Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"Forgers are not only good at casting weapons, they are also good at building them."

"In terms of individual strength, you may not be much different from me, but you can create powerful weapons, not just keep changing forms like me."

"Only the weak Catans need to cooperate with each other, but the powerful ones such as the Void Dragon and the Nightbringer do not. In their eyes, the same kind are just enemies."

"After I was crushed by the Nightbringer..."

Qin Mo listened silently as the mimetic narrated what happened countless tens of thousands of years ago, until he started to say the last sentence.

The quill in Qin Mo's hand trembled, and he raised his head and looked in front of an empty person: "Didn't you say that I forged the weapon and then shattered it?"

"It's not impossible. You have to know that I am just a fragment and not complete. In addition, I can't help but change the surrounding environment to shape my own memory. It may be you who broke me, or it may be the Night Holder, Or someone else..." The mimic's voice still sounded ethereal, but Qin Mo felt emotions such as sadness and doubt.

Facts have proved that what mimicry says may not necessarily be taken seriously, and it itself is in an unstable state.

Just like when it entered the illusion created by it before, it was immersed in the memory of the past.

Perhaps the memory it was immersed in before was not real, but an illusion created by it being a fragment and unable to control its own abilities.

"The shattered Star God is really miserable." Qin Mo first sighed, and then thought of a question: "What will be the consequences if you are wiped out?"

This question does not involve memory, and mimicry can give a practical answer: "Shape will be lost in the material universe. Matter still exists but has no shape. Living things will feel that what they see cannot be described."

"Then can you, like Landugal, just cast a curse so that people can't distinguish the shape of objects?" Qin Mo asked again.

Landu Gol is also a star god. He was killed by the Menak Dynasty and was cursed with a skinner's curse before his death. The infected Necron will become a skinner who likes to peel flesh and blood, and will even begin to believe in Landu Gol. Gore.

Mimic recalled the memory of Landugal, and then gave an ambiguous answer: "I don't have much memory about Landugal, I only know that it is not a good thing. In addition, I can curse, but the effect If you’re not strong, it’s not as big of a problem as the trouble caused by my death.”

"It's true." Qin Mo nodded and continued writing documents.

After writing documents supporting Donna and her daughter to inherit everything in the Lannis family, they began to write documents to restore the honor of a noble on Tyrone 2 who was exterminated and expelled for joining the resistance army, praising his justice and strength.

In Qin Mo's view, these are just a lot of troubles, but troubles are troubles. He quite approves of the nobles on Tailong 2 who joined the resistance and paid a heavy price.

If it were Aken that bastard or someone like him, Qin Mo would simply wipe out all traces of their existence in the world.

…

Early next morning.

Outside the room where Qin Mo was, Donna sat on a chair with her legs crossed, quietly waiting for the person who entered in front to come out.

Donna leaned back on the chair and looked at everything she could see.

There was a corridor with little decoration, a row of chairs against the wall, and officers sitting on the chairs waiting to meet Qin Mo.

This place is not as good as the castle on the Lannis family's fiefdom, but Donna thinks it's pretty good. There aren't so many seemingly complicated decorations, and there aren't too many cumbersome etiquette procedures, which is good.

"Don't be rude when you meet the Governor, or you might get thrown out."

"Don't do things you shouldn't do or say things you shouldn't say. First, respectfully ask the governor about the progress of the document. If he says it's done, take the document respectfully, then salute and leave."

"..."

At this time, Donna's father was on another planet instructing his daughter. There is a special communication channel between the knights, and the signal is relayed by the orbital dock, so there is no one else on this channel, and the father and daughter can be on different planets. dialogue.

But Donna didn't want to hear this. She listened patiently for a long time and then responded: "I know! Old man."

Donna's father is also used to it. When he was young, he was as impatient as his daughter.

But some discipline is still indispensable.

Donna first heard her father laugh, and then she heard her father laugh and say, "You'd better pray to the Emperor that I'm in a good mood when you come home, or I'll lock you in for a week, and every day you All rules must be followed.”

When she heard this, Donna's expression changed, and even her sitting posture became more regular. She felt a headache when she thought of the cumbersome rules in her family.

Even before eating, you have to go through the process for half an hour. How to use a spoon when eating, where the plate should be placed, how many seconds should the rice be put into the mouth...

"I have remembered everything you said, please don't worry father." Donna said.

"You better be."

Communication ends.

Donna quickly turned around and tidied her instruments against the smooth metal wall. Although this wall was far inferior to a mirror, there was no need for a mirror now.

After finishing tidying up, the door to the governor's room was pushed open, and the last person who entered had finished talking and came out.

When an officer wanted to get up and go in, Donna entered the room first and closed the door. The moment the door was closed, she smiled proudly at the officer.

When Donna turned around and was about to start talking about business, she found that Qin Mo was focusing on drawing something, so she curiously stepped forward to check.

On a desktop-sized screen, a device surrounding a star is gradually being drawn.

"What is this?" Donna asked curiously.

"A thing used to absorb the energy of stars." Qin Mo raised his head and looked at Donna, then took out a piece of parchment from the drawer, "Here you go."

Donna took the parchment and looked at it carefully, and found that it was exactly what she and her father needed, which was the opinion on establishing the orthodox heir of the Lannis family.

"Thank you, Governor." Donna thanked her, but did not leave immediately. Instead, she hesitated to talk about another matter: "Both my father's knights and I need repairs and logistical support..."

"Doesn't your family have technicians or people from the Mechanic Sect?" Qin Mo raised his head and asked.

"So there was..." Donna nodded.

Qin Mo immediately understood that the original people of the Lannis family who defended the knights did not join the resistance, or not many people participated. In addition, the battle on Tailong 2 took no prisoners at all, so...

"I know about this, and I will find a way, but the entire galaxy will enter a development period next, and there are many things I need to do. You may have to wait." Qin Mo agreed.

Donna was relieved to hear that the Governor promised to do what he said.