Hades stood in the endless fields, Barbarus's low white corn rustling beside him.

After the rain had passed, the faint star Barbaros hung high in the sky.

The sky was now taking on a healthy yellowish-white color, and a faint sour smell permeated the air, which was proof that it had rained.

He looked into the distance, the wide, undulating fields drawing his gaze to the looming mountains.

Hades blinked.

Karastiphon survived after all, though he was now in the same condition as if he were dead.

Typhon was lying dying in the Death Guard's infirmary, guarded by a team of countless Death Guards and Untouchables.

Whether he will wake up or not is unknown.

Motarian sat gloomily in the waiting chair in the medical room, and Hades briefly talked to him, and after making sure that Motarian was only depressed, he left for a while and let him go slowly.

In fact, when he was on Barbarus, Motarian spent more time with Callas than with Hades alone.

The thing that completely left Hades with a decisive chip in Motari's peace of mind was to go and kill Nacre.

And after being eaten by Hades, Kalas was completely out of Nurgle's control.

Originally born from the combination of aliens and humans, the soul is naturally bound to the existence of the subspace.

But now, Hades directly devoured most of his soul with the Black Domain, and those few parts, the parts that belonged to humans, were preserved.

Those small pieces of soul that shimmered with white light may have been the last gift that Callas's mother left to Kalas.

That day, after they descended the mountain, they received a report of the attack on the death guard at the bottom of the mountain, and the Space Marines did not appear to die, but the untouchables deployed together-

All killed.

According to the reported Morag, there were people not far from the foot of the mountain, under the cover of torrential rain and night, using the Barbaros beasts to perform some kind of witchcraft.

But even under the cover of night and torrential rain, the Death Guard in charge of reconnaissance spotted the man, dressed in mud-green power armor, but the pattern on it had long since been scraped off.

As the person in charge of the defense of the mountain, Morag immediately demanded that the team deployed for the untouchables attack immediately, and the other death guard squads broke through the raging beast herd and escorted the untouchables there.

The untouchables who approached it, without exception, all vomited blood and died, and the discovered enemies fled through the sheer number of beasts.

In retrospect, in fact, the untouchables who died violently interrupted a teleportation sorcery with their deaths.

The intricate lines of moss gripped the slippery earth, and dead boxwood burst out of the massive corpse of a pale laugher.

According to the Death Guard, who had gone to assault, the boxwood was in full bloom as he escorted the untouchables close, and he saw a large, translucent green hand reaching out from among the white flowers.

Seeing this, the commandos forcibly interrupted the stout boxwood tree with fire and tried to kill the enemy, but they were overwhelmed by the raging beasts and had to escape.

Hades sighed.

The man. There is a high probability that it is the pharmacist Raton in the mouth of the biological sage

Investigation later revealed that the apothecary Raton was likely exposed to the Plague Warriors' source of infection around the time of the Thinktank Library burning.

The arrest warrant for the Death Guard has been issued as soon as possible, but alas, a space soldier who can use psionic energy, the devil knows where he will teleport to it with psionic energy.

He has not been found in the Barbaros system.

There will be another round of screening of Death Guard

Hades sighed again.

About Barbarus's conscription, the issue of genetic seeds, the finishing touches and construction work on Garraspa, the construction work on Barbarus, the construction of the legion, the training of the untouchables, the frustrated Motarian who is closed off and not working, the screening of the Death Guard, the initial construction of anti-psionic technology, finding a reliable casting world to cooperate with for the Death Guard, the reporting of tax exemptions, and the fight with the Imperial institutions

Hades had big heads.

In short, it is to build, develop productive forces, and prevent subspace.

The good news is that the barrier between the subspace and the physical universe is still relatively strong, and even Barbarus, who is obviously being watched by Nurgle, still has a certain difficulty in directly summoning the Great Demon in Nurgle's Garden.

They can only be summoned through the medium of creatures on Barbarus, who already have psionic talents.

Otherwise, Hades and the others will have to deal with more than just resurrected alien lords and the corrupted Karastiphon.

