."
The Emperor calmly continued to stare at the list of casualties that had already begun playing, as if he was still not satisfied with the battle that had just taken place.
"Even if it has feelings and morals, the more this happens, the more it can distinguish right from wrong."
Mortarion's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and the Lord of Death pulled down the top edge of his hood with his hands, directly covering most of his face. He sat there straight, staring at the other end of the screen with his hooded face.
[The aliens... just kill them all.]
The Emperor was in a good mood and used his psychic power to float up a popcorn ball, still from Hades' popcorn bucket. Hades stretched out his hand to grab it, but he was no match for this ten-thousand-year-old old man, and his hand was empty.
"Good point, my child, but you must also learn to work with them. Humans alone are not enough to handle all of this."
Mortarion fell silent, maintaining the silence he was so good at.
[…So, it’s over?]
Guilliman asked abruptly,
[Hades is already... dead, so can we return to our own legion next? ]
Sad as it was, Guilliman missed his files on Macragge; he had been away from them for too long.
The Emperor shook his head and chuckled.
"No—this is just the beginning."
As he spoke, he glanced at Malcador, who said nothing but smiled slightly, but it looked more like a wry smile.
"Don't look at me like that..."
Machado said,
"Someone has to go and replace the refined gold with ceramite. This is already a very crazy move."
Hades' gaze turned to Malcador, and he sobbed loudly twice, dramatically and exaggeratedly.
"Old horse! Old horse!"
The emperor raised his hand slowly and waved it, with golden light flashing on it.
"Old Ma, don't bother with him."
Malcador, who was just a hair away from causing the dead to die again, stopped in his tracks. He turned his head in disbelief and stared at Neos. He trembled and spoke softly,
"My Lord—you... you... what did you call me just now?"
"My most trusted Imperial Regent Malcador."
The emperor said without changing his expression,
During the pause, Hades burst into laughter. The other Primarchs also reacted in various ways. Mortarion remained motionless, Angron could not help laughing, Guilliman stared at the Emperor in amazement, and only Magnus looked hesitant and seemed to want to say something.
"Wait... Old Ma?"
Magnus's soft muttering was drowned out by Hades' laughter. At this moment, Magnus realized that he had an extremely subtle connection with Malcador and Macragge.
Malcador paused, and returned to his previous position in silence.
"I follow your preferences."
The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly said,
“Ahahahahahahaha!!!”
Hades continued to pursue his victory, and he shouted,
"This is discrimination! Malcador! In your eyes, I am no match for the Emperor!"
This sounds like nonsense.
Well, that was just nonsense, and everyone present booed except the Emperor.
Malcador sneered.
"I would rather work with the sculpture in front of the Terra Palace than stay with you."
The emperor waved his hand, once again stopping the mockery of the crowd.
"The next scene is coming soon,"
The Emperor said,
"If you need to go out for activities, do it as soon as possible, otherwise you will miss the opening of the next scene."
"By the way,"
The Emperor said,
"You can invite a few more Primarchs to come and enjoy the next scene together."
The Emperor moved his hands slightly, and he felt the white feathers brushing against his skin.
Sanguinius…
However, following the Emperor's words, the Primarchs who had accompanied the Emperor in the "Good Dad Movie Party" immediately scattered and stood up and left in an instant.
Hades also took the opportunity to slip out to get some fresh air, fearing that if he stayed, he would be beaten by Malcador.
Angron strode forward, and the Lord of Red Sand slapped Hades' shoulder fiercely.
[here you go,]
Angron said gruffly,
[Well done, Hades!]
He raised the Coke cup in his hand.
[Cheers to Pluto!]
Mortarion, who was walking silently beside him, also spoke in a low voice.
[… To Pluto. ]
[To Pluto.]
Guilliman's solemn voice sounded from behind them.
Magnus was stunned. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth.
[…]
[Cheers to Pluto!]
Hades smiled, raised his eyes, and saw the dim golden figure in the distance.
[Respect Luojia.]
He said.
(End of this chapter)