Chapter 364 353. Angron, Hades, and Mortarians
are creatures with subjective initiative.
So Hades chose to spend the voyage to Nicaea on the World Eaters' Conqueror rather than on the Silent Order's Kokotus, a style of décor that Hades said he was allergic to.
To further his own initiative, Hades brought the Macragge blanket from his bedroom on the Kokotus to his lounge on the Conqueror.
Angron once asked Hades what it was, and Hades very honestly told the Lord of the Red Sands that it was the home planet of his brother, Robert Guilliman, and Angron expressed his sincere regret for this act. Puzzled.
[Brother, aren’t you... aren’t you from the Silent Order? ]
Hades blinked, why did he always feel that the edge of the carpet was pilling? He didn't remember that he was tossing the blanket.
"The Order of Silence is not a complete legion. Angron, uh... To be honest, I belong to the Death Guard of the Fourteenth Legion."
Angron suddenly realized,
[Ah, you are the original body of the Death Guard? ]
Hades coughed violently,
"No! No! I mean I am the commander of the Death Guard - and in a blood sense..."
Hades paused, seeming to be thinking about complicated things, some ohms Messiah couldn't figure out the confusing theory of seniority,
"Well... you and I shouldn't be considered brothers anyway, I mean in the sense of blood."
Angron laughed and patted Hades before telling him about the battlefield The friendship established is far more reliable than the blood relationship. Then Angron paused and asked cautiously,
[Brother, I said, so the Fourteenth Legion and the Death Guard have another original body? 】
Hades nodded wildly,
"Mortarion, the Lord of Death, I think you will meet him when we arrive in Nicaea. He is very knowledgeable in potions and counter-psychics..." "
And numerology. "Study."
Hades paused for a moment, and then he said thoughtfully,
"Although I see Mortarion either mixing poisons or on his way to prepare poisons every day, he should also have some knowledge of treatment and rehabilitation. Research and see if he can help you then."
Hades glanced at Angron's nails. The nails had turned into decorative dreadlocks, with layers of blood stains accumulated at the bottom. That was the original body. The brain grows, trying to squeeze out the traces of the nails.
It was rare that Angron didn't speak immediately. Hades hadn't realized that Angron was confused by him. He quickly continued to express his idea,
"I will introduce you to Mortarion then. It's good, but he's not very good at interpersonal communication, but he won't give you poison, don't worry about that."
He might just draw some blood from you, Hades muttered in his heart.
[Wait a minute, brother, so...]
Angron said hesitantly,
[You are the commander of the Fourteenth Legion, and you are also the leader of the Order of Silence - but you hang a uniform in your lounge. A blanket from the Thirteenth Legion? ! ]
Hades blinked innocently,
"Yes, is there anything wrong?"
Angron thought a lot at that moment, and finally the original body decided to attribute the inability to figure it out to the fact that he had been away from the center of the empire for too long. Maybe it's some kind of common phenomenon, but he just doesn't know about it.
Angron grinned,
[Then I'll give you some good things from the World Eaters later. Whatever you want, Hades, you can take it. ]
Hades pondered, he couldn't hang two axes on the wall of the lounge, although this seemed to work.
He waved his hand and said,
"Thanks, Angron, I will just take two axes from your arsenal when the time comes."
A week later, Hades received a blanket that was slightly larger and bulkier than Macragge. , while the stitching is also rougher on the arena blanket.
Comes with two axes.
Hades raised the blanket, and he stared speechlessly at the wild bloody arena on it, which looked like it was temporarily sewn.
I just don’t know who is so unlucky as to be called over by the Lord of the Red Sand to do such a thing.
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[Come on! Enough, enough! You've said it many times. ]
Angron patted Hades's shoulder armor with one hand, and picked out his ears impatiently with the other hand,
[Compared to the interpersonal relationships of my brothers, you might as well learn a few more lessons from Kahn. Swinging an axe. 】
Hades shouted,
"You have to listen, Angron! You are going to attend the Nicaea Conference!"
Angron frowned,
"This is just a meeting, not a fight, why are you doing that?" Pay attention to? ]
Hades winked and said,
"Sometimes, a single word at a meeting of upper-level decision-makers can start countless wars. Angron, you have to be a qualified decision-maker, not just a general."
An Gron shrugged indifferently,
"I can't fight, and I can't even be called a general now." ]
Hades laughed, and he began to swing his ax in front of Angron mockingly,
"It's been a long time since we last fought, your hands are itchy, right?"
Angron bared his teeth, and his mood began to turn towards anger. A millisecond before the transformation, Hades decisively threw away his battle ax in a gesture of surrender, and at the same time began to speak quickly,
"Okay Angron, you still have to listen, listen carefully. The Council of Nicaea was initiated by the Emperor. A multi-person Primarch meeting, in which you will serve as the Primarch of the World Eaters, express your own unique opinions on whether to support the dissolution of the Think Tank, and at the same time gradually discover the chaotic interpersonal relationships of many Primarchs." [Where did you know this from
? So many strange sentence patterns! ]
Angron shouted, and at the same time he picked up an ax and threw it to Hades, telling him to shut up,
[Didn't you say that Mortarion and the Death Guard are not good at speaking? ! Why do you talk so much! ]
Hades took a deep breath,
"Because I said it, they didn't have to speak! I'm just a poor messenger!" [Then you are now the World Eater's messenger, brother! ]
Hades suddenly stopped and looked at Angron with a serious face. Angron looked at him in surprise,
[What's wrong, brother? 】
"Actually,"
Hades said sincerely,
"I don't know why I went to Nicaea. I can at least deduce that the legion went to Nicaea to express their opinions and vote. I I really don’t know what I’m going to do.”
