Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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Mars.

A hidden place in the shield volcano named Olympus.

Qin Mo sat on a hot stone and watched Malcador change the Emperor into a set of clothes that was more in line with the Mechanicus's perception of a great man.

"Is it possible that after we leave here, no one will see anyone, and no one will realize that the legendary prophet from thousands or tens of thousands of years ago has returned." Qin Mo said to the two.

"Before we came to Mars, I had already spread the news that the prophet would appear today on Mars."

The Emperor was very good at doing these mysterious things.

"Although the Mechanicus people think this is just a meaningless and worthless gossip, a topic of conversation after dinner, since it has spread all over Mars, even if it is fake, they will come to take a look."

"Believe me, I have already made sufficient preparations for this day."

After listening to the Emperor's assurance, Qin Mo had a bottom line in his heart, so he no longer asked about the plan for the next public appearance.

Qin Mo had something else to say about the Mechanicus.

"Although I only agreed when we made the decision, to be honest, if I had enough time to think, I would have made the same choice."

"It's not a good idea to go to war with the Mechanicus directly, but before the Great Crusade, the hard-won naval forces were destroyed in the civil war in the solar system."

Speaking of this, Qin Mo looked up at the Mechanicus ships flying in the sky.

"Their ships can be modified to become one of the naval forces for the Great Crusade, and it can save a lot of time."

The Emperor, who was changing his clothes, nodded vigorously. He had the same idea.

Giving the Mechanicus a chance is not just for reasons such as responsibility, their military resources are equally important.

But it's still the old plan. If the Mechanicus is unwilling to submit and not cooperate, then they still have to be destroyed.

When the Emperor changed his clothes, he looked similar to the way he looked when he came to Mars many years ago and inspired the Mechanicus with words, and the plan officially began.

There was a sudden thunder and lightning in the sky.

With the appearance of this supernatural phenomenon, even if Qin Mo did not see the reaction of the Martians, he knew how the Mechanicus and the people ruled by the Mechanicus would react.

"How about adding some rain?" Malcador looked around, "Thunder alone may not be enough to surprise the Martians, and then make them extremely sure that the legend is true."

"Wait until I am about to appear before it rains." The Emperor said seriously, "That will create the right atmosphere."

"Did you use this trick to scare everyone when you were the carpenter's son?" Qin Mo asked.

"Yes, so I said I have experience." The Emperor nodded slowly: "Help me build a spaceship that looks very mysterious, thank you."

"Professional?" Qin Mo moved his butt off the hot stone, walked to the open space not far away, and began to build a cool vehicle for the Emperor to ride when he appeared.

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The sky continued to flash and thunder.

There was no place on Mars where people were not discussing this situation, and among the top leaders of the Martian Mechanicus, one discussion after another was also going on.

Many years ago, a prophet appeared on Mars.

This prophet gave some revelations to the Mechanicus at that time, declaring that a strange man would come to Mars in the future.

This strange man was extremely powerful and was favored by the God of All Machines. He himself was the messenger of the God of All Machines, so the Martians must follow him and spread the gospel of the God of All Machines to the entire universe.

Such revelations were of course taken seriously by the Mechanicus.

But as any old-timer in any religion knows, revelations will always be revelations.

But now, the time in that revelation is about to come.

The vision that appeared also proved that this revelation might be a real necessity.

After discussion, the top leaders of the Mechanicus decided to witness it.

In the name of traveling and investigation.

If the revelation did not come true, then everyone would not be embarrassed.

If the revelation came true... wouldn't everyone be happy?

But not everyone in the Mechanicus was willing to believe that the revelation was true, nor was everyone willing to follow the guidance of the so-called leader in that revelation, and it was even less likely that everyone believed that the person in that revelation would be the God of All Machines' choice.

In the long development process of the Martian sect, there would always be schools that questioned the so-called revelation.

Finally, most members of the Martian Mechanicus Council reached a consensus and decided to go to the Olympus Shield Mountain to take a look.

Except for a man named Kelborhal.

Hal was a staunch anti-revelationist.

When he arrived at Mount Olympus, Malcador, who was observing the mountain with psychic power, noticed that more and more people were gathering at the foot of the mountain, including those devout Revelationists who had traveled here, civilian laborers, and the high-ranking members of the Mechanicus. Malcador looked up at the Emperor.

The Emperor nodded.

At this time, heavy rain suddenly fell on Mars.

It was a rainstorm created by psychic power.

Rain falling on Mars was an impossible miracle, so when the raindrops really fell, the Martians who came to wait for the revelation firmly believed that the legendary revelation would definitely happen, and the Chosen One of the God of All Machines would definitely come to Mars.

Everyone was waiting.

"You have to talk to the people in the Martian Council, right? Then Malcador and I will go back to Terra first." Qin Mo said to the Emperor.

"Don't." The Emperor pointed to the people under the shield mountain, "We will go to the Council together and explain our conditions to them. If they don't agree, the three of us will immediately behead the members of the Council and try to force Mars to surrender with the least casualties."

"Well, that's fine." Qin Mo nodded.

The Emperor said no more and got up and got on the golden spaceship.

The spaceship was directly teleported above the shield mountain, and it looked like it appeared in Mars out of thin air.

Then the spaceship slowly descended according to the process designed by Qin Mo, until it finally landed slowly among the crowd.

The Martians saw a strong and handsome man coming out of the spaceship, emitting golden light all over his body.

The moment he saw him, a priest who was responsible for supervising the battle situation of the Terra Unification War discovered that this guy was actually the Lord of Thunder on Terra.

The rainstorm continued.

The Emperor walked down the spaceship in silence, and then slowly raised his hand.

At this moment, he hesitated for a second.

Then time went back to the second before the hesitation. The Emperor's movements looked very smooth. He raised his hand without any hesitation and dragged a damaged small ship in the Martian dock out of the orbit of Mars.

"He originally planned to use Titan." Qin Mo stood on a stone and looked down.

"Now Titan is not enough. If you want to make Mars completely surrender, you need a bigger miracle." Malcador said.

In the crowd of two people who were not noticed by others, the Emperor began to repair the small ship.

"Lord of Flame, have you seen the speech of the Lord of Thunder on Mars that year?" Malcador suddenly asked, "It is the speech that brought language enlightenment to the Martians."

"I have seen it." Qin Mo nodded, "In short, the Emperor told the Martians at that time that there will be a great man coming to Mars in the future. That great man is the greatest, most handsome, and most capable."

Malcador smiled mysteriously and stopped talking.

The Emperor gradually repaired the small ship, and then the ship sailed normally, circling Mars.

No more need for the second-year speech of the past, and no more need to say anything more.

The Martians knelt down and greeted the person chosen by the God of All Machines in the ancient prophecy.