Calvin finally met Lord Hyland, the governor of the empire, whom he had always heard but ignored.
Not long after they continued to penetrate into the de facto "royal palace" of this hive city, Calvin saw him at the edge of a palace door leading to the core hall.
Or just say "it".
Now Hailan has completely lost any trace of human characteristics.
Even if the huge body is slumped next to the door and asleep, the height is still more than 5 meters by visual inspection.
Dark green skin and brown antlers on its head are its only colors.
The bloated figure is more like a rockery made of fat than a person.
Compared with its fat body, its tiny head and short lower limbs look ridiculous.
It was like a lonely child, sleeping soundly against the huge marble pillars of the palace gate.
The bent copper lamppost in his arms was filled with strange debris like the bird's nest on the antler on the right side of its head, making the whole scene look weird and funny. p>
But Calvin couldn't laugh, and neither did his comrades.
In Calvin's knowledge of demonology, there is no physical difference between Hyland in this form and the "Great Unclean One", the champion of chaos favored by the legendary King of Corruption to dominate disease.
The only thing that can prove that Hailan has not yet become a demon is that it has not yet grown to a height of more than ten meters and has the same power and nature as a disaster that can spread disease and death on a large scale just by walking.
"We are too late after all." Calvin thought in his heart.
No matter how bad the scenes and details described in the voice in the document were, Calvin still had some illusions about saving Hailan, a young man from the Empire who was forced to do this step by step by fate.
But when such Hailan appeared in front of him, he had no choice but to recognize the reality.
The former Hailan can never come back; in front of them now, there is only a believer of the Lord of Corruption wearing the coat of Hailan's soul.
The Gray Knights were not able to suppress their footsteps.
The whereabouts of everyone in the distance had already awakened Hailan who was sleeping.
He took a deep breath and stretched out his two fat arms.
The copper pillar on his shoulder slipped to this side as he moved, so he hurriedly stopped and hugged the copper pillar with his half-stretched hands.
Then, he bothered to raise his head and look at Calvin and his group.
"Another can? Ah, gray..." He muttered in his mouth, and then he was frightened by the second half of his sentence.
It's not like he knew what the group of Astartes in front of him meant.
It’s just that when I just woke up, my instinctive psychic vision turned on and the observation results were too horrifying.
The twenty-one Astartes approaching from the opposite side are all psykers!
What the hell! Since when did think tanks become so common?
When we were still in the Astra Militarum, the Astartes Chapters that we could occasionally cooperate with didn't necessarily have a think tank in each company!
It touched its chest, and a newly healed scar was there.
This was a great gift given to it by the think tank in the yellow can before it died. It can still clearly remember how terrifying that pale psychic lightning was.
"You will die." After just killing an Astartes, when he rushed to the think tank and saw the lightning in the opponent's hand, Hailan knew intuitively what would happen if the lightning hit him. After all, it has not reached a complete contract with the subspace before becoming a demon.
If it dies this time, then it is really dead, in a transparent way.
Fortunately, it still had the blessing of a loving father, and one of the two remaining blessings spontaneously blocked Hailan's fatal attack.
It also took advantage of the opponent's dazed moment to crush the opponent's head with the lamp post in its hand...
But what kind of battle group is this in front of us?
Even the Astartes have to be reasonable, right?
Why are there so many psychic masters per capita?
Is there any more natural justice?
Is there any more royal method?
Can you run? It’s probably difficult.
From what he observed through his psychic vision, the average psyker configuration of the group of people in front of him made him just want to avoid their sharp edges.
Among them, Calvin, the tallest of them all, has nothing to do with the humanoid creature in front of him in Hailan's field of vision.
What is this silver, cold sun!
Just looking at the light it emits already makes Hailan feel painful.
The power it relies on for survival is like a snowman under the sunshine of early spring under such cold light. It is unable to resist and has nowhere to escape. It can only wait for the moment of melting.
And the same is true.
As Calvin pushed aside everyone and stepped forward alone, the green carpet under Hailan's feet that originally relied on its power to multiply and spread vigorously seemed to have encountered nitrogen-inactivated culture media in the laboratory.
Under the fluctuations of psychic energy emitted unconsciously, it was corrected to the original inorganic gray color and then withered and died.
"Are you going to die? That's good. Anyway, I've avenged my revenge..." Hailan thought like this.
Then it suddenly thought of something that restored its desire to survive. It retracted its body behind the pillars of the palace door and shouted loudly to Calvin and others:
"You can't kill me! I can't die!"
Calvin and others stopped when they heard the sound.
To be fair, when meeting the demons of this group of people, some will run away immediately, some will resist immediately, and some will even start to talk and finally resist.
This is very common, but this is the first time I have seen a demon who neither ran away nor resisted, trying to reason with them...
Calvin didn't have so much combat experience. He just felt from the information he got along the way that no matter what, the empire owed this guy in front of him, even if it was just a remnant of that person in some sense, Calvin was still willing to let it
Say your last words before dying.
Calvin raised his left arm and gestured to the screen: "Say your last words. If you want to say that you are wronged, I already know it from these documents. I will find justice for you after the matter is finished here, but
For the safety of more empire citizens, I can only ask you to hit the road now."
"Go on the road? Die?" It seemed to be stimulated by something.
Hailan walked out from behind the pillar in front of her.
"I can die, my revenge has been avenged. I also know my current state, I must die."
It threw away the lamp post in its hand to show it was harmless, then turned around and walked towards the interior of the palace.