"You say,"

Blake's battle predecessor, Cober, the son of Hades, was staring at Blake with blazing eyes, and his gaze reminded Blake of some dangerous and unstable canine beast,

"Nutritious porridge or grilled mushrooms tonight?"

Blake, who was secretly nervous, breathed a sigh of relief, he still thought that Cobb, who had finished his political literacy class, was going to make some tirade, and he was really not good at discussing these.

Blake thought for a moment,

“…… Grilled mushrooms. ”

"I decided to eat them all."

Cober said solemnly,

"Although the annoying sage says that Hades likes nutritious porridge - but roasted mushrooms are not unavoidable."

“……”

Blake realizes that this is the prelude to Cobb's upcoming whimsy, and that his fighting brothers have their own unique views on politics compared to Blake.

Blake continued to walk silently in the corridor,

The combat brothers who had finished their training with him were noisily walking towards the cafeteria, so the corridor was now noisy, very noisy.

The atmosphere is completely different from other warbands.

Blake could feel Cobb scratching his head inadvertently, which was a sign of embarrassment for him,

Cobb could have joined the small group that was actively discussing, but in order to integrate Blake into the circle of the fighting brothers, the senior who captured Blake into the Sons of Hades insisted on talking to Blake.

Cobb seemed to apologize for Blake's misfit, and more than once he knocked on the side to see if Blake had something on his mind—

Does he still have an old mother and a child, or is Blake ready to confess to his beloved girl for the rest of his life on that bleak afternoon when Cober grabbed him and carried him aboard?

Blake's reaction to this was to shake his head solemnly, neither.

He was just doing a routine hunt to fill his belly.

Before that, he had been living alone in the wilderness outside the hive for a long time, so long that he couldn't remember when he was alone.

Then a ship came to the sky, and a giant came down from it, and the giant looked at him, picked him up, and went away.

He didn't resist because he didn't feel malice.

Cobb's recollection of this was that the kid was scared silly.

After making sure that Blake had no legacy of the past, Cobb began to harass Kim again, believing that Blake might have used the wrong seed during the operation, or that he might have been held by the Legion.

Kim's response to this was to check the surgical records and kick the Hades out of the lab.

"Blake? Black? ”

Cober's voice pulled Blake's thoughts back into his mind, and Blake looked at a similar picture of the corridor, and in two minutes, they would arrive at the cafeteria.

“？”

Blake responded succinctly to Cobb, and then Cober asked the question,

"Blake, what do you think of the Son of Hades?"

……

Blake's gaze swept across the crowd without a trace, the crowd was still as noisy as before, but the new blood had noticed the slight ups and downs in the atmosphere, and the rest of the warriors pricked up their ears,

Perhaps only the son of Hades would ask such a question about new blood,

"Good."

Blake replied dullly truthfully.

His combat senior frowned, stroked the beard on his chin, and patted Blake on the shoulder, as if judging whether what Blake said was true or false,

"You don't have resistance training?"

Blake shook his head,

"I'm serious every time."

Cobb gasped,

"It's ......" and "Aren't you lazy......" alternately appeared in his mouth, and the other sons of Hades also let out small muttering sounds,

In just five seconds, through the children of Hades around him, Black heard at least three ways to be lazy in training.

Blake got used to it.

Cobb stroked his beard again, scratching his beard as he stared at Blake in thought,

"Blake, if you're uncomfortable, just say, it's really not good, the warband also has connections for you to stuff into the warband you like, if you don't like the warband, like the Imperial Fist or something, we can also try to ask you - look, the person in front, yes, hey! As for him, he saved a Imperial Fist Company Commander, and your brother and I have connections. ”

Blake shook his head seriously again, and he said frankly,

"The Sons of Hades warband is good, I hope to stay here,"

Blake said that in order to dispel Cobb's various wonderful thoughts, Blake thought about it and deliberately added the second half of the sentence,

"Brother, do you think I shouldn't stay in the son of Hades?"

The eavesdropping crowd completely stopped pretending, and there was an uproar.

"Hey! No! You're slandering me!! ”

Cobb immediately began to jump up and down to explain, and then he didn't need to use his brain to say anything, Blake emptied his brain, and the nutritious porridge was in the first window.

