Mars.

The existence of the name "Hades" has completely maddened the technical sergeant base of Mars!

"Uhh

Guillotine!

Hades directly choked Manning, who was already in the duel cage for the third time, by the neck, and his arm was forceful, strangle!

Manning rolled his eyes and scratched Hades as he tried to break free.

But it's a pity that Hades is like a mountain of meat, holding it down and not giving the wolf the slightest chance to get out.

When the wolf finally gave up struggling to kick him, Hades slowly breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his hand.

Manning, the wolf who was completely restless, did not move at all this time.

Hades gasped and stood up and glanced at the audience.

Offstage, the technical sergeants with obscure faces sat or stood, but most of them had signs of injuries on their bodies.

Everyone present had indescribable expressions of wonder on their faces.

"Is there still any?"

Hades wiped his sweat, he was so hungry, and while he was on death guard, he had the apothecary Leo give him a shot.

There was silence in the audience, and no one answered.

So Hades went down dizzily and went straight to the cafeteria, not thinking much about it at all.

What he didn't know, however, was the whispering conversation of the technical sergeants after he left.

The new Ultramariner looked at the wild wolf who had just rushed up and was violently beaten, and spoke a little cautiously,

"Is Hades so strong?"

Several of the newly arrived Ultramarines glanced at each other, and tacitly took Hades out of the "good guy who talks well" column.

The Ultramarines Savius spoke slowly,

"Possibly. He didn't want to be so high-profile before. ”

Obviously, the Death Guard had always been a kind image before, a good-natured technical sergeant.

But. What technical sergeant can get the original body to come and visit?!

And Saivius has always classified Hades in the column of "can play" before, but his performance just now is no longer a "can play" can be described!

Defeat Manning the Wolf three times, plus three Iron Warriors, one Imperial Fist, four War Dogs, and one Shadow Moon Wolf.

By the way, there are two more Ultramarines.

Savius felt that his back was still aching, and just now Hades forcibly disarmed him and pressed him to the ground by relying on the size difference, the scene is vivid.

To be honest, it doesn't feel good to be forcibly pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Especially the kind where the other party is still very heavy.

Savius would never admit that he had secretly calculated Hades' energy consumption and deliberately picked the other party for not having the strength to go up.

But it is clear that everyone misestimated Hades.

The guy. That guy was definitely hiding in the previous dueling cage.

Such a terrible power gap and Hades' clever use of weight-saving skills in the last few games.

Not to mention that amazing stamina!

If Hades's skills and combat power can still be called the "first rank" in everyone's eyes, but that amazing endurance is absolutely unmatched!

Fourteen in a row!

What's more, others are holding weapons, and Hades is still empty-handed.

In the first five, everyone is still dueling with Hades with the mentality of "you kid pretended to be stupid before".

But things take a subtle turn when Hades disarms the sixth man with his bare hands.

By the time Hades topples the tenth man, they already know why the Death Guard primordial would go to Hades.

Even if Hades doesn't come to Mars, he can become a Legion Champion!

Except for those sergeants who were still wailing in their hearts about the original body of their legion, some people had already begun to think.

Shadowmoon Wolf was one of the first to recall Hades' previous learning progress, and it seemed to be the fastest among them.

He learns quickly, has excellent fighting skills, has extraordinary endurance, and has a different relationship with the original body of his own legion-

Such a person is not even obvious?!

To tell the truth, among the various legions, a single item can be famous.

However.

The Shadow Moon Wolves silently watched Hades's distant back, except for the wild wolf who was still unconscious, the other technical sergeants were also watching Hades leave.

What is this sacred?

Those of you here have decided to list Hades as a well-known Death Guardian connection that they know so far.

It's just that some people are still lamenting the original body of their legion.

I have to say that people are more angry than people.

Originally, except for a few legions, everyone was a marginal figure in the legion. Now out of nowhere, a very powerful Death Guard technical sergeant has appeared.

Someone had already decided to build a good relationship, although Hades had not had a bad relationship with the technical sergeants before.

