Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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The fleets that carried out the Golden Expedition gathered together and sailed through the Eye of Terror, which had been completely closed. They docked, resupplied, and moved forward in every system where the Tyron Engineering Fleet had built a large military starport.

And so on.

This sailing route is called the Road to Victory.

In the countless years since then, as long as humans still exist, as long as the occupied Eye of Terror and its surroundings are still under human control, there will be an endless stream of people visiting the Road to Victory and Triumph.

All systems along this route will collectively bask in the glory of the expedition.

The victory of the entire Golden Crusade will be remembered forever, because it was the first time that the creatures in the real universe took back their real realm from the subspace.

The expedition fleet gradually sailed to the Cadia system and stopped in the giant star port built here by the engineering fleet.

Inside the flagship of the Glorious Humanity, in the largest meeting hall on the battleship, Qin Mo stood by the porthole and looked at the many worlds in the Cadia galaxy outside.

"The Lord of the Supreme Castle has returned to the throne."

The new Lord of Cadia Castle is on the bridge. He is the person who represents the entire Cadia to welcome the victory of the expedition fleet.

However, his title is not the Lord of the Supreme Castle, but the Lord of the Second Castle.

The Second Lord of the Fortress has already met with Guilliman and the others, and now he has made a special trip to find them when the senior officials of the Tyrone sector are discussing matters in the meeting hall to talk about the death of the Lord of the Fortress.

"May he rest in peace." Qin Mo closed his eyes and lowered his head in silence for Creed.

When he closed his eyes, the Praetorian Guards, the senior officials from the Tyron Army and Tyron Navy gathered in the entire conference hall, the Chapter Masters of several Space Marine Chapters rooted in the sector... all of them bowed their heads in the same way. A moment of silence for Creed.

These people are not all mourning and remembering Creed because of Lord Tyrone. They are not as resistant to life extension technology as Creed. Many of them were trained according to the army training manual summarized by Creed.

Even the card-playing soldier who called Creed a cannon fodder in a paper shell when he met him after he entered Tyrone's lair was there, but this soldier had been promoted to general in countless wars and long years.

When Qin Mo ended his silence and slowly opened his eyes and raised his head, the Second Fortress Master said to him: "It must be an honor for the Supreme Fortress Master to be remembered by you."

This is a polite statement.

Qin Mo didn't like polite words, but the Second Fortress Master, a person with whom he had little contact, was standing here. Apart from responding to his silence with a polite word, what else could he say?

"The matter of Creed's resting place has been conveyed to me a long time ago, and I have known about it for a long time. But at that time, I was still dealing with matters with the original bodies. I could only send a fleet to escort Creed's body according to your instructions. Buried in the Cadian way," Qin Mo said.

The Second Lord of the Fortress nodded: "If the Supreme Lord of the Fortress did not look at the Eye of Terror until it closed and was harmed before resting in peace, he might be able to survive until now to meet you."

"No, he can't survive no matter what." Qin Mo shook his head in denial.

He could probably guess what was going on with Creed. Even if Creed didn't die under the roar of the volcano cannon, the moment the doctors woke him up from freezing, it was destined that he wouldn't be able to persist until he was frozen again and then woken up. .

Creed just wanted to see the Eye of Terror close and see the Cadians' old enemy destroyed, so he could hold on until the moment he saw the Eye of Terror close before dying.

Regardless, Creed rests in peace.

"Thank you." Qin Mo said to the Second Fortress Master, "Thank you for coming to my place to tell me this matter."

"It is true that I want to tell you this in person, but I also have a second thing to do, and that is to deliver a letter." The second castle master said as he took out a letter from his chest.

Gray among the guards immediately stepped forward and took the letter to Qin Mo.

After opening the letter, Qin Mo saw a personal letter written by Creed inside.

The content is very brief, with no reminiscences or lengthy remarks.

At the beginning of the letter, say "Thank you."

This is Creed's style. He always cherishes words like gold.

And just from this brief thank you, Qin Mo could guess what Creed wanted to thank, not just the Golden Expedition, but also the help he had given to Cadia, and the White Shield recruits who were still in Tyron's nest. Creed's promise...

The next line of thank you is still brief, just: May your sector prosper forever, and may your justice and humanity always shine like light on this cruel galaxy. Also, please help me convey my gratitude to Klein.

That's it.

"Klein." Qin Mo opened the dimensional space and sent the letter into it. "He can no longer hear the gratitude I relayed."

As a "Servant of the Dragon", Klein once had the possibility of becoming one of the sector field marshals, but he gave up his future and decided to become a Rogue Trader.

On the eve of the Battle of Cadia, Klein served as Creed's liaison, and the two had a very good relationship.

But Klein found peace earlier than Creed.

Qin Mo also learned about this not long ago. After the transport fleet was resupplied, Klein's daughter found the flagship and told him that his father was resting in peace.

Klein even asked his family to spread the news after his death because Qin Mo and the guards who had friendship with him were on an expedition at the time before his death.

Thinking of Klein, Qin Mo sighed again and said to the second fortress master: "Thank you for sending the letter. Let's rest on the flagship for a day."

"After the castle master's resting ceremony, there will be a celebration ceremony for the Eye of Terror to be closed." The second castle master refused, "Please understand."

Qin Mo nodded, and the second fort master saluted and left.

"at this time."

"At this time, I can truly appreciate the passage of time."

Qin Mo turned around and looked at Grote among the field marshals.

Grote is very old, his face is wrinkled and his hair is gray.

He left the Eye of Terror to take charge of military affairs in the early and middle stages of the expedition, and came back not long ago.

"Klein and I, and many other veterans who have followed you..." Grote looked at Qin Mo, who looked only in his twenties, "We are all mortal bodies, and some of us have already rested in peace. , some people may live another hundred or two hundred years, but we all have a death date. One day in the future, you will subconsciously call us to give orders, but you will find that we are already lying in the grave. This is inevitable... …”

"But there will always be people who will continue to follow you, who will be better than us, and who will be your friends."

"There is no need to feel sad for us. Our mortal bodies will eventually die."

Grote was very calm when he said this. He also knew that he would die when even the life extension technology could not bind his soul, and the absolute transformation like the Imperial Guard was a torment that he could no longer bear.