Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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"If you're going to explain to me what a bastard the man called the Emperor is, you can leave."

"Believe it or not, I know better than you what he has done."

Inside the mobile fortress.

Qin Mo returned from the laboratory and sat on the sofa in the office.

Olpeson sat on the sofa opposite.

"I feel sick if you mention the most sweet-talking, cold-blooded and selfish king in human history." Olpesson crossed his legs and touched the Catholic cross on his chest.

"Then what are you doing here?" Qin Mo wondered, "I thought you left Terra and were with Uslan."

"I got involved in those bastard things of the Secret Cult and returned to my home planet. Now that it is a little more peaceful, I don't plan to leave." Orpeson said, "I served in your army for six Yue, I fought the Ulsh annihilation battle from beginning to end. Although it’s not time to retire yet, can I..."

"Yes." Qin Mo nodded, "Your military merits will be discounted, and you will obtain a large area of ​​land and agricultural machinery in the agricultural area, but you cannot choose what to farm. It is still under wartime control. You can only plant and must use Soil-grown high-value crops.”

Upon hearing this quick answer, Orpeson realized that Qin Mo knew him very well.

Because Qin Mo actually knew what request he would make.

And the Emperor was unlikely to mention his affairs to him.

After thinking about it for a while, Orpeson decided not to think about it.

As an immortal who is older than the Emperor, he would have gone crazy if he wanted to get to the bottom of everything.

"Hmm...Okay." Orpesson nodded, "Then is there anything you need me to do? After all, I am retiring early."

"No. It's just that the man named Emperor hopes that you can live a normal life. That's not what he said, but he wanted to express this meaning." Qin Mo shook his head.

After hearing this, Orpeson sneered and shook his head: "You don't have to ease the relationship between me and him for him."

Qin Mo shook his head again.

He doesn't care about the Eternal Ones. Orpeson is not a powerful Eternal One, nor does he take the most credit, but he warned of the crisis of the Esoteric Cult. Although he warned for Uslan, at least he came, Orpeson He will get what he wants and live a normal life for another thousand years.

"Then I'm leaving." Orpeson stood up.

As soon as he left the room, he suddenly turned back.

"Can you promise that no matter what that guy says, you won't confiscate my land?" Orpeson asked.

"Of course." Qin Mo nodded and assured, "I know what's going on between you. You don't have to worry about him taking away your land with just one word."

Orpeson nodded, but this time he did not leave in a hurry, but suddenly mentioned the curse: "I stabbed him under the Tower of Babel. I have to explain this matter clearly, or about the curse. I have to make it clear."

Qin Mo motioned for Orpeson to sit down and elaborate.

He was interested in spells.

As a power system that is completely different from spiritual energy, mantra has an extremely outstanding performance.

The price for mortals chanting curses is damage to their vocal organs, but this price is not worth mentioning compared to the power of the curses.

So what are the results of the curse?

A curse blasted Horus thirty or forty meters away.

"Perhaps in that guy's description, the curse is a good thing that is safe and can be used without any worries, but I know that it is not."

Orpeson began to describe the curse in detail.

"Just a few syllables can mobilize a destructive power that is astonishingly effective compared to psychic powers. No matter how many years of practice and ability the user has, as long as they can say it, they have astonishing power."

"Spells are also called forbidden curses, secret words, and promise words."

Speaking of this, Orpeson saw that Qin Mo was not curious at all, and suddenly realized that he might have learned the curse.

So the immortal said: "You seem to know what a curse is, can you use it? Just change one syllable, and don't let the curse blow us all to death."

"A forbidden curse, or a promise?" Qin Mo asked.

"Forbidden spells, promise words, secret words... they are the same thing." Orpeson said, "You can call them whatever you want."

"OK."

Qin Mo nodded and agreed to say something.

"It's possible that I could master the spell, but it's unlikely that I could master the curse."

After saying that, Qin Mo looked at Olpeson: "The promise you want."

Orpeson shook his head first, trying to express that curses or promises were not normal words.

Then he suddenly realized something.

After a few seconds of open-mouthed surprise, Orpeson spoke up: "Are you also an immortal?! When was this meme born? A century after the Battle of Iwo Jima? I can't remember clearly, but I know I must have heard this. On a fitness instructor channel I was watching at the time, a weirdo mentioned by the fitness instructor would say something in this format. "

This time Qin Mo was surprised.

Orpeson didn't bother with a joke he had heard indirectly. He confirmed from Qin Mo's joking attitude that Qin Mo had indeed learned the curse, maybe one sentence, maybe two...

But it doesn't matter. In Orr's opinion, there is no problem for this kind of power to be mastered by the immortals. After all, the immortals generally have a skill, and a skill is not necessarily worse than a curse.

What he wanted to illustrate was just how dangerous things like curses could be if known by ordinary people.

"Don't let the curse spread, don't." Olpersong was very serious. "If you find that a mortal has mastered the curse, call me out. I have a way to clear the memory."

"Thank you." Qin Mo nodded. Although he didn't think he needed to rely on others' memory clearing ability, "I thought you were a cold person, but you are quite warm-hearted."

However, hearing this, Olpersong shook his head: "The enthusiastic old Orr is long gone. If it weren't for the esoteric cult's mess, I would be herding sheep in a certain world now, and then I wouldn't care about anything that happened. Even if that bastard got into trouble, I wouldn't look at him more. Now there is only the old Orr who retired to the countryside, not the enthusiastic old Orr."

Olpersong walked out and stopped at the door: "But you allowed me to retire early after all, so if you need help, especially about the curse..."

At this point, Orr made a phone call gesture.

Seeing Qin Mo nod, Olpersong turned and left.

Looking at the empty door, Qin Mo thought.

He thought Orpesson was a cold person, but now it seems that it is just the coldness that is unique to immortals.

Immortals will have no common language with their short-lived compatriots, and without a common language, they will not show enthusiasm.

However, no matter what kind of person Orpesson is, Qin Mo is very sure that he will not stay out of major events. Whether he is willing or forced, he will get involved in certain things.

For example, under normal circumstances, Orpesson will appear in the Horus Heresy that will occur thousands of years later to dissuade the Emperor.

"Immortals..."

Qin Mo leaned back on the sofa, thinking about the immortals.