Chapter 79: Inside and outside the words, the joy and sorrow of all living beings
I remembered, it was really the "Holy Scripture"...
The shadow calmed down and appeared in Calvin's mind again.
But he also seemed to have a lot of confusion, because the current situation was too far from what he and those people had originally expected.
Where are they? Instead of answering Calvin, he asked a new question again.
Who? Calvin asked rhetorically.
Others... are wrong! The voice still wanted to explain, but was instantly reminded by the actions of these mortals in front of it.
The joy shown in the expressions on those mortal faces does not seem to be fake!
And deducing from their emotions and the shocking information spilling out of their bodies, he came to a fact that he was never willing to face!
No, it may be a misjudgment!
His tone became more impatient after a slight pause, as if some unforeseen accident had become a fact.
Who? Who is in power in the empire now?
Governing?
Calvin's thoughts turned instantly, and after finding the target, he packed up the system concepts of the Terran Council and the Council of Government, and sent them towards the shadow.
Council of Terra? Isn’t that Malcador’s toy?
Oh my god! What are you doing?
Shadow responded to Calvin's message irritably, and then after realizing some possible truth, he questioned him in a trembling tone:
I'm asking my brother! Who is it? Who is actually in control of the current situation!
……there is none left.
Calvin was silent in his mind for a while, and then answered in a low voice.
His question about the identity of the shadow actually does not need to be answered at this point, as he already has the answer.
But faced with Corax's problem, he didn't know how to deal with it.
How to answer?
How to make him realize the current situation of the empire?
Do you want to tell him the current truth?
Do you want to tell him that since the end of the Great Heresy, after the Empire lost its last Primarch - Robert Guilliman, there has been no real Primarch for thousands of years.
And those mortals, either to stabilize the situation, or for rights and selfish desires, have used mythology and religious ignorance for thousands of years to once again cover up the former empire under the ruins of history?
Do you want to tell him that everything he has fought for is only a heresy recognized by the imperial state religion on the corpse of the human empire today?
The truth of the empire and the future of the human race that he and his brothers sacrificed their lives to protect have become a bubble that they dare not even dream of leaving under internal and external difficulties?
What should I say?
Even though Calvin II returned the military power to others, he has been fighting for the most cruel authority in the empire since he came to this world.
His heart, as solid as stone, also instinctively rejected this cruel behavior.
This is too cruel for a warrior and is more painful than destroying the body;
This is too despairing for an idealist, and is a far more complete harm than destroying him...
answer me!
Answer me! What are you afraid of?
Answer me! Don’t I even have the right to know the truth?
Shadows were like thick ink soaked by the night, churning under Calvin's feet and in his soul.
He could obviously leave at any time, and Calvin had never restricted him, but despite this crazy venting, he still did not step out of Calvin's shadow.
He was angry, Calvin knew it.
He...was also afraid, and Calvin...knew it.
Afraid... Calvin also had mixed feelings in his heart, and the complicated emotions left him speechless for a moment.
Do people like them also have feelings of fear?
He had never thought about it before, but subconsciously denied this possibility.
But now, he feels that the answer is yes:
When ideals and beliefs are shattered, even inhuman things like them will hesitate for a moment when they touch the truth.
Arnida in the distance looked at the original body as if aware at this moment.
For some reason, his heart was clenched tightly by the throbbing coming from his soul and blood at this moment.
After Calvin sorted out his emotions, he tried to use the calmest attitude and said lightly:
there is none left……
Since the fall of Robert Guilliman, the last Primarch and master of the Ultramarines Legion, the Imperium has been without a Primarch for thousands of years.
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"The God-Emperor's blessing!"
However, this emotion of joy and hope was separated from the endless sadness in his body with Calvin's body as a boundary.
The original body calmly faced the cheers from under his feet, his sacred face wrapped in spiritual light was like a sculpture and a god.
It was as if the short-lived cheers and the eternal battle were blowing by like the breeze, unable to move his will in the slightest.
And the mortals who saw all this from his eyes became even more fanatical after feeling the majestic will of the original body.
A picture of all living beings is staged at the feet of the original body.
A truth that implies the two extreme emotions of ice and fire unfolds silently in Calvin's perception.
Fanatical prayers still surged in the dome and corridors of the silver hall.
The gazes of the imperial guards looked at each other for a brief moment and then withdrew.
They confirmed that this was the first time that Calvin had announced to the outside world completely in his own name.
The high-ranking judge from the Holy Hammer Order quietly retreated, leaving as much of the stage as possible to the Silver Prince, who was making his debut.
