Chapter 415 Black and Red, Plans in the Shadows (2) Waiting for a Hundred Years of Release

Chapter 415 Black and Red, Plans in the Shadows (2) Waiting for a Hundred Years of Release

The silver-white Imperial Truth was wrapped in Calvin's spiritual energy and fell from the sky at a speed exceeding the limit of vision.

The spiritual energy on the heavy sword is manifested by thunder under the rules of the real universe, causing it to produce an effect similar to an electromagnetic field during high-speed flight.

The already heavy blade of Imperial Truth began to turn faintly red as it continued to accelerate. At this time, it was like an armor-breaking cone, with the "armor-breaking" attribute at the spiritual level and terror in the physical sense. The kinetic energy flew towards the ground amidst heavy sonic booms.

boom!

There was another sonic boom sound of the air being penetrated, and the branches and leaves growing upwards rooted in the earth began to break before the heavy sword came.

The power of dark green corruption accumulated in the twisted branches, but before they could condense, a flash of lightning had already destroyed its body while simultaneously destroying it.

Feeling the heavy sword inserted deeply into the ground, Calvin's left hand sank slightly as his mind turned, and the imperial truth with residual warmth returned to his hand again, and the electromagnetic field that was observed in the thunder just now , but it made him feel a little surprised.

Perhaps, this is the correct use of Imperial Truth?

Calvin looked at the heavy sword in his hand, and then at the power of corruption still struggling under his feet. He recalled all the knowledge he had learned about the destruction-type psychic powers, and tried to actively operate the psychic powers to imitate what he had just seen. of electromagnetic fields.

"Buzz!"

The blue lightning extended outward on his arm, and then disappeared, but then lit up again in the next moment, and was significantly stronger than before.

Feeling the magnetic field feedback in his hands, the multi-threaded function in the original body's brain started again, performing synchronous analysis and calculations for the maintenance and enhancement of this magnetic field. As this force stabilized and strengthened, the heavy sword in Calvin's hand gradually separated from his hand, floating in the air and turning slowly.

"Still resistant to being beaten?" Calvin whispered to the two demons in the distance while looking at the recovering rotten wood under his feet.

The magnetic field extending from the original body's hand suddenly strengthened, and the slowly rotating epee also accelerated crazily, blurring into a silver light on the Imperial Truth. The terrifying kinetic energy was accumulated to the extreme and then released, and as a bolt of thunder fell, The sword of Imperial Truth returned to the hands of the original body in the next moment.

The silver thunder light fell again and again. Before the light trace of the previous thunder dissipated from the pupils, the next thunder light had already fallen.

Imperial Truth also sensed Calvin's intentions in this explosive way of use. As the aura in the sword's devil's eye transformed, the entire thick sword began to adjust to a form more in line with fluid mechanics.

As a result, the lightning became more intense, and the two demons who tried to escape followed the former's footsteps one after another after the Corruption Wood was destroyed.

The fall of the former required the original body to die in person and forcibly destroy it with the power of thunder, while the demise of the latter only required a thought from Calvin, and Imperial Truth removed the heads of the two demons in the next moment.

When the fiery thunderstorm ended the war, the original body slowly fell to the ground. The Imperial Truth in his hand, which was originally in the form of a decapitation sword, has turned into a teardrop-shaped flame-shaped giant sword.

The new sword's blade is slender than the original, but its rhombus-shaped spine retains its strength.

The sharper sword tip makes this heavy sword obviously more suitable for thrusting. The wings extending backward on the sword's hilt maintain the original hand guard function and are more in line with the new function it has been given. How to use it.

Now only Calvin and the nameless demon were left on the quiet battlefield, and the demon condensed from the sons of Guilliman did not continue his madness because of the instinctive fear of the original body.

But it seemed to have no intention of escaping. It just stood quietly not far in front of the original body, waiting for the final judgment given by Calvin.

"Aren't you going to run?" Calvin asked as he took a step forward.

The ferocious existence in front of him whimpered and retreated, then seemed to be suppressing fear and returned again.

Its eyes, filled with hatred and madness, seemed to have regained their sanity at this moment, but the huge mouth full of sharp teeth could not express any words, and it could only look at Calvin with hopeful eyes.

"Got it..." Calvin sighed.

So the original body inserted the long sword in his hand on the ground and prayed to the Emperor with both hands leaning on the sword. After he made a weak connection with the distant existence, Calvin opened his eyes again in front of this special demon. eyes.

"Kneel down!" Calvin rarely spoke in a stern tone, and he extremely hated others using this kind of etiquette to show his nobility.

But today is different from the past, and Calvin must break his own principles. In the face of this devil with a special origin, the rebuke and harsh demands on it are, in a sense, recognition of it.

What do you agree with?

I agree with its painful atonement and difficult protection over hundreds of years. I agree that although it no longer has a human body, it still has a human soul.

And that's exactly what it wants.

