Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

In the illusion, Qin Mo wandered among the stars.

Absorb the energy of stars and devour intelligent life in the star system.

This life lasted for a long time, until Qin Mo came to a star system on the edge of the Milky Way, and he suddenly saw a ray of light.

This light shattered the dimensions within the star system and pulled him in. The strong energy impact even tore apart his self-awareness.

The pain when his consciousness was torn apart awakened Qin Mo. He broke away from the illusion and opened his eyes to look around.

Surrounded by the slowly dissipating smoke, the approaching rebels could be vaguely seen.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

After waking up, Qin Mo's first reaction was not to run away or hide, but to search for the diary in his pocket. Then he sadly discovered that not only could he not find the diary, he could not even find the trouser pocket where the diary was stored.

The whole pair of pants was blown to pieces.

Qin Mo lay in the trench and groped among the metal fragments. At the same time, he prayed to the emperor, praying to the Lord of Mankind to bless him and find the most precious thing to him.

The Lord of Humanity on the Golden Throne seemed to really care for Qin Mo.

Qin Mo finally found the diary, which was only one in 100.

Only one page of the thick diary was blown away, and almost half of the page was burnt.

"No no... no!" Qin Mo was extremely sad.

He could rewrite the memories in this diary, but this diary was placed on his body before he traveled through time and brought to this world together. It was also the last gift his mother bought him when he was seven years old.

"Attack, attack!"

"For the Lord of Evolution!"

"For our savior!"

The shouts reached Qin Mo's ears, and the rebels had approached the edge of the trench.

Soon the ground was shaking slightly, accompanied by the sound of creaking tracks. This proved that the rebels were not just infantry, they also had tanks.

Qin Mo rolled up the remaining half page of paper in his pants, stood up and looked at the rebel soldiers angrily.

These rebel soldiers are genestealers, hybrids of Tyranids and humans.

These freaks were terrifying in appearance, but Qin Mo was not afraid. He just wanted to give these freaks some color.

At this time he was also found by Caron.

Caron walked through the battlefield at a speed that was not suitable for an old man like him, using his spiritual energy to resist the incoming bullets, aiming to get as close as possible to Qin Mo.

When there was still fifty meters between the two parties, Caron used his psychic power to send the key to Qin Mo: "Hurry up and unlock your psychic suppression collar!"

But it was still a step too late. Before the key was delivered to Qin Mo, he was already overwhelmed by rebel soldiers.

But in the next second, a 360-degree sea of ​​​​fire spewed out from among the rebel soldiers. Dozens of rebel soldiers around Qin Mo and the keys flying towards him were all burned to charcoal.

Qin Mo floated to a position two meters above the ground, with flames gushing out of his eyes and electricity rushing through his body.

The label on the psychic suppression collar, which reads Prisoner No. 444, is burning.

The rebel soldiers noticed Qin Mo and immediately focused fire on him. The tank built by the rebels also stopped advancing and turned its turret towards Qin Mo.

Qin Mo, who was the target of public criticism, did not dodge. He raised his hand and pointed it at the rebels. He released flames and lightning from his two palms respectively. These two attack methods were extremely efficient, and the place where the flames and lightning swept across was cleared.

As for the tank that was preparing to launch an attack, it did not escape the attack. The metal on its turret was twisted and deformed. The ammunition rack that was originally located in the vehicle body was pulled out of the twisted metal, and then was struck by lightning and exploded.

The turret shattered, and flames shot into the sky from the car body.

"..." Caron, who was watching, swore that he had never seen such a scene in his life.

A psyker wearing a psychic suppression collar is using his psychic powers to kill everyone.

Although the psychic suppression collar produced by Tyrone Galaxy is relatively backward, its ability to be handed over to the empire as a tithe is enough to prove that it still has the function of suppressing psychic energy.

"Retreat!" Bull shouted to Charon, "while he delays the enemy's attack!"

"We can't retreat, we must hold on!" Caron turned back and shouted to Bull, "It's not certain whether the battle line has been penetrated. If we retreat..."

Cuaron was killed in the middle of his words.

Cause of death: Did not notice that there was a rebel soldier nearby carrying a bomb, and he happened to be hit by the lightning released by Qin Mo.

Seeing Caron's body tissue and his scepter flying toward him, Bull immediately ran away with the guards without hesitation.

Bull's vehicle was a Centaur troop carrier, just large enough to hold him and his personal guard.

There are a total of eight of these private guards, all wearing power armor. Although there are not many in number, they do not have to charge into battle, and they are completely sufficient to protect their masters.

The situation was urgent. Bull did not wait for the guard to open the door for him. He rushed to the door of the personnel carrier and pulled the door open while getting into the vehicle.

But just as Bull sat down, he suddenly saw a person in the personnel carrier.

This person looks like a human, but with long legs, squatting on the ground to eat the driver.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Two seconds later the "man" screamed and lunged at Bull.

Bull waved the chain sword in panic. His guards did not dare to shoot and could only try to rush forward and pull the two people apart. However, they found that the weirdo was extremely powerful and a bunch of people were pulling together and were pulled from the car to the outside.

The scene was very chaotic.

There was chaos not only on the personnel carrier side, but also on the position.

The soldiers fought in small groups. Some soldiers saw comrades in the trenches in front of them, but enemies in the trenches behind them.

Some soldiers fought alone, only to find themselves mixed in with the rebel soldiers.

Some soldiers were suddenly suppressed by the firepower of logging rifles and were unable to raise their heads. They were about to curse the logging rifle gunners as idiots, but found that it was the rebel soldiers who were manipulating the logging rifles in the rear.

Part of the reason for this chaos was that the infantry regiment was unprepared for a sudden attack, but more of the reason was that Qin Mo walked through the rebels and disrupted all their tactics and formations.

After dodging a shell and blowing up another enemy tank with his backhand, Qin Mo quickly scanned the situation on the entire position and realized that he couldn't last long fighting alone.

Qin Mo felt exhausted from exerting his spiritual power with all his strength.

"The bunker in the center of the position!" Qin Mo shouted to his soldiers.

The shouts were immediately drowned out by the sound of artillery fire.

Qin Mo could only use actions instead of words, and rushed to his own soldiers to help them rescue them one by one.

Without verbal orders, these soldiers knew who they should follow now. They fought hard on the road opened by Qin Mo, and gathered with other soldiers of their own. The cycle continued until more than two hundred people who were still alive gathered again. together.

In the end, the survivors and Qin Mo went straight to the bunker in the center of the position.

The bunker was only half-finished and had not yet been topped off, but at least it still had walls and fixed logging guns as cover.