【Over the Nikaia Orbit】

"Ready, Angelon,"

Hades took a deep breath,

"It's time for us to land in Nikaia."

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【Nikaia Landing Point】

The Death Guard's Stormbird landing ship had landed in a cloud of gloomy ashes, and the Lord of Death had hidden himself under a hood and poison gas, his deep eyes quickly swept across the land, and as he thought, he saw pompous and useless grand buildings, built against a volcano.

Nikaia is a still active planet, its geological activity is very high, and the planet's magnetic field is broken, which means that most of the geomagnetic instruments are not functioning properly, and it also means that the psionic field here is not very stable.

Mortarian silently noted this, and strode toward the Emperor's circular volcano theater, his silent heir and Kirkland Sage following him.

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【Nikaia Theatre Atrium】

Motarian was the first to arrive, standing thoughtfully at the bottom of the stage of light, and in front of the stage, thousands of seats were divided into two sides, rising into the darkness, bureaucrats, lords, admirals, mechanical sages, mortals crowded and chattering.

This judgment is not only the story of the primordials and the legions, but also the mortals have their own powers, in the more secrecy and higher places, the leaders of the Astral Court, the casting generals of Mars, and the leaders of the navy...... Powerful people have also arrived.

They were even allowed the power to keep their identities hidden.

But these mortals, without exception, kept a deathly silence when the Lord of Death entered, and Motarian was pleased with this.

And at the back of the stage, darkness swelled up to that highest point, where it shone and the Lord of Humanity was sitting quietly and majestically on his golden throne, so bright that Motarian squinted at him, faint tears sliding from the corners of his eyes.

A breath of poison gas erupted from under the mask of the Lord of Death, and Motarian took a step forward and bowed slightly to his father, which was considered to have completed his ceremony, and Machado beside the Emperor nodded at him, so Motarian led his children to the place of the Death Guard and sat down without hesitation.

The seats surrounding the front of the stage were completely vacated, divided into several sections, each with the Legion's logo, and the Death Guard assigned to the right hand side of the podium in the middle of the stage.

Motarian looked around, his gaze particularly fixed on the area directly in front of the stage, where there was no signage, but around the main throne stood a Silent Nun and the Grand Sage of the Machines.

It's all acquaintances, black law and gold.

As if aware of the Lord's gaze of the Lord of Death, Kim's massive body twisted around, and he looked at Motarian, perhaps Kirkland, next to him, and showed a smile.

"Good day, my lord :)"

Motarian heard Kirkland's short circuit, but it didn't matter, it only meant one thing, Hades was here.

It was a joy for him, a joy to win, and Hades' presence would only show one thing, and that was that he could never lose.

Mortarian raised his hand to signal Kirkland to calm down, and he looked at the seat, frowning slightly, the seat was too big to look like it was for a primordial.

Motarian spat on the Emperor and Machado for a second, but then the second Primordial arrived, the door slammed open, and a hearty laugh broke in.

The wolf king Riemannrus cried out roughly,

[Okay, little ones! 】

He sauntered and led his wolf cubs through the gate behind the mortal seats at the end of the theater, and down the middle road where the seats were divided.

The mortals were taken aback, the waves of exclamation, the sound of welcome, and the applause, the silence that had just been caused by Motarian's entry was broken in an instant, and the crowd became chaotic and noisy.

Riemanrus swaggered to the front of the stage, the wolf king instantly became serious, he breathed steadily, inserted his sword into the ground, and with a bang, Riemanrus knelt down, and his wolf cubs also knelt down.

[Salute to you my highest regards, Father. 】

By this time he had stopped snoring, and Motarian looked away with disdain.

The emperor tilted his head slightly, Macado smashed the scepter, Bangbang's voice rang out, and Riemanlus stood up, gritting his teeth and smiling.

The Wolf King? A dog wagging its tail at the Emperor, Motarian muttered inwardly, but he stood up anyway, for the Wolf King was coming towards him.

