Hades' hands trembled slightly.
He stared at his bed in silence, slowly put away the letter and put it in his shorts pocket.
"Blake, carry Barry away from me."
Hades said calmly as Blake behind him dragged Barry away from Hades' black coffin.
Hadespin raised one hand and took a deep breath.
"Don't be afraid of what happens next, Blake."
Hades said softly, carrying Blake on his back.
Blake nodded nervously, but then he realized Hades couldn't see him and yelled yes.
Hades held the little Death Guardian doll in one hand, and green arcs of electricity exploded between the fingers of his other hand!
Hades' shorts fluttered without wind, his white hair was blown up, bright green arcs crackled, and Blake stared in amazement as the outside of the black coffin began to melt, like chocolate at high temperature.
On the other side, a drop of cold sweat flowed down Hades' head. The black stone content here was too low, not to mention that he had already released a black domain and electric arc when he just woke up.
Blake's face was illuminated by the green light. He watched the flowing black stone liquid float against gravity, slowly gathering under Hades' hands and gradually forming a...
A brick.
The light dimmed, and Hades held the brick in his hand, speechless.
No, he was too hungry to concentrate.
Apart from the simplest geometric shapes, Hades is now obsessed with food.
After the shock of waking up wore off, the only thing Hades felt left was hunger.
Hades coughed awkwardly twice, then turned around and walked to Mingzi's side.
"Well, Blake, can you lend me your axe?"
Hades smoothly took away Blake's small axe, then stuffed the black slate brick and the doll at Blake.
"Go to the bed and take care of Barry for a while. Take a rest while you do this. I'll go find something to eat."
Hades walked into the woods, "Remember to build a fire."
Blake stared in a daze as Hades' figure disappeared into the jungle. He stood there with a brick in one hand and dragging Barry with the other.
"Yes, make a fire, make a fire."
As if remembering something, Blake dragged Barry to the side of the coffin and began to collect fuel for the fire.
On the other side, Hades entered the dense forest, his eyes lingering on the corpses of the Zerg - no, he didn't want to eat the knife worms for the time being, there didn't seem to be much to eat.
Hades' eyes lit up after seeing the corpse of a warrior.
He picked up the axe and ran over quickly.
…
Too tired... Blake was leaning against the black coffin, feeling sleepy. He turned his head to look at Barry who was sleeping beside him, which made him even sleepier.
Father said he would be back soon... Blake looked up at the gradually darkening sky. More than ten hours had passed.
Logically, Blake should feel nervous and uneasy at this time, but it seems that it is the link from the Father of Genes that makes Blake vaguely know that he is safe now, very safe.
He hasn't slept for three months.
Blake nodded his head, he began to feel jealous of the sleeping Tianshi.
The small Death Guard in his arms made Blake even more confused. Why was there such a strange doll
Blake's consciousness gradually faded...
No, no, you can't embarrass yourself in front of the Father of Genes.
Blake thought about it and pulled himself together.
But after a while, his head began to shake left and right again, and finally stopped moving.
There was a light snoring sound coming from the fire.
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In the jungle, a pair of eyes flashing with killing and blood finally regained some rationality.
Hades burped and rose from the bloody corpse of a giant insect.
He frowned and wiped the blood and acid from his face. He was sure that he might have lost his mind for a moment.
There is no way, Hades himself has not eaten for ten thousand years,
Hades stood up, turned his head and looked at the corpses all over the ground. The blood was splattered everywhere. As far as he could see, all the Terran corpses had turned into empty shells.
Well, he just lost his mind for a little while, just a little while.
Hades laughed and wiped the blood-stained power axe. In the dark domain, he "saw" the two little guys sleeping soundly.
After Hades woke up, he found that his control over the black domain had become more precise - now he could control the appearance of [holes] in the black domain.
If before, his black domain was a black tide surging disorderly outward with him as the center, then now, Hades' black domain can choose to bypass a part of it on its own.
It was precisely because of his increased control over the Black Domain that Hades was able to leave Blake and Barry a way to survive when he woke up.
In addition to this, Hades also felt a certain call to his Black Domain... Some small spiritual energies were chasing him, perhaps actively channeling themselves to his soul
Hades paused for a moment, feeling the fluctuations of his own Star God Arc.
At the limit of vision, a bright green lightning like an iron curtain crackled. Now there would be no mad Terrans who would be hit by the lightning. On the contrary, the aliens cautiously stayed away from there.
Hades was silent. He felt that the Tyranids outside the electric circle had begun to gather again - it seemed that new node creatures had been born.
He did not intend to use the Black Domain again. The Tyranids were a race that could evolve quickly, so Hades decided to be more cautious.
