Devour.
hunger.
as well as…
Machado.
!
The stars shattered, and Hades exerted force with his fingers. The black mist moved with his will, covering the mountaintop. In his other hand, the lava heart groaned, and the cracks in the ground breathed together.
He recalled his past with shock and was horrified by his own abnormality.
Even though he was still hungry.
Hades felt his blood pulsating and burning. He might have just eaten a small portion of the Burner in the illusion.
This part of power burned him, making him subconsciously angry.
After realizing this, Hades said nothing, his expression as cold as a sculpture.
In a trance, he heard the deceiver's curses and pleas for mercy, and the star god even seemed to be cursing Malcador -
In the layers of shackle-like darkness, the Deceiver struggled to escape, but the gravity from Pluto pulled him back roughly, preventing him from hiding in illusions and other dimensions.
… Solve this trouble first, as soon as possible, immediately, right away… Dark air spewed out from Hades' breath.
No... Malcador... No no no... Magnus...
Let Him... this guy... pay for his actions.
"Why are you so obsessed with getting me to eat?"
Hades asked via radio waves, his calm face reminded the Trickster of that damn guy, the Void Dragon - the same expressionless face.
The Deceiver forced a smile, which meant there was still room for negotiation. He suppressed his dissatisfaction and anger, and tried to send a signal of peace talks—but was interrupted directly by Hades.
"I recognize you,"
Darkness welled up from Hades's single eye, and silver tears appeared in his metal eye.
“… a fraud.”
Hades tiredly transmitted the information with his consciousness. At the same time, the Deceiver felt the darkness around him suddenly gather. He tried to communicate urgently.
[but-]
"Shh! ... You know what,"
Pluto interrupted the Deceiver's words. He slowly but clearly imprinted his will into the Deceiver's mind.
"When facing a Riddler like you, I usually beat him up and then kill him directly."
!
The next moment, darkness fell!
… … … …
The cracked earth, the poisonous gas rising from the cracks hit the armor, the world was dim, and only the semi-solidified magma that emerged from the cracks in the ground illuminated the wilderness.
Buz raised his head. Sages from Faos were walking around him. The red-robed men were running past him towards the holy land in ecstasy, the hems of their robes brushing against his armor. He looked at the mountaintop shrouded in black fog in disbelief.
Behind him were the seventh and eighth groups of Hades' Sons, who were on high alert. But now, all the Sons of Hades subconsciously looked up and looked at the miracle before them.
After landing on the ground, discipline was quietly broken. No one knew how to deal with this situation. They were infected by astonishment and tension... and were at a loss.
On the top of the mountain, darkness is silently watching all living beings.
Its edges are smooth, like a calm ocean.
The mechanical sages were reveling.
Fortunately, Mingzi's training was qualified, so these warriors didn't tremble subconsciously, or...
kneel.
Boots swallowed. This was a special situation that Karas had never told him about, and he was a little unsure what was going on - but he was ready.
If there was anything wrong with what he observed about Pluto, Boots would activate the extermination order without hesitation.
... However, the current scene... He was standing on a planet that was torn apart and then closed again by a huge force. Could the extinction order really be effective against this kind of creature
In other words, can that kind of existence really be called a living thing
He may not be a biological being, but he is still their father.
Buzz was amused by his sudden bizarre idea, which allowed him to pull himself away from the tremor caused by his nature. He forced himself to look away, not at the great being, but to look to the side.
At least the darkness remained silent, and it didn't look like it would change any time soon.
This kind of situation... apart from a large number of extermination orders, human intervention alone can't do much. Buzz recalled the scene when he faced Blood Red Alpha... He had already let it go.
Buz was silent. He gestured to Group 7 and Group 8 to "stand by" and walked to the side. Not far away, the poor, scarred, and lonely Son of Pluto was half-kneeling there. The wounds on his body had long been corroded by the sulfur gas, revealing a pale color.
Realizing that Boots was coming towards him, Black flinched for a moment as he quietly hid the Magnus Stone.
"Quiet."
Blake whispered.
"Are you okay, Blake?"
Buzz said, and looked back with some amusement. Cobb from Group 8 asked him to go together, and Buzz agreed.
