Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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Inside the orbital support cruiser of the New Thunder Warrior Legion.

The living saint Celestine has brought the clone Angron back. It turns out that it was definitely a wise decision for her not to stay there to fight with Karn, because when she followed the guidance of her faith, she sent the clone Angron to the cruiser. When he received treatment, the clone Angron was already in a dying state.

The Primarch was in his dying state, still able to move and think, but truly on the verge of death.

"Perform first aid procedures!"

"Exit the medical room for those not involved!"

Bendis gave orders to the Thunder Warriors.

The sealed gate of the emergency room gradually closed, and anti-virus filled the entire room. The medical iron man, who had been instilled with countless medical knowledge and conducted countless medical deductions, walked towards the original cloning body and began to treat the original cloning body in the most appropriate way. Many horrific wounds on his body.

At the same time, outside the medical room, Qin Mo and the Emperor stood in front of the window observing the condition of the cloned Angron.

"Can his arm be restored?" Qin Mo's eyes moved away from Angron's broken arm and focused on the emperor possessing Vanessa next to him.

The Emperor is still in a fused state, the human part fused with a will that is powerful but not so powerful that it will instantly burn the vessel.

The emperor in this state always gave Qin Mo a cold feeling, which was completely consistent with his impression of the emperor who was cold and unkind and inexpressive.

"Even the cloned original...can't." The Emperor shook his head slowly.

Looking at the cloned heirs whom he had helped repeatedly, the emperor's face showed no expression, as if he was looking at a tool.

He is so indifferent that one wonders whether he is lending a helping hand because he wants to do a favor, or because he does not want a tool that can be used to be wasted into scrap at a non-critical moment.

"So, you succeeded?" Qin Mo asked, "As for your plan of letting the cloned Angron seize the essence, which is full of the metaphysics of cause and effect, did it succeed?"

After a moment of silence, the emperor nodded, "We have a clue, which at least shows a possibility, but of course, it has not yet been completely successful. We are only a few experiments away from complete success."

"Several experiments... Angron was unlucky in all aspects." Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and nodded with a complicated expression, "If you ask me, just use these cloning originals as warriors, scholars or managers. Just like I originally planned."

The emperor refuted without hesitation: "You have no shortage of warriors, scholars, and managers."

Qin Mo shook his head. He felt that the more warriors, scholars and managers the better.

"If the existence value of these clones is only to serve as soldiers, scholars and managers for the allies of the empire..." The emperor looked at the clone Angron who was being disemboweled, with no expression on his face and no fluctuation in his tone. , "Then they have no value and meaning of existence at all. I might as well destroy them immediately."

"What slave-owner thinking." Qin Mo frowned.

The Emperor didn't answer.

In Qin Mo's view, even if the complete emperor from 10,000 years ago did not have pure human will, he still had emotions, at least privately and on the surface.

But he has been tortured by the Golden Throne and human faith for ten thousand years. Perhaps even if other parts of his will can be integrated with human will after ten thousand years, that part of humanity will be suppressed by divinity and pushed into a corner.

"Your humanity complained to me that I showed up too late."

Qin Mo stared at the original clone in the ward, which was gradually repairing its body, but his attention was not on the medical process at all, and he only spoke in a low voice with slight hesitation.

"Guilliman told me that you complained as much when you met him, that I was a bastard who showed up at the wrong time."

"I actually don't take these complaints seriously, but now I'm starting to think, if I could have appeared ten thousand years earlier, maybe..."

Having said this, Qin Mo turned to look at Vanessa's two golden pupils, and raised his hand to put on her shoulder.

"Perhaps at least I can save you from being tortured by human beliefs for too long, and prevent your humanity from having to be suppressed in a corner when you become a little more complete now."

After listening to Qin Mo's words, the emperor remained expressionless and silent, as if he had heard a completely meaningless sentence, as if he wanted to hear words of substantial help more than such words.

Seeing the emperor's silence, Qin Mo cleared his throat awkwardly and added: "Of course, human nature is not that important to you. After all..."

"It's still very important, both to me and to transcendent beings like the original body." The emperor said indifferently, "I am obsessed with giving power to mortals because transcendent beings without humanity cannot understand mortals. Hardship and weakness.”

Hearing this, Qin Mo narrowed his right eye slightly, looking a little short-sighted, and looked at the emperor with a strange look for three seconds: "Similar to you ten thousand years ago?"

The emperor looked sideways at Qin Mo.

After looking at each other for two seconds, Qin Mo took the lead and burst into laughter, but he immediately held it back.

"You know that I was human ten thousand years ago!"

"You clearly know that I did not have time ten thousand years ago. If you and I reversed our roles, you would have gone on the Great Expedition in a hurry and put aside the happiness of mortals for the time being!"

The emperor's tone finally fluctuated at this time.

"You just like to torture me with words, just like when I guided you in the maze of Mars!"

"It's also puzzling... after three or two syllables come out of your mouth, they become a whip that slaps the soul."

"..."

The emperor defended himself and expressed his dissatisfaction at being verbally tortured by Qin Mo.

It was hard for the part of the emperor's will temporarily stored in Vanessa's body not to recall something from the beginning, that is, when she was leading the way for Qin Mo in the Mars maze, Qin Mo pretended not to know that this part of his will and the human part were attached to Vanessa was also attached to the guard of the maze, and then tortured herself with all kinds of sarcastic and prejudiced words until she had to admit that she was the emperor who possessed the guard.

This part of the emperor's will is still very clear that Qin Mo's psychology may not necessarily be what he says, but he just likes to torture others with words. This is his bad taste.

"By the way..."

When the emperor saw Qin Mo smiling and thought he was holding back some vicious words, the smile on Qin Mo's face suddenly disappeared.

"Speaking of which..." Qin Mo patted the back of his head, "The enemies on Broome have all retreated into the Skull Fortress... Corax and the others who were sent out to assassinate the Demon Prince have not come back yet, could they be following them? Did the Skull Titan enter the fortress together?"

The emperor glanced at Qin Mo and returned to his extremely indifferent look: "You sent them out to perform the mission. Now you suddenly remember that you forgot about them, what's the use of telling me?"

"Actually, I haven't forgotten them, but I just want to mention them in front of you at this time." Qin Mo smiled and shook his head, "Just like someone treats certain original bodies as if they have forgotten them, which leads to …”

"If you say one more word, I will leave the vessel of my human will and leave you to deal with all the mess of this war," the Emperor said.