Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

In a frightening roar, the patriarch, who had lost his lower body, rolled on the ground.

The beam hit its lower body, leaving a smooth and flat wound.

"Hit!" Qin Mo sped up in surprise and rushed straight to the injured clan leader.

Gray and Grote stood beside Qin Mo, using shotgun lasers to clear a path for him in the torrent of rebels.

The other three people followed behind to clear out the rebels who were surrounding them from behind.

As they advanced, they discovered that every rebel infantryman had tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

The pain of the patriarch is transmitted in the psychic network. Although other individuals cannot empathize with it, they are willing to pay any price to avoid the pain of the patriarch again.

While the rebels were attacking the gravity shield like a torrent, the peripheral rebels began to gather towards the clan leader. They stood in front of the clan leader, Qin Mo and others, acting as human shields while pushing the clan leader forward.

The rebels were crying, wailing, even begging.

But Qin Mo just wanted to increase their pain.

"Human shield? Why do you think I designed different shooting methods for the shoulder cannon?" Qin Mo pointed the shoulder cannon at the position of the clan leader again and fired again.

The beam plowed a straight line through the sea of ​​rebels.

But just as he was about to hit the human shield and the clan leader himself, a psyker suddenly stood in front of the clan leader and released a purple barrier.

The beam bounced off the barrier, plowing another straight line among the rebels until the energy contained in the beam was exhausted.

This psyker was obviously not the other weaklings among the Genestealers. She blocked the beam with ease and stood in front of the clan leader as if she was untouchable.

Qin Mo realized that she was a bishop.

Beside the bishop were six guards wearing purple robes and holding long swords, which made Qin Mo more sure of his identity as bishop.

The Genestealer Guards are so powerful that they can kill their targets before they even notice them.

But Qin Mo is not afraid of them, because this group of people can't do anything now. Could it be that they rush directly into the gravity shield range?

The patriarch stretched out his claws towards the bishop and put them on her shoulders.

The bishop raised his hand and released psychic lightning. The lightning gathered together and exploded, and the gravity shields on Qin Mo and others stopped functioning.

This sudden move caught Qin Mo off guard. He could not figure out how this psychic lightning caused the gravity shield to stop working.

But no matter what, purely material creations are still reliable.

After a large number of rebels seemed to be squeezing Qin Mo and others to death, the gravity shield was restarted under the control of the combat system and was once again able to crush the enemies rushing nearby.

The restart speed was astonishingly fast, and it didn't even give the guards a chance to launch an attack. They still stood there with dignity, as if they were an insurmountable line of defense.

The bishop is not the only one who can release lightning on the battlefield.

Qin Mo still maintained the momentum of charging and raised his hand at the same time.

A bolt of lightning struck the bishop's position, covering the enemies within a hundred meters of his position.

The power of this lightning is not as powerful as the shoulder cannon for the time being, but it is the power of the god of the material universe.

The bishop's psychic barrier was penetrated, but the patriarch blocked her body, blocking the blow that was not fatal to it.

But there were doubts on the patriarch's twisted and terrifying alien face that Qin Mo could decipher.

Both sides have doubts about the other that they cannot understand. For example, the clan leader cannot imagine why someone could make so many terrible weapons in the bottom nest, and even be able to locate its existence.

Qin Mo also couldn't understand why the bishop could stop the gravity shield just now.

But it doesn't matter.

Qin Mo has arrived at a position only 200 meters away from the clan leader. This distance can be covered quickly by a jetpack.

The jetpack's nozzle turned downwards, causing Qin Mo to fly into the air. As he fell, he could see the panic on the faces of everyone around the target.

The bishop was first rescued by the guards and disappeared on the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

This seems to be the order of the patriarch, otherwise the bishop and the guards will give priority to ensuring the survival of the patriarch.

Then Qin Mo fell down.

Pfft.

There was no attack action, but the enemies in a small area around Qin Mo's landing point were still dead because they were within the scope of the gravity shield.

The patriarch lasted less than three seconds under the squeeze of the gravity shield, and his huge body turned into a 2D pattern on the metal ground.

The patriarch dies.

reach the goal.

The rebels on the battlefield collapsed in an instant. They were either running around or kneeling on the ground and crying. Some even wiped each other's necks.

At this moment, Qin Mo had time to think carefully about his plan.

Achieving your goals is no fluke.

The genestealer group in Tyrone Hive has not grown and grown. The reason for their rebellion was only discovered and exposed. Otherwise, they would not be hundreds of thousands but millions or even billions.

It is difficult to use creations such as guard power armor and locators to deal with this kind of chicken thieves without being effective.

"I hope the first person to discover you bastards is safe and sound." Qin Mo turned off the gravity shield, took out the biological tissue extraction equipment from his backpack, and extracted biological tissue from the clan leader's body.

First up is the first tube.

Then Qin Mo also wanted to take away Gray's extraction equipment, and extracted the second tube, and the third tube... until the extraction equipment of the six people was all filled with the biological tissue of the clan leader.

These biological tissues include limbs and muscles, shell and brain tissue, and of course blood.

"There's not much energy left." Gray reminded Qin Mo while firing his shoulder cannon.

From the beginning of the war to now, everyone's shoulder cannons have almost never stopped. While Qin Mo is focusing on dealing with the clan leader, others are responsible for using shoulder cannons to kill the rebels on a large scale and reduce the overall pressure as much as possible.

"I know." Qin Mo nodded, then stood up and called for the unmanned transport plane.

"Do you want us to scoop it up and put it on the transport plane?" Groat asked.

"It's not necessary, it's enough." Qin Mo shook his head.

In the extremely chaotic rebels, the six people waited quietly for the transport plane to arrive, then jumped on the transport plane and returned.

"This war is not over yet." Gray looked down at the rebels being chased by his own ground forces below the transport plane. "The bishop is still alive."

"Of course it's not over yet. How many rebels have we killed?" Qin Mo nodded, and then took out the biological tissue he extracted, "But it will be over soon, I promise."

Qin Mo is confident that he can use these biological tissues to create genetic weapons against gene stealers, which will spread like pesticides in the Tyrone Hive.

When in the distant future, another patriarch falls on this planet and prepares to spread its bloodline, it will be killed by the remaining genetic weapons in the environment.