Urgent footsteps were heard, and a bearded man came running over while staring at the dark mountain top. Seeing Cober coming, Blake paused.
"Moderately injured, Chapter Master."
Blake replied in a muffled voice. After confirming that Blake was conscious and not possessed by his consciousness, Booth immediately spoke.
"Do you know anything about Gene Father, Blake Butcher?"
The warrior in green-skin-style armor gritted his teeth, as if the next words would take a lot of his determination.
"Pluto's condition is... not right."
Blake lowered his voice, and Buzz heard Cober gasp behind him. Buzz was not surprised, he confirmed once again that the darkness on the top of the mountain had not changed, and that the group of sages had only stopped and started to praise, with no intention of moving forward.
"Is it moody?"
Boots asked as casually as possible, "Perhaps still thirsty for psychic energy?"
When the word "psychic power" was mentioned, Boots keenly noticed that Blake's expression changed slightly.
Sure enough, something is wrong...
Blake didn't answer Buzz directly, which further confirmed Buzz's point of view... Things were heading in the worst direction, and Buzz was not surprised at all.
This was exactly what Karas had warned him about.
The darkness still did not respond.
Buzz took off the sickle on his back, and the sickle flashed a dim light in his hand. This was an agreed signal. Even though the bastards were still staring at the darkness without blinking... but the weapons in their hands were obviously ready.
Buzz silently heard a slight gasp on the communication channel.
I don’t know whether it is an honor or a shame for them to be killed by the Father of Genes just after they met.
Boots bent down and tried to pull Black up, but Black refused. The butcher seemed to realize what they were trying to do, and he shook his head in surprise.
"He's just... he's just a little... off,"
Blake stuttered.
"Pluto loves us. This may be... a conspiracy of the enemy."
"We can try to wake him up... It was the same with the Death Guard back then... As long as some of them were sacrificed..."
Buz made a silencing gesture and shook his head calmly.
"Those are just hearsay, Blake,"
There was a hint of sadness in his voice. "In fact, I have read the cause of death report. It is rumored that Senior Morag, who stopped the Pale Lord, died in the middle of the disaster."
"I don't know the details, but the truth of the matter is that the Soulless arrived, traumatized the Pale Lord at a terrible cost, and exiled Him."
"It was not Morag who joined forces with the psykers of the Death Guard and the Son of Hades as rumored to have awakened the Pale Lord."
"Besides, even if the rumors are true, where would you find a psychic?"
Blake turned down Buzz again with a pale face. Seeing this, Buzz stopped insisting. He stood up and thought about the upcoming war.
There wasn't much they could do, they would do their best to record Pluto's status, injure him if possible, and then send the information to the Death Guard.
Karas had two considerations when sending the son of Pluto over.
In the first level, Hades and the Son of Hades have a natural resonance, which will make it easier for Buzz to judge, and may also allow the hypothetical monster to be immersed in astonishment for a moment.
If Pluto still had some humanity left, then that would be the best possible ending.
The second level... If Hades has fallen... Then for Karas and the Death Guard, the son of Hades with Hades' blood flowing in his veins can no longer be trusted!
Their final purpose is to stop Hades.
The extermination order had been prepared long ago. As for those crazy but pious sages, Buz's greatest restriction was to ask them not to interfere in the upcoming battle - it was difficult to determine which side these people would support.
Seeing that Boots had given up on Blake, Cobb behind him looked into the air and nervously tried to pull Blake up.
"Oh, don't be so stubborn. Our gene father... is really not normal?"
Cobb and Blake whispered nervously.
"He is a great man, although I don't know why..."
Black raised his voice. "Perhaps we have misunderstood why we are hostile to him? Chapter Master, he has never shown hostility to me. Perhaps we should—"
His voice was cut off in the wind.
The lonely black sea moved.
Everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on it, as if staring at a slowly falling meteor.
The two teams were divided into two, and the red robes of the mechanical sages standing to separate the two teams fluttered. This was a standing ceremony. Each sage held a piece of parchment hanging down to the ground in his hand, on which was all the research and development of Faos in the past ten thousand years.
The parchment rustled in the bleak wind.
This is a representation of Phaos being worthy of being the Messiah of Om.
At the front of the line was Kirkland, who was standing stiffly with nothing in his hands. Rather than saluting, he seemed to be simply frozen.
