"Like on Bloom?"

Qin Mo lowered his head and repeated the emperor's words, stretched out his hand and habitually rubbed his neck, as if he was not insulated from the physiological feeling of exhaustion.

"Just like Bloom."

"It looks like we're going to have more than just Iron Warriors."

"When will such a war end? One after another, scuffle, scuffle, always scuffle. ”

Qin Mo leaned back in his chair, raised his head to look at the ceiling, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

The ceiling is carved with the mighty image of the Lord of Tyrone holding a chainsaw sword and a scepter, his expression full of confidence and fighting spirit.

In the carved picture, a large number of people are gathered at the feet of the Lord of Tyrone, their eyes looking at the point of his sword, their expressions resolute.

However, as the protagonist of the carved portrait on the ceiling, Qin Mo's expression was the complete opposite of that of the Lord of Tyrone.

It's not that he's slacking off or discouraged, it's not that he's depressed, it's just that Qin Mo feels a little tired on the mental level.

Being in the eyes of fear made him feel uncomfortable, and such a life could last for centuries, even a dozen centuries, maybe even millennia.

The only thing that can make him feel lucky is that even if there is a blackstone creation on the side of the Eye of Fear Expeditionary Fleet to create a time flow area, the speed of time flow is still completely different from the outside world...... Maybe.

"Bloom was just an accident, but the war on the hoop was really a long time in the making." The emperor in front of him did not encourage or comfort like the will of human nature, only a cold interpretation of the subspace information, "In short, get ready, I will stay with you for a long time and play a greater role than my human nature." ”

"Hmm." Qin Mo nodded, his gaze slowly moved down from the ceiling, and finally a trace of joy appeared in his eyes, "Anyway, since things in the subspace will happen in the past, present and future at the same time, and the fiercest battle between the four gods has not stopped yet, does this mean that their status quo will continue forever?" ”

The emperor thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "In your feelings, yes. ”

Then the emperor stopped talking about those distant or grand things, and brought the topic back to the current war: "Warn Lane, he will either withdraw all the Titan legions and knights from the impregnable defense now, or be ready to fight a battle of the Titans, for only one reason, that is, Vashtor is coming, and he will use the network to directly bring reinforcements to the Iron Ring, without the fleet." ”

"Vashtor is really active." Qin Mo was not surprised.

He had a discussion with Killiman and Ryan, and it was agreed that the Iron Ring used by the Iron Warriors was built with the help of Vashtor.

If the Eye of Dread existed after the war, Vashtor would have been awarded the title of Guardian of the Dreadeye by the traitors of humanity.

"It's a good thing, it's a good thing that it's mixed up in this war, it's far better than it stays out of it and doesn't care about anything." "Because you know what it's doing and where it's going...... It got the three artifacts, it appeared in the war, and we have at least a chance to recapture the three artifacts. ”

"Three artifacts?" Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, "The three artifacts that act like the network shield machine?" ”

"Yes." The Emperor nodded.

Qin Mo rubbed his face, closed his eyes and pondered, in the end he didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

But before leaving, he stopped again, apparently suddenly thinking of something, so he turned around and asked, "What is the test that your human nature said about the clones that the original clones may suffer?" ”

"I don't know yet." The Emperor responded.

Qin Mo didn't complain or ask, but just asked individual questions: "They seem to have entered the signal shielding area, where are those clones and what are they doing?" ”

"Waiting." The emperor replied, "In the pot of dispensing." ”

……

At the same time, the inside of the hoop.

Locke, the loyal Iron Warrior, and his Dark Eldar teammates have left to fight on the Ring, and all that remains in the Ring are the clones who have been dormant by the future test of the Emperor's human will.

The clones live in the tribe of the Skinless, but these large, hideous-looking monsters know how to survive and hide, and they have moved from place to station several times with the clones, and until now the Iron Warrior traitors have not been able to detect them.

The waiting time was boring, but at this moment, the clones were not as laid-back as usual, and the atmosphere between them was slightly tense.

The originals are clones of the loyalists, and they are surrounded by a steel square table that the skinless man has found out of nowhere.

The clones of the rebels were scattered in twos and threes, almost all of them silent, except for Horus.

Horus holds a data board in his hand, which presents a dense collection of text, and the signature at the bottom of the text that gathers countless works is: Society for the Study of the History of Letters.

It was the Society for the Study of the History of Letters, which was founded by Killiman to conduct the study of forbidden and hidden histories.

"According to the above, not all of the loyalists were present during the Siege of Terra after the rebellion of my body was launched...... Horus said.

Before he could finish speaking, Rogdorn in the original clone interrupted Horus's speech: "What are you doing, Ryan?" What are you doing when I need you and your legion for me? ”

"......," Ryan was silent.

The clones had a lot of discussions about the past during this time.

From the perspective of this moment, the original clones whose memories are up to the end of the Great Expedition talk about the later events, whether there are traces of corruption and depravity in the legion, and talk about what the loyal heirs of the original body in their memories looked like later and how they ended.

And what is going on now is a simulation.

The clones talk about the time of the Horus Rebellion, putting themselves in the shoes of a deduction about "what was the wisdom of the time".

The discussion wasn't even about anything positive, it was just about killing time.

"My body is fighting behind enemy lines, and if it were me, I would have made the same decision." Ryan picked up a Chaos Space Marine's leftover Chaos Space Marine's arm, and part of his hand fell gently to the edge of the table with his swing.

There was a horizontal line that said Horus rebels.

"It is better to ask what Kiliman's ontology is doing, because his tardiness is the purest thing, not his tardiness to achieve some strategic goal." Ryan said again.

Dorne turned his head slowly, then looked down at Killiman.

With his head down, Killiman raised his head and looked up at Dorne: "You seem to have talked a lot today. ”

Dorn's performance at this point was completely different from what he had in the minds of others, and he was particularly focused on this discussion.

Only Angelon noticed that Dorn had mixed emotions, and that Dorn was probably unhappy with the outcome of the rebellion, so he was racking his brains to find a perfect defense plan, and this urgency led him to act as if his main body was asking the other two clone brothers about it.

(End of chapter)