Boots talked with Hades for three days and three nights.
The duel cage championship on Son of Pluto lasted only three days and three nights.
In the green-skinned star region where the ship was docked, the stars slowly turned around.
The scorching warm light shone on the matte black hull for the third time. Footsteps were heard from the private room, and time began to flow again.
Looking a little tired, Buzz stepped out of the camouflage stance. Although he had been the regent of the empire, it was still a little difficult for him to follow Pluto's thoughts.
"Thanks for your hard work."
The voice of Hades followed Boots' footsteps;
Buzz raised his eyes. Beyond the blinding white light of the duel cage, in the darkness, countless pairs of piercing eyes were staring at them.
—To be precise, it was Hades behind Boots.
“Great fight!”
Hades raised his voice and raised his hand to applaud these excited Hades.
Crisp applause echoed in the hall, not hurriedly.
Hades scanned the faces of every son of Hades. He was sure that in the past three days, at least seven hundred sons of Hades had come on stage to fight—
Just for him to see.
Hades didn't just watch, he discussed with Buzz and wrote down the strengths and weaknesses of each Hades.
This is what he must do as a [qualified] genetic father.
Let me emphasize again, a [qualified] leader.
In the darkness, the wolves looked on, as if as soon as the applause stopped, these enthusiastic warriors would rush forward immediately.
A smile twitched at the corner of Hades' mouth. On Faos' ship, he had already experienced what passion was.
Now there is no need for that.
"To all the warriors who fought for humanity, I have remembered every one of you present here,"
Hades stopped applauding and said loudly,
"I'm sorry, but due to the situation, I have to put aside my acquaintance with you and learn about the current situation of the empire."
As if he had thought of something, Hardy paused, took a step forward—Booth suddenly felt something was wrong—and patted Buzz's shoulder armor.
"I'm glad that there is such an outstanding political talent in Mingzi, so that I can understand the current situation at the first time."
… Although Buzz's genes made him want to take this opportunity to provoke these guys with green eyes, in his heart, Buzz was sweating profusely.
He remembered what he had deliberately said in front of Blake before.
It turns out that Pluto thinks the same as I do.
But don't sell him, thanks.
Although he thought so in his heart, Buzz still maintained a loyal expression on the surface.
Without Libuz, Hades coughed,
The lighting technician appropriately turned the white light focused on the arena onto Hades.
Hades doesn't understand why the spotlight in Son of Pluto has a built-in direction-changing function.
Glittering white dots floated on the black helmet, and the dull black armor seemed to be shining. Hades continued,
"To be honest, I am very happy. I am happy that after 10,000 years, there are also many brilliant people among the human race. Of course, what makes me most happy is that I met you."
"I realized that at this point in time, I was no longer fighting alone. Ten thousand years ago, although I led an army and was the commander of the Death Guard, I knew very well that they only followed me because they feared, respected, and loved me as a person."
“In short, they follow me simply because I am who I am.”
Hades stopped, and the Burning Dyson Sphere on his waist was making a crackling sound.
Hades showed a relaxed smile.
"For a general, there is perhaps nothing better than this. Soldiers must be loyal to their generals. This is the principle for war to be conducted efficiently."
"but… "
Hades changed his tone.
"I look at you. You are so good. You should be more than just soldiers. I hope you can become generals, heroes, saints... or any role you think can contribute to mankind..."
"... You don't just follow me. You have your own pursuits and ideals. You can certainly refute me and question me."
Hardy paused.
"Now, we are just fellow travelers - I just started thousands of years earlier than you."
"Question, refute, or even criticize. Let the facts and truth decide right and wrong. This is your right, and it is also why you are the sons of Pluto."
In the silence, there was only the sound of breathing and the unblinking eyes above the tightly-set mouth.
Gotta give them some time.
Hades' smile widened and became cheerful, and his tone became relaxed and exaggerated.
"Of course, I ask you to do this because I am so outstanding. I want to be more than just a general..."
His voice became quieter.
Show them a big one.
Hades raised his hand, made a gesture of silence, and pointed in the direction of Terra.
Following Hades's gesture, the crowd all turned their heads slowly and uniformly, some crossed their arms, some held sickles, some stood or sat, but all stared in that direction...
The scene was magnificent and resplendent, with wine glasses clinking and toasts flowing. The superiors were dressed neatly, and under their lapels, badges hanging like bunches of plump grapes were shining.
… There was Terra.
"Ten thousand years,"
The sighing voice of Hades sounded like a ghost.
