Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

She was alone with Hades, and there were no other women around Hades.

Herrera knew her thoughts were too dark; Hades was such an outstanding person, he deserved everyone's affection.

But the reality is that only Herrera is willing to partner with Hades.

She was special, Herrera thought to herself.

After killing the alien lord Lazar, Hades suddenly headed south.

Herrera held the letter and looked at it again and again.

Idiot, who are you trying to fool with such a clumsy lie?

Tears streamed down her face, one drop after another, and the ink quickly seeped into the already poor-quality letter paper.

She...she didn't want to cry.

Herrera wiped the tears from her face with her hands, then pressed the heel of her palm against her eyes, futilely hoping to stop the tears from flowing.

She believed Hades had left for some unspeakable reason. Herrera believed Hades; he must have encountered something to cause him to leave in such a hurry.

But...

Will we ever see each other again?

When we meet again, will both of us still be alive?

Barbaros is a cruel world where the average lifespan is less than thirty years, and many people die in their teens or even as young as a few years old.

Not to mention that we are currently at war.

Amidst the flames of war and the chaos of battle, how can I bear to sever my longing for you?

It is very possible that this farewell will be forever.

Hades, live on, live on, please, I beg you.

I will also try my best to live on!

After Hades left, Herrera worked even harder in her daily war training. Her hands, which were used to holding farm tools, developed a thick layer of white calluses from the guns, which accumulated day by day and became thicker and thicker.

To Herrera's delight, her health has been steadily improving since Hades left, and she no longer experiences dizziness easily.

This made her shooting skills even more superb, and in countless post-battle summaries, Herrera was the shooter with the most kills.

She has become stronger, and she deserves to protect more people.

Revolt! Let every Barbarosian live the life they want!

Her younger sister Lysa had grown up. The quiet and thoughtful Lysa applied for a job in the medical department. Although it wasn't a combat department job, Herrera knew that every position was important in war.

The offensive on the strongholds is progressing smoothly, and all of the territories except for some human villages near the territory of the alien lord Lazar have been recaptured.

Preparations for the battle against the alien lord Nacre were in full swing.

The news from the south was equally encouraging: the valiant Death Guard had beheaded all the lords.

It is said that Hades played a key role in the war in the south.

Herrera thought happily, "This is a good thing; it proves he's still alive."

Due to the expansion of the northern front, it is now necessary to gradually transfer personnel from the old strongholds to garrison the newly developed territories.

Herrera did not register for the first two rounds of registration because her younger sister was too young.

Now that her sister is capable of a full-fledged job, and as a skilled marksman, she has no reason to remain in the old outpost.

Those elite Death Guards would volunteer to fight at the new base.

Compared to the old stronghold, the new stronghold is more rudimentary and, due to its terrain, is also more dangerous.

Herrera hoped she could live to see Hades again, but that was not a reason for her to be afraid of fighting.

She has the ability to fight, so she should fight.

Otherwise, all the resources that Death Guard has poured into her will be wasted.

In one's position, one should shoulder one's responsibilities without fear or dread.

Herrera packed her bags, made breakfast for her sister one last time, and then set off with the Death Guard on their morning march.

May we meet again, Hades.

When the last alien lord is defeated, the good children of Barbaros will finally be reunited.

I'll wait for you to return from the South, and I'll wait for me to come from the North.

I ask for nothing else, only that we can meet again alive.

They just added some romantic scenes, nothing much to say.

By the way, I like to shake my Coke to release all the fizz before drinking it.

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It's been recommended! (Just kidding!) (≧▽≦)

La la la, here's a flying kiss for you (°з°)-

Ta-da! I need to work hard on my writing! (_)

Ugh, please vote for me and let me continue reading! (;Д｀)

Ughh ...

Chapter 26 I, Hades, am back!!!

Barbaros, the northern mountains, an old stronghold.

just now.

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A cloud of dust billowed out of the house.

"Cough cough cough, damn it, why is there so much dust?"

Hades, covered in dust and dirt, grabbed a broom and performed a magnificent "Great Roc Spreads Its Wings" routine in the middle of the room!

Anyway, this is his room, and there's hardly any furniture.

Watch me, Monkey Scooping the Moon, Golden Rooster Standing on One Leg!

Seeing that the dust in the room only increased with each sweep, Hades simply gave up struggling and started wildly waving the broom around.

Hades thought indifferently, "Once the ash is released, it will float down on its own."

Taking advantage of the dust swirling around the house, Hades stepped out and stood there with his hands behind his back like an old man, lost in thought.

After a month of trekking and hitchhiking, Hades finally returned to his original home.

After the lords in the south were pacified, Mortarion and Karastifon led a portion of the Death Guard from the south back to the north.

Hades trailed at the very end of the northward migration, stopping and starting along the way. If he encountered any villagers migrating behind him, he would shamelessly ask them for a ride.

"Grandpa, need a ride? I'll help you keep an eye out for monsters or something."

And so, carrying a pile of odds and ends he had plundered in the south, Hades returned to his little shabby house.

It's been five years since he last came home.