[Emperor...my father didn’t tell you what you were going to do? ]
Angron paused,
[Hades, aren't you the Lord of the Silent Order? Since we are discussing psychic issues, there will definitely be a place for you. 】
"I...I'm still not sure if the emperor needs me to appear?"
Hades touched his nose guiltily,
"Brother, I don't think everyone accepts my existence as well as you do."
Ange Long was confused again.
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Vox stood behind his original body, Mortarion, with a serious face. The Lord of Death was busy tiredly in front of his potion table, and the pungent stench floated into Vox’s body. nasal cavity.
[My First Company Commander, you will go and meet the wild wolves at that time. ]
Mortarion said hoarsely,
[The wild wolves are all rough barbarians, and I don't expect you to get along well with them. ]
Mortarion watched the liquid slowly drip into the distilling bottle,
[But they have evidence that can kill Magnus, Vox, we need the death penalty, words cannot kill, we must get evidence of guilt. ]
Vox paused for a moment, and then he asked cautiously,
[My lord, what did the wild wolves find? It was enough to sentence Thousand Sons to death. ]
Mortarion put down the reagent tube that was shaking in his hand, and turned to look at Vox,
[Alone. ]
"Alone?"
Vox was stunned. He watched Mortarion narrow his eyes in dissatisfaction and turned back.
[The Wolf King claimed that he found the Thousand Sons to play with other people's fates in order to spy on the secrets of other legions. fact. ]
[But,]
Mortari paused,
[Unfortunately, although I hope that Magnus can be buried in the swamp and die together with his Thousand Sons, I think the evidence of the Wolf King is difficult to make that Liars just die - maybe we should try indefinitely. 】
Vox thought, he had not attended the banquet of the Lord of Death and the Scarlet King, but he went with them, and when he came back, the evil-looking Jialuo had obviously explained a lot of problems.
Mortarion is against Magnus. This is very clear and clear. Vox knows this,
but -
"Father, what are your views on think tanks?"
Vox asked cautiously, the main focus of the Nicaea meeting The topic is still the issue of think tanks, but it seems that Mortarion is unwilling to abolish the Undertaker in the Death Guard. This seems to have some points of departure from his opposition to Magnus.
Mortarion's calm voice sounded,
[The Legion can have a small number of think tanks. They will be the best existence to warn the subspace in advance, but my brother Magnus has obviously gone too far, and he needs to be punished. ]
Walker paused,
"Then what will you say at the meeting, my lord?"
[Abolish the think tank. ]
Mortarion said without changing his face,
[Vox, the Death Guard does not have a think tank. If anyone asks about this, just say that the Death Guard has canceled all think tanks since one of the Death Guard think tanks lost control. ]
Vox was silent, and the Lord of Death mercifully explained to his dedicated First Captain,
[Vox, there is no think tank in the Space Wolves. ]
[But I think that when you go to connect with them, you will find a kind of wild wolf called Rune Warlock, and there may be quite a few of them. ]
Mortarion bottled the potion. He looked at the liquid in the small bottle with satisfaction. Then he turned around, squatted down and pinned the small bottle to Vox's waist.
[Get it. ]
Mortarion said,
[These are the potions I made from the Imperial Guards beside Hades, as well as the potions against the Sisters of Silence. Nikeaia is the territory of the Emperor, and you will meet a lot of them by then. Custodes. 】
Then Mortarion raised his head, and under his hood, he looked at Vox with a keen eye,
"Listen up, Vox, you will serve as the death guard to witness the Thousand Sons' crimes, and you will appear in a place that no one can touch." Behind the scenes, if the Wolf King comes up with evidence, then let him show it off - but I don't believe Magnus will remain indifferent. ]
[If Magnus takes action, remember, Vox, your goal is not to stop Magnus, your goal is to make this matter bigger, bring it to the stage, and let everyone see that the wizard is trying to To cover up his crime and make everything confusing, then we will have irrefutable proof of his guilt. ]
Mortarion said in a low voice, he patted Vox on the shoulder and sighed,
[Go with ease, don't worry about the wolves, the short-term cooperation does not mean that we are their true allies. ]
Mortarion stood up and turned around again to clean up the potion table.
[Vox, remember to go to the armory to get more white and black bullets. ]
The Lord of Death listened to the sound of Vox saluting and leaving. Seventeen years later, he thought, would he see the Lord of the Silent Order at this Nicaea meeting on psychic issues?
But no matter what, he will face Magnus seriously and let this ugly wizard tear off his mask. This is his most heartfelt curse on psykers.
3.3k, great!
(End of chapter)