Barbaros, Mount Morawa, top of the mountain.
It has been seven years since they escaped.
During these seven years, the small village of Heller Pass near the lords' territory had long been captured, and the rebels led by Mortarion moved to a new stronghold on the northern plains.
The resistance army called Death Guard grew stronger step by step in an orderly manner. Initially, they only organized a force to resist night attacks, but as time went on, more and more villagers joined them, and they soon expanded this new stronghold into the largest human territory at present.
In addition to the passive defense organized at night, the rebels also began to try to take the initiative in the dim daytime to annihilate the beasts and small lords near the human activity territory.
And now, the Death Guards, which have a large number of elite warriors, have even launched an attack against the lords.
Hades was standing on a remote mountain path holding a sickle, and next to him stood a fully armed girl holding a musket.
The girl covered herself tightly to block out the poisonous fog on Barbaros, but her curvy figure and long black hair made it possible to tell her gender.
A few strands of black hair hung down from the side of the gas mask. The girl raised her gun and fired from time to time. With the sound of gunfire, the brains of the puppets fleeing downwards in the distance of the path splattered everywhere.
Hades was speechless. He moved forward with his sword sideways. The sword flashed suddenly, and those puppets that were shot but still staggeringly running finally fell down.
"The battle up there should be almost over."
Hades shrugged. Fewer and fewer puppets were running down, which proved that the battle between the rebels and Lord Drai was about to end.
"Another tyrant is being held accountable for his previous atrocities."
Hades looked back, and even with a gas mask on, he could see that the girl was smiling, smiling for another victory that was about to come.
Hades was stunned for a moment.
The black-haired girl is called Herrera, and she is Hades' partner in battle.
A long time ago, before they moved their base, in a battle to defend the village, Hades chopped off the head of the pus hound that ate her father with a sickle and saved her sister.
After this, she was the only one willing to team up with Hades to fight.
Only her.
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Others are always unwilling to act with Hades, and some of them even have an inexplicable hatred towards Hades.
Hades had no idea why.
It's not that his fighting skills are so bad that he holds others back. He uses the scythe to perfection. Except for the fact that he cannot beat Mortarion, Hades is fully confident that he is the best with the scythe.
In addition to the fact that he cannot use guns and other slightly technological weapons, this may have led to a decrease in his combat effectiveness.
For some reason, these weapons started to malfunction as soon as they got into Hades' hands.
When Hades broke the seventh good spear Mortarion handed him, Mortarion gave him a good sickle with a gloomy face.
"You should go for close combat."
(The machine soul is unhappy because of the untouchable)
But there's nothing wrong with him fighting in close combat, so why aren't you willing to work with him
Not only that, but the others in the stronghold were always reluctant to see Hades, even though they fully welcomed and loved Mortarion.
Although Typhon is not very popular because he is the offspring of aliens and humans, Hades is much worse than him!
In order to avoid this inexplicable unwelcome, Hades had to live in a small house in the most remote part of the stronghold. Usually, no one came to see him except Mortarion and Herrera.
Even Typhon didn't look for him! It was clearly the three of them who led the rebellion!
"I'm sorry, Hades, I just... I just don't like you."
Is it because I am too talkative and offend people? Or is he just not likable
Hades admitted that he was a little troubled by this matter for a while, but then he was instantly relieved.
Although sometimes he would dream of following Mortarion in the rebellion, becoming a senior general and leading people.
But to be honest, Hades is not the kind of person who is crazy about worldly power and everyone's love.
He is just a stay-at-home guy who likes to be alone and do his favorite hobbies without any restrictions.
So it's pretty good this way, no one bothers him, and everyone dislikes him, and Mortarion can't assign him any management work, so he just does research on his own, such as continuing his research and development of gas masks, and drawing some mechanical sketches on paper - although something goes wrong whenever he touches machinery, the machinery he designs is very reliable.
When fighting, all you have to do is find a secluded place, take a sickle and Herrera to collect the remnants of the defeated troops.
There is no fierce battle, only leisurely fishing.
The battle is almost over, and I can occasionally chat with the girls.
