Chapter 766 209 Is Late? It Doesn't Matter

Chapter 766 209. Arrived late? It doesn't matter...

"Hmm? Is that so? It's quite touching."

The sky was torn apart by two completely different forces, one of which was absolutely treacherous. In the pure darkness, green thunder splashed, and the forging giant struck fireworks on the iron felt, and the victory was decided with one hammer.

The other force... was like the consciousness of ants charging elephants. Although small, it was like a great current.

Fleet groups were like rain, and fighter planes were lined up in the sky to draw a curve. They were no longer heading for the sea of ​​stars, but the vast land where the Titans walked step by step.

Falling, falling - charge!

Hundreds of millions of ships rushed from the sky to the earth, full of farewell determination and bombs. The ceiling was scattered, the waterfall was hanging upside down, and the fire behind the engine reflected one after another light river on the pupil. Thousands of light rivers hung down. The race that originated from the water source will eventually return to the river of the sky.

Until the last second before extinction, this race finally learned to be cruel to itself and the galaxy. They took the step of passing through the big filter, but everything was too late.

Hades was a little emotional. He once again realized the terrifying adaptability and moral adaptability of the titanium race. Sure enough, the races that can survive and expand in this world still have their own two brushes--

But unfortunately, this galaxy is vast enough, vast enough to breed countless races, but narrow enough, narrow enough to allow only one overlord.

Those who ascended the throne were all bloodstained.

From the gray and bloody sky, the Destroyer descended and floated in the air, his whole body wrapped in black, leaving only a little scarlet in his left eye. His cloak, like a two-dimensional foil, fluttered in the wind. Beside him, countless huge ships and small boats fell to the ground together, carrying the seeds of explosion.

It turned out that it was a similar scene at the beginning...

Hades was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the battlefield that was once supported by the Mechanicus. The first battle between the Hades and the Star God was also like this. In the absolute, crushing and desperate scene, ants hoped to participate in the war of gods, and mortals wanted to change the fate of their own race - that would require betting everything on themselves.

Bet everything, take the supreme crystallization of race industry and war, and use it in the most brutal way.

They all just want to win, and they just want to survive.

Perhaps when they rushed to the ground, looking at the embrace of the Earth Mother getting closer and closer, they felt that they could have a moment of commonality in their hearts.

But...

Hades stretched out his hand, and the dripping liquid metal had already covered his gauntlet, but because it was wrapped in the black domain, it appeared absolutely black.

The radio waves of destruction and termination are ready.

At least in terms of controlling machinery, Hades, who killed Vashtor and devoured many fragments of the Void Dragon, now has absolute say.

Hades' mind moved.

Snap!

A snap of the fingers.

The faint radio waves rippled outward at the speed of light from Pluto as the center, but it was not just a radio wave containing data, violent energy was lurking in it,

Boom!!!

Boom! Boom boom boom boom!!!

An incredible scene happened, Yingyang collapsed on the ground, it could no longer bear it, at a unified height of the entire planet, most of the ships that executed the suicide order started the explosion in advance, and fireworks bloomed one after another, presenting a grand fireworks show for the destruction of this race.

Explosion, explosion that covered the sky, dazzling brilliance replaced the sun, becoming the only light illuminating the ruins of the battlefield.

Pluto issued his order, reaching the same height, and starting the explosion in advance - all electronic components and mechanical equipment that obey the laws of physics were submissive to him, execution is truth, betrayal is unimaginable.

"Woof! Woof woof woof woof~"

The weird magic audio similar to the Rainbow Cat's meow meow meow song sounded on every titanium intelligence center, the machine bee swarm fell to the ground, and on the small screen that could be touched, the pixel-style three-headed dog was running happily.

Pluto's electronic virus version 1.9a, races that like to rely on machinery and intelligence and are not on guard at all, you deserve it!

Pluto likes your "good" race that relies entirely on intelligence!

Humans are not friendly to other races.

Hades raised his eyebrows. The cooperation with the Necrons was based on the strategic foundation that they could not defeat the opponent + the Necrons had no future. Facing this alien race whose future potential could be seen at a glance, what were the Immortals waiting for?

Is it like in the hot-blooded anime, where the protagonists are gradually given the final villains who are suitable for fighting monsters?

