Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Bah————!

After the crisp metal collision sound reaches a frequency that exceeds the limit of the human ear, what can be received is this almost continuous vibration.

Steel is colliding and bodies are breaking, but the mechanical slaves are still fighting resolutely but in vain according to the will given by the main console.

Every moment, someone is swept by the storm, and then dismembered by the sweeping metal storm without even being able to see their weapons clearly, and restored to their original appearance.

The doors in the four corners of the Colosseum-like hall were opened, and hundreds of new forces were released to support their battle.

After the former proved unable to stop the white figure, more immersive devices were unlocked and activated.

On the armor-level protective wall of the battleship, heavy logging guns and twin-linked laser guns poked out from the hidden fire doors, and began to pour firepower on the target under the lock of the auspicious device.

Thermal energy rays and solid ammunition refracted and bounced on the ceramic floor. The nearly saturated firepower rays and weird and difficult-to-prevent secondary damage in the hall still could not stop the white storm from raging.

"Come again!"

All enemies on the scene were defeated, and Calvin's roaring voice penetrated the wall and reached the servo in the monitoring room.

Contrasting with the illusion of intense emotions on the outside, the cold will in Calvin's body is examining the enemy and ourselves, and at the same time, he is also distracted in his brain receiving his own memories in other timelines:

"Phoenix Guards Swordsmanship·Change"

"Victorious Army Champion Swordsmanship"

"Thirteen Mechanical Applications of Gladiator Ax Technique"

"Blades and Fangs—The Fenrisian Code of Survival"

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Various martial arts skills and concepts in his memories collided in his mind, making the sword in his hand sharper and more flexible and eclectic.

But Calvin felt no joy.

Since waking up, he has clearly understood that this sudden development is not so much a bonus gained on the battlefield, but rather an instinctive rescue of the body before facing the overflow of spiritual energy.

The reason for all this comes from his evolution at the cellular level since the Holy Blood Trial, which has been stuck at 39% for too long.

This is not due to his negligence or laziness. In fact, his energy investment in this area has never stopped. However, after the cell's progress in mimicking the original cells in the "holy blood" reaches 39%, it is no longer able to break through on its own. Yes.

The instinctive desire for a certain kind of energy made Calvin understand that what he lacked was the help of an external energy that he did not possess, and this was precisely something outside the scope of his knowledge reserves.

The evolution of the body has almost stagnated, but the progress of the soul has not stopped. The increasingly obvious gap between the two is his biggest crisis at the moment, and it is also the reason for his depression.

Tick-tick-tick!

The inventory of tactical machine slaves in the servo triggered the cordon. The sergeant monitoring the equipment sent a signal to the hall that the training was over, and at the same time, this training came to an end.

After finishing rinsing in the shower room, Calvin walked out of the training ground with a gloomy expression.

A white linen robe is draped around his body, and he is over 3.5 meters tall without armor, like a walking giant statue, which makes the soldiers of the mortal legion bow their heads and salute when they see him from a distance.

After returning a symbolic salute to these soldiers, Calvin returned to his residence and sat alone at the table, looking thoughtfully at the side data in front of him.

"Have you reached your limit?"

he asked himself secretly. "But, this is not enough..."

His shadow was reflected on the floor under the dim light. In the unmanned space, only the confusion and helplessness of the person in the reflection could be seen holding his head in his hands.

The various data on the side of the body came from the careful measurement of the pharmacist brother of the Chapter. He had already read it countless times after waking up.

His height once again increased by 25 centimeters and he completely broke through the 3.5 meter mark. With a height of 3.65 meters and a weight of nearly two tons, he was completely different from the Astartes.

Just like a Siberian tiger trying to hide among a group of jaguars, the difference in dimensions made Calvin automatically become another species in the eyes of the pharmacist brothers without any explanation.

This is good, at least it saves Calvin a lot of lip service. At least that's what Calvin thought under the excited and eager eyes of the pharmacists.

But this is not good, because at this stage, even the Gray Knights Chapter, which has extremely high authority and can directly retrieve data from the Throne Court, will be unable to help him go further.

The new energy circulation system in the body has actually been a sign for a long time. It is the product of stimulating experiments on cells during the last development of the body.

The high-strength tissue structure is less a conduit than a muscle-strengthening device powered by psychic energy.

