Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 1099 Hero Malcador

Time begins to flow backwards.

The subspace influence of the maelstrom, which is a rift in the subspace, has reached a point where nothing can be reached. The black stone of the maelstrom research base was still activated, and the entire maelstrom was compressed to the limit.

After several people involved in Operation Time left the current time node, the Tyron Navy, the New Badab Sector Fleet and the Space Wolves Chapter launched another round of mopping up the Red Corsairs.

Orikan used the device provided by Qin Mo and borrowed the power of the Star God to control the entire timeline.

It was tuned to the point in time where the Emperor wanted to be.

If the timeline of the real universe is a straight line, then the opened time channel is like drawing an arc between two points on the line.

The first destination has been reached.

Qin Mo looked around and found that this was the interior of the palace.

When Tai Lung was negotiating to ease relations with the Empire, he came to the palace as the leader of the Tai Lung forces, but did not go to the throne because the Imperial Army refused to allow the Lord of Tai Lung to get even half a step closer to the throne.

But now Qin Mo saw the throne.

But the one sitting on the golden throne was not the Emperor, but Malcador.

"Isolate this area and don't let any creatures get close." Orikan said to the Burner. "I want to continue calculating, so this work is your responsibility."

Burner didn't react at all.

Just like a human being cannot hear the chirping of ants.

"Do as it says." Qin Mo looked at the Burner.

The Burner nodded and disappeared.

The pure material power forms an invisible and undetectable barrier near the throne. No living thing can get close, and no living thing can come close.

Outside the palace, the roar of the general's cannon was deafening.

Orican also deliberately set the time point at the moment when the Imperial Guards went to listen to Waldo's orders, so no one would disturb them.

"Hero Malcador." The emperor said to Qin Mo with a heavy and mournful expression, "This is the Malcador I call, he took my place on the Golden Throne for a while, and then this immortal, the powerful psyker, because of this Withered by an act of heroic sacrifice.”

Qin Mo nodded.

Qin Mo once told the emperor that whether the emperor believed it or not, he knew a lot about Malcador.

Now that he actually saw the imperial prime minister named Malcador, and witnessed the moment when Malcador sacrificed himself to sit on the Golden Throne during the Horus Heresy, he still felt excited and tragic.

"He is burning." Qin Mo said, "Just like Uslan, he is burning. He chose to give up himself for a larger goal and join the game."

"Yes." The Emperor nodded slowly and added, "I have always had a regret, that is, if I could have said more to Malcador when I parted ways."

"I suggest you don't say it." Orikan stopped the calculation and reminded, "I haven't seen what Malcador's thread of fate looks like, but even a beetle can guess his thread of fate because of his last actions before his end. And connected to the fate of the entire human race, a small impact will lead to consequences that we cannot bear. "

The Emperor glanced back at the talkative Orikan. He understood the consequences, otherwise he would have rushed up and pulled Malcador off the throne.

"I never want to say this, but I really feel from the bottom of my heart that you came too late." The emperor looked at Qin Mo with endless regret and melancholy in his tone, "If you could have appeared earlier... I I know this sounds harsh, but I am really not harsh. I am extremely grateful that you can stand up. But I still think this countless times. If you had appeared earlier, ten thousand years ago, maybe you would have been there. Everything will be different."

"It really is maybe."

At this time, Qin Mo couldn't help but want to have a heart-to-heart talk with this top human psychic named Emperor.

"But if I really appeared ten thousand years ago, when your human will had not yet been separated, and you were still the king who hid his humanity, I don't know how I could make you feel that I We have a common goal.”

"Maybe we will become enemies, or I will lead the humans of the old night era in a corner of the galaxy to become a force like Tyrone today. Then you may choose to compromise during the Great Crusade, and we will each be suspicious of working together. Until each other understands each other’s thoughts.”

Qin Mo couldn't find any problems with his speculation. This man with the greatest ideals and goals always used the most realistic thinking to deduce something.

The Emperor was silent for a moment and said softly: "As long as I get along with you for a while, no one will think that you are a Star God instead of a person who uses the power of the Star God. I think so."

Qin Mo looked at the throne, thought for a moment, and then looked at the emperor: "Even if it goes as smoothly as you said, working with the complete you is still a kind of torture."

"It must be the same for both of us." The emperor felt a little emotional, "You also tortured me with your mind-reading communication. If you replace me with the complete me, after knowing that I have this human part, you will only The torture was even more vigorous."

Qin Mo nodded in agreement.

"The Imperial Army is coming." Burner floated over, "Kill them?"

"No! Of course not!" The Emperor shook his head vigorously and said to Orikan, "Take us out of here quickly."

After taking one last look at Malcador, the Emperor's vision was obscured by matter constructed from the power of the C'tan.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the moment when he disappeared, the emperor seemed to see Malcador opening his eyes with difficulty and looking at him.

Orican's calculation still takes some time, and everyone travels on the timeline to the next place where the emperor wants Orican to open the time channel.

This time, what appeared in Qin Mo's field of vision was not the throne and the palace, or even Terra - not the Terra in his memory, but a beautiful plain with green grass and gentle breeze.

Qin Mo's perception of space immediately realized that he was still in Terra, Terra in the ancient times.

The location here is an area that disappeared before the 30th millennium of the human race - Asia Minor.

On the plains, a boy grazing herds saw several strange people suddenly appearing.

The Emperor used his psychic powers to weaken the barrier of C'tan power, and he allowed himself to be seen by the herding boy.

"My destiny is not on the curtain." The emperor said to Qin Mo, who was about to dissuade him. "In order to prevent others from finding my real name and prying into my destiny, I have long separated myself. Even some things are We don’t need to influence the past me. The past me knows that we don’t need to be too careful about things about me.”

"Like me, you have jumped out of the Three Realms and are no longer among the Five Elements?" Qin Mo said.

The Emperor smiled and turned to look at the boy grazing.

(End of this chapter)