The quarrels and commotions on the blood of steel seem so distant and small—

Hades is sleeping.

The feud between Motarian and Perturabo does not disturb Hades' sleep at the moment, just as he does not hear Angelon's roar.

He hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time, even though Hades felt like he was sitting and sleeping right now.

No, it's not like the Death Guard is squeezing the warriors out of their sleep time, or deliberately not letting the Death Guard sleep, for the Death Guard, though simple and stoic, doesn't treat Hades like this.

Mainly because Hades's configuration on Death Guard is all standard, standard - what does it mean?

For Hades, who has a pronounced body shape, this means being careful when sleeping each night, otherwise when you wake up the next day, you will find yourself lying on the ground.

The bed was too small.

Not only the bed, but also the table, chair, and spoon

The primordials have their own customizations, but he doesn't. But Hades didn't think it was very important, so he decided to keep his eyes open on the floor every morning.

Hades has complained more than once that the Space Marine's furniture can't be moved to something like that.

He was going to change it himself, but he didn't have time, and before Hades could transform his warm little bed, he was here.

So. Where is he?

Hades reluctantly lifted himself from the table that was warmed by the pillows, ah, what a table and chair that fit his shape! He naturally wiped his brushed hara, and opened his eyes sleepily—

The wise green eyes of the space necro were staring at him.

Damn?!

Hades suddenly woke up and jumped straight out of his chair.

Because he had no weapons, Hades directly pulled up the chair he was sitting on with his backhand (this chair was originally fixed to the ground), and the four chair legs were facing the big necromancer.

Although Hades didn't think this defense was of much use at all, he still defended it first.

It wasn't until he had done this defensive pose that Hades began to take a serious look at his surroundings.

Is this a meeting room?

In the empty room, there was nothing but a table, a vase, two chairs, and a necromancer in front of Hades.

Some intricate and regular patterns are carved into the corners of the room, as if breathing, faintly glowing green.

Hades decided to look at the only two "living creatures" in this room-

The necromancer was staring at him with interest.

Hades swallowed, he probably knew who this was.

It's the figure king, Tarasin!

This is a "necromancy" style necromantic overlord, other overlords are either stupid or full of killing and killing, while Tarasin is keen to use necromantic technology to collect things that interest him throughout the galaxy.

For example, an Oglim who can count to nine, a death guard who loves to bathe, a green skin painted purple all over, and a Horus hair.

Ahem, no, Tarasin actually likes to collect rare and hard-to-reproduce things that make Tarasin feel like he's alive rather than dead — a lifeless skeleton.

Hades realized that this wave, this wave was probably the figure player who was finally handicrafted.

He briefly recalled the demon ascension old Mo who he had put up as a figure

I can't struggle.

His presence here means that he has completely entered the realm of Tarasin's control.

Hades' eyes died, in this case, he didn't expect anyone to come and catch him.

He didn't think that Mortarion, or Perturabo, or whoever else could see through necromancy technology and find him from the figure king

It's hopeless, pack up and enter the static force field display case-

No, he can struggle again!

Instead of throwing him directly into the stasis force field, Tarasin let him stand here and be conscious, proving that he still had a chance!

Hades, who had just woken up and figured it out, cautiously stared at the figure king Tarasin opposite, who was now holding his chin with his hands on his chin, and didn't care at all about Hades' time-wasting behavior.

Hades was stunned to see the feeling of relish in the green light.

Why don't you stay here to watch a play?

Although Hades wanted to greet this man with a few words, he was under the eaves and had to bow his head

Figured it out, Hades gently lowered his chair again, and he tucked the legs back into the hole in the ground, a little embarrassed, and sat back down.

Hades regretted why he didn't have a helmet, and he tried to keep his expression in a serious state, staring back at Taracin.

Tarasin was still motionless, and Hades suddenly hesitated a little, it couldn't be Tarasin, right?

After all, Hades didn't have much research on the patterns of the various dynasties of the space necromancy, and he couldn't tell if it was Tarasin or not.

Hades spoke a little hesitantly,

The "Hello? ”

The necronomicon on the other side finally moved a little, and it touched its chin with its hand with interest, staring at Hades like a treasure.

"Hello, Hades from Barbarus, Death Guard."

"Or an outsider?"