Barbarus' psionic clearance mission must also be put on the agenda, otherwise the devil knows if Nurgle will once again attack the home planet of the Death Guard.

Well. There were so many things that Hades wanted to go straight to the plate.

So he slipped away, no, ahem, so he applied to go to the village of Barbaros to find new recruits.

Of course, there was still time, and his mind led Hades to the familiar field.

In the cemetery back then, the corn seedlings had grown so much.

Hades looked at the wheat-like corn seedlings for his current height.

The sadness has long been washed away by time, and the ground is beyond sight, leaving only a faint emotion.

In the future, there will only be more of this kind of thing.

Time snapped away, and he felt as if he was still the same time-traveler who had just arrived on Barbaros, crying and shouting every day, dreaming of returning to 3K Earth.

If he was given another chance, he would definitely not be a hammer.

At that time, I felt that it was already very difficult to live, and I had to go to farming every day in the poisonous gas, and the tiger's mouth, which was worn down by the rough sickle, was sickly red and swollen under the erosion of the poisonous gas.

I had hoped to become a death guard, but now. Hades laughed and realized that sometimes, when he put on a swing, there weren't many people left to work.

Is this an exceedance of the goals I set at the beginning?

The breeze blew, Hades took off his helmet, and the poisonous gas, which was originally choking, was vulnerable in front of the modified respiratory system, but gave people a familiar feeling.

Corn seedlings rustle and grow in the bleak days of Barbarooth, day after day, year after year.

The sound of rustling sounded, and Hades turned around to see two children carrying farm tools, walking to the edge of the field, looking at him curiously.

It's Herella Jr. and Hader.

Not far away, Hades instructed the death robes of the two children to salute Hades.

Hades did just let him follow them, both for protection and for surveillance.

Hades looked at the two children and smiled, and at the same time told the death shroud to go to the neighborhood in the communication channel to follow Hades to join the team of recruits in the village.

Well. Although it was said that it was a conscription expedition, as soon as they returned to the village, everyone tacitly dispersed towards the location of the original family's house.

Little Herrell dragged her brother straight over, and Hades noticed that their gas masks were significantly more advanced than the ones Hades had used before.

The arrival of the empire still brought a lot of changes, and if it weren't for the fact that the Mechonism has been unable to understand Barbarus's biological chain, Barbarus would have been greatly transformed.

The little girl spoke crisply,

"My lord, I heard my grandmother say that I am very similar to you, is it true?"

"Will my brother be hated by others too?"

Hades was dumbfounded, he stared at the little kid who had just passed his knees, and crouched down.

It's true that these villagers don't have the concept of untouchables, but people's feelings about untouchables won't change.

He spoke patiently,

"Yes, I was also hated by others for a while."

"It's because of our constitution, we are untouchable, inherently incapable of causing damage to things that have souls."

Hades stuck the card again and continued,

"But not everybody hates us. A strong will can overcome the dislike of us. ”

"I know,"

Little Herrella spoke, and the little girl held her brother's hand in the air, and her brother shrank behind little Herrela.

"Harder just played with me all the time."

Compared to Little Herrela, Harder is noticeably thinner and more listless.

That's probably it. The cost of long-term contact with untouchable people.

And he's a psyker.

Hades sighed softly.

He reached out and took off the gloves of the power armor, motioning for the little girl to hand them over.

Little Herrela's eyes rolled nimbly, and then she and her brother's hands were placed on her and her brother's hands in an exaggerated manner.

Hades controls the Black Domain and attaches it to his hands.

Harder shrank his hand suddenly, as if he had been burned, and this time he hid directly behind little Herrela.

Little Herrella looked back at her brother with a puzzled expression.

Ignore the whispers of the siblings.

Sure enough, Hades thought.

Hader's soul flame was already quite weak, and although it was more dazzling than the soul of an ordinary person, it was also more shaky.

It seems that the two children cannot be allowed to stay together, or sooner or later Hader will be unconsciously killed by her sister Herella Jr.

Hades sighed again.

