Chapter 772 215 Stop Playing!

Chapter 772 215. Stop playing!

"Your little life is so nourishing."

Hades was smiling, and his black eyes were staring at Neos, who was spinning his chair in the glittering office.

"Concession, concession."

The emperor said calmly, and he picked up Horus Luperkar's hh chess pieces on his desk, and the small chess pieces were flying on his fingertips.

"Have a show?"

Neos asked tentatively, and then he watched Hades's face change from white to red, and then from red to blue.

"I'll do it for you! You're the one doing the work!"

Hades walked over and slammed the table. Hundreds of carefully arranged Forbidden Army chess pieces on Neos' table took off in unison.

"I did it."

The emperor said calmly,

"The transformation of the first batch of Space Marines is over, and I am reviewing the gene seeds of the second batch of Space Marines - maybe Malcador is right, the genetic sequence of Sanguinius is too flawed, and I have to redesign it."

"And now,"

Neos put down the Horus chess pieces in his hand and picked up Guilliman's blue chess pieces. These chess pieces of the original body, Malcador and Hades were the only different colors on this glittering table.

"It's time to rest."

"You are at your leisure."

Hades sighed, naturally pulled up a chair for himself and sat down. He came to chat with Neos about government affairs, but he subconsciously reached out to the small chess pieces on the emperor's table.

"I heard Luo Jia is coming back?"

Hades asked tentatively. He did not have golden bull syndrome, so he was holding Mortarion's chess pieces. Around the waist of the chess piece, which was smaller than a knuckle, the potion bottles were shining with the light of liquid.

"He's still deep in thought."

Neos replied casually, put Guilliman back, and picked up the Sanguinius chess piece to play with.

As if thinking of something, Nios smiled,

"I don't favor the seventeenth son, but seeing as he is the first self-taught son to sacrifice to me... maybe I should comply with his wishes."

"He plans to come out and rebuild the dual religions?"

"perhaps……"

Neos said vaguely, thinking of Luojia's ambition,

“Destroying a giant—that’s not easy.”

Hades looked at Mortarion's chess piece, damn Neos. Hades discovered that the eyeliner of Mortarion's chess piece was gold - don't let your mother draw gold in a place like this!

This is the difference in the chess pieces held by different players. Hades is a party of old-fashioned and magic-renovation. He is keen on making old traces and adding light bars to any vehicle.

"I don't comment on this kind of thing, but I hope he can let me review it after he finishes writing the part about Hades."

Hades said that he didn't want to see any more words about Pluto's kindness that made his skin crawl.

He is not going to listen to the Mechanicum's argument about what he is. Please directly define a special individual among humans. Hades belongs to the Hades species, so he is called Hades.

According to the teachings of Hades, it seems that he was stripped down to a ragged robe, and then nailed to a cross with two holes in his hands.

"You need to say this to him personally - at least now most of my descendants are more willing to listen to your advice than mine."

The emperor said as he wished, but he was not upset by the meaning of his words.

"That's because I told the truth—"

Hades chuckled. He didn't know who gave Huo Huo all of his ten thousand credit points, but still owed eighteen thousand.

"You're so cool with your thin coat, aren't you? And you're still hiding the color, buddy?"

Hades suddenly raised the chess piece close to him and stared at it. Neos' expression was calm, and the man smiled confidently.

"It's just my true strength."

Hades put the chess pieces away and was about to pass a three-dimensional diagram to Mortarion to take a look at his own little man. Suddenly he realized something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, you put these on during work hours?!"

Hades suddenly stood up and slammed the table. Except for the Mortarion chess piece in his hand, the other chess pieces on the table flew up and spun around.

Nios spread his hands,

"Evidence, Hades,"

he said quietly, standing up,

"It's all about proof - and if you don't have proof... then I know a thing or two about bribery."

Neos gently put his hand on Hades' hand that was patting the table.

"I'll give you this Mortarion. You can also pack Guilliman back and have a nice word with Guilliman for me. What else do you want?"

Neos stretched out his other hand and helped Hades hold his other hand so that Hades could hold the Mortarion chess piece.

"..."

Hades looked at Neos speechlessly, and he saw an extremely confident and unrestrained look. If it weren't for Pluto, this man with long brown hair and a hearty smile might not have succeeded in seducing him.

The Emperor's neat white teeth blinded Hades.