The generation of this kind of organ increases the body's consumption of spiritual energy to a certain extent, and also delays the arrival of the problem in disguise.

But Calvin knew that this kind of application would treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. Before his cells entered a higher energy level, this consumption would be of little significance to the speed of his psychic recovery.

The genetic laboratory established by the Emperor himself on the moon had been destroyed in the flames of war as early as the Great Heresy. He could not find any knowledge useful to him in the entire Inquisition and Throne Court.

It was already the fourth day since I woke up and left the medical department, and it was also the second day since I left the recovery stage and entered high-intensity training.

After two days of nearly 22 hours of all-out training, Calvin finally saw the limits of his physical body, but the spiritual energy that spontaneously gathered under the mass effect of the soul was still growing endlessly...

"What should I do? What should I do..."

The suppressed low groan echoed from Calvin's residence, and then dissipated into the unknown night.

One night passed, and in the early morning of the next day, Calvin appeared again in the government affairs hall of Titan 2 as if nothing had happened.

Under the watchful eyes of the Gray Knights and the Imperial Guards who stayed around, he sat steadily behind the seat that symbolized the Lord of the Castle, handling his duties.

There were many more documents to be processed on the desk than usual, and to be honest, most of them were brought by Calvin himself.

With Calvin recovering from his illness, the Federman System where Titan 2 is located is once again open to the outside world.

The Federman Galaxy, which had been lifted from silence, reappeared on the interstellar link of the Imperial Astrologer. While the nearby Demonic Tribunals were relieved, it also relieved the home planet in the direction of Terra.

In the end, this unstable behavior once again disrupted the jumping rhythm of the Gray Knight fleet.

Yes, once again, and this unlucky fleet has not yet been able to reach the Federman System.

Because halfway through their last subspace voyage, the Navigator lost the coordinates of the Federman System in the subspace without warning.

The crisis of Star Trek is just around the corner. The comparison parameters provided by the Star Torch Court were repeated by the Navigator, but the existence of Federman was still not found.

In desperation, the Gray Knight fleet could only jump out to the nearest jump point under the leadership of the flagship battleship Supreme Decree, and then tried to jump again to Federman's nearest star system.

And not long after they jumped out of the subspace, the coordinates of Federman's galaxy reappeared on the star map of the Star Torch Court, as if they were deliberately teasing them. Needless to say, the reason was.

In this way, the final result was that on the first day after Calvin returned to his duties, a snowstorm of inquiry documents and communication requests came from the direction of the Tribunal and Titan, including naturally a part of the poor fleet. share.

Calvin spent several hours patiently processing these purely business documents before turning his attention to the notification documents on the desk that were placed as second priority by the administrative officer.

The first thing that caught Calvin's eyes was good news - the promise of Nicholas, the envoy of the Imperial Guard, was being fulfilled smoothly:

The warlord-level psychic Titan "Imperial Commissar" that was transported back from the unknown star is about to arrive on Titan II.

Moreover, through the coordination of the Throne Court, the mechanical priests from the Order of Omen and a large team have also set off, coming from the direction of Terra.

This is the only good news in this batch of documents. The next document brought a transcript of the information from the Inquisition's intelligence stations throughout the Storm Star Territory. When reported to Terra, it was also sent to Titan II simultaneously.

First document:

The war in Orps is getting worse and more support is being requested. The sector's finances were on the verge of collapse and requested a special tax exemption from Terra.

Second document:

The Fire Angels Chapter has responded to War Lord Hellström's call and is on its way to the Karthak Rebellion Sector.

Third document:

The Reza Forge World privately responded to the request of a certain war group and began producing Crusader-type Land Raider heavy tanks without authorization from Mars documents.

The Martian authorities expressed serious concern and lodged a protest...

Fourth document:

The population data of the Tasmodan sector in the previous cycle was abnormal, and the death data was reduced by unnatural factors. It is recommended to investigate.

Considering that there are currently no imperial mobile troops stationed nearby, it is recommended that the Holy Hammer Order provide support and be on standby.

"Well……"

Calvin blinked and looked carefully at the time the file arrived. It happened to be less than a day after Titan II was shut down.

Demographic data anomaly? That's a pretty serious accusation.

Once verified, it was almost another extinction order like the SATA galaxy...

