Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 614 63. Spiritual Energy and Nirvana

"Tzeentch is really evil..."

Hades muttered quietly, trying to make his presence as small as possible without interrupting the touching father-son reunion on the other side of the hall.

Compared to the Thousand Sons who were obsessed with psychic powers ten thousand years ago, Ahriman is now cautious and careful enough - otherwise he would not have survived for ten thousand years.

But only Ahriman himself knows how much he has experienced and what he has experienced in these ten thousand years.

After struggling for thousands of years under the premise that the original body was betrayed...

If you think about it this way, the lord of humanity who didn't tell Lao Qianzi the truth would be quite an asshole.

But if the Lord of Mankind told Ahriman of Magnus' brilliance and loyalty... would the Thousand Sons still be able to withstand the temptation and corruption of the traitorous Primarch?

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Hard to say.

Hades decided to drop this topic. Now that he was here, now that they had a fragment of loyalty, there were no other assumptions. They only needed to guard against Tzeentch in the future.

However, the Lord of Humanity said that he could not worry about Tzeentch for the time being...

In the subspace, the Emperor may have recently paid a visit to the Lord of Change.

Hades thought that as of now, the Lord of Humanity must be holding the souls of several loyal primarchs in his hands, depending on how he will use them.

Maybe he was sleeping, maybe he was competing with Malcador, or maybe he was just like Mortarion, going to attack Chaos.

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"This is nirvana."

The emperor opened his eyes and looked calmly at Nirvana placed in the distance of the underground palace.

In the burning golden eyes, there was deathly silence where the huge cardinal was running. This silent existence did not have a machine soul - the machine soul was a symbol of subspace.

Wonderful creation.

The Emperor looked at the Nirvana created by Hades - did Hades himself know that he had created something similar to the Necron?

At the beginning of the story, the C'tan also transformed the Necrontyr into Necron.

The Necrons transformed from Necrophobes, personalities purely programmed, the dead who have completely abandoned their souls.

This is Pluto who is fused with the Star God...

A helpless smile appeared on the Lord of Humanity's lips. Perhaps only then would he realize how rebellious and shocking his "creation" was. To a certain extent, he had released a new Star God.

But he didn't regret it, but felt relieved.

Humanity failed in the beginning.

In the past Iron Man War, they had suffered a complete defeat. Iron Man technology that was not infected by subspace was not the answer for the human race.

After that, the wildfire of ignorant worship spread across the prairie fire, and the science and technology building was overthrown and locked up. Technology was a gift from God, and the thoughts of subspace overflowed the technology developed by humans.

Once upon a time, every bit of the sage's aura would turn into a bit of thought in the subspace, watched by Chaos, and benefited by Chaos.

An existence called the Machine Soul suddenly appeared on the machine that was least likely to coexist with the subspace amidst everyone's prayers.

The Lord of Mankind didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Restricting technological innovation and establishing the Creator God of the technological world were also the helpless actions of that era - and they are also the lifeblood that continues to this day.

but now……

The image of the original craftsmen in the subspace was broken, the supreme sky was disturbed and weakened... This was an opportunity.

The Lord of Humanity slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The history of mankind has proven that creations that completely lack the existence of subspace will eventually betray mankind.

The history of the Necrons has also proven that pure Star God technology cannot carry the weight of a race.

They are all... not like humans.

No soul.

After all, human beings cannot be separated from the subspace. Rather than abandoning it completely, it is better to carve a place in advance... He finally embarked on this fate, but this road still has ample opportunities for human survival.

On the Supreme Throne, the gold burned, and countless figures swayed, gracefully and gracefully, but they were smelted together in this blazing golden river.

A brown man was walking in this long sparkling river. His figure changed from time to time, looking like a man or a woman, sometimes old or young. His long black hair was flowing down. His searching eyes were looking at the two banks that were wet by the river water.

People were looking at him.

He walked on his feet and trudged patiently. Finally, he found the first person he wanted.

The Lord of Humanity raised his eyes and saw a tall figure standing on the river bank, his arms shining with the luster of steel. Next to him stood a white-haired girl with an indifferent figure.

Behind them are thousands of sages in red robes.

...Fortunately, Hades's ability was weak enough at the time, allowing him to find a part of his soul.

Then again, he never regretted releasing the C'tan god known as Hades.

No... maybe it's Pluto who controls the power of the Star God.

The humans were not the same as the Necron. They met a lover. The former star god tricked the Necrontyr into transforming into the Necrons, just hoping to devour their souls.

But these people whose thoughts were imitated by machines... most of them still have their souls intact, but their impurities have been washed away by the dark river of Styx.

Except for the original sage, he was buried in the underworld.

+Come on,+

The Lord of Mankind said softly,

+You follow me voluntarily and still hope to fight for mankind...My warriors, then return to the machine that carries your wisdom, and use your loyalty and wisdom as spears and halberds——+

+Fight for me, fight for humanity. +

The white-haired girl nodded towards the emperor, jumped into the river,

Following her were thousands of sages, scarlet, crimson, red dimmed by ashes and engine oil, red dyed again by blood. The red current flowed retrogradely past him, and their robes and feet brushed against him, in the flash of gold. The river flows upward, with determination to move forward, rushing towards the golden sun behind him.

