Chapter 770 213 Those with Beds Return to Terra

Chapter 770 213. Those who have a bed return to Terra

【How do you feel? 】

In the rolling lava, Angron wiped the liquid mixed with blood and sweat on his forehead. The original body looked at his descendant Kahn. Kahn stood expressionlessly on a rock and removed the weapon stuck between the enemy's bones. The chainsaw ax comes out.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Kahn said that Angron's words reminded him of the black-eyed Karas on Terra. The gladiator couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Now he felt extremely emotional that his original body was Angron, the Lord of Red Sand. He is the best existence among the original bodies. At least he will never abandon his children.

As for the Space Marines who were sacrificed to Robert Guilliman...Kahn was silent for a moment and decided to skip the topic himself.

Angron didn't seem to care about Kahn's answer. The original body looked into the distance and looked at the starry sky with his red eyes.

[It seems it’s time for us to go back - I feel Mortarion’s army is starting to sail again. 】

"The Legion will always follow your footsteps."

Kahn shook off the blood on his battle ax and walked to the original body. Angron turned his head and glanced at Kahn.

After more than half a year of fighting with Khorne's army/greenskins, the Lord of the Red Sands has successfully calmed down, at least he no longer inexplicably associates it with some bad images.

The World Eaters also fought several battles with the remnants of Hydra. Even Angron, who could read minds, couldn't figure out whether the current Hydra were loyal or traitorous.

He could feel that Khorne was extremely repulsive to Alphas, but Alpha was still under Khorne's command - the atmosphere between the two did not fit well, and Angron did not understand why Khorne chose Alpha.

[Kahn, tell me...how do you plan to live in the future? 】

Angron suddenly asked. Such weird questions no longer shocked Kahn. Before that, Angron often asked incomprehensible topics.

"Always follow you."

Kahn answered truthfully, but Angron groaned and looked at Kahn again.

[I mean others - others, those who are separated from the original body and the legion. What do you want to do? 】

In the past, this topic might have been dangerous, but Kahn had already experienced Konrad fighting with other primarchs from time to time, and Karas angrily scolding the primarch, so it was okay.

But what can he do without the Primarch and the Legion?

"Be a gladiator."

Kahn didn't think much about it, the answer came out, and then he added,

"If Abaddon is not dead yet, I will hunt down that scumbag."

The original body clicked his tongue and shook his head. Angron seemed to want to say something, but after waiting for a while, Angron did not speak. He obviously chose to respect Kahn.

【Maybe that day will really come,】

If Angron had something to say, he looked at the starry sky, and the stars were reflected on the retina of the original body. What was the original body with strong empathy thinking?

[I didn’t believe it before, but now I want to believe that at least during the Great Crusade, my brothers have not been so harmonious, and - what Guilliman and Hades said, Yes, yes, yes, increase productivity. 】

but……

Angron suddenly shuddered in his hidden thoughts. He remembered the other fate he had been told. It was extremely absurd and unimaginable...it had caused him countless nights of insomnia, and he tried to think about why he fell into that fate. Heavy destiny.

Yes.

Angron had seriously thought about why he would have fallen into that fate if it were him.

In the end, he tragically discovered that he was extremely suitable for his fate.

He will be the true master of carnival and debauchery. He can make people resonate with the dying, or cheer with drug addicts. It is so simple to empathize. Drowning in the torrent of countless emotions, how can glory and faith be such nothingness?

Thinking of this, Angron shuddered again.

Because of this, the glory and gladiator he holds on to now are even more precious. This is the thatch that prevents the soul from drifting to nowhere along with the torrent of emotions, and it is also the reason why he, Angron, exists here.

Now back to the topic he just talked about, how does he plan to live in the future - no, how does he plan to live now?

Dots of golden light flickered in Angron's pupils. He had never been as high-spirited as he was now. He decided to take one more step and be more proactive.

His brothers were already standing on their own battlefield, so Angron could not retreat.

He would return, he would work, a great and unwavering oath stirred in the Primarch's heart.

Quite like a cow and a horse that takes the initiative to rework.

…………………………

[Don’t go back. 】

Hades looked helpless. He looked at Mortarion without saying a word.

[Barbarus is now in the first harvest season, and we can go back and wait for two planting seasons before returning to Terra. 】

Mortarion said without blushing and without a beating heart. Death stared at Hades, his eyes calm, but his tone was extremely stubborn.

"I also want to go back to Barbarus."

Hades made a mournful expression,

"But there's still work on Terra, Moth."

【……】

[There is also your office on Barbarus. If you don't like it, you can rebuild it. 】

"But I have to discuss it with Guilliman and Fainus. The Archbishop of Hades and the Great Sages of Mars are still waiting for my return."

Hades could already imagine a group of sages surrounding him after he returned, just like a fan meeting.

Oh, yes, there is also a mountain of official duties.

