Turn left and go straight, down the stairs, down the stairs, and down endless stairs. Hades was obviously familiar with the paths leading to the yellow-skinned golden toilet.
The guards opened the door for Hades, who nodded and stepped into the royal hall.
"What do you want from me again?!"
Hades shouted, squinting at the yellow-skinned man on the stairs. At first, he would climb up the stairs to take a closer look at the old man - but now, Hades hoped that the yellow-skinned man could add an escalator to the stairs in front of his golden throne.
Hades thought there was no need to walk up and down again if the message could be conveyed by shouting. Perhaps the winged Primarchs would be more comfortable when meeting the Emperor, and they could just fly.
+Yes.+
The Lord of Mankind's tone was calm.
"What can I do?!"
Hades shouted again. He was already used to the yellow-skinned man not speaking human language.
+You can follow your heart, Revenant. +
Hades was stunned. He wavered between the fact that the Lord of Mankind wanted him to carry out the Malcador Plan and that the Yellow Skin Man really knew what he was thinking, and then - Hades chose the second one.
"You know what I'm thinking?!"
Hades looked up at the Emperor, the golden sunlight from the throne shining on his face. Only the surging golden flame of the Astronomican could be seen in the black domain.
+… +
+I think I know.+
"… "
Hades opened his mouth, and he stared at the old yellow head with a frown, as if he was about to attack him with words.
But Hades' open mouth moved for a long time, but in the end he couldn't utter a few words.
"you… "
…I’m afraid he has some serious illness.
Hades whispered, but the Emperor interrupted him, and the Lord of Mankind waved his hand and said firmly,
+I just hope you stay true to yourself, Hades. +
Hardyselcon hand,
"That's not the way to draw a pie in the sky—Nyos! Are you kidding me?"
+I just want to encourage you, that's all. +
The Emperor said calmly, +It's all right. +
The light from the Star Torch flickered behind him. The Lord of Mankind looked at Pluto under the platform and cursed him a few times before walking away swearing.
"Just wait for the old yellow-skinned guy!"
Hades cursed at the throne, "Wait till I'm done with my work, there will be no juice for you to drink! Just wait, I'll call Old Horse to gank you now!"
…
[You are sick.]
The Pale Lord's tired words sounded from behind the Golden Throne. The Lord of Mankind blinked and turned his head to look at his offspring walking out.
"I do not think so," said the Emperor. "I merely encouraged him."
Mortarion glanced at the Emperor sideways and spoke more firmly.
[ill.]
The Primarch said, the wings behind him trembling, he stood casually beside the Emperor's left hand, looking in the direction Hades left.
"Well? You have seen him in his entirety by the light of the Astronomican," the Master of Mankind said. "It seems we share the same view on this."
A puff of white mist blew out from under Mortarion's mask. The originally weak mist became brilliant under the illumination of the Astronomican.
[He... is still the warrior I remembered, just a little more irritable.]
"You look like you have something harsher to say to me."
The Lord of Mankind had no expression on his face.
[You were sick then, and you are sick now. I feel despair and grief because you are my biological father, tyrant.]
Mortarion said, without any fear, [How did you think of pushing a weak and ignorant but conscientious person into the abyss when you were on Mars? ]
The smile on the Emperor's lips widened.
“But it turns out that I succeeded and I chose the right path.”
[Try to merge humans with star gods?]
Mortarion glanced at the Lord of Mankind, "I don't know who is more pathetic, him or me, your descendant."
The Lord of Mankind calmly raised one hand,
"But it seems that you have been relieved, and he... He is obviously happy with it. You ignore the human desire for power, Mortarion. I just helped him and took a little interest."
You are sick.
Mortarion said it again, his thin, tattered wings fluttering,
[I have never been relieved - you created us, but let us fend for ourselves. I spent thousands of years moving incompletely towards my goal, but when I caught a glimpse of the truth, you told me that I was the biggest mistake in my life.]
"There's nothing wrong with psychics,"
The Lord of Mankind smiled,
"Humans are ultimately psychic species. The only difference is in strength, in activation and in unactivation. We have finally reached land, and after reaching land, fish can no longer be fish."
[what ever,]
Mortarion raised his hand.
[But I never let it go, I'm just tired of hating, now there are more important things, I don't need to waste my energy with a paralyzed tyrant. ]
“But you came anyway.”
The Emperor still had a faint smile on his face, which made Mortarion a little speechless. If it were him in the past, Mortarion might have felt angry, angry at being despised, but now... let him be.
Mortarion said,