Chapter 802 [244] [Motarion]

Chapter 802 【244.】【Mortarion】

Something came and stopped in front of me. In the thick poisonous gas of the night, I recognized it as a strange and ugly team. Most of the creatures that made up the caravan were things stitched together from corpses. On their bodies , I smelled the breath of psychic energy.

Then, in front of me, who was struggling to catch my breath, the convoy stopped.

I suppressed the instinct to cough, opened my eyes amid the dazzling poisonous gas, and saw the two people at the head of the convoy.

Compared with other creatures in the convoy, they fit my definition of human beings better...

They all wore gas masks made of fine leather. The taller and older one wore a half-mask. I could see the deep wrinkles and ravines between his eyebrows and eyes on the upper half of his face - he always seemed to have a straight face. .

The other, younger, skinnier guy wore a full-face mask. I could only see his short white hair that grew like weeds on the roadside, but through his body language, I had a hunch that this guy would be better than his companions. Gotta be more comfortable.

After seeing me, they all stopped in unison.

They began to argue, and the white-haired boy seemed to be trying his best to persuade his companions, but the hoarse language in their mouths was difficult to understand, so for the first minute, I couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

"How come I have such a great girl?"

"I thought you were dreaming... Hades, what kind of monster is this?"

"Mortarion—I told you, Mortarion! The guy who was supposed to be in Naklay's Fortress—we could have escaped with him that day!"

There was no [Mortarion] that damn day, and the fleeing villagers couldn't escape at all. In the end, when Naklay arrived, it was [Hades] who pulled [Karas] back to the prison with a jolt. The slave team's warehouse, and then the two of them pretended to be unconscious and escaped death.

[Karas] let out a strange laugh.

"I still suspect that you are suffering from hysteria - stop talking nonsense, Hades, just catch him back...Nakre will not force you to hunt villagers next month."

In fact, most of the occasions when carrying [Hades] are when it is necessary to defeat psionic species. [Hades] does not have any advantage when fighting other physical enemies, but out of the torture mentality, Nacre will still send [Hades] out from time to time.

And without exception, every time [Hades] entered the village, he failed——

[Hades] should be thankful that his physique is useful enough that Nacre can't find a substitute. If [Karas] was like [Hades], he would have been made into a puppet long ago.

But [Hades] also knows clearly that the reason why Nacre doesn't touch him much now is because he is still young, just like waiting for the fruit of a seedling. As long as [Hades] grows to adulthood, then Nacre will I will definitely use [Hades] as raw material to transform the puppet.

Nacre was not stupid enough to use a child's body to transform it. The raw material was too fragile and did not meet the standards of an alien.

Even so, there is still punishment, and it is still a continuous sitting system.

Several times [Karas] saw [Hades] being kicked off the cliff by Nacre. Nacre threatened [Hades] that if he didn't come back within a day and a night, it would torture [Karas]. After death, he was made into a puppet.

This is why [Karas] sometimes hates [Hades] so much——

Because [Hades] never yielded in this matter, [Karas] thought that he was going to be tortured to death several times.

But every time, every time [Karas] would see [Hades] climbing up at the last moment like an unbeatable Xiao Qiang, and Nacre had to go back in frustration after whipping [Karas] a few times.

It is impossible to say that he is not touched. [Hades] obviously has the opportunity to run away by himself, or simply die directly due to weakened willpower in the process, but every time he climbs up in order not to implicate [Karas]. Come up.

But [Karas] is still hating, or jealous, because [Hades] would rather do this than let go of his bottom line——

And [Karas] has long since given up.

His first battle was to burn down the village that had driven his mother and him away.

[Karas] hated it, but could not really swing his sword at [Hades]. Perhaps the only thing that comforted him was that [Hades] seemed to be a hysterical patient and often talked nonsense. This may be his only A place comparable to [Hades].

"Can't catch!"

[Hades] suddenly stepped forward and held [Karas]'s shoulders tightly, lowering his voice,

"Don't you want to escape? This is your chance."

"Are you crazy?"

"That guy is no ordinary person..."

[Hades] gritted his teeth. He couldn't stand being abused by Nakre. This was more torturous than the Myanmar section of the black-hearted brick factory. He is still alive purely because of his and [Karas]'s unusually high emotional intelligence and flattery. Ability, ability to move bricks and unbeatable spirit.

If you can't run away now, then you can never take [Mortarion] away. By then, he will be under Naklay's hands...

This life is over.

[Hades] turned his head and glanced at [Mortarion] again, and he saw a super-young original body that was about one fucking meter faster than two meters.

He was not sure yet why he saw [Mortarion] only now.

According to the plot he knew... [Mortarion] should have appeared in the castle on the hillside two years ago, not now.

Is this the [Mortarion] he knows? If not, his judgment is no longer correct, and—

Even so, [Mortarion] is not a good communicator.