The Gray Knight officers at the foot of the steps had obviously been waiting for this historic moment. When Calvin finished speaking, they uniformly turned to look at the throne, then knelt down on one knee with their halberds in hand.
"The God-Emperor's blessing!"
"Praise to the incarnation of the God of All Opportunities!"
The Admiral and the Founder-Priest paid their respects to the holy Son of the Emperor before them with their own etiquette.
The priest of the state religion and the company commander of the Reviled Chapter quietly joined the crowd of salutes.
Not long after they boarded the battleship, the battle sisters confirmed the facts they heard in astonishment.
The three Holy Roses, headed by Mirius, looked blankly in the direction of Calvin, then trembled and clasped their hands together to perform the Aquila Salute.
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Given by the Emperor.
And outside the two columns of columns in the center of the hall, the dark army of Tindaros officers were already impatient.
They paid tribute to their monarch at this sacred moment with a loud war cry!
"For the Emperor and the Titans!"
"For the Emperor and the Titans!"
The war cry of the Gray Knights mixed with the Tindaros Legion, resounding in the huge space of the Silver Hall.
As the protagonists of this audience ceremony, several coalition generals who came from afar tried their best to absorb the information they saw and heard during the solemn ceremony.
The twenty-first Primarch?
The twenty-first Primarch!
Of course, Calvin's words cannot be faked, and the meaning of this sentence itself is terrifying.
During its thousands of years of rule, the Gein Empire had already erased all traces of the Great Crusade.
Information about the Legion of Astartes, even from the Imperial nobility and the Forge World, only has some rough descriptions, but no specific details.
The only places where the whole story of the Great Rebellion can be explained clearly, apart from the Throne Court and the Tribunal, is that there may be corresponding records on Mars.
At the time when the empire was at its peak, how many Primarchs there were and how many legions there were correspondingly were already a dust-shrouded secret to people at that time.
If what Calvin said is true, it means that the Astartes still existing within the Empire today are all from those nine known legions.
And starting from today, this number will increase by one more... There are still legions with the Primarch alive.
So the question is, why now, why here.
Why did this son of the Emperor, with dual endorsement from the Throne Chamber and the Inquisition, choose this time to make his identity public?
The people attending the meeting here may not have much power, but they are indeed high-level members who can represent the strength of all parties in the Hazy Star Territory.
The founding priest Fermat was making crazy calculations in his rigorous "logical circuit", and then in the next second, this priest, who represented one of the largest factions in the Mechanicum, proposed to Calvin a question that made him laugh or cry.
question:
"Do you...want to...call out an expedition...fleet?"
"ah?"
Even though Calvin's mood hidden under his composure was gloomy enough, he couldn't help laughing at the magical thinking of this mechanical priest.
What does it mean?
Calvin's brain is so fast, he understands the other party's immediate intention in less than a millisecond.
Qingjun side?
Overthrow the Terran Council?
What do you think?
Is the logic circuit board soldered? Is it possible that you have a hidden codename called "Xiaoxin"?
The huge sense of absurdity prompted Calvin to carefully observe the latter's expression. However, like all highly modified high-ranking priests, what he gained from Ferman's artificial skin and mechanical eyes was only low-frequency signal lights and stiffness.
expression.
"So you're serious?"
Calvin laughed, but quickly restrained his frivolous expression.
This is certainly not a joke, and it is impossible for anyone to reflect humor on this issue.
So, no matter what the original intention of the machine in front of him was, at least at this moment, he was entrusting his fortune to Calvin.
"Logical thinking self-test...completed, no data disorder...confirmed."
Fermat's mechanical prosthetic eye flickered slightly, and after listening to Calvin's words and performing a self-examination, he solemnly expressed his stance to Calvin.
At this time, Calvin also knew that no matter what his thoughts were, he had to show a minimum of respect to this mechanical priest.
"No, no need." He refused solemnly but without hesitation.
"Oh... no need... received the order!" Fermat's mechanical prosthetic eye made a subtle clicking sound, and then lowered its head slightly in a humane manner.
If he still had a human muscular system, then this expression would obviously be a sign of great regret.
The original body's answer was "No need."
That is to say, the problem does exist and he has the ability to solve it on his own without their help.
This strong rejection is of course regrettable.
Even after Calvin explicitly refused, he felt that the Primarch's rejection of the expedition to Terra was tantamount to the Lucius Forge World losing an opportunity to rise.
But it also made him feel at ease.
Because a commander who can attract the loyalty of him and the forces behind him should have strong and unquestionable authority and power.