Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"Like on Bloom?"

Qin Mo lowered his head and repeated the emperor's words, stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck habitually, just like he did when he was not insulated from the physical feeling of fatigue.

"Just like Bloom."

"It seems we really have to deal with more than just the Iron Warriors."

"When will this kind of war end? One after another, a melee, a melee, always a melee."

Qin Mo leaned back on the chair, raised his head and looked at the ceiling, and let out a long breath.

The ceiling is carved with a majestic image of the Lord of Tyrone holding a chainsword and scepter. His expression is full of confidence and high morale.

In the carved scene, many people are surrounding the feet of Lord Tai Lung, looking at where his sword is pointing, with firm expressions.

However, as the protagonist in the carved portrait on the ceiling, Qin Mo's expression is completely opposite to that of the Lord of Tailong.

It wasn't that he was slacking off or discouraged, nor was he discouraged, it was just that Qin Mo felt a little tired mentally.

Being in the Eye of Fear made him feel uncomfortable all over, and such a life might last for centuries, even ten centuries, or even thousands of years.

The only thing that makes him feel lucky is that even if there is a black stone creation to create a time flow area on the Eye of Terror expedition fleet, the time flow rate is still completely different from the outside world. This war may really take a long time, but in Not particularly long on a feeling level... maybe.

"Bloom was just an accident, but the war on the iron ring was really planned for a long time." The emperor in front of him did not encourage or comfort like the human will, only a cold interpretation of the subspace information, "In short, be prepared Well, I will stay with you for a long time and play a greater role than my humanity."

"Yes." Qin Mo nodded, his eyes slowly moving down from the ceiling, and finally a trace of joy appeared in his eyes, "Since things in the subspace will happen in the past, present and future at the same time, the most intense battle between the four gods The fighting has not stopped yet, does this mean that their current situation will continue?”

The emperor thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "In your feelings, yes."

Then the Emperor stopped talking about those distant or grand things, and brought the topic back to the current war: "Warn Ryan, he will either withdraw all the Titan Legion and Knights from the unbreakable defense line now, or prepare for a fight." There is only one reason for preparing for a Titan battle, and that is that Vashtor is coming soon, and he will use the webway to bring reinforcements directly to the Iron Ring without using a fleet."

"Vashtor is really active." Qin Mo was not surprised.

He held a discussion with Guilliman and Lion, and unanimously decided that the iron ring used by the Iron Warriors was built with Vashtor's help.

If the Eye of Terror still exists after the war, Vashtor will be jointly awarded the title of Guardian of the Eye of Terror by the human traitors.

"This is a good thing. It is a good thing that it is involved in this war. It is much better than staying aloof and doing nothing." The emperor said, "Because you can know what it is doing and where...it has obtained the three artifacts. By appearing in the war, we at least have the possibility of regaining the three artifacts."

"Three artifacts?" Qin Mo was stunned, "Three artifacts that are similar to the Webway Shield Machine?"

"Yes." The emperor nodded.

Qin Mo rubbed his face, closed his eyes and thought about it. In the end, he didn't say anything and just turned around and left.

But before leaving, he stopped again. Apparently something suddenly occurred to him, so he turned around and asked, "What kind of tests did your human nature say the clone originals might suffer?"

"I don't know yet." The emperor responded.

Qin Mo didn't complain or ask any questions, but just asked a few questions: "They seem to have entered the signal shielding area. Where are the clones and what are they doing?"

"Waiting," the Emperor replied, "dividing the pot."

…

At the same time, inside the hoop.

The Loyalist Iron Warrior Locke and his Dark Eldar teammates have left to join the battle on the Iron Ring. At this time, the expeditionary force personnel who are still inside the Iron Ring are left to face the future test of the Emperor's human will. The dormant clones were left behind.

The Cloning Primarchs live in the tribe of the Skinless Ones. These huge, ferocious-looking monsters know how to survive and hide. They have moved their bases with the Cloning Primarchs several times, and until now, the Iron Warriors traitors have not been able to discover them. .

The waiting time is boring, but at this moment, the clones are not as leisurely and indifferent as usual, and the atmosphere between them is slightly tense.

The clones, who were loyalists, gathered around a square steel table that one of the Skinless Ones had found somewhere.

The rebel clones were scattered in twos and threes, and almost all of them remained silent, except for Horus.

Horus held a data tablet in his hand, which displayed dense text. The signature at the bottom of these texts, which brought together countless works, was: Society for the Study of Letters and History.

It was the Society for Historical Research that was founded by Guilliman to conduct historical research on taboo and hidden secrets.

"According to what is said above, after my body launched a rebellion, not all loyalists were present during the siege of Terra..." Horus said.

Before he could finish speaking, Rogal Dorn in the clone Primarch interrupted Horus's speech: "What are you doing, Lion? When I need you and your legion to serve me, what are you doing?" What?"

"..." Ryan was silent.

The clones had many discussions about the past during this time.

From the perspective of this moment, the clone primarchs whose memories ended at the end of the Great Crusade discussed what happened later. They recalled whether there were traces of corruption in the Legion, and talked about what happened to the loyal heirs who belonged to the original body in their memories. What it looks like and how they end up.

What is going on now is a simulation.

The clone Primarchs talked about the events of the Horus Heresy, putting themselves in their shoes and conducting a derivation of "what would have been the wise thing to do at that time."

This discussion wasn't even intended to have any positive outcome, it was just to kill time.

"My body is fighting behind enemy lines. If it were me, I would have made the same decision." Ryan picked up a Chaos Space Marine arm that the Skinless Ones had eaten, and the gauntlet fell gently on the table due to his swing. edge position.

There is a line there that says Horus Heresy.

"You might as well ask Guilliman what his true form is doing, because his tardiness is the purest, and it is not a tardiness to achieve some strategic goal." Ryan added.

Dorn slowly turned his head, then looked down at Guilliman.

Guilliman, who had his head lowered, raised his head and looked up at Dorne: "You seem to be talking a lot today."

Donne's behavior at this time was completely different from the image he had in other people's minds, and he was particularly focused on this discussion.

Only Angron noticed that Dorne had a complicated emotion. Dorne might be very dissatisfied with the outcome of the rebellion, so he was racking his brains to find a perfect defense plan. This urgency caused him to behave like this now. It was as if his body was attacking the bodies of the other two clone brothers.