[Theory and practice are the keys to strengthening themselves, theory: fully implement theory and practice to exert their most complete power. Practical: Theory and practice are poured into every level through instructions and practices. 】

[—Killiman, "Towards the Combination of Theory and Practice", 111.54.xl]

Theory: They still need to be observed; Practice: Ask your Death Guard comrades around you.

Practice Addendum 1: Death Guards generally don't like to speak.

Practice Supplement 2: The Death Guard Commander is quite enthusiastic and knowledgeable, and is willing to answer.

Theory update: They need to be more efficient in their observations. Practice Update: Collect most of the Ultramarine's confusion, summarize common questions, and take the initiative to send high-level fighters to ask the Death Guard Commander.

The phased victory of practice proves the feasibility of practice, and they can repeat this action under the same subjective and objective conditions.

Practice Supplement 3: The Death Guards prefer silent combat, and for their practice, a few Death Guards shut up in the channel, citing the need for them to take command from the Commander instead of listening to the Ultramarines.

Motarian was grateful to his irascible children, which made the Ultramarines a little quieter.

Just like their own endless blue cubs, the problems of the Ultramarines are endless, but there is always a little bit of value that they exist that is impossible to refuse.

There was a noise in the Ultramarines' channel, and Motarian was satisfied that they had finally realized how inopportune their actions were.

However, the next moment, the channel shared by the Death Guard and the Ultramarines rang out with Killiman's fast and solemn voice.

[Commander Hades, would you like to answer some of our confusion in detail after this war?] The Ultramarines will thank you for your knowledge. 】

Before Hades could utter any syllable, a loud sigh came from Motarian's breathing mask, and then Motarian took off his breathing mask, and he spat hard at the ground, put on his mask, and took a few deep breaths.

Killiman, my brother, he said gloomily, "What do you ask?" I can answer your confusion right now. 】

Obviously, most of Hades's attention is now on the battlefield, and the explosion just now filled Hades' vigilance, so he literally understood the conversation between Motarian and Killiman, and did not speak.

On the other hand, after consulting with Motarian, the Lord of Maculag chose to garrison the square, the largest temporary airfield in the city, so that the ground forces could keep in touch with the air fleet.

Killiman stared at the edge of the square, the Type 3 obstacle was paired with the Type 2 barrier, artificially creating a bunker, and the vehicles in three blocks were dragged over and became part of the bunker, although in his calculations, Killeman did not think that the people here could launch a large-scale attack, but this place was all psykers he was not familiar with, and Killeman thought that he needed to be fully prepared.

All situations must be faced, and failure to do so is betrayal.

The only mortals left now are the historians and narrators arranged by Killiman, though there are very few left.

Killiman wanted them to leave in the Stormbird, but the current air force was the Death Guard, who refused Killiman's request and warned Killiman not to easily return them to the air fleet.

So Killiman had to make these mortals tremble and cry in the defense circle of the Ultramarines, but there was also a young man trying to touch the bodies of the dead Absdus, and of course he was seriously warned.

At the same time, Killiman pondered the words that had just fallen, he was thinking about what Motarian was thinking at the moment, Motarian's tone was not good, he was rejecting the Ultramarines, this was indeed the problem of the Ultramarines.

Killiman realizes that the Death Guards are a rather stubborn and boundary-minded legion, and that the Ultramarines have just acted recklessly, and that they should be more cautious and cautious in observing and probing.

However, it was the time of the war, and Killiman did not want to see defeat due to a lack of information, so he acquiesced to the Ultramarines' questioning of the Death Guards, even though it did make some of the Death Guards resentful of them.

Killiman was silent for a moment, then picked a more relaxed tone,

[I have a lot to ask, my brother, Motarian, maybe you can come and sit in the glory of Macurag after this?] This battle is also thanks to the advance warning of the Death Guard, and we did make mistakes. 】

This technique has proven to be very effective even when used on primordial beings who are called demigods by mortals.

Even though Killeman was unhappy with some of the actions of the Death Guard, it was still within the boundaries he had delineated.

There was a faint sound of radio waves coming from Motarian's channel, and Killeman imagined his brother breathing laboriously in a gas mask.

【. Yes, but don't ask now. 】

A dry phrase, and then Motarian cut off the connection with the channel directly.

The goal had been achieved, and the current information was enough for them to cope with the current situation, and Killiman ordered the Ultramarines to stop questioning their tired death guards.

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The Death Guard doesn't need to clean up the area, they only need to clean up part of it, collect the ashes of the Psyker, and give the rest to the torpedo.

If it weren't for the sudden explosion of the ghetto altar, the Death Guards' battle line wouldn't have advanced so far, and their footsteps could have stopped as early as the third area.

The area that had been licked by the flames had long since been reduced to rubble, and all the remaining combustibles had been reduced to ashes except for the cracked and twisted stones that had been burned to the ground, and some specialized warriors wandered through the ruins to collect like wild dogs in the wasteland.

The most densely populated and prosperous area of the entire planet Abstu is the royal capital, and in addition, there are small villages that have no climate, dotted with wild places.

