Chapter 616: The War on the Gothic Starry Sky (Twenty) is no longer what it used to be
boom!
The earth is collapsing, the world is shattering, the war cry of the legionnaires penetrating the sky is frozen in the pale time, and everything about Marquez has become blurry again, and time has returned to the dust of history to settle.
As if experiencing a big dream, Mortarion's consciousness lost its sustenance, and his soul hovered aimlessly in the sky while waiting for his return.
Everything under my feet fell into stasis again, and then disintegrated and collapsed like all forgotten memories.
Out of the battle, Mortarion finally regained his calm eyes and subconsciously scanned everyone in this stage-like scene;
And a certain sense of loss with unknown meaning also flashed in his eyes.
"You win!" He looked at Calvin across from him, remembering the opponent's words in the battle just now.
The failure stopped the anger from going to the head, and the two brows on the face hidden by the veil of corruption finally tightened.
After thinking about his gains and losses, he had to admit the failure of this battle, and it was precisely because of this failure that he finally began to face the strange brother in front of him.
The former fallen primarch, now the Demon Prince, spoke to Calvin word by word in his iconic hoarse voice:
"But this is just one round, we... have a long way to go!"
"Hey!"
Calvin grinned, and the light reflected from his teeth was very cold.
Anyone could hear the hidden meaning in Mortarion's words and the almost overflowing hatred, but this did not scare the Primarch who was also a Gray Knight.
Since his last life, the logic of things has been very simple in the eyes of this veteran:
You win, I stand firm and take the beating;
But if you lose, don’t give me any spoilers!
He almost didn't waste a second on Mortarion's threat, but went about his own business in front of Mortarion.
And on the eve of the disintegration of this space due to time, Mortarion really had nothing to do with him.
"What are you doing?"
Marquez's world first collapsed, then shrank after an instant of expansion.
Everything that was once true was irreversibly disillusioned in the process. Mortarion was ready to leave when he saw this place, but when he turned around, he saw Calvin who was still busy in his peripheral vision.
"Recovering the loot, of course!"
Calvin was in a very good mood and even had time to answer Mortarion's questions. But this answer made Mortarion's head jump:
"This is absolutely ridiculous!"
——In this war of concepts, he has already taken away the secret of the "Unbreakable One" from his own hands, but is this not enough?
What else does he want from himself?
"What recovery? What loot?" Mortarion stopped and turned to look at Calvin warily.
The suspicious look almost penetrated the veil, and in the next second, he seemed to finally react, and then raised his hand and pointed at Calvin regardless of dignity:
"you want……!"
Gaara!
Mortarion has already realized that this guy who likes to manipulate souls even more than Magnus is obviously eyeing the Seventh Company Captain in his memory!
Who is Kejia Luo!
That is a special person with a strong reputation in the entire 14th Legion!
Even if he, Mortarion, had betrayed that man and even killed Garro with his own hands because of their differences! But in his heart, he never denied this man's merits and abilities!
And now, the thief in front of him was so shameless and wanted to steal people from his memory!
Even if Garro is dead, even if he broke with Mortarion before he was alive!
But just like that, in front of him, he fished out the reflection of the dead soul from his memory! What a thing!
"I……!"
Mortarion, who couldn't catch his breath, rushed towards Calvin crazily, but in the end he was still isolated by the thick barrier of time.
"%...\u0026￥%...\u0026!"
Calvin, on the other hand, seemed to be looking at a dog isolated by bulletproof glass, calmly looking at the arrogant Mortarion and the curse words belonging to Barbarus in his mouth, but his work did not stop for a moment.
"!!!" Mortarion calmed down and looked at the flame of soul in Calvin's hand with hatred.
He realized belatedly that even though he and Calvin came from the same time and space.
But because they entered in different ways, under the rules represented by this memory, they are still so far apart!
But that’s Gaara!
The captain of his seventh company! During the Great Expedition, he was the only one who could be called a battle company commander in front of that man!
