Hades opened his mouth and raised his hand in vain, but only saw Karas leaving him with a determined back.
He didn't even spare a glance at the "coffin" that held Mortarion.
Hades retracted his gaze and looked at the gauntlet. Karas personally handed him the key to open the prison cell on the bottom floor of the Endurance. As for what was imprisoned down there... it was self-evident.
Just now, Mortarion had a brief talk with Hades about the Eldar. The Eldar had long been divided internally. The Death Guard had absorbed some of the Savage Eldar, Ark Eldar, and Harlequins.
But then the Harlequins left, and disappeared without a trace until they tried to summon Mortarion again by force.
Just like the sudden attempt ten thousand years ago, the Death Army led by Evelyne proposed their cooperation and rushed into the garden to rescue Aisha. After that, with the help of Aisha and Sigourchi, the Eldar will fully assist the Death to kill Slaanesh.
Unsurprisingly, Mortarion was backstabbed, and the end result was that the Death Guard imprisoned Aisha and slaughtered most of the Eldar.
According to Mortarion... it seems that there is some trouble in Xigouqi. At least the current situation of the Death Army is not optimistic.
The defeat of the Death Army in the garden also meant that the Eldar race was temporarily unable to integrate its power, and these pointy-eared creatures were now a group of scattered sand.
Hades turned his head to look at Mortarion's "bed". He called the death shrouds and decided to move Mortarion to a more comfortable place.
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Hades also decided to take a look at the prison where the elves were imprisoned and reinforce it.
Hades thought, in addition to white bean sprouts (Ark Eldar), flower bean sprouts (Harlequin Troupe), and wild bean sprouts (Wild World), there are also black bean sprouts (Dark Eldar)...
He remembered the shadow of the Dark Eldar that appeared in the Ministry of the Interior. It seemed that compared with other Eldar branches, the development of the Dark Eldar was not as Hades remembered.
What happened to the Dark Eldar
Hades' thoughts began to diverge. The Dark Eldar's stronghold was Commorros deep in the Webway. Except for the Dark Eldar themselves, it was difficult for other races to point out where this dark and shining country was on the map.
According to the annual report of the Cult of the Underworld, at least 12% to 21% of the Soulless in the Empire go missing or die due to the plundering of the Dark Eldar every year. It seems that since the debauchery of Slaanesh ten thousand years ago, these Dark Eldar have been particularly fond of the Soulless.
Hades knew why they did it, it was a simple question, and the answer was himself... which made Hades feel disgusted and unhappy.
Since the birth of Slaanesh, the souls of every Eldar will be threatened by Slaanesh after their death. Slaanesh will devour their souls and make them fall into darkness and pain forever.
In order to deal with the threat posed by Slaanesh, each Eldar race has developed different countermeasures.
The Ark Eldar use soul stones to collect the souls of the deceased and embed them into the infinite circuits of the Ark—the souls in them can also provide energy or become some kind of machine soul;
The Savage Eldar also use Soul Stones to store souls. The only difference between them and the Ark Eldar is that the Soul Stones will be placed in the World Soul.
The Harlequin Troupe is directly protected by the Eldar God Xigochi, and their souls return to Xigochi after they die;
As for the Dark Eldar... they have neither soul stones nor the protection of the Eldar gods. Their souls are exposed to the desires of Slaanesh, and their solution to this is to absorb the souls and pain of slaves to make up for their own gradually damaged souls.
In other words, the Dark Eldar have embarked on a path similar to Slaanesh, where Slaanesh feeds on their souls, and they torture other slaves to absorb their souls in order to reduce the influence of Slaanesh on them.
So why do they capture the soulless? The answer is obvious.
The Empire's Dark Cults can also provide means of avoiding Slaanesh, the Soulless, or praying to Hades.
The essence of praying to Hades is actually throwing one's soul to Hades, so Hades has no way to screen... He cannot reject the prayers of foreigners.
A faint white mist came with cold air. Hades placed his hand on the prison door, on which flashed delicate psychic runes, which Hades could not understand at all.
But Karas had told him not to move.
Hades waited patiently for the door to open. A choking white mist came in through the crack of the door, and he saw a figure imprisoned by chains and spears - Aisha.
Perhaps this is how she was held captive in the Garden of Nurgle.
This thought suddenly popped up in Hades' mind, and he began to think about how to reinforce the cage.
Hades stepped into this space. The room seemed to extend infinitely. Mist spread to the end of the sight. Liquid dripped down, and new buds grew in the suspended dark blood, but withered again. Drops of blood formed an altar, and chains extended from the void like a spider web.
Hearing the footsteps, Elsa, who was kneeling on the ground, turned her head subconsciously - but she only heard the sound of chains. Hades walked past the altar on the ground and went around to the interrogation chair.
