Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

After watching the Forge General leave, Guilliman sat in a chair and thought about it.

The original body spent less than ten seconds thinking about Vic's safety, its acceptance by the High Lords Council, the internal conflicts of the Mechanicus, the future improvement of the Mechanicus, religious beliefs... This series The problems were all thought out simultaneously by the original body's brain.

After determining that the urgent priority of these matters was far lower than the enemy Necron, Guilliman waved his hand and directed the communication to Qin Mo.

The communication was quickly connected, and Qin Mo's projection appeared in the conference room. Guilliman had already talked to him before the large meeting of the High Lords Council, and now Qin Mo seemed to be traveling at super-light speed in the void. travel.

"Vic turned out to be the new forged general." Guilliman started by talking about the forged general.

"Him?" Qin Mo was obviously stunned for a moment, "He is actually the new founding general? This sage just quietly entered the High Lords Council?"

Guilliman rubbed his head: "I thought you brought this guy here to help me."

"No...it doesn't matter. Anyway, he can really help you with matters related to the Mechanicus Order." Qin Mo said.

Guilliman nodded.

The matter about Vic was temporarily forgotten, and the original body said what he really wanted to say: "I have found a way to make the High Lords Council openly accept the war with those skeletons. Next, the Empire There will be mobilization.”

"How many troops can the empire mobilize? Is it as high as during the Golden Expedition?" Qin Mo asked.

"It will be much higher than the Golden Crusade." Guilliman stood up from his chair and walked to the porthole to look at the huge weapons array of the Stone Fortress. "Before the Golden Crusade, I tried to improve the empire's mobilization system."

"I succeeded."

"With the promotion results of the Dimension Engine, the establishment of the new communication system, and the new improvement plan I designed for the Astra Militarum and the Astartes Chapter, the new mobilization system was successfully established."

"In this war, the Empire will mobilize hundreds of billions of mortal armies. In addition to those Astartes who have to stick to their duties, all Astartes who have been reorganized into legions can also participate in the war."

"This is mobilization at its most extreme."

After listening to what Guilliman said, Qin Mo thought about it. He felt that the empire's advantages had been developed to the limit by Guilliman, under the current circumstances.

There are countless worlds in the empire's territory, and the population is naturally also countless. This is the basis of the empire's huge size, and the basis of Abaddon's previous expeditions that bloodletted the empire but the empire is still standing.

Guilliman can be called the strongest ruler, because he can make full use of all advantages to improve the situation of the Empire, and he can handle countless things at the same time. The dense white hair on his head as big as a small engine Every hair is proof that a big thing has been accomplished.

"This is the tragedy of mankind." Guilliman suddenly said, "We have many powerful weapons, but these weapons are not powerful enough to fill all the gaps between us and the enemy. This leads to the need for us to pile up Seeking to expand advantages through the number of iterations.”

"This will not be a long-lasting sorrow." Qin Mo said, "Tailon Sector will equip the Astra Militarum with the latest weapons that can directly destroy the Necron Warriors without giving them a chance to regenerate. The huge numerical advantage coupled with With advanced weapons, our chances of winning will be greatly improved.”

Guilliman nodded: "This makes me happy. At least not all humans have to rely on a technological religion to slowly produce weapons and equipment."

Qin Mo did not answer. He found that Guilliman had become particularly vicissitudes and sadness at this time. It seemed that something had affected Guilliman.

"In the later stages of the Golden Expedition, in order to prevent the war from delaying and expanding, I have ordered the implementation of a new mobilization plan."

"Countless star sectors and countless imperial worlds have begun large-scale conscription, and countless worlds have been turned into industrial worlds to maintain the logistics of the larger-scale Astra Militarum."

As he spoke, Guilliman turned his head and cast a sad look at Qin Mo.

"Countless men and women were mobilized. They may come from a world similar to the Middle Ages, perhaps from an idyllic world, or perhaps from a prosperous and advanced world. They were found by the operators of the Empire's Logistics Department, and were directly stuffed into transport ships and sent away. Cadia-like fortress world for military training.”

"Then, the emperor statues in these worlds began to weep. Whether they were statues in the National Church Square or in civilian homes, they were all weeping. The weather in the entire world became gloomy, and there was a continuous flow of fine particles that did not accumulate. It rains constantly in these worlds."

"Whenever an operator from the Logistics Department arrives in a world, the vision I mentioned will appear in that world."

"The Emperor is weeping, the throne is weeping."

"It's as if the Emperor already knows the fate of hundreds of billions of men and women, and the price the Empire of Man will pay for war with those skeletons."

After saying this, Guilliman suddenly felt a little more relaxed. At least he had a friend who could tell the truth to each other, and he didn't have to be alone in this universe and always show his toughest side to others.

Qin Mo was silent for a long time.

This is not the first time that the Emperor sheds tears. There was also a phenomenon of the Emperor crying in 500.M41.

His present state left him with past, present, and future pain that tore apart his will, but he never told or shed a tear about his experience.

And when the fate of the human species reached a turning point in the forty-first millennium, the Emperor wept for the fate of the human species.

"What does the state religion say?" Qin Mo finally spoke.

"The Ecclesiarchy declares these to be the Emperor's tragic tears, because the drizzle that fell on many worlds drove away plagues and diseases and repaired the bodies of the disabled, so the Pope said that this was the Emperor's encouragement to mankind to join in an inevitable war. The Holy War was victorious, but the Emperor shed tears for the warriors who were about to die in the Holy War," Guilliman said. "This greatly improved the morale of the Empire, and people in some religious worlds and even the entire world joined the Star. Realm Army, this incident also made it easier for me to convince the high lords, but we all know what the real reason is.”

"Yeah." Qin Mo nodded.

The conversation between the two fell into silence again.

After a few minutes, Qin Mo spoke: "I can't say anything grand. I can only guarantee that Tai Lung will provide every Astra Militarum ally with sufficient supplies and life support, and the casualties in the war will be reduced to as low as possible." "

Guilliman nodded, "Thank you."

Qin Mo was silent for a while and said goodbye.

Communication ends.

At this time, Calgar entered the conference room. When he wanted to report something to his genetic father, Guilliman returned to what he should be like as an imperial regent.