Hades admitted that his mind went blank at that moment.
Under the huge impact of information, Hades' instinct began to scream.
He spent a moment thinking about how to escape from here and inform Mortarion and Guilliman. After realizing that it was impossible, he began to think about how to break out with the Emperor - but he also realized that he could not deal with the Emperor now. , even if he blows himself up.
After a moment of losing control of logic, Hades returned to the track of reason. He cautiously maintained his previous movements and expressions, but he could feel his heart beating faster.
For now, except for the shocking remarks just made by the emperor in front of him, his other performances are still within the scope of Hades's understanding. At the same time, the emperor... has not shown any obvious anti-social tendencies. .
Don't be a false god thread, don't be a false god thread, and don't be another more terrifying apocrypha. Hades began to pray crazily. He would rather that most of the original body were lunatics than see the emperor going lunatic. route.
Hades decided that if in the following conversation, he found out that the emperor was...then Hades might as well make an explosion today, or he might just try to accommodate him first, and then quickly sneak back to the Death Guard and persuade Mortari Allies of Allah's Primarchs.
Seeing that Hades did not respond to his plan, the Emperor stared at Hades with some confusion, but he continued.
"Step two."
The Emperor opened his hands casually, lowered his eyes, and then looked back into Hades's eyes.
"Hades, do you want left or right? Although it doesn't make sense, you can make your decision as you like."
Hades felt that the hairs on his neck were about to explode. He didn't understand... He couldn't understand... The first step was for the emperor to declare himself a god, and the second step was to let him choose between left and right? About what?
The emperor's voice was still ringing carelessly, and he was muttering some religious words... The right side is usually "uprightness and justice", and the left side is "circumvention and cunning", but these are all superstitions. kind of discourse.
...Hades's mind went blank. He spoke slowly and carefully, still maintaining the tone of his previous conversation with the Emperor, although deep inside he had already begun to scream and say goodbye to the Death Guard.
"I want you to explain the meaning of this option in detail, Neos, I do have a phobia of choice."
The emperor was silent for a moment;
"I was negligent. You mentioned before that you didn't want to make a choice - then it's your right hand."
Don't skip the questions asked by Hades and choose him directly! At least he can still struggle!
The Emperor, who could not hear Hades' inner wail at all, continued to move unhurriedly, and golden light began to gather around him. The next moment, Hades opened his eyes wide——
The emperor raised his right hand, used the index finger of his left hand as a knife, and lightly drew a line on the first knuckle of the little finger of his right hand. Dark red oozed out, accompanied by a soft "snap" sound.
Now, on the main conference table in the first reception room of the 19th Company of the Ultramarines, the Emperor's broken little knuckle was lying quietly. The white bones were clearly visible among the red flesh.
Hades' brain completely stopped functioning.
Silent, completely still, he witnessed the Emperor's actions with absolute astonishment.
As if he felt no pain, the Emperor calmly stared at his right hand. The golden flames licked the fracture, and the flesh and blood quickly regenerated. In the blink of an eye, the Emperor's right hand was perfect.
Then the emperor lowered his eyes and stared at the flesh and bones that he had just cut off——
In an instant, dazzling golden light exploded in this space! The entire room was instantly engulfed in pure white light flames.
The fierce power of faith roared in the light, with unquestionable and overwhelming violence and prejudice. The cold and ruthless spiritual light bloomed, strangling this violent power, wrestling, tearing and blending.
The whispers of thousands of creatures seem to be swaying in the fire. They are hopes, complaints, beliefs, and following... In a white light that makes it difficult to distinguish the north and south of the sky and the earth, they brush against the side of the emperor's face. They are soft words. Kissing is also cutting with a knife.
The Emperor remained expressionless, ignoring the chants of billions of people. He continued to stare at the knuckles he had just cut off. Now, the flesh and blood had melted into the flames, leaving only the bones shining in the light.
...The flames slowly extinguished.
The Emperor picked up the bone, which looked like warm white jade that shone with golden light, but also carried bone-piercing psychic power... It was successful, and the Emperor was satisfied with it.
Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Hades standing in the corner of the room, raising his sickle towards him.
Hades stared at him as well, gripping the scythe tighter.
…
"I don't understand."
The emperor held up the joint and said slowly,
"I don't understand either."
Hades said that he was already trying to control himself. The psychic flame just now was too fierce. For Hades and his black domain, this was some kind of incompatible situation.
...He didn't, he didn't run away immediately, the fucking door was locked, and it was reinforced. Hades suddenly remembered that Malcador closed the door before leaving.
Hades was screaming in his heart. He should not forget that Malcador and the Emperor were on the same side, but Malcador was still within the scope of human understanding. What was the Emperor doing? !
Hades swallowed, he should clarify something, otherwise Hades didn't think the emperor could understand why he was in the current state.