"Give me some time and see if we can communicate - Karas, just trust me this time!"

"Believe you? Ha."

Having said that, [Karas] crossed his arms and took a half step back.

Seeing that [Karas] had expressed his stance, [Hades] turned around hurriedly, and he walked towards me cautiously. He did not hold his weapon, but asked [Karas] to keep his scythe.

Because of the poisonous gas, I was still struggling to breathe.

Later I learned that I had fallen on the second highest mountainside in Barbarus, where the concentration of poisonous gas was far higher than on the ground——

This is also the reason why [Karas] thinks he can capture me. No creature can move freely in this poisonous gas concentration without protection.

[Hades] held one hand defensively in front of him, and picked up the spare gas mask on his waist with the other hand. He approached me very vigilantly.

It wasn't until he got closer that I noticed that his physique was somewhat similar to that of the Silent Sisters in the palace. Was he a soulless person? But it's a little different from what I've seen before.

"Mortarion?"

He said,

"Hello? Are you Mortarion? Are you okay?"

Mortarion.

I thought, was that white-haired boy using this word to call me? He said the word so naturally, as if he had known me for a long time and firmly believed that I was called by that name.

To my surprise, I don't dislike the word Barbarus.

Compared with the real name given to me by my tyrant father, compared with No. 14, compared with "Hey!", "You", I am not disgusted.

It's as if that's what I'm called.

[Yes, I am Mortarion - who are you? ]

[Mortarion] stumbled and said in Barbarian language, unfortunately, he did not carry a weapon and now his hands are empty.

"Hades, my name is Hades, I have never seen you before, where did you come from?"

This made [Mortarion] hesitate for a moment, and then he thought that the person in front of him did not pose any threat to the Emperor and Terra - in fact, it was quite good if it did.

[Terra Palace,]

[Mortarion] said,

[Makado was teaching us at the time...but...]

[Mortarion] frowned, his head hurt like it was exploding,

[What happened next - a psychic explosion, and then I was hit here by the psychic turbulence. ]

The white-haired boy looked shocked.

Even though he was wearing a thick gas mask, [Mortarion] could see his shock from his body language that suddenly froze.

I have an emperor, why don't I do it to him? Which apocryphal book is this from?

Terra Palace, Malcador? ! No, buddy? !

[Hades] has become stupid, and now he is even more doubtful whether the [Mortarion] in front of him is the one he knows...

Countless barrages of complaints flashed through [Hades]'s mind like a mudslide, and finally [Hades] thought that no matter what, [Mortarion] was still a Primarch.

As long as he is a Primarch, even the weakest level of the Primarch's strength is enough to completely resist Nakre's army under the low concentration of poisonous gas in the Barbarus Plains.

"This is Barbarus."

[Hades] said in a hoarse voice,

"Then what are you going to do next?"

[Mortarion] shook his head. In fact, he had no other thoughts except breathing a breath of fresh air.

His previous idea was to overthrow the Emperor, but now that the Emperor is far away from him and [Mortarion] is free, [Mortarion] decisively puts the unpleasant memories behind him.

"Uh... that... that..."

[Hades] was confused now. He realized a serious problem, that is, if this [Mortarion] had not been abused by Naklay, how could he resist the aliens?

[Hades] felt [Karas] behind him becoming more and more impatient. Time is running out. The slave-catching team is controlled by [Karas]'s spiritual energy. If you wait too long, Nacre will notice it. .

[What are you going to do again, Hades - what are you doing? ]

[Mortarion] felt that he had begun to adapt to the poisonous gas. Even though his whole body was still tingling and weak, he looked at [Hades]. The instinct of the original body told him that the man in front of him seemed to be very distressed.

"Oppressed."

[Hades] glanced at [Karas]'s position carefully and lowered his voice so that only he and [Mortarion] could hear.

"Mortarion... As you can see, because we can't defeat the opponent, Karas and I are now forced to work for a psychic alien lord Naklay - the alien lord squeezes every human being, abusing, toying with, Kill humans."

This sounded very much like the behavior of the Emperor, and [Mortarion] felt refreshed.

[Then what are you going to do? ]

"I originally planned to live a miserable life of being oppressed...but...Mortarion...I feel like you have the ability to lead us against him?"

[Hades] felt that the whole world was over. His own tone was like deceiving a child, but only he knew that the original body in front of him could explode into a three- to four-meter super giant within a week - even just by relying on it. You can do it by chewing on the soil.

He felt that no matter what, even Perturabo, who was killing eleven times, or Angron, who went crazy from time to time, would at least be better than Nacre.

There are only cesspits in this world, and another less dirty cesspool for [Hades] to swim wildly in the sea of ​​excrement.

He just hoped he could get ashore before he was full.

[Resistance...]