Until they began to eat, Cobb continued to talk, and Blake drank the porridge without saying a word, and most of the words leaked out of his empty brain.

"Maybe you'll need a game of your own to find your rhythm,"

Cobb said solemnly,

"In this way, I know, you need some passion in your life, Blake, so be it, after eating, I will go to the oil guy to declare a new round of destiny for you, you can rest assured, our eight groups of people are enough, if it is not enough, I will activate my connections for you, rest assured, the group will definitely be able to vote for you to vote for the finals."

Seven days later, Blake was launched.

Blake was deeply speechless about this.

Actually, he doesn't usually have much to say.

……

"It's really a hearty education."

Cober sat on top of the ruins of the nest capital, holding a cigarette barrel the size of a star marine, and the underworld children who were resting and vigilant around him teased him, and Cober did not show weakness, took a puff, retorted, and knocked the cigarette pipe again,

"Anyway, that kid was the first to see my lord,"

Cober said happily,

"Hey! One person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven! When the time comes, I will fool Blake a few words, and then I will go to see Hades as a guide to this kid into the battle group, and no one can stop me. ”

"It's so beautiful! Smoke basket! That kid can't hit a fart with three punches, and you still want him to say a few words for you? Have you forgotten that in order to let this stuffy gourd speak, you fell off all your worried beards one by one? ”

"That's called personality!"

Cobb raises his voice,

"Blake, this kid is clever when he is a child, you know what, this is called a big thing, don't say it lightly!"

The other sons of Hades laughed one after another, and Cober paused, blew his beard and glared and began to refute again, but the other Hades just laughed, and in the end, Cober couldn't hold back and laughed out loud,

"Oops, anyway, in the end, it's our eight groups that have won the work of the dragon, how can we make a profit," Cober said, knocking the chimney, picking up the remaining tobacco and putting it away, putting away the chimney and getting up, there was a command from the channel, you can continue to push in,

"Let the seven groups of fools envy you,"

Cobb said, "Let them take up seven and the dog barks every day!" ”

Kober, the leader of the eighth group, got up, and with a simple gesture, the surrounding soldiers instantly put away their jokes,

After receiving the order of the team leader, the technical sergeant who was operating the unmanned vehicle turned on the data transmission, and he transmitted the 3D data of the discovered nest road to the helmet.

This operation was in conjunction with the Warband's final outflanking mission against the Bone Crushers.

"Let's go."

——————

It's going to explode.

Black, he thought, with his great axe in hand, galloping above the rugged surface of the battle moon.

He deliberately lowered the magnetic force of his helmet, and with the small gravitational pull of the battle moon, Blake ran almost by leap.

Beyond the thin atmosphere was a dark starry sky, and now, the sky was burning, and there were more living ships in Tyren than the stars,

The Greenskins and the Tyranns' fleets are almost completely intertwined, regardless of you and me,

The monstrous flesh monster burned, and it swept across its sight at great speed, slamming it into the battle moon of the greenskins,

The Tyranns have gone completely insane.

The heavy axe sliced a rustic silver line in its hand, slicing through a toothy and clawed tyrant as lightly as a swallow, sour slime splattered out, and the stained armor hissed and corroded.

Blake glides down as he tries to find the surviving Greens, but he fails, and the Tyranns' suicidal first charge nearly kills all of the special Greenskins.

Countless insects rushed at him from the sky, the earth, and the earth, and Blake did not refuse to come, and the battle axe in his hand was like a part of his body, the continuation of his will,

For Hades!

Blake thought of charging among the insects like a sprinting warhorse, chitin-wrapped stumps splashing, and because of the small gravity, slowly gliding through the air, forming a cluster of blooming stump flowers.

He felt the earth tremble, and in the distance, the long-legged Tyron, more twisted and bizarre than the Worm Saint, slammed into the Battle Moon, and then was teased by the Mountains of the Battle Moon's movement, stumbling and roaring.

A piercing high-frequency scream pierced the atmosphere, and Blake felt blood flow from his ears.

Maybe being deaf wasn't a bad thing, Blake thought, so he could not listen to the bothering of his fighting brothers.

But he realized in an instant that he could no longer hear what the Immortal King had told him, and Blake gave up on what he had just thought.

He was so focused on fighting the Tyranns, and now he didn't need any tactics, and Tyron and Greenskin stood together in the ring, fighting each other.

