Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

The two leaders went to the next prison.

After arriving at the next prison, Qin Mo held down Durr, who wanted to use psychic energy to kill the enemy silently, and then dealt with the enemies in the prison himself.

When Qin Mo closed his eyes, the short-term timeline and space of the real universe Terra appeared in front of him in a very intuitive form.

Like a giant peeping at Terra, casting his eyes outside the sky.

Qin Mo can freely control that part of the time that is completely realistic and does not interfere with psychic energy. He can also intuitively see the spatial and temporal position of each enemy, even every internal organ of those people, and every microscopic substance that constitutes their material body.

Qin Mo took out the hearts of the Pan-Pacific Empire soldiers in the prison one by one, at a long distance.

This simple and simple killing wasted a few seconds, but it was harmless.

Since Durr believes that it is risky to kill the enemy instantly from the sky, it is necessary to adopt this method that seems risk-free and is actually as risk-free as killing the enemy from the sky.

"Why is your psychic power so stable?" Qin Mo looked at Dur, and before Dur asked him what power he used, he asked Dur first, "You and I both know that psychic power is generally not stable."

"This may be the talent of the royal family." Dur said with a little pride.

As the ruler of an empire, Dur loves his people, and he is eager to give them a better life, but he is still the emperor, and he is still proud of his bloodline and status.

But this is nothing to Qin Mo. Dur is still a respectable person. Compared with those pathetic and hateful humanoid rulers on Terra, Dur is simply a beacon on Terra in this era.

However, Dur was just proud for a moment, and he quickly said what he thought was more likely.

"The royal sponsored society has investigated this matter, investigating me, my father, my grandfather, and my ancestors, why their psychic power is stable."

"The final result... It's hard to explain for a while."

Dur walked towards the Achaemenids imprisoned in the prison, while explaining at the same time.

"About seven hundred years ago, there was a legend in the Achaemenid Empire that there was an evil ghost that would eat children at night. My ancestor thought it was a rumor until he used his psychic power to foresee the next child to be eaten."

"When my ancestor killed the evil ghost, he saw the true face of the evil ghost - a fake thing created by an author who wrote a horror story. This horror story was too popular and everyone knew it."

"But the story created by the author was like a pseudo-documentary. He quoted a lot of his fabricated history and relics to create an immersive horror experience for readers."

Dure told a story.

To be more precise, he used a story as an example.

He thought what he wanted to express was very difficult to understand, but Qin Mo realized the answer immediately after hearing it: "Group subconsciousness, is this what you want to say? The stable psychic energy of your royal family comes from the collective subconsciousness like evil spirits. When you Achaemenids think that you are powerful, can bring security and stability, and are rational, you will become like this. This is why your psychic energy is extremely stable?"

Dur glanced at Qin Mo up and down for several times, and then nodded slowly: "Yes, yes, that's what I want to say."

"Novel theory." Qin Mo was thoughtful.

When Dur went to release those civilians, Qin Mo was still thinking.

There have been many mythological stories circulating since ancient times, but no true gods have been created by the collective subconscious of mankind.

What's more, the Achaemenids are just a force, and their population is not particularly large.

But the problem is that the subspace influence suffered by the real universe is increasing, and the Achaemenids, they can become the reserve source of the Thousand Sons Legion precisely because of their psychic talent.

Qin Mo then thought of the truth of the empire.

Indeed, this is a lie.

But in this idealistic universe, whether a false abstract idea exists or not, whether it is true or false, does not depend on objective facts, but on how it is viewed.

The Imperial Truth is undoubtedly desirable. In a universe based on idealism rather than materialism, science and rationality should become a belief that is stubbornly viewed.

But in the final analysis, this is just a prelude to the Webway plan that the Emperor no longer needs to risk implementing.

"Shall we rescue the next group of people?" Dur returned to Qin Mo.

"Of course." Qin Mo nodded, cleared his mind, and headed to the next place.

The two of them cleaned up one place after another, rescuing groups of civilians.

In the end, they simply separated to reduce the number of civilian casualties in this war with higher efficiency.

This highly efficient rescue lasted for one night, and more than 100,000 civilians who would have only made up the cold casualty figures in the war end report were rescued.

But when the operation was about to end, Qin Mo and Dur, who were in different places, discovered a strange situation.

That is, the Pan-Pacific Empire soldiers who were originally preparing to evacuate are no longer preparing for evacuation.

This means that the enemy reinforcements have arrived.

…

Horus sat in the command center of the imperial capital, staring at the satellite monitoring results.

The offensive of his side was blocked.

Because the enemy's reinforcements came too suddenly and were too large, scientific means could not even detect where the enemy came from, so the side was caught off guard, and the front line showed signs of being pushed back by the enemy.

The Primarchs at the forefront came to the headquarters in the form of projection.

Everyone was silent, waiting for the person who had been told by Qin Mo: "Do as you say" to make a new decision.

And Horus was a little nervous.

This war has escalated. It is no longer to help the Achaemenids deal with a small invading force. The Pan-Pacific Empire has received support, no matter where those terrible enemies fighting side by side with the huge war machines with radiation on the front line and those overwhelming air forces come from... Facts have proved that it is no longer just the Pan-Pacific Empire that needs to be conquered.

This is the first time Horus and his brothers have participated in the war, and now that the war has escalated, the Primarchs face greater tests, but the greater war is undoubtedly an opportunity for the Primarchs and the Astartes Legions to prove themselves.

"We need some time to prepare for the sudden expansion of the war."

Horus spoke seriously.

The Primarchs nodded in agreement.

This means that Horus will not issue detailed combat orders to each legion and Primarch brother in succession.

They need time to prepare.

Can this war be won? After the new enemy joins?

Horus does not think this is a problem, even if the main force that is attacking the Pan-Pacific Empire does not allocate a part to support, even if none of the thousands of Titans are assigned to the battlefield of the Achaemenid Empire.

It doesn't matter, Horus believes in the ability of himself and his brothers.

What needs time to prepare and think is how to make the final result of this war more epic.