Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

As one of the troops participating in the war, the Kassa Dynasty commanded their craftsmen who knew nothing about combat, using AIs using undead bodies.

The huge but extremely cumbersome void war machines and ships of the Kassa Dynasty, although they cannot accompany their gods in the charge as they strongly hope, they are an excellent defensive force.

When the human fleet is too far forward, the Kassa Dynasty's fleet can defend every distance from the celestial engine to the human fleet.

However, the clumsy tactics and fighting habits that even the AI ​​could not change caused the Casa Dynasty to suffer huge war losses. Almost every second, many ships were exploded into living metal fragments in the void at this moment.

The Forge Council of the Kassa Dynasty came up with a strategy that even the AI ​​would find difficult not to adopt.

The battle craftsmen of the Casa Dynasty lined up on the world engine. The production facilities similar to the star ports that were brought out immediately started to build ships. Whenever the ship was built and left the port, the battle craftsmen were teleported to it. .

Such losses and replacements made it impossible for the French emperor and overlords under Szarak, who were no less strategically and tactically inferior to Imotek, to find any flaw that could tear apart the Kasa Dynasty's fleet line.

The battle went smoothly, but when the Star Gods fought through obstacles and reached the next god-killing weapon, the Star God named Tracer appeared in front of them.

The Tracer's appearance resembles a slender, elegant humanoid.

Qin Mo flew directly past this star god. The trace seeker could not stop him, nor could it stop the remaining star gods who flew past it.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Mo had already made arrangements to deal with the Tracer's star god, the Chronicler.

The Chronicler released antimatter meteors when it slowed down, and the Tracer responded with the same attack method. The antimatter meteors of the two collided together, triggering an unimaginable spread of energy.

If the subspace influence were not amplified within the scope of the void battle, both fleets would have stopped at this moment for several minutes.

The Tracer, who was also a complete star god, spent a lot of time struggling with the Chronicler. It was not in a hurry to fight with its kind, and instead attacked nearby human ships.

The narrator just floats in the void and stares at the tracer.

The huge book was opened, and the pages were turned quickly like a strong wind.

"The Chronicler and the Tracer appeared in an uninhabited galaxy, and two gods descended on a desolate planet."

Power based on the narrator's characteristics flows from the pages to the tracer.

The powerful Star God is enough to turn what the recorder records into a meaningless murmur, but the relationship between the trace seeker and the recorder can only be said to be half a pound to half a pound.

The next second, the two Star Gods appeared on a deserted planet in the nearest uninhabited galaxy.

The Tracer still maintained its posture of rushing towards the human ship. When it realized that its position had changed, it slowly turned around, its slender and elegant body floated, looking down at the huge book in front of it.

"Why are you siding with the traitors! The narrator angrily asked the trace seeker. The trace seeker is a star god, and it is equally cold and cruel."

The tracer raised his hand and released dimensional lightning, which collided with the attack of the chronicler who also released lightning. The surface of the planet that was not facing the star instantly became like daylight.

"If you have to get to the bottom of it and trace the origin, it's just that when you regarded Szalac's father as a large slave used to manage slaves, I, a weakling, had a few words with him." The tracer added. One hand released intersecting lightning, "I am still a worshiped god, and I still have my own followers, not a weak individual who is treated like a large ant in the despicable group of Star Gods."

After saying that, the tracer was blasted to the satellite by the narrator's lightning.

But this damage is insignificant to a star god.

The Tracer stood up from the "crater" on the satellite and patted the dust on his body: "You and I are the same as the Mimic and the Forger, plus the seven gods you trust each other..."

Speaking of this, the tracer felt the doubts caused by the narrator, and continued: "Weakness really changes a lot of things, doesn't it?"

It is difficult for the narrator to disagree with this statement.

Being weak does change a lot of things.

It is precisely because of their weakness that the Mimic, the Narrator, the Forger, and other Star Gods who are currently unknown are able to form a relationship of mutual help. This is a huge leap in the thinking of the Star Gods as a group, and it is no less important. The mortal savages learned to draw fire.

"The Seven Hidden Gods are a thing of the past. The narrator turned the pages of the book, paused, and continued. The Forger has become the guide for the ideological evolution of our species. He will stand on our side and will no longer We no longer have to run away from each other like weak beasts in the jungle when they are oppressed by powerful ones.”

"Ha." The trace seeker just smiled, "The so-called ideological evolution and joining you are just the coercion of handing over your essence in exchange for shelter, and the founders don't really want to establish a civilized star god population. ”

"It stands on the side of humans. It just wants you to understand cooperation, and then understand the basis of cooperation-the importance of rules."

"But I have to say. It is indeed towards you, because it has developed feelings for you while getting along with you, and it regards you as friends... friends? What a pity it does not know, this word that ants use to call each other, It’s nothing new to the ears of the Star Gods.”

Tracers are not hounds among the C'tan.

To a certain extent, it is closer to the truth of many things in the past and future than the narrator.

Get to the root of the problem and get to the root of it.

This is the hobby of the tracer and its strength.

"As you said, it has profit considerations as well as emotional considerations." The narrator calmly faced the tracer's revelations, "Intelligent life is a complex multivariate function. This is what I am saying about intelligent creatures. realized through endless observation and recording.”

"Shut up." Tracer waved, "Let's have a fight. Either you will be beaten until you eat stars to replenish your physical strength and I will go back to intercept your companions, or you will beat me until you eat stars to replenish your physical strength. No Other options.”

"We helped each other," the narrator said.

Hearing these words, the Tracer lowered its head, and then raised its head again, with a determined expression on its statue-like face.

"I have a responsibility to my followers."

"I have to be responsible for Szarak, who grew up and was entrusted to me by his father, and who fought against all odds just to keep me."

"War with me! Narrator! War with me! Aesar Aronlo!"