[Yes, my brother! 】

Ruth sniffed rudely, as he spoke. His teeth barked all the time, as if threatening,

[I still like you in the communication channel, you stink too much.] 】

Without blinking, Motarian stared at Ruth calmly and held out a hand,

[Each other, each other. 】

Ruth laughed, grabbing Motarian's hand and flicking it up and down, strong enough to break a space soldier.

[I didn't think you were quite civilized. 】

The wolf king laughed, and then he stopped, sniffed sharply, and howled like a wolf,

[Woman! 】

Motarian was taken aback, but realized in an instant what the Wolf King was talking about, and a group of Silent Nuns approached them, led by an unusually tall Forbidden Army, with Kim also following the group.

The wolf king reached behind him, and pulled out a mortal like a little chicken, and he yelled at the poor mortal roughly,

[Hauser, you will follow them later, the wild bear will follow you, rest assured to go with them, tell me everything you know, if they want to check your back door, you have to keep your ass up. 】

"Your Excellency."

The leader of the Forbidden Army, Waldo, spoke calmly, trying to stop the wolf king's joke,

The wolf king's eyes twisted and stared at the forbidden army,

[Golden little guy, didn't anyone teach you not to interrupt the original body?] You want me to rip your mouth off and stuff it in my brother's gas tube right now? 】

Before Valdo could speak, Motarian spoke,

[I refuse.] 】

Ruth looked at Motarian in surprise, but he laughed again, and he put the shivering mortal down and patted Hauser, who felt like he was about to be knocked down.

Go, poet! 】

Hauser stood there hesitantly, the Wolf King whistled, and a wild wolf came out of the ranks, following Hauser like a wolf, and Motarian thought it was probably the wild bear in the mouth of the Wolf King.

Mortarian raised his hand, and his company commander, Volks, stepped out in silence, flasks and full ammunition clanging as he walked.

Kirkland also walked out, and Motarian didn't need to look at it to know that the Great Sage had probably activated some kind of forced calm mechanism.

Waldo, the leader of the forbidden army who escaped from under the wolf king, looked at Motarian suspiciously, just now the wolf king was patting the shoulder armor of the forbidden army, and Motarian clearly saw obvious dents on it.

[Grand Sage Kirkland, the military sage of the Death Guard, who specializes in psionic and anti-psionic powers, may be helpful in the following proofs.] 】

Mortarian said calmly, his gaze shifted to Kim, who was already the size of three Kirklands,

Perhaps your sages can testify for the Death Guard. 】

Jin lifted his red robe and saluted Motarian, his display still showing the standard smiling face, but the sage looked at the Praetorian Army, and many garbled spots of light slid over it in an instant.

So Valdo turned and nodded at Motarian,

[We will bring him over.] 】

A puff of poisonous gas erupted from under Motarian's mask, as if in acquiescence, and he looked coldly at the wolf king, who was stretching his waist, and listened to the sound of the Silent Nun, the Praetorian Army, and Hauser's troops moving away.

Mortarian sat back in his seat, no need to waste time with the Wolf King, who yawned, and Motarian was sure that the smell wafting from his mouth was worse than his poisonous gas.

As if he knew not to be bored, the wolf king noisily led his wolves back to their seats, bracing his cheeks and clamoring for the servants to come and serve wine.

Just as the wolf king returned to his seat, and his last wolf cub was ready, another legion came, and the smell of incense filled the space in an instant, and the people fell silent, and then—began to stand up.

Fugen paced slowly and gracefully down the steps, his purple-gold phoenix guards following his father, the light in their hair or armor as soft as starlight in the darkness.

The crowd began to applaud, and Motarian heard the wolf king's disgruntled snoring.

Fogen walked to the front of the stage, tucked his silver hair behind his ears as if he were lifting the hem of his skirt, and then he knelt down on one knee with one hand on his chest, and the silver hair slipped down and hung down next to the bridge of his handsome nose.

