The Room of the Endurance.

Hades thought for a moment, and hesitantly put down the fruit he had gathered from the Shadowmoon Wolf.

Looking at Motarian, who was obviously not right in front of him, Hades did not expect this to happen.

In Hades's imagination, the biggest possibility is that Motarian was swiped by Horus with a wave of favorability, and then he persuaded him not to believe too much in the moon wolf or anything, and gave him a drop in the favorability that Horus gave Motarian.

After all, Horus was the one with full social skills in the original body, and Hades didn't think that Motarian could hear Horus's words.

But what is the situation now, they have a broken talk?

Horus can actually talk about collapse?

Hades didn't know whether to lament that Motarian had evolved to the point where even Horus could talk to him, or whether to be glad that Motarian hadn't been swiped by Horus's words.

However, given Motarian's overly unusual behavior, Hades felt that things might not be so simple.

But he really can't think of a possible plot other than Horus scolding Motarian hillbilly, it can't be that Horus is turning around now, and then scaring Motarian, right?

By the way, except for Horus, Hades quietly scanned all the Shadow Moon Wolves he could reach in the Black Domain, and the conclusion was that it was very healthy and unpolluted.

Hades didn't dare to rashly scan the soul of the original body, even if he diluted the black domain to the extreme, the acuity of the original body would make them sense that someone was "probing" them in the first place.

Seeing that Motarian seemed to be autistic, Hades thought for a moment and decided to pick an unambiguous question to start the topic -

Motarian spoke,

"Hades, open the Black Domain, and then have the untouchables stand guard on the outermost part of the Endurance that touches the Moon Wolf."

"And don't let the moon wolves see our untouchables."

Before Motarian could finish speaking, Hades, who realized everything, shook violently, and at the same time, Hades immediately released the diluted black domain, covering the entire conference room.

The order was also faithfully transmitted by the airwaves, and the grave keeper in charge of the untouchable went into action.

When he felt the oppression of the Black Domain, Motarian slowly spoke,

"Hades, I have a guess."

"The Death Guard may fall."

Hades nodded, waiting for Motarian's next sentence, but he had already guessed what Motarian was going to say.

"The Shadow Moon Wolf may also fall."

The tail of the sentence swept over the Death Guard's conference room, leaving a brief silence between the two.

Motarian turned his head to look at Hades, who nodded slowly, affirming the conjecture.

Or rather, this kind of future.

Seeing Hades nodding, Motarian became even more emaciated, the original body of the Death Guard was like a seriously ill leper, but now he was more like a dead man.

Hades waited in silence, waiting for Motarian to recognize this fact.

Half-loud, Motarian sighed slowly, and the poisonous gas that enveloped him became disordered with this action,

"I should have thought of it."

Motarian's voice was almost shattered in the gas,

"What I should have thought of"

Motarian stared at the walls of the Stoic, at the bone-white wall, which would be their final tombstone,

"We have entered an even more empty and cold universe from a cruel and cold world, where the promised hope is but a moment of lie, and the promised brotherhood is only a fog shrouded in cruel truth."

"I wasn't given a choice."

"On the top of the highest mountain in Barbaros, or in the chambers of the Emperor's Dream"

"Now I am forced to learn that even the last so-called blood relationship will be eroded by the evil existence of subspace."

Motarian's sigh sounded, and the sound dissipated into the mist like the ebb tide of the waves, leaving behind a hazy and void poisonous mist.

"Hades,"

"Huh?"

Hades replied cautiously, and it was clear that Motarian was frustrated, even hopeless, by some of the harsh realities.

Motarian unconsciously struck his scythe with his hand,

"You know what? The man who called himself my father had promised me my brother, he had promised me a confidant. ”

"It's all a lie."

"He tried to lure me to a sinking ship with those empty ideas, which was the most pale, ridiculous lie, but I believed him, just for the ridiculous everything."

"Now I will watch my 'brothers' fall into the abyss of despair, and I myself will hang in vain on the edge of the cliff, teetering."

Motarian was silent for a moment, the only one who had ever faced the truth of chaos at the edge of time, and the fear of subspace was deeply engraved in his soul, making him tremble.

If it was just one person, or just him, would Mortarian be so afraid? But Motarian manages to meet a brother who unleashes kindness on him, only to realize that it is all but a beautiful bubble, a liar's promise, empty and unrealistic.

Hades remained silent because he realized that the comfort of the moment would be another deception, and that no one could be ashamed to tell a story of peace and hope under the promise of this world.

If Hades did, then what he did was no different from what the emperor had done to Motarian.

Hades spoke slowly,

"So we promise to die. Because we know that the world is cruel. ”

Motarian let out a long sigh, he had been sparked by the dazzling Horus for a moment, and he had become fragile and worried.

Horus had been promising hope and warmth, which made Motarian temporarily obscure what he had been carrying, what he had been facing—

Death.

He is a pessimist and not optimistic about any hope, and the Death Guard was born out of a promise to death, perhaps Motarian should have realized this and given up his illusions of Horus, of brotherhood,

A pessimist would never say the words to save it all, and Motarian, who had looked at Chaos head-on, knew he couldn't do it, but he would say—

"If their final fate is depravity, let me send them to their deaths."

A clean death would be Motarion's first gift to his kind and warm brother.

Motarian glanced at Hades, who had been in serious silence since he spoke,

"Did you realize that?"

Hades replied in the affirmative, and Motarian sighed again,

"Words have evil powers, and I understand your caution when you don't dare to say more."

"I may wonder how you learned this, but it doesn't matter to me, the Emperor, the Machado, or the prophecy, I don't care."

"But I trust you."

Motarian pondered.

They had all experienced that vision, and Hades had been warned by Macado repeatedly,

"Who am I going to guard against?"

Mortarian asked suddenly,

"Everyone, Legion, Auxiliary, Imperial Navy, Mechnurg."

"At the same time?"

"At the same time."

Motarian and Hades glanced at each other,

"It's worse than I thought, did my biological father know or be involved in it?"

Hades nodded.

Motarian now looked more like a corpse, and he said weakly,

"Maybe I should die on the hill of Barbaros instead of here, forced to understand and suffer from soul and soul torment."

"But we're all alive at the moment, maybe that's fate."

Seeing that Motarian had stabilized after confiding, Hades decided not to persuade him anymore, after all, Motarian had experienced a similar scene once, and the original body could be adjusted by itself.

Hades thought for a moment, picked up the fruit he had picked up from the moon wolf, nibbled on it, and handed one to Motarian by the way,

"Eat?"

Motarian looked at Hades in disbelief, and he pointed to the fruit, which was so plump and tempting, worthy of the moon wolf's use to entertain guests.

But in this case.

"Are you still eating?"

Hades blinked indifferently,

"At least now they're good."

Motarian suddenly realizes a terrible truth again, Hades knows this, he knows!

But he can still do it all unharmed, and he can still gnaw on a fruit with peace of mind!

For the first time, Motarian felt the terror known as Hades.

There's a more, wait for me

(End of chapter)