Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"The fight is over."

Kaldor let out a long breath, and the tight muscles under his armor relaxed, and his whole body suddenly relaxed a lot.

Qin Mo turned to look at the dead souls of Tailong Army.

These dead souls had just been affected by the maggots and plague released by the Demon Prince, but fortunately they were fine now.

"Why did you appear in the Nurgle Demon Realm?" Qin Mo asked. He thought that Kaldor should have left the Nurgle Demon Realm by this time.

"Shouldn't you ask me who I am?" Kaldor walked slowly to the incense burner that fell to the ground by the Demon Prince, and used his spiritual power to completely destroy the incense burner.

At this point, the Grand Master of the Gray Knight took a long breath and sat down wherever he was, extremely tired.

Inside the Gray Knight's Aegis Terminator armor, the counter used to count in the warp showed 350:22, which meant that Kaldor had been fighting in Nurgle for three hundred and fifty years and twenty-two. God, I haven't had a rest since the moment I stepped into the Demon Realm of Nurgle until now.

Although there is no time in subspace, Kaldor, as a person from the real universe, is used to keeping track of time. Even though it has no meaning or effect, he just wants to do it.

"Who are you?" Kaldor raised his head and looked at Qin Mo, "I see that the power you use is not spiritual energy... How can you kill the demon prince in the subspace without using spiritual energy?"

"It's a long story." Qin Mo looked around and finally decided not to go deeper. Instead, he took Kaldo to a safe place to get more information from the Gray Knight Grand Master who had been lost in the subspace for a long time. Information about the Demon Realm of Nurgle.

So Qin Mo took out the black crystal and teleported everyone present back to the temple on the back of the giant turtle.

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The temple's fireplace still burned, even though there was no more wood inside.

Kaldor walked slowly out of the unfolding black light, looked around, and saw a fairly warm haven, as well as Qin Mo and the dead souls of the Tailong Army.

The warm fireplace, fellow human beings, the bed... these made Kaldo's nerves that had been tense for hundreds of years instantly relieved. He let out a tired sigh and sat in front of the fireplace to warm himself.

"I used to have such a giant whale, and then he was killed by an ax from Khorne," Kaldor said.

Qin Mo was silent, thinking about how he could talk to the great mentor, gain his trust, and get more information about the Demon Realm.

Not only about the Demon Realm of Nurgle, but also about Khorne, the Demon Realm of Tzeentch... Kaldor has been to these places.

But the gray knight in front of him was friendlier than Qin Mo thought. He sat on the ground for a while, then got up and walked to the bed, turned around and asked, "Do you mind?"

"I don't mind." Qin Mo shook his head.

Kaldor took a breath, sat on the bed, took out a backpack from nowhere, took out some meat and roasted it on the fireplace.

The two were silent for a while.

Until Kaldor turned the barbecue over, paused for a moment, and asked: "Why don't you ask me who I am? I have been in the subspace for such a long time, and I really want someone to talk to me."

"I know who you are, and I also know that you are the Grand Master of the Gray Knights." Qin Mo said.

Kaldor, who was turning the barbecue, suddenly trembled, turned his head and stared at Qin Mo: "Gray Knight...how could you know this name?"

Kaldor kept looking at Qin Mo as he spoke, making sure that he was not wearing any coat of arms or accessories worn by high-ranking officials in the empire or the Inquisition, and concluded that he was not a person who should know about the existence of the Gray Knights.

The Gray Knights have always been a secret within the Empire.

In the cruel code of conduct of the Gray Knights, any civilian or soldier who knows the existence of demons and Gray Knights must die, even if they only glimpse a certain part of the Gray Knight's armor.

Signing an extermination order on the world after the demons have ravaged it and the survivors on it is something the Gray Knights often do.

"Do you want to silence me?" Qin Mo asked.

"No, of course not." Kaldor pointed to his feet, "You have already stabbed a demon prince to death. I think you are not an ordinary person. Why do you want to kill him?"

After saying that, Kaldor placed the shield on his knees, took out a bottle of oil from his backpack and applied it on it.

The bottle of oil had a picture of a nun taped to it.

And the oil in the bottle... Qin Mo could sense that it was refined from human tissue.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't want to use it either, but in the subspace I have to do something to ensure that the weapon is always in the best condition." Kaldor applied oil to the shield, then put the bottle against his heart, and said: The nun in the photo affixed to the bottle mourns, "Fight in your name, sister."

After preparing his weapons, Kaldor moved his eyes to the meat that had been roasted on the fireplace, picked up a skewer and handed it to Qin Mo: "Try the meat roasted by the master chef of the Gray Knight canteen."

Qin Mo took the barbecue and asked tentatively: "Is this the devil's meat?"

"This is Caldo Diego's meat, feel free to eat it." Caldo replied angrily, picked up another skewer of meat and took a hard bite.

Perhaps because he had been in the subspace for too long and was too lonely, Kaldor took the initiative to talk about his purpose of going to the Demon Realm of Nurgle.

That incense burner is the purpose.

The reason is that Kaldor saw the demon prince appearing in the real universe holding a censer and spreading a devastating plague. Then he went to deal with the demon prince and killed him in the Nurgle Demon Realm for hundreds of years until now.

"When I was dealing with that demon prince, I was reciting his true name from beginning to end, but I was knocked out before I finished reciting it. You will know what happened next." Kaldor looked helpless.

To him, this battle was no different from the battle with Mortarion. He mainly relied on reciting his true name to counter his opponent.

There is no way, an enemy of the Demon Prince's level is too powerful.

After talking about his own affairs, Kaldor asked about Qin Mo again, and then he knew what happened from the time he entered the subspace to the last month of the last year of the 41st millennium.

The month of shame.

The Battle of Cadia.

Battle of Barr.

The establishment of the Tyron Sector and the defense of Tyron.

Qin Mo said everything except his own affairs. He just vaguely told Kaldo that he was the sector lord, or governor, of the Tyrone sector.

Kaldor heard everything, but what he cared about most was the Moon of Shame.

The so-called Moon of Shame refers to the cleansing activities of the Inquisition and the Gray Knights against the world ravaged by demons after the First War of Armageddon. The cleansing activities were obstructed by the founding group, the Space Wolves Chapter.

The Gray Knights and Inquisition directly attacked the Space Wolves' warships, nearly leading to a civil war.

When Qin Mo mentioned that in the face of the aggressive Inquisitor, the leader of the Wolf Regiment, Logan, would jump and slash him, Kaldor burst into laughter.

"That old guy Logan is still so irritable? This judge is really on the wrong side of the barrel!"

"Indeed, it was not only the Inquisitor who was killed by Logan's jump chop, but also the Gray Knight Grand Master Joe Roth."

"Ha...uh, what did you say?"