Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"This is the result of my precise calculations and is the best outcome compared to what other options might have led to."

Vic still showed no emotion when he said this, which made Chuck think that his father might be trying to reassure him with a firm tone.

But Chuck was worried. On the one hand, he didn't believe his father, and on the other hand, as an inquisitor, he just liked to be suspicious.

"Doubt, anger, hatred, doubt... If you are influenced by the emotions of these creatures, you will make mistakes. This is the truth I have concluded." Vic stared at Chuck, "Just like me, I was influenced by the emotions of creatures seventy years ago. Or so, make a mistake with a female of the same kind."

If he hadn't heard what Vic said, Chuck wouldn't have remembered that he was already over seventy years old. Decades of time seemed like years, passing by in a blink of an eye amid various life-extension techniques and heavy Inquisition affairs. Even his appearance and personality haven't changed much.

As for the relationship between father and son, Chuck felt that the man in front of him was just the priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus. He might have some relationship with him, but the relationship had faded after not seeing each other for more than sixty years.

Chuck didn't care about Vic's cold words, but nodded with great satisfaction: "As long as you think about it carefully... But I'm wondering what benefit the Lord of Tyrone gave you, couldn't it be STC?"

As a member of the Inquisition, Chuck had read some information about the Adeptus Mechanicus.

STC templates, archaeological technological relics, are very precious. If Vic can get an STC template, he will have status and power.

"It's not STC." Vic replied calmly, "You don't know what I discovered in that hive world, and you don't know what secrets the Lord of Tyrone has. These are more important than STC, far more important than STC."

Chuck was curious about what could be more important than the STC, but considering that the mouth of this old thing had been replaced with a titanium alloy sound generator, he probably couldn't get any useful information out of it.

"So, based on the importance of what I said." Vic said as he stood up slowly, turned around and walked towards the locked door, saying the rest of his words as he walked: "I can be sure that Judge Lena must An accident occurred, and it must have been done by someone from the Tyrone Galaxy, but it doesn’t matter, I ask you not only not to report this matter, but also to undermine your colleagues in the future work."

Chuck nodded silently, and then suddenly asked: "Is this your order or the order of the Adeptus Mechanicus?"

Vic walked to the door without giving an answer. Instead, before pushing the door open, he turned his head back to face Chuck and said another thing: "There are eight bugs in your room. I The recorded content in the bug has been deleted. You can record some nonsense later and save it in it."

After saying that, the metal structure on Vic's neck quickly turned his head, and used the tentacle-like mechanical arm connected to his back to push the door and leave.

Chuck watched Vic leave, then immediately began searching the room.

"It shouldn't be... I found nine before going to bed last night. Did the rest get lost or were they placed by others?"

…

A week later.

Hive World Spaceport.

The spaceport is one of the orbital buildings built in the past year and a half. It looks like a fortress in space. All ships entering the Tyron system must dock at the spaceport and undergo inspection and formalities before they can conduct business. Activity.

Every day a dozen ships jumped out from Mandeville Point and passed through the fortress defenses into the spaceport, but today this time there was a ship that teleported out directly next to the spaceport.

This ship is different from the surrounding ships. It has no church, and the overall look is sharp and angular. There is a golden lion family emblem hanging on the hull.

Although various large turrets attached to the surface of the ship can be seen from a long distance, this is indeed a merchant ship.

After teleporting out, the merchant ship sailed towards the space port and was guided by a small guide ship to dock under the holographic projection with the number 37 suspended.

After the merchant ship came to a stop, ten large transport planes flew out from under the ship's hull and finally landed in the port area.

The transport plane door opened, and Klein and his entourage walked out of the middle transport plane cabin and looked at a guard waiting in front of him and the thousand soldiers behind the guard who were armed to the teeth.

"Are you Gray, Areda, or someone else? Could it be Grote?" Klein looked at the guard, wondering who was under the thick mask.

The guard walked forward and took off his helmet: "You bastard are doing well."

"Gray!" Klein laughed and walked forward, hugging his old acquaintance.

Then Gray looked at the entourage behind Klein.

A very large Ogryn, wearing hand-made carapace armor.

Behind Ogryn were some guards with scars on their faces.

In addition to these people, there was another person who was immediately attracted to Gray's attention when he looked at him.

It was a strong man with a height of 2.3 meters, a handsome face, and long golden hair. He was wearing a yellow ceramic armor, and there was a red heart with red blood drops on the chest of the armor.

It was obvious that this was an Astartes.

It's just that this man's armor has a lot of damage, and even the thick pauldrons on his shoulders are gone.

The man didn't show any displeasure when being stared at by Gray. He remained quiet and indifferent for a while, and then nodded to Gray.

"Foros, an Emperor Angel. I don't know much about the details. In short, I found him in a world with a harsh environment." Klein briefly introduced him, and then whispered: "I have to say that their lives He was so strong that when I found him he and his men had been eating poisonous animals for a month.”

Hearing this Gray realized that not only one Astartes was coming, but several.

Seeing that Foros didn't look like a bad guy, Gray didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, Klein had to meet the Lord of Tyrone later.

"I came back this time mainly to transport the goods that the governor wanted." Klein said and walked towards other transport planes.

The doors of every transport plane were opened, and mercenaries were armed with live ammunition to maintain order in the transport plane.

The interior of a large transport aircraft is like a square, and the cargo that Klein mentioned is on the "square."

Gray and Klein walked together, chatting while observing the "cargo" in each transport plane.

The first transport was packed with Ogryns.

So does the second one.

"I haven't been back for several months. How is the governor doing?" Klein asked with a smile.

"Very good, just spend most of every day in the research institute, you know, the underground of the fortress where you used to be stationed."

"That's still the same as before..." Klein sighed helplessly, and then asked, "You haven't found a governor's wife either?"

"A few days ago, the Governor went to Tyrone 2 several times during the day and spent a few days at the manor of a young female noble...I saw the two of them on the beach before my vacation was over, so..."

During the conversation, Gray looked at the cargo in the nine transport planes in front.

Most of them were Ogryns and Skaven, just like what other merchants would store in their transports.

Finally, Gray walked to the door of the transport plane at the end. He saw some civilians in the transport plane.

These people were in ragged clothes and were sitting or lying on the cabin floor eating food. There were adults and children. These people may have suffered a lot when they grew up. When they saw Gray walking over in power armor, everyone turned to him. The end of the cabin is retracted.

After scanning, Gray found that there were more than fifty people here.

Gray felt a sense of disgust when he saw these people, and everyone present cast unfriendly glances into the cabin.

This feeling of disgust is not discrimination but instinct, because all these people in the cabin are untouchable.

"This group of people is much worse than Yao En." Klein said helplessly, recalling the scene he saw when he found these untouchables.

"I can see that." Gray nodded.

Klein was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Foros who was aside, and then looked at Gray: "I want to meet the governor, can you..."

"Of course, I'll take you there right away." Gray nodded in agreement.