Hades was still, slightly, somewhat, maybe, perhaps, perhaps, a little hungry.
At this moment, his face and heart were filled with the joy of harvest, but it was a pity that the Void Dragon's hollow face could not reflect external objects, otherwise Hades would definitely see a smiling face.
The upper body of the Void Dragon stretched out from the square space, and Hades strangled it briefly, preventing the Star God from going any further. The prey was within reach, and the darkness wrapped around the sickle became thicker and sharper.
The smile had not yet disappeared from the corner of his mouth, Hades waved his hand and killed!
The dragon's figure suddenly twisted! A ball of brilliant green light exploded!
Tiny bolts of lightning flashed across his cheek, and Hades subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction the Void Dragon was fleeing.
Over there!
Hades thought about it, and darkness enveloped him like a veil. He was not very proficient in the use of spatial movement, but Hades was trying to learn this ability quickly.
[…]
Mortarion, left behind by Hades, slowly lowered his scythe, and his broken right wing fluttered in the wind like a burnt cloak.
Beside the Primarch, Trazyn, who had just been falling rapidly, slowly floated up, with light shining on his Staff of Empathy and Annihilation.
"I don't think you asked me to come here to fight the Void Dragon, right?"
Trazyn tilted his head, and the Necromancer smiled anthropomorphically. It stretched out its hand, and the space beside it seemed to be cut off, revealing a corner. Mortarion glimpsed at least three hypercube mazes... and some other things that the Primarch had not yet understood.
A small dynasty wouldn't have even one hypercube maze, but Trazyn had at least four of them on this trip...
"I said I brought a lot."
Seeing that the Primarch did not refute its words, the Necron stretched out its scepter and aimed it casually at the two C'tan who were fighting.
"Don't run!!!"
Hades howled, and black mist rolled between the suspended silver droplets, forming gauze-like black lines.
Faced with Hades' invitation, the Void Dragon ignored it. The space around them was rapidly distorting, just like light being refracted through countless different media - space transmission! Space transmission is prohibited!
Trazyn thought.
"Humans' eating efficiency is still too low," said the Space Overlord. "It is a miracle of genetic engineering that he can survive until now."
Death remained silent, and the Primarch frowned. He knew what the Void Dragon wanted to do, to delay time - Hades could not maintain this state for long, and once the energy was exhausted, the Void Dragon would immediately gain the upper hand.
But now, the physical domain formed by the two powerful star god fragments is too strong, and Mortarion cannot rashly join the battle.
The Primarch knew very well that in some situations, forced support would only drag down his comrades - because his comrades would need to devote some of their energy to protecting themselves.
[… I can also go for long periods of time without food. ]
As soon as he said this, the Primarch began to rebuke his own stupidity. As expected, Trazyn shook his head.
"You, the Primarch, rely on the Warp to replenish energy," Trazyn glanced at the scene of it escaping from him - God, the False Emperor, it had never seen a Void Dragon so embarrassed.
In other words, it is extremely rare for the Star God Fragment to be in such a mess. Is it because it is facing Hades who has already swallowed several pieces of the Star God Fragment
For the fragments of the Star God, the more earth they devour, the stronger they become, and the crazier they become.
As for Hades...
"He hasn't been on the battlefield much recently?"
Trazyn said, "Most of the faith in the Warp, or all of it, should have been given to his black hole projection in the Warp, rather than being fed back to the Star God. I take back what I said before, there really are Star Gods who can't eat and starve themselves to death."
The Necron said what he thought was a humorous remark, but the Primarch beside him did not react at all - the temperature seemed to have dropped even lower.
[…]
Mortarion narrowed his eyes, and through the swirling white mist, the Primarch looked at Hades.
He wanted to say something, but didn't know what.
[Do you think…]
"No problem," Trazyn laughed. "Will we win? We will win."
Its neural matrix told it that Hades had a good chance of winning.
The Necromancer checked his memory storage again, and the scene just now was recorded clearly.
What a wonderful battle, Taraxin thought. Ancient method of fighting star gods. How long has it been since it saw such a scene
In fact, they can no longer "observe" Hades and the Void Dragon. The visual processor becomes ridiculous at this time. Since the Void Dragon and Hades are obviously not like those star god fragments that lack "imagination", the "battle" between them begins to evolve into an abstract form.
It seems that Hades and the Void Dragon are both obsessed with space - this makes the space here chaotic.