At this time, Hades saw the iron eye patch nailed firmly on the head of the Eldar god. Unlike an endless garden, the god of death could not bear the endless river of tears, so Mortarion chose a simple and crude method.
+Pluto? +
A whisper-like sound was heard, and Hades blinked and hung the torture device on the interrogation chair back on the wall.
Since Mortarion has played the bad guy, he will play the good guy.
"You don't seem to be afraid of me?"
Hades said as he sat down and tried to keep the Black Domain away from Mortarion's arrangements as much as possible.
Elsa sobbed and tried to wipe away her tears, but all she felt was cold steel.
+You are hope,+she said,+why fear?+
An alien Warp being said he was hope, Hades thought, happy.
This didn't feel as friendly to him as when those green skins called him the black boss.
"I only guarantee the survival of mankind, nothing else."
Hades continued, "If you say so... then why betray the Pale Lord?"
Aisha paused, becoming a little hesitant.
+In the garden… +She sighed, +The Lord of Death was infected by Him. He was too obsessed with power, but I just wanted to stay away, so I took a wrong step. +
Aisha said calmly, straightening her thin body. Opposite her, Hades, whose face was shrouded in darkness, leaned forward.
Hades was wondering whether the elves were too confident or they had become accustomed to true and false words.
+I apologize for this. +Elsa felt herself about to cry again, but the iron eye mask of the god of death stopped her tears. +I just wanted to leave so badly, I wanted to see my children so badly. +
"You seem to love your own race, too."
Hades said, "At least that's a virtue."
The Eldar God pursed his lips into a frivolous smile, +I just miss them too much, thank you for your understanding - truth, goodness and beauty are always the common language. +
Well, at least betrayal is not a virtue, Hades thought about it, he wanted to talk about something else, something useful, instead of listening to nonsense.
With this time, he could have reviewed documents or checked out the crazy forums of those wise men.
"But the Eldar have fallen into decline," Hades said, "You are the God of Life. Can't you sense the Eldar's decline?"
Aisha fell silent. Hades always felt that the Eldar God wanted to cry. Her tears were like breathing, necessary for her survival.
+Tens of thousands of years,+Aisha sighed softly,+Tens of thousands of years... They were just frightened by the disaster and curled up to lick their wounds, but I think they are ready now.+
"Prepare?"
Hades smiled, if the God of the Eldar told him that he was ready to make the Eldar great again, he would simply reinforce the cage and leave.
+Prepare to give Him the final death. +
Aisha lifted her long hair beside her ears. She knew what she wanted, what the elves wanted, who could be won over now and who needed to be avoided, the truth and lies. The young gods whose half bodies were still tainted by the secular world were not like him who was corrupt and cramped. They were still worldly.
She recalled the last glimpse before she was disillusioned...
From the death of Slaanesh to the resurrection of Slaanesh, whether she hopes to restore her glory or just wants Slaanesh to die, Hades will be a great help.
She should have taken the initiative to look for Hades alone, and with the help of Sigourchi, moved him with love, truth, goodness, beauty, words and tears, and handed him the sword to kill Slaanesh, instead of being imprisoned in a cell now... She could have escaped.
But it can still be salvaged now.
This aroused Hades' interest, and he decided to temporarily suppress the question of why you betrayed Mortarion.
"Kill Slaanesh?"
Hades said, noticing how Aisha flinched at the mention of Slaanesh.
But Hades continued,
"How are you going to kill him?"
+I, Sigouch, and Broken Kane will lend you a helping hand... +
She didn't know that the Eldar God was hesitating and Hades had an expected expression on his face.
In the original book, this Eldar God seemed to have done nothing but cry. When the God of War Cain tried to exterminate the Eldar, this Eldar God cried out a river to ask Asuryan, the God of Gods, to intervene.
In the end, Asuryan took action and forbad the Eldar gods to contact the Eldar in order to protect the Eldar in disguise and calm Kane's anger.
However, after that, Aisha broke the ban without authorization and contacted the elves privately, which made Kane extremely angry, so he imprisoned Aisha and her husband.
It was not Elsa and her husband Kunos who saved them, but someone else, but that is another story.
After the birth of Slaanesh and the fall of the Pantheon, Aisha survived and was about to be plundered by Slaanesh. At this time, Nurgle stood up, repelled Slaanesh, and imprisoned Aisha in the garden.
During this period, Elsa did not take the initiative to do anything. She just waited and cried near the garden, waiting for Nurgle to come, but when she entered the garden, Elsa was still crying.
It is said that the only thing she has ever done on her own initiative is to warn mortals after drinking Nurgle's broth.
Hades frowned. He regretted coming here. He had hoped to get some information.
Hades was silent. Compared to the Chaos Gods, the Eldar Gods might be less valuable. Their myths were more absurd and illogical. But perhaps the stories of the Emperor and his descendants were also very important.
"Um?"
The communication channel rang and Hades picked up the phone. Aisha on the side was still explaining incoherently, while Hades perfunctorily replied to the people in the channel.
