Chapter 150 Black and Red, Plans in the Shadows (1) First Omen, Sea of Thunder
"Let's go, take them home..." Calvin said as softly as possible, and no one from the Gray Knights and Imperial Guards around him objected.
After the tragic life of Cerbus came to an end, they could no longer blame this abandoned child of fate.
Appius, or the former Cerbos, is dead, and only his corrupted body still stays in place.
After his soul reunited with his brothers, his out-of-control body was visibly developing towards corruption and distortion.
Calvin raised his palm and pointed it at the body from a distance. The light symbolizing redemption shone through Appius' body, and the silver-white flame spread silently on his body. However, this body did not struggle at all, but was calm.
Accept your own fate.
When everything was burned out, the remaining ashes slowly floated and danced with the wind in the webway, and finally disappeared at the end of the field of vision.
After all the ashes disappeared, the double-headed eagle emblem that Calvin had been pursuing also fell from Appius' body and lay quietly on the ancient stone slab.
The original body's power armor made a dull sound. He slowly walked to the original position of Appius' body, bent down and picked up the eagle emblem.
The empty corridor in the distance was as pale as what they saw in Appius' dream, but what was different from the dream was the end of the corridor, the land they had really fought on, which belonged to the devil.
Screams and roars could be heard faintly.
"Let's go!" Calvin felt the scale of the pocket watch on his chest, and there was obviously still plenty of time left for him.
He wanted to collect the remains of these sons of Guilliman as much as possible before the gods turned their attention here.
Maybe he is destined not to bring salvation to everyone, but since fate has brought him to this universe, to this ancient battlefield full of regrets, then he has the obligation to do something for these loyal souls, even if it is
A little bit of relief is good...
The heavy sword was removed from Calvin's back again, and under his command, the servo of the power armor began to perform the final system self-check for the battle.
Calvin regained his identity as a Gray Knight at this moment, preparing to retrieve the remains of the Sons of Guilliman while also devoting his "modest effort" to purify this ancient ruins.
His will is gathering like never before, and in response to his will, the power on the side of order in the subspace begins to awaken again.
The authority and concepts belonging to the side of order resurfaced in the endless origin of the universe after thousands of years in the amazement of the gods.
Although their power is less than one billionth of what it was at its peak in the past, now that the Gods of Order are falling one by one, they are already a dazzling existence that can make the Gods of Chaos look at them.
Feeling the loosening of the positive authority in their bodies, the gods instinctively felt threatened, and they began to look towards the source of the call for this power.
Calvin in the real universe felt something at the same time. On the Erebus Clock that appeared in his palm, the red pointer was beating crazily towards the end point.
Buzz!
Deep in the webway, the invisible demonic tide suddenly began to make a huge commotion.
On this ancient battlefield, they are surrounding the demons gathered by the sons of Guilliman, fighting in an almost eternal battle in the most cruel way.
At every moment, hundreds of demons stand out from the surrounding demonic tide, screaming and rushing towards the battlefield at the core, engaging in a wheel-and-wheel battle with that special demon that lasts for hundreds of years.
Countless bones were scattered in the center of the battlefield, and among them there were many corpses of great demons lying on the ground;
Countless broken blades of remnant soldiers were stuck in this small piece of land, and the bloodstains on their blades corresponded to the dense scars on the demon that the sons of Guilliman had gathered together.
Yet this particular demon is still fighting, even though it has long forgotten where it came from, even though it has long forgotten why it is fighting.
It just used its instinct and the endless anger from its soul to rise up from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood again and again, and fight to the death with the evil spirits that followed again and again.
But the battle stopped suddenly because a "moon" suddenly appeared above their heads.
That "moon" is so cold that the light it emits is cold silver;
The moon was so fierce that in the first second it appeared, it announced its existence to the endless demonic tide beneath its feet with the power of order that was completely opposite to chaos.
The cold light was scattered around in an indiscriminate manner, and tens of thousands of demons within a few kilometers were howling in fear under the billowing black smoke as the power of chaos was violently burned on their bodies!
This is not a simple attack on the physical level, but a direct attack on their souls and more core true names, completely disintegrating them!
They tried to attack this "Silver Moon", but they couldn't move even with all their strength;
They tried to abandon this body given by the real universe and escape, but found that the surrounding space was as hard as steel after being infused with the power of order.
