Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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The network road ahead seems to be endless, and everywhere you look is a terrifying product of the fusion of flesh and machinery.

Qin Mo and his party still have the motivation to continue moving forward because Piccolo said that they were indeed moving in the webway instead of standing still.

After advancing for an unknown amount of time, the detection system of Qin Mo's armor showed that there were other lives nearby. When he was immediately preparing to fight, a rickety and aging figure slowly walked out of the corner in front.

The moment the two sides met and looked at each other, they both began to look at each other.

In Qin Mo's eyes, he was an old man with a gray beard wearing a judge's uniform.

Looks just like Eisenhorn.

The inquisitor was obviously stunned for a moment, and then immediately saluted Guilliman: "Regent, are you here to help us inquisitors exploring the webway?"

Guilliman raised his eyebrows and stroked the barrel of the gun mounted on the Hand of Command.

Qin Mo also raised the chain sword.

The Inquisitors are dead in the webway. This is the consensus between Qin Mo and Guilliman. Apart from the crazy Inquisitor who was protected by the strange talisman before, there can be no other living people.

And it is even more impossible for the Inquisitor to remain in the webway after the death of the crazy Inquisitor.

Of course, except for those inquisitors who were made into rituals and whose team members were nine more or nine less than the previous team, they were still "alive" in a sense.

In addition to Qin Mo and Guilliman's reactions, Piccolo's reaction was more direct, because he could directly understand what the guy in front of him was.

Click——

The sound of mechanical structure operating sounded.

Piccolo instantly raised the living weapon in his hand, and the weapon instantly turned into a pump-action shotgun. When Piccolo raised the gun, the trigger was pulled.

With an explosion, the old inquisitor in front of him was blown four meters away by flying projectiles, with holes everywhere on his body.

And the moment he was hit by the projectile, feathers flew everywhere.

"Sure enough." Piccolo picked up the feathers scattered on the ground, looked at them, and then looked at the so-called judge in front of him.

The judge was covered in blood, and the body under the black robe was no longer a rickety and aging human body, but a demonic body covered with messy blue feathers.

It looks like an ever-changing demon, but it has characteristics that most demons don't have.

A scepter with two heads hanging from a book.

No matter what tricks it came up with when it came out pretending to be a human, it revealed its identity as Carlos when it was knocked down.

wisps of green smoke emitted from the muzzle of the shotgun in Piccolo's hand. When it retracted the gun, Qin Mo walked up to Carlos and pointed the chain sword directly at the Almighty Demon Lord: "What's your name?"

"Carlos!" one of the heads answered.

"Kaye!" replied the other head.

As soon as he finished speaking, the head of the man who answered that his name was "Kaye" was cut off by the chain sword and fell to the ground while still shouting: "I told the truth, why did you chop me down! My name is Kayah! I am Not Carlos!”

The scream of the skull ended when Guilliman stepped forward and crushed it with his foot.

Carlos, who had only one head left, touched the empty neck on the other side blankly. The head that could only tell the truth looked at Qin Mo nervously: "Don't do anything! We are allies!"

Qin Mo said nothing, just looked at the remaining head of Carlos.

If the previous inference about Tzeentch's intervention was just an inference, now seeing Carlos, Qin Mo could confirm without hesitation that Tzeentch had intervened.

The previous ritual of eighty-one people, and the other "wanderers" mentioned by the mad inquisitor, are all related to Tzeentch.

But Qin Mo decided to make use of this demon's characteristics, otherwise he wouldn't just chop off one of Carlos's heads.

"Why are you here?" This is Qin Mo's biggest question now.

"Perform the ritual." Carlos' head that could only speak the truth answered without hesitation.

"Tell me the whole story!" Qin Mo yelled, and the chain sword was once again placed on Carlos' neck where only the head was left.

Carlos immediately explained: "I was ordered by the Lord of Changes to come to perform the ritual. I have arranged more than a dozen rituals in which the judges were sacrificed. The purpose of the ritual is not to stop or kill you, but to destroy the tiles." The Webway created by Shtor, because Vashtor used the Discord Engine to help Pest Boar search for the Deathly Hallows in the Webway. My purpose has nothing to do with you. If we cooperate, we can achieve our goal together!"

Carlos told the truth honestly.

Guilliman naturally believed it, because he also knew that Carlos's characteristic was that he always told the truth.

But like Qin Mo, although Guilliman believed in the authenticity of what Carlos said, it did not mean that he believed that what Carlos said was everything.

Fraud and lies are just inferior means in the eyes of the All-Changing Demon Lords. They are actually better at using the truth to confuse others.

Part of the truth, but also the truth.

"Who helped Vashtor obtain the Discord Engine?" Qin Mo asked.

"The Lord of Change!" Carlos replied, "But Vashtor is not just content with cooperating with my master. His alliance with other destructive powers has angered my master, which is why I was sent here."

"What's the use of the ritual consisting of eighty-one sacrifices?" Qin Mo asked again.

"Detection, activation, it is the beginning and introduction of a large-scale ritual, and the ritual made by the inquisitors can destroy Vashtor's webway. This is the purpose of my coming here. I just said it." Ross answered again.

Qin Mo asked about all the things he was puzzled about. Although Carlos was obviously not a qualified answering machine, what he said could at least be used as a reference. Compared with the clueless guessing, there was finally one more clue.

"Destroy Vashtor's webway?" Guilliman asked. "The Inquisitors, who total no more than two hundred people, can achieve such a goal with their rituals?"

"Of course, because they are all psykers." Carlos answered without hesitation again.

Qin Mo held the chain sword tightly: "Last question. Does your master have any conspiracy against me?"

After hearing this question, Carlos did not answer immediately. Its eyes flashed with a cunning light, and it seemed to think for a moment before saying: "There is no conspiracy, but it is by no means ignoring your existence. It has given you a Item…gift.”

"Gift?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, extremely confused.

"Yes, a gift. That's why I said we are allies rather than enemies. It is helping you achieve your goal." Carlos nodded slowly, "You want to destroy the Discord Engine, you want to kill Vash Thor, you still have more desires, and it will help you realize them one by one. This is a gift."