Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 1126: Tzeentch’s Torture

"My brothers and sisters thought I would like you very much because you bring changes and you are a variable in yourself."

"But their guesses are not entirely correct. At least one thing makes me hate you."

"That's your customary simple and direct way of communicating."

Jianqi interrupted Qin Mo's disclosure and began to express his feelings.

"Because you communicate too simply and directly, you prevent many conflicts that would otherwise occur from happening, misunderstandings from arising, and, in turn, no changes from happening."

"Is this good? This is not good. This is not enough variety!"

Tzeentch felt that he was being tortured.

In fact, it could just leave and not listen to Qin Mo's words if it didn't want to listen.

Qin Mo couldn't stop it, at least not temporarily.

But this is correct behavior for ordinary creatures, but it is impossible for Tzeentch to do so.

Tzeentch looks forward to the changes brought by the unknown, but it also involves the concept of seeking knowledge.

That's why it stayed here and listened to Qin Mo tell it in person what it already knew, cutting off the last possibility of change and surprise, but it just didn't leave.

This is a torture unique to Tzeentch.

"You can obviously guess what I'm going to do." Qin Mo continued, "You suddenly appeared in front of me for no apparent reason and asked me to measure you, just for that little change, bullshit change, what kind of change can there be? You might as well wait for me to give you a surprise, because this can at least extend the two possibilities of whether I can kill into your magic domain or not."

"Speculating the truth and already knowing the truth are completely different!"

Tzeentch argued.

"Because I don't know the truth, I can enjoy the process of reasoning and witnessing the truth. If I knew the truth in advance, then witnessing and reasoning would be meaningless. The happiness that you, a variable, bring to me is no different from that of other real creatures struggling in the gutter!"

Qin Mo waved his hands impatiently: "I don't care what your happiness is, I care about what I want to do and what I must do."

In front of the angry Jianqi, Qin Mo turned around and waved his hand, preparing to return to the warship.

Jianqi watched Qin Mo return to the warship.

The gaze of the Dark God brought extremely heavy psychological pressure to the soulless people on the entire ship. This was not pressure caused by psychic energy, but on the psychological level.

The gaze of a dark god who has brought countless disasters to the real universe is enough to make mortals feel fearful.

"Where are we going now?" the emperor asked Qin Mo who returned to the bridge.

"Return to the real universe." Qin Mo answered the emperor in a daze, "This operation ended too suddenly... But we should go back. The original plan was to return to the real universe after measuring the four gods. I will prepare and then come back."

The Emperor nodded.

Russ stepped forward and interrupted, "Father, please leave Corax and I behind when you are about to leave the Maelstrom." Hearing this, the Emperor suddenly turned his head and looked at Russ.

Russ smiled and explained, "There's no telling what the Thousand Sons will do. I must continue my previous mission with Corax until the eternal feud between Magnus and I finally comes to an end."

"Your descendants are waiting for you to return." Qin Mo reminded Russ, "There is a legend among them about the Hour of the Wolf, saying that you will return when the Legion is facing life and death. They are now fighting in the Maelstrom, and they may be seeking death."

"I know, and I have given them new revelations before we met." Russ's eyes fell on his father's face again, "If I return to my children now, my children will be in danger. The Thousand Sons and Magnus have prepared many things against my children to avenge the Burning of Prospero."

The Emperor then understood that Russ's obsession with the Thousand Sons and Magnus was not out of hatred or entanglement, but was doing something very necessary and serious.

"Can I help you?" the Emperor asked.

"No need. In your opinion, the feud between the Wolf Pack and the Thousand Sons ten thousand years ago is just a trivial matter." Russ's gaze moved back and forth between his father and Qin Mo's faces.

Ruth was right.

Compared to what the Emperor and Qin Mo are doing personally, the feud between the Wolf Group and the Thousand Sons is indeed a trivial matter.

Now in the real universe, the Star Scroll is repairing the Great Vortex. Once the Great Vortex is repaired, psychic power will be weakened to a weaker level in the real universe.

It is unlikely that both the Thousand Sons and Magnus will cause any more trouble in reality.

"If you need help, don't be shy, just ask." Qin Mo said.

When Rus was about to express his gratitude for Qin Mo's promise to help, he heard Qin Mo continue: "Your father ordered you to go to Prospero to destroy the Thousand Sons. If there is anyone who is most obligated to help you, it is obviously your father."

"No, I am only a part of the Emperor of ten thousand years ago." The Emperor quickly defended himself, "But if you need help, Russ, you and Corax both are. If you need help, just come to me, and I will do everything I can."

Hearing this, Russ turned to look at Corax.

The two brothers looked at each other for a few seconds, then nodded with complicated expressions.

The fleet gradually left the warp.

The Star Scroll once again projected a semi-reality, allowing the fleet's faster-than-light travel to be partially effective in the warp.

The entire fleet quickly left the warp and came to the Great Vortex, a place where it was hard to tell whether it was the intersection of reality and the warp or a wound or a crack. The curtain of the Great Vortex had been repaired by 70%.

Without another Golden Crusade, the 70 percent of the Maelstrom that had been repaired was so strong that even the Black Stone could not match it.

Qin Mo ordered the ship to drop Russ and Corax off halfway.

The fleet then continued its normal voyage.

Until the giant starport of the Great Whirlpool Research Base came into view.

Qin Mo stood in front of the string window and asked the emperor in a deep voice without turning his head: "What did you promise to the cold sun so that it could provide half of its power for you to drive?"

(End of this chapter)