Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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late at night.

Reyna sat in her room and told the three crew members about her plan.

Starting from how to leave the ship to ostensibly leave the Tyron system, and then figure out how to get back and infiltrate, to how to avoid inspection by the various drones on the hive world.

This elaborate plan has only one purpose, and that is to kill the so-called Lord of Tyrone.

Reina looked serious when she spoke, but she was telling a group of crew members about her plan to assassinate the master of the entire galaxy, which was somewhat funny.

However, the three crew members who listened to her talk about the plan did not have any fear or worry. They just listened indifferently and kept in mind every step of the assassination plan, as well as the experience that Rena had accumulated over such a long time.

"Fortunately, there is a group of people who specialize in assassination who stand on the same front as me, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

"thank you all."

After Rena finished explaining all the planning steps, she stood up and saluted the crew in front of her.

It would be outrageous for even an informal judge like the Torturer to salute the crew, but Reyna knew the identities of the people in front of her - members of the Assassin's Court.

As far as Reina knew, about a month ago, these people approached her hoping to cooperate with her. The specific reason was unknown.

"Ma'am, I have a question."

After Reina finished speaking, a fat middle-aged man with a beard raised his hand to ask a question, but the voice he made was a female voice.

Reina felt familiar after hearing this female voice, and remembered that she was the first assassin to contact her.

This is a Callidus assassin who can transform into a man or a woman. The reason why she regained her female voice at this time may be to make herself take her problems seriously.

So Rena nodded without hesitation: "Please ask."

"Do you believe that the Governor of the Tyron System is an illegal psyker?" the assassin asked.

"Yes." Rena nodded, "If no one else recognized me, we could have tried everyone in the entire galaxy for harboring illegal psykers!"

After receiving the reply, the assassin nodded silently, seeming to be thinking about something. After a moment, he seemed to have figured out the result, and asked a second question: "Why are you so sure that the governor is a heretic?"

"Hunch. My hunch has always been very accurate." Reina answered.

"Okay." The assassin nodded slowly, and she warned Reina, "Things here in the Tyrone Galaxy are more complicated than we thought. We are going to conduct a very secretive operation. If it fails, I will make sure that you will not tell anyone. Nothing happened to us."

"I don't need to make a promise. I can only ask you to kill me if the mission fails. It's that simple." Reina responded firmly.

This attitude made the assassin very satisfied. The assassin nodded, looked at his colleagues, then looked at Rena, and continued to nod with satisfaction.

"For the God Emperor!"

"For the Empire!"

"For the entire human race to survive in the galaxy!"

Reina began to preach passionately to the three assassins in front of her.

"I will do whatever it takes to do things that others dare not do and kill people that others dare not kill!"

"us……"

In the middle of the passionate preaching, the assassin raised his hand and interrupted: "Sorry, we still need some time to prepare, but your preaching is really inspiring."

Reina was not angry because her lecture was interrupted. She just nodded: "Let us do more important things. The assassination plan will officially start in three days!"

The three assassins nodded in agreement, and then disappeared from Reina's eyes in an instant.

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Two hours later.

Reina sat in her own cabin, kneeling on the ground and smearing the fat of an Anglican priest on the weapon in her hand.

This priest once fought side by side with Reina a hundred and twenty years ago. His noble moral character and loyalty are still unforgettable for Reina, and this piece of fat from a loyal believer is a parting gift voluntarily given by the priest.

A power sword smeared with it can even cut through armor with ease.

While preparing, some sounds and images flashed through Reina's mind from time to time.

The hive world is filled with skeletal remains and a large number of evil marks, as well as blasphemous rituals.

"He, he, he is a threat...a threat to the human species...you must Xuuxu...get rid of him!"

Some laggy sounds echoed in Reina's ears, accompanied by all the blasphemous images that kept flashing and replaying.

This is the reason why she is determined to kill Qin Mo. She firmly believes that she has received a sacred prophecy from some senior inquisition or sacred person, or even from the emperor himself.

This is an irresistible command and a mission that must be completed.

"If we spend the next three days doing the ritual, we should be able to chop off that heretic's head with one knife." Rena raised the fat-wiped power sword and looked at it carefully.

This power sword gifted to her by her mentor allows her to successfully complete the mission every time, and she can easily escape when facing powerful enemies.

After admiring the power sword, Reina stood up and walked to the table, took out a diamond-shaped box and laid it flat on the table.

This was another gift from her mentor.

One can establish a mental link and record what the linker wants to record while being in a completely different location than the linker.

To put it bluntly, it is a recording device based on psychic energy.

Lena was not sure whether the operation in three days would be successful. She wanted to leave some traces so that the next successor would be able to complete the great mission.

After debugging the box, Reina's work for the day was completely over. She drank a glass of wine, turned around and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Lena had a good dream.

She dreamed that she had successfully cut off the head of the heretic leader, and then walked with the head in every area of ​​the hive world, loudly preaching about the various blasphemies of the heretic leader.

The civilians stood on the roadside with their heads lowered and dared not speak, the nobles clapped their hands and applauded, and the local Planetary Defense Force guarded her as she walked through every street like a guard.

This dream made Reina sweat with excitement. She panted and turned over on the bed, then continued to sleep.

A second dream soon followed.

Reina felt like she was in a strange place. When she opened her eyes and looked around, she saw an extremely vast metal hall.

The entire hall does not seem to be on the surface of the planet, because when looking out of the window, the moon and sky are not visible outside.

But the palace was not dark, and in the faint light Rena could still distinguish every object here.

There are some huge steel pillars with various photos and videos on them, showing heroic deeds.

A young man with a square-shaped face and a face that was far from handsome either stood in the center of a group of soldiers and took photos with them, or participated in the battle himself.