In the underground palace of Terra, after many forbidden army checkpoints, the roaring Nirvana machine lit up wisps of hazy gold, like a golden gauze covering the face.

The emperor tilted his head. He looked at those red figures blurring in the sky. The boundary between physics and soul. There was the sound of wading in front of him. He was not in a hurry to look back.

【I will complete my mission. 】

The emperor blinked, water droplets hanging from his long hair,

+Have you never regretted it? +

The giant, whose body was ablaze with flames, spread out his hands,

[I only act rationally, father, past, present, and future. Reason and logic are my blood. I am ashamed of my past failures, but failure is only a necessary experience leading to victory. 】

[Fighting for humanity does not disgrace my honor. 】

A smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's mouth. He smiled and turned his head to look at his heir.

+I know you've always wanted to see him. +

The Lord of Humanity said softly, seeing the giant in front of him shrink back,

+He is with the Emperor. +

The Emperor whispered, + I give you permission to go to him...but now is not the time...You need to measure your own time, Faenus Manus. +

He stopped and looked at Gorgon calmly with eyes burning with golden flames.

+Go ahead,+

The Lord of Mankind said,

+Go to nirvana. +

Iron-gray eyes glanced at him complicatedly,

[For you, for the empire. 】

Words colder than electronic sounds passed over him, heading towards the distant reality.

The bell rang in the hall where the Nirvana main system was installed. Thousands of exquisite golden figures were placed by the imperial army around the main unit. Thousands of candles were mixed in among them. Thousands of prayers were made. The illusory figures stood silently among the burning candles. Get up and gaze at Nirvana.

In the long river, the Lord of Mankind sank slowly. He immersed him in the river water, and his long hair spread on the water.

Pluto's creation is not idle, he can feel that Nirvana is rejecting the infiltration of spiritual energy.

Waldo stepped out, holding two pieces of silver metal in his hands. Flames were burning on them, and the rich spiritual light shone.

He raised the two pieces of metal. The moment they came into contact with the Nirvana host, the solid metal immediately melted, and drops of silver blood climbed into Nirvana like living creatures.

The emperor looked at the river calmly, and the breath he exhaled formed bubbles on the river. I wonder if Hades would let him transform his hard work in such a blasphemous way——

So he did it first.

Hades would forgive him.

He can only accept the reality without forgiving.

The Lord of Mankind could not say much more... The Emperor was keeping a close eye on Hades, especially his encounters with him.

The polarity was reversed, the black stone turned from negative to positive, and layers of phantoms were seen, one after another heading towards the huge mountain of chips and gear creations.

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Smoke rose, and Kirkland, who was standing on the hill and angrily scolding the sages, was stuck.

He tilted his head, but he didn't know what happened.

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In the territory of Faos, alarms and exclamations sounded, and the efficiency of all Nirvana-affiliated subsystems placed in the Silent Domain decreased—and were on the verge of restarting.

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Nirvana can only have one trunk, and it can only be above Terra.

...What a blasphemy, the Emperor thought calmly, but this kind of thing...he was used to it.

So he slowly stood up and returned to the throne where he was imprisoned.

This time he hid it well, so he wouldn't face the roar from Malcador.

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"Ah sneeze!!!"

Hades shook his head violently. He suddenly felt a chill. He looked around, but still found no crisis.

"It's okay," Hades waved his hand and looked at the Thousand Sons and the original body who were startled like birds, "You have a small cold, you continue."

【Can you have a small cold? ! 】

Magnus exclaimed in a low voice, and Hades pretended not to hear it. Seeing that Hades was silent, Magnus mumbled something in a low voice, and then pulled Ahriman further away from Hades. .

Is it Tzeentch...?

Hades sensed carefully, no, it's not Tzeentch, it's not Nurgle, there's nothing going on with Mortarion, it's not greenskins, it's not Malcador either...

Why do you feel like an emperor?

A question appeared in Hades's mind. He had just confirmed that the Emperor was okay for the time being, but was he about to overturn this view in the blink of an eye?

He thought for a while, and after confirming that the current battle lines of Malcador and Neos were on the same front as him, Hades put aside the problem for the time being.

Hades sighed. He still needed a reliable psionic person to help him distinguish between these two adult thieves. Perhaps from the perspective of psionic energy and the perspective of Hades's black domain, he could Simply determine who has lost his mind——

His eyes flicked over to Magnus.

No... Magnus is not very reliable, even raising a green skin can help him develop feelings.

Hades glanced at Ahriman, who was obscured by Magnus, and his eyes lit up.

That’s right, young man.

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"Have you finished chatting?"

Hades smiled and looked at Magnus...and Ahriman beside him.

Faced with the uncharacteristic reaction of Hades, the original body, Magnus nodded cautiously and squeezed Ahriman behind him.

"So -" Hades drawled his voice, "Time is tight, and I am not interested in the story between you. Ahriman, what do you think about Magnus and the Gray Knights?"

