Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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"Our job is not just to sit in the ring."

"Our responsibilities..."

When he was in the teleportation array arranged by Ahriman, Guilliman was in a trance. The words he heard when he saw Corax just now still lingered in his mind.

He likes to think and is used to thinking, so what Corax says will inevitably be considered carefully.

Even though Guilliman had returned to the other clone brothers and Ahriman at this time, even though the experience of seeing the clone Corax and Corax's body just now seemed like a dream lingering in the fog.

Recalling the time when he came to the Iron Ring with the clone brothers, Guilliman felt that this event had a sense of fate from the beginning, as if something big was waiting for them ahead.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

"You left just now." Horus walked to Guilliman. "Did you see anything suspicious?"

Guilliman raised his head and looked up at Horus, saying nothing.

"If you feel suspicious, I will immediately think that Ahriman is not trustworthy." Horus stared at Ahriman who was using psychic powers with Magnus a hundred meters away. "Perhaps you will feel that you are excluded. Yes, but... I know very well that we are all clones, and we should not be bound to the memory of the original body. I also know how strong and hardworking your original body will be ten thousand years later, so if you have anything to say, you can directly explain."

Hearing this, Guilliman also looked at Ahriman, recalling Corax's words that we are all influenced by our father, even Ahriman. Guilliman shook his head: "I went out for a walk and didn't find anything suspicious."

"That's good." Horus lowered his head and looked down at the dagger on his waist. The one given to him by Ahriman, known as the first weapon to kill wizards, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The transfer ceremony was quickly arranged.

Magnus stepped aside, and Ahriman took out the instrument that had been used to lead everyone out of the danger zone, and held it high.

Spiritual energy began to converge on the artifact.

Everyone will return to the dangerous place in the next second, where the Emperor and Horus fight with reverberation.

It stands to reason that someone should stand up and say some inspiring words to boost morale, but the people present at this time are not just the cloning originals or Ahriman's gang, so both parties have chosen silence in a tacit understanding to avoid making mistakes if they speak too much.

After confirming that the teleportation could begin, Ahriman nodded to Magnus, and then his eyes fell on Luperzi holding the magic sword.

Magnus looked at his brothers.

After everyone nodded in the same direction, the teleportation started and then ended in an instant.

As powerful psychic energy surged in like a tsunami, Magnus and Ahriman simultaneously held up the barrier.

As Guilliman left, the clone primarchs listened to Ahriman explain more about his plan to dispel the reverberations, and then discovered that this guy's plan was really simple. As he said before, everyone was hidden behind a psychic barrier. Make sure not to be obliterated by the torrent of psychic energy, then approach Horus and the Emperor, and let the clone Horus strike at the reverberation of his true form.

It's that simple.

However, due to the disparity in strength, even such a simple plan can be executed like a battle involving all kinds of planning and everything is staked.

As soon as the psychic barrier was propped up, cracks appeared.

Holding the dagger in one hand and the unknown sword given to him by Luperzi in the other, Horus advanced as Magnus and Ahriman struggled to fend off the psychic powers.

Everything in front of me sometimes changes into the interior of the Vengeful Spirit, sometimes into the Palace of Terra.

What is even more astonishing is that blue sky or clouds appear inside the iron ring, a giant man-made void structure, with lightning storms and sandstorms raging.

Soon, the cloned Horus saw his true form.

The Emperor was still at war with him, and every close encounter between the two sides was as shocking as before.

When the clone primarchs, Ahriman, and Luperzi appeared on the battlefield, they failed to attract the attention of both sides. They were like ants passing by when two humans were fighting each other.

Originally, Cloning Horus thought that the Emperor completely regarded his own body as the enemy, and that he had abandoned his humanity before the war and that he no longer had any emotions. But in fact, as he heard from Qin Mo, even during the battle, the Emperor He still hasn't given up on awakening his Warmaster's son.

During the battle, the two blamed and argued with each other, but the words they spoke were like thunder penetrating into the ears of a superman with the physical fitness of the original clone.

The words uttered by both sides are a double torture to everyone on both the mental and physical levels.

"Look at what consequences you have caused. Your son almost captured Cardia ten thousand years later, and almost caused mankind, which was already in the abyss, to fall deeper into the abyss, almost beyond redemption!"

"You are my proud heir, but you succumbed to the power of destruction and became a lackey of the Chaos Gods!"

The Emperor holds the psionic Emperor's Sword.

The Emperor's Sword in his hand was obviously not the one that Guilliman's body took away in front of the Golden Throne. It was made of pure spiritual energy, just as the reverberations of the Emperor and Horus were at this time. It has no physical properties and is also purely psychic.

Faced with the Emperor's rebuke, Horus reached for the Emperor's Sword and roared at his father in a psionic sear.

"I'm not surrendering, I'm just using their power, but their power is slightly dangerous."

"Playing with danger and dancing on the edge of a knife, isn't that what you're good at?"

"You have planned to abandon me and my brothers, you have created more obedient fakes, and these fakes are created by your indirect influence on Fulgrim's evil sons. As I said, this is what you are good at, I’m just learning from you, as always!”

After saying this, Horus swung his sword towards the Emperor's Sword. The two weapons collided, and the spiritual energy emitted spread out in all directions.

The aftermath of the psychic blast shattered Ahriman's will, causing him to briefly fall into a trance.

At this time, Luperzi stepped forward with the magic sword in hand and slashed into the air. The psychic impact briefly dissipated, and then struck more powerfully at Magnus, who was struggling to support the barrier.

Magnus was already trying his best to maintain the operation of the barrier, but some of the impact still penetrated. The moment the clone Horus, who was staring at the emperor and his own body, sensed the danger, Luperzi immediately left Ahriman's side and rushed towards the clone. In front of the father of genes, he slashed his sword in the air again.

The psychic impact was also deflected, but he lagged behind slightly. Ahriman, who was slightly farther away from Magnus, was thrown away by the aftermath of the impact, but he quickly regained his energy and once again assisted Magnus in maintaining the barrier.

As everyone got closer to the fighting Emperor and Horus, the impact became more intense.

Just when Magnus and Ahriman could no longer maintain themselves, Horus turned his head sharply and glanced at them.

Cloning Horus met its eyes and was stunned for a moment.