Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 121 Mimic illusion

"If you dare to jointly write this order, I will go!"

Reina showed no sign of fear, and immediately stood up to show her firm attitude.

"It's a standoff right now."

"The so-called Lord of Tyrone dares to kill all the people I sent out and ignore our words, but does he dare to destroy our battleship and kill any of us?"

"As long as he dares, then I would rather die, so that the empire will define the entire galaxy as a traitor, and then the Star Guards and Brother Astartes will come and clean it up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the bridge fell into silence.

Lena stared at her two "pig teammates" with firm eyes.

But the other two judges were only silent for a moment, then one shook his head, and the other couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I mean, if, if the Mechanics who learned of the existence of the Tyrone galaxy thought there was an STC here, and then their foundry general also thought so, and finally sent someone representing their own interests to deal with the matter here..."

"At that time, you will die in vain, you will be killed, but who cares?"

"If it is a comparison between one trillion you and even STC, you will be given up without hesitation."

Lena had no temper in what she said, and sat back to her seat honestly, but she still insisted on her own thoughts, thinking that if the heresy in the Tyron galaxy was not eliminated immediately, then the entire empire would usher in a catastrophe.

At the same time, Reina also has a sense of mission.

A sense of mission to save the empire.

She felt that her dislike of this galaxy was not without reason, and this might be the guidance of a certain sage.

If it really drags on like this, the empire and even the entire human race will be over.

"We can't wait like this." Reina still planned to try to convince the other two.

"We must find a way to expand the situation, and then use a war, a war, to clean up all the heretics in this galaxy, until even the traces of their existence are burned."

"We have to fight."

As she spoke, Reina looked at the first judge, who didn't say anything.

Then Reyna looked to the other Inquisitor, who smiled.

Finally, Reina's eyes fell on the last empty seat, and all she could see was that it was empty, but there was actually someone "joining the meeting" sitting in the empty seat somehow.

This person is Qin Mo.

"You can try, bitch." Qin Mo said.

Lei Na didn't see Qin Mo, she could only see an empty seat in her eyes, and she asked the other two, "Isn't the pastor advisor of the Mechanic Order here?"

"No, he should go down to investigate."

"Just go down and investigate. Among us, he is the only one who has obtained permission to enter the hive world. Don't worry about it, Lena. If they revoke the priest's permission, we really won't be able to find anything."

This piece of advice Reina didn't want to hear, but she had to admit it was right.

The entourage who came to investigate the Talon galaxy was a priest from the Mechanic Order. He was responsible for serving as a technical consultant, analyzing the various weapons, equipment and technologies currently known in the Talon galaxy, and then the information would be used as a reference.

Although I don't know what method the pastor used to obtain the permission, but if his permission is revoked, everyone will really be caught blind.

"Where did this priest come from?" Reyna asked the two inquisitors.

"do not know."

"I don't know where he came from, but I think he should probably be a radical in the Mechanic Order."

One of the two judges shook his head while the other speculated.

"The radicals in the Adeptus Mechanicus..." Reina pondered this sentence for a while.

Radicals within the Inquisition are those who do whatever it takes to achieve their ends, even using the weapons of heretics and xenos to deal with heretics and xenos.

Then the radicals in the Adeptus Mechanicus should refer to those who do whatever it takes to obtain technology.

"No wonder this priest can get together with the Tyrone." Reina suddenly realized.

……

at the same time.

Qin Mo was in an illusion created by mimicry.

The illusion showed the ship of the Tribunal, and the three judges sitting in it to discuss matters, and every word they discussed.

Qin Mo sat beside the table, listening to every word the judges said like a real participant.

Thanks to the ability of mimicry, Qin Mo can even see everyone's appearance clearly, but the illusion is just the illusion.

He couldn't punch the judge named Reina in front of him.

And the judge couldn't see him either.

"Can you reveal the thoughts in their heads? Or detect them?" Qin Mo asked the mimic beside him.

At this time, the mimicry became the appearance of Inquisitor Lena, who was sitting on the other side of the conference table.

"How can I have this ability? Otherwise, I would have seen your thoughts to see if you really plan to help me, and can I honestly use this as a player for you?" Mimic replied with a smile.

"You can change into her appearance, but you can't imitate her speech." Qin Mo pointed to Leina and said.

Hearing this, Mimic nodded without speaking.

"Speaking of which, can't you predict? Help me predict what troubles she will cause in the future." Qin Mo said again.

Mimic complied immediately.

After a moment of silence, Mimic told Qin Mo the result: "She will organize an assassination operation against you, and people who oppose you like her will assist her. This is a large-scale assassination operation. Many assassins who can transform, and assassins who can suppress psychic power will participate in this assassination operation."

"What will happen?" Qin Mo asked.

"If you want me to make a long-term prediction, please reorganize me. Now I can't see that far. But what do you think the result will be?" Mimic asked back.

After thinking for a while, Qin Mo thought that their assassination would definitely fail, but the assassination would not be the only trouble ahead.

Considering the worst outcome, maybe the Tyrone galaxy will be defined as a rebellion, and then the empire will send troops to conquer here.

If it was placed when the Tailong galaxy was just stabilized, Qin Mo might choose to compromise, but now he doesn't think it is necessary.

A large teleportation device around the star has been constructed.

The space fortress is almost finished.

There are at least 1000 million troops that can be deployed on the battlefield in the entire galaxy, and there are 2000 million recruits. This is still under the condition that conscription has not been released. In extreme cases, it is not a problem for the entire galaxy to explode with a population of nearly [-] billion.

Furthermore, it is not a peaceful time now, wars are breaking out in various star fields, and most of them are wars that cannot be ignored by the upper echelons of the empire.

After thinking about it comprehensively, Qin Mo felt that the possibility of a war is unlikely, but if Leina makes more troubles, it will lead to a war.

"I have to get rid of her." Qin Mo raised his head and looked at Leina across the table.

"How? Let your fleet blow up their ship, or do you teleport in and kill her?" Mimic asked.

Qin Mo thought about it for a while, and then he had an idea: "I remembered a person, that is the priest of the Mechanic Order they said, I can start from this person."

"Wait...why? Are you going to ask that priest about where Reina lives on the ship? Why don't you just ask me? You can even see what she is doing." Mimic asked curiously.

Without any explanation, Qin Mo voluntarily exited the illusion and left.

(End of this chapter)