Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 1183 Next door
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The winds of magic howled across the plains.

High elves, lizardmen, humans...all races of the Order camp are neatly lined up on the plains.

Opposite these armies united to fight against Chaos are the scattered but powerful tribesmen of the wilderness and the Chosen Ones wearing heavy armor.

A man in armor riding a warhorse appeared in front of the Chaos battle formation. He wore a helmet that looked like it had three eyes and wielded a greatsword wrapped in flames.

He rode his horse at full speed in front of the battle line, roaring loudly to intimidate his followers.

The two sides then engaged in a bloody battle on the plains.

Human steam tanks charged at Khorne's Bronze Bull Cavalry.

Dwarven helicopters and Tzeentch demons in aerial combat.

Skulls made of fire stalk the battlefield.

A huge dark purple pendulum suddenly appeared above the heads of a phalanx of human infantry, instantly taking away the lives of thousands of people.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and golden lightning tore through the red sky.

The man riding a griffin and wearing gorgeous armor raised a golden hammer and rushed towards the Great Demon of Nurgle, shouting: "The enemy stops at Middenheim! For Sigmar!"

While this astonishing melee was going on, a psychic gate opened and closed on a hill not far away.

A tall warrior in silver armor, an ordinary human in tattered clothes and bare hands, and three wood elves emerged from the psychic gate.

"Kaldor, this is my world." The wood elf named Alaros pointed to the plain where the battle was taking place ahead. "It is on the verge of destruction. Once the enemy takes Middenheim, we will completely lose hope of counterattacking."

"You seem to need a general cannon or a storm missile." Cardo looked at the battlefield and turned to Alaros and said, "If you need a big killer, ask him for help."

Alaros knew that the tall silver-armored knight in front of him was referring to the ordinary human being who looked unremarkable.

Alaros didn't think that this ordinary human with bare hands and no special features was anything powerful.

"This……"

Qin Mo ignored Alaros's gaze and looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.

"What the fuck is this?"

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"What the hell?!"

Qin Mo suddenly sat up from the bed and looked around in surprise.

What he saw was not an ancient battlefield, but a gorgeous bedroom full of technological style.

This meant that he was still where he was supposed to be - on a ship bound for the front lines of the Great Crusade.

"What terrible dream did you have that disturbed your sleep?"

The voice of AI sounded in the bedroom, and a blue woman projection named Kona appeared in front of Qin Mo's bed.

"I dreamed that I went to the next door... No, it was a place in the Middle Ages." Qin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I thought I was taken to the Middle Ages next door... The Great Expedition has just begun."

"Your dream in another universe or era?" Kona wrote it down. "This is the twelfth time you've had a dream with similar content."

"Yeah." Qin Mo stood up from the bed, walked to the water dispenser and picked up the cup, then put the cup down, went back to the bedside and took out a bottle from the mountain of drinks in the refrigerator inside the bed.

laugh--

The sound of carbonated drinks being deflated could be heard.

Qin Mo took a sip from the drink bottle, then stood by the porthole and looked at the void outside.

The transport ship had just arrived at a beautiful galaxy, where gorgeous nebulae could be seen. Those nebulae seemed to exist just to make the universe less monotonous.

God knows why those nebulae look so decorative.

Qin Mo was not in the mood to appreciate the nebula and was still recalling the dream he had just had.

Just as Kona said, this was the twelfth time that Qin Mo had dreamed of himself being in another universe.

Once, Qin Mo dreamed that he was in a broken universe on the verge of destruction.

I once dreamed that I was in a universe in the 62nd millennium of the human race. In that universe, humans were still in dire straits, and the empire was still in turmoil.

There was one time that was even more outrageous.

Qin Mo dreamed that he was fighting swords with Khorne in the Warp.

Qin Mo felt that unless he was crazy, he would never leave the real universe and go to the subspace to fight with the dark gods.

"Do you think that the Middle Ages is really the next door to this universe?" Qin Mo suddenly turned around and looked at Kona and asked.

"I don't think so." Kona answered decisively, "If, as you said before, the location of the Middle Ages is a planet, then the first void scan conducted after the navigation tower was activated would have discovered the existence of this strange planet."

Qin Mo nodded.

Actually, Kona is right.

Shortly after the launch of the Flame Lord and the Emperor's Vision, and once the Great Crusade had officially begun, the Navigation Tower would scan the entire galaxy.

Qin Mo was still wondering at that time whether he would find a planet in a corner of the Milky Way, with lizardmen, high elves, humans, dwarves...

It turns out not.

But maybe not in the Milky Way.

who cares.

"The latest progress of the Great Expedition." Qin Mo gave the order.

"The Great Crusade has been going on for seven months, and we have recovered 421 star systems. This is thanks to the faster-than-light speed of our fleet and the determination and bravery of our warriors," Kona replied.

"It's quite fast." Qin Mo nodded, not too surprised.

These more than 400 star systems were not conquered one by one by the Primarchs, Thunder Warriors or mortals. Seventy percent of them chose to welcome the royal army with food and drink after hearing the news, and among the remaining thirty percent, fifteen percent chose to surrender after seeing the expedition fleet with their own eyes.

The expedition fleet is not large. On average, a Primarch or an expedition commander can get four or five warships and some transport ships.

But if they encounter a tough enemy in the void battle, the Lord of Flame and the Dream will jump to the enemy's doorstep within three days.

"I guess the expedition won't go smoothly now." Qin Mo took a sip of his drink, paused, and continued, "The Primarchs encountered a very powerful alien race. Their territory is not large, but their strength is not small... But they won't last long, they will be finished soon."

"Because that's what you go to the front lines to do." Kona nodded.

"No, actually I have another thing to do when I go to the front line..." Qin Mo looked at the pocket watch in his hand with a dim look.

Kona checked the route and the transport ship's logbook, retrieved some information, and then suddenly asked: "Lorgar Aurelion is in a star system only two jumps away from us. He just conquered that star system and is about to rush to the front line. Do you want to stop by to see him?"

Lorgar is in a galaxy next to the current galaxy.

He conquered the galaxy called Los, and then because of his radical decisions regarding Los, a galaxy with an extremely strong religious atmosphere, Los quickly rebelled after being conquered.

So, of course, Qin Mo had to go meet Luo Jia.

"Okay." Qin Mo put away his pocket watch, his face not looking good, "I was just about to say this, set a route for me to Luo Jiana next door."

(End of this chapter)