"There are still powerful enemies all around, and there are still intrigues. The only difference between the hive city ten thousand years ago and the hive city ten thousand years later is that there are a few more statues of the state religion."
"How can this not make me sigh."
"It's time... for a change that doesn't involve the influence of the Warp."
Hades fell silent.
People looked at him again, and Hades thought that he had accidentally given himself a big job.
But there was no way, seeing as how Mortarion had gone to so much trouble to build an army, sell favors, and even run into the warp to beat up Nurgle... and others... Hades, who had just returned, couldn't do anything about it.
"Go to Terra,"
Hades said,
“Following the feat of the Lord of Humanity ten thousand years ago, I will lead humanity back onto a path where we can at least survive and develop independently.”
"I need your help,"
Hades looked at the sons of Hades and raised his eyebrows.
"It seems that no one here will reject me?"
The crowd was silent.
Obviously it is the default.
Seizing the opportunity, Hades spoke quickly.
"Promise me, everyone,"
He continued,
"Keep being yourself, keep thinking - you have already learned how to take up the weapon of thought in the Sons of Pluto. Promise me that you will always be loyal, pure, and rational - as human beings."
As soon as the words were spoken, all beings fell silent.
There is only the beating of the heart and the pulse of the flowing blood.
Standing in front of Hades, Buzz Bella, the only one with his back to Hades, felt his scalp tingling and his hair shuddering.
He was sure that he was shocked and deeply moved - this was indeed a unique impromptu speech, and it was completely different from the one who had just been drinking and vomiting and complaining about the taste of the wine.
Buzz began to doubt deeply, was it really Pluto who had just cleared the table so quickly
Or... Pluto has a split personality
But the logic and connotation here... It was indeed Hades who just discussed current affairs with him.
No... Buzz thought, this should be Mingzi... It's just that the contrast is a bit big... He should understand... After all, he also likes fishing - and shocked a group of dignitaries because of it.
This is also a kind of genetics.
The crowd remained silent. Hades blinked and tapped Boots's shoulder armor again.
Buz was stunned, and quickly spoke as if waking up from a dream.
"In the name of Pluto, we will clear out the aliens in the Octareus star field next, but it will not take a short time. The legion's schedule for the next three months has been sent to each team leader. Each team leader will coordinate and change the training content on his own."
"I will also try my best to take time out for one-on-one guidance,"
Hades added,
"But due to time constraints, I will prioritize coaching fighters who have room for improvement in both political and combat skills."
Buzz nodded appropriately;
"I personally suggest strengthening political construction. There is no other business. The top ten from the duel just now will stay. I will now assign the tasks of the Octares star field to the rest. One group..."
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[Medical Room]
"Is he all right?"
"No problem at all,"
The pharmacist said sternly, "In three weeks Blake Butcher will be swinging his axe again, and in four weeks he will be on crutches and in battle."
"… That's good."
Hardy paused and opened his mouth to say something, but the pharmacist had already left to take care of the equipment. For a moment, he and Blake were the only ones left in the single room.
The familiar smell of potion wafted into Hades' nose, it really felt like returning home (?).
Hades looked at Blake. Boots went to command the regiment to meet up with Jin and the others. He poked Blake, but Blake did not move.
Generally speaking, this position belongs to Hades.
Hades stared at Blake, and after a few minutes, he seemed to remember something, and Hades took off the Magnus Stone from his waist.
"Magnus? Magnus?"
Hades asked quietly. The stone did not respond at first, but then it flickered faintly.
[What is it?]
"How are you?"
[If you don't release your black domain everywhere, I can do better. ]
"Ah-haha, then I won't ask you if you're okay."
The Magnus Stone flashed angrily.
"Suggest something else," Hades lowered his voice, "You know I can't do this."
[…]
[What happened to those greenskins?]
"What else can I do if I die?"
Hades' heart was filled with alarm, "You are still thinking about the greenskins... You won't..."
The Magnus Stone gleams faintly,
[I just want to ask if the Tyranids and the greenskins were finally dealt with? ]
Hades breathed a sigh of relief, but he had decided to raise the level of clearing out the remaining greenskins to another level - Magnus, who was thinking about the greenskins... Hades had reason to suspect that this guy had developed feelings for the greenskins.
The black stone pendant around Hades' waist remained silent.
"It's almost solved,"
Hades replied, "Next we will return to the human empire - those human worlds that you call glorious civilizations. I mean, how can you recover a little?"
