Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Time begins to flow backwards.

The subspace influence of the maelstrom, which is a rift in the subspace, has reached a point where there is no height to reach. The black stone of the maelstrom research base was still activated, and the entire maelstrom was compressed to the extreme.

After several people involved in Operation Time left the current time node, the Tyron Navy, the New Badab Sector Fleet and the Space Wolves Chapter launched another round of mopping up the Red Pirates.

Orikan used the device provided by Qin Mo and borrowed the power of the Star God to control the entire timeline.

It was tuned to the point in time where the Emperor wanted to be.

If the timeline of the real universe is a straight line, then the opened time channel is like drawing an arc between two points on the line.

"Do as it says." Qin Mo looked at the Burner.

"It must be the same for both of us." The emperor felt a little emotional, "You also tortured me with your mind-reading communication. If you replace me with the complete me, you will only know that I have this human part. The torture was even more vigorous."

Just like a human being cannot hear the chirping of ants.

The location here is an area that disappeared before the 30th millennium of the human race - Asia Minor.

Qin Mo's perception of space immediately realized that he was still in Terra, Terra in the ancient times.

Qin Mo once told the emperor that whether the emperor believed it or not, he knew a lot about Malcador.

Qin Mo looked at the throne, thought for a moment, and then looked at the emperor: "Even if it goes as smoothly as you said, working with the complete you is still a kind of torture."

After taking one last look at Malcador, the Emperor's vision was obscured by the material constructed from the power of the C'tan.

At this time, Qin Mo couldn't help but want to have a heart-to-heart talk with this top human psychic named Emperor.

"My destiny is not on the curtain." The emperor said to Qin Mo, who was about to dissuade him. "In order to prevent others from finding my real name and from prying into my destiny, I have long separated myself. Even some things are We don’t need to influence the past me. The past me knows that we don’t need to be too careful about things about me.”

Outside the palace, the roar of the general's cannon was deafening.

"No! Of course not!" The Emperor shook his head vigorously and said to Orikan, "Take us out of here quickly."

Qin Mo nodded.

"It really is maybe."

"He is burning." Qin Mo said, "Just like Uslan, he is burning. He chose to give up himself for a larger goal and join the game with his own body."

Orican's calculation still takes some time, and everyone travels on the timeline to the next place where the emperor wants Orican to open the time channel.

Using his psychic energy to weaken the barrier of C'tan power, the Emperor allowed himself to be seen by the herding boy.

The pure material power forms an invisible and undetectable barrier near the throne. No living thing can get close, and no living thing can come close.

The Burner nodded and disappeared.

The first destination has been reached.

But now Qin Mo saw the throne.

"Yes." The Emperor nodded slowly and added, "I have always had a regret, that is, if I could have said more to Malcador when I parted ways."

On the plains, a boy grazing herds saw several strange people suddenly appearing.

Qin Mo couldn't find any problems with his speculation. This man with the greatest ideals and goals always used the most realistic thinking to deduce something.

"I never want to say this, but I really feel from the bottom of my heart that you came too late." The emperor looked at Qin Mo with endless regret and melancholy in his tone, "If you could have appeared earlier... I I know this sounds harsh, but I really am not. I am extremely grateful that you can stand up. But I still think so countless times. If you had appeared earlier, ten thousand years ago, maybe you would have been able to do this. Everything will be different."

Qin Mo nodded in agreement.

Orican also deliberately set the time point at the moment when the Imperial Guards went to listen to Waldo's orders, so no one would disturb them.

"Maybe we will become enemies, or I will lead the humans of the old night era in a corner of the galaxy to become a force like Tyrone today. Then you may choose to compromise during the Great Crusade, and we will each be suspicious of working together. Until each other understands each other’s thoughts.”

This time, what appeared in Qin Mo's field of vision was not the throne and the palace, or even Terra - not the Terra in his memory, but a beautiful plain with green grass and gentle breeze.

But the one sitting on the golden throne was not the Emperor, but Malcador.

"Hero Malcador." The emperor said to Qin Mo with a heavy and mournful expression, "This is the Malcador in my mouth. He sat on the Golden Throne for me for a while, and then this immortal, a powerful psyker, because of this Withered by an act of heroic sacrifice.”

"The Imperial Guard is coming." Burner floated over, "Kill them?"

The Emperor glanced back at the talkative Orikan.

He understood the consequences, otherwise he would have rushed up and pulled Malcador off the throne.

"Isolate this area and don't let any creatures get close." Orikan said to the Burner. "I want to continue calculating, so this work is your responsibility."

The Emperor was silent for a moment and said softly: "As long as I get along with you for a while, no one will think that you are a Star God instead of a person who uses the power of the Star God. I think so."

"But if I really appeared ten thousand years ago, when your human will had not yet been separated, and you were still the king who hid your humanity, I don't know how I could make you feel that I had the same goal as you."

"I suggest you don't say it." Orikan stopped calculating and reminded, "I haven't seen what Malcador's fate thread looks like, but even a beetle can guess that his fate thread is connected to the fate of all mankind because of his last move before his end. A little bit of influence will lead to consequences that we cannot bear."

Now that he really saw this Imperial Prime Minister named Malcador and witnessed the moment when Malcador sacrificed himself to sit on the Golden Throne during the Horus Heresy, he still felt excited and tragic.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the moment of disappearing, the Emperor seemed to see Malcador open his eyes with difficulty and look at him.

The Burner didn't react at all.

When Talon and the Empire were negotiating to ease relations, he came to the palace as the leader of Talon's forces, but did not go to the throne because the Imperial Guards refused to let the Lord of Talon get close to the throne even half a step.

Qin Mo looked around and found that this was the interior of the palace.

"Like me, you have jumped out of the Three Realms and are no longer in the Five Elements?" Qin Mo said.

The emperor smiled and turned to look at the boy who was herding.