Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Mimicry stared at the illusion it had created.

The Milky Way is divided into two parts, the north and the south, by a blue line. This blue line is not a territorial boundary, but a spiritual barrier visible to the naked eye established by the ancient saints in the galaxy.

The mimic raised his head and looked forward. The Void Dragon was floating on the black stone floor, with a metal skeleton standing bowed next to it.

Mimic's gaze turned to the side and saw another Star God with a blue living metal body.

"Forger, I need you to work with me to build new weapons." The Void Dragon pointed to the blue line dividing the galaxy. "This psychic barrier is based on planets, and we will use weapons to control these millions of planets in Asia. The corresponding structure in space is erased.”

The blue star god responded immediately: "Yes. But I don't know anything about subspace..."

"I can teach you." The Void Dragon turned to look at the metal skeleton beside him and gave it an order: "Sharek, I need you to attack immediately after the psychic barrier disappears."

The metal skeleton named Sarek saluted and immediately went to make arrangements for the attack.

Finally the Void Dragon also left.

After seeing the Void Dragon leave, Mimic dared to speak to the Forger: "Why do we have to participate in this war?"

"Because we are weak, we will be coerced." The Forger replied.

Mimic heard that the Forger was talking about us. He was referring to all the Star Gods who cooperated together because they were weak but still had to be coerced.

Mimicry wanted to say something, but couldn't. Everything in front of him quickly turned into boundless darkness.

After noticing the abnormality, Mimicry was frightened, because this change did not come from its own power, it was like a certain existence tearing the illusion apart.

"I know where you are..."

The mimicry heard a voice, followed it, and saw a Catan suddenly walking out of the boundless darkness.

Those who embrace the night.

When the name came to Mimic's mind it was so frightened that it trembled.

"Although I am also a fragment, you are still far behind me." The Nightbringer's broken body stopped in front of the mimic, then looked at his hands and said, "You are imprisoned but you can still separate part of your consciousness in the galaxy. Running around in the middle is your talent and your flaw."

The Nightbringer likes to talk without any beginning or end, just like in the mimic impression, but it still understands.

Although you can gain limited freedom by separating a part of your consciousness, this part of your consciousness is not imperceptible to others of the same kind.

The fragment of the Nightbringer is about to find itself...

"How many slaves are there imprisoning you? If there are few, I can rescue you, my fellow Catan." The Nightbringer suddenly became concerned, as if he had forgotten his attitude just now.

From the Mimic's point of view, this is normal. Shards must have incomplete or inconsistent memories.

"I am imprisoned by the Silent King." Mimic replied.

Hearing this, Ye Yongzhe was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, the only difference between you and the fraudster is that you will not deceive others with malicious intent, so you can listen to your words in reverse."

The mimic felt scared and tried to escape. Soon it felt like it was electrocuted by something, and the darkness in front of it disappeared instantly.

When he saw Qin Mo again, Mimic realized that he had not fallen into the illusion again and had returned to reality.

"Forger, I..."

"You are now awake. Please help me plan a route to Cadian."

After waking up, Mimic was about to tell Qin Mo about seeing the Night Holder, but Qin Mo interrupted him.

Mimicry felt like a tool, and began to suspect that Qin Mo didn't want to help him at all, so even telling him that he was found by the Night Holder was useless.

After realizing this, Mimic felt angry at first, and then suddenly calmed down. He did not get angry and did not continue to talk about the Night Holder finding him. He just responded calmly: "Okay, I will help you plan now."

The mimic recalled the appearance of the Milky Way and expanded the content of the illusion to the entire Milky Way, then asked where the so-called Cadian was, and then marked the location pointed out by Qin Mo.

"The Nurgle fleet is very likely to attack us. The Tyrone sector is facing an upcoming war, so I plan to send a ship to Cadian before the war begins."

"Go and warn the Cadian people to beware of the Voskani Catharans, for they will rebel in the future."

"Actually, I wanted to go to Cadian now, but Creed is not the castle lord yet and he can't decide on major issues. If the fleet passes by, I'm afraid the Cadian people will think we are intruders. As for whether they will listen to me or not. Warning... There is no way that the Voskani Iron Cavalry will blow up the Black Stone Obelisk."

When Qin Mo spoke, the mimicry silently planned the route to Cadian according to the characteristics of the dimensional engine. It did not understand the rebellion or Creed, nor did it know what Qin Mo wanted to do, but it still silently worked for Qin Mo. Planning the route.

Because this is probably the last time.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Mo noticed something was wrong with the mimicry and thought it was hallucinating again.

Mimic finished planning the route in silence, and then said: "At least you won't be eaten by the Night Holder. We weak star gods are not completely dead yet, and there will always be a time when we can take revenge."

Qin Mo didn't understand this sentence, but he saw that the mimicry did not have hallucinations. After thinking about it for a while, he realized what the problem was: "What did you see in the hallucination just now?"

Mimic originally wanted to tell him that the fragment of the Night Holder was targeting him, but then he thought about it. Qin Mo probably hadn't fully recovered his strength yet, so he might not be dead if he encountered the fragment of the Night Holder.

So Mimic shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just an illusion."

"Say." Qin Mo's attitude was tough.

Mimic hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke frankly.

After hearing this, Qin Mo asked, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

Mimic spread his hands and said helplessly: "I want to say it."

"Forget it... think about what to do first." Qin Mo lowered his head and started thinking.

The twelve enemy ships were used as victims to test the Tyrone fleet. Now that the enemy's test has yielded results, they should launch a large-scale invasion soon.

Coupled with the matter of mimicry...it was actually because the house was leaking and it rained all night.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo raised his head and asked the mimic: "If you are released, what is our chance of winning against the Night Holder together?"

"I don't know, it's a piece of debris and it may be very strong or very weak, but I don't think we can defeat it no matter what, just the two of us." Mimic shook his head.

Hearing this, Qin Mo felt at a loss for words, but then he had an idea: "Do you know what is the strongest thing about a caster?"

Mimicry suddenly understood what Qin Mo meant: "It's casting."

"So." Qin Mo nodded, "It's not the two of us who deal with the Night Holder, it's the two of us plus a lot of war machines that deal with the Night Holder. No, it's the fragments of the Night Holder."