Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 637 85. Professional Breeder

"Who is coming?!"

Hades drank, but he actually stood up and opened the door. A foul language came from behind the door, "Your uncle!"

"The feeling is you,"

Hades grinned, his shoulders leaning against the door frame, looking at "Tarrazin".

Hades was very sure that this guy jumped out of nowhere - maybe even from the accompanying team of sages, or somewhere on the ship.

"What brings you here?"

"Ha, di, s."

Trazin said calmly, "What are you doing?"

Hades first lamented for a moment that no one had called him by his name as casually as Trazin for a long time, and then it was Trazin's turn to ask the question.

Hades has a serious face,

"Inverted fight."

"Who dug it?"

"..."

Hades was silent for a moment, and the words [Nihilak Dynasty] on the screen behind him were bright and terrifying.

Does he have time now to say he can't read?

"It seems that-" Hades's tone drawled, "this tomb has something to do with you, Trazin?"

"Are you the owner of this tomb?"

Before Trazin could speak, Hades took the lead.

"But I thought - the tomb world you lead wouldn't be so shabby?"

"That's natural!"

Trazin almost jumped at Hades' shamelessness, but of course he accepted Hades' compliment gladly. Hades stepped out of the way and they walked into the room together, Hades pulling up another chair.

Trazin glanced at the planet behind the porthole. The gleaming white light shone at their feet. This was not its world. To be precise, it was its "agent".

There was a kind of Necrontyr pottery in this tomb world, and it was there to rescue and protect them.

"I temporarily replaced this world."

Trazin said confidently, but the implication was obviously understood by Hades, who smiled playfully - or rather, something that didn't deserve a beating.

"Then it seems we made a bad choice,"

Hades said, bringing a small drink to Trazin on the way, "Drink something? You bought me a Coke back then - now I can pay you back."

Trazin's detector detected a hissing, dark liquid, with ominous bubbles rising from the bottom, that was corrosive, psychic, poisonous, and deadly.

Trazin hesitated for a moment, then took the drink. It had been seen as a poor imitation in the Death Guard troops, but obviously the cup in Hades's hand was the original. This might be an interesting collection.

Trazin pretended to drink, but actually threw them all into the dimensional maze. They belonged to him and were collected.

And Hades opposite it was obviously a little disappointed that the Necrons did not drink the wine. This guy may be curious about the corrosion resistance of the Necrons.

Trazin would not let him have his way,

"I can understand that you like Coke, Hades," Trazin said, naturally accepting the bottle that Hades was holding the liquid in, which was made of the shell of some kind of crustacean insect. Bottle, "But what is this?"

Hades, who was tasting the wine, paused and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you think this tastes good?" Hades said, "You have to taste it carefully, this one has a big aftertaste."

Aftertaste? Fearing that it was not the screams of the immune system and detoxification system, Trazin flexibly rolled her eyes with this body.

The Figure King cautiously dipped some liquid into his fingertips, and then he heard a hissing sound. The two of them fell into silence for a while, and only heard the voice of the tomb-robber sage reporting to Hades.

This is even more embarrassing.

"So," Trazin said proactively, crossing her arms, "How do you make it up to me?"

"compensate you?"

Hades asked back. He checked the news sent back by Jin again and again. He temporarily put aside the idea of ​​asking the two sages kindly;

Hades has 100% confirmed that the tomb they are currently in is a discounted pot, and Trazin is not the owner, but a tomb robber who was one step ahead of them.

"Are we sharing this tomb together?"

Hades asked tentatively, "Or we can not report your little actions to your King."

"Ah!"

Trazin waved his hand, "Threaten me?"

"What Necrontyr doesn't know my reputation?"

The Figure King showed a mocking smile, "It's you, aren't you afraid that I will inform the Necrontyr of your existence?"

Hades spread his hands, speaking calmly and sincerely,

"If you want to do something to me - you have done it for ten thousand years,"

Hades said sincerely, "But you didn't, Trazin. I am extremely grateful for this. Although you did feed me a lot of strange things while I was unconscious, I decided to forgive you."

"Hello?"

Trazin sneered. It had already stood up and was walking freely in Hades' command room. If it saw anything that pleased its eyes, it would be taken down and belonged to it.

Hades was still sitting, acquiescing to Trazin's little "little hobby".

"Can you give me back the good things I fed you?"

The Endless One said, it prolonged the tone and began to announce the names of the dishes,

"A fragment of the Void Dragon, a fragment of the Nightbringer, a fragment of the Deceiver, seven stars..."

"The stars are fine," Hades's voice sounded faintly behind it, "but Star God... Trazin, to be honest, being a fraud is not a good idea."

Trazin's slow pace stopped, and the Necron was stuck.

“But let me see you—I see you okay now?”

Trazin said with some uncertainty. It turned back and looked at Hades.

"That's really not a good idea," Trazin said. "I just—I'm just too tired of the shard that I got from the Serenade."

It walked to Hades, and while looking at it, its hands were not so cleanly reaching for the small pendants on Hades's waist. There was a Burner fragment cage, a resting Magnus fragment, and a follower. Greenskin's token.

These bits and pieces were tied around Hades's waist like a large bunch of keys.

Hades silently protected his pendants. Seeing that they could not be touched, Trazin withdrew his hand.

"Well," Trazin nodded pretending to be profound, "I know a rumor... that some Star Gods can cover up and instigate other Star Gods... but I didn't expect them to be deceivers."

"But you look great."

Trazin added, "What happened?"

The Necron's green eyes stared at Hades, who coughed twice.

"Other fraudster fragments targeted me because of this incident, but luckily I woke up from their illusion."

"That's okay."

Trazin commented, "Haha, I believe you won't get into trouble so easily, at least not the fraudsters."

Hades looked away a little guiltily.

"Nothing for now."

Hades added, "I'm a dabbler, Trazin, and I haven't learned how to eat yet."

Trazyn paused and looked Hades up and down.

Then he laughed out loud.

"This is the first time I've ever seen a guy who would starve himself to death," Trazin laughed, sometimes lost in thought that he had raised a terrible guy, but sometimes this idea started to feel a little counter-intuitive.

The Necron glanced pointedly at the Burner fragment on Hades's waist.

"You've already done this, you shouldn't-"

Trazin's voice weakened, and Hades showed a dull expression, perhaps reflecting on memories.

"That was done when I was half out of control," Hades said with some helplessness, "I can't do it now, Trazin."

Trazin's casual posture suddenly stiffened.

The Endless One thought of his mortal enemy, the Astrologer Ourrican. As the former chief astrologer of the Necrontyr, when the stars returned to their alignment, Ourrican could also be "promoted" to the Star God for a short time.

Trazin had seen it all.

Hades's situation may be similar to Orican, and Trazin knows exactly what that state is like - the individual will be completely washed away and covered by the greater existence, leaving nothing behind.

At least that experience completely changed Orikan.

This is not a good thing, at least Trazin doesn't want to see Ourrican like that anymore. It is something terrible. When you see it, some deeper emotion tells you that it is quite bad.

Trazin became serious now, and it scanned Hades carefully again.

"Hades, I mean," Trazin asked with concern, "you don't have a strong urge to devour souls, do you?"

Hades's expression seemed to confirm the bad news.

"Uh...I'm a little hungry."

Hades said, and Trazin let out a sharp crack,

"Did I cause another 'Star God' to appear?!!!"

"Wait what do you mean again???"

"Orican!" Trazin shouted angrily. It just wanted to satisfy its collecting habit and do good things at the same time. Why is it always like this? !

"That brief promotion to Astrologer!" Trazin shouted, "I was also indirectly responsible for it!"