"That's not good."

Hades whispered to himself, after briefly dealing with the matter on the side of the gene seed bank, he was now standing on the lookout of the old stronghold, looking out at the mountains in the distance, dusk and dark, like a solid wall of clouds hanging on the ground.

From time to time, a few dots crashed into the thick clouds—the strange creatures of Barbarus.

From time to time, rolling thunder came from the horizon, and flashes gathered from the top of the highest mountain.

After confirming the situation in the distance, Hades turned and jumped off the lookout, where four hundred death guards were standing in a neat line in front of the original body, waiting for further arrangements.

Mortarion, on the other hand, did not look at his warriors, he was staring at him thoughtfully at the moment, staring at the three short figures in front of him—

It was Lysa, who was already full of gray hair, and her grandchildren.

Lysa, the sister of the short, thin and thin Herrela, in Hades' memory, is now so old and full of wisdom that the poisonous environment of Barbaros has left an indelible mark on her body, and even though the arrival of the Empire has provided better medical care here, unlike the rapidly growing lifespan, the Barbaros still age extremely quickly.

Hades walked over, crouching down as carefully and gently as he could, staring into Lysa's familiar eyes, he always wanted to call for his mother-in-law, or grandma, but he suddenly realized that he was older than Lysa,

"Lysa. Did your granddaughter Herrella the Younger see Karastiphon walking towards the Nacre Mountains? ”

Lysa nodded, and so did the little girl standing to her right, her dark brown eyes glancing up at Hades quickly, and then quickly lowering again, her half-length black hair piled up on little Herrela's shoulder—

The Barbaros used to name their children after respectable relatives and friends, and the little girl inherited the name of Herrela.

Moreover, this little girl is an untouchable person.

She is immune to Hades' Black Domain.

Thinking of this, Hades unconsciously wanted to smile bitterly, but then he swallowed the smile again.

"My sister was following the adult at the time, she would never be mistaken."

Another voice rang out crisply, it was little Herrela's twin brother Hader.

Her short brown hair was curled up, and her black eyes were staring at Hades at the moment.

What's even more surprising is that Harder is a psyker.

Originally, all psykers on Barbaros will gradually turn into creatures like alien lords, and Barbarus's special psionic environment will gradually distort the psionic abilities and make them begin to mutate.

Therefore, the psykers on Barbaros will be killed by the villagers as soon as possible.

The first psyker exception on Barbaros may be Karastiphon, but since he is a product of an alien lord and a human, the rules that have been summarized through countless psyker mutations may not apply to him.

so

Hades had actually noticed that Motarian's gaze had been wandering over the little boy, and the original body's hand was unconsciously resting on the pistol at his waist.

"Who is this kid?"

Hades asked, though he should have gone after Karastiphon at once.

Rysa smiled,

"This is Hard, I was going to send him to the Star Ring, maybe that would keep him alive."

"Don't kill my brother."

Little Herrela said suddenly,

"I've been watching him and he's not going to get out of control."

Hades blinked in surprise, and behind him, so did Motarian.

Suppressing the growth of psionics with untouchables to avoid the process of the psionics on Barbaros being distorted into aliens?

Spooky coincidences.

Hades turned his head and gestured to a dead shroud, who was out of the middle.

"Look at them."

Hades said in a private communication channel.

He stood up and motioned for Lysa to go back first, thanking them for their information.

Lysa smiled kindly at Hades,

"The field where Herella slept has produced the twenty-sixth crop of white corn this year, remember to look back at her."

Hades paused for a moment, but he watched Lysa and them go back in an instant.

Next, he turned his head, ready to continue discussing the next arrangement.

Motarian glanced at Hades, but said nothing.

He still remembers Hades standing in front of the tombstone.

Hades took a deep breath and forced his mind to focus.

It is now certain that Karastiphon had traveled alone to Nacre's territory, and had not brought any troops with him, and that the Death Guards who had returned with Kalas to recruit had been contained.

According to them, Callas, who had been actively planning to recruit soldiers, suddenly left alone.

But what Hades wasn't sure of was whether the apothecary Raton that the creature sage had encountered would also show up.

But even with him, there were only two death guards, and the balance of combat power was clearly tilted in favor of Hades' side.

And Barbarus's poison gas, under the sophisticated circulatory system of the power armor, has long lost its previous lethality.

Hades lowered his eyes, the most likely change would still be Nurgle's witchcraft, but he was also prepared for it.

He had brought ten male untouchables with him this time, from among the people that Machado had promised him.

Machado has only given fifty untouchables to the Death Guard so far, and the quality is noticeably uneven, Hades hasn't gone to meet them yet, but judging by the data compiled by the grave guard.

It is true that Macado did not guarantee him the quality of the untouchable at the time

The Death Guards did not train the untouchables in any way, except that the Grave Guards occasionally gave them some physical training.

So this time, Hades decisively chose the ten people with the worst physical fitness in the ten reports, and they are most likely not suitable for fierce frontal battles, so they are very suitable for this kind of emergency situation.

Each untouchable wears the simple armor provided by the Mechon, which contains the necessary life circulation system, but is useless for combat.

Each untouchable person is guarded by three dedicated death guards.

In the event of a psionic attack, they will play their role as beings who calm the waves of subspace.

The muffled thunder from the horizon interrupted Hades' train of thought, and he turned his head and glanced at Motarian.

"Let's go?"

Thick clouds make the entry of aircraft such as the Stormbird impractical, and the steep hills of Barbaros are not suitable for the delivery of heavy weapons vehicles.

Orbital bombardment can be considered, and the rings of the planet above Barbaros are ready.

But I went to check it out. If the situation is really weird, then immediately retreat and start bombing.

And that thick poisonous mist.

Both Hades and Motarian realized that the fog would never dissipate until they went.

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