Hearing this name, Hades didn't make too many statements, as a necromantic overlord with eyeliner in the whole galaxy, Tarasin knows a lot of secrets of various races, and there is a high probability that there are not many Hades.

Hades nodded, acquiescing.

"I'm Tarasin of Solemnas."

Really!

Ignoring Hades' slightly changing face, Tarasin snapped his fingers casually, and a cup suddenly appeared in front of Hades out of thin air, and Hades bowed his head-

, fat house happy water?!

The black liquid bubbles, and squares of ice float happily inside.

Hades felt a strong sense of unreality, staring at the "ordinary" Coke, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Although through this Coke, Hades can deduce Taracin's current attitude towards him, as long as he skillfully uses the technique of language, he can run!

But. This glass of Coke Hades stared at the bubbling liquid, caught up in deep "where am I, who am I?" question.

Satisfied with Hades' reaction, Tarasin felt that he was no longer able to eat, and that it was becoming less sad.

"Let's talk."

Tarasin spoke, pulling back the gaze of Hades, who was staring at Coke across from him.

Hades blinked, he decided to let the figure king speak first, and he was done with it.

So Hades stared at the figure king with his most sincere and kind eyes.

Hades's reaction instead made Tarazin pause, he really hadn't seen such an interesting individual.

It's a pity that it can't pretend to drink tea to ease the atmosphere, and Tarasin used to use this trick to fool its death-fearing people.

Tarasin thought for a moment, and thought it could be more interesting, so it spoke,

"I'm going to collect you."

Hades, who had just picked up a Coke, almost spewed out his precious Coke.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem.!"

This guy doesn't play cards according to the routine, Hades thought weakly,

Then don't blame him for screaming-

"Then can I inquire about my favorites?"

Interesting!

Tarasin thought,

Anyway, Tarasin had an infinite amount of time, so he patiently spoke,

"What do you want?"

"Don't worry, I'm very concerned about collectibles, I can put you in a personal compartment in the Death Guard style, give you a set of the Empire's newest power armor, and then let you grab your black scythe by the way."

"Are you going to make a nice pose?"

Tarasin casually asked,

"No, no, no, no."

Hades looked serious,

"I don't want that, I want a bed that's big enough for me to roll two rolls, made of 50 percent polyester and 50 percent cotton."

The devil knows if the space necrons have a sense of touch or not, and Hades needs to make sure he sleeps comfortably.

"And then there's the quilt and the pillow."

"If you're going to collect me, I want to be contained lying down."

"It's a painful thing to stand all the time."

Tarasin was stunned for a moment, and then it stroked its palms and laughed,

"Hahahahaha! It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting individual. ”

"And what is the color of your bed?"

Tarasin joked, and the atmosphere became harmonious, like juice from burnt steel.

Hades blinked,

"I don't care about that, you can look at the arrangement."

"Okay."

Tarasin readily agreed,

"I didn't expect it, although you don't have a soul, you're also quite interesting."

Tarasin said,

Hades' face does not change color,

"I just don't have a soul, I'm not without a brain."

Tarasin looked at Hades obliquely and pointed to the right side of his own brain,

"You're almost out of your mind."

Hades suddenly remembered the last scene in his memory-

Ahh

Hades jerked up his hand to touch his right head, but fortunately, it's still there!

"I'll make it up for you."

Tarasin understated it, the technology of space necromancy, it is still easy to make up for a biological body.

It also strengthened the kid a little by the way.

"Thank you very much."

Hades decisively thanked,

"But—why are you helping me? Help an interracial? ”

"I'm not trying to collect you."

Hearing this, Hades slowly took a sip of Coke.

"What you said, then why did you let me sit here now, it might be more convenient to pack it directly."

Tarasin sighed with relief for a moment, how long had it been since it had heard a polite word as a space necromancer?

Sure enough, this kind of thing is better than the flesh and blood creatures.

"I'm going to collect you, but not now."

Tarasin looked at Hades, who suddenly wanted to get a cup of tea.

So it stretched out its hand, and in the next second, a cup of tea appeared in Tarasin's hand.

It doesn't taste good and can't really absorb it, but I just suddenly want to do it.

Isn't this what life feels like?

Hades was thoughtful. Not now?

He spoke tentatively,

"I don't have enough value for my collection right now?"

