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

"They may be interesting, but they are of no use for survival."

"They misunderstood me."

The emperor casually picked up some small twigs, broke them off, and threw them into the fire.

He gazed at the small branches that had consumed themselves in the fire and continued speaking.

"To live on, and to live on in a way that allows one to raise the sword of revenge against the enemy at will."

"Nothing else matters."

The branches gradually turned to ash in the fire, so the emperor added some more firewood.

Hades blinked and helped the Emperor throw firewood into the fire.

And so the fire blazed up again.

The emperor glanced at him.

"And you? What do you want to do?"

he?

What was he planning to do?

Hades also wanted to say "alive," but the word "alive" seemed to have no effect on him, as if he had already seen too much life and death.

Just as he wouldn't feel sentimental about the leaves on the trees by the street.

"Um"

Hades suddenly felt hungry again.

Open a restaurant?

He suddenly remembered that someone had said this to him a long time ago.

At that time, nothing much had happened yet; he hadn't yet stumbled his way here.

They were still together then.

"Creating an environment where everyone can sit down together, eat, and chat?"

The emperor glanced at him again; his deep brown eyes were occasionally tinged with gold by the firelight.

"Then you might as well go and stab your enemy."

Hades shrugged.

"I just wanted to do it."

"If it has already been achieved, it is not called wanting."

"Shortsighted and superficial."

The emperor muttered.

"I have never said that I am a wise man."

Hades said,

"I'm an unlucky guy."

"really,"

The emperor nodded.

But who isn't?

Yes, who isn't?

Hades stared at the flame; it was too small, even though it was burning so hard and had consumed so much firewood.

All that remained was endless darkness.

Hades didn't know when he fell asleep; he only knew that he was awakened by the morning breeze.

He forced himself to open his eyes. It was dawn, and the emperor was packing his belongings.

"Walk."

The emperor mounted the mule, and Hades naturally followed.

So they set off again.

Walk and walk, walk and walk.

They walked for a long time and experienced a lot.

They passed a puddle, but the Emperor separated the water, though Hades felt there was no need to separate the shallow puddle.

They crossed the abyss, but the Emperor kicked the mule, and Hades grabbed the mule by the tail and followed it across.

The air is getting thinner and colder.

Finally, they arrived.

This is a vast field covered with lush green grass, where a cow is leisurely grazing.

Some bright green and bright red cracks crawled on the cow's stripes.

Not far away, many haystacks that had only been nibbled on once or twice were carelessly tossed on the ground.

The emperor dismounted, drew his sword, and stared intently at the cow.

You must avoid its attack.

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"This is."

Hades racked his brains for a moment,

"Is this a dragon?"

"Correct."

The emperor ignored him and charged straight at him!

The cow also charged towards the emperor, directly confronting his sword.

this.?

However, the bull that was fighting the emperor suddenly looked at Hades and spat at him.

But that spittle came hurtling toward Hades at an astonishing speed!

Hades quickly dodged.

Taking advantage of the ox's distraction, the emperor stabbed it with his sword.

Black liquid gushed from the cow's wound.

They dripped onto the ground without making a sound.

Seeing the liquid gushing out, the emperor immediately pressed the bull down firmly.

The cow was still mooing.

"Come here! Come here quickly!"

"Come here, Hades!"

Hades rushed over, only to have his face smeared with black liquid by the Emperor.

"Drink it, hurry up!"

"Drink as much as you can, quick!"

What is all this nonsense??

But Hades did as he was told, even though he was confused. He moved out of the area where the bull was struggling, desperately scooped up the black liquid with his hands, and swallowed it.

The liquid tasted strange and stuck in his throat, making Hades feel like his internal organs were on fire.

He was still drinking like crazy, as if he had given himself an order: drink until he died, as long as he didn't die.

He is burning.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

When Hades finally realized he was dying, his vision began to blur, and he looked ahead—

The emperor, clad in golden power armor, wielded a sword adorned with ornate patterns, his psionic energy surging fiercely as he relentlessly suppressed the dragon.

A colossal, incomprehensible, shimmering dragon.

Its enormous tentacles blot out the sky, its metallic luster is constantly changing, and all the laws of the universe bloom upon it.

It is bleeding.

Hades looked down at his hands, which were covered in dragon blood.

He fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, Hades felt a chill down his spine.

Makado turned his head upside down to look at him.

Ah, I'm not awake yet, he thought.

"Get up, wake up!"

Makado struck Hades on the shin with a stick.

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Hades opened his eyes again and found that they were now on the Tasia Plateau.

"Ok?"

"What exactly is going on?"

Hades struggled to sit up.

Makado glanced at him.

"You have gained knowledge, that's all."

"What knowledge?"

Hades felt his mind was still blank.

Makado rolled his eyes at him.

"You know how to drive a tank, but what if you've never seen what a tank is?"

Hades blinked, confused.

Macardo ignored him and walked into the distance, seemingly calling out to Collier Zexi's swarm of insects.

Hades stared blankly at Macado's retreating figure.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of Makado across the plateau.

Macardo drifted away into the distance, following the light.

Hades was left alone in the darkness.

He felt very sleepy, so Hades closed his eyes and lay peacefully in the darkness.

It was as if he was darkness from the very beginning.

Chapter 110 Duel Cage, Now!

Hades was somehow transported back to the insect-shaped vehicle of the Sage Collier Jersey.

He hung half-dead on the insect's joints, then was handed back by the insect to the vehicle that was escorting the original body.

Makado followed behind him, but he wasn't as energetic as before; the old man's face showed obvious signs of fatigue.

After getting into the car, Macardo curled up in the corner of the seat and began to rest with his eyes closed again.

Hades sat dazedly in the car, watching the mechanical sage who was covered in electric shocks.

He took a closer look——