"...Nios, your current actions are very consistent with...some stereotyped villain images in my impression. I am very worried that you are not the person I understand..."
"But... it's closer to the existence of some subspaces."
The Emperor was silent as he continued to hold the joint.
"You misunderstood me, Hades, but I don't think I used the wrong words."
Hades stared at the Emperor. He felt that he might never come back when he saw the Emperor this time...His Death Guard...
"I do hope I misunderstood you, Neos."
"But first,"
Hades said,
"I will state my position first to avoid unnecessary trouble. I hope that, in the end, human beings can live freely, autonomously and independently, rather than becoming believers in some kind of existence. Human beings can rely on themselves to develop and survive crises. "
"And I, Hades, base all my actions on the above principles and seek benefits for myself and those I know well without violating them."
Hades quickly stated his position, and the confusion on the Emperor's face gradually turned into a smile.
Still a bright smile.
But he was holding a bone joint. In view of the emperor's speech and behavior just now, Hades thought that the whole picture had a sense of indescribable weirdness.
Hades didn't understand, he just wanted to curse people now.
The emperor spoke in a rather relaxed tone,
"That's why I chose you, Hades,"
The emperor laughed and said,
"I haven't met anyone like you for a long time. I've seen too many empty people, too many narrow people... and those who are caught in the middle and tortured to the point of madness."
The emperor smiled and shook his head,
"I admire your open-mindedness, and I admire you too - if you put down the sickle."
Hades was unwavering, even though he felt he could not survive a single move from the Emperor,
"You need to clear up my misunderstanding about you first, Neos, your second step, third step... what is your subsequent plan?"
Hades paused;
"At least I haven't seen a plan that requires cutting off a section of one's pinky finger."
The Emperor blinked, he seemed to be thinking,
"It can also be any other part, as long as it carries my bones."
Is this the key point? !
"Why are you carrying your skeleton and what is it used for?"
The Emperor twisted the joints in his hands. He reminded Hades of those bored people playing with rubber.
"This is a medium. From an occult point of view, it will be connected to my spiritual energy. Through this, I can transfer my spiritual energy, mostly the part with impure faith, to you. , to avoid the possibility of becoming a god.”
Hades breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly put down his scythe. The ups and downs just now made him mentally exhausted.
"You can explain it in advance instead of giving me a multiple-choice question first."
The Emperor stopped turning his bones,
"This may be a matter of habit. I have always preferred to show people my power before giving them orders."
Hades took a deep breath;
"Then what's the explanation? After witnessing your power, people bowed their heads and worshiped without any need for your explanation. Am I right?"
Then Hades saw the Emperor nod slowly and hesitantly.
"Explanation always consumes time, and in most cases, explanation does not bring profit."
Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, Hades said that everything you said is right, but he was scared to death just now.
If he were Malcador, he would sooner or later be frightened by the Emperor and have a heart attack. Poor old horse, he would still be frightened at such an old age.
Hades glanced at the Emperor silently, put away the scythe, and sat back silently.
Seeing him return, the Emperor smiled at him as a friendly gesture.
Hades almost lost his breath again.
"Transfer psychic energy?"
Hades changed the topic decisively. He didn't want to recall the scene just now, but the bones in the emperor's hands kept reminding him of the previous crazy scene.
"You want me to swallow this part of the spiritual energy? But if you give it to me and I swallow too much..."
Hades's voice gradually became quieter, no, that's not right——
"This part of spiritual energy is not completely swallowed by me. Do you want to use them to suppress my black domain?!"
The emperor smiled and nodded,
"Yes, that's why I have to [call myself a god]. Your black domain is still not enough to shake the waves - it's time for us to give it a push."
"As long as the power of faith can suppress your black domain, you can always be active within the entire empire and release it when necessary."
Hades thought... The Emperor now acquiesces to the faith of Hades, diverts the Greaser's faith to expand his black domain, and then uses the Word Bearers to become a god, using the power of this faith to suppress Hades' black domain.
As long as the faith in the Emperor is guaranteed to exceed the expansion rate of the Black Domain, Hades' Black Domain can theoretically grow to an astonishing degree - and it is guaranteed to be controllable.
It is indeed possible in theory, but this... But this is a bit crazy. If the Emperor allows faith, is it possible for the Dark Lord to accelerate... And... the four gods will definitely be aware of the Emperor's actions... This is similar to The act of building a nuclear bomb...will they take action?
Hades kept shaking his head, this is crazy, but it works,
He swallowed,
"It seems I have no other choice. I accept it, I accept it."
Hades stared at the emperor in front of him, md he smiled so brightly.
Hades decided to try and save some bit of his dignity.
"But you...are you not afraid that the existence of subspace will...act in advance?"
The Emperor dropped his smile.
"It's already started, Hades. After Perfect City, you need to go to the Twelve Legions."
Have it.
(End of chapter)
