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

Is it too late for him to shout "Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull offering to the skull seat"?

Whoops, just kidding.

In short, Mortarion's attempts to corrupt Hades all ended in failure. This guy was like a villain shouting "I'll be back," leaving in a huff after each failure.

Although the soup was indeed disgusting, Hades could sense that it contained a great deal of psionic energy.

After each drug trial, Hades felt his dark domain becoming increasingly chaotic.

Perhaps the Black Domain is his last chance.

Hades tried to expand the Dark Domain beyond its own boundaries, just as he had done on Barbaross, but each attempt ended in failure.

Each time the dark domain reaches its limit, a sliver of golden light always suppresses it.

Hades was actually quite annoyed by this before, but after he completely saw through life, he became more open-minded and accepted it.

At least it's not a shit-green light, okay.

Be content with what you have in life.

After trying everything to no avail, Hades decisively started to give up.

They can't escape, they can't fight back, and they can't die—it's the perfect time to give up.

Anyway, apart from [Mortalian] who came to administer the medicine each time, no one else bothered him. Once Hades learned to automatically filter out the screams of the Nurgles, he officially began his Warhammer 40k vacation.

With eyes closed, one is at peace with the world.

Restricting freedom is fine, since the essence of being a homebody isn't about going out and wandering around.

It doesn't matter if the environment is bad; you'll get used to it.

The only thing I can't get used to is the food here, which is like shit. Oh, no, it's shit.

Hades refused to eat the food provided to him by the Death Guard and was on the verge of starving himself to death.

Helpless, Mortarion had no choice but to send his plague warriors to board the ship and collect uncontaminated nutrient solution, which barely kept Hades alive.

Apart from that, Hades had no other complaints.

After all, as a prisoner, he couldn't ask for too much.

And so Hades, who had nothing to do all the time, began to recall his past life memories—

He recalled the two cacti he had previously killed (even though he had watered and cared for them very diligently), but now, he could simply swat a Nurgle and it would sprout lush little mushrooms.

It must be said that in Nurgle's territory, there is a great diversity of species, and they can live freely.

If those so-called biological sages came here, they'd probably be so excited they'd be fuming, knowing they'd never have to worry about water expenses again.

That said, it seems that [Motalian] has been focusing on research ever since he joined n companies?

Ah, Hades remembered that classic joke—

What? This isn't witchcraft, it's numerology.

Your family's numerology is like feeding him shit soup.

Suddenly Hades realized that Nurgle's screams had subsided.

He opened his eyes and saw [Motalian] come in again.

Hades, who was engrossed in the joke, almost burst out laughing.

Mortarian stared grimly at the Death Guard's intelligence report, with Vox and Karas standing nervously beside him.

Mortarion, who did not meet his predetermined fate of death, did not kill the Mortarion opposite him, and let his own offspring die in vain.

He vowed to kill this damned version of himself.

Chapter 94 Friend, are you religious?

The dark, narrow, and tall corridor was only wide enough for Hades and the sage Gol Jordan to barely pass through, but its high, pointed dome was hidden in the darkness and had no end in sight.

The aroma of engine oil filled the air, while the low chanting of binary sutras echoed for a long time.

Hades' head throbbed with pain, the agonizing experience of being forced to drink the night before still vivid in his mind. He had to admit, the wolf liquor was really strong, and Wild Wolf Manning had definitely added something to it himself. Hades even tasted antifreeze oil in it.

Compared to the earnest mechanical sage Jordan, Hades seemed to be taking it easy.

Now that the sage was about to lead him into the hall of doctrine, Hades didn't care much; it was just a formality.

But what if he doesn't believe in religion and the machine spirit is unhappy?

Let's talk about it when we get the hang of it.

Hades refocused his attention and turned his gaze back to reality.

Before him, the towering, curved mechanical spine of the sage Gerdan rose up, one section at a time.

Jordan dimmed the brightness of his eyes, and a lantern slowly lit up his slender limb.

The metallic walls reflected a faint light.

"The story of truth begins here."

[The Emperor defeated the dragon.]

The mechanical sound was piercing and clear.

"This world was originally a chaotic existence."

A sliver of light peeked out from beside the sage, and on the wall behind him, chaotic and disordered images danced wildly, like garbled code.

This is a chaotic, disorderly, and utterly unpredictable apocalypse.

Wisdom did not emerge, and life descended into barbarism.

"But God appeared."