The demon seemed to be greatly relieved. It whined and struggled to bend its back and hoofs and feet that did not belong to human structures. It hunched its body hard and huddled in front of the original body in the most humble posture.

The original body also stepped forward with a giant sword in hand. Under the witness of the Emperor, he aimed the sword peak in his hand at the demon's heart, then looked directly into its eyes and solemnly announced to it:

"Your guilt cannot be evaded, but your loyalty is intact. Hundreds of years of watching have compensated for your guilt.

In the name of the Emperor!

In the name of the Empire of Man!

In my name, Inquisitor Calvin, the Supreme Lord of the Inquisition of the Empire of Man!

Sinner, you are forgiven! "

The sound of the sword cutting into bone and flesh sounded at the same time as the demon's whimper of relief, and the latter endured the tremendous pain without any resistance and just looked at the ruins behind him.

There was nothing but rocks and gravel there, only a familiar flash of blue in the gaps between some gravel and rubble.

"I will take you back, I promise." Calvin's words showed relief and gratitude in its eyes, but this was its last expression.

In the quiet square, there were footsteps of people behind Calvin, but he just stared at the flames igniting on the fallen demon and remained silent for a long time.

This tragedy that lasted for hundreds of years finally came to an end, and what was left to Calvin was even more profound sorrow and hatred.

No, you cannot fall into the vortex of hatred. Calvin reminded himself mentally.

He forced himself to look at the matter from a more rational perspective, and also tried to look at all the participants behind the matter from a more ambitious perspective.

This is not the crime and sin of one or two people, and it is certainly not a conflict of interest between two forces.

All betrayals have the conspiracy of Chaos behind them, and all losses of humanity are replicas and reenactments of tragedies...

He can no longer make the same mistakes as the former, he must clearly understand his mission.

This is the eternal holy war as intelligent beings and sentient beings against the gods of chaos that represent darkness and distortion. This is also the self-cleaning of human beings in order to eliminate the cancer on their bodies on the road to a higher level of evolution...

He will certainly avenge the Thousand Sons and the Word Bearers, and he will definitely judge the crimes of Ahriman and the Dark Apostles one by one.

But if you lose your own reason because of the countless hatreds accumulated over tens of thousands of years, then it is truly a loss that outweighs the gain.

"Let's go, Tabos is still waiting for us." Calvin said to the Gray Knights and Imperial Guards behind him. Then head towards the ruins first and dig out the power armor buried there with your bare hands.

Golden, Nicholas and others immediately followed and participated in the collection of the remains of Guilliman's son.

Pieces of damaged plate armor were dug out of the soil, and ancient Mark VI bird-beak helmets were found from the gaps in the masonry.

A total of nineteen sets of power armor were eventually found, and only a very small part of them were worth repairing.

These battle-scarred accessories may not be reused, and the stories of their former owners prevent them from being worshiped as sacred objects.

But Calvin still patiently wipes every found accessory, because the owners of these armors may not have honor, but they still have the most precious qualities in his opinion: loyalty and unyielding.

Ding……

A voice that only Calvin could hear rang in his ears. Calvin, who was withdrawn from his thoughts, looked around calmly. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

That was the sound of the Bell of Erebus, reminding Calvin that something needed his attention.

what is it then? Calvin wiped the helmet in his hand clean and slowly placed it on top of the same set of power armor.

And just as he finished placing the parts of the last piece of armor, countless tiny light spots appeared on these broken armors. These tiny light spots seemed to be confused by their own existence, and then they immediately found their attraction. their existence.

After they stayed in the air for a short time, they began to gather towards Calvin's chest the moment they sensed him.

It is unyielding...

Calvin felt in the deepest part of his soul, on the feather that was given by the Emperor and represented the hope of mankind, a new quill was struggling to grow.

It is so weak and so ugly.

Maybe it's because there wasn't much nutrition at birth, or maybe it was because it encountered too many setbacks when growing up.

The injustice of fate left it without a good environment, so that it had to try its best to survive; the cruel environment made its body covered with broken scars, making it as ferocious as a beast just to survive.

But it is still growing, but it is still alive.

Its quills gradually become more beautiful through painful transformations. After struggling to fall off its down, it is growing feathers that are strong enough to soar in the sky.

Unyielding...

Calvin lamented that he finally understood what the Bell of Erebus had guided them before, and he finally understood what the most precious qualities contained in these sons of Guilliman were.

It turns out that these most precious qualities of human beings do not necessarily exist in saints or original beings; it turns out that the most precious spiritual wealth of these people exists in every ordinary soul.

"Sir, all the armors have been found. Nineteen sets in total, waiting for your order."

The Imperial Guard Captain asked for instructions behind Calvin, and Calvin also stood up from the ground.

"Go back." He said concisely.

He would keep his promise and return the armor and remains of the Sons of Guilliman to Plasdia. He also wants to rectify the names of these loyal souls and comfort their unyielding souls.

renew.