[That's it.]
Mortarion said wearily that the past years had made him tired and painful... Hades had taught him that he should communicate with words first, and then use force if communication failed.
But over the years, Mortarion has come to appreciate the importance of taking the first step.
If you can kill with one blow, don't waste your breath.
Hades did not reply to him. Mortarion looked up in astonishment and saw Hades, who was serious and silent.
Hades blinked when Mortarion looked at him.
"… Thanks for your hard work."
Hades said that perhaps there was something wrong with Mortarion's words, but considering the state of the Pale Lord at the time... he shouldn't blame the Lord of Death.
Mortarion spread his hands, [It's all over.]
[They at least... ] The Pale Lord was silent for a moment, [I don't want to gloat over their misfortune. After all, Angron and Guilliman have helped me a lot - but in this matter, they did receive their own punishment. ]
[At least... ] He looked away and stared at the relief of the God Emperor and Hades on the wall. [The result is good. ]
Mortarion then added,
[Does this disgust you, Hades? ]
Hades laughed, "I'm a pragmatist, as long as it works."
[… Do you… do you feel uncomfortable because of this? ]
"Nothing is as disgusting as a Star God saying something to me," Hades smiled, "Don't worry, if I really lose control, I will just explode Chaos."
Mortarion smiled, too.
[Then I will go and kill the remaining three.]
!
"Wait?!" Hades yelled, "Three???"
Mortarion blew out white mist.
[emperor.]
He said, "Malcador is fallen, the sacred number is five, and he occupies the first position."
He looked at Hades as if he was frozen, with a wonderful expression on his face,
Finally, Hades' eyes wandered, and he laughed awkwardly.
"I think there's something wrong with Lao Ma? But it's not to this extent yet?"
Mortarion slowly stood up and looked at Hades seriously. The Pale Lord suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Malcador... Malcador... It was Hades who mentioned Malcador before, and it was his full name. Hades mentioned Malcador more often than he mentioned Guilliman!
Yet Hades' words continued,
"Malcador, I remember he once asked me to trust him, and..." Hades' voice trailed off, "If it weren't for Malcador, I might have been deceived by the Deceiver."
Mortarion didn't say anything, he just stared at Hades. There are two possibilities... Either Hades is really stupid, or...
You shouldn't trust him.
Mortarion said, saying what he had said a thousand times, "No being can maintain itself while the power of the Warp consumes it."
At the same time, white mist spread, filling the entire space not covered by the black domain at an extremely fast speed, and then he discovered -
Monitors and listeners, completely different styles, completely different principles, a total of 556, but 555 of them have been scrapped, destroyed by Hades' black domain and the star god's lightning.
Mortarion cut off the last monitor without hesitation.
Hades in front of him gave an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry," Hades said, "he wanted so badly to gain my trust that he was too cautious."
Mortarion narrowed his eyes and stared at Hades in front of him.
"I tried to warn you," Hades said, looking toward the last monitor. "He was keeping a close eye on me. I didn't even get a chance to be alone with the Lord of Mankind. He had eyes and ears everywhere."
Mortarion was silent for a moment.
Finally he just sighed and collapsed again.
[I'm glad I didn't really carry you just now. ]
"So you can really carry me?"
The white mist around Hades transformed into the god of death holding a scythe, ready to chop directly at Hades, but Hades suddenly shrank back.
"Okay, okay, I won't let you fly with me!"
[Aren't you worried that I might reveal some important information? ]
"I'm sure you can understand what I mean by this."
Hades said seriously, "Didn't you notice that the sickle on your sofa is pointing to the monitor? I, I thought you had noticed it at that time. I left the decision to you."
A long stream of mist blew out of Mortarion's mask, and the negative emotions that had just arisen dissipated instantly.
The Primarch wiped his face. He hadn't felt speechless for a long time.
What else can he say when facing a psychic Muggle
[We should not have any expectations for mutual understanding.]
Mortarion said.
Hades showed a very disappointed expression.
"Then how did you find out that I hinted at you?"
[Because you're generally not that stupid.]
Mortarion said calmly, "There is something wrong with Malcador. You and I can both see it."
[He is the biggest problem of the empire right now.]
[You... where was he exposed?]
"Caliban," Hades said truthfully, "I believe Malcador has concealed the Three Sacred Artifacts from me, and his attitude towards lions is also worth considering."
[Three Sacred Vessels?]
Mortarion asked, "What is that?"
"The technology of some ancient race. Ouroboros, Plague Heart, and Tuchucha Engine. The three combined together can dig a webway."