He looked at the little hand that little Herrela still had on his hand, and even if it touched the black domain, there was no sign of discomfort.

Untouchable persons are not mutually exclusive.

However, little Herrela's anti-psionic domain is also very weak.

But what Hades didn't know was that his black domain was too strong.

If only the kid knew he had been hurting his brother.

Hades blinked, telling little Herrella to withdraw her hand.

"You're an untouchable, little Herella, and your brother. is a psyker. ”

"Psykers? Is it a monster that uses witchcraft? ”

Little Herrella pulled her brother a few steps back and looked at Hades warily.

"My brother is not like that, he doesn't know witchcraft."

Hades sighed, he wasn't good at talking to children.

But it was Harder behind little Herrela who came up,

"Sister. Maybe that's really the case."

He muttered.

The previous adult had been staring at him with the eyes of his prey. Plus the discrimination of the villagers against the sisters and brothers in the past few years, and the adult who always followed them after that.

But the good news was that the tallest adult didn't look at his sister with hostility, which was rare, because those people always subconsciously hated little Herrela.

Maybe it's because the adult in front of him has the same physique as his sister, but the obvious level is quite high among these adults, and he can even command other people.

His sister is still saved.

Compared to Lotte's little Herella, Hader, who was born with the double torture of Barbarus's psionic environment and little Herrela's anti-psionic domain, has long been aware of their doomed tragedy.

They all had to die, they all had to die under the discriminatory eyes of the villagers, and after giving birth to sick siblings, their parents left them behind and went to Star Ring to make a living.

They follow Grandma Lyza for their lives, and even if Grandma Lyza's reputation in the stronghold is high, they can't change all that.

But now!

Now he can let this adult take his sister, and that adult must know how to keep his sister from being subconsciously hated by others.

But how to get this adult to help them

Harder knew that the tallest, death-like adult wanted to kill him, and it was the one who quietly blocked his view.

Perhaps this adult is just as good as his sister.

But for Harder the Psyker. Hades, who is an untouchable person, exudes the oppressive aura of a high-ranking predator.

He could.

"I'll go with you, you can."

Harder whispered that he felt like he was about to cry, you could kill him, he wouldn't hide and trouble them.

Trade his life, the life of a monster who uses witchcraft, for his sister's.

Hades sighed again, why was he about to cry all of a sudden, could it be that he had scalded this kid in the black domain just now.

He also deliberately shallow the black domain, so what did he have to make for Kalas when he pressed his neck to open the black domain to the maximum extent

He scratched his head and decided to trick the two children into taking them to the Death Guard first, and then little Herrella would contact the Silent Sisters, and of course, it would be nice to be able to put them in the ranks of the Death Guard's untouchables.

And Harder. After confirming that there is no threat, it will be arranged in the think tank funeral.

At present, the source of soldiers of the Death Guard Undertaker is actually cut off, after all, due to the environment, there are too few wild and normal psionics on Barbarus.

These wild psykers tend to go mad from Barbarus's long-term corrosion.

But if you take it out of this environment in advance. There should still be salvation.

After all, not all Barbarus psions have the same background as Karastiphon.

Hades cleared his throat and said as gently as he could,

"Hard, you mean you're willing to come with me?"

Harder nodded, his eyes red,

"Okay,"

Hades looked at little Herrela again,

"What about you, would you like to come with me to the Legion?"

Little Herrella looked at her brother and then at Hades, obviously not understanding why her brother suddenly made such a request.

Don't talk about him, Hades didn't understand Hard's brain circuit.

But if Harder really said it all, I guess both of them would be shocked.

"Since my brother said to go, then I'll go too!"

"But let me talk to Grandma Lyza."

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Hades watched helplessly as the two children ran back with farm tools.

Regardless of the wishes of these two children, their physique is destined to bind the rest of their lives to a greater battlefield.

Hades stood up and clapped his hands.

At this time, little Herrella and Harder did not realize that after this, they would face more serious problems than life and death.

The artillery fire will be destined for the rest of their lives.

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