To Blake's dismay, the Tyranns were no longer the Tyrans he was familiar with, and the Tyrannies were changing rapidly.

The bugs are becoming more aggressive and frenzied, their mortality rates are increasing like crazy, and some individuals don't even look like creatures that can survive for a long time, and if they are left quiet for an hour or two, they may just die.

After realizing the Hades' intentions, and realizing that no matter how they proceeded with the next step, they would enter a dead end, the Tyranns went completely insane.

They put all their quality into the war, and Blake realized that despite the many times they weakened the Tyranns, there were still too many bugs,

The solid hard shell collided with the tomahawk, making a loud metallic crashing sound,

In fact, Hades's command class said that when outflanking, facing the opposite side where the troops still existed, try to leave a gap that seems to be a way of life, so that the opposite side will not fight to the death.

Then, through various means, weaken and eventually destroy the enemy army.

And now, this huge Tyranid fleet is clearly a trapped beast that has been cornered.

Blake heard the waaagh sound scattering, perhaps the Immortal was fulfilling the greenskins' wishes......

At the end of the line of sight, a bright star burst open, the aftermath overflowing like butterfly wings, and Blake suddenly heard a loud waaagh sound.

Pale green light waves spread out in the galaxy, and the bugs that densely besieged the planet were washed away,

The battle moon where Magnus was exploded!!

Blake frowned almost subconsciously, he now very much agreed with the Father of Genes that psionics could not be trusted.

He gritted his teeth and slid the scythe of the tyrannical beast with an axe, and the noise in the communication channel was deafening.

"Magnus?!"

He roared, but there was only endless noise in the private channel,

Blake leaped to his feet, jumping over the tyrannical beast that had lost one of its legs,

Magnus ?!!!

[Be respectful, boy!! 】

The roar of the primordial sounded, and Blake breathed a sigh of relief,

"You've been defeated too quickly! - You didn't even light the Battle Moon as planned! The Tyrans absorb that mass!! ”

[I'm at least alive!] The Emperor is above! The Tyranids evolved anti-psionic units!! Without warning, it's an entire anti-psionic fleet - I—I haven't had time to rescue Archimedes yet! 】

The battle moon led by Magnus is a pure psionic unit, and even the formation of that moon is glued together by the power of my search.

Blake took a deep breath in rage, blood stabbing across his throat,

"Dear Lord Primordial, Archimedes is a fucking greenskin!! Before meeting you, it was even called Wow Kimede!! ”

[Be respectful!] Little cub! If it weren't for your damn father here...... But it just saved me! It held off those attacks!! - Oh my God, this is so-]

The channel was intermittent, and on the other side was probably Magnus talking to himself in amazement,

"Lord Magnus, I don't think your heir would want to be on the same footing as a greenskin."

Blake slammed another axe into the tyrannical beast's skull, twisting his wrist, and he said almost through gritted teeth,

[Of course!! 】

The original suddenly screamed,

[This is just a study for the alien race!] - Blake, haven't you had anything else on your mind?! 】

The axe in Blake's hand did not hesitate for a moment, and he remembered that every time he had a meal, he would happily bring him his specific food; He remembered the blow he had just blocked for him, and the spores that had turned into spores; There are other greenskins, trembling, and from the bottom of their hearts follow his little brothers of the Black Butcher's Inspectorate......

But it's not enough, it's not enough.

Small favors and small favors cannot be moved.

"Never !!"

Blake shouted, his voice muffled by the roars of the Tyranns,

"I promised them a WAAAGH!! I did it!!! This knowledgeable primordial - do you really think that what you are happy to see is what the greenskins want?! ”

"They will only die in war! The calm of the day is all appearance!! ”

He still wanted to return alive and glory to the son of Hades, and to give Cobb, and everyone who voted for him at that time, an axe.

They threw him out, so Blake gave each of them an axe in return.

They allowed him to find the Immortal, so Blake decided to hack them with the moves the Immortal had taught him.

"Don't try to hide the greenskins! Heterodox!!! ”

Black roared, Magnus didn't respond to him, and the Zerg Titans in the distance moved frantically, and the next moment, the soil beneath his feet began to crack.

——————————

"Sneeze !!"