[Mortarion] said, this word has appeared in the Emperor's mouth countless times, but now, [Mortarion] feels that his soul is shining with it.

Because he saw the real human beings who were being oppressed.

[Mortarion] wanted to agree directly, but he shrank for a moment. He thought of the Imperial Guard who died under his sword.

[I want to help you, but I am not strong enough yet... You will die in front of me. ]

Stable.

[Hades] thought so.

As long as the Primarch has this heart, he is already very moved - this is simply a stone in a cesspit, not a real lump.

"No, no, no, I believe you are definitely stronger than you think."

What's more, it's a high-quality original body raised by the Emperor - how can he attack a wave of guys on Barbarus in a lower dimension under low poison gas conditions, right? !

[Hades] walked over cautiously and handed the gas mask to [Mortarion].

He heard the scolding of disapproval from [Karas] behind him, but [Hades] had already made his decision, just like two years ago he did not choose to die happily, but returned to the slave-catching team warehouse Li pretended to be in a coma.

He couldn't bear it for a long time, but he always suffered from not having an opportunity.

The scar where Nakre was hung up and whipped was aching, and it was accompanied by a whole, semi-rusty slave nail that penetrated the collarbone. His stomach was permanently ulcerated due to toxins. [Hades] sometimes He was limping because his left calf, which was shattered and fractured after being kicked off the cliff, had not fully healed. Nacre would make [Hades] half-kneel on the bricks from time to time.

The same is true for [Karas], or because he is not very scarce, he is even worse than [Hades]. His arms were forced to infuse spiritual energy by the alien lord, and his arms were full of scars. [Karas]'s ribs were at least broken. Two times later, Nacre threatened him with breeding with a female alien, and once, he was violently The angry Nacre almost made [Karas] Duan Le into a psychic puppet, but [Hades] saved [Karas]'s life with his witty words and amazing tongue-in-cheek culture. Because of this, [Karas] has never truly hated [Hades] with gritted teeth since then when he was even seated.

"Mortarion... take us... and run."

[Hades] felt that his voice was trembling. [Karas] finally realized that something was wrong. The footsteps coming to check sounded behind [Hades]. [Hades] looked at [Mortarion]. He took the gas mask that was completely out of size and pressed it on his face to breathe.

[Hades] has actually thought about running away countless times, but he cannot guarantee that he will not be chased by Nakre on the plains. He and Karas alone are too reluctant, and the village will never take him in in the early stage. Both of them.

But [Mortarion] was able to fight against Nacre's army no matter what on the plains.

"Resist...resist...all it takes is a strong fighting force...Mortarion, if I don't give up, I would like to worship you as my adopted brother."

[Hades] said tremblingly, and then he walked quickly in front of [Mortarion].

"Come on, Taijun, I will lead the way. I know a shortcut down the mountain to the plain."

[Hades]'s tone became firm.

"Hey?! No?! Hades, what are you doing?!"

[Karas] shouted in shock, but he saw [Hades] turning back firmly,

"Karas Typhon... has only one chance. If we can't catch him, we won't be able to see the sun the next day - we now have ten minutes to go down the mountain, will you come?"

"What the hell are you crazy about?! Are you telling me that just because of your dream, you are going to run away with someone you haven't met for five minutes?!"

"Then your answer is no, Karas."

[Hades] sighed, and he had already started walking down the mountain, while [Mortarion] followed him silently.

"I guess we'll see you again - good luck to you, Karas."

Then [Hades] started running wildly - he didn't want to stop for a moment!

"Wait--what the hell?!"

[Karas]'s screams echoed far behind [Hades], and the poisonous fog seemed to be shaken by [Karas]'s hysterical collapse cry.

"Don't you know that Nacre is even in a sitting position - I will die even if your special code runs away?!"

I know.

[Hades] looked firmly.

This was the reason why he chose to run away directly. He would never understand why he was trying to reason with people like [Karas].

But he knew how to get [Karras] to move.

Sure enough, seven minutes later, [Karas], who was almost free-falling from above, caught up with them. With a psychic buffer, [Karas] seemed to be almost bent over.

"His name is Karas Typhon! Mortarion!"

[Hades] shouted to the original body strolling behind him,

"Free matching is successful! Make sure you have clicked on everything! From now on, the three of us will form a team first!"

"Hades, your special code?!"

"No barking! Karas! Trust me!"

[……]

[Hello, Karas Typhon, I am Mortarion. ]

“Uh uh uh uh uh aaaaaa! They are all crazy! Your mother!!!”

Unexpectedly, following the two quarreling people, running among the thorns and poisonous gas, [Motarion] felt much more comfortable than in the pile of gold in the palace.

A new round of suffering is slowly opening up before his eyes, but unlike before, he will experience a time of growth with both pain and harvest.

Until [Hades] dies.