Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

A plan was formulated during the pleasant conversation between Qin Mo and the narrator.

Qin Mo also wanted to ask the narrator some things about the past to satisfy his curiosity, but Yaoen suddenly entered the research room and interrupted this pleasant conversation.

"Orican was captured by the Time Tribunal and our people." Yaoen reported the amazing things simply and directly as always.

Qin Mo originally thought that Yaoen was talking about small things in the maelstrom, such as Huron of the Red Pirates being killed, or the wolf group that suddenly moved in a while ago and won a few battles... Anyway, Orikan was captured This was something he couldn't have expected.

"Aurikan the Astrologer." Qin Mo said the name, "You must be this Orican, not some red pirate warrior with the same name as Orican, or some other insignificant birdman. ?”

"Aurekan the Astrologer." Yaoen nodded, "The one who went with Trazin to persuade the Cologne Overlord during the Tyron Defense War, and was beheaded together."

Hearing Yaoen's words, Qin Mo was extremely sure that the captured Orican was the Orican he knew.

The reason why he focused on asking Yaoen about Orican was because even if he heard Yaoen tell it himself, he couldn't believe that it was Orican who was really caught.

This technological time warlock is very capable, and Orican being caught only shows that it wants to be caught.

As for why Orican wanted to be caught, this guy acted mysteriously, coming and going without a trace, and Qin Mo couldn't think of a reason.

"Bring it to me." Qin Mo ordered Yaoen.

Yaoen saluted, turned and retreated.

There were too many important things in the research room. Just in case, Qin Mo couldn't meet Orikan here.

He activated a secret chamber built in a pocket dimension.

The reporter did not think that he should accompany Qin Mo to meet Orikan, but when it wanted to leave, Qin Mo stopped it.

"You come with me to see the time warlock. If it is caught actively and wants to ask me something, I will ask it something too."

Qin Mo's words immediately excited the reporter.

Orican woke up earlier, and it knew many things that the narrator could not record in detail when he was in Saranoga's belly. If Qin Mo could ask something about the past, it would be a big deal for the narrator. Good thing.

The reporter naturally agreed without hesitation.

…

In a pocket dimension the size of a building, Orikan met the person it wanted to meet.

The Sotec dynasty's astrologer is now in a state of great restraint, with many restrictions imposed on Orikan by the Time Tribunal and Tyronian Time Warfare personnel.

The device that can directly anchor it in a fixed timeline and space is covered all over its body. It looks like a chain of heavy shackles, binding Orikan like a rice dumpling.

The person escorting the astrologer stopped outside the pocket dimension.

During the meeting with the alien enemy at war, there will be no guards around the Lord of Tyrone, as always.

“Trying to go back in time and give us souls is not an option.”

The astrologer's mechanical voice was very cold.

Its body flickered a few times, like a phase weapon, and then all the restrictions on its body passed through and fell to the ground.

Orrican, who had regained his freedom, continued to speak, getting straight to the point: "I know you have tried in the future, so I came to the present to dissuade you."

"You think my plan will disintegrate your race and make you no longer consistent with the outside world, so you come here to stop me at all costs?" Qin Mo asked calmly.

"My race itself is not monolithic, and I and my kind often don't stand on the same side." Orican was very straightforward, "I came to persuade you for the sake of my own good. This is a very obvious act of goodwill. , I want to get what I want from you, and gain your favor in a way that prevents you from doing useless things, and then I can get what I want.”

Qin Mo tilted his head.

The Orican in his impression was definitely not a person who spoke so simply and straightforwardly, but now it is like this, its speech is as straightforward as its own purpose, as if it knows that he does not like inefficient communication. An act of kindness.

And no matter what Orikan wants, he must listen.

So Qin Mo used his eyes to signal Ourrican to continue what he wanted to say.

"I'm not saying that all your plans to go back to the past are not feasible. Manipulating time is feasible, and you won't pay much for it, but you are destined to be unable to accomplish your biggest purpose of manipulating time, which is to give souls. Disintegrate my race that no one else needs to disintegrate."

"If you want to talk about the reason, you have to start with the caster whose power you took away."

The pages of the narrator's book are turning rapidly, and it is recording.

"The Forger protects the souls of his followers in a way that is not difficult to replicate."

"Manipulate time. My race was at its peak when the War in Heaven ended tens of millions of years ago, and it was not lacking in this technology. Technology involving the soul. After the War in Heaven, we had some deals with the Ada people. As long as we open our mouth, dozens of prophets will help us exchange diplomatic chips, and they are also equipped with this technology.”

"But no matter how much some people in my race yearn for the soul of the Kasa Dynasty, they have never tried to regain their soul like the Kasa Dynasty. Do you know why?"

Orekan asked a question after saying this.

It was not to deliberately keep the secret, but if Qin Mo knew the reason, then he would directly get to the point and skip the description of these past events.

"I wonder too." Qin Mo shook his head.

"Because except for the branch of the Kasa Dynasty, other fear-fearing people have been conceptually extinct."

Orekan continued to narrate.

"The Caster can indeed let the people of the Kasa Dynasty get away with it under the mouth of the Star God with his own power. It was only the bodies of the Kasa people who were sent to the bio-transformation furnace. The members of this dynasty were killed by the Caster himself, but their souls were not devoured and left the material world."

"The Star God and the subspace are incompatible. The Caster cannot complete the affairs of the soul. It can only ask others for help, such as the Old Saints prisoners of war, such as the Eldar."

"In the study of the past of the Kasa Dynasty, there are two schools of thought. One school believes that the Caster is connected with the Old Saints and the Eldar, and the other school believes that the Caster forces the Old Saints or the Eldar to serve it. Regardless of the truth, What, only one result. "

"A soul-reclaiming ceremony was launched, and the souls of the Kasa people were forcibly reclaimed and re-given. This ceremony even distorted the fact that the Necrontyr was conceptually extinct. The ancient saints or the Aida people who organized this ceremony, just like they had teased the Necrontyr who were thirsty for immortality, they once again teased the Necrontyr. "

"Only the Kasa Dynasty is the Necrontyr. This is a fact anchored in the concept, which means that no matter what means are used in the future, the Necrontyr other than the Kasa people will never become the Necrontyr again. "

Orikan said this and then remained silent, letting Qin Mo digest these things by himself.