Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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With a furious roar, accompanied by the clanging of chains, Mortarion yanked the chains back, sending armor and flesh flying as his scythe spun.

Koz let out a piercing scream, like some kind of large wild beast. He clutched his wound and quickly retreated to the corner, a strange light gleaming in his eyes.

That's a monster! He destroyed the future! My brother, did you see it?! Did you see it?!

Sharp canine teeth pressed against pale, blood-tinged lips.

You don't understand! You can't see! I need to. I need to kill him!

The next moment, Koz lunged towards the other end, but Mortarian, who was prepared, immediately raised his scythe and swung it at him. Sparks flew and the heavy scythe whistled through the air.

Enraged, Mortarian reached extreme speed in an instant. He, who never valued speed, even kept up with Koz's speed. For a moment, the ear-piercing sound of metal clashing was incessant, accompanied by Mortarian's angry curses and Koz's desperate explanations.

Koz wanted to break out quickly, but Mortarian wouldn't let him have his way! He traded wounds for wounds, blood for blood!

Mortarian vowed to make Koz suffer!

From the moment Koz entered the room to the moment the two Primarchs began their standoff, only a few moments had passed!

For a moment, the two Primarchs began to fight fiercely. On the other side, Sevita, who had been thrown out by Koz, coughed up a mouthful of blood. Although no one attacked him, the oppressive feeling he had just experienced had truly made his brain tremble.

He didn't understand! He couldn't understand what their father was doing! Severta knew that Koz was tormented by nightmares and pain, but why was he so frantic?!

This is the second time! The last time was during their meeting with Dorne, where their Primarch tore Dorne's flesh apart with his mouth and hands—and the Legion was shelved for a long time afterward!

A low gurgling sound came from Sevita's chest, like coughing up blood or laughing. He didn't have much time to think or react, but he knew what he had to do.

If the Midnight Lord, if Koz still wishes to survive in the Empire.

He concealed himself as much as possible, then quickly stealthily moved towards the location of the Death Guard.

Koz let out a painful scream.

【No! ! ! 】

The frightened beast tried to stop his offspring, but the enraged Grim Reaper gave him no chance. Mortarian was deaf to everything now; he only hoped that the next blow, and the next, would tear off enough flesh.

Approaching Hades was difficult, extremely difficult. The sluggish feeling of not being able to breathe grew stronger and stronger, and Severta felt as if he were naked, struggling to move forward in the void.

In the end, Sevita seemed to enter into boundless darkness; his eyes could see the light, but he could feel nothing.

Guided by instinct, he struggled, crawling through the chaos towards Hades—

The oppressive feeling vanished abruptly, and blinding light flooded his mind. Sevita lost control for a moment, blinking blankly as he heard Hades seemingly talking to himself calmly.

The Death Guard seemed to have completely ignored him.

"Galo, keep the legion in check."

Severta instantly realized that Hades was communicating with the Death Guard. He suddenly realized that he should also alert the Night Lords. So he rushed over to try to stop Hades' bleeding while trying to open the Night Lords' channel.

The radio waves can't be transmitted!

Hades glanced at Sevita, who saw the silhouette of a deep-sea monster swimming beneath the calm surface of the sea.

"Don't bother trying, I've blocked all communications."

Hades said indifferently, as if everything here had nothing to do with him. Severta knew that this was a sign that he was about to fall into a state of suspended animation, but Hades' pulse told him that he was struggling against the process.

Sevita pursed her dry, cracked lips. "I have adrenaline, tranquilizers, and sleeping pills here."

"The first two."

Severus, trembling, injected Hades with the potion amidst a pool of blood. The Primarch's screams and roars continued. He performed emergency first aid, but his mind gradually went blank.

He really, really didn't know what to do.

He turned his head again to look at Hades' face. Hades was quite calm, but Severta felt that the mask was about to shatter.

"What should we do now?"

Sevita spoke instinctively, but he instantly felt incredibly stupid. How could he trust this person who was on the verge of death and whose mind was beginning to drift into unconsciousness?

“Excuse me,” Hades said lazily, “stop Horus, at least fifty meters away from here.”

Sevita was taken aback.

"What are you going to do?"

"This is an order."

Hades stared at Sevita expressionlessly, his eyes unblinking, like a machine.

"Otherwise, you could witness the deaths of three Primarchs today."

Sevita swallowed hard. Hades, he was there. What was he saying?!

But he also felt that Hades wasn't lying to him. Sevita realized that the void he had just seen was related to Hades. He didn't know what it was, but—

Sevita was also on the verge of collapse; Koz's cursing and madness were the last straw that broke the back of Prince Raven's sanity.

He hastily got up, mumbled an apology to Hades, and then quickly fled the room as if escaping.

Hades listened calmly as Severta's footsteps faded into the distance; the shouts from Gara in the communication just moments before still seemed to echo in his ears.

Mortarion was still locked in combat with Koz, but it was clear that Mortarion was at a disadvantage. Koz was an assassin-type Primarch with maxed-out first-strike potential, while Mortarion was a late-developing Primarch. Hades knew that Mortarion was also nearing his limit.

Koz successfully closed the distance between himself and Mortarion. He was like some kind of agile reptile, coiling around Mortarion and constantly attacking the massive enemy with his sharp teeth and claws. Mortarion's scythe became pale and powerless at this moment, and the Lord of Death had to fight with the scythe in anger.

