Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 109 Ultra-Dimensional Skydome
At the same time that the troops of the twenty regiments returned to the orbital dock for rest and reorganization, Qin Mo was preparing for the operation against Tailong No. [-].

This kind of preparation is also very simple, just ask a fragment of an ancient star god, and ask him what is going on on Tyrone [-] now.

Although Qin Mo didn't trust the star god named Mimic very much, it proved that what he predicted was true, and he really hoped that another star god could take advantage of it.

At night, Qin Mo took the initiative to find the mimicry and entered the illusion created by it.

This illusion is still the luxurious room, but I can't find the constantly changing mimicry, and I don't know where it went.

This is a very unexpected situation.

Although the mimicry is constantly changing, Qin Mo is sure that he can find it, because this is a kind of ability of mimicry, as long as it is willing, it can meet with it anytime and anywhere.

"Shh!"

Just as Qin Mo was searching in confusion, a face suddenly appeared on the big bed in the room. It pouted and hissed, and then reminded Qin Mo in a low voice: "The Night Bearer is here, don't let it find us, quickly hide."

"Fuck, is it real or not?" Qin Mo hurriedly got under the big bed that had been transformed into a mimic, and then looked around vigilantly.

The Nightbringer is an extremely powerful C'tan, smashed to pieces but still not to be underestimated.

It will be troublesome if there are indeed fragments of the night bearer found.

"My brother." The Mimic spoke suddenly, and asked in a low voice: "Why do you help the Necrontyr forge weapons? Didn't we agree to go to the outer galaxy together after the Battle of Heaven?"

"?" Qin Mo got out from under the bed, looking at the mimicry in wonder.

"We want to create a paradise, a paradise that belongs to us weak Catans. The entire galaxy is the drawing board of the star god scroll, and all the planets are the materials of the casters, and I will change into various shapes to provide them with inspiration... That's why we refuse to fight with you, fraudster."

"..."

The mimesis babbled, transforming into a glowing orb, simulating a starscape.

It seems to be confused by its ability to change and create illusions, immersed in the memories of the past and unable to extricate itself.

Qin Mo felt that he had an urge to use lightning to strike the mimicry.

Then he did.

Mimic was struck by lightning and turned into a round ball of light, and escaped from past memories: "Thank you."

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Mo asked.

"Nothing." Mimic turned left and right twice, and then asked, "What did you come to see me for?"

Qin Mo immediately asked: "Show me the current situation of the third planet in the Tyron system."

Mimic obediently complied.

Just like last time, the whole planet appeared in front of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo examined it carefully.

The planet is still rotten.

The green-skinned orcs have not been contained, but more and more, but their main range of activities is the underground area.

This planet seems to be a mine star, and cities are built underground.

And the people corrupted by Slaanesh played even more, which made Qin Mo feel unacceptable, feeling as if his spirit had been shocked.

These people are trying their best to satisfy their desires, whether it is fighting or painting, or plastic surgery... There is nothing abnormal in these behaviors, but it is too extreme to be made by these people.

Compared with the underground, the surface of the planet is simply peaceful and peaceful.

Especially the Antarctic and Arctic locations, which are inaccessible.

"I saw..." Mimic began to prophesy when Qin Mo observed, "I saw you fought a smooth battle, and then the entire galaxy will be yours."

"Well, good prophecy, I hope you don't flatter me just to let me get you." Qin Mo laughed.

The mimic didn't respond, it still maintained the shape of a light sphere, but Qin Mo was obviously dissatisfied.

After a moment of silence, Mimic spoke slowly: "You don't think I really think you can come to the Necrontyr one day, annihilate their army of various war machines, and then break the hypercube maze and release me?"

"I want to help you!"

"We used to shiver in the corner of the galaxy, fearing those powerful compatriots, but now they have become fragments and you are still whole. You don't have to be afraid, but you are fused with a human being, and you can't even release the dimensional lightning now."

"I know it's a human mind talking to me right now, but I do find familiarity in you, so..."

Hearing this, Qin Mo felt that although all kinds of doubts and guards against mimicry were necessary, they didn't need to be shown on the surface.

"Thank you." Qin Mo thanked the mimic.

"You're welcome, as long as you don't beat me to pieces next time you see me." Mimic responded, but didn't want to continue this meeting in the illusion.

Qin Mo was forced to escape from the illusion, and his mind returned to the real body.

Everything that should be investigated has been detected, and the next step is action.

Qin Mo formulated a series of orders one after another.

Send a large amount of supplies to Tyrone [-], so that the troops who don't have to go to Tyrone [-] are stationed on Tyrone [-], and continue to attack under the leadership of the guards until they occupy the entire planet.

The fleet and the orbital dock were transferred to the orbit of Tyrone III one day later, and the logistics machinery was released after the army was transferred to the south and north poles of the planet.

After formulating and conveying the order, Qin Mo charged the transmission device and carried out a single long-distance transmission.

From the orbit of Tyrone II to the bottom hive of the hive world of Tyrone I.

……

The original 47th regiment was stationed in the fortress.

Qin Mo walked in the corridor and went straight to his research institute, which was the underground cave.

At this time, there was no one in the entire fortress, because the 47th regiment was also transferred to participate in the battle.

After entering the underground cave, Qin Mo walked to the south wall, and then distorted the physical effect of the wall to penetrate directly through it.

Inside the wall is a secret room inlaid with smooth metal plates, with an area of ​​about two thousand square meters.

There is a seat and a huge black box in the center of the secret room.

After Qin Mo went to the box and entered the password, the box was opened, and a black smooth sphere rose from the inside of the box, and then expanded and enlarged until it occupied almost the entire area of ​​the room.

"What a perfect masterpiece!" Qin Mo admired his creation.

This was something he had started researching a long time ago when he decided to use a destructive weapon to destroy Tyrone III. In fact, the results had already been obtained, but he hadn't had time to use it yet.

Qin Mo gave this perfect masterpiece a name:
Ultra-dimensional sky.

(End of this chapter)