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"Don't kill Clone Magnus."

Thunder and lightning that fell from the sky bombarded a huge number of glandular hounds that suddenly surged from the direction of the weak defensive line.

Raising his hand, Qin Mo, who was winding around his hand and gradually dissipating, repeated again that he did not kill Clone Magnus.

"I didn't kill him, I just left him unconscious."

Although it is not quite understandable why the Iron Lord immediately said again not to kill Magnus, the scholar did so because it was an order from the Father of Creation.

Eisenhorn on the side couldn't understand either.

But he thought about it based on the information he had, and was suddenly shocked, and then ecstatic.

"Clone Magnus, he can still sit on the throne for the emperor, right?" Eisenhorn asked.

Qin Mo was first surprised that Eisenhorn could think of such a step.

Then he realized that Eisenhorn was not a public face, and although he had not yet become a top-level inquisitor, his adventures were enough for him to know more about it.

For example, the emperor once wanted Magnus to sit on the golden throne.

But leaving the matter of information aside, Qin Mo faced Eisenhorn, who had no expression on his face, but was trembling with excitement.

Facing the expectations of the judge he respects the most.

Qin Mo could only shake his head helplessly: "Magnus may be able to sit on the same equipment as the throne, but the emperor will never come down." ”

Eisenhorn's enthusiasm and anticipation were poured with cold water.

Like a prairie fire suddenly encountering a torrential rain, it is extinguished instantly.

The instant ignition and extinguishing of this hope made Eisenhorn extremely uncomfortable.

It was even as uncomfortable as when he reverted Bei Kun's consciousness back to before the two met, and then regretted it so much that he wanted to stab himself twice, but felt that it was the right thing to do.

"Why?" Eisenhorn asked.

"You're too radical......" Qin Mo shook his head helplessly, although he knew that the Inquisitors were only radical and already radical, Eisenhorn was still too radical.

Eisenhorn didn't say anything, but Qin Mo could guess how Eisenhorn planned to let the emperor down.

Give the emperor a few knives and kill him.

Just like Lord Seifer's intentions.

"It's not going to work."

Qin Mo didn't want to be a riddler, but he was sure that he shouldn't let Eisenhorn know about the Dark King, so he had to change the way of explanation.

"The Human Empire, the human species, has continuously supplied the faith of the Emperor for 10,000 years."

"You should know what happens if a person is worshipped to this extent, even my sword, my scepter, have been worshipped by the Tyrone people for less than a hundred years before they become a holy thing."

As he spoke, Qin Mo pointed to the chainsaw sword and scepter.

"One of these two things was cowardly enough to run away at the sight of a genestealer, only to be taken from the waste leader who killed himself first."

"The other was taken from the blind psionic servant of the head of the waste, and that unlucky man didn't do anything, and the cannonball blew up halfway through his words."

"These two things, one has made the Tyrone a war commander, and the other has become a proof of the leader who can keep the wielder from being hit by cannonballs and bullets as long as he holds it in his hand."

Eisenhorn understood, and then realized that his idea of having Clone Magnus on the throne and the emperor coming down was really inappropriate.

"I see what you mean, you mean that the emperor was 10,000 years ago, and he became a god in 10,000 years, right?"

"Yes."

"So what will happen if the Emperor stands up?"

Qin Mo's face sank.

He realized that Eisenhorn was "asking for a price."

Ask the emperor to stand up and ask for a price, and then see if the current human race can afford it.

If it had been a young Eisenhorn, he would never have asked that.

But...... The judge has only those who have been stunned and those who are about to be demonized, and this is the sorrow of the necessary evil of the judge.

"The price could be for humans to follow in the footsteps of the Adalings." Qin Mo still answered the price to Eisenhorn, "With Terra as the center, the exploded subspace rift is enough to tear the galaxy into several pieces. ”

"I see."

The Inquisitor said these four words in a hurry, and at a very fast pace.

It is like a poor man who is confronted with expensive luxuries, and after hearing the price of a commodity, he quickly retracts his longing gaze and outstretched hand for that commodity.

Even if the price is just a casual remark by someone who thinks that the poor must not be able to afford it.

"Although it is impossible for Clone Magnus to replace the Emperor, he can be used as a backup to sit on the Golden Throne when a second Golden Throne is necessary, otherwise there will be a ruthless character with psionic abilities." Qin Mo said with a smile.

The corners of Eisenhorn's mouth twitched a few times, and he seemed to be smiling strongly.

"But my lord, this Magnus is fragile and helpless." The scholar stepped forward and said, "He's too weak. ”

Hearing this, Qin Mo had to admit that the scholar was right.

But there's a reason why he told the scholars not to kill Clone Magnus, instead of killing him on a try.

"He just lacks a subspace essence, like all protoclones."

"If we let the plan to clone St. Giles to house St. Giles succeed in coming to fruition......"

"We might be able to get Magnus cloned to contain Magnus."

After listening to the words of the Iron Lord, the scholar was speechless.

It's not that it didn't think of it, but it doubts that it's really feasible.

Iron Man doesn't think about whether it's impossible, he only considers what the probability of success and failure of this thing needs to be, and then compares and draws conclusions about how feasible it is.

If cloning St. Gilles' body can accommodate the real St. Gilles, it doesn't mean that the idea of cloning Magnus to accommodate Magnus has a 100% success rate.

Because there are variables.

The essence of St. Giles is still loyal to humanity, and Magnus, who has become a Red Devil, is certainly not.

The former is willing, the latter is resisting.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if the Red Devils are willing to enter the clone...... For example, the design made his broken soul think that he was smart and could get a good container, but the cleverness was mistaken by the cleverness......

Even so, even if Clone Magnus only needs to be pressed to the Golden Throne after being possessed, the Red Devil's soul is not shattered into slag, it still has a body.

Think about it.

Scholars can only classify the matter of putting Magnus on the throne as a desperate move, that is, an attempt that is necessary when there is no other way, and not to reverse the situation is a dead end.

Qin Mo thought the same as the scholar, and he didn't really plan to be idle in a non-desperate state to choose a candidate for the alternate throne that he might get in the future.

"The entrance to the lab is open."

The heat death emerges from the ground and changes from a burrowing machine to its usual form.

A tunnel was left behind him, and at the end of the tunnel was the entrance to Fabius' laboratory.

The heat death has cracked the entrance.

Qin Mo's worries about whether a forced break-in into the laboratory would cause the laboratory to self-destruct is now unnecessary.

"Hold the entrance." Qin Mo said to the scholar, and then looked at Re Death, "You come with me alone." ”

Heat Death nodded, and all the appendages on his body unfolded and took out all their weapons, preparing to follow Qin Mo into the laboratory.

"Take me there." Eisenhorn suddenly grabbed Qin Mo's hand, "I'm also a psionic, if we run into those ......"

Qin Mo glanced at Eisenhorn meaningfully, and then nodded: "Okay." ”

(End of chapter)