"God said, 'Let there be truth.'"

A giant hand made of gears and steel reached out from beneath the towering wall, scooping up the turbulent water as if holding water in its hands, and the once raging waves calmed down.

Giant hand slides—

A straight line appeared.

In that mess of scribbles and scribbles, this straight line appeared so abruptly and out of place.

Yet it is so simple that it possesses a divine quality.

"God said, 'Be logical.'"

Straight lines begin to extend, lines connect with each other, surfaces combine to form a huge picture—is it a circuit?

It was so vast that Hades only saw a corner of this grand picture.

"God said, 'Let there be knowledge.'"

The endless, densely packed binary code suddenly replaced the previous picture, knowledge, and endless knowledge.

Those wise men who have traversed the universe will donate their knowledge to this sanctuary when every ship that thirsts for truth returns successfully.

Initially, there were only a few records here.

But now, as Jordan walks through this sanctuary, knowledge has long since lost its end.

At the highest point visible to Hades, an abstract eye symbol gazes upon the knowledge these explorers brought with their lives.

The sages continued their leisurely stroll, immersing themselves in the ocean of knowledge.

They were overwhelmed by knowledge of binary.

As the coastline reappeared at the horizon, Jordan's voice rang out calmly once more.

"God has given intelligence to all people."

"Those who possess intellect have entered their golden age."

Planets appeared, and countless spaceships sailed into the distance.

This is the golden age of humankind.

Gold mixed into the metal walls, etched the miracle of a race.

Humans hold the reins of technology; what was once the work of gods in ancient mythology can now be easily accomplished by an ordinary person.

They can alter the landscape and climate of a planet, they can extract the energy of an entire star, and they can even manipulate time and distort cause and effect.

Humanity is thriving.

"However, darkness fell."

Darkness descended suddenly.

betray.

Humanity has been betrayed by its own creation.

On the completely black wall, scarlet paint was spilled, telling the story of a tragic era.

War, an unimaginable war broke out, countless technologies were lost, countless pieces of knowledge were burned, and the wisdom that generations had devoted their lives to was reduced to ashes.

The flame of knowledge was extinguished.

Even now, humanity remains in the darkness of ignorance.

"But even in the dark ages, the Mechanismists remained steadfast in their adherence to the teachings of God."

[The emperor imprisoned the dragon in a dungeon beneath Mars.]

"God whispered to them, asking the wise men to retrieve the truth scattered throughout the universe."

[In the whispers of the dragon's dream, the first batch of mechanical sages appeared.]

"So the wise men set out."

Countless mechanical sages sailed their ships along the road, desperately reaching out to grab scraps of paper drifting from the fire.

Many wise men perished in the flames and were never heard from again.

"But God looked upon the people, and the piety of the wise men moved the god of all things."

"So God had already given the answer to his believers."

"When Mars brings rain, that is when He saves all beings from ignorance."

Dark clouds loomed over the edge of the wall.

The rain began to pour down.

"On that day, God sent His representative to walk the earth."

The emperor, clad in golden armor, stood amidst the torrential rain, his arms outstretched, accepting the kneeling worship of the scarlet sages.

[The Emperor commands Macado to use his psychic powers to bring rain on Mars.]

"Om Messiah, the truth agent of the god of all machines, has returned to the world!"

[Driven by fervent faith, the Empire and Mars signed the Treaty of Olympia.]

[With the addition of the Martian Mechanicus, the last piece of the Empire's industrial puzzle has been completed.]

[The Great Expedition has begun.]

"The sages, under the guidance of Om Messiah, will rediscover the truth of this world!"

The mechanical sage, Gerjord, became agitated, and his eyes emitted a faint, unstable current.

"Praise be to the God of hosts! Praise be to Om Messiah!"

A blinding white light suddenly appeared, and the narrow corridor led to the exit—

The magnificent dome, adorned with countless geometric shapes, features handsome servants chanting hymns, their scarlet robes embellished with intricate gold-thread patterns depicting divine splendor.

The rune monk lit incense slowly, the aroma of which was composed of nanomachines and special spices spreading out.

As he expounded the greatness of the doctrine to ignorant children, Jordan felt the veins in his only damp garment throbbing violently.

"Praise be to the God of hosts! Praise be to Om Messiah!"

"It is God who led us out of the fog of ignorance, and we should naturally become His believers!"

The sage lowered his towering head and illuminated his electronic eyes with the most sincere light.