Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Thought of the day: We may not know each other when we meet.

"Then what, whose father?"

After Calvin made his sudden appearance, he subconsciously asked the source of the voice.

Unfortunately, his question was destined to go unanswered, and all he got in return was a rain of bolts from the Chaos Space Marines who were watching.

At the same time, Adrano, who felt something strange from his huge size and the shield he had casually propped up, refused to advance and retreated amidst the shouts of killing, looking in the direction of Calvin with a serious face.

The instinctive sense of crisis was so stinging that while its muscles tensed, even the scales on its neck stood up.

"No! There's something wrong with this human being!"

It decisively decided to sell these allies to test Calvin's quality. Then withdraw to a fairly safe distance and then conduct careful observation.

This caution undoubtedly extended its life.

Because the next scene proves the effectiveness of its instinct, and it also prevents it from dying in an unknown manner like those low-level slaves.

The psychic shield held up by one hand blocked nearly a hundred explosive bombs from the two teams, and Calvin did not even take a step back.

Calvin looked calmly at the group of Astartes charging and shooting at him.

It wasn't until the warheads suspended in front of him began to block his vision that he waved his hand to crush them into a ball of red metal as they continued to implode.

After dealing with these warheads, the first batch of Astartes warriors had already rushed in front of them.

It was only then that these guys who were intoxicated by hormones belatedly noticed Calvin's burly figure.

"Gene source..."

In the fearful and constricted pupils of the leading sergeant major, Calvin's hand stretched out to him grew bigger and bigger. And the word in his mouth is stuck in his throat forever...

puff!

Calvin's inhuman agility allowed him to ignore the opponent's moves, reach out directly through the gap between the sergeant major's sword and his hand, and crush his head and the helmet inlaid with purple gems.

After casually wiping it on his breastplate, he lifted up the sergeant major's neck guard with his backhand, and before those who came after him had time to react, he threw out the nearly ton-heavy body as a weapon.

The two latecomers were hit by the huge force carried by the corpse, and they flew backwards with the corpse. Judging from their collapsed breastplates, they were already in danger.

"Lord Adrano! Please help..." The traitor who reacted called for help to Adrano, who was still watching the battle.

But this great demon of Khorne, who was showing off his power just now, was completely unaware of it. He was like a sculpture made of bronze, standing firmly in place despite his repeated calls.

Adrano was certainly not in a daze.

In its beastly pupils, which had shrunk into a vertical slit, it witnessed with its own eyes how Calvin turned into a white ghost, shuttled among the crowd, tearing apart the armor of these traitors who could not even catch his shadow, and then tore them apart through steel. of life strangled.

In a few breaths, the twelve-man Astartes squad was easily slaughtered.

If it weren't for the fragments of ceramite scattered around and the Legion marks on them, you couldn't even imagine their existence.

Today's Calvin is different from the past. After his body evolved once in the device left by the undead in the star, it has reached 40% of the strength of the holy blood cells.

What is this concept?

Taking the Emperor as the benchmark, every time the theoretical value exceeds 30%, the absolute power is doubled.

So his pure physical strength at this time has reached a little more than one-eighth of the lower limit of the Emperor himself.

This kind of physical strength would have been possible in the era of the Great Crusade when all the heroes came together. It is estimated that Calvin can replace a certain Primarch who is obsessed with "sending" and become the weakest of many Primarchs - referred to as the Primarch's Shame.

But in today's galaxy, Calvin is a well-deserved demigod walking on earth!

But this is not enough to scare a great demon of Khorne!

The real reason that kept Adrano where he was was not his seemingly overwhelming physical strength, but the spiritual power that Calvin had not used during the whole process.

Yes, Calvin, who had just arrived, didn't want to make too much noise, so he chose simple but bloody physical extermination. But this does not prevent him from using spiritual energy as a threat to deter the demon's actions.

He was like a big cat, displaying his killing skills wantonly in front of a highly nervous mouse, while not forgetting to warn the other person with his eyes that he was always watching it.

The killing was over, but Adrano still held the giant sword in his hand and remained there. It clearly knew that the battle just now seemed fierce, but in fact it was no different from a slapstick.

As long as it dares to make a slight move, the opponent will immediately tear through the space and appear on its head, and then kill it with a thunderous strike that has already been prepared.

But it can't move. The battle is over, and there is not much time left for it. If he was just sent back to his home in the subspace, he would never be able to raise his head in front of his colleagues in the future.