Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"I said before that I once fought with Dantioch."

"That's not the whole truth."

When the original clones all retreated and were wary of Locke as a freak hatched from the fetal sac of chaos, Locke just slowly explained.

"I did not survive being stuffed into a Deathclaw drop pod by Dantioch, but I was shamefully amputated and captured by a traitor to the Emperor's Children Legion."

"Then I survived in the hands of those traitors."

"They tortured me, blinded my eyes, peeled off my skin, and used all kinds of hateful chemicals to turn me into a crazy lunatic."

"But in the end I survived, as tenacious as steel."

Locke tapped his armplate.

The arm armor looked like armor attached to an iron hand. It was connected to Locke's limbs as a whole, rather than being an obvious wearable like normal Astartes armor.

This is true of both his feet and hands.

And Locke's eyes are not biological eyes, but extremely well disguised bionic eyes.

Obviously, the implants and various prosthetics he uses are of relatively high quality, so under normal circumstances, it is not obvious that he is actually covered with various implants, organic biological tissues and metals on the same body. The ratio is 50/50.

"During the battle between Lord Regent and Fulgrim, the warship of the Emperor's traitors that I was on was shattered and crashed. When I woke up, I found myself in a tribe on an unknown planet. .”

"It's the tribe of the Skinless Ones."

"Because my skin has been peeled off by my captors, the Skinless Ones regard me as one of their own."

"They took care of me, taught me to pray to gods, and taught me how to survive."

"That tribe of skinless people has an existence called a mother, and that mother is a chaotic fetal sac that was abandoned along with the planet."

With these words, Locke put on his helmet again and looked at the skinless ones.

"Something happened later. The Skinless tribe was completely slaughtered, but I survived. I took revenge on the executioners. I was hunted and hunted. I fled until I found where I belonged again."

After listening to Locke's explanation, Horus looked at Magnus.

The psychic light in Magnus's eyes gradually dimmed, then he looked at Horus and nodded.

Seeing Magnus's reaction, Horus knew that this guy had read Locke's mind. In fact, he knew everything, he just didn't say anything.

"What nonsense!"

An angry shout attracted Horus' attention. He turned around and found that it was Perturabo who had made a questioning voice.

"You said you fell into the hands of the Emperor's traitor, so how could you still be alive?"

"You said that the Skinless tribe that saved you believed in the Emperor. Are you kidding me? The Emperor didn't even get to the Golden Throne when you followed Dantioch! A group of mutant believers are older than the Pope of the Ecclesiarchy. ?”

"If you are sent here to act by someone else, then act well for me, and don't do this useless and painful drama for me!"

The person questioning him in Locke's eyes was not a clone of Perturabo, but a Thunder Warrior, so he felt strange.

"He was telling the truth, but there were some things that even he couldn't figure out." Magnus defended Locke. "What he didn't say was that he suffered far more than cruelty like skinning."

Perturabo turned his head sharply to look at Fulgrim.

The clone of Fulgrim, the primarch of the Emperor's Children, was also present at this time. He already knew very well what his own body and his descendants had done.

So Clone Fulgrim not only believed that Locke's skin had been peeled off, but also believed that his skin was hanging on the body of a certain Emperor's traitor at this moment.

"You bastard is as good as Perturabo." Locke ignored this strange "Thunder Warrior" and turned around to communicate with the Skinless Men, asking them if they knew the war blacksmith that the Thunder Warriors wanted to hunt. clues.

Perturabo glanced at everyone and growled coldly: "Are we here to fight or are we here for tourism? We are running around, I don't know how long we have been in this shit place and we still haven't found that damn war blacksmith, Horus. He said we were going to kill the War Blacksmith, that's all he said to us, when did he become so unprofessional?"

After telling the other brothers, Perturabo pointed to Horus: "There is only one truth! That is, this bastard didn't come to kill any war blacksmith at all. He just made up a random reason to deceive us all. I looked at this and that along the way, just like a group of bastards on an outing."

In the memories of other clones, Perturabo would not have said so many words, and if the clone is different from the original body in terms of personality, it cannot be called a clone.

Horus did not get angry like the others who thought Perturabo was inexplicable. He was just surprised that Perturabo noticed it.

This is true.

In the eyes of other brothers, Perturabo is a nerd in positional warfare and technology, an emotional handicap, and his level of indifference to people's hearts is as good as Ryan's.

But Perturabo has a subtlety in his roughness, and his heart is actually very sensitive.

He can detect things that others cannot easily detect, but he never says it.

However, this kind of sensitive mind is not the ability to read minds. Perturabo was not sure at first that Horus and the others were trying to pull him over to test him. He only vaguely felt this way because Horus always let him go. In front, he also asked Angron, a guy who could feel other people's emotions, to walk beside him.

And when the beheading battle turned into a journey, Perturabo felt that everything he and his brothers had experienced since coming to the Iron Ring was directed against him.

After seeing the Skinless Ones and hearing about Locke just now, Perturabo instantly felt that there was something fishy about his encounter with the Skinless Ones.

There is also Locke. His appearance is not right. It is just too much of a coincidence. There are so many people involved in the infiltration and the place is so big. Why do you just bump into him? And he's just an Iron Warriors loyalist?

It was hard for Perturabo not to think that this journey full of coincidences was a loyalty test prepared for someone, and that someone was obviously him, absolutely right.

"us……"

"us……"

Perturabo fell silent as he spoke.

He suddenly felt that he should not be angry because of this journey, because he was a clone of the rebel original body, and it was normal for him to be suspected. There seemed to be no reason to defend himself.

But the truth is this, and Perturabo understands this truth, but he understands it and feels unhappy at the same time.