Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"Will the Emperor be considered the Mecha, or the Messiah of Ohm, or simply a messenger from the Mech in the Revelation?"

Qin Mo observed the Martians who were kneeling in worship.

Most of the people who came to Mount Olympus knelt down, but in the distance, some people who used special means to watch did not kneel down, and they still looked disdainful.

Of course, even further away, some workers or priests would kneel down after watching the reports from Mount Olympus, and naturally some would not.

"People are complex and changeable functions." Malcador shook his head slightly, "Some people will think that the Emperor is the Ohm Messiah, some people will think that he is the messenger of the God of All Machines, and some people will even think that he is The incarnation of the God of All Opportunities. But similarly, some people will think that he is a liar from Terra, and some will even think that the prophet and revelation that came to Mars were false lies. "

"Yeah." Qin Mo felt that it was true.

While the two were talking, the Emperor put on an expression as cold as steel and walked toward the crowd.

The Martians stood up and moved out of the way, following the Emperor.

With no one to guide him, the Emperor was able to find the most important city on Mars with ease, and even the Mechanicum Council in the city.

This made those priests who firmly believed that the Emperor was the person in the revelation believe that this person was here to guide Mars and was chosen by the God of All Planes.

But after walking a few steps, the emperor suddenly stopped.

A precognition was born in the Emperor's mind.

A series of confusing images appeared in my mind.

The Emperor travels through this sequence of images and changing scenes from a suspended perspective, his perspective now zooming in and out.

However, even though this series of prophetic scenes seemed to have no logical connection and no information to solve the puzzle, the emperor was able to read some information from them based on his experience.

After interpreting the message, the emperor looked at the priest beside him who wanted to ask why he stopped.

Before the problem could arise, the Emperor reversed time.

Everything goes back to the second when the Emperor appeared.

Time has stopped at this point.

Everything on Mars was still, except for the two people with powerful psychic powers and those who were not affected by psychic powers.

"Why are you back again?" Qin Mo looked at the teleported emperor and wondered what he was going to do.

"I just foresaw the short future." The Emperor said, "Kyle Bohar, he will lead the anti-apocalypse faction to question my identity and ability. This would not have much impact originally, but because we are going to Mars is completely submissive rather than cooperative, so dissatisfied people will join Hal's side, and his power will grow, which will cause us to waste more time on Mars to regain Mars."

"Let's do some miracles, or use some force." Qin Mo suggested, "When you pretended to be a carpenter's son, you must have used force to silence those who questioned your identity."

"It's hard to deal with the consequences after being killed by a high-ranking priest like Hal, who is a member of the Council. Besides, how can a prophet or saint kill someone instead of convincing them with reason?" The emperor frowned, "It's like when I was crucified. Choose the cross or kill the Roman emperor."

"Then you just wait to be nailed to a mechanical gear, and then you wait for a while to be resurrected. Just like back then."

"That will have to wait thousands of years. I said it would be a waste of time."

"Wait...no...are you really going to be nailed to something and hung up in public, and then do the same thing again?"

"..."

The emperor ended his conversation with Qin Mo with silence.

Malcador, who was silent on the side, pondered for two seconds at this static point in time, and then made a suggestion: "Maybe we don't have to use religious methods to regain Mars."

"If you don't use religious methods to deal with these lunatics of the Mechanicus, how can you tell them the truth of the empire and physical thinking?" The Emperor had never felt that Malcador's idea was as bad as it is now.

"For example, force." Malcador repeated his old tune, "Conquer Mars, and then cleanse the Mechanicus."

"God! I said this won't work, because we will waste a long time and resources in civil war!" The emperor was a little anxious.

Malcador still believes that armed invasion is the best idea: "The Unification War has not yet ended and the original bodies have begun to lead troops to fight. We have plenty of time."

The Emperor calmed down and returned to his usual seriousness: "They must be given a chance to make a choice."

All three were silent.

Macado looked at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo had a noncommittal expression on his face.

Then Malcador proposed to the Emperor: "Then let's perform a huge miracle, such as activating the entire machine soul of Mars, and perform a miracle of production."

"Those machine spirits have become silent for some reason, and I can't feel their existence." The emperor shook his head, and then nodded again, "But your suggestion is very good. If we can create a huge miracle, and it is now If I can’t sense the existence of the machine soul, then it’s feasible.”

"Then...then...wait a minute." Qin Mo was about to put forward an idea when he suddenly realized something, "Are you waiting for me here? Do you want me to show up with you? If you want to say that, just say so. , Why did you beat around the bush for so long?"

The Emperor's eyes moved upward: "If you can come with me... the Lord of Flame does have a good idea, what do you think, Malcador?"

Malcador had a complicated expression.

"Promise me you won't beat around the bush next time." Qin Mo stared into the Emperor's eyes, "Otherwise I will leave Terra immediately with my hyperdrive."

"I promise." The Emperor nodded and raised his hand to swear, "I promise that as long as you work with me to deal with the Mechanicus, I will never beat around the bush again and will speak my mind directly."

"I also swear, if you still don't change your ways next time, I will really leave Terra." Qin Mo turned and walked down Mount Olympus.