Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

The boy's skin is wheat-colored, which is characteristic of the race in this area.

The boy has a delicate appearance and a thin body, but his body is clean and unlike other humans of this period.

"This is me as a child." The Emperor pointed to the boy.

Qin Mo guessed it.

Orikan looked up from his calculations in surprise.

The Burner stared at the beautiful environment here, wondering what he was thinking.

"I forgot a lot of things."

Hearing this voice, the emperor was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and shook his head gently: "No, you will not be a kind person. You will be a tyrant and slave owner in the eyes of others, or a savior and god. , no matter what, you won’t have the qualities you want in the eyes of others.”

This is an antique.

The emperor looked at his young self with complicated eyes, looked at himself, and murmured these words.

No living thing can resist sugar. The wonderful taste stimulates the brain to produce a sense of joy. That taste has become a feeling that the boy is destined to never forget.

Hundreds of years before the original time point, when Talon was still just a galaxy, the Lord of Talon created such a thing as a gift to all the children in Talon No. 1 Hive.

The boy looked into the distance, his long hair swaying in the wind, and said softly.

The Emperor didn't care: "When you can take care of it, just don't let future generations of mankind think that the guy on the throne is a subspace freak who came out of nowhere."

The boy looked at the tall blond sister with golden eyes and looked confused, but he still took the thing that he didn't know what it was.

The Emperor then realized that he had never paid attention to what he wanted and what he wanted to do.

After thinking for a long time, he spoke slowly.

"You are probably indeed a human being." Orikan said, "If you are really a subspace creature, how come you are interested in something like sugar? I think you may be like an individual named the Holy Sage in the ancient saint race. Just like that, powerful spiritual energy suddenly awakened during the evolution process."

"If in the future, after all crises subside and everything is resolved, we become characters in history textbooks..." The emperor looked at Qin Mo very seriously and said word by word, "I hope that the human children at that time will When they learn about me, they will learn that the man sitting on the Golden Throne was a man born in Asia Minor on Terra, to parents..."

When the boy heard this question, he suddenly became serious. He was not confused, only thoughtful.

"I hope there are more beautiful things in my memory." The emperor said to Qin Mo, then looked at the boy and placed a palm-sized box in the boy's hand.

"The technological process of mankind may be changed." Orikan reminded seriously, "According to Lord Tyron, you have jumped out of the Three Realms. The human race does not, and there is nothing you can do."

At this time, Orican suddenly walked over, squatted down and touched the boy's head with his iron hand, and asked gently: "What's your name?"

Orikan looked at them.

Qin Mo watched in silence as the emperor was extremely concerned about the boy, with a hint of coldness.

Orikan nodded.

If Necron had such a thing as facial expressions, Orican would have been looking at the two men with a sideways eyebrow and a raised eyebrow.

After that, the emperor looked at the boy's delighted expression and added another sentence.

"It goes away when I think stuff like this is just making me weak."

The Emperor gently reached out and removed the sugar coating and threw it aside. When the sugar coating floated in the air and disappeared, he placed the candy in the boy's mouth.

"No, this is a technological black box." The emperor shook his head, "And it will not exist forever. Just like the numerous treasures in human history, it will disappear in the long river of history."

The Emperor greedily breathed in the scent of the most beautiful environment on Terra that he could remember.

"I've changed a lot too."

The boy fiddled with the device and had already produced a second piece of candy.

"You took revenge, you killed your uncle, so you can forget it, and so do I." Qin Mo suddenly said as if he had a deep understanding, "If you can't kill him, you won't forget it."

"kind person."

"I am very curious about my forgotten childhood." The emperor looked at the boy again, "I can't even remember clearly what happened when my uncle killed my father, and even the hatred has faded away."

The Emperor couldn't help but think more.

He also thought for a long time and spoke slowly.

Then the Emperor stood up and dragged Orikan back to the time rift.

Flowers and grass flicker.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"You Necrontyrs actually have a time when your words are as sweet as honey?" The Emperor glanced at Orikan.

The boy looked surprised.

Qin Mo was a little confused as to why the emperor had to find a certain time.

"But I still remember one thing, that is, I was born in Asia Minor on Earth, and my parents were a pair of ordinary shepherds."

The most beautiful environment of Terra that existed in the memories of the emperor and Qin Mo made them feel relaxed and comfortable.

The Emperor taught the boy how to use the device.

"This is what Tailong teaches now." Qin Mo interrupted the emperor's words, "But I can't control how the empire teaches you."

It can be seen that the emperor is different from ordinary people after all. He may be thinking about many things when he is herding sheep.

Orekan laughed coldly. He asked the question in front of the Emperor without expecting an answer.

The Emperor nodded in approval, raised his hand to the boy, waved his arms, and called in an ancient language: "Hey! The shepherd boy! Come here!"

The Emperor looked at his young self again.

Qin Mo was wondering why this thing disappeared about two hundred years ago. Because it was not important, no one went to find it. It turned out to be in the hands of the Emperor.

The Emperor took out a piece of candy produced in Talon from his pocket and put it in the boy's hand.

While the two talked, the Burner was still looking around.

He found that he seemed to have embarked on a long and endless road after committing suicide with his uncle.

A breeze blew.

The boy's face was calm, and he did not have any emotions because of this sentence. He seemed to have known his fate.

The boy was too curious about this group of people. He got up from the sheep and walked towards the Emperor and Qin Mo with ignorant curiosity.

He couldn't help but start to think, if Qin Mo was also a person who had existed in the primitive era of mankind, but lived in a place not particularly far away from Asia Minor, and no longer needed him to take on responsibilities, what would he do?

Another gust of wind carrying the fragrance of green grass blew by.

The emperor, who would rather be called the emperor than let others know his real name, immediately raised his hand and pointed at the boy seriously: "Don't say it!"

On this endless road, betrayal, hostility, misunderstanding, worship, blood... countless things are hidden in the darkness, ready to jump out and stab him or hug him.

This palm-sized thing can print out sugar by absorbing all sugary substances. The candy will accumulate and then be transported on a large scale to the bedside of every sleeping child.

After looking at the young self for a while, a road from the current time node to the next time node was opened.

The astrologer has calculated the destination.

The War in Heaven.