"You think I can't apply it myself?"

"There are psychic techniques added to this - only I or Malcador can do it. Are you going to find Malcador?"

"..."

Hades coughed, and he slowly sat back and put away the Death Guard original chess piece in his hand.

"I won't report to Guilliman this time."

Pluto seemed like nothing happened and returned to his cheerful appearance.

Nios also smiled, finally! He finally figured out Hades' preference, haha. He also has a special edition of the glittering golden Gallo chess piece, a limited edition of Half-Fallen Karas, and a collector's edition of Ten Thousand Years War with Vox... Look at him, he's not slow. Knock slowly to clean Hades.

Only Hades can't think of it, and Neos can't do it. It's really not possible. In addition to the bone moth Mortarion, the demigod Mortarion also has a real ultimate move here - the gender-transformed Mortarion chess piece.

When it comes to chess piece design and how to attract specific groups, no one knows better than Nios.

The atmosphere became harmonious, and they chatted for a while with a smile. In fact, Hades's bottom line was also extremely flexible. As long as a few tricks... made Pluto relax, then he wouldn't mind chatting occasionally.

Just before Neos was about to successfully persuade Hades to engage in a chess battle that lasted at least two days, Hades suddenly changed the subject and turned away from Neos' trap.

"I'm afraid the undead will come next... What are your plans, Neos?"

Neos coughed, and the Chaos Tzeentch Demon Army chess piece spinning in his hand had to pause for a moment.

"I saw the industrial plan you and Fainus had."

The Emperor regained his former majesty, as if the person just now was not him,

"not enough,"

Nios said calmly,

"Not enough, unless the Imperium accepts a campaign of total destruction - then you can have the Mechanicum unleash devices they have absolutely no control over, and both sides will perish."

"How do you plan to break the situation?"

"That should be Robert Guilliman's concern."

Neos said righteously, Hades opened his eyes to see, how could he be the king of the empire? The great master of the empire now is Robert Guilliman!

Hades didn't accept this move at all. He just stared at Nios calmly and speechlessly, as if if Nios didn't agree, he would call Guilliman to sign a contract of betrayal for him.

Neos could only cough awkwardly again, throw away the small chess piece of Tzeentch Demon Army in his hand, and randomly pinch out an undead chess piece from the void.

"The Empire does not need to face the full power of the Necron."

The small undead chess piece in Neos's hand rotated for a minute.

"No need to face the united Necron."

He watched Hades pause for a moment, his eyes lowered, and then Hades raised his eyes again,

"Civil War, I know, preparations are already underway here... I think the Necron Civil War will be more detailed."

Nios spread his hands,

"You already know, so why are you asking me?"

Hades chuckled,

"I'm afraid that if you become the Riddler, if you leak some information, wouldn't it be over again?"

Nios curled his lips and said nothing.

This time it was Hades who spoke.

"In addition, when necessary... I think it can lead to foreign races to fight. Tyranids are an excellent choice, and the last complete Star God outsider is not something that cannot be used..."

"Outsiders?"

Neo paused for a moment.

It was the last surviving complete star god. He fell into madness because of devouring his own kind, and finally exiled himself to the outside of the galaxy. Recently, according to the observations of the Mechanicus, it was the outsiders outside the galaxy that changed the trajectory of the Tyranids into the galaxy. .

Even the huge Tyranids swarm is extremely afraid of a complete outsider of the Star God.

"Right,"

Nios sat up straight,

"How are you feeling lately, Hades?"

"fine."

Hades answered truthfully that there had been no major battles in recent months and he did not need to consume a huge amount of energy. In addition, he went to bask in the sun when he had nothing to do. Hades could feel that the star god part of his body was stabilizing.

From this point of view, as long as he does not swallow new fragments and maintains the energy intake, Hades can stably use the power of the Star God and even work at overclocking.

And as time went by, it became confused with the black domain, just like two pools of incompatible liquids gradually mixed together.

Neos made a thoughtful voice. It was rare for the Emperor to tell the truth this time.

"The fusion of human beings with fragments of the Star God is indeed the craziest thing I have ever done."

Hades showed a look of disdain,

"Lao Deng, even if you and I were on Mars at that time, I wouldn't be able to survive."

"What are you talking about? Aren't you alive and well?! And you have become so broad - the acquisition of power comes with a price. Do you think you are the originals? How can you have a poor and helpless father to give them free money? Explosive power?”

