Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"We're not breaking up, at least not by me."

An ethereal voice sounded in the conference hall.

Mimic and Burner penetrated the door of the conference hall together and entered among the holographic images.

However, it was obvious that the two Star Gods did not have the same opinion.

The mimic was content to have a seat at the table, sensing the friendliness of these mortal beings and their wisdom in wanting to put aside their differences to at least unite to keep the sector functioning.

But Burner was very dissatisfied: "I am the fusion of three fragments. Is it okay to occupy three seats?"

This sentence undoubtedly angered everyone.

The Mimic was one step ahead of everyone else and scolded the Burner: "You can just get out of the Tyrone Star District without asking for a single seat, and do the trivial things you want to do."

The Burner looked at the mimic and smiled contemptuously: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? The Forger may have died in the subspace, and he can't jump out to support you."

"It was the Celestial Engine that gave me the courage." Mimic looked around, "The people attending the meeting are only holographic images. They are not in the Tailong galaxy. If you want to seize everything Qin Mo has built, then the Tailong people will sacrifice a world and everything in the world. It is natural for human life to perish together with yours under the bombardment of the celestial engine.”

"Haha." The Burner smiled contemptuously again, no longer paying attention to the mimicry, standing with his hands behind his hands and slowly floating towards the middle of the blade of the statue of Lord Tyron, which is the holographic round table.

Facing the humans who turned their attention to him, the Burner talked freely.

"I ask for three positions. At least Mimic and I should have three positions."

"I have no interest in ruling a group of ants. As long as I am willing, I can leave the Tyrone star sector immediately and use biotechnology to create my own family somewhere."

"I'm asking for three spots because I'm older, I think deeper, I've seen more than all of you put together."

"Except for the Superman who was created by the caster using transformation technology, all of you are mortal mortals. Without the help of drugs, you can handle affairs without sleep for three consecutive days without making any mistakes. It is the corpse on the throne that protects you. ”

"..."

After listening to what the Burner said, Gray stood up and looked directly into the Star God's eyes: "If we need a worker who can handle affairs around the clock, then artificial intelligence is more suitable than you. So, if you want to stay in the star sector and wait for Tyrone's death, If the Lord comes back and continues to help you, then you will find a place to sit down, otherwise you will leave Tyrone.”

The Burner was not angry, and actually found a seat to sit down, but his words were still full of contempt: "I want to use a fire to give the Star District a decent death, so that the Star District will not be led by you ants." Into the abyss... But somehow, I just want to play house with you ants."

After Mimic also took his seat, the seats in the seven-person council were filled.

A stone man stepped forward and told everyone the situation in the star sector at this moment, so that the council could quickly discuss and make decisions.

First of all, Huron was not completely dead. He was resurrected. He led the army to continue fighting on the planet Beisiu 1.

Kabanha, who had previously been defeated in the battle with the Burners and escaped, appeared again at the western edge of the star sector, hacking and killing everywhere. The purpose was not yet clear.

An unconfirmed news that Tyrone's navy detected during the war has now been confirmed, that is, the fleet in Huron's hands has more than doubled. There are a large number of warships in his fleet made of pure brass and rotten flesh. These warships Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to have combat effectiveness, but they do have combat effectiveness, and they are a hundred times more powerful than the battleships in the Red Pirate Fleet.

The situation is already very serious.

Normally, Lord Talon would come up with his inventions to solve the problem, but now Lord Talon is not in the sector. Although the humans only think that he is lost in the warp and has not returned, the Stonemen obtained it from Mimic and Burner. The information they received allowed them to make a more rational judgment - the Creator has been buried in subspace.

"We need support." Gray looked around at everyone, "What I'm going to say is the worst consideration: the Empire may not provide support to us, and the Lords of the Five Hundred Worlds in Terra may not bypass the Empire to provide support. , at least we should ask for support from the Blood Angels and Lamenters."

"What about the Cadian people? We once sacrificed hundreds of thousands of people to help them protect the fortress world. Shouldn't they come to support us?" someone asked.

"The Cadian people belong to the Astra Militarum, and Creed is not the Lord of the Supreme Castle when it is not at war... In short, we should understand the situation of the Cadian people." Adam said.

Everyone fell into silence.

Obviously, the only ones who can help are the Blood Angels and the Lamenters.

But the Burner suddenly thought of something and asked everyone: "Why don't we go and bring the Agrippina people over to join the battle?"

"The Forge World belongs to the Mechanicus Adeptus Mechanicus. The Adeptus Commander Forge General is a member of the Council of High Lords of Tyron. It is even more impossible for him to bypass the council and send reinforcements. Moreover, the Forge General's attitude towards Tai Lung is still unknown." The stone man said.

"Why, why can't the human empire be more loose and thorough even though it's already so loose?" Burner spread his hands, "I thought their governor and foundry director were similar to a lord from ancient times of civilization. In name, They belong to the empire, but in fact they all do their own thing, the kind of lords who do whatever they want."

"Not really." The stone man shook his head.

After some discussion, the stone man announced that the agenda had entered the voting stage, that is, each council member decided whether to send a request for help to the Blood Angels and the Lamenters.

Everyone, including the Star God, agreed.

The next agenda item begins.

After talking about the aid, the next thing the seven-member council discussed was strategic matters.

Adam has the most say in this matter.

After considering the huge disparity in the number of fleets between the enemy and ours, Adam proposed using strategic points for defense instead of dispersing the fleets in different systems.

Of course, the Beixiu galaxy is still a battlefield that the fleet needs to focus on, and it is not suitable for strategic point defense.

This agenda item was naturally passed unanimously.

The meeting continued for another day and night.

Whenever an agenda item ends with a vote and becomes a decision, it will be immediately circulated from the conference hall and then implemented.

Every decision of the Council may not be perfect, but it definitely stabilizes the situation in the sector before the return of Lord Tyron.

until the end of the meeting.

Gray stood up and saluted everyone: "Thank you for your willingness to agree with what Anreda and I discussed about the establishment of the parliament. Thank you very much."

Everyone also stood up and returned the greeting.

"For the Lord of Tai Lung! For the One Hundred and Twenty Worlds of Tai Lung!"