Calvin gritted his teeth, and his consciousness expanded instinctively in an instant.
The body of more than three meters in orbit may be just an insignificant point, but the silver light under his feet that accelerated and spread again in an instant has already covered the surrounding mountains and has become an artificial weather that can be captured by an orbiting aircraft!
"Strong energy response, the threat level is being assessed..." the priest of the Black Mechanicus muttered behind the demon primarch, his centipede-like toes brushing across the dirt-covered floor.
This is a scene that is enough to make one's head tingle, but at this moment no one on board the Endurance cares about its existence.
The Deathshrouds were all staring at the silver light at their feet, and Mortarion, who was looking down at the planet world, didn't even care.
No, no need to search anymore!
Feeling the heavy pressure on his spine, Calvin searched around as his consciousness expanded, and at a certain moment, he noticed a wisp of malice coming from the top of his head!
Malice!
Evil will!
It is so naked and so thick!
The anti-human logic and inhuman thoughts contained in it are so deep and undisguised!
A slight feeling of vomiting rose from his stomach and disappeared in the next second. Calvin knew that it was because his soul cognition in his previous life was feeling uncomfortable.
The sad thing is that in this life - neither his body as the original body nor his soul that has embraced divinity have nothing to do with humans...
In his trance-like consciousness, chants and subspace murmurs appeared in his ears at the same time, but before he could distinguish their contents, both fell silent at the same time.
Light and darkness...
Cold and greasy...
Order and disorder...
Reason and madness...
The cold iron current of order surged in his blood, and even circulated violently in his thoughts!
The remaining poison of Nagou was found by Order in the body, mind and even more nihilistic levels, and then burned, making a terrifying howl that was not like a human voice!
And this cold flame seemed so fierce at this moment! Even while destroying these existences, it also turned the parts that originally belonged to him into ashes!
But Calvin laughed out loud at this moment, even though the destruction of the soul and mind was a more painful process than scraping bones to heal wounds.
Why?
Because he suddenly thought, his honey, my poison, order is a good medicine for him, but for the power of the Nagago that makes up Mortarion, it may be more powerful than poison!
His opponent must be having a hard time at this moment, because order is in a sense more stubborn than Nago's corrupting power!
In fact, he guessed it right.
The same painful groaning sound also sounded at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.
The silver-white shroud who stood silently was shocked to find that the master of the Death Guards, who was famous for his tenacity, could not help but scream in pain at this moment!
humiliation!
This was the first feeling that came to Mortarion's mind after he opened his eyes!
A massive amount of corrupting power surged out from the subspace, and then poured into the throne of the Endurance. The power was so thick that it made the Death Guard nausea, and almost dyed the command hall of the flagship dark green.
The power of corruption is so active that swarms of scavenging flies, curling vines, and flowers that grow abnormally and then disintegrate and regenerate all appear in the entire hall like illusions;
But such a powerful force was helpless against the silver flame hovering on Mortarion's chest, and even in the fierce confrontation, there was a hint of trying to put out the fire...
What a blasphemy! In anger, Mortarion almost raised the Scythe of Annihilation and pointed the blade stained by endless dead souls at himself!
In the end, it was a long sigh from a certain being deep in the subspace that forcibly extinguished the wisp of silver flame in the blank space where everyone's spirits were instantly suppressed and time could not be sensed!
humiliation!
What a shame!
A wisp of cyan appeared behind Mortarion's veil. Before he had sublimated, this could barely be called a surge of blood...
This emotion, which he once despised as a mere mortal, reappeared after a long absence, making him feel unspeakably irritable!
But it was this kind of irritability that made Mortarion tremble all over and feel a little bit of ulterior pleasure at the same time?
Human nature...
A certain thought deep in his heart disappeared in a flash, only to be replaced by inhuman will.
The evil god's divinity once again gained the absolute upper hand and began to drive his distorted will to continue causing harm to the world.
So the pain of order burning the soul was forcibly suppressed by him, and once again, the collision between soul and consciousness happened in the next second!
boom!
The giant psychic palm in the sky is still fighting against the mountain range made of steel, but the giant carrying the mountain range has been attacked by the enemy's most vicious attack!
Over the 35th war zone, the natural disaster that was supposed to happen in tens of seconds was delayed in the astonished eyes of countless mortals;
However, the friction between psychic energy and steel, and the collision between soul and soul, are still fiercely confronting each other in a space that they cannot observe, but which determines their fate!
Calvin swore that in his previous life, his sanity would have been shattered the moment he came into contact with Mortarion.
And it was this comprehensive confrontation in the supernatural realm that made Calvin understand more deeply that the power of the demonic original body is its thought, and the blasphemy and distortion of this thought itself are far beyond the limits of mortal imagination.
Even beyond the scope of the word "evil" as defined by humans...
"You are hopeless..."
Calvin looked at the sky, and the words in his consciousness were both a soul-level counterattack and an exclamation.
He had to admit that the existence hundreds of thousands of meters away now only had the same name as before.
The thought represented in that power had already made him understand that what was in front of him now was a demon wearing the body of Mortarion.
"Wrong! Never did I need you to save me!" More powerful power comes again with the consciousness of the demonic original body, and the gibbering and twisted power of subspace comes again!
Mortarion answered with anger and ridicule: "How has he ever answered my call!"
"..."
Calvin was silent, and the confrontation in his mind meant fighting for every inch of territory, and a moment of silence was enough to deflect the situation.
Endless power of corruption grew at the edge of Calvin's will, and then collapsed again in an instant. Nagago's extremely twisted concept of life was expanding crazily in this instant interpretation!
"Is this the reason why you hate him?" Calvin's body was a little stooped, which is the price of being the center of the entire psychic structure that carries billions of tons of weight.
But his head rose slightly, and the doubt in his eyes was instantly replaced by anger!
"This is it! The reason why you hate him?"
The war on the consciousness level is still going on, and the silver wrapped in dark green explodes like water!
In the conversation between souls, Calvin's roar set off a tsunami-like wave! And beneath this wave was Calvin's questioning that was almost extremely angry!
"Are your ideals and beliefs just decorations used to decorate your poor dignity?
Without the affirmation and salvation of others, do you have any reason to surrender?