Moreover, it seems that the cost outweighs the gain, and the Tyrannosaurus are retreating after eating up the biomass in other areas.
For the time being, they probably won't confront Terran head-on.
Hades thought, with the current strength of his side... Blake and Barry can be almost completely ignored. If they really provoke Tyran's large army...
Hades thought that he might be able to fight them head-on, but there was no need for that at the moment.
If what Trazyn said was true, there was no human civilization left in this star region that he could save.
Let him ask Blake what is going on with the human empire first, and then Hades can make his own decision.
Hades swallowed his saliva. He should go back. He was so busy eating that he almost forgot that there were two Space Marines lying dead there.
Hades wandered around, his tongue telling him that what he had just eaten seemed a bit harmful to the two little guys, so he looked for something less toxic.
Hades' eyes lit up when he saw the lake that had been turned into a thick biomass soup by Tyranid.
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Blake awoke in a deep sense of calm.
This was the most comfortable sleep he had ever had in his life.
Blake took a long breath and stretched subconsciously—
He saw Hades sitting by the fire roasting worms.
There was a click as Blake's waist was half stretched.
He sat up straight in silence, hoping that Hades didn't realize his ugly behavior.
But fortunately, Hades was staring at the half-roasted Terran and did not notice Blake's little trick.
"grown ups."
Blake said something, and Hades turned his head and looked at him with a smile.
"woke up?"
Hades asked casually,
"Awake," said Blake dryly. "I'm sorry, I fell asleep - I'm willing to accept any punishment."
"No," Hades waved his hand, "You've reached your limit. It's normal to take a break. Try this—"
Hades handed over Tyrion's pliers. Blake blinked. Tyrion's weapons were also alive. He saw the narrow eyes under the gap of the methanogenic shell.
It seems that he died with his eyes open.
Blake closed his eyes and took a bite with a fearless attitude -
It tasted just as bad as he had imagined.
He glanced over to see Pluto happily biting into the exact same thing he was holding.
Blake was silent.
This may be his own problem.
Or maybe this is punishment.
Mingzi tried his best to control the twitching of his face, and in a desperate and fearless state, he barely finished eating the half-roasted Terran.
“Does it taste okay?”
Hades asked, but for some reason, Blake didn't answer him.
Hades frowned. He felt that the taste was okay.
It may also be because he is not used to eating it, Hades thought.
"I also collected some liquid biomass. You can drink some of this."
Hades brought out a bowl of chitinous shells, which contained some kind of sticky, bright green, bubbling liquid.
Blake recognized that it was the Tyranids' biomass soup - the Tyranids would throw all living things into it and then turn them into this biomass soup for their mothership to eat.
Hades frowned as if he remembered something.
“But this doesn’t taste very good.”
Blake shuddered.
"I'm not hungry."
He said word by word, "Thank you for your kindness—"
He caught a glimpse of Barry who was still sleeping.
"But I thought Barry might be hungry."
He looked at the Gene Father and smiled, "I had this plan as well. He fainted and can't eat solid food. This is less toxic. Feed him some."
I'm sorry, Barry.
Blake quickly took the "bowl", then held Barry down and fed him biomass.
Hades watched the scene with satisfaction.
Finally, Barry was completely motionless, as if he were dead.
But Blake knew that Barry had simply fallen into a deeper coma due to the nutrients he had taken in, and his body was healing rapidly.
Blake put down the bowl with a hope in his heart and continued to take the insect limbs handed to him by the Father of Genes. His tongue had now begun to gradually adapt to the poison.
"I looked around," Hades said, "This is the only place left on this planet. The Zerg have corroded or devoured almost all the metal. The remaining metal is not enough for me to build a signal tower."
"My Lord, Barry is a psyker, he can call upon others."
Blake immediately replied,
Hardy paused, "It seems that this is the only way."
But... can you really call someone
In fact, it was with this concern that Hades, after having eaten his fill, left the arc circle and used Star God Lightning to knock down a Tyranid mothership - if that didn't work...
Hades sighed again.
It would be better to try to call the human fleet first. He didn't want to stuff himself into the Tyranids and leave the planet.
Hades blinked and stared at the fire.
Just as he was distracted, Blake spoke.
"Sir... Can I call you father?"
As soon as Blake opened his mouth, he regretted it, because Pluto was staring at him with a blank expression.
Hades had thought about countless scenarios when he woke up, such as helping Trazyn clean up the museum, beating up Chaos, and saving Old Mo...
But he never expected that he would have to face the generation issue as soon as he woke up from doing sit-ups.
It's impossible to say it's not weird.