Even if he has died and will die in his memory forever, shouldn't this be his treasure, shouldn't it be owned by him alone?
"I want it! What's wrong?" Calvin ignored the crazy Mortarion, but carefully looked at the faint flame in his palm.
There were not only memories belonging to the Death Guard that he could not tell Mortarion, but also soul reflections belonging to the Captain of the Seventh Great Company.
The latter has long since died, and since his soul has not fallen into the hands of Mortarion, it should have returned to the Golden Throne.
What's here is just the remnant of his will and the reflection of his soul.
As for the idea of recycling, it was an idea that came to him after the battle and before seeing the world return to silence:
As he and Mortarion saw, everything here belonged to the past, so when the fateful plot was over, the two of them should have seen that everything here had become illusion.
But I don’t know why, maybe it’s because Gallo is no longer the Gallo he once was, and the reflection of his soul in this space and time has been mixed with a part of Calvin;
So when the end came when the world collapsed and everything fell silent, he unexpectedly saw that among the paleness, there was a little bit of life that belonged to Jialuo's soul!
That's not Gaara anymore!
It was a little mark of his own after combining part of Calvin's soul and breaking away from his original fate!
He shouldn't die here quietly like this!
He deserves it and deserves his own independent destiny!
On a whim, Calvin began to spread his power toward the void beneath his feet.
He wants to drag this soul with new variables out of this frozen time!
But to put it simply, this essence of making money from time is truly and truly violating the laws of illusion and reality!
If he wants to get what he wants out of him, the price Calvin is about to pay may be countless times more difficult than defeating Mortarion!
squeak...quack...
The sound that could only be heard by Calvin was like a piercing scream!
That was the sound of the power of order in his hand breaking!
The act of wrapping Jia Luo's soul and lifting it up is full of theological symbolic meaning in addition to its seemingly simple physical properties at this moment!
The first step is to use your own power as a tentacle to catch the illusory soul despite the counterattack and punishment of the rules!
collapse!
collapse!
collapse!
Amidst the noise like a steel cable being torn apart, Calvin finally touched that soul.
But what he had to face next was a resistance that was as immovable as a mountain and far exceeded his expected limit!
A huge amount of sweat covered his forehead in just a few breaths, and from the perspective of spiritual vision, his behavior at this moment was like a man trying to use his own power to drag the silent cruise ship in the storm. people!
not enough!
not enough!
not enough!
The flame of order in the soul is burning crazily, and the dark and cold crown is now filled with the raging flames of authority!
Inside and outside the Iron Temple, countless souls have responded to his call and are helping him in his crazy behavior at this moment!
But even though he had given everything he had, the barrier erected between reality and illusion still nailed that soul to the spot!
What else do I have?
Calvin's consciousness had no time to think, but his instinct was making the choice for him at this moment.
Since the Battle of Moro, the fragment of the eight-pointed star that he tore apart was lifted up again by his soul from the spiritual etheric ocean for the first time after being swallowed!
And with this heavy chip in place, Calvin seemed to hear some kind of invisible scale, and in an instant, soul-piercing gears began to turn!
boom!
The huge roar caused Calvin to lose consciousness. After an unknown amount of time, Calvin, who was suffering from residual tinnitus, finally saw the flames appearing in his palms!
"He is not Garro!" Calvin raised his head and said to Mortarion, who was so far away, after experiencing a hardship that the other party could not detect.
The determination contained in his simple words, and the calmness and calmness after going through hardships, made the angry demon primarch stunned, and then lost his voice again.
Following his gaze, when Mortarion looked at Calvin's hands again, the original Gray Knight, who had mastered some of the secrets of the soul because of his divinity, seemed to finally come to life.
He looked at Mortarion again, as if making a vow, repeating some established fact:
"At least, he isn't anymore!"
Update, by the way, I would like to thank the grandfathers who gave me rewards and gave me monthly tickets. It is you who did not give up on me, so I can climb out of the pit again.