But some people have to feel uncomfortable for a while.

The saddest? The saddest thing is, of course, the Iron Warriors and War Dogs.

Hades expertly dismantled the concentrated nutrient and poured the rather pungent tasting nutrient solution directly into his mouth.

"Are you still coming?"

He grunted, the bitter liquid entering his stomach.

The Iron Hand across from Hades gasped and shook his hand, and Hades blinked and let him out of the dueling cage.

He threw the bag away again, and the servant picked up the nutrition bag once.

This potion was originally meant to be diluted or injected, but Hades developed a new way to drink it -

That is to drink directly.

Hades doesn't have the leisure and effort to mix concentrated nutrients with water, come on, he's super busy right now.

Since the last meeting with Motarian and Machado, Hades has realized that there is no time to waste.

No, no more paddling!

He had to rush back to the legion before the Battle of Galaspa, and plan his next steps.

Time waits for no one.

This is also the direct reason why he is so crazy now.

Hades began to take the technical sergeant's course day and night, and although he was now learning everything in a state of enlightenment, he still couldn't stand the cumbersome knowledge of endless end.

When Hades gets tired of learning, he will pull a random person to the dueling cage.

The good news is that everyone was enthusiastic about going to the dueling cage to beat him, but without exception, they all ended up being held down by Hades.

There are also extreme warriors who ask Hades to fight with specific weapons, using Hades as a sparring practice, and Hades readily agrees.

Of course, that time Hades directly used the big sword as a stick.

Seeing that the Ultramarines had started, the technical sergeants of the other legions were not polite, and they proposed other dueling regulations one after another.

Hades agreed one by one.

But except for the training time, they rarely see Hades, who is usually desperately swimming in the sea of learning, and directly replaces eating with nutrient solution.

It is in stark contrast to the previous image of touching fish when you can touch fish, paddling when you can paddle, and gossiping when you can gossip.

For this reason, other technical sergeants also complained in private, but in the end they unified their minds -

"If their own Primordial Lord came to them in person, then they would definitely be even crazier than Hades by now!"

In addition to studying and fighting, Hades also found time to find the Kirkland Sage a few times.

Kirkland's Sage's Laboratory. It's just shocking

Countless alien technologies were stacked in different categories, some human bodies twisted in the incubator, and strange fluorescent lights flashed in the pitch-black space.

Kirkland Sage stood in the center of the room, welcoming Hades.

The sage had long since lost his previous gaffe, and his crimson robe hung down, hidden in the darkness.

"Welcome, Lord Hades."

Hades was speechless for a while, who was going to arrest him for a paper.

He selectively ignored the nutrient tanks soaked in the human body, and chose to follow the sage to see the alien technology.

Well. Most of it was the technology of some small race, and Hades glanced at it cursorely, but didn't feel anything worth noting.

The side door is left, or it is just a product of the childish spirit.

There's no value worth digging into,

But when they got to the end, some small pieces that were clearly trinkets caught Hades' attention.

With the consent of the Kirkland Sage, Hades picked up the black trinkets and thought for themselves.

No, these ornaments are just a rough imitation of this material. Hades felt like he remembered something.

Those feelings were fleeting.

Hades carefully lifted the trinkets, a black necklace carved into the image of a bare hand holding a sun, with some verses engraved on it.

This. That's not what it was originally like.

The race that produced it would not have carved it like that.

Hades thought for no reason.

"Where did you get that?"

Hades looked at Kirkland Sage,

"Another sage who researched the engine, I made a deal with him and let him keep these trinkets that he was going to destroy."

"What, Lord Hades, what do you mean?"

This was exchanged by Kirkland Sage from another Sage, and the Sage detected a faint anti-psionic domain on these tiny trinkets and exchanged them back.

But in hindsight, it seems that this is probably the inherent characteristics of the material of blackstone, and the rough workmanship has no traces of technology at all.

"Can you find the exact source of this item?"

The lights in front of Kirkland's eyes lit up,

"It may be difficult, but I can do it, a sage."

