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

Corrosive. Corrosive toxic gas. What is it?

Hades suddenly remembered.

He's not from here.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember where he was from, so he simply gave up on the idea.

He looked again at the farmers who were leaving with smiles on their faces.

Well, I guess they made fun of me because my skin color was different from those bronze-skinned people.

So he treated himself as a passerby who was busy on his way and ignored those people.

The clouds drifted by, and the village was quickly left behind.

I am bored.

Hades yawned. The road looked the same no matter how you looked at it; it was boring.

However, when they reached the first intersection, there was an old man standing there.

Okay, he's standing, but... uh... he's upside down.

The old man was floating upside down there in a strange way, wearing a cloak that was also anti-gravity, so he just wouldn't fall off.

Such an unusual situation has occurred.

Hades blinked; he was now starting to believe that this madman really wanted to slay a dragon.

The man dismounted from his mule, walked over, and squatted down in front of the old man.

"Macado, which way should we go?"

"Your Majesty, not at all."

The old man, oh, now Hades knows his name is Macado, points in a direction that is not the way at all.

"Okay, thank you."

After thanking the man called His Majesty, he mounted his mule again, left the main road, and began to walk in a direction where no one went.

"Hey, wait for me."

Hades quickly followed, but kept turning back to look at the old man lying down.

Why is he upside down?

Hades asked,

The one called "Your Majesty" looked at Hades with a strange expression and said matter-of-factly,

“He’s not from here, so he’s upside down, he’s different from this world.”

"But I'm not from here either."

Hades answered fluently.

The man gave Hades a strange look.

"Take a good look at yourself again."

Ok?

Hades suddenly had a bad feeling.

He slowly reached his hand behind his back and touched it—

He has no clothes on his back?!

His clothes were only on the front; the back was bare!

Hades wanted to find a place to bury himself.

He might as well lie down!

As if sensing Hades's suicidal thoughts, the man surprisingly offered him comfort.

"There's no one behind you, so it's okay if you're completely naked."

no! ! !

But in this desolate wilderness, the ground was covered with grass and there wasn't a single tree. Hades couldn't find anything to cover himself with, so he had no choice but to walk half-naked, half-following the man.

Although it was very upsetting at first, he got used to it and forgot about it.

"Who are you? What's your name?"

he asks,

"They all call me the Emperor."

The Emperor said.

Strange name

"I feel something's off."

Hades was telling the truth.

“I don’t like it either, but that’s what they all call me, and over time I got used to it.”

"You're really going to slay a dragon?"

Hades asked again.

But clearly the emperor wouldn't waste his time on one issue twice; he simply remained silent, tacitly agreeing with the statement.

Hades scratched his head.

"Then maybe I shouldn't follow you. If we really encounter a dragon, I won't be able to escape either."

"You have nowhere else to go."

The emperor put it succinctly.

Write a novel, no future.

Everyday is the deadline.

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Chapter 109 Give me a drink!

They had been traveling and now it was getting dark.

Darkness pressed down, endless, thick and oppressive, like a single, lightless drop of liquid in a rainy night.

Humans appear so small in this wilderness.

So Hades stopped with the Emperor and started a fire in the wasteland. The flames crackled and flickered, then rose again, dispelling a small patch of darkness.

The dim light shone on them, illuminating their faces.

They sat there listlessly, Hades staring blankly at the blazing fire, waiting for dawn to continue their journey.

But then the children's laughter rang out from the darkness.

Hades was startled when he suddenly heard children's laughter in the desolate wilderness.

"How could there be a child here?!"

He looked at the emperor, but the emperor completely ignored him. The emperor looked tense, drew his sword, and stood up.

"Get out! Get out! You damned bastards, get out!"

The emperor's voice carried far, but was quickly swallowed by the darkness, without making a sound.

The mule snorted, stamped its foot, and moved a little further away from the fire.

"No, what happened?"

Hades also hurriedly stood up, but unfortunately he was unarmed.

But Hades felt that weapons shouldn't be used against children?

But while Hades was thinking, the children appeared.

Their eerie, filthy figures emerged from the darkness, leaping between the edge of darkness and light.

Join us.

they said,

"Get out! Get out of here!"

The emperor, sword in hand, assumed a lunge-forward stance.

"I am a human being, you shit, get out of my way!"

Why don't you join us?

"We promised you everything."

"There's clearly no one on the top step, so why don't you take another step up?"

"It is said by a child with a cunning glint in his eyes. He is thin but agile."

"You should confront your own desires, you hypocritical adult."

"It was a pretty child," said one of the children.

"Ultimately, nothing in this world has any meaning; getting caught up in it is exhausting."

You shouldn't be so weak!

"Get out of here! You piece of shit!"

Hades felt they were all talking nonsense, but thankfully none of them paid any attention to him; he was like a dark shadow, forgotten along with them.

So he continued to stand aside and watch calmly.

The emperor could no longer stand the children's chatter. He scooped up some mud from the ground, rolled it into a ball, and threw it at the kids.

The mud landed precisely on the fat guy, and a cry immediately rang out.

So the remaining children made a fuss and dragged him away.

Before leaving, the child glanced in Hades' direction.

Then it disappeared into the darkness again.

Hades hesitated before walking to the Emperor's side.

"What are they?"

"It's just like what you see."

Hmm. A child?

"You hate children?"

The emperor snorted.

Ugh, I hate kids. They'll never be good fathers this way.

Hades thought of this for no apparent reason.

"So what are they saying, trying to get you to join them?"

The emperor twitched his nose, as if he had heard news that he found extremely disgusting.

"Never."

"Humans do not associate with insects."

"look,"

The emperor seemed interested in the conversation, so the two of them sat down around the fire again.

The orange glow of the firelight reflected on the emperor's face as he held a branch in his hand, poking at the firewood below.

His face was golden, and in a daze, Hades seemed to see a golden crown on his head.

Even if they promise me everything.

"But what is everything to a child? Nothing more than clay toys."