There is no need to clean it up, the Extinction Order will naturally solve all of this.

It was time to retreat, and above the square, the engines roared, and the legionnaires began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Hades stood in the square, listening to the information coming from the channel, staring thoughtfully at the towering palace.

According to the Death Guards who entered, they also found a huge amount of explosives under the altar of the palace - more than the ones that the slums bombed Hades.

If summoned from the altar of the palace, Hades was not sure if he would have survived.

But he didn't want to think about the problem that Tzeentch had given him, a possible path had been denied, and he just had to pick the path that still existed.

There was a sound of footsteps behind Hades, and he judged that it was Killiman, and of course Hades knew what the original body was trying to say, he had already rejected three Ultramarines in a row, including Gage, the commander of the company.

Hades didn't turn his head,

"No, don't ask me again."

Hades said,

"Those who tell the story of mortals must be put to death."

Then Hades looked back, as if taken aback, "I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't know it was you." ”

Killyman waved his hand,

[We can spy on them, or cleanse their memories, but just kill them?] This is too cruel for those who are faithful to their duties, and until then they have been merely people who wish to witness a glorious ceremony. 】

"Master Killiman, our Legion Commander has warned you again and again before this."

Hades's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but he was still expressionless, and he would also be expressionless when answering the questions of the Ultramarines?

Killiman's voice was tinged with anger, and the Lord of Maculag began to try to press,

[If you inform the Ultramarines in advance, these losses are unnecessary. 】

"We've given you and your legion enough wake-up call, but you're still claiming that there is nothing wrong with the people here, or rather, most of them are fine."

Hades was expressionless and unmoved by the pressure of a primordial, if it wasn't for his mental strength enough, it was that he had faced the anger of a primordial so many times that these things became commonplace for him.

Realizing this, Killiman's voice began to soften,

[I still don't agree with executing them, they are all warriors who follow the Ultramarines around the battle, you can tell us anything else that can be done other than the death penalty, even if it is costly.] 】

Hades stared at Killiman, his gaze swept invisibly over the shivering historians behind the primordial.

In fact, so far, except for the Soulless, Kirkland and King, and all the mortals who have faced the demons with Hades have died.

They were all dead.

And Kirkland and Kim have also been under the surveillance of Hades for a long time, and it is only recently that Kim's surveillance has become Machado.

It is true that in the distant 40k, many mortal troops will be the main force in the fight against demons, and their strength and faith are obvious to all.

But not now, corruption is everywhere, and the best way to avoid corruption is ignorance, and they already know it, but they don't have the protection of the so-called faith—

Oh, Hades suddenly thought of a ridiculous idea, but he cut it off in an instant.

First of all, Killyman himself was extremely opposed to religion, and Hades could not operate it, and could not say anything to Killiman to make them religious; Secondly, Killiman would not allow these people to be handed over to the Death Guards, as the Primordials firmly believed that the Death Guards would execute them in the first place.

What's more, Hades himself is quite disgusted by this kind of behavior, and he still can't accept this absurd behavior of taking the initiative to [preach].

But this gang of people cannot be let go, they are all well-spoken historians, and Tzeentch likes this kind of people, and in the face of possible sources of infection, destruction is the safest thing to do.

Hades looked at Killiman, and he remembered that in the Plague, Killiman had established the Hospital World to treat those who had been wounded after fighting the demon Nurgle.

If it were Mortarian now, he would have executed them humanely instead of trying to treat them.

Sure enough, the corruption mixed in with the wounded soldiers succeeded in dealing a heavy blow to the world.

Hades pondered,

"I can check for them, I'm a soulless, and a little stronger than the others. People who are tainted by psionic energy will be more sensitive than normal people, and if they are contaminated, then they will not be able to withstand my untouchable domain. ”

Hades continued slowly,

However, I can only check the situation for a while, and many times, the dangers buried in the memories or details are not immediately revealed, and the safety of the present does not prove that they will not be polluted by the past and become monsters like Queen Abstus in the future."

"They're still dangerous, and I recommend that you put them to death."

Killiman's eyes flashed, "You may be able to teach us how to prevent this. 】

"Memory is highly cleared, monitored, forbidden to disseminate one's own thoughts"

Hades muttered quietly and quickly, and he walked over and looked at the historians, huddled together, visibly frightened.

"Excuse me, do a check."

Killiman stood behind Hades, his eyes wide open—

The people who were still abusing and crying just now felt as if they were all asleep the next moment.

[This]

Killeman looked at those who were sleeping in disbelief,

"I'm sorry."

Hades said slowly, as if mourning,

"Apparently they are all contaminated, and now that their psionic flames have been extinguished, their physical bodies will soon stop working."

Killeman stared at Hades, his mouth open, and finally didn't ask what he wanted to ask.

【. I hope that after this, you can explain all this for me. 】

These little commotions attracted others more than Hades, and Mortarian strode over, his breathing apparatus groaning,

"You'll understand all this, my brother, but there are times when you need to let your compassion give way to the cruel truth."

Yes, yards

(End of chapter)