Outside the dimly lit medical room, the lights in the corridor are always so weak.

Pharmacist Leo came out of the medical room and silently threw a bag of compressed nutrient solution to Hades, who was sitting on a bench, who skillfully took it and drank it.

Leo walked over and gave Hades a shot with a medical gun, but Hades was used to it, continuing to hold the empty nutrition bag in a daze.

Leo frowned, malnourished, the word he saw most frequently in Hades' medical report.

The pharmacist Leo endured his unhappiness and threw all the nutrient solution he was currently carrying with him to Hades, who gave Hades a look and left.

Generally speaking, Leo would have chatted with Hades, but now that Hades is driving the Black Domain, the pharmacist can't bear to walk away immediately, which is already the biggest affection.

Across the wall was Karastiphon's hospital room, and Hades was more resistant to going in to catch up with Karas, and in his opinion, the failure to shoot Karas in the brain was purely due to Motarian's obstruction.

Hades, who knows the plot of the end, even though Callas once had a good time with him, would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

Not to mention what Karastiphon had done in the Legion in the first place.

He should have tried to pretend that the gun had gone off, Hades thought weakly.

Even though Kalas was as weak as a corpse, Hades did not let down his guard, Hades seemed to be sitting outside the house and drinking nutrient solution, but his black domain had actually penetrated into the house, and the diluted black domain faintly threatened the two people in the room.

Hades didn't touch Karas's soul, he expanded the black realm just enough to reach Kalas right away, and Hades held a falling scythe, the smooth blade against the neck of the guilty.

After the outbreak of 106 and the outbreak of the Black Tower on Barbaros, Hades clearly realized that his Black Domain had become purer and could expand further, and now if Hades wanted to, his Black Domain should be able to cover half of the Stoic.

However, his black domain is still spherical centered on him, unable to adjust its direction and shape.

Hades was holding the bag of nutrient solution, his eyes empty, not knowing what he was thinking, or if he was just tired.

In the room, the two of them were silent, and the faint black domain was like a shadow in the corner, dull and depressing.

On the way here, the original body thought a lot, from the beginning of the story to the current situation, Motarian thought and was silent.

The starting trio has dispersed, and Hades is still reluctant to communicate with Callas, although the initial malice was emanating from Callas.

But given the physique of both, Motarian decided to ignore this, and at first, Hades was indeed ostracized by many.

Callas stared vacantly at the ceiling, Motarian would never have believed that this was the look a living person could have if it hadn't been for the apothecary Leo's repeated assurances to Motarian that Callas's brain activity was normal.

Especially Callas, who in Motarion's memory, was often known for his cunning eyes on the Death Guard.

Motarian stared at Karastiphon, in a corner of his mind, he was still willing to choose to believe in Karas, still avoiding the fact that Karas had turned his back, was this a kind of inertia of their friendship? And he just subconsciously got used to taking this path

Compared to the decisive Hades, Motarian faced the first betrayal in his life.

Time passed for a long time, and when Motarian felt impatient from the dark realm at his feet, Motarian, who didn't know how to face the betrayal of his old friend, finally spoke,

"Why?"

This is Mortarian's first words, why betrayal, why fall, why.

Kalas turned his head, looked at Motarian, and spoke hoarsely,

"Because I'm weak."

Karas learned a long time ago that if you're not gregarious, make yourself strong.

Outliers who are not gregarious enough will be hunted by the population because they are outliers, they are freaks.

But when they are strong enough, all their unsociability will become outstanding and stand out from the crowd.

All along, the brutal truth has been confirmed.

Just like in the beginning, a giant like a skeleton, a child who gets tired of seeing it, a psyker who is a hybrid of aliens and humans.

They were both unsociable enough, and that's why they were able to get together in the first place, Kalas thought, the Freak Club.

But in the end, he was abandoned, or forgotten.

Compared to Motarian, who was smooth sailing, and Hades, who could turn a blind eye to everything, the weak Karastiphon went crazy under the unbearable gaze of others.

He should have died that day, on the way to climb, instead of surviving.

It was Motarian's damn hesitation that saved him, and Kalas knew that Mortarian was far more forgiving than others thought he was to be compared to the cold and merciless Grim Reaper in the eyes of others.

The premise, of course, is that the things that Motarian cares about are not labeled as "hostile".

Kalas stared at Motarian, it was time for Motarian to realize something, they were no longer in Barbarus, but in a universe hundreds of times more cruel and cold than Barbarus.

Kalas realized that he could no longer feel the "power" he once had, and not only that, but he felt that his soul was misaligned with his body, and he became weaker than ever.

There was no need to live, Calas thought, and his birth was a mistake, no matter how much he struggled, it ended up like this.

Kalas muttered, in a voice that was close to a whisper,

"I betrayed you and killed me."

The original stood up excitedly, and walked over to Karas's side, but didn't know what to say,

"You can't, you can't."

Kalas didn't know who he was saying this to,

Because on the other side of the wall, there was a sound, the sound of a pistol charging, and Callas could imagine Hades taking the gun aim.

What kindness, Hades, you could have killed me directly with your black domain, but what are you doing now?

"Get out of the way, Motarian."

Hades' voice rang out, and Motarian had just walked straight to Callas's bedside, just in time to block the bullet, and he wasn't sure if the gun from Tarazin's side would be able to judge Motarian as a shield.

Motarian does not move,

"I want to kill him, he wants to die, what are you hoping for?"

Is this really just the inertia of old friendships? Is he really just unwilling to change? Apparently the rift between Hades and Kalas has been divided, but what is Motarian doing? What did he witness?

"No, no."

Motarian took a deep breath, the air without poisonous gas made him feel slightly uncomfortable,

"Hades, come in, we need to talk."

"It's an order, put down your gun."

For a moment, Motarian felt the Black Domain completely explode across the room, but he blinked, realizing that it was just an unsettling thought in his head.

There's a more, wait for me.

Recently, there have been more dead lines, red bean paste Smil Marseille.

(End of chapter)