But fortunately, time still flows normally.
Sometimes, they saw strange geometric shapes stranded in normal space, smooth arcs floating irregularly in the air, and from time to time they caught a glimpse of the breath of the Void Dragon or Hades.
Sometimes, it seems as if they are looking directly at a star, with huge amounts of energy filling the space and spewing particles towards them.
… … …
+Don't...don't run... +
A chaotic mix of concepts is chasing it closely - Nightbringer? No, not Nightbringer.
Run…Run…Run…
He had enough...
The dragon stretched out his arms and tore open the space in front of him, but the next moment the newly torn space wound instantly screamed and twisted and disappeared, and the black gauze climbed up from behind him like a tentacle.
!!!!!!
No!
+… Leave! Hiss—Stay away from me!! +
The void dragon sends out radio waves, +Freedom—I just want freedom! +
Why do humans always pursue Him? !
Space and dimensions opened up before Him, but were closed again by the man-made hybrid monster behind Him. The darkness slowly but firmly wrapped around Him - it was falling straight towards the black hole.
What it was facing was a being that had devoured at least four fragments of the Star God—when did humans create such a weird monster!
Why let Him come? Why is He the one facing the—?!
… … … …
Trazyn faithfully recorded this rare scene, the inscription on its staff shining, stabilizing the Primarch and the space it was in, preventing this last piece of pure land from falling - although Mortarion seemed to be able to stabilize the space, the Primarch's condition seemed average now.
Trazyn decided to ignore the way Mortarion's hand was tightening around the scythe.
They were silent for a moment, Trazyn not wanting to speak to the xenophobes and Mortarion not wanting to speak to the xenos.
All that was left was the silver light and the sound of lightning suspended in the air.
"alright."
Trazyn said softly, and the brilliant green light distorted and lit up again. The Primarch beside it raised its wings again, ready to go up and provide support at any time.
Mortarion opened his eyes wide, space stabilized again, and energy and concepts returned to solid matter.
He saw the Void Dragon with a pierced chest, and the silver-white medium was pouring out of its mouth like blood. Hades stood in front of the Void Dragon, and was obviously much thinner. At this moment,
He looked at them anxiously and pointedly.
!
What's wrong
Mortarion wanted to take a step forward, but Trazyn held him back. The Infinite One stared at Hades and made a biting motion.
“Eat!”
"Foolish boy, eat!"
Hades looked troubled.
He was indeed starving now, but in the end, strong willpower (and the Malcador rice) suppressed his instinctive desire to eat.
The Void Dragon was dying in his hands right now... Death became easier to obtain and perceive. It was a completely new sense, more like the joy after a successful hunt than any other negative perception.
But... Hades swallowed his saliva. The dying Void Dragon didn't look like something he could eat. Should he swallow gold and silver? Or open his mouth and try to catch a lightning bolt
But he was hungry now. Very hungry—in desperate need of energy.
Hades suddenly turned his head, and with great willpower, he shifted his sight away from the Void Dragon.
Can I eat it
Hades looked at Trazyn questioningly. This was a question. He remembered the illusion created by the deceiver. The more he ate, the more lost he would be.
"Listen, Hades—" Trazyn shouted, the Necrons' lights flickering, "You can try to seize its external energy—but don't devour its core will and weaken it to its weakest. Do you understand what I mean?!"
Mortarion silently lifted Trazyn up and brought him closer to Hades.
"If you don't eat now—" Trazyn yelled, "you'll pass out from hunger later! At least you're still conserving energy, Hades!"
After hearing what Trazyn said, Hades moved his head back in confusion. He heard the Void Dragon's screams and curses (the curses were very dirty) in the radio waves. Hades understood Trazyn, that is, he should absorb part of the energy of the Void Dragon's external weak consciousness - and then the Void Dragon's consciousness would remain.
Hades raised his hand, and metal fragments fell from the Void Dragon's wound. Hades frowned and stared at the Void Dragon's empty face. He was very hungry - but as I said, no matter how hungry he was, he could not cross the bottom line.
He couldn't really bite it in one bite, could he
Did he really eat it raw back then?!
At least - at least give me a pair of chopsticks!
Hades tried to open his mouth, and seeing his actions, the Void Dragon struggled even harder. Arcs of electricity rose up violently and hit Hades, but to Hades, it was like a special effect of light and shadow, causing little damage.
