Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

499.M42.

Four hundred and ninety-nine years of the forty-second millennium.

In a galaxy in the Centaur Arm of the Milky Way, on a planet made of pure metal, the Lord of Tyron and the Tyron gods temporarily live here.

Qin Mo sat on a living metal device with an unknown purpose, munching on portable dry food from the sector while looking at the data pad in his hand that played the TV channels of the sector.

Mimic sat beside Qin Mo to accompany him, while the other star gods were busy with their own affairs.

The Burner vents destruction and hatred for the traitors in this world of Necronomicon Tombs, Saranoga and the Void Dragon collect the leftover technological artifacts, while the Chronicler is compiling a history book for the destruction of this weak Necron dynasty.

"Why are you always paying attention to things in the star sector recently?" Mimic and Qin Mo looked at the data board together, "Are you homesick?"

"Of course, after all, I haven't returned to the star area for fifty years." Qin Mo watched intently, nodded, and responded to the mimicry question.

Fifty years.

Fifty years have passed since the victory of the Golden Crusade, and the celebration of victory did not last long, because Guilliman, the Lion and Sanguinius must immediately plunge into another huge threat facing the Empire-the sudden onset of large-scale The awakened Necron race.

The Tyrone Sector was also involved in this war and could not stay out of the matter as another human force.

Because forty-seven years ago, an expansion of the Ghoul Sector was interrupted by the accelerated awakening of the Necron.

The colony was attacked, the colonial ship was destroyed, the entire colonial area instantly turned into a war zone, and the process of expansion was interrupted.

Qin Mo launched a retaliatory action against these Necron dynasties. When preparing for the upcoming huge war in the star sector, he led the Star Gods to snatch the Star God fragments and killed the Necron dynasties that had slaughtered his people one after another. Annihilation of one.

A new war is coming, and no matter what attitude the Silent Lord of the Necrons, Szarak, holds towards humanity, it cannot prevent this war from breaking out.

The Necron didn't even put all their energy into the war with humans. They focused more on the front line of the confrontation between Storm King Imotek and Silent King Szarak.

"I will try my best to make you as complete as possible, so that if humans start a war with the Necrons, they will have a greater chance of winning." Qin Mo said to Mimic.

And that's exactly what he did.

Revenge against the many undead dynasties is not the focus of this Star God operation, but obtaining the Star God fragments is.

However, during the rest time after fighting, Qin Mo didn't really want to talk about business matters. He still wanted to review his habits as a human and take a look at the current situation of the star region.

What was playing on the data board was the recruitment advertisement for the sector.

The most dominant media in the sector, News 44, shot the recruitment advertisement for the Army Department of the sector for free.

"Humanistic Thought."

"From the beginning of Tailong's establishment to the current tenet of our actions, the Lord of Tailong and his humanistic ideas have led us, making us prosperous, strong, and powerful."

As the narration of the advertisement appears, the statue in the world's largest square in the capital of the Tyrone sector is shown.

The Lord of Tyrone stood on a stone with his chainsword pointed forward.

The Lord of Tyrone is surrounded by guards, ordinary soldiers, navy sailors, workers, scientists, cultural scholars...

"Countless tests have proven the superiority and tenacity of our way of life and ideological tenets. We have assumed the main responsibilities in the galaxy. We have shouldered the important task of protecting our species for the Empire."

The advertisement flashed images of countless enemies that the sector had faced before, including Chaos Space Marines, Necrons, and aliens that could not seek common ground while reserving differences...

"In the aftermath of the Great Golden Crusade, we face a new threat."

A scene of the Necron awakening appears.

Then the scene changed to the Tyrone Army lined up and about to board the transport ship.

"Join the Tyrone Army and join our proud Armada in defending our humanistic ideas and way of life, as well as the continuation of our primate species in the galaxy."

"And our fighters are ready to face challenges and defend everything."

Shot to soldiers in Army formation.

"Standby!"

"Standby!"

"..."

The handsome men and beauties wearing power armor without helmets were focused individually by the camera, with equally determined expressions and tones.

Finally, a childish "Be on call" came into the camera.

The camera turned to the back and captured nothing. It was not until the camera moved down that it captured a little boy wearing paper power armor and holding a toy gun.

The soldiers nearby looked sideways at the boy and laughed.

"You're not nineteen yet, kid."

A middle-aged female officer with short white hair picked up the boy and looked at the camera.

Qin Mo recognized this person. She was the woman whose parents were fertility models and could gather together a standard infantry squad of brothers and sisters. Almost all of her parents died in the war. Qin Mo had seen her before.

She was not dead, but just disappeared. After being found, she was promoted until she became one of the field marshals.

"But we will all grow old." The female marshal hugged the boy and told the camera. "When we are too old to move, and our way of life and everything we built under the leadership of Lord Tyrone are challenged again, our The next generation must be as ready as we are, and children like him who need our protection are the future for all of us.”

The scene changes.

Infantry squads of Tyrone Army soldiers arrived on the surface one by one during the teleportation, and threw themselves into the battlefield where artillery fire roared. Together with the iron men, they fought against the stumbling steel skeletons.

"Respond to the call of the Lord of Tyrone and join the Tyrone Army immediately."

"Defend our humanistic ideals, defend our homeland, and defend our descendants! For the Lord of Tyrone! For humanity! For humanity!"

After watching the advertisement, Qin Mo stuffed the last bite of food into his mouth and pressed the screen pause button on the data pad.

The dataslate began to absorb some of the warmth emanating from the flesh, charging rapidly.

"The advantage of human beings is that they can give birth." The Void Dragon, who returned from elsewhere on the planet, came to Qin Mo. "Compared with the exquisite dolls called Ada created by psychic reptiles, they are simply crude wild animals, but they can give birth. Golden No matter how many humans died during the expedition, billions of cannon fodder can still be produced at every turn.”

After hearing what the void dragon said, Qin Mo raised his head and looked at the star god.

The next second, the Void Dragon flew out and collapsed a living metal structure as huge as Mount Everest.

"Your integrity has exceeded 50%, but you are still as dumb as when you first came out of Mars." Saranoga floated over and looked at the Void Dragon helplessly, "You are not the first It was repaired by him this time, please remember, Magradros."