Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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Magical winds howled across the plains.

High elves, lizardmen, humans... all races from the order camp are neatly arranged on the plain.

Opposite these armies united to fight against Chaos were the scattered but numerous tribesmen of the wasteland, the Chosen Ones wearing heavy armor.

A man wearing armor and riding a horse appeared in front of the Chaos battle formation. He wore a helmet that looked like it had three eyes and brandished a great sword wrapped in flames.

He galloped in front of the battle and roared loudly to intimidate his followers.

The two sides then launched a head-to-head bloody battle on the plains.

Human steam tanks attack Khorne's bronze bull cavalry.

Dwarf helicopters and Tzeentch demons in aerial combat.

Skulls made of flames roam the battlefield.

A huge dark purple pendulum suddenly appeared above the head of a human infantry phalanx, instantly taking away the lives of thousands of people.

There was a loud noise in the sky, and golden lightning tore through the red sky.

A man riding a griffin and wearing gorgeous armor raised a golden hammer and rushed towards the Great Demon Nurgle, shouting: "The enemy stops at Middenheim! For Sigmar!"

While this astonishing melee was going on, a psychic door opened and closed on the hilltop not far away.

A tall warrior wearing silver armor, an ordinary human wearing tattered clothes and bare hands, and three wood elves emerged from the psychic door.

"Kaldor, this is my world." The wood elf named Araloth pointed to the fighting plain ahead. "It is on the verge of destruction. Once the enemy takes Middenheim, we will completely lose hope of counterattack."

"It looks like you need general cannons or storm missiles." Kaldor looked at the battlefield, turned to Alaros and said, "If you need a big killer, then ask him for help."

Aralos knew that the tall knight in silver armor in front of him was referring to the ordinary human being who looked ordinary.

Aralos didn't think there was anything powerful about this mediocre, bare-handed human being.

"this……"

Qin Mo ignored Alalos' gaze and looked at everything in front of him in shock.

"What the hell is this?"

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"What the hell?!"

Qin Mo suddenly sat up from the bed and looked around in shock.

What he saw was not an ancient battlefield, but a gorgeous bedroom full of technological style.

This meant he was still where he was supposed to be - on a ship heading to the front lines of the Great Crusade.

"What terrible dream did you have that affected your sleep?"

The AI's voice sounded in the bedroom, and a blue woman named Kona appeared in front of Qin Mo's bed.

"I dreamed that I went to the Middle Ages next door... No, it was a place in the Middle Ages." Qin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I thought I was taken to the Middle Ages next door... The Great Expedition has just begun."

"Your dream in another universe or era?" Kena recorded, "This is the twelfth time similar content has appeared in your dream."

"Yes." Qin Mo stood up from the bed, walked to the water dispenser, picked up the cup, then put the cup down, returned to the bedside and took out a bottle from the mountain of drinks in the freezer on the bed.

laugh--

The sound of carbonated drinks deflating was heard.

Qin Mo took a drink from the drink bottle and stood by the porthole looking at the void outside.

The transport ship has just arrived at a beautiful galaxy, where you can see gorgeous nebulae.

Those nebulae look like they exist to make the universe less monotonous.

Who knows why those nebulae look so decorative.

Qin Mo was not in the mood to admire the nebula, and was still recalling the dream just now.

As Kona said, it was the twelfth time Qin Mo had realized his dream of being in another universe.

Once Qin Mo dreamed that he was in a broken universe on the verge of destruction.

I once dreamed that I was in a universe that was sixty-two thousand years old. Humanity in that universe was still in dire straits, and the empire was still in turmoil.

One time it was even more outrageous.

Qin Mo dreamed that he was fighting Khorne in subspace.

Qin Mo felt that unless he was crazy, he would never leave the home of the real universe and go to the subspace to fight with the dark gods.

"Do you think the Middle Ages are really next door to this universe?" Qin Mo suddenly looked back at Kona and asked.

"I don't think so." Kona replied decisively, "If, as you said before, the location of the medieval era is a planet, then the first void scan after the navigation tower is activated will discover the existence of this strange planet ”

Qin Mo nodded.

In fact, what Kona said is right.

Shortly after the Flame Lord and the Emperor's Dream took to the skies, and the Great Crusade officially began, the Navigation Tower would scan the entire galaxy.

Qin Mo was still wondering at that time whether he would find a planet somewhere in the galaxy. There would be lizard people, high elves, humans, dwarves on that planet...

It turns out not.

But maybe not in the galaxy.

who cares.

"The latest progress of the Great Expedition." Qin Mo gave the order.

"The Great Expedition has been going on for seven months, and we have recovered 421 galaxies. This is due to the super-light speed of our fleet and the determination and bravery of the soldiers." Kona answered.

"It's pretty fast." Qin Mo nodded, not too surprised.

These more than 400 galaxies were not defeated one by one by the original body, thunder warriors or mortals. After hearing the news, 70% of them chose to eat pots of milk to welcome the king's master, and the remaining 3% Fifteen percent of the ten miles away chose to submit after seeing the expedition fleet with their own eyes.

The expedition fleet is not large either. On average, one original body or one expedition commander can be assigned four or five battleships and some transport ships.

But if they encounter a hard nut in the void battle, the Flame Lord and the Fantasy will jump to the enemy's doorstep within three days.

"I guess the expedition won't go too smoothly now." Qin Mo took a sip of his drink, paused, and continued, "The original bodies encountered a very powerful alien race. It has a small territory, but its strength is not small... But They won’t last long either, they’ll be finished soon.”

"Because that's what you go to the front lines to do." Kona nodded.

"No, actually I have another thing to do when I go to the front line..." Qin Mo looked at the pocket watch in his hand with a sad look in his eyes.

Kona checked the route and the transport ship's logbook, retrieved some information, and then suddenly asked: "Lorgar Aurelion is in a system only two hops away from us. He has just conquered that system and is about to rush to the front line. May I ask? Do you want to drop by and see him?”

Lorgar is in a galaxy next to the current one.

He conquered the galaxy called Los, and then because of his radical decisions on Los, a galaxy with an extremely strong religious atmosphere, Los quickly rebelled after being conquered.

So, of course, Qin Mo had to go see Luo Jia.

"Okay." Qin Mo put away his pocket watch and looked unhappy, "I was just about to say this, set a route to Luo Jiana next door."