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

Use the moves I taught you to defeat the veteran and build your reputation among the Barbarosians?

Did he deliberately reveal that he knows psychic techniques?

Ugo knew that the Terra veteran who had just fought Karas must have sensed that Karas's psionic techniques didn't seem to be from a novice background, but rather more like the techniques that the think tank usually used.

If Karas's actions at this moment are spread by Terran veterans, the think tank, which is not valued by the Primarch to begin with, will lose the support it originally had from the Terran side!

Ugo then realized that all his previous efforts to maintain the think tank had been a joke!

His own teachers didn't understand his actions, and even the students he tried to teach harbored resentment.

Why should he swallow his pride? Since he was destined to be marginalized anyway, he might as well put his psionic powers to good use in front of the Primarch on this dueling stage!

Let the Primarch see that their think tank is one of the most powerful forces in the Legion, and yet the Primarch wants to abolish them!

Ugo slowly stepped onto the stage. The emotion of being betrayed by Kalastiphon made his warp fluctuations very obvious, and his eyes began to glow faintly.

Ugo casually pulled a one-handed longsword from the weapon rack, gave it a simple shake, and faint psionic energy fluctuations emanated from the blade, distorting the scene reflected on the metal.

He stood on the stage, his face calm as still water, but his eyes blazing with fury.

There was a slight commotion among the Terran veterans. They rarely had contact with think tanks, let alone one appearing on the dueling stage!

Because of the power of psionic energy, a single think tank member is far more powerful than a regular Space Marine. This means that when a think tank member stands on the dueling platform, only another think tank member can truly challenge him.

Meanwhile, the Barbarosians, unaware of the truth, continued to cheer and await the duel between Carrastifon and Hugo.

Carrastiphon swallowed hard.

grass.

Seeing that things had come to this, he had no choice but to turn around and pick up the sickle again.

Taking advantage of the moment he grabbed the scythe, Karas glanced at Mortarian out of the corner of his eye, hoping Mortarian would call a halt to this duel that was clearly beyond the bounds of the rules.

But the Primarch remained motionless, as if dead.

However, beneath the surface of stillness, Mortarian, who had been pondering, suddenly became interested.

He looked at Hugo, the think tank member who clearly harbored anger towards Carrastiphon.

Karas, what are you hiding from me?

P.S. Mortalian had previously noticed Typhon's use of psionic energy, but didn't know it was from the Think Tank. Having already "exiled" the Think Tank, he no longer concerned himself with its details.

Happy reading! (≧▽≦)

Chapter 59: It's you I choose, Hades!

Perseverance, Duel Cage.

just now.

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The once spacious dueling hall now seemed rather cramped, as a crowd of people unknowingly surged in and stood beneath the dark stage, countless eyes fixed on the duel unfolding on the platform.

The Primarch's towering figure remained seated below the stage, his face shrouded in shadow and mist, making it difficult to discern his features.

But the soldiers closer to Mortalian could feel the immense pressure and displeasure emanating from the Primarch.

The reason is probably the chaotic psionic fluctuations on the stage.

Apart from the alien lords of Barbarus, no one has ever dared to use psionic powers so brazenly in front of Mortarion.

The flamboyant white light of psionic energy flew wildly across the stage, the space was slightly distorted by the powerful psionic energy fluctuations, and frost snaked and crawled all over the entire duel cage.

Ugo held a longsword suspended by ice crystals, the entire sword covered in frost, but white flames ignited by psionic energy flowed along the blade like serpents.

His psychic-enhanced physical abilities and strength caused Ugo's entire body to glow slightly, and his eyes burned with psychic energy due to his anger.

Such powerful psychic manifestation!

Even in a normal duel between think tanks, it would never be as exaggerated as it is now. Think tanks that uphold wisdom and order would never so recklessly expose their psychic abilities. When it comes to psychic abilities, they are mostly stingy stewards. Excessive waste in the use of psychic abilities could lead to exhaustion, or worse—madness.

But Ugo was furious. He stared at Carrastiphon, whose face showed fear, across from him.

This traitor!

Moreover, he wanted to openly and honestly tell everyone on this dueling stage that the Death Guard's intelligence pool was not to be trifled with, and that even if restricted by the Primarch, they could still stand in the Death Guard on their own!

The ringing of the bell was a cruel reminder of Typhon's defeat.

Seeing the venomous look in the other's eyes, Karas could no longer hide his abilities. Compared to Ugo, a faint psionic energy fluctuation also enveloped Karas.

But how could a newly recruited psionicist, who had only undergone basic training, possibly be a match for the seasoned and highly skilled think tank?!

As if showing off his skills, Ugo muttered to himself and directly pressed down on Typhon with immense psionic pressure. Then, with a flick of his longsword, a fiery serpent roared straight at Typhon's face.

Pressed down by the oppressive force, unable to move or escape, Karastifon could only raise his scythe in an attempt to block the fire serpent. At the same time, he chanted a spell to defend himself, and an invisible, transparent, hemispherical psionic barrier appeared in front of him.

To be fair, Karastiffon's psychic talent was among the best of all psychics, but in the face of a huge gap in experience and combat skills, it was all in vain.

It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—too late!

The fire serpent easily shattered the barrier and rushed directly towards Typhon without any hindrance. With a dazzling white light explosion, Karas was already knocked off the stage and lay on the ground, barely alive.

The audience fell completely silent.

The full-scale release of psionic energy by the Ugo Think Tank has far exceeded the scale of a duel that ordinary people can imagine. On ordinary battlefields, think tanks mainly use group traps, ambushes, or prophetic communication, and it is rare to see a think tank fighting alone.