In this regard, Hades said -
So cool.
There were no monsters running down, so Hades walked back to Herilla, poked his sickle into the ground, and started chatting with his waist.
"This match was pretty fast. I thought Lazar would be hard to beat."
"This guy seemed to be very proficient in witchcraft according to previous intelligence."
But they have people like Mortarion who can deal real damage to you with one scythe, so the battle is a lot easier.
It must be said that without Mortarion, it would be difficult for ordinary humans to match these psychic lords.
Until now, their fighting mode is still that Mortarion attacks the opponent's elite monsters, and the mortal rebels attack the soldiers, and assist Mortarion by shooting arrows at the opponent, providing fire support and so on.
Mortarion can be said to have changed the situation on the battlefield single-handedly.
After all, it is the original body.
"Victory ultimately belongs to humanity. We can win."
Seeing Hades relax, Herilla also put down the gun he had been holding and looked at Hades with a smile.
"My sister went to help us collect supplies last time, and she gave us some extra cheese. I baked some cheese cakes. Do you want to come to my house later and I can share some with you?"
To be honest, Herrera's cooking skills are just average, and the food she makes can only be rated as "non-toxic".
Why don’t you give me the cheese and I’ll make it for you? Stop wasting ingredients.
Hades wanted to cry but he didn't dare say it out loud. Herrera was one of his few good friends and he didn't want to ruin their relationship.
So every time he ate a lot of "non-toxic" food with tears in his eyes.
Feeling the other person's fiery gaze, Hades swallowed his complaints silently.
"Okay, I like everything you cook. The mushroom soup last time was pretty good too."
What the hell is this?! There is a layer of purple unknown liquid floating on that thing?!
"Okay, my sister has a lot of cheesecakes left over, I'll pack them all for you when the time comes."
"You always enjoy the food, so I am happy to cook for you."
Herrera lowered her head shyly and drew circles on the gun handle with her fingers.
"Once Lord Mortarion overthrows the rule of all tyrants and supplies are no longer distributed based on need, I will open a restaurant."
"I'm a cook, Hades, do you want to help me?"
Hades didn't hear the hidden meaning at this time, and his power of complaining was burning fiercely.
Big sister, with your cooking skills, shouldn’t I be the head chef
Also, don't set a flag that looks like it might be dropped in the next second? !
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As if in response to Herrera's flag, the temperature around them suddenly dropped sharply, puddles on the mud began to freeze, and a layer of frost quickly covered the entire ground.
Not far above them on the path, space began to distort, and a claw covered in blood and broken bones stretched out from it.
In an instant, a monster covered with wounds and about the size of a small car appeared in front of them. Its basketball-sized eyes were staring at Hades and Herrera, and a fishy smell was exhaling from its bloody mouth.
Damn, it’s teleportation!!!
Hades could feel Herilla's body beside him stiffen instantly.
"Herrera."
Hades whispered.
"I'll hold it back for a while. You run up quickly and find Mortarion to report to Lazar that it has escaped to this road."
Hades's opening move with his scythe raised.
"Don't worry about me. I'll just hold off for a while, and then I'll run away too."
"Go and report it quickly, otherwise everyone will die."
Below were the other members of the rebel army. Hades was sure that if he let Lazar run away, it would be a one-sided massacre of the rebel army.
He planned to delay for a while, and if he was lucky, wait until Mortarion came to support him.
—If you are unlucky, try to slow down time as much as possible, then fake your death or jump off a cliff and run.
But this is likely to cause his already poor interpersonal relationships to deteriorate further.
Mortarion, you'd better come faster and don't let me fake my death to get away, it's too embarrassing.
The monster, who was already at the end of his rope, roared and pounced towards Hades, using its thick and twisted claws to slash at Hades' head fiercely! !
Hades shouted loudly and used his sickle to block the claws in front of him. The force made his arms numb, and the handle of the sickle that was specially reinforced with fine steel was rubbed and sparks flew!!!
"Run! Herrera!"
"run!!!"
Put a Babarus girl here
(End of this chapter)