If what Blake said was true, then there was now a chapter in the Empire with him as its father - perhaps even more than one.
Even if we can get away with this problem now, sooner or later we will have to face at least one member of a regiment.
Hades was silent.
He did not dislike his offspring, he even admired them - no matter where these offspring came from, they did have a blood connection.
When faced with a small can that suits your aesthetic and looks very much like you, there is nothing you can refuse.
Hades even had the illusion that the chess pieces he had painted were magnified.
So Hades began to try hard to recall how Mortarion faced the Death Guard.
Oh, it seems that this big brother is very disgusted with the original Terran Death Guard.
But for the Barbarus, Mortarion was happy to let them call him father.
To be honest, if the Son of Pluto was really created based on his genes, then there would be absolutely no problem for them to call Hades father.
But... Hades remained silent.
He always feels that he is still young.jpg
It’s like a model worker who works so hard for the company, then faints after suffering from a serious illness due to overwork, and then wakes up to find that he has a baby.
Who on earth took advantage of him while he was sleeping and did this to him
But it is understandable... After all, to establish a war group... generally requires high-quality gene seeds.
Hades was sweating frantically in his heart.
No, no no no no, but that's not the problem,
Hades realized that he had been silent for too long, so he looked at Blake.
"I'm glad you asked,"
Hades said, "That is your power - but before that, since I have been sleeping and I am a little confused, I wish to ask you a question."
Blake nodded nervously.
Hades blinked.
"Ordinarily, most Chapters call their Primarch Father - if I'm not mistaken, your parent Chapter is the Death Guard? Then you should call Mortarion Father - so why me?"
Hades watched as Blake froze.
After a long while, Blake stuttered and said,
"You are our father, King. The Great Sage Jin said that you are our only father, and the Son of Hades is only loyal to you."
"Gold? Gold-306?!"
Hades' voice suddenly rose, "He, he created the Son of Hades?"
"Yes, my lord," Blake explained quickly, "Every Hades knows that it was the Great Sage Jin who established the Sons of Hades with the gene seeds and blood you left behind."
So that's it! Hades thought, no wonder.
He thought of the two academic lunatics. It was them. Hades' doubts were immediately relieved.
But... Hades lowered his eyes, and it seemed that Jin-306 was still alive... Good thing... He had already prepared himself to see only the Corpse King after waking up.
"So I am defined as the Primarch by the Empire?" Hades continued to ask, "Or did Jin let you call me that in private?"
"You are not the Primarch!" Black raised his voice anxiously, "How can you be a Primarch? You are far superior to them—"
"Wait?! You mean the Primarch type of thing???"
Blake stopped talking suddenly.
Hades looked at him in disbelief. Blake realized that he had said the wrong thing, but his father's gaze was so burning that after a long while, Blake finally spoke quietly.
"Grand Magus Jin often tells us about Lord Mortarion's great deeds, and Lord Karas often scolds Lord Mortarion in his political lessons - so everyone thinks Lord Mortarion is a bit anthropomorphic."
Anthropomorphism??? What cruel thing has Mortarion done again
At this time, Hades did not know that this might not be a metaphor, but a description of Mortarion after his sanctification.
Hades felt like he was full of question marks.
"As a god-man in the state religion who is as famous as the God-Emperor, you are naturally far superior to the Primarch."
State religion? What
As famous as the Divine Emperor?!
Hades felt that the question marks in his head were about to explode. What cruel things had the empire done in the past ten thousand years
Isn't it that Lorgar is gone - where does the national religion line come from? !
It couldn't be that Mortarion did this? !
Hades raised his hand, signaling Blake to stop talking.
He took a few deep breaths and said weakly,
"I see… "
"You can call me father, Blake."
Hades first calmed down his questioning mind and said as calmly as possible,
For some reason, when he said this, he always felt that he had grown older, more experienced, and had to shoulder certain responsibilities... Hades wanted to find a place where no one was around and smoke a cigarette to calm himself down.
"Father," Blake said immediately.
For some reason, these words evoked a sense of relief in Hades' heart.
Although... Hades raised his head with a vicissitudes of life. He had already anticipated that the empire that had written him into the state religion and was even as famous as Neos would probably do something ruthless again.
But there should be some cruel things among these things that he doesn't dislike
For example, the Sons of Pluto.
Hades calmly looked away again.
It's weird so it's weird.
"Well, I am glad to have a descendant like you who fought to the end."
Hades said, "But Blake, I want you to tell me about the Imperium. Let me see... let's start with the Dark Angels of the First Legion?"
He planned to listen to the cruel words of the state religion one last time, and Hades was afraid that he could not bear it.
(End of this chapter)