What was once a small outpost has long since developed into a jewel of humanity in Barbarus. This outpost has since undergone an expansion. The thick city walls are built seamlessly from rocks cut from the mountainside, and the main road is clean and bright, paved with fine black cement.

The original urban plan of Mortalian has long since come into play, with combat, medical, logistics, communications, community, construction, and artisan departments each having their own suitable location in this stronghold. In the future, there will also be space for a market and gardens.

Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of the original body.

Hades still remembered how Mortalian had dragged him and Karastifon into drawing sketches and discussing things when Mortalian first arrived.

That period really wore him out, since Primarchs can stay active even if they only sleep for an hour a day.

Every day, people from different regions flock to this stronghold known for its "resistance." Some come here because their homes have been destroyed, some because they are drawn by the reputation of the Death Guard, and some because they hope to be reborn here.

The residential area expanded rapidly, and the good news was that because Hades' original house was so remote, located in a place that the expansion completely ignored, Hades' house survived and was not demolished.

Even if the house is demolished, the construction department will send someone in advance to help clear out and store the belongings.

How thoughtful, Hades thought.

Once all the dust in the room had settled, Hades took a broom, went inside, and carefully scooped up the dust from the floor.

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By evening, Hades had finally managed to tidy up the house.

Hades took out a biogas lamp, carefully lit it, and then went into the yard to bring the several huge packages he had dragged back from the south into the house.

Under the firelight, Hades opened the packages and began to sort and organize the supplies.

First, take out the dry food he's been eating these past few days and throw it on the stove.

Then there were some herbs Hades had collected in the south, along with their corresponding seeds and tubers. Hades had tried these herbs, and most of them were very effective at filtering the poisonous gas on Barbarus.

A thick stack of drawings, carefully fumigated with insect repellent, was also taken out of the bundle. The parchment of various colors and sizes was neatly arranged according to the specifications and the contents recorded on it.

Some of these were taken by Hades from the alien lord's house, while others were designed and modified by Hades himself.

Hades could actually draw most of these designs from memory, but out of a sense of rigor and for the sake of sharing knowledge, he still included them all.

Knowledge is power!

(Tzeentch gave you a thumbs up, Magnus gave you a thumbs up, and the Mechanicus gave you a thumbs up.)

Next to the drafting were all sorts of parts and small components. A big bag of them jingled and clanged all the way down the street. Even though the bag was already quite full, these parts always managed to find a spare spot and start colliding and making noise.

Following these parts was the makeshift protective suit Hades made by skinning the alien lord. After making a suit the size of the original, the remaining materials were just enough for Hades to make another one for himself.

This protective suit is not yet finished. Hades has his own ideas for it, but unfortunately, due to his physical condition, he cannot complete the mechanical parts at present.

The frustrating thing is that Hades discovered that if he used the Dark Domain to shroud these devices with organic souls, there were only two possibilities: either the machine souls would be completely destroyed and the machines would be scrapped, or the machine souls would become displeased.

—If the machine spirit is unhappy, it will cause the weapon to misfire or explode if placed on your side, but if placed on the enemy side, it will most likely cause the enemy's weapon to shout "Burn that bastard who pulled the network cable!!!" and then go on a rampage.

However, if one's own dark domain is strong enough, then there is a high probability that one can directly devour the machine soul, and then the two sides can engage in close-quarters combat.

However, given Hades' current abilities, it's highly likely that this will displease the machine spirit.

What the hell is this ability?! What kind of cheat system gives itself debuffs and gives the opponent buffs?!

rnm, refund my money!!!

During the previous battles in the south, Hades had gradually become familiar with and developed his own constitution as an untouchable.

Simply put, he can make his dark domain bigger, darker, and stronger by "devouring" the souls or psychic energy of other creatures!

However, this will also weaken the control over the Black Zone.

For example, Hades' previous Black Domain had a maximum diameter of 75 meters and a minimum diameter of 10 meters. In the process of absorbing the alien lord's psionic energy in the south over the past few years, this maximum diameter has gradually become about 100 meters.

Logically, the minimum diameter should also be increased.

That's actually the case.

However, at the same time, Hades discovered that as long as he continued to consciously use the Dark Domain and deepened his proficiency, he could control the Dark Domain to shrink further.

This is why Hades always believed that one day he would be able to use the various strange machines of the Warhammer.

Because Hades consistently uses the Dark Domain whenever he has free time, he can now compress his Dark Domain into a circle with a diameter of one meter.

At this moment, the Dark Domain was like a pure black hole, as if a single glance would suck in a human's soul.

Hades couldn't shrink any further in.

But it doesn't matter, a diameter of one meter is already quite good!

Yes, one meter! This means that most of Hades' social activities will not be affected!

This distance is the smallest distance that a shut-in in his previous life could ever reach.

Wuhu, take off!

Currently, Hades' Dark Domain is mainly used for two purposes: one is to suppress the enemy's psionic energy, and the other is for his own stealth.

Generally speaking, for the former, as long as Hades compresses the dark domain to a diameter of less than six meters, anyone within that range will experience a noticeable slowdown. For the latter, Hades only needs to compress the dark domain to a diameter of ten meters to completely conceal his presence.