Chapter 126 115. The clown on the stage
is gray and broken, and the ruins silently bear witness to everything.
The bright red blood flowed down the long sword.
Drop by drop, it accumulated into a small puddle under Hades.
This sword definitely contains anti-coagulant and other toxins.
Hades was half kneeling on the ground, clenching his teeth and staring at the visitor in front of him.
The knife directly pierced his first heart, and Hades could feel the hot blood gushing and overflowing in his body.
The injury was fatal enough, but it hung Hades' life on the edge of the cliff.
The artificial meninges began to slowly and irreversibly initiate the suspended animation process.
Hades's pupils contracted, and his strong willpower caused him to delay the process of suspended animation.
"Don't sleep, dear."
A brass-colored gun was slowly pressed against Hades' neck, with a slight force, as if threatening.
The pure black leather and the bright red and green plaid fabric contrasted well. The strange light fluctuations caused by the visual interference field made the corners of his clothes emit fluorescent blue arc light.
"Hello, the established one, I am his believer, and I only follow the flow of fate and the future."
On the strange mask, a huge and funny smile is clearly visible.
Of course Hades knew what he was -
the Eldar buffoon!
The Eldar, once one of the overlords of the galaxy and universe, also had a glorious and blissful era.
With highly developed technology, extremely excessive productivity, stability in the existing field, and the blessing of many Eldar gods, the Eldar were once the most extravagant race in the galaxy.
However, behind the long stable and happy life, the Eldar are dissatisfied with the growing desire to have fun in a stable way.
With high technology and absolute security, they began to pursue their desires.
The fun that can stimulate the senses and the madness that can satisfy desires, the wind of decadence gradually swept across the entire Eldar race.
However, fanatical and unrestrained fun and indulgence that slides into the abyss will eventually lead to disaster.
Amid the indulgent desires of the entire Eldar race, more and more emotions began to form an entity in the subspace.
The first cry broke the barrier between the warp and the physical universe, and Slaanesh took hold of his power.
The four largest seats in subspace finally have a new owner.
The birth of Slaanesh also directly tore the extremely prosperous Eldar empire into pieces. Since then, a small number of Eldar people have lived scattered and have never regained their former glory.
And the Harlequin.
When the Eldar are about to fall into the abyss of desire, there are always a few who are sober, and the cunning and sober Harlequin is one of them.
They believed in the Eldar God of Laughter, Sigochi, and on the eve of everyone's fall, they used comic performances on the stage to satirize the Eldar's ugly indulgence.
Under the leadership of Sigoki, most of the Harlequins escaped the catastrophe of the birth of Slaanesh and have since hidden themselves in the intricate webways, never to appear on the bright side of history again.
But on the dark side of the stars, under the light, the clowns with strong prophetic abilities are still active on the stage they have built.
But for humans,
Hades gritted his teeth and stared at the smiling face. Under his power armor, adrenaline and other stimulant drugs began to be slowly injected.
The aliens will eventually be destroyed!
Hades, whose heart was poked out, suddenly burst into flames. He used his left arm to block the gun against his neck. The obituary cut through the air and screamed!
He didn't expect that Hades, who was already entering a dying state, could explode. The clown opposite him immediately jumped away, trying to avoid the attack.
Harlequins are more likely to avoid attacks than accept them.
At the same time, a gunshot rang out, but Hades, who had anticipated it, used his heavy shoulder armor to deflect it.
Hades followed up with a set of violent chops, the speed increasing with each strike!
Split, pick, hook!
The sharp sickle tore the clown's clothes directly, and the blood fell from the air in the shape of beads.
For the first time, Hades hated himself so much for not putting some poison on the scythe.
However, with the sudden violent movement, Hades felt blood gushing and filling his chest.
"Ahem!"
His speed slowed down, and finally he slowly stopped in place.
Hades held himself up with his scythe to prevent himself from falling again.
He can still detonate a bomb here.
Hades's consciousness became increasingly blurred, but he still waited for the opportunity.
On the opposite side, the clown who was originally performing according to the established script was disturbed from his rhythm. He was silent in annoyance and no longer performed those ridiculous and exaggerated performances.
If there was a problem with the performance, other behind-the-scenes staff also came on stage to check the situation.
The lights in the visual interference field flickered one after another. Counting the clown just now, a total of six clowns in different clothes appeared in Hades' field of vision.
[He is the established one, and we can no longer let him act inconsistently with the prophecy. ]
[Difference means change, end this quickly. ]
The clown shook his head dissatisfied.
He stepped in front of Hades again, but this time, he kept his distance from Hades.
"Hello."
He said again.
"We are not your enemies."
Ridiculous, ridiculous!
"Inspired by Him, we are here to convey
you suggestions about the future." "Please believe the prophecy."
A aria-like voice began to echo, and a set of cards appeared in the hands of the Harlequin.
He drew a card and flashed it in front of Hades.
+What should you believe? Be human. ＋
＋What should you be careful about? As the same kind. +
The blue card surface was glowing, and then turned gray again.
+What do you want? Ask for nothing. ＋
＋What don’t you ask for? Get what you want. +
The red cards flashed, the cards were reversed, and chaotic colors flashed.
Then the clown opposite Hades tried to pull the third card from the deck, but he acted as if the card was bitten by the deck. He waved his hand violently, and the card fell directly to the spot as it was pulled out.
A card with two pure black sides was held high by a clown lying on the ground.
+ When you feel itchy in your left ear and a little pain in your right ear, run directly, as fast as possible. +
Something completely inconsistent with what was said before was said——
Then the clown turned over the cards, and it was still dark.
+ I wish you a good appetite. +
After saying the last words, the clown rolled and jumped up from the ground.
He bowed to Hades magnificently and dramatically.
A clown seemed to throw some kind of healing spray to Hades. After ensuring that Hades would not die, the entire troupe slowly bowed.
In this crazy corner of the city, they used the previously laid network tunnel to exit.
After listening to the Eldar's inexplicable prophecy, Hades could no longer restrain his state of suspended animation. He slowly closed his eyes, forced himself to stand, and fell into darkness.
The boring wind blew slowly.
After an unknown amount of time, a trace of blue fluorescence flowed across Jin's screen.
"Crack!"
The engine was forcibly started.
With a highly mechanized body, four backup processors, and three artificial brains, Jin slowly lifted himself up from the pile of corpses.
Do these mentally retarded aliens still think that the brain is his core?
He staggered to Hades, who was still supporting the obituary, and mechanical parts fell off from his body from time to time.
He put Hades down and simply performed emergency measures.
The atmospheric anomaly that enveloped the entire planet also dissipated with the activation of the obelisk, and the distress signal edited by Jin was successfully sent.
After placing Hades, Jin limped and turned his head, heading towards the location of Sage Kirkland.
Sage Kirkland's body was cut off at the waist, and the burnt crater was clearly visible on the central processor.
Kirkland Sage's biomass storage had already exploded when it was intercepted by the Corruption.
Without the alien's blow, the sage would have died.
King stared silently at Sage Kirkland's broken body.
Before he lost his ability to dream, this scene appeared in his dreams thousands of times.
This sage who abused himself and treated himself like a tool finally died.
Staring at the sage's body, Jin unzipped the compressed package sent to him by the sage Kirkland.
That was the giant compressed package passed to Kirkland Sage at the moment he was thrown away by the Corruptor's whip.
The first stream of data was mapped into his processor,
[This is all my current anti-psionic research papers. ]
[You have been with me for so long, you can pick these up. ]
[For the God of All Machines, for the Ohm Messiah. ]
Ha.
Unfortunately, Sage Kirkland had already removed King's tear duct.
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