Tarasin across from him also pretended to take a sip of tea, and then spoke,

"So to speak."

It was in a good mood and decided not to sell it.

"Your current untouchable domain has not reached its limit, and you can grow again."

"If I keep you in my collection now, you won't be able to continue growing."

Hades mused.

"But. My untouchable domain doesn't look like it's growing anymore? ”

He hadn't felt much of the Black Domain getting stronger since Barbarus, and his Black Domain had been confined to the confines of his body.

Tarasin gave Hades a blank look,

"You're restrained by that emperor, why don't you try again now?"

Hades cautiously tried to spread the Black Domain, and he was surprised to find that the Black Domain easily left the surface of his body, and soon, his Black Domain filled the entire room.

Lacking a soul, Tarasin was still drinking tea slowly across from him, and the Black Domain had no effect on him.

After briefly experimenting with the Black Domain, realizing that it was controllable, Hades retracted the Black Domain, and without him, he was used to doing it.

"Then why would the Emperor restrict my Black Domain?"

If Hades is untouchable, it shouldn't be that the bigger the Black Domain, the better!

Tarasin smashed the tea in his mouth without hurry, huh. I still can't taste the taste.

"Do you know what you are?"

"Mutant untouchables."

Hades replied.

This time, he almost squirted out the tea, and it was the first time that the figure king had seen such a stupid and wise existence.

"No, no!"

"You are an outsider, a person from another world, an being from the physical universe!"

"So.?"

Seeing that Taracin spoke, Hades hurriedly chased after it and asked,

"To the subspace of this world, you are a crack, a bottomless void, a subspace existence that slowly devours everything around you!"

"If left unchecked, then the subspace void you represent will irreversibly expand."

"Until—devour everything."

"Everything!"

Tarasin smashes out the last word in a story-like tone, and Hades is stunned by the sudden truth, his mouth open, but he doesn't know what to say.

So he's so nb?!

Hades broke out in a cold sweat, he really needed to be restrained or something, he didn't want to be something like a plague bringer, wherever he went, people died.

However, the emperor and Machado knew about his existence, knew his physique, and even restricted his black domain

But he didn't tell him the truth.?

If he had been told the truth, what could he have prevented in advance?

Hades took a sip of Coke to suppress his shock.

Realizing what Hades was thinking, Tarasin spoke directly,

"I think it's likely that your emperor didn't think it was important, so he didn't tell you."

"As long as you follow the Death Guard and don't make much trouble, at least you can use his plans a little."

Hades is dead-eyed, he tries conspiracy theories, but the conditions are insufficient, there is too little information, or Tarasin's answer is too convincing.

It wouldn't have been that the emperor didn't think it was important and didn't tell him, and Machado thought that the emperor had told Hades.

Hiss.

"Then why is the Emperor's restraint on me now broken?"

"According to the bondage he gave you, you may not be untied until you die."

"But in your near-death state, you resonate with a large number of blackstone buildings, directly and exponentially enhancing your black domain."

Tarasin stared at Hades,

"It's impossible for a simple outsider to have such a good relationship with Blackstone."

Hades felt his cold hair stand on end,

"But because I drank the blood of the Void Dragon?!"

Tarasin snapped his fingers,

"That's right."

"But I need to warn you, it's not blood."

"That's bold."

Tarasin sighed and took a sip of tea,

Is this the adventurous spirit unique to flesh creatures?

Combining the outsider with the star god, such a bold and novel method, that madman named "Emperor" dared to do it.

But he probably didn't expect the relationship between the Star God, the outsider, and the Black Stone, so there was an omission.

Otherwise, if it weren't for the presence of Taracin "justly", Hades, who couldn't withstand the strength of the black domain, would have died long ago.

And just by adding a psionic chain, isn't he afraid that this Hades will rebel or something?

He can take charge of machinery and destroy the existence of subspace, as long as he wants to hide and destroy, it is impossible for humans to find him and stop him.

Because now, the most extensive way for human beings to search is through subspace, as long as the distance in the physical world is far, it is a pebble into the sea, and it is impossible to find it.

Thinking of this, Tarasin glanced meaningfully at Hades again, even after learning such shocking news, after a brief shock, the thing had not forgotten to drink Coke.

Such a strange existence, Tarasin sighed, and at the same time picked up the teacup and took another sip.

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