Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 1202 Return
"Your reality will be safe."

"The Great Crusade will not fail, your cause will not cease, and your fantastic ideals are no longer dreams, but realities that will soon come true."

"When Neos and I leave, I will close the Eye of Terror here."

The emperor heard Qin Mo, who was standing in front of him, speaking to him.

Qin Mo, who was standing side by side with him, was silent.

"What is it?" The Emperor raised his hand and pointed to the sun. "And how do you know my real name?"

"It is you." Qin Mo glanced at the sun above his head, "It also told me your real name."

As he spoke, Qin Mo stuck the giant axe into the ground, reached out to pick up the necklace around his neck and showed it to the emperor.

"In the heart of the Warp, in that primary reality beyond the Veil, we are friends."

"To be precise, your humanity and I are good friends."

"Your humanity chose to leave that reality and return to the sun. This was a contract he signed with the other wills in the sun. It was also something he was willing to do, because he could control the actions of the sun and help me in the next battle."

Listening to Qin Mo's incomprehensible words, the emperor looked at the necklace hanging around Qin Mo's neck.

The necklace is connected to a brand.

There is a line of words engraved on it.

[VIP guest certificate of Tailong No. 3 Resort World]

"No...you look like a demon." The Emperor said warily.

Qin Mo put down the necklace and pointed to the armor he was wearing: "You mean this? It's the Blood God, and the whip in my hand is Slaanesh."

"Did you accept their reward?" asked the Emperor.

"No, it's just that they still want to trick their other brothers even after they die." Qin Mo raised the whip, "You know, the endless infighting among the dark gods is called the Great Game. Even if they die, they want to participate in the Great Game in another way."

Qin Mo tapped his breastplate: "This is how they continue to participate in the great game."

“…” The emperor looked at Qin Mo in astonishment, feeling that all this was both outrageous and reasonable.

"Your cause is not over yet, but it will succeed." Qin Mo looked at himself across from him, "Without the influence of the gods, the human race will easily achieve any goal under the leadership of Neos, especially since you have left behind the hyperdrive."

Hearing this, Qin Mo, who was standing next to the emperor, looked at Qin Mo under the sun, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"Come back." Qin Mo stretched out his hand. "I'm going to fight Nurgle soon. It has seized many powers of the two gods who have disappeared, so I need to be in 100% condition to fight Nurgle."

Qin Mo nodded again.

He actually knew all this.

After destroying the Nightbringer, he learned everything from Qin Mo, and he was ready to leave as a force one day to deal with the Dark Gods.

So, Qin Mo walked towards himself who was shrouded in the cold sunlight.

After taking a step, the Emperor suddenly grabbed him.

"He can't just leave with you like this." The Emperor stared at the cold sun and the other Qin Mo, "He is the Lord of Fire of this universe. He should stay here. Even if victory is certain, he should see the day when the fruits of victory are born."

A directed psychic blast hit the Emperor.

The Emperor's real body and his projection were in a trance for a moment, and then he heard a voice coming from the sun.

"Neither he nor I had to fight for consent."

"At least you can stay here."

"Don't force me. I will press you onto the toilet in the palace right now! You will be torn into pieces, and then you can come to me and be taken away by me!"

"We are all suffering, but why can you enjoy the moment when your dream career comes true? Don't push me, Neos!"

"..."

Countless voices loomed over the Emperor's soul, and those voices alone were enough to drive the Emperor crazy with agony.

But soon, the sounds disappeared.

Qin Mo looked at the emperor of this universe and said calmly: "If I don't continue to kill the gods, this universe will not be safe and your cause will not be realized."

"Killing gods?" The Emperor was puzzled. "How long have you and that sun been in the warp? Are you sure you are not crazy?" "If we are crazy, this universe would have been eroded by the power of the Blood God and Slaanesh long ago." Qin Mo replied calmly.

As for how long I stayed in the subspace...

Qin Mo had forgotten, he even forgot when he stopped counting time.

Time does not exist and has no meaning in the subspace.

But for those who fight in the warp, it is very meaningful, even if it is only a subjective false existence.

For thousands of years?
Tens of thousands of years?
Hundreds of thousands of years?

Qin Mo tried hard to recall the approximate number, but couldn't remember it.

The only thing he remembered was the time he spent with Guilliman on the agricultural world of Talon before embarking on the path of killing gods.

Under the scorching sun.

Qin Mo and Guilliman were lying on top of the cockpit of the agricultural mecha.

The refreshing feeling brought by the carbonated drink lingers in the throat.

Feel the breeze.

Don't talk about big or important things, there is no small thing in my head.

In the countless years since then, there has been endless fighting in the warp, and there is no longer the ease and leisure of that time.

After recalling for a while, Qin Mo thought about it and said softly: "When the mission of killing gods is over, I will send him back. He is a part of me. He will not forget, nor will he die."

The Emperor remained silent and turned to look at the Lord of Flame who had fought alongside him until now.

The Lord of Flame nodded: "We all know that the gods are the biggest threat... If you need me, I will do it without hesitation."

The Emperor remained silent.

Many, many years later, when the Emperor was sitting under a parasol on the ridge of a field, watching the Primarchs working in the fields, he suddenly heard the familiar sound of a sonic boom and saw a figure falling from the sky, followed by the Primarchs' shouts of extreme surprise...

before that.

Even the Emperor felt that what the bastard wearing Khorne and holding Slaanesh said about "he would be sent back" was all lies and prevarication.

"If you want to go with him, then fine." The emperor's expression turned cold, he took a few steps back, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and looked at him coldly.

The Lord of Flame had a complicated expression. He stared at the emperor for a moment, then turned and walked under the cold sun.

A powerful force that would devour psychic energy began to accumulate, and would devour the entire Eye of Terror after they left.

"I will bring you back," the Emperor said suddenly. "I can enter the Warp as well. So... I will definitely do it."

The Lord of Flame smiled and nodded slightly. After a two-second pause, he said, "Be honest with the Primarchs."

Before the emperor could respond, the cold sun instantly pulled the two Qin Mo below into the subspace.

The material destructive force released by Qin Mo instantly wiped out the Eye of Fear from this real universe.

The Emperor's psychic projection dissipated.

At this moment, the Emperor himself suddenly stood up on the Himalayas of Terra.

The deep golden pupils stared beyond the Himalayas.

On the huge statue, the double-headed eagle with thunder and flames wrapped around its sides still looks shining and noble under the light.

The Emperor squatted down again and raised one hand to rub his temple.

"How should I tell them..."

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Extra story of Mortal God IF line: Mortal God, but 30k (Part ).

The end of the hall.

(End of this chapter)