But now, they witnessed it!

Even some Terran veterans in the Legion realized that they had completely underestimated the think tank, a group with a supportive role.

Meanwhile, the Barbarosians below the stage stirred. Several people who were on good terms with Kalastyphon surrounded Typhon, and an apothecary scurried into the Barbarosian crowd.

On the stage, Ugo's psionic energy fluctuations showed no signs of abating. He stood on the stage, staring intently in the direction of the Primarch, and the spatial distortion around him became increasingly terrifying.

Apart from a slight commotion among the Barbarossa crowd, the rest of the people remained completely silent.

The metal incense burner on Mortarian's body made a sound.

His Primarch, who had been standing still with his arms crossed, released his hands and was about to stand up—

But suddenly, Mortarian stopped what he was doing.

A distinctly rough sound of footsteps gradually became clearer.

As Hades was practically dragged along by Vox, the Primarch spoke the moment they entered the hall.

The hoarse whispers echoed softly in the hall, exceptionally clear.

"Hades, go."

ha?

Hades, bewildered, looked at the psionic energy fluctuations floating on the stage, the space that was almost distorted, and the person in the very center who was clearly different from a typical Space Marine.

In an instant, he seemed to understand what had just happened.

Mortalian, so you think I'm a Pokémon?

So you're using Dark-type to beat Psychic-types, right?

On the dueling platform, the white light mercilessly illuminated the outlines of the two, while crackling psionic currents flowed slightly through the air.

Hades stood on the platform, holding a war scythe.

The training scythe that Karastifon had just been holding had already been broken by psionic energy. Seeing Hades hesitate slightly, Ugo simply pulled a scythe from his weapon stand and threw it to Hades.

[Thanks.]

Hades took the sickle with one hand and subconsciously thanked him.

Ugo raised an eyebrow.

You're being polite, but that's not a reason for you to expect me to go easy on you.

Hades, however, did not notice the change in Ugo's expression. He picked up his scythe and assumed a stance, while his mind raced.

Looking at the slightly distorted space opposite him, Hades roughly estimated that Ugo's psionic power was stronger than most of the alien lords on Barbarus, but not yet at the level of Nacre.

If it were Hades who played for Barbarossa before, he would be confident of winning this match.

But at this moment.

His dark domain can no longer suppress the surrounding space as it used to; the maximum range it can suppress is now only up to the skin!

Hades was not holding an obituary that could transmit the Dark Domain, which meant he could not use weapons to extend his Dark Domain.

Due to the changes in the Black Domain, Hades is now at a significant disadvantage.

But Mortarian was unaware of Hades' changes; he assumed Hades' physique remained the same as before!

Therefore, after hearing Hades' footsteps, Mortarion chose to send Hades onto the field.

What no one knew was that Mortarian had just been thinking of playing himself!

Ugo's actions just now were tantamount to a provocation against Mortarion.

Hades' appearance interrupted Mortarian's initial plan and inadvertently saved Hugo's life.

Now, Hades, holding a training scythe, stares at Ugo opposite him. Both are dressed in standard combat uniforms, and flashes of psionic sparks erupt from beside Ugo.

So, there's only one way to win.

Hades looked at Ugo across from him.

Hmm. Since you're using psionic energy, I should be able to do things unconventionally too, right?

Cough...cough, I've read some more snippets about this new book.

Horus feigned madness, the Custodians were corrupted, Dorne was almost taken by Kel'Thuzad (but this explains why Dorne had a backup plan before running away), and then there was that god of darkness…

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Happy reading! (_)

Chapter 60 Fierce Hand-to-Hand Combat, a Grand Serialized Novel!

Under the spotlight and the white light, the two figures on the dueling cage resembled imprisoned beasts.

On one side, eerie psionic energy flickered around Ugo, the powerful use of psionic energy even causing the space around him to distort slightly, and flames leaped on the ice-coated sword, proclaiming the user's rage.

On the other side, Hades held an ordinary training sickle and assumed the most basic starting stance for using a sickle.

The two appear to be far apart in strength.

The Barbarians in the audience couldn't help but feel a chill.

The moderates among the Terran veterans waited in silence, but the fine beads of sweat on their faces betrayed their nervousness.

Emotionally, they don't want Hades of Barbarossa to win, but rationally, a Hades victory would be the best solution to the stalemate.

They had heard of this recruit who had fought alongside Mortarion, and there were also rumors circulating in the 7th Company that Hades had severed a Type 3 combat servo.

At least this recruit has real skills and is also quite polite.

Moreover, some veterans have already noticed that Ugo's current condition is not quite normal.

They have already sent someone to inform the chief think tank member, Fernando, but it will obviously take some time.

As a think tank, one must never overuse psionic energy, lest one fall into the whispers of the warp.

Ugo, although he seems to be conscious for now, no one can say for sure what will happen to him after maintaining high psionic energy consumption for a long time!

I just want a quick victory!

The duel bell rang mercilessly yet faithfully—

"Om-"

The duel begins!

In an instant, Ugo swung his sword first, sending a burst of psionic flames through the air, but Hades swiftly leaped away to dodge it.

Ugo frowned, but then a psionic pressure came over him, and the space around Hades immediately distorted.

But Hades seemed to have anticipated Ugo's actions, and jumped ahead of time, successfully using the powerful lift from the ground before the pressure to escape the attack range!

Tsk, I'm tired of using that psionic pressure move on Barbaros.

Hades, having dodged ahead of time, changed his trajectory and charged towards Ugo with an eerie gait!