They are melting! They are disintegrating! They are facing their true demise!
The black smoke steaming within several kilometers made the Gray Knights and Imperial Guards who came after them stop in shock, while the howls of countless demons out of fear were weakening and sparse visible to the naked eye...
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"Order..." Golden, who had a soul contract with Calvin, murmured. This was also the first time he saw the original body release the dangerous power he had always mentioned.
The Imperial Guards beside him also remained silent, or in other words, they could no longer speak.
Because when that light shines on them, it is also corroding and "correcting" their souls.
While they instinctively resisted this force, they were also shocked by the scene that this force displayed when facing the subspace demons, which was like a natural disaster.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The human side of their souls is rapidly weakening under the irradiation of this light, and a machine-like cold will begins to be born in the depths of the soul.
The Gray Knights around them felt something strange about the Forbidden Army, and quickly led these Forbidden Army guards back, until they retreated beyond the edge of Calvin's power.
And as they left the illumination of the "Silver Moon", the erosion in the souls of Nicholas and others slowly stopped.
It took several breaths for the Forbidden Army Captain to recover from the unconscious erosion of this force.
He almost lost all his strength and could only breathe heavily under the support of his power armor.
At that moment, he almost thought he had seen the end of the universe, and the figure in the silver moon made him feel instinctively afraid.
The remaining power of order was still beating uncontrollably in his soul. Under the trend of this power, he could not control his consciousness. While feeling horrified, he kept recalling what he had just seen above the battlefield.
That existence is like a god's residence.
This...is the essence of the Gray Knights Primarch?,
Or is this the full picture of the last sharp blade left by the Emperor to mankind?
Looking back on his daily interactions with Calvin, it was difficult for him to combine this extremely cold power with that figure.
But with the natural disaster-like scene in front of him, another question couldn't stop popping up in his mind:
However, this sharp blade is no less dangerous than Chaos itself, right?
He and the other imperial guards couldn't help but think this way, but then they had a subtle agreement because of the scene of the group of demons consecrating their heads.
That was a scene they had never imagined. Before Calvin appeared, they could not believe that humans would be so strong when facing subspace.
Yes, only this kind of power can confront the evil demons of Chaos, and only this kind of power that is incompatible with Chaos will not make the same mistakes as the Thousand Sons again...
"Order..." A Khorne demon hidden among the demons roared in shock.
The body as huge as a hill now only has a burning skeleton, and the giant sword that has turned to ashes at its feet is the only reason it can survive.
The great sword obtained from the Brass Throne with thousands of years of bloody battles, now only remains a boiling liquid copper and slag. And the heartache of this loss is not as shocking as the appearance of Father God's old enemy in front of him.
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How long has it been since I last saw this power? It searched for the memory in its soul, remembering the time when it was a purgatory demon.
The Father God at that time was far from as powerful as it is now, and the Blood Skull Legion at that time was far from as neatly organized as it is now.
But this does not mean that the first-generation Khorne Legion was weaker than it is now, but that in the era when the Father God first ascended to the throne, the slave gods who were born with Him have not yet perished.
At that time, the Blood God did not yet have a truly settled core doctrine, and its status was not truly stable. Instead, the gods represented the birth of various elements of destruction, and their authority was far greater than that of the current demon princes. Not to mention, they
The various forms of destruction legions he led were far more powerful than the current Khorne legion.
It can never forget how in the war of the gods, those obscuring slave gods and ancient giant-like demigods rushed towards the kingdom of gods on the side of order one after another;
It cannot forget how those Titan-like gods fanatically carried out their missions, destroying the almost impossible kingdom of God one by one at the cost of their own fall.
It was an evenly matched war, and it was also a war in which the winner was not decided until the end. As countless Khorne fell from the gods, the camp of Order also declined.
If the dominant race in the galaxy had not been plunged into destruction and hatred one after another, shifting the origin of the universe towards chaos, and at the same time causing the gods of order to lose the favor of the origin of the universe at a critical moment, then this would be equivalent to the end of Ragnarok.
The outcome of the decisive battle may still be unknown.
It originally thought that this power would never reappear, but now, he or they are back...
After tens of thousands of years, it once again saw the authority that should have disappeared in this universe. And it was this power that once represented the gods of order that made it know that the enemy of chaos had returned unknowingly.