Buzz turned his head and glanced at the warehouse on the ground floor of the broken nest capital, where the army of the Human Empire had completely occupied.

"Cobb, smoke less."

Butz said casually, and Cobb, who was on guard with a gun, replied weakly,

Booz then turned his head and asked Alek, who was standing in front of the abandoned Greenskin Throne,

"It escaped ......"

Arik whispered, "No, the Bone Breaker isn't such a greenskin. ”

"What do you mean?"

Buzz asked, leaning down as little as possible to keep the person from looking down, and Arek frowned and coughed a few times,

"Your Excellency, please don't call me that, I'm just a small commissar."

"This is my freedom," said Bouz, "and this war is so smooth because of you." ”

Alek almost predicted every corner where the Bone Crusher put down the ambush, and in the complex structure of the nest capital, Buz watched in amazement as Alec and the Bone Crusher fought for territory inch by inch, and there were mysteries everywhere, and the political commissar saw the move, as smooth as breathing,

Even if they change to other strategists, they are estimated to suffer in front of the bone crushers.

"No need to say hello," Bouz raised his hand in time and smiled kindly, "We're in a hurry right now, so please just say your conclusions." ”

The modesty that Alek just came to his mouth swallowed hard, he was indeed not one of those compliments, the eyes under the brim of his hat were deep, Alek thought for a moment, and spoke,

"The Bone Crusher is in a hurry, and there's something in this field that draws it in—I think it might have something to do with the expedition it wants to launch."

The old commissar saw Booz's expression change slightly, but Buz didn't show anything, and after that, the Imperial Regent continued to politely ask the old commissar about the layout of the other wars.

………………

"Kim, how's it going?"

After sending the others off, Booz asked,

In the shadows, Jin's huge figure slowly appeared,

"There's a 67.9% chance it's the Burner," said the mechanical sage, "but there are remnants of other star gods that I can't discern any longer, and that one is more hidden, or rather, cunning. ”

Booz groaned,

"Can our current troops defeat the Star God?"

Kim spreads out his hands,

"The one who has studied the star gods the most is Faos, I asked Kirkland, and his answer was barely enough to fight."

"Star God," Buzz's face was obscured by the shadow of the nest, "I remember that my Genetic Father had the blood of the Star God in his veins?" ”

Kim nodded,

"According to the information provided by the forbidden army, the lord of mankind at that time made a very bold attempt...... And Hades survived, so there is a legend after this. ”

"I've always had a question,"

Buzz continued to whisper, "I know that Hades' abilities are different from those of sentient beings, and his original abilities do not include the power of the Star God? ”

Kim nodded,

"Actually, Booz,"

Kim said slowly,

"It is the star god who adapts to my lord, not my lord who adapts to the star god - the star god devours all souls, and my lord has no soul, the answer is as simple as that, other than that, there is no compatibility between them."

"You mean," Bouz lowered his eyes, "is it that the Star God Fragment is attached and can be absorbed?" ”

Kim looked at Hades in silence,

"Only Hades can succeed, and only he can succeed, without a soul and with a strong self-depleting self, he is the only person in this galaxy other than the star god to do so."

Booz was stunned,

"So similar?"

Kim shook his head again, he thought of those crazy star gods,

"Maybe the ego of the star god is far inferior to him."

……………………

…… Sleepy......... Hungry......... Hungry... Tired......

In the quiet command room, Hades slumped in a soft seat in front of the map, and he hadn't closed his eyes since he started operating, making Hades think about how long...... Six months, twenty-three days, seven hours and eight minutes?

Right now...... The map is blazing brightly, and the plan is in the final step to pit Taryn and Greenskins against each other - whoever wins, it's done.

He put a primordial body, a Blake, and three warlords on the front line, and he won't lose big anyway, right?

The battle was raging, and Hades had already arranged all the fleets that could be dispatched in place, and due to the size of the two sides, even if the flames were raging, it would take several days and nights to burn.

Staring at the map, Hades' eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

…… Sleepy...... Hungry...... Hungry...... Hungry......

Whispers rang in his ears, and Hades decided to take a five-minute nap, and after a brief command to stand guard Greenskin, he let his mind sink into the depths.

……

One minute and thirty-four seconds later, in Hades' dream, all the greenskins in the capital of the green-skinned planet fell into eternal silence.

(End of chapter)