"Okay... come on."
Hades said finally.
Aisha was stunned. Who was coming? But before she could ask, she heard the sound of impatient footsteps.
Is it the Pale Lord
Aisha felt cold and miserable, but the next moment, Hades' voice told her the answer.
"Hey, old horse."
"Oh."
Malcador sneered and strode into the prison. He glanced at Aisha with contempt as if he were a superior, and then withdrew his gaze as if he was cherishing his own feathers.
"Go back and review the documents, Revenant."
Malcador gave a mocking smile, "You don't have to talk to a joke, or are you addicted to beauty?"
"You might as well ask Lao Mo about this," Hades smiled, "I just want to ask something useful... After all, he is a complete Eldar God, there is no need for you to be so stingy."
"she?"
Malcador laughed and looked at Aisha who was nailed to the ground with contempt, "Idiot."
"It's just the God of the Dead, who voluntarily broke his spine and begged Chaos to take him in. At least humans won't have such a shameful existence."
“Even if they do,” Malcador whispered, slicing a line across his neck with his finger and giving an aggressive smile, “the humans will take care of the scum themselves.”
"And they..." Malcador glanced at him again with disdain. "They don't even have a leader of their own. The whole race is torn apart. How can they still indulge in the illusions of the past?"
Malcador's words echoed in the fog, and Aisha felt herself trembling. She opened her mouth, but found that no words could come out of her throat.
He... what is he talking about
Elsa felt sad and wanted to cry, but she was deprived of the power.
"When did you become so aggressive?"
Hades smiled. It seemed that Malcador was still conservative when fighting against the Lord of Mankind.
"I just don't have patience for crap," Malcador said. "There are too many worms in the galaxy."
"We are just barely holding up an empire,"
Hades supported his head with his hands. He touched the lower half of his face and suppressed the desire to put on the mask.
"reluctantly?"
Malcador laughed again. He held out his hand and the scepter materialized. "Give me a chair, Hades."
Malcador knocked on Hades' leg unceremoniously. Hades raised his hand and a chair appeared. The old man sat down directly, completely ignoring Aisha.
Malcador's eyes were bright and sharp.
"I know what you're worried about, Hades... The Necrons, the Tyranids... But you know that none of them have ever fully explored and understood the realm of the Warp."
"The greenskins have long since degenerated, and the Eldar are divided. Only humans can really get their hands on this treasure house. We don't have to worry about opening a Pandora's box, because you are our real key to salvation."
Malcador lowered his voice, leaning forward towards Hades.
"I know you are hesitating, Revenant. Mortarion's warning is important, but humans need strength. You know better than us what humans will face... These tumors that parasitize the physical world are not something the Empire can easily remove."
Hades looked at Malcador. Malcador's eyes were burning with golden anger, but Hades' eyes were just calm water mixed with a little sadness.
"I just wanted to ask..." Hades said, "Malcador, are you alright?"
Malcador showed no sign of wavering, the flames blazing in the darkness.
"Good, very good," he said. "You know... Hades, you, me, the Lord of Mankind, even Mortarion, Sanguinius... we are no longer the same as before. We are on the line between madness and loyalty, bearing the weight of the world. If we continue to passively accept the squeeze of reality... there will be nothing left of us."
"So what do you mean?"
Hades asked calmly,
“Take the initiative.”
Malcador said, smiling, showing his hawk-like teeth, and the Fool leaned forward and placed his bony hand on Hades' left hand, which was resting on the armrest.
"I have a plan to kill Slaanesh."
"Sounds like Mortarion did something similar."
Hades lowered his eyes and glanced at Malcador's hand. He was hesitating whether to pull it out.
Malcador shook his head.
"That's different," the emperor said. "To kill a god once and for all, only you can do it, Hades."
"Mortarion was blinded by personal feelings. Slaanesh should be the first to fall, followed by Nurgle, but his efforts will not be in vain. He provides us with experience and the possibility of success. After Slaanesh falls, we can directly let the garden burn."
"Don't get entangled with these useless clowns, Hades. The self-depraved Eldar have long been the food of the gods, but humans still have a chance. We will divide the gods among us."
Hades looked at Malcador calmly, while to one side of them, Elsa tried to shrink back in fear. In her blinded vision, she "saw" the devil swaying beside Hades.
That is the real devil of power and war.
"So what should we do?"
Hades lowered his eyes and saw the jewelry chain emerging on Malcador's hand. Hades remained calm, and the black domain emerged. Malcador's hand on his helmet melted away, but Malcador just looked at him with a smile. When Hades asked this question, it meant that Hades had begun to think about this matter.
"Comoro," Malcador said with a smile, "we gather the Eldar together and light a fire - we need to exterminate the Eldar first."
Elsa's sobs echoed around them, but no one paid any attention.
(End of this chapter)