However, in fact, after this, Hades waited several years for news from Kirkland's sage.

Hades then looked at Kirkland's other inventions.

Among them, Hades was eyed by the portable psionic detector, and at the same time, Kirkland Sage was also developing a detector to identify untouchable people, although this device is not very reliable at the moment.

The Kirkland Sage's tech Hades who tried to clone the Untouchables automatically skipped it.

Not feasible.

Knowledge whispered in Hades' ear.

Although the sage was still trying to draw a jar of Hades' blood, Hades sighed and finally agreed.

Maybe it can be done?

But Hades still prefers inorganic technology.

After a brief tour of Kirkland's Sage's tech collection, Hades told Sage that he was going to mass-produce the portable psionic probe, which he planned to equip the Death Guard.

By the way, I took a copy of the Sage's Untouchable Detector.

And Hades successfully transformed this detector, and after taking it back, he was almost knocked one by Kirkland Sage in the presence of him, and that is another story.

In the end, Hades looked at the sage of Kirkland and realized that there was no way to escape this matter no matter what—

"Lord Hades, will you use the Anti-Psionic Domain on me again?"

"Don't use weapons to conduct it, my wet parts and hardware can stand it."

"Your Excellency?"

Hades held out his hand in resignation.

Perseverance.

The return of the original from Terra caused a slight ripple in the otherwise stagnant legion.

But the ripples quickly faded away in the silence of the Death Guard.

Standing on the podium of strategic analysis, Motarian watched with satisfaction the report of the Legion's drill.

The hiss of the breathing mask sounded.

The Death Guard marched silently across the drill ground, the sound of gunfire and scythes slicing through the air.

For every casualty, his comrades tacitly substituted for the vacancy.

Yes, there is no appointment or dismissal of a position in the death guard, and when the previous one dies, the person selected in advance will immediately replace him to avoid unnecessary repercussions.

The preference for special training of heavy infantry also pleased Motarian.

The establishment of the Death Guard's Think Tank and the Undertaker is also underway, and although there are no new psionics joining, the behavior of the Think Tank and the special psionic energy have been adjusted.

The Undertaker is more defensive than offensive, and provides support to the main unit against the Psykers.

And the political commissar of the death guard, the grave keeper, Motarian didn't pay much attention.

He wasn't very optimistic about this strange new service.

The grave keepers, mostly veterans, were confused and disguised and scattered into various companies.

Motarian thought about it and let Barasin experiment on his own.

Although he specifically reminded that Volks should follow them.

Motarian was the Legion's Commander, but that didn't mean he had to bother with any of the Legion's details.

Proper decentralization, this is his indulgence in them.

But let's go back and leave it to Hades, after all, it was the grave keeper he proposed to establish.

Motarian picked up the next document and thought silently.

The Empire's horn to order the Death Guards to participate in the Great Expedition is about to sound.

In the distant starfield, Galaspar was spinning silently, huge nests pointing to the sky, and billions of slaves groaning and dying.

Barbarus.

[Not feasible.] ］

The Bio-Sage stood beside a corrosive river, arguing with his colleagues.

[You can't directly purify, it will directly destroy the entire ecosystem!] ］

[Just get rid of all the native creatures, then re-cultivate the planet's soil and atmosphere to make it an agricultural planet, and you're good to go!] ］

[This is the home planet of the original adult, and you want to find death?!] ］

[So how else do you want to change?] ］

[Everything here has been fully adapted to this environment!] ］

Unbelievable, totally unbelievable ecology.

While they had seen many worlds corrupted by toxins, there had never been a planet as outrageous as Barbarus.

Plants that are completely impossible to grow, animals that completely violate the laws of evolution.

How do those pus-filled goshawks fly, and how do plants rooted in toxins produce low-toxicity fruits?

The logic calculation system of the biological sage is boiling.

Let's joke:

Extreme Star Field.

Tzeentch was laughing, but unfortunately Kiliman's psionic ability was either zero or negative, so he didn't hear anything.

Martian volume, over!

(End of chapter)