In this regard, Hades is extremely cautious - he carefully evaluates the risks of each enemy, and the greatest respect is to exterminate the race.

Individual emotions and determination are too small in this galaxy. Every race has had a life-and-death battle. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is no fairness in the arena of the rise and fall of races.

Wrapped in the four words of the rise and fall of races, the pain and sacrifice of individuals are like dust.

Hades respects sacrifice, but only sheds tears for the sacrifice of his own race.

So Pluto brushed away the dust in the sky.

The grandest explosion had ended, leaving only the lonely boats falling from the sky behind the times - most of them were civilian ships modified by the Water Clan or the Earth Clan. Because of their backward engines, they could not catch up with the large fleet and were therefore placed in a corner that was not noticed by anyone.

Even so, they were still falling resolutely, no matter whether their wings were broad or slender, the determination of a flying bird falling to the earth was still the same.

But at this moment, they may be even more desperate and helpless. On the battlefield, the losers who are still alive are the saddest. They are not as lucky as their companions who died first. They must live to accept the fact that their race has been overthrown.

This is the greatest cruelty in the world, and it is also the fate that Hades tries his best to prevent his race from falling into.

Fortunately, Hades has fully developed. Today, with the efforts of Pluto, at least the human empire does not have to face such a terrifying scene.

Hades was so lucky that the official documents he approved in the past were finally of some use.

In this galaxy, if you want to live peacefully, you have to strangle other "people" with your own hands in exchange for your eternal destiny.

It has not taken long for Shadow Sun to understand these truths, but its race started too late. The backwardness of a race cannot be reversed by a single individual, unless it is like a domino at the beginning, with small knocks. It accumulates big changes time and time again, and it's not just that it's changing - it needs to change all the Tau people it comes into contact with, so that it can have a glimmer of vitality.

But again, it's too late.

The chess game has been decided, and you have realized that you have failed, failed so completely, but you have to swallow this blood. The enemy is an existence that you cannot imagine. They are playing chess with you, but the chessboard has been affected by some inexplicable The pollution has changed, so the black spots are no longer black spots, and the white spots are no longer white.

You raised your head and saw the enemy's overwhelming chess pieces again.

Even if you have all kinds of ideas and martial arts, at this moment, all of them are eclipsed. The opponent not only has the number of pieces you can crush, but also has the ability to change the rules.

Maybe this is the despair when mankind faces Chaos for the first time, but it doesn't matter, children, because Pluto and the Emperor are coming!

But you are not so lucky.

Shadowyang coughed, and the most virtuous and respected commander of the Tau tribe smiled bitterly in front of the God of Death. A look of deathly despair appeared on the female Tau tribe's tough as a knife face, and everything was over.

It felt a pain. If so, it would be better to let the people continue to live in a peaceful dreamland, with happiness and tranquility until the last moment, instead of crushing their dreams and shouting loudly. It worked hard to mobilize everything, but the ending was the same.

It just adds to the pain.

It did not bring the hope it promised,

"...I am willing to admit defeat."

Yingyang said desperately. It looked up at the monster with great effort and trembling - was it still a human? Are there so many differences between human subspecies? This is simply bigger than the gap between titanium and humans.

With the last courage, it looked directly at Mortarion and spoke word by word.

"What kind of monsters are you...?"

Mortarion looked at this weak commander calmly - the original body was thoughtful. For such a weak commander, it used its great charisma and ability to make its troops surrender.

The river of inverted light on the horizon and the news that Hades had arrived made Mortarion not mind chatting with this corpse for a few more words.

【Not a monster,】

Mortarion chuckled, wrinkles gathering in his cheek where the gas mask was lodged.

【I just want to live. 】

"Just...if you want to survive, do you have to pay so much?"

Yingyang said with a sigh, as if it was his last breath. Even with weak psychic energy, the poisonous gas erosion of death was enough to take away this fragile little guy. Its pupils gradually became turbid and no more light emitted.

【more than,】

Mortarion blinked, and he moved aside to make room for Hades' teleportation later.