Calvin thought as he looked at Captain Stern's name on the note. Then I saw that long-lost name on the next document:

Lyudmila, the former high-ranking demon judge of the Holy Hammer Order, was declared guilty of negligence in handling the SATA section, causing irreparable losses to the empire, and was sentenced to death. The date was a week ago...

"This day has come..."

Calvin recalled that on Titan, the thin human woman smiled and talked to him about her destined death and entrusted her apprentice to him. The other person's voice and smile seemed like yesterday.

He raised his head and stared at distant Terra for a long time, and then said to the clerk beside him:

"Send a message to Titan to Grand Master Walden to pick up someone for me... name? Well, let me think about it. Yes, a young man named Antonov."

After explaining this matter, there was no further reflection. Calvin put the document down and continued to deal with other matters.

The deceased is gone, and there isn't much he can do, that's all.

It took Calvin a whole morning to sort out the accumulated copywriting. After the routine prayer ceremony and lunch at noon, he went to the equipment workshop again.

The foundry sergeants here are working hard on his temporary power armor, and Calvin needs to cooperate with them to collect the latest data so that specific parts can be customized.

Fortunately, there are not many elders in the battle group who have been buried in the Holy Fear. There are only less than 7 people who are still in the distant Titan home planet.

Therefore, when the foundry sergeants here temporarily removed the parts from the vacant Holy Dreadnought and pieced them together with the Holy Shield-type power armor parts, they could feel less unnecessary burden.

"Primary Heart" has been sent for modification again due to size issues. Until it is completed, Calvin can only make do with wearing this light armor.

"Mission" Warhammer also faces similar problems, but fortunately it is still bearable.

What was originally a standard-sized two-handed warhammer has now become as awkwardly positioned as a "dirty sword" that is "one and a half hands long" in Calvin's hands.

So now the only weapon in Calvin's hands is the Sword of Oath that he got by accident, and even this sword will soon be returned to the home planet.

Calvin stood alone in the center of the relic room, looking at the dazzling display of weapons around him, but all of them were smaller. He suddenly understood why the Primarchs had so many weapons left in the world.

"I'm still too poor. I should get a few more and save them if I have the chance."

The fear of insufficient firepower that was engraved in my bones in my previous life has recurred in this world.

It was almost dusk on Federman 9 when he left the equipment workshop. After strolling around the training hall and showing his presence, Calvin returned to his residence.

After once again politely rejecting the jade... imperial guard who wanted to stand guard in his dormitory at the door, he finally had his own personal time.

Calvin, who had taken off his disguise, stood in his equipment room, looking at the Sword of Oath in his hand and thinking deeply.

He didn't know the secret of this sword, but since Titan valued it so much, there must be his reason.

In one of Tingus's dreams, the long-dead Grand Master Natilik was fighting to have his soul die and give it into his own hands. This shows how special this holy sword is.

So, what exactly makes this sword so important?

Calvin, who was temporarily confused about the way forward for his physical evolution, had nothing to do, so he simply used the psychic talent he had received before on this sword.

Then, he didn't know whether to live or die, but he was severely knocked over by the will carried by this holy sword that had undergone countless solemn oaths!

"With this body, I will serve the Emperor for the rest of my life!"

"In this name, I will burn my blood to defend mankind!"

"In the name of the Emperor! Witness our ascension!"

"In the name of humanity! Witness our sacrifice!"

The massive images carry the power of the oath that has been retained in the sword for thousands of years, impacting Calvin's spiritual defense.

The unstoppable will suppressed him at the first moment, and the divine soul instinctively resisted the assimilation of this power!

A large amount of spiritual energy flows from Calvin's hands to this holy sword. While resisting, he does not forget to give it blessing and protection, for fear that the will in this holy sword will be wasted in Calvin's own hands.

Or a second, maybe more. In this short but long time, while Calvin's spiritual energy was violently consumed, his soul was also severely baptized.

With the blessing of his spiritual energy, the power of the holy sword had a personal confrontation with his own soul, and the consumption of both his forward and backhand spiritual energy also caused his massive spiritual energy to bottom out instantly!

After the baptism was over, he hurriedly let go of his hands and stepped back. At the same time, he re-examined the holy sword with a surprised look, which began to flicker in response to his spiritual energy and spontaneously suspended in the air.

An unexpected joy appeared in his heart:

Hey! This thing is a bit interesting!

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