Chapter 476 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadows (Sixty-One) The Flash of Mortals

Chapter 476 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadows (Sixty-One) The Flash of Mortals

Everything is changing, and Calvin, who is at the center of the storm, does not know it, but as the instigator of this incident, he is also facing his own problems in his seemingly peaceful sleep.

The instinctive riot seems to be caused by Luojia, but in fact the soul's instinct to complete the self has been suppressed and never disappeared.

They are just buried deep in the deep sea of ​​the original body's subconscious, and when the main body's consciousness weakens, these instincts are like wild beasts escaping from the fence, trying to make up for everything that has been owed in the past.

This situation is not rare. In fact, it is a problem faced by all sentient beings. It is even easier for mortals to solve this problem. They only need to have a big dream in a quiet and deep sleep to control their subconscious mind. The instinct accumulated in the process is released.

But when the problem occurs to the original body, what originally seemed simple becomes complicated.

Because compared to mortals whose wills are too fragile and need little sleep, decades have passed since the last time the original body completely let go of the control of its consciousness.

Calvin's will is like a steel gate. In the past hundred years, there have been only a few opportunities to completely release these accumulated instincts.

His subconscious is like a reservoir that continues to the extreme, in need of a hearty release.

The lack of an explosion does not mean that the problem is not there. On the contrary, when Calvin loses control of his consciousness again, the instinctive rebound to break free from the shackles is particularly violent.

The counterattack of this force has posed enough threats to the fallen demon primarch in the outside world, and even brought enough trouble to the Chaos Gods;

And within Calvin's spiritual world, the crisis it brings cannot be underestimated. However, this kind of crisis is not detectable by the outside world. Only those who are closely connected with Calvin have the opportunity to know...

Holy! Holy…

In the pure land of the spiritual world, on the top floor of the church under the pouring rain, Calvin restored his original form when he came to this world, squatting on the spire of the bell tower in the youthful appearance of his previous life.

The clouds above his head were corresponding to the changes in the spiritual world, appearing gloomy and low; the sound of singing could be heard faintly from the steel city under his feet, but he had no intention of listening.

Well, that's not a good thing to hear.

No matter how beautiful the praise is, singing repeatedly in the ears will make people numb and bored. But the reason for Calvin's indifference was not that he was tired, but that at this moment he had lost the ability to respond to these calls.

This is a more complete loss of control than any previous coma, and the subconscious instinct has taken absolute dominance.

The power of order in the soul is extinguished the moment the consciousness is disconnected. Facing the subconscious counterattack like a landslide and tsunami, the will is instantly cut off from the origin of the soul and at the same time, all the chips to suppress the instinct are completely lost.

On the battlefield of Jan Moro, the surviving Gray Knights all felt the departure of the Lord of the Legion, and Alan and Marduk, who were far away, also clearly sensed the disappearance of the original body at this moment.

On Titan's home planet, heavy bells rang on the tower where the Prophet Brotherhood was located. On the battlefield at the northern foot of Lupacalia, Speyer, who had just won the Titan War, did not hesitate at all and instantly gave up his body to Gal. Wen’s soul comes...

At this time, Calvin did not know these details. He could only retreat into his own spiritual world and wait, waiting for his subconscious to completely release the desires accumulated in his instincts.

But the development of the situation exceeded his expectations. Luojia took his body into Moro's portal to the eight-pointed star, and that space that symbolized the authority of the gods was the ultimate symbol of idealism.

The rampage of his instincts and desires in this world directly caused the destruction of the symbol of the eight-pointed star. At the same time, this symbolic growth also simultaneously affected Calvin's spiritual world.

The greed of instinctive desire has no end, and the appetite for devouring the power of chaos has no end in sight. As the volume of the soul essence skyrockets, Calvin's human rational side is also being strongly squeezed.

The mainland of the Pure Land is still relatively peaceful, and the souls living here are relatively peaceful, but in the endless ocean of subconsciousness outside this isolated island, black desires have stirred up huge waves.

In Calvin's vision, the fire of humanity was extinguishing from his soul, and compared with the endless black tide, the power he possessed was so small, and it was decreasing every moment.

Is that all there is? Calvin or Jiang Wen thought blankly.

He had tried his best, but the result was still not what he wanted.

In his vision of the sky, the black planet was changing repeatedly in collapse and expansion. With his understanding of the nature of his soul, he could also roughly know the final fate of this star if it continued to develop like this.

It will continue to devour and expand until it bursts this space, until everything here is swallowed up by it.