[Your proud son, I would like to pay you the highest respect!] 】

"My lord is glad you are here."

Makado spoke,

Fogen rose smoothly and smiled happily at the Emperor, a perfect smile that, if possible, Motarian thought, would slap his lipstick face before the Emperor, showing his own face like a perfect vase.

After finishing the etiquette to the emperor, Fugen turned around and smiled his perfect smile at the mortals, he bowed slightly, and said in a loud voice,

[I'm glad we can gather here together to discuss the affairs of the Empire.] 】

Fake trick, Motarian didn't hesitate to realize it, this damn guy was canvassing for votes, even before the meeting started, damn it, the emperor can't take care of this guy, don't let him rape those mortal minds with his face?

Fortunately, Ruth barked, and the wolf king excitedly spilled the wine in his hand on the fur, and he patted the armrest of the seat,

【Fugen! Your perfume has smoked me! My sons are going to have their noses broken—stay away from us, or you can sit next to the stinking guy!" 】

Motarian and Fugen frowned almost synchronously, but this also successfully interrupted Fugen's expressive desire, and Phoenix led his heir back to his seat step by step.

Then there was Clarks, who looked silent and normal. Motarian didn't know him, he had no presence, in fact, he was like a transparent person throughout the meeting.

However, since he resembled Conrad Coz, Motarian took the initiative to raise his vigilance and dislike of him to the highest level.

After that, the White Scar Think Tank sent by the Khan entered the field with the joint think tanks of other legions, and the Great Khan himself did not come.

Rogdorn, Motarian suspected that he had come here because the Emperor was here, this big guy with dry white hair had just been appointed as the Governor of Terra, and he would be the closest to the Emperor among them, and he would not leave an inch, what a terrible treatment.

I heard that Perturabo was so angry that he deserved it.

Motarian was silent, some of his brothers had already started chatting, he was ignored again, and it was a good thing, this time even Fogen didn't dare to come and disturb him again.

Before the meeting officially began, the Archangel was the penultimate to arrive.

Everyone held their breath, or rather, they forgot to breathe, they forgot to stand up, they forgot to cheer, and their mouths were stupidly wide open while they were talking.

The eyes of the people followed the archangel who flew in the darkness, each of his wings shimmering with shimmering light.

The angel nodded lightly, his feet on the ground, and he looked at his father, whose face was painted with a tear stain.

The huge wings of the wings slowly retracted, and the heirs who had been left behind him also arrived at the angel's side, and the angel knelt reverently and lowered his head.

The light that fell from the stage made his curly and supple blonde hair shine.

[Good day, my father. 】

"My lord is glad you're here, you seem to be in good shape."

The angel bowed his head slightly, in acquiescence, and then he got up, turned and smiled at the mortals, spread his wings, and flapped them as if they were stretching,

Motarian was silent, he knew the difference between an angel and a Fugen, one was a noisy flyless chicken, and the other was a flying birdman.

None of this is good, and Motarian began to feel that the Wolf King had become more amiable.

It's a good thing the angel didn't continue to rape Motarian's eyes with those mutant wings, because the last legion has arrived-

Motarian stared at the damned, scarlet figure.

He squinted like a hunter looking at his prey's throat, like an executioner rattling a sinner's neck.

Imperial Chancellor, Machado's voice rang out as the Crimson King stood up,

"Now, the meeting begins."

Why didn't Hades come? Motarian looked at the empty seat in shock, but Macardo's words still echoed in his ears,

"If you want to speak, then swear that you are telling the truth, and the lies on the stage will be punished with the severest punishment, and we spurn liars and villains who distort the truth, and only the truth will become the gold on the scales of justice."

No, even if Hades is not present, Motarian will do what he has to do, he will be the first to raise the banner against the wizards.

Motarian did wait for his friend, but he also had his own path to follow.

Motarian was the first to stand, and in the eyes of everyone, he walked towards the very center stage.

[In the name of facing death, I swear. 】

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