There are so many flaws in this that Hades doesn't even bother to complain about it. It's so shameless. Nyos, well done! It’s so shameless!

It was Mortarion who had already struck the Emperor on the head with his scythe.

"So you don't know my current state."

"For consultation in this regard, I suggest you contact Trazin."

Neos answered fluently, what could he say about the Star God? Why not go find Trazin? Does Hades want him to tell him again how he heroically slayed the dragon?

...Hades decided to skip this topic, considering that he himself was the biggest victim/beneficiary of this experiment.

"That's all I can think of,"

Hades blinked, "But--I don't feel like it's enough."

Neos nodded,

"It's not enough."

The emperor looked like he was sure of victory.

"In addition to these... there is another idea, Hades, the Necrons control most of the technology and power in the physical world, and the power that can rival them - we need to go to the subspace to get it."

"chaos?"

The Emperor shrugged. It was better not to count on Chaos. Perhaps there was something big happening on the other line of fate - making both Khorne and Nurgle too silent.

"I mean the Primarch."

Nyos was hinting,

"Although they have each obtained corresponding power and authority, except for Mortarion and Sanguinius, most of the remaining Primarchs cannot fully use them. They still need war, pain and blood to hone their skills - the current environment of the Empire is too comfortable for them."

"Only heroes emerge in desperate situations."

Hades took a deep breath.

"Where can I find an environment that is turbulent enough to cause crisis for the Primarchs... We can't attack the Necrons now, or-"

"Oh,"

Hades looked at Neos, and there was more tacit understanding in their eyes.

"Chaos."

Hades pondered for a moment, thinking that the Emperor meant to let the Primarchs push themselves and grow again, and then they could face the upcoming Necromancer army.

But it is obvious that in the era when Hades and the Emperor are in charge of the physical world, Chaos will definitely not appear in the physical world, so they have to counterattack the subspace.

But if they counterattack the subspace, Hades will obviously not be able to provide any effective help.

What's more...

"I'm afraid there won't be enough time."

Hades said truthfully,

"The Necrons are gathering. If the Empire really takes the initiative to send troops to the Warp, I'm afraid that other territories will immediately break out in war with the Necrons - the Tyranids and the Necrons are eyeing them covetously, and the Empire's main forces must be on standby at all times."

Neos spread his hands,

"This is the problem - perhaps you can still try to piece together the fragments of the Old Ones, but - I don't recommend you to do so, because it is basically impossible."

Before the destruction of Slaanesh, the probability of the Old Ones being pieced together again was not zero, but Slaanesh is already dead, so it is likely that the Old Ones will not appear again.

Hades sighed again,

"Do I have to fight the Primarchs one by one? Or let them fight each other?"

Neos's calm eyes flashed with wisdom,

"The power of an individual will eventually be exhausted. The breakthrough I refer to is more about self-transcendence in spirit and soul - they won't have many breakthroughs in combat and personal struggle alone, Hades."

He couldn't let Mortarion pretend to rebel.

Hades thought speechlessly. He tried to talk to the Emperor again, but the matter was stuck in a dead end. He also considered throwing the Primarchs into the warp alone, but it was highly likely that the Primarchs would not agree.

After much discussion, the Emperor always maintained that the Lord of the Empire was not his dead pig state, and took a bad attitude towards Hades' confusion. For Neos, even if he was in power -

there was no solution that could be perfectly preset and completed in advance. For the human empire, every battle had a chance of destruction, and the Emperor's countermeasures were also very simple -

fight when they come, fight whoever comes.

Finally, Hades sighed, nothing was discussed, so he went back to continue to build infrastructure, brush up the values, and the rest -

Hades thought that Neos's countermeasures had a simple and practical beauty.

…………………………

[Eye of Silence]

[Nowhere...]

The depressed muttering of the Gray Phoenix dissipated in the wind, and beside him, the silent son of steel Dantioch was just silent.

Just like this desolate and silent eye.

In the distance, the stars are staring at this place - the fate of the tail will start again here.

He can't wait any longer.

…………………………

[Small Theater]

Hades received a reply from Mortarion.

[Ugly,]

The Primarch replied,

[I don't have eyeliner, let alone gold - is it Neos who did it? Got it, I will continue to curse him. ]