[Book, quiet environment, no black zone, no Hades, no son of Hades...]
"You have one more chance."
[I'm asking you for my other soul fragments now, can you do it? ! ]
"… "
Hades thought about what he had asked Boots before.
He can ask the Grey Knights for this. According to Boots, the Grey Knights have some fragments that appear to be Magnus, but he doesn't know how many there are.
"Not now, but within a year,"
Hades said, "I can give you an answer, little Mag."
Hades' affirmative answer made Magnus speechless. After a long time,
[Do you have any news? ]
“Yes.”
Hades said, he chuckled, "My side of the war group, the son of Hades is not a vegetarian."
[… A mob] Magnus whispered, then raised his voice, [I look forward to your reply then, Negative Psychic Ogryn, but for now, do not bother the great Magnus, I need to rest.]
[If you are in trouble - or encounter a problem, a problem that requires wisdom to solve, call on the great Magnus. ]
"Okay, little Mag."
Hades said, and watched as the Magnus Stone dimmed.
He turned the stone again, and after making sure that Magnus would ignore him, Hades sighed and took back the red stone.
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"You, come with me."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The entire nest was shaking violently, rubble was falling from the dome, and Dasfang was standing with his head held high and his chest puffed out, holding a large axe.
In front of the greenskin warlord, the Bonebreaker, with one leg pinned by a stone pestle, was gasping for breath, with blood flowing from under its body.
"You're so big."
The Bone Crusher said this with emotion, then tore off his clothes and ripped them into strips. He ignored the large front teeth that were a circle larger than his own, turned around and tied up the front of his legs that were pinned down.
"You're not going to leave?"
The big front tooth saw the intention of the bone crusher, and the green skin squatted down and looked into its eyes from the side of the bone crusher.
"You have great potential,"
The big front tooth said,
"You know, in ancient times there was a giant green-skinned empire that fought in the warp for hundreds of fucking years, and when it came out it hit the human empire in the face with a stick."
After tightening the bandage, the Bone Crusher drew out his knife and pointed it at the part that was pressed down.
The Bonebreaker laughed at himself.
"You want to take me in as your dog?"
"No,"
The big front tooth shook its head, and a loud WAAAGH sound broke out! The blood and bone fragments of the bone crusher splashed on its face.
Front Fang watched the Bone Crusher wielding the knife in his hand.
"I just want every greenskin to live a happy life in a big waaagh. I can see that you have great potential, but you just lack the guidance of a—what's his name—noble person."
"I was a bad boy once," said Big Tooth. "It was Pluto who enlightened me. You need some enlightenment too."
"Pooh!"
The Bonebreaker spat, stood up shakily, picked up a fallen iron bar, and aimed it at the broken part of its leg.
"My f**king nobleman is a f**king old bastard! Get out of here! WAAAAGH!!!"
The iron bar just poked into the broken bone and became the bonebreaker's new prosthesis.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
Bone Crusher was panting. He heard the footsteps of Old Paoyan. This human could obviously be killed by a cannon, but he still came over
"I'm going to have a good fucking fight with Old Paoyan first, and then I'm going to put a fucking bullet in your girl's throat!"
Big Front Tooth shook his head.
"It seems that you have rejected the underworld."
"Then there's nothing to talk about. Let's go."
Big Fang turned around and left. The big Mag behind it looked back every step, but still obeyed Big Fang's orders and started the psychic teleportation.
The frost climbed and a row of front teeth disappeared.
"You don't take it in, but you still let it live?"
Big Mag asked in surprise, but Big Tooth just shook his head.
"… There's no need for that… That noble man is an old-fashioned man… He's stubborn and won't change… He doesn't even look at me. I'm the one who has met a noble man."
The big magli nodded obediently, but it knew... this might be the kindness of the big front tooth.
The bone crusher raised his knife and scratched the ground with the tip of the knife.
It was already so crippled that it couldn't be any more crippled, its blood was almost gone, and it was leaning on a crutch.
In front of it, the old political commissar who led the team to break out into the center of the hive was staring at it.
Lao Paoyan is so old that he can’t be any older. His face is full of wrinkles and he just needs a cane.
"Why don't you shoot me, old cannonball?"
Bonebreaker said contemptuously,
Yarrick sneered.
"... Cunning Bonebreaker, without seeing your real body, how can I confirm whether you are dead or alive?"
Yarrick held out his hand, signaling the soldiers to retreat.
"Today... I will come to see you off on your final journey to the underworld."
(End of this chapter)