Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 432 The Throat of Destiny

What Tzeentch said inspired Qin Mo a lot.

Thinking of facing Slaanesh just now and giving Slaanesh a measurable concept, it is indeed a good way to deal with the four gods from the concept.

For example, if Khorne is imprinted with the concept of cowardice, it will become a cowardly god.

If Tzeentch is imprinted with the concept of stupidity, it will not be the Lord of All Changes, but the main god of all idiots in the real universe. The person who can be chosen as the god is no longer the extremely smart person but Ogryn.

But having said that, the concept of imprinting is an understatement. Who can figure out how to do it?

What Tzeentch made clear was to fool it with a plan, but in the end it didn't have much feasibility.

Qin Mo himself cannot be observed, but this advantage only puts him in a slightly fairer position. Tzeentch himself can still come up with more powerful plans without predicting or observing.

"Second question." Qin Mo glanced at Slaanesh, who was frozen in the state of raising his sword, "When I am in the subspace, can I be observed and affected? If not, why can you talk to me?"

After hearing this, Tzeentch thought about it carefully, and then began to gain insight into Qin Mo.

In the eyes of Tzeentch, Qin Mo has the essence of a star god and the essence of a soul.

Any observation of Qin Mo in the real universe can only see a blurry white shadow, but in the subspace, his essence can be seen, but only that.

The essence of the C'tan cannot be affected.

Neither does the nature of the soul.

Because that is the essence of the soul of an outsider, a spectator.

Everything in the "game" cannot affect the soul essence of this outsider, but this soul essence can affect everything in the "game". This is unfair, but it is true.

"It's not that I want to talk to you, nor that the reason why we can talk is that I am affecting your soul, but that you want to talk to me so that we can communicate. This shows that you don't really want to be completely isolated from me at this time. , you may take what I say as nothing, but what I say will also exist as a reference condition."

"I have benefited from a series of changes caused by you, but that is because you have stirred up fluctuations like a boulder falling into a lake, which has indirectly benefited me. If your soul is influenceable, I will upgrade you to a The devil prince."

Hearing this, Qin Mo thought carefully.He is not sure that what Tzeentch said is true, but he is sure that he has a soul, otherwise he will be swallowed by the subspace, but he has a soul but will not be affected by the subspace. Judging from everything in the past, Tzeentch cannot directly When you find your place, you don't know what you are doing, unless there are servants of Tzeentch around.

"The third question." Qin Mo glanced at the two blue flames that had disappeared. Now there was only one flame left. "Are the things I did after entering the subspace meaningful? Are they useless?" achievement."

Tzeentch responded quickly.

"Of course it makes sense. You fought into the Demonic Realm of Slaanesh and then came out. The Demonic Realm of Slaanesh is no longer strong since then. Maybe when I have a war with Slaanesh in the future, I can send demons to easily infiltrate into the Demonic Realm. When my demons When the army marches into the Demon Realm, they will not be squeezed out or suppressed by the Demon Realm itself."

"You have imprinted a measurable concept on Slaanesh. This is the best change you have caused. Although it is of no practical use at the moment, there is a long road ahead, and who can say for sure about some things."

"Although everything you do is effective, I still hope you will restrain yourself."

Tzeentch had already answered all the questions, and the third sentence was a confession to Qin Mo.

"For example, you can survive in the subspace and save your life first. Don't always think that you will die so you risk your life. The dark gods cannot see your existence, otherwise you will not even have a chance to enter the Demon Realm of Slaanesh. None...you can survive."

"You can't kill Slaanesh now, but you have to think about it this way: a creature from the real universe enters a dangerous place like subspace, once enters Slaanesh's palace, and once faces Slaanesh directly, this is enough to make Slaanesh be beaten by the other three. The disgrace of the gods. The laughter of me, Nurgle, and Khorne will forever echo in the warp. Isn't this a victory because you did something that no one else would dare to think of?" Don't rush to risk your life. No matter whether you can get out of the subspace or not, you have to find a way to survive. Every soul you absorb, or the essence of the evil god, will increase your strength. If you think about it differently, let's say you are like this If you keep killing in the subspace, sooner or later you will be able to kill someone stronger than the Four Gods."

"We need to enlarge the situation, broaden our thinking, don't get into the wrong, compromise when you need to, and beg for mercy when you need to. I even begged for mercy when I was beaten by the other three gods. Isn't it still the most powerful god in the subspace now? As the saying goes, things turn around..."

After listening to Tzeentch's ramble for a long time, Qin Mo raised his hand to stop him: "Stop, stop."

"I sacrificed 99 great demons and added my own power to immobilize Slaanesh, otherwise we wouldn't even have a chance to talk." Tzeentch continued to ramble, "And now I will use the remaining power left by the sacrifice to kill you. Send it out, remember what I said, don’t get into trouble, and broaden your thinking.”

Before Qin Mo had time to express his position, he was sent away from Slaanesh by the blue storm that blew up immediately.

It is a strange place right now, I don’t know where in the subspace it is.

The blue storm completely dissipated and gathered into a blue-haired crow, which slowly floated down from the sky and landed on Qin Mo's shoulder.

"I am your slave and helper, the Raven of Destiny." The crow opened its mouth, and a burst of human words came from its mouth, "I know nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spells. As long as you move your mouth, I can help you release you." The spell I want, even if I can't do it, can still help draw the power of the Lord of Changes."

Qin Mo reached out and stroked the crow's feathers with a smile on his face.

Just when the crow thought it was accepted, it suddenly heard Qin Mo say: "I'm afraid your role is not just to be my magic helper, right? You will help Tzeentch find me, and you will always tell Tzeentch that I am there." What to do, where am I.”

This crow named Destiny Raven had a very rich expression, and his face tightened after hearing Qin Mo's words.

Qin Mo's hand caressing the feathers suddenly tightened, strangling fate's throat.

A bolt of lightning was released from his hand, and the crow was instantly reduced to ashes.

It was obviously not a demon, but a puppet and a microphone, because even if Qin Mo controlled the power of the Star God and only destroyed the demon's body, no soul emerged from the crow's body.

After killing the crow, Qin Mo took out a black crystal from the power armor storage bin and teleported himself to the temple on the back of the giant whale.

The flames that had been raised earlier were still burning.

The giant whale made an unbelievable sound: "You're back? I thought you had died in the hands of the Prince of Darkness..."

"Take me to a place where there are many demons." Qin Mo sat down by the fire, took out the old woman's sword and laid it flat.

At least one of what Tzeentch just said is right, that is, the absorbed soul has indeed enhanced Qin Mo's power, so he now wants to continue killing demons.

"Aren't you worried that you will die in the hands of the devil?" asked the giant turtle.

"No." Qin Mo shook his head. He was not worried about himself. Compared with himself, he was more worried about the people he cared about in the real universe.

He has been in the subspace for such a long time, and the real universe may only have passed for a second, or it may have been thousands of years.

I don’t know what happened to the Tyrone people yet.

(End of this chapter)