The real universe cannot stop this terrifying existence, because its own mass has exceeded the former; the gods of subspace cannot stop its greed, because the essence of this soul from higher dimensions no longer belongs to mortals.

The fact is that it is so ironic that for such a huge and extra-dimensional existence, it is so difficult to make a little change in this universe.

But if you reverse the purpose and want pure destruction and destruction, it is so simple...

"That's it..." Jiang Wen shook his head regretfully.

This ending is not what he wants to see, but if destruction is inevitable, then at least he will not be tortured eternally by giving it to him.

This universe will be destroyed, and I will probably be angry and disappointed, and my last sanity will be swallowed up by desire and instinct. Then after destroying everything, he turned into an unimaginable monster...

"but……"

"But it's not the end yet."

A gentle voice sounded from behind him, and when he looked back, Spier's figure covered with battle scars was quietly standing behind him.

Jiang Wen smiled and did not argue, nor did he explain that he now belonged to the East Asian race.

Although he was relieved by the arrival of Speyer, a holy soul was not enough to change the current situation.

The Pure Land of the Soul has certainly begun to take shape as it has grown along the way, but Calvin has never had a clear goal.

This problem has developed to the present, that is, in the overall war sequence, only the problem of high-ranking generals has been solved, but there is no transition from mortals to holy spirits.

It is like a towering tree, but it has no deep roots in the earth.

But it was too late, and he had no time to solve this fundamental problem.

"Is there any difference?"

He just asked in a low voice, but he didn't know whether he was asking himself or fate.

"There is a difference..." Spier walked to sit next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

Since he converted his faith and belief to this world, his soul has been closely connected with this land. Calvin had no defense against him, and nothing here was any secret in his eyes.

He already knew Calvin's origins and was aware of the problems he was facing now, but Speyer knew that at this time, Calvin should not be allowed to bear all the responsibilities.

"Of course, this is different from the world you came from, and the people here have different ideas.

So... although I envy the peace that your world has, I still have to say that the people here may not be so lucky, but they are not as fragile as you imagine.

Although a dark fate is never far away, we are never hopeless. Don't look down on us too much, and don't put all your problems on you.

Suffering and suffering are our food, war and death are the nutrients for our growth. Even if we really have to face death and destruction, we are still accustomed to using struggle as the final end! "

Spier calmly spoke the most passionate words, and when Calvin looked at him, behind him were the reflections of all the souls in the pure land.

At the same moment in the subspace, the Chaos Gods began to work together to stir up huge energy, and used their authority to intervene in the Eight-Pointed Star;

In the real world, among the Honor Guard of the Gray Knights, the survivors of the Blood Ravens, and even the surviving Space Wolves, the psychic seeds left behind by Calvin also began to undergo subtle changes.

What is the end of despair?

Some people chose to give up, but those chosen by Calvin gave another answer!

The majestic and vast waves in the subspace are surging, while the warriors of the empire are sublimating on the real battlefield!

The Chaos Gods tacitly put down their fights and manipulated authority and belief for their existence;

Under the tide of darkness, the sea wolves and the last blood crows are walking out of the mists of countless past lives under the guidance of the brilliant spiritual seeds!

The memories of more than a hundred years of life are recalled in a short time, but their will is shining brightly after being constantly confirmed!

mortal! Can’t mortals have heroes?

mortal! Can't mortals undergo transformation and become towering trees that can support the heaven and earth?

The sacrificial Gray Knight no longer lingers! They have given up eternal sleep and are summoning their souls to the Primarch!

The victims among the sea wolves howl! They gave up the return journey of their souls to the Golden Throne, and chose to fight and resist to the end!

The souls of the Blood Crows are suffering, but with the final confirmation of their faith, the curse rooted deep in their souls is also disintegrating, and the blessings are also dissipating.

In the demonic realm deep in the subspace, the wizards and demonic primitives who sit on the throne also feel it.

But when the spells of prophecy and blood were released, they saw that the transformation in Blood Crow was only based on a trace of humanity in the deepest part of the soul, and they expressed their last gratitude to Calvin.

It was a great mistake that he had made, and finally someone could give his brother relief;

That was the last gift he received when he was still in the world, and his scattered bloodline now finally has a new path to return...

After thousands of years of suffering, the bloody double helix finally disintegrated on these Asterta, and what awaits them from today is a brand new chapter of their own!

renew. When you see this, it is best to long press the chapter and click to reload. Because I posted it in a hurry, I tinkered with it and added more than 200 words later. Of course, these 200 words are free and do not count.