Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"What are you talking about? How come I don't know who the fraudster is?"

When Qin Mo mentioned the fraudster McPhetlan, his mimicry eyes stared straight at Qin Mo, his ever-changing face full of confusion.

Qin Mo thought that the mimicry might defend himself or curse him, but he never thought that it was completely unaware of the fraudster McPhetlan.

However, this does not completely prove the identity of the mimic, nor does it prove that what he told before is true.

It is impossible for any C'tan to be unaware of McPhetlan the Deceiver, who once deceived the Necrontyr, also known as the Necron.

It also makes the Star Gods believe that the most delicious thing in the universe is not the souls of intelligent creatures, but their own kind, that is, other Star Gods.

The fraudster's ability to defraud is the best in the universe, and it can even reach the highest level of fraud: he can even deceive himself.

Qin Mo believes that the mimicry is either the fraudster McPheterlan, or it has fragmented memories and blurred memories, and everything it says is half-truth or half-false, or it may even be completely false.

"I will give you two hints." The mimicry stabilized into a human form and raised two fingers: "First, your strength is gradually recovering. The longer it takes, the better it is for you."

"What about the second one?" Qin Mo asked.

"Second, don't think that the war is over if you kill all the bugs."

"How to say?"

Although he knew that what Mimic said might be false, Qin Mo still wanted to get more information from him, which could at least be used as a reference condition.

"The planet you are on is being corroded. The gene stealers and you are actually just victims of the game between many forces."

"I can predict the future to a certain extent. I must remind you, be careful of the first person you see when you come out of the nest. He is a follower of the evil god."

The mimetic voice is also ever-changing, but what it says are the most straightforward words.

Although Qin Mo didn't completely believe what Mimic said, he believed that the most praiseworthy thing about this star god was that it was not a riddler. For this reason alone, it was N times stronger than the so-called prophets of the Spirit Clan.

"Thank you for the tip. This can no longer be called a tip but a clear answer. I will refer to it as appropriate." Qin Mo said.

"You will know that I am right, and I will help you become the ruler of those humans, but you have to atone for your past betrayal." Mimicry stared into Qin Mo's eyes, trying to find a trace of guilt in it.

But couldn't find it.

Qin Mo pointed at his head and said: "You know that I am still a human being, right? I was not taken away by the caster you said, right?"

"Yeah." Mimic nodded.

"Then why should I atone for my sins? I was dragged into this universe inexplicably, and I merged with a star god inexplicably. I didn't help the Necrontyr to create weapons." Qin Mo said with a smile.

"No, no no no no... it shouldn't be this way." Mimic shook his head repeatedly.

"Goodbye. Say it next time it enters my head." Qin Mo waved to the mimicry and voluntarily exited the dream it created.

After waking up, Qin Mo looked at the wall and fell into deep thought.

He felt that he was a bit unkind in front of the mimic, but he clearly knew that most gods in the Warhammer universe were not good things.

Even if the mimic is not a fragment of the Deceiver, then its word cannot be taken at all, and it is best to be cautious when communicating with these supernatural beings.

Bang bang bang——

A knock on the door interrupted Qin Mo's thinking, and he looked at the door.

The door was pushed open through a gap. Klein looked through the gap and pushed the door in after discovering that Qin Mo was not conducting research.

"What's wrong?" Qin Mo asked.

"Do you have time? Let's go see the passage to the nest together?" Klein said and took out a blueprint.

It was a drawing he drew himself, depicting what he knew about the passage.

"Of course." Qin Mo felt that now was the time to prepare for leaving the nest.

…

After a while.

The transport aircraft slowly descended under the command of ground personnel and parked in a place specially designed for parking vehicles.

Since the war is going very smoothly and has now entered the cleanup stage of the remaining rebels, a group of people has been transferred to the outside of the entrance of the passage to provide security support for the subsequent work of opening the passage.

Qin Mo and Klein walked straight to the passage after getting off the transport plane.

The two also passed by the position that the 44th Regiment was once responsible for establishing.

The fortress that Qin Mo, Gray and others once guarded still stood there, looking shabby.

"This place was originally going to be demolished." Klein pointed at the fortress and said, "But considering this is the place where you fought as a soldier, it will be preserved forever."

"Tear it down, I have no nostalgia for this place." Qin Mo responded calmly.

Qin Mo has no feelings for people and things in the 44th Regiment other than the survivors, because he was once just a prisoner who was beaten and scolded, and lived in darkness every day on the battlefield.

"Bull was my classmate in the military academy. What do you think of him?" Klein asked with a smile.

"The best, the best fool, only those who are least concerned by the emperor will serve as soldiers under him." Qin Mo said subconsciously.

Klein smiled and nodded, the word approval seemed to be written on his face.

The two continued to move forward and entered a giant man-made building with a height of more than a thousand meters.

This building is like a huge version of a checkpoint, with all kinds of abandoned instruments and equipment in the passage that is enough for four regiments to march side by side.

A railway was built in the middle of the passage that stretched as far as the eye could see. There were also trains on the railway with carriages large enough to accommodate Leman Russ tanks.

This is the latest construction of a logistics machine controlled by a master controller.

Because the main control intelligence believed that sooner or later, it would have to go to the nest, so in order to ensure the supply of supplies, it built this railway.

Qin Mo and Klein got on the train again and rushed on their way.

After traveling about ten kilometers, the train reached the end of the railway.

When Qin Mo and Klein stepped off the train, Anruida, who was wearing guard power armor, walked towards them.

The clerk, who didn't like war, arrived before the two of them and was responsible for supervising the subsequent tunnel excavation project.

"As we can see, it is not an ordinary difficulty to open this channel." Andreda said.

Qin Mo raised his head and looked straight ahead.

The giant passage has been completely blocked. It is larger than the checkpoint, with a height of two thousand meters and a width of seven thousand meters.

"The engineering technology of ancient times is always amazing. We, the descendants, don't even know why such a large passage was built." Klein took out the drawings he drew and spread them on the ground.

"Thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago, the bottom nest may have been an arsenal, using technology we have long forgotten to build giant war machines." Qin Mo looked around and expressed his speculation.