Because there are a small number of bat-cubs and a large number of crow-cubs in the department, the power of the Inquisition has expanded a lot after the Wrath of the Regent thousands of years ago, and because of the slight rejection of psykers by bats and crows, and other large and small The reason is that the current Gray Knights are actually a department under the Inquisition and are under the command of the Inquisition.

Hades could make the Gray Knights independent from the Inquisition.

Not only could he make the Gray Knights independent from the Inquisition, but he could also make the Gray Knights ride on the three already fallen psionic institutions and shit on them.

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In fact, that's what Hades planned to do.

Malcador's hands cannot be too long. If Malcador really has some problems, then the internal affairs are already the limit that Hades can accept. The psychic side must not be interfered by the former magic pattern Malcador.

Let the Gray Knights, who have always been extremely cautious about psykers and Chaos pollution, guide the Astropaths, the Navigator family and the Star Torch Court. At the same time, let those psyker families who are quick to kneel send protons and hand them over to the Gray Knights...transformed into Gray Knight.

Faced with the warp and psykers... overcorrection can be overcorrected.

Hades could also let, or be willing to let the Emperor send the Imperial Guard to guide this department, since the Emperor already knows that he doesn't have a hard time dealing with Malcador...

Hades really didn't expect that one day, he would be able to figure out how to check and balance the Emperor and Malcador.

Because of the suppression of psykers by the soulless ones, Ahriman, who had just met the original body, was not good at speaking in front of Hades.

So Hades calmly stated his thoughts first.

He finished talking about his ideas, including how to win over psykers, how to change the composition of the organization, what functions the Gray Knights would assume in the future, and to what extent they would be expanded.

"How about it?"

Hades raised his eyebrows and looked at Magnus and Ahriman who were a little dull in front of him.

"inappropriate?"

[You...] Magnus said hesitantly, [You trust us so much? 】

Hades picked up a pile of documents and handed them to Magnus.

"Speaking of facts, in the past thousands of years, at least in terms of preventing chaos... you have done a good job."

Hades ignored Magnus, he stared at Ahriman and said,

"Although it is extreme sometimes, there is still room for improvement."

"If you don't go to extremes, you can't survive."

Thousand Sons said, "Thank you for your understanding."

"I understand," Hades said, beginning to wonder why there wasn't a cup of tea here. Wine is fine, too;

"But it's not me you should be grateful for. Thank that guy Buz. Buz Bella said a lot of good things for you, and he also wrote the proposal."

"Thank him later."

Buz will also be responsible for coordinating various departments next, so Hades will help him win some favors first.

He looked at Ahriman and paused.

“It wasn’t me who fought with Buz back then,” Ahriman said with some embarrassment, “it was Kaldor Diego, the supreme master of the Gray Knights, but the supreme master is still conducting his own subspace trials. "

Diego, commonly known as Drago, Hades thought, this is the ruthless man in the original book who banished Chaos Mortarion and carved words on Lao Mo's heart.

Maybe they were banned by the Supreme Being because they were too strong, like the invincible Ultramarines Second Captain Cato Sicarius, and the invincible Ultramarines Second Captain Titus.

It doesn't matter, Hades thought, he will find these cruel people.

He waved his hand, "That's your business, not mine... I won't get involved in your affairs."

Ahriman nodded,

"Thank you Buz and your kindness, but the Gray Knights are few in number and most of them are warriors... I'm afraid they won't be able to do the job."

Ahriman was silent.

Hades crossed the table, leaned forward, and looked at Ahriman with piercing eyes.

"so……"

Hades said softly,

"I know that the Gray Knights don't want to get too involved in politics, but the current situation has changed, just like the regent's wrath back then. I think the lessons learned back then were painful enough,"

"not to mention……"

Hades raised his head and looked at Magnus,

"Not to mention that I will help you find the original body that is still loyal and tell you the truth...Ahriman, you know that if your original body is exposed, you will never be able to protect yourself now,"

Magnus looked at Hades in shock, but Hades ignored him and continued to persuade Ahriman.

Although Magnus' psychic powers are powerful, one Magnus fragment is obviously not enough in the face of a useful multi-psyker department.

"I can help you protect your Primarch, Ahriman."

Hades said softly, "But I don't think you can swallow this breath? A psyker protected by a soulless one? What's more... I will be even busier in the future, you know... I can't always stand by you Beside."

"I know you want to fight," Hades said, "You are just a banner. I will ask the Custodes and Ultramarines to assist you in your work...or the World Eaters, or the Imperial Fists, or the Sons of Hades—— If you like anyone, I will help you bring them to work."

After Hades finished speaking, he looked with satisfaction at Ahriman, whose eyes were burning with fighting spirit and fire.

Ignoring the primarch's deliberate obstruction, the Thousand Son stepped out from behind Magnus and faced Hades directly.

"The Gray Knight will not disgrace your life."

Hades laughed.

【etc? ! 】

Magnus suddenly shouted,

[Negative Psychic Ogryn, what do you mean I can't protect myself? ! ]

"A bit of an exaggeration."

Hades raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but he knew Ahriman had heard him.

As expected, Ahriman interrupted Magnus.

"My father," Ahriman suddenly said, "anger is harmful to the body... There are still a few old swindlers in the group... Would you like to meet them?"