After entering the core of the empire, Hades has completely understood Zhu Yuanzhang's poem - "I got up before hundreds of officials got up, and I didn't sleep until hundreds of officials fell asleep. I am not as good as the rich man in the south of the Yangtze River, who is still surrounded by people who are five feet taller than the sun."

This is the truth for rulers. If you want to govern an empire, then you will become the biggest bully in the empire. The only good news is that Hades ranks third from last on the sleep list of the human empire, and second from last and first. It's Guilliman and Faenus.

Referred to as the Cow Horse Trio.

With this workload, even the Space Marines would be exhausted even if they came.

Hades lamented in his heart. He just looked at Mortarion and seemed to have made up an inexplicable determination. Finally, after taking seven deep breaths, the God of Death looked at Hades firmly,

"?"

[...I allow Guilliman to land on Barbarus. 】

No, buddy?

"He is the Lord of the Empire, he must stay on Terra."

Hades explained that he felt that he did not need to explain. Mortarion understood that Mortarion just did not want to admit such a cruel truth.

[Change Barbarus to Imperial Core. 】

The God of Death calmly spoke extremely terrifying words, raised one hand, and slowly clenched his fist. The sudden light from the subspace illuminated the villain's face.

His expression made it difficult for Hades to tell whether he was joking or serious.

"Uh... In this case, you can go to Guilliman personally and if he agrees, I won't object."

Mortarion fell silent.

Mortarion and Hades stared at each other.

"..."

"So you don't dare to face Guilliman, right?! Right! Mortarion!!!"

Hades roared, taking a step forward and pointing at Mortarion. Mortarion coughed confidently,

【I don’t want to see him. 】

The truth is that if he went to Guilliman to make trouble, Guilliman would directly press Mortarion on the desk.

Then let Mortarion work overtime until he faints.

So terrifying, so terrifying, this is the Lord of the Empire, Robert Guilliman.

Under Hades's hurtful eyes, Mortarion finally gave in and

【……】

[I will go back and curse Guilliman. 】

Death said angrily.

"Why don't you go back and work overtime with me? Once the work is done, you'll be free."

【...I refuse. 】

This may be the first time Mortarion rejects Hades.

……………………

[I'm glad to see you back, Hades - I'm still not sure about some of the Adeptus Mechanicus' requests, and Faenus can't judge the ambition behind their requests. 】

Hades smiled, but the corners of his mouth trembled a little. He saw a slightly tired Guilliman. Damn it, this is a super subspace energy daddy poured out by the faith of the entire human empire. He worked overtime to show up. The appearance of kidney deficiency.

"Ha ha……"

Hades laughed a few times,

"Maybe I'm not so willing to come back."

Guilliman glanced at Hades. Under his blue eyes, you knew each other. The king's face he had always maintained was slightly broken at this moment.

There was a murmur that only Hades could hear,

[I also want to go back to Macragge. 】

Hades shuddered. He looked at Guilliman, and read some resentment from Guilliman's expression. The explanation for this matter is very simple, that is, Mortarion saw that persuading Hades to no avail, and he Went back to Barbarus for vacation.

In this regard, the Emperor's children may have an inexplicable tacit understanding with the Emperor.

However, he can rest for two or three months at most. If he fails to return within the time limit, Guilliman will use the super-light desk to capture Mortarion.

But there is a price for returning to Barbarus. The price is that the transmission path for official business in the Storm Star Region and part of the Extreme Star Region has been changed, and the destination has been changed from Terra to Barbarus.

"If you go back to the empire, there will really be no one left."

Hades tried his best to keep the smile on his lips,

"If nothing else, how is Sanguinius doing?"

This is the primarch that is most likely to burst into work potential among several primarchs.

【Also working,】

Guilliman smiled bitterly,

[But I don’t dare to add more work to him, so Fenus and I still handle most of it. 】

"understand."

Hades blinked,

"But Konrad and Corax are back, and you can give them the rest of the metrics."

【I will. 】

In this regard, Guilliman resumed his cold-bloodedness. Work, work, no one can escape. In the period of non-total war, all the original bodies are super plus horses in Guilliman's eyes.

Looking at Guilliman whose face seemed to have "not enough slaves" written on it, Hades was really afraid that one day the Lord of the Empire would tell lies about why the Emperor didn't give birth to more people who could be captured for work.

【besides……】

Guilliman looked at Hades hesitantly. Hades paused for a moment, and then understood Guilliman's hesitation.

"I came back voluntarily."

Hades blinked helplessly,

"I can't let so many people wait for me."

If nothing else, at least the Mechanicus commanded by Hades is the representative of model workers. When he thinks of tens of thousands of governing sages waiting to find Hades, Hades can't be idle.

【All right,】

Guilliman smiled. The greeting time was over, a total of 1 minute and 13 seconds. Next, it was time for him to calculate version 986.2 of the empire's financial report for this quarter.

