Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"This time, you will not be Saint George who challenges the Dragon of the Void alone."

Malcador's words echoed in the Emperor's ears through psychic communication.

These words also echoed in the emperor's heart.

Although it was Malcador who took the initiative to find the Emperor and persuaded him to come forward, the Emperor was still grateful to Malcador for his persuasion.

At this time when he stood up for a crisis, only to see a more terrifying crisis, Malcador's words were particularly powerful.

The Emperor wanted to thank him, wanted to say many words, but in the end all these words were swallowed by him and turned into silence.

But in the eyes of Malcador, who got to know the Emperor's character through getting along with him, he had already seen the Emperor's gratitude.

"Where is your territory?" Nagase Ken suddenly asked the emperor, "Is it the same as ours, at the junction of the Eagle Kingdom and the Dragon Kingdom?"

"Not in a disputed place like the junction, but in a safer place." Makado answered in a flawless manner, as if Nagase Ken was asking about himself and not the emperor.

"That's great." Nagase Ken looked up at the cloudy sky, "I can't imagine that there is a safer place on Terra than the city on the top of the mountain and the protection of the Lord of Fire and Thunder. When I was a child, my father’s stories about Terra left me with the impression that Terra was a place full of terrifying and violent people. This home planet of mankind had suffered a catastrophe like the human species itself.”

"Do you know what's going on outside of Terra?" Malcador asked.

Malcador likes to get along with people who have a more holistic view, so Ken Nagase's understanding of the human species made him interested in talking.

"Yes." Nagase Ken nodded respectfully, "When my family was still in decline, my father once found a samurai teacher for me. That teacher was a man from outside the world. He knew a lot and made me understand a lot."

warrior.

It was hard for Malcador to imagine that warriors still existed on Terra today.

He also thought that this symbol of mankind's past, like the ancient warrior armor he collected in the secret room, now only exists in the memory and collection of the immortals.

As the youngest and most immature immortal, Malcador still experienced firsthand how long the history of mankind is.

Times have changed and things have changed.

Even in the twenty-eighth or twenty-seventh millennium, the Terran people have generally forgotten the culture and traditions of their ancestors tens of thousands of years ago.

Malcador once saw a country of warriors, which may be the place where Nagase Ken's ancestors lived. However, there were many people in that country of warriors whose ancestors were not in the east, and they looked different.

As for the reason why the samurai country was established... it was not that the samurai family that has been passed down to this day tried to regain the glory of their ancestors, but that in a certain desert, a group of punk lunatics who drove around in cars found humans in a cave. Books or videos from ancient times, and they thought it was cool, so they called themselves samurai.

Thinking of Nagase Ken's children, Malcador gave a pessimistic prophecy: "Your child will be the last samurai, and the inheritance of the family will end with your child."

"I don't want him to be a samurai." Nagase Ken smiled politely and shook his head. "I hope he will grow up healthily and live a stable life as an unknown person. I will not teach him martial arts."

Malcador nodded and said, "It's fate."

Nagase Ken didn't discuss the child anymore. He continued to take the Emperor and Malcador around the market, helping these two unworldly benefactors buy the things they needed.

Suddenly, a soldier wearing streamlined power armor rushed past the three of them, setting off a gust of wind, and then rushed towards the hall amidst the yells and curses of the vendors in the market.

Scouts wearing streamlined specialized high-speed power armor are not uncommon. Nagase apologized to the scouts for the rolled-up clothes of the Emperor and Malcador, and then continued to lead them to purchase supplies.

Until a group of guards came looking around. After seeing Nagase Ken, they immediately rushed to his side and loudly conveyed the order: "The Lord of Flames and Thunder requires the officers to go to the hall immediately."

"Yes." Nagase Ken nodded, turned around, bowed to the Emperor and Malcador, and then immediately rushed to the hall.

…

in the hall.

Everyone gathered in front of the holographic projection, and they were all silent.

The projection shows a top view of the terrain, with some dense spots on it. These spots are surrounded by special signs, which are marked: hostile targets.

There are hundreds of hostile targets on the map, and each hostile target does not represent a person, but an army.

"The Sons of the Eagle and the Sons of the Dragon launched an attack on us!"

"As the Lord of Flames and Thunder predicted, those tribesmen who were bribed were not the tactics of the warlords at all. They were just a preview of a larger-scale invasion!"

"The warlords can no longer restrain their greed. They want to seize the city and our technology in our hands!"

A blond officer loudly announced his opinion to the crowd.

"Chen is right."

"Yes, I expected this before, but I didn't expect their offensive to come so quickly."

"..."

Everyone was whispering to each other.

Then an officer who looked similar to Nagase Ken stood up and said loudly: "We should not discuss the intentions of the tribal people and warlords. What we should discuss is what we should do! My suggestion is to hold on to the city. We If you don’t starve to death, your family’s wealth will be wasted by these wolves and dogs!”

"I also support Owen's suggestion." Nagase Ken looked at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo sat there, frowning and saying nothing.

It hasn't been a month since the city on the mountain was built, it's too hasty.

The armies of these warlords are not like those barbarians, carrying small void shields on their backs and holding power clubs in their hands.

From what he saw on the map, Qin Mo could find a few security robots that were not iron men but were also mechanical life forms.

Qin Mo was thinking that it would be great if his territory could have a good environment for development.

For example, in a completely closed environment, people outside cannot get in and people inside cannot get out.

Then they develop to maturity in a closed environment, where they can compete with warlords, and then travel to the outside world through means such as teleportation.

But this can only be thought of.

On Terra, where the environment is extremely harsh, most of the good places are occupied by people. Even in this mountainous area, if Qin Mo hadn't physically jumped out of the atmosphere, he wouldn't have been able to find it.

"Why did I come to Terra?"

Qin Mo asked himself this.

"If it were any other place in the galaxy, how could it be possible to have such a temple as Terra?"

"No matter what, we can farm and develop with peace of mind."

Qin Mo didn't say these questions.

What he told everyone was just his decision.

"Abandon the city upon the hill."

"This is just a cover. I have built a safer place for you, so you leave here and I will stop the enemy to delay."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone wanted to persuade him.

But Qin Mo waved his hand and signaled everyone to leave, leaving him alone in the hall.