As Hades struggled with his thoughts, the darkness lurking around him became eager to take action.
[What do you need me to do?]
Mortarion frowned and said, the Primarch is here, Trazyn is here, one is to subdue the Void Dragon, and the other is... not to let Hades get into trouble.
Trazyn stared at Hades and shook her head.
[…]
Mortarion began to silently curse the Lord of Mankind in his heart, and hoped that this farce before him would pass as soon as possible.
He even began to blame himself a little - after learning that Hades could devour the Star God to gain power, he, who guided the Void Dragon for Pluto, was no different from the Emperor - but he did it just to prevent his comrades from falling into madness.
However, the dragon's roar suddenly broke out!
The crackling sound of electric arcs echoed throughout the space. Mortarion's eyes went blank, and he realized that he saw a being far more terrifying than Hades - that was Pluto in the form of Nightbringer.
Hades didn't bite it in the end, but in contrast, darkness entangled it like some kind of predatory plant, and the Void Dragon began to struggle, struggling in vain, representing the concept of machinery and rules being swallowed by disorder and chaos. In a trance, Mortarion even thought that this piece of Star God fragment was sobbing in great pain and death. In the eyes of others, this was an extremely cruel scene - but it reminded Mortarion of the day he knocked Aisha down.
Perhaps that day, above the newly born flower fields, he looked so terrifying in the eyes of others.
But - there is no way.
To survive.
They are clearly not righteous men like Guilliman or Angron.
Mortarion turned his head and saw the endless maze. The strange silver maze cut off all communications between the inside and the outside world and successfully imprisoned the dragon.
But now, Mortarion's white hair was blown up, and bright and flickering light flashed on the side of his face. With the sound of the void dragon gradually disappearing, the maze stood and collapsed.
Mortarion thought back to the time when he and Angron went to fight dragons together. There was nothing much to say, he was always preparing for a worse ending - but fortunately Hades always managed to somehow reach a good ending - or in other words, survive.
Lucky, the Primarch thought gratuitously.
Back then, he just said one sentence, and before he could explain, Angron smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Let's go."
That year, after defeating the dragon, Angron immediately fell into a deep sleep due to his serious injuries.
Mortarion blinked, and the long, winding maze finally disappeared from his sight. He turned around and saw an incredible existence in the darkness.
If it were ten thousand years ago, he might need some time to confirm whether this was Hades.
The psychic inscription engraved on the sickle lit up, and Mortarion remained silent, waiting for Hades' reaction.
Pluto - He is indeed becoming more and more like the Pluto that people talk about, after all, he has devoured some of the Nightbringers.
… Perhaps the Lord of Mankind was waiting for Hades in the same way, to see if his bold move was successful.
There, in the very center of the underground cavity, the colors almost completely disappeared, leaving only large areas of black and white. Pluto, sitting in mid-air in a thinker's posture, held a ball of emerald green lightning in his hand, with silver-white metal fragments suspended above it.
Hades was silent.
Then he slowly turned his head, and a stream of bright green liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"The taste, really, is not very good."
Hades said so with a frown.
Mortarion breathed a sigh of relief, and Trazyn beside him smiled. It had consumed a hypercube maze and harvested another precious video.
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[Sixty-six minutes ago]
"God of joy! God of joy!!!"
Bayer shouted as their ship accelerated to an unimaginable degree in the warp. The portholes cracked under the high pressure, and the cracks healed again with a kind of pleasant gasp, oozing transparent juice.
"I have seen your vision of ultimate pleasure!!!"
Bayer shouted, and the altar of human flesh under his feet groaned, and the men and women who were sewn up whimpered.
"If you really want Him!" Bayer raised his hand. Perhaps he should let other followers of Slaanesh go instead of going himself - but there was no other way. Under the command of the Goddess of Pleasure, he was the best fighter. Although he only wanted to do biological research seriously,
"Then let your followers lend a helping hand! We will not disgrace your happiness!"
An extreme emotion came upon him, and Bayer suddenly bent down, gasping uncontrollably. In front of him, the colorful light and shadow slowly opened up, and the cold darkness reflected over him.
The vast ocean parted, revealing a passage to the real world. In this narrow opening, Fabius saw the target of their trip, lying quietly in the sea of stars.
Endurance.
This is suicide, Fabius thought painfully again.
(End of this chapter)