[Before I saw you, I was still thinking about how to assign work to Mortarion - but, I didn't expect it. ]

Guilliman shook his head and patted Hades on the shoulder, with a kind of mutual sympathy between revolutionary workers.

Hades watched Guilliman - the cows and horses returned to their workstations.

He himself was approved for a five-hour rest time, and Hades decided to go back to his lounge to lie down for a while. A long time ago, perhaps Hades would not have thought that he would have his own cow and horse dormitory deep in the palace in the Himalayas.

He didn't want to call that room a dormitory, which tainted the word sleep.

This room was purely arranged according to Hades' instructions. The 700-square-meter room, uh, this size, seems to be a hall.

Guilliman assigned a room to each Primarch and Hades. Guilliman's own room was a sea of ​​gold and blue, with regular and normal dormitory layout, and thick blankets embroidered with Macragge scenery hung from the wall, bringing some hometown breeze to the wanderer in his dream.

It is said that Guilliman kept his mother's suicide note in his bedroom on Terra, but Guilliman never responded to this topic.

In addition, Guilliman gave Finus the blueprint of a Macragge bathhouse - but for some reason, the bathhouse has never been built.

Sanguinius's bedroom was decorated by the angels... uh, Hades couldn't think of any adjectives, a combination of postmodern art and hyperrealism?

There, countless simple lines and images formed a kind of picture that made people silent after a glance. Some exquisite gadgets made by the archangels were suspended in the air. Between those large pieces of lines, sometimes a small and extremely realistic picture would suddenly appear, sometimes depicting hell, and sometimes a military parade on earth, as if the entire dream space was torn apart, revealing the madness underneath.

By the way, the angels made a big bird's nest-like bed and threw it in the middle of the dormitory.

When talking about Sanguinius, we have to mention Mortarion. There is no bed in Mortarion's dormitory - yes, this is what surprised Hades the most.

How can there be no bed?

Hades once persuaded Mortarion to get a bed and stop lying on the floor, but Mortarion firmly refused. He felt that any bed made of any material would make him uncomfortable, no matter how soft the material Hades ordered the Mechanicus to use.

Hades thought that this might be because Mortarion grew his bones outside, so he felt that.

In addition, Mortarion thought it was stupid to sleep lying down with a pair of big wings.

He did not say this in front of Sanguinius.

So people would ask, how does Mortarion sleep.

The answer is to sleep standing up, or turn into fog.

The first thing everyone did when they opened the door of the Death God's dormitory was to hold their breath or cough. The thick fog was less than two meters above the ceiling, and everything else was fog, everything was in the fog.

Mortarion placed some of his collection in this bedroom. Maybe because the god of death was bothering Terra, the placement was not very organized. In the eyes of others, Mortarion seemed to have picked up a pile of junk and thrown it into his room.

In addition, Mortarion also planted a tree in the room.

When he wanted to rest, he would lean against the tree and close his eyes, or sit under the tree, or directly turn into mist. At this moment, there was only silence in this space.

Hades described this as Mortarion building a viewing cage for reptiles and then locking himself in it.

Mortarion's response to this was always to ask Hades to find a sturdy bed.

In addition, Angron's room was quite warm. Only the bloodstained double axes hanging next to the bookshelf could let people glimpse the identity of the owner, and the carefully preserved books and the thick and warm bed all showed the owner's daily style.

Although Conrad himself was very dirty, his room was very clean. The furniture that he soiled would be thrown away and replaced by the Night Lords. The style of the room was quite luxurious and hedonistic, except for the cross with a little blood stain and a hook in the middle of the room. I don't know what the Primarch used it for.

Magnus's bedroom can be summarized in one sentence. There is an extra bed in the well-decorated library; Vulcan is a rock wind with a burning stove; Hades has never seen Corax's room. Except for Guilliman, Corax's room on Terra does not allow anyone to enter, including Conrad.

Corax thinks Conrad is dirty.

It is said that there is a game console inside.

As for Hades' room... a sturdy bed, and chess pieces scaled down on the wall, countless display cabinets and chess pieces in the cabinets. Hades has all the army models of the entire empire here, and he is still working hard to create new chess pieces.

Compared to a place to rest, this place is more like a warehouse, a warehouse for chess pieces, but Hades thinks it is cool.

These people don't understand what it means that a gram of plastic is more expensive than a gram of gold.

And now, he has the pawns of the entire empire's army! All! All!

This is the Hades! King!

In addition, Hades had previously proposed to use white cement to paste the European-style patterned square frame (?) on the ceiling, and also paste it on the ground of the wall, but was then tactfully persuaded back by Guilliman and Sanguinius.

Mortarion was originally speaking for Hades, but after seeing the pattern Hades drew from memory, he also fell silent.

Angron also came over to take a look, and then he read Sanguinius's mind, and then Angron went to vomit.