My brother! You cannot destroy the future!

[Who says I'm your brother!]

Mortarian howled in anger, trying to tear Koz off his body, but the Lord of the Night was as agile as a swift-moving insect. Realizing Mortarian wasn't good at close-quarters combat, Koz decisively and relentlessly entangled Mortarian in a frenzied manner—

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"Sir, you cannot go over there."

Severa stood silently in the corridor of the Vengeful Spirits, facing the wrath of a Primarch.

The Wolf God had lost his rare composure; he was roaring something at Sevita.

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Hades stared calmly at the ceiling, the incessant shouts of the two Primarchs, the sounds of tearing metal, gunshots, and painful howls filling his ears; he found them merely noisy.

But these sounds, from the two crazed Primarchs, also frightened the crowd away.

He watched as people fled in terror, and Horus and his party, the only ones who wanted to rush over, were stopped.

The ceiling stared back calmly at Hades.

"Ok."

Hades muttered something, his hidden madness and suppressed rage gradually tinging his otherwise calm voice.

"Now,"

Hades said,

"Kneel down."

-Dark Domain Unfolds-

A violent impact suddenly rang out, and Mortarian and Coz simultaneously twisted and collapsed to the ground, screaming and struggling like two fish suddenly pulled from the water, breathing heavily in pain.

Horus was startled. The Primarch and his offspring were still trying to stand still, but they looked in astonishment at what was in their line of sight. The others suddenly knelt down as if they had been cut off.

An immense, overwhelming sense of oppression spread outwards, and those who hadn't managed to escape simultaneously felt a sense of powerlessness and exhaustion. They leaned against the wall, trembling as they squatted down, unable to understand why their bodies had suddenly become unable to exert any strength.

Koz was screaming with his eyes covered. He was no longer trying to struggle to kill Hades. He was trying to escape. He struggled and crawled, trying to get away from this place that made him feel utterly hopeless.

Mortarian let out a dead man's hoarse laugh, though he was as broken as a scarecrow in a storm. He laughed, grabbed Koz's foot, and dragged him toward the abyss.

Drops of crimson blood seeped from the edge of Mortarian's gas mask, yet he continued to exert himself, relentlessly pushing his limits in an unbelievable way, even as his soul gradually lost control of his flesh and blood.

Koz screamed and tried to leave. He couldn't understand! He couldn't understand this being! Why would such a being exist within the Legion? His clear vision was obscured; he couldn't see the future! Why hadn't this being been eliminated yet?!

He didn't kill it in time, and now it's erupted. They'll all die?! Koz, Mortarion, Horus, and even Sai, Horus's ships will be destroyed!

But the struggle of the two Primarchs seemed to come to an end there, as if the intense play of children had suddenly become boring and they had run out of energy.

"It's noisy."

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out amidst the chaos, and the next moment, both Primarchs simultaneously stopped struggling.

The world fell silent.

Time seemed to stand still.

Hades closed his eyes with satisfaction, and the darkness began to recede.

It felt like an eternity before Mortalian's fingers twitched, and Coz coughed up choking breaths again.

Mortarian stood up like a zombie, or rather, he rested his body on his knees. He shakily grasped his giant scythe, Annihilation, the scythe drawing sparks and hissing across the ground.

Mortarian's eyes were filled with madness, so bright they seemed to be burning, but the world in his eyes was still just large, blurry patches of color.

He chuckled, he didn't understand, but he could still bring death down.

Then he raised his sickle—

The next moment, a figure made of white and gold suddenly rushed into view and quickly tackled Mortarian to the ground.

Calm down! Everyone calm down!!!

Horus’s broken voice rang out.

But the three unconscious people in the room could no longer hear his desperate words.

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It's so noisy. Why are they arguing again?

Hades frowned in displeasure.

His consciousness vaguely rose from the darkness, and a sliver of light entered; he saw the familiar bone-white color.

Oh, it's the Endurance.

Hades silently put aside his idea of ​​releasing the Dark Domain and prepared to return to the darkness.

He was sleepy.

Hades?! Hades!!! Hades!!!

Someone kept calling him from the horizon, it was so noisy. Hades opened his eyes again and said, "Stop shouting, what are you shouting about?"

Then he saw Mortarion, whose face was covered in blood. The Lord of Death seemed to have just stopped bleeding from his seven orifices, though it was still seeping out.

Hades, Hades.

Mortarian trembled.

[Say something? Say something, don't... Hold on, hold on, we'll be at the medical room soon.]

Mortarian stared in despair as Hades opened his mouth as if to speak.

Please, Hades, stop spouting that nonsense about considering the bigger picture.

Mortalian thought in fragments.

But that's impossible. He is Hades. He even informed Galo of the news while he was on the verge of death.

Mortarian felt like he was about to shatter.

"Da," Hades said softly.

What? Mortarian paused for a moment, then immediately moved closer to Hades' face.

"beat."

Hades said,

"Motalian".

"Beat Koz to death!"

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Terra.

As Makado was working, a black ceramic figurine stitched with gold thread on the bookshelf behind him suddenly began to tremble violently.

"boom!"

The clay figurine exploded.