Boots swallowed.
The darkness rippled and dissipated as quickly as fireworks. The darkness was not a pure entity. In an instant, Buzz saw arcs of electricity growing in the darkness like blood vessels.
The figure was reflected in his black pupils.
They see Him reflected in their eyes.
Pluto.
The god surrounded by lightning, metal, fire and darkness.
The withered golden silk disappeared in His left hand, while the hot beating lava heart was restrained by His right hand.
…
…
Boots' heart beat slowly, and his thoughts perhaps stopped for a few moments.
He felt a tremor as if his soul was hit hard, and he felt dizzy, but he still insisted on standing. He heard the sound of armor clanking. The sage had already knelt down, and then the sons of Hades, they knelt down one by one.
But Buzz was sure that this was some kind of strong sense of oppression and submission. If he had not faced more than one rebellious primarch before, perhaps Buzz would have laid down his arms and surrendered now.
In his peripheral vision, Boots caught a glimpse of the Sons of Pluto, at least half-kneeling. Damn it, they were just trying to protect their last bit of dignity, right? What a bunch of little bastards.
Buzz thought in a suffocating moment... And the old bastard, Karas asked him to play this thing
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, looked at Pluto's face, trying to figure out what was going on—Karas, you old bastard!
He could have died quietly and peacefully on Macragge! Maybe he could have seen Guilliman's spirit before he died!
However, at this moment, Buzz saw Pluto's unfocused black pupils.
And then—Pluto moved.
Hades opened his mouth and shouted hoarsely, but he only coughed up blood. Hades stumbled down the mountain. He almost fell down and was almost in a mess, rolling and crawling.
He left the mountaintop quickly.
People just froze in place, at a loss as to what to do, a state of confusion caused by fear and stress.
Hades coughed violently, vomiting large mouthfuls of liquid from his mouth - some of it was blood, some of it was not, more like semi-dried magma.
Finally, in the wind, they heard the first sound of Hades.
"horse-"
"Magnus?!!!!"
Hades ran straight towards Blake, retching as he ran, as if he wanted to vomit out his internal organs.
"Magnus, I didn't eat you, did I?! Magnus!!!"
Hades's terrible scream tore through the silence.
As if responding to Hades' cry, a sharp scream came from Blake's body and a red light appeared.
[Don’t come over here! Turn off your black zone! ! ! ! ]
Boots's expression seemed to burst.
oh.
Buz thought slowly, this kid Blake has a trick up his sleeve, right
"It's great that you're not dead, Magnus!!! It's great! It's great - I haven't fallen to such a level!!! Magnus!!! It's great!"
The look on Hades' face could almost be called relief, and he nearly fell again the moment he heard Magnus' cry, which slowed him down.
Hades hurriedly passed the line of sages and said apologetically,
"Sorry, please wait a moment."
"besides-"
Hades casually handed the compressed and imprisoned Burner fragment in his hand to the thin natural man sage who was in the lead.
"Please keep it for me for the time being."
Kirkland was shaking in disbelief, he almost fainted, the sage who had handed over the fire to him from the god on the holy mountain staggered and almost fell down.
"Magnus—"
"Are you okay?! And Blake!!!"
[Don’t come over yet!!!]
The red giant rose up. Boots turned his head stiffly and saw the shadow of the traitorous Primarch Magnus in front of Black.
Booth lowered his gaze and stared at Blake, who had already looked away.
Hades took a deep breath and slammed on the brakes, "Okay, I won't go over there yet!"
He still felt hungry and almost out of control. He was still throbbing with the feeling of surviving a disaster. Hades stretched out a hand and touched his mouth. The cold lower half of the metal mask appeared, and a metal chain was sewn on the mouth.
Hades calmed down. Magnus was still alive. The second priority had been confirmed.
"I won't eat you."
Hades said as he took a step forward and cautiously approached the group of Pluto's sons who were standing there in a daze.
Until this moment, Hades had the leisure to care about other things. His eyes subconsciously looked at Buzz. Hades saw a face that was very similar to his, and Buzz was also looking at him.
This is... Son of Pluto.
Hades's steps slowed down a bit, and before he could look away, he asked,
"Blake, are you okay?"
(End of this chapter)