[The price of living is far higher than what you see or imagine, innocent little guy. 】

"so……"

Unlike Yuan Yuan's violent death, which screamed and cracked his lungs, Yingyang's death even brought a little relief in the silence. It turned its head in vain, and over there was the star region where it was once born.

"Then it would be better to exterminate the clan in advance..."

Shadow Sun died, with a last wry smile on its lips. Perhaps to it, even the most aggressive Tau clan, Shadow Sun, who could bomb innocent civilians for the sake of victory, after witnessing the human hive, felt that this price Somewhat too tragic.

It still doesn't want to let its own kind go through the suffering of human development. Although it can bear it, it doesn't want to see its kind endure that kind of torture - it doesn't have such a hard and cold heart.

Only a madman would have that.

………………

Hades turned his head and saw the small boats screaming and falling into the sea of ​​smoke and clouds formed by the corpses of their predecessors. Then, in the dull clouds and mist, a little bit of fire light dimly lit up, and the small-sized individuals died. Silent, just like the positions they were arranged by Yingyang.

But - so what?

The microscopic existence is too painful and troublesome to study in detail, not as concise and vivid as the macro-strategy. Hades doesn't care about the life and death of the aliens - oh, no, he cares about the death of the aliens completely.

This battle is over, all that's left is the finishing touches.

Pluto was silent for a moment, and he felt the location of the three original bodies. Mortarion was deep in the largest military base, and his spiritual energy was stable; Corax was in another distant missile base, and seemed to be using his spiritual energy to support his offspring; Kang Ladd is on a ruined wall, his psychic energy is disordered - the darkness is screaming in chaos, but he feels quite energetic, like the type who can continue to jump around for a while even after being fatally injured.

At the same time, Conrad's descendants moved closer to their genetic father.

Seeing Conrad, Hades suddenly remembered that for more than two months, after the primarchs left, Sevatar seemed to have been trying to get familiar with Hades - at least Hades was seen making a fool of himself many times. Sevatar was seen next to Karas.

Hades had nothing to say about Conrad anymore, and his method of dealing with him was the "Code on How to Treat Mentally Ill Patients", which was nothing more than treating each other as normal people, and then tying him up and throwing him into an isolation room to cool down after he became ill.

The old feud was a blur, and Mortarion had tricked Conrad many times overtly or covertly in the past ten thousand years.

Seeing that Conrad had given his life to help Mortarion, Hades had already chosen to ignore the Lord of Night and treat Sevatar as the first legal person of the Lord of Midnight.

After all, you can't really reason with a psycho. The last person to try to reason with Conrad was Sanguinius.

So Sanguinius's mental state is also beautiful.

Hades was silent for a moment, and decisively chose to teleport near Mortarion. The original body was already waiting for Hades there. The Pale Lord stood calmly on the mist-filled ground, watching the space beside him being filled with dust. A hole opened in the darkness.

"Already dead?"

Hades, who had his upper body stretched out, saw a titanium corpse. He had never seen Yingyang's real face, and the battle reports sent back were always helmet-covered.

Mortarion nodded.

【Dead. 】

The Primarch thought of Shadow Sun's last words just now, which were in line with Mortarion's stereotype of a weak and highly moral race. Survival is everything, and if you lose your life, you lose everything.

Being unable to bear the pain and choosing to leave is a sign of cowardice.

Such a small thing couldn't survive being thrown on the original Barbarus. It was either poisoned to death on the first day or it couldn't stand it and committed suicide.

Only the tough can survive and continue to win - and finally give the weaker ones the weapons and defenses to survive.

Mortarion thought happily. He coughed and faced Hades who walked out of the torn space and was making an expression towards him that Hades called "Bengbu Dragon Picture". Hades looked at him with a kind of expression. He stretched out his hand in a weird gesture, as if he wanted to high-five Mortarion.

That gesture was stupid, giving Mortarion the feeling of a young recruit who had just entered the Legion trying to be cool - in some inexplicable way, Hades had an inexplicable mind.

Just like the pixelated three-headed dog that is still running.

Really stupid.

So Mortarion stretched out his hand, raised one hand, put the other hand in his pocket, lowered his head suddenly, leaned forward, and high-fived Hades.

"bro! I finally escaped from Terra!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Away from Terra, away from Robert Guilliman, everything became brighter.