Hades said truthfully that in fact, the description of these three artifacts in the original book was too vague. They seemed to have the function of traveling through time, but... it was not clear.
Mortarion paused.
"That's the lion's business," the Primarch said cautiously. "The Emperor likes to collect treasures. This may be his hobby."
[Or...]Mortarion said,[We can leave this matter to Roboute Guilliman.]
"So... where is the former Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds?"
Mortarion smiled. "I think he suffered a lot, but he deserved it."
[No…] Mortarion said, [This is necessary practice. Since he has not been discovered by the emperor for so long, I think we can trust him.]
… … … … …
This is a remote marginal world where uncivilized humans have established civilization. They have built dirty and noisy markets, established city-states, and driven the poor into slums.
Wizards still occupy an important position on this planet, telling fortunes for those in power and warding off evil and bringing in good fortune.
The raven cried.
A giant in a plain robe walked out from a dark corner of the slums. He had already taken off his crown. His steps were light, and every step left frost on the rugged ground.
Turning left, going straight, and turning right, he found the faint raven's eye on the wall.
The white-haired giant chanted a spell under his breath. He put his hand, which was used to holding a sword and a pen, on the wall. A corner of the wall was revealed, and he took the note.
He took a different route back to his temporary residence. People met him along the way, but they seemed to be unable to see him.
The crowded, shabby room was filled with books, blazing candles, strange-colored liquids, astrolabes, rulers and compasses, and parchment.
This is a penance.
If you want to defeat it completely and prevent it from ever rising again, you must be more tolerant, more patient, and more cunning than it.
The final blow killed him.
Guilliman unfolded the note, dripping his own blood on it, and the words appeared.
+Prepare for revenge.+
That's what it says.
The Primarch looked up and saw a map of the empire's territory hanging on the wall. On the edge of the parchment, which was blackened by the smoke, a small dot was moving.
The lion is about to be discovered.
as well as…
He is back.
It's time to take action.
… … … … …
The light of the star god's lightning crackled in the room.
I can contact him.
Mortarion said, "I hope he has not yet become completely absorbed in the study of the Empyrean."
Hades blinked, "Guilliman learning psionics... Sorry, I still find it a little unbelievable."
He must accept it, Mortarion said. The later he accepts it, the more blood will flow.
"All right."
Hades said, "Then... it's up to you."
He was standing, the black stone was floating beside Hades, and next to Hades' feet was a black stone coffin the size of the original body.
… Well, it wasn't a coffin, it was just a fully enclosed black stone bed with a flip top, adapted for the winged Primarchs,
"You really don't plan to go out?" Hades said, "Why don't you go see Old Man Huang?"
I will.
Mortarion said, stretching himself.
But you already know everything.
The Primarch smiled and raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to make a joke.
[Since you are here, the situation is very good - I think Chaos can no longer be suppressed. Before they have time to stir up the warp storm again, why don't we attack them directly. ]
That's right... It seems that if Huang Laohan wants, he can call Lorgar, Fenus, Vulcan, Wolf King, Guilliman, Khan...
Then why did he have to catch Hades
Hades frowned, "Don't tease me. If the Necrons come, we will still have to kneel."
"Old Ma... There are many suspicious points on Old Ma's side as well."
Hades whispered, "Why do I feel like it won't be that simple?"
[At this point...] Mortarion said, [Your efforts just now will work. I am back. I don't think the emperor will tolerate it for long.]
Mortarion looked up at the ceiling with hazy eyes.
[The order, the rules of the Warp,] he said, [for 5, the first is 6... He will kill Slaanesh...]
[I can feel this part, but that's all... I think he will tell you on his own initiative.]
Mortarion gave a sarcastic smile.
[After all, you have gained His "trust."]
[It's your business.]
Mortarion said confidently, "I want to rest."
"sleep!"
Hades sighed loudly, "I won't stop you—my conscience isn't that dark yet."
So Mortarion lay down in the coffin, no, in the bed, in a victorious posture. The Primarch closed his eyes with satisfaction, and soon, he looked as peaceful as if he had died.
Hades sighed, he helped to close the lid and put away the black domain, then he opened the door and saw Karas staring at him at the door.
"stop,"
Karas said, holding up one hand to distance himself from Hades.
"I refuse to reminisce with you. Do not talk to me. You are forbidden to call me by my full name. Get out of my sight as soon as possible. Please leave the handover to Vox. I am only responsible for handing the Eldar God to you. You are responsible for locking her up and taking her out as a sacrifice when the time comes."
(End of this chapter)