Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"That is the realm where all the pain we have endured so far and the long-cherished wish for revenge converge."

The human part of the Emperor suddenly spoke to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo looked around, and the entire area covered by light seemed holy and warm.

But the Emperor said in person that this was a realm where pain and the long-cherished wish for revenge converged.

"If the two armies do not fight fiercely and cruelly enough, the Blood God will not be able to face you." The Emperor said again, "We can only make this war as huge and cruel as possible, because neither you nor I can force the Blood God to do anything for the time being."

"We will not only help you personally, but also provide you with reinforcements."

The Emperor turned around and walked forward with a blank expression.

Walked to where the Blood God's brass throne was.

Walked to the road that left the golden light and entered the half of the Blood God's Demon Realm.

The soulless people, the psychic iron men, they still stayed beside Qin Mo.

Around these people, a little bit of golden light appeared in this realm, and then turned into a person who looked like a soldier, walking forward blankly and dullly like the Emperor.

Among those people, there are mortal soldiers.

There are space warriors.

They are either formed by the gathering of light or by the gathering of flames.

These soldiers are the reinforcements mentioned by the Emperor.

They appear here, rushing to the half of the Blood God Demon Realm, and making the whole war more massive and fierce.

"Creator." Piccolo, who led the psychic iron men to come, came to Qin Mo's side, and looked around, "This is a part of the cold sun... or, it is an extended part, but it does not look like a spiritual realm formed by pain and revenge, otherwise it should be very cruel and terrifying."

"The existence named Emperor on the Golden Throne is not just enduring pain and carrying revenge." Qin Mo looked at Piccolo, "He also carries the hope and beauty that humans have expressed in countless prayers for ten thousand years."

In Qin Mo's view, the Emperor's domain is not terrible, even if it is full of anger, pain and hatred.

And this just shows how deeply human beliefs have distorted the Emperor.

And this sacred domain is the embodiment of the part of human hope and beautiful vision carried by the Emperor.

After all, in these ten thousand years, the believers of the state religion would not just tell the Emperor how painful it was and how much they hated the aliens in their prayers. More prayers were actually wishes for a better future and hopes for protection.

So even if this place is a part of the extension of the cold sun, there will be light and heat.

"Let's leave here and continue fighting." Qin Mo led everyone forward.

The warships in the sky also moved forward, and the light of the Emperor replaced the semi-reality created by the curtain to protect these warships.

The warships were also "corroded", and the double-headed eagle logo appeared on both sides of the warships, and the entire warship became more and more like a church.

The soulless crew members among them were unable to use their talents to restrain this "corrosion", which was enough to show how strong the influence of the Emperor in the subspace could be when his will was relatively unified.

More and more golden light spots gathered into soldiers.

These warriors like zombies walked loosely on both sides of Qin Mo and them.

Among these warriors, there are humans and human subspecies.

Even the failed products produced by the Iron Warrior Demon's fetal sac, those things called skinless, are among them.

Maybe it's because Qin Mo wants to.

Perhaps it was because the Domination Engine was still working.

Qin Mo suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Usaka E. Creed.

Creed, the former High Castle Lord of Cadia, walked forward blankly, moving slowly in the light. Beside him, his deputy named Kyle held a golden flag and followed Creed.

"Cred!" Qin Mo called the name of an old acquaintance.

Creed heard it, turned his head blankly to look at Qin Mo, then turned his head and continued to move forward slowly.

Everyone gradually left the domain of the sun, broke away from the warm golden light, and entered the remaining half of the Khorne Demon Realm in an instant.

Those soldiers who were originally like zombies suddenly became energetic.

The mortal soldiers formed a corps at a very fast speed, holding glowing engineer shovels, and were able to open up a qualified land battle trench in the magma and copper water all over the Khorne Demon Realm.

The Space Marines formed battle teams at a faster speed. No matter which primarch they looked like, they united with each other and joined the battle in the form of mixed battle teams.

The opposite side was an army composed of vampires and bloodthirsty demons.

The two sides fought, and the sound of artillery fire was endless, shaking the entire Khorne Demon Realm.

Creed returned to normal.

Qin Mo jumped up and landed beside Creed over a long distance, just like the Battle of Bloom in the Golden Expedition.

Even the enemies they dealt with were similar.

"Creed? You didn't enter the soul's abode?" Qin Mo looked at Creed, who was shining with golden light, "You left with the Golden Throne?"

Qin Mo had heard such a rumor: When humans die, they will face another choice.

One is to enter the soul's abode, the human soul home created by the Emperor and Qin Mo.

The other is to leave with the Golden Throne, but this is unique to soldiers who died heroically.

Creed obviously followed the Golden Throne when faced with a choice.

"I still have to fight, my dear friend." Creed was no longer as dazed and dull as before. He held a cigar shining with golden light, turned his head and said softly to Qin Mo.

"For the Emperor! For mankind!" Kyle on the side interrupted.

Now it was Qin Mo's turn to be a little confused.

He had always thought that Creed had rested in peace.

At this time, a skull fell beside Qin Mo, and Creed, Kyle and several soldiers nearby who looked like Cadia assault troops were blown to pieces.

But Creed and his men were obviously not dead.

They were already part of the Emperor, so of course they would not die.

Qin Mo's power armor was safe and sound under the bombardment of the skull. This armor represented the gratitude and desire of the Talon people for shelter. The skulls of the Khorne demon army could not leave even a scratch on the armor.

Looking at the golden light that Creed and Kyle turned into, and the countless dead souls and blood plasma produced by the skull explosion, Qin Mo was a little dazed. He turned around, holding the old woman's sword in one hand and the chainsaw sword in the other, and jumped into the demon army in front.

He also killed the servants of the blood god.

Every time he killed a big demon, he chopped off the big demon's skull and threw it behind him.

In the sky, the cold sun was still fighting with the blood god from a distance.

The movement of this war was getting bigger and bigger, like a huge battle that both sides had prepared for a long time, rather than a sudden attack and decapitation operation.