Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"call!!!"

Calvin breathed a sigh of relief the moment the lights went out. The connection with his comrades and the dark surroundings made the fighting instinct in him come alive again.

The long-lost unknown and excitement once again delighted his body and soul. The wind was bringing complex information from afar, and spiritual perception was replacing mortal senses and touching everything around him.

The spiritual power began to shine again in Calvin. Thirty years of administrative work were like layers of cobwebs, tightly wrapped around this noble soul. Now, the luster of the soul once again A golden light began to shine from it.

This feels very magical, just like a wild Siberian tiger that has been raised safely in a zoo for ten years. The wild instinct is just hidden in the blood and has never left.

"Although Liangyuan is good, it is not my hometown."

Calvin reopened his white-gold eyes and murmured this poem from his past life.

"What are you talking about?"

Jin's face was calm, but the surprise in his heart was as turbulent as the waves.

Due to his limited talent, he really couldn't feel the details of the fluctuations of spiritual energy. But this kind of almost substantial energy fluctuation that was suppressed around Calvin made his brainstem creak. If he still couldn't feel it, something was wrong.

The change in the person in front of him, or rather the demigod, at this moment surprised him but also made him realize. He had found it strange before. As a divine being directly inherited from the emperor's bloodline, Calvin should not be just what he appeared to be. ordinary.

Yes, ordinary.

Perhaps that burly figure, steel-like will, gentle way of dealing with others and wise handling of things are already outstanding enough. But as a Primarch, that was not enough.

They must have a side that is completely different from ordinary people, a strong personal charm that is unique to them. That's why he was revered as the Father of Genes by the Astartes and worshiped by heroes from all walks of life in the empire.

This was what King had always failed to find in Calvin, and now it finally appeared.

He finally saw the true side of this Primarch, who appeared last in the records and had the most missing information. Maybe not the whole picture, but at least it was real enough.

Unlike Horus Luperkar, who inherited the emperor's majesty and ambition, nor Leman Russ, who inherited his bravery and wildness, nor Guilliman Robert, who had the mind and city, nor what the Custodes had always guessed. Magnus of Wisdom and Knowledge.

A personal style that had never been seen before or recorded suddenly and grandly appeared in front of Jin's eyes.

Divinity, although still weak but unquestionable divinity. King looked at the color in Calvin's eyes thoughtfully.

For a moment, Jin, who met Calvin's eyes, almost thought that what he saw was not a human being or a life. Rather, it is a collection of wills of a city-state and a planet.

Those white-gold eyes seemed gentle and peaceful, but hidden behind them was absolute and natural overlooking and compassion.

He is not aggressive, but like the rabbit at the feet of Leviathan, Jin can clearly understand how shaken the earth will be if he falls into anger.

"Did the first Primarch since the Emperor became a god inherit this? Or can this characteristic also be inherited?"

He decided to report what he saw and heard to the commander of the Forbidden Army and his colleagues as soon as possible after returning to Terra.

"What are you talking about? I've never heard that language," King asked.

"Oh, a poem from my hometown, just a little emotion." Calvin answered Jin's question.

He didn't want to get entangled with Jin on this detail, so he picked up Jin's previous question:

"Our fighting methods are indeed slightly different. That's just a little application of my understanding of psychic energy. No need to be surprised. Do you understand psychic energy? It's that...biubiu, crackling feeling?"

Calvin was in a rare good mood, so he decided to tease the overly curious corn spirit in front of him a little.

"......I don't understand. We are not good at this, and you must know it. Under normal circumstances, we prefer to fix the evil creatures from the subspace to the side of the physical universe with the help of the Sisters of Silence, and then Then deal with them slowly.”

Jin replied in a low voice, which was also consistent with Calvin's knowledge of them. He smiled and chose to ignore it.

The topic ended here, and the rest of the march was spent in silence until they reached the end of the passage.

Although there are very few roads in the hulk that are truly perpendicular to the direction of the planet's gravity, in most cases, they face steep or winding roads. However, the magnetic boots on the power armor of the Gray Knights provide sufficient suction and solve this problem well.

There are turns, slopes, narrow passages, and sometimes there is no path even when walking, and you can only use melta weapons to open a new passage.

During this short journey, Calvin and his Gray Knights passed through the "all-metal theme park" in this "metal building" consisting of mechanical arks, battle barges, strike cruisers and other styles.

About three hours later, under the guidance of the scouts in front, Calvin and others completed the 30-kilometer journey and reached a height near the surface.

And this is only their 15 minutes of running time in normal times.

The surface has been reached, and the underground subspace reaction can be faintly detected, and the devil's inherent stench of psychic smell has become very conspicuous.

Calvin decided to use psychic powers to hide himself and his comrades.

During his thirty years on Titan II, he did not neglect his craft. In his spare time training, systematically learning the various applications of psychic powers in the Inquisition was one of his gains.

When the Rebellion officially emerged in the Empire, the solemn and solemn Agreement of Nicaea, once witnessed by the Emperor and the heroes of all parties in the Empire, was in vain.

The Empire needs psychic energy, and the Empire can only rely on psychic energy. Only by giving up its previous total blockade and ignorance of psychic energy can it be able to resist the power of Chaos with a mere mortal body in the era when the Emperor no longer walks on earth.

So when these barriers no longer existed and the agreement prohibiting exploration existed in name only, the Inquisition, a unit fighting on the front line against Chaos, took the lead in including psychic powers in the list of things that must be learned and understood.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of mortals. Even if they only live for a few hundred years, the results they can achieve on a huge base still amaze Calvin.

The spiritual power currently being exerted by Calvin is the result of the wisdom of these mortals:

He enveloped all the Gray Knights with his psychic powers, and then transformed them into a lifeless energy cloud.

Such clouds are everywhere in the subspace. If a very suspicious person does not take the initiative to break the temptation, then this disguise will effectively allow these mortals to escape a pursuit from the subspace.

This is what Calvin needs, he wants his warriors to get as close as possible to their target, as close as possible before being discovered.

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