"Demigod?" Another great demon from the Lord of Disease changed his usual confusion. His eyes filled with corruption and pus stared at the "moon" above his head with the pain of being melted.
It looked at each other across the vast distance between the demons and the Great Demon of Khorne, and its psychic spells coerced their thinking, making clear communication and judgment on the threat in front of them in a short period of time.
"Yes, and He has complete authority." Daemon Khorne affirmed.
This is by no means one of those "man-made things" with powerful physical and spiritual potential. This is the prototype of a god who possesses extraordinary essence from the soul level, and is thus born with the power to control authority!
After feeling the erosion penetrating into the bone marrow of his body, the demon prince of Khorne simply gave up his body and part of his soul. As a faint blood light rushed out, a demon outside the battlefield suddenly had blood in his eyes.
The light comes on.
"We are in big trouble..." Nurgle Demon Pregel muttered to himself. He took out a deer-headed staff from his waist and took out the grinning Nurgle hanging on the staff.
The spirits were also thrown away.
"Hush! Be serious! This is not the time for fun!" It said seriously as it looked at the angry and roaring Nurglings at its feet.
As the last among the descendants of God the Father, it does not have a "divine plague" that can threaten this kind of existence, and even if it has such a killer weapon, it is still of little use against this kind of existence.
Unknown number.
This "shepherd" staff, which was traded from Father Rain, is its trump card to save its life. Although it hurts because of the high cost, it still activates the blessing on this staff, and then uses it to save its life.
Throw it into the center of the battlefield.
The deer-headed staff activated in mid-air, and the entire staff began to overflow with dark green disease light. The entire staff was like a green comet, and before Calvin could react, it hit him hard.
of feet.
boom!
The huge comet disappeared instantly after landing, leaving only the dark green flames stubbornly expanding against the power of order above its head.
Three eyeball-like seeds fell from the air, and then began to proliferate and expand crazily the first second they touched the ground!
Endless power of distortion and distortion spreads outward from these three seeds. The roots covered with barbs like flesh-eating maggots are like living creatures. Supported by the power from the Garden of Nurgle, they are spreading underground while also devouring the battlefield.
The remains of all demons!
The branches and leaves that represent corruption and mutation are withering every moment under the light of order. However, these branches and leaves are supported by the roots blocking the bottom in the next second, and grow upward again with new life forms.
Under the cover of these branches and leaves, the emerald green carpet spreads rapidly around, and with the establishment of these basic ecology, corrupt maggots and swarms of flies with poisonous stings are also born from nothingness.
The Gray Knights in the distance watched this mutation nervously. They could even hear from a distance that the roots on the originally scorched battlefield were making terrifying swallowing sounds as if they were alive.
The power of Chaos once again gained a foothold in the battlefield, but Nurgle Demon Pregel did not feel stable. It made a rare request for cooperation to another high-level demon on the battlefield:
"This thing won't last long! Hurry! Open the portal to the supreme heaven!"
However, before the Great Demon of Khorne could react, Calvin, who was standing in the sky, had already noticed it.
Calvin, who was exerting all his power, looked at the strange changes under his feet and stopped the large-scale killing order.
He first took a careful look at the rotten wood under his feet, then smiled slightly and threw the big sword in his hand downwards!
Abundant power of order surrounds the sword of Imperial Truth, while thunder streaks through the air with kinetic energy exceeding the speed of sound, with a trajectory that is difficult to discern with the naked eye, like a silver thunder falling from the sky!
boom!
The rotten tree that had grown to the thickness of a hug felt like it had been hit hard. The umbrella-like barrier of branches and leaves was penetrated by thunder. Silver flames spread all the way down from its branches and leaves, and there was a crackling sound of burning and the buzz of static electricity and ionized ozone.
The sound was unusually conspicuous in the silence after the thunder.
Huh?
Calvin frowned as he looked at the vegetation still growing tenaciously below, while the two demons in the distance took a deep breath.
However, the original body in the sky suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them, shook the Imperial Truth that returned automatically in his hand, and then grinned: "You can resist being beaten?"
boom!
Another thunderstorm fell, and this time the thunderstorm was followed by a thunderstorm as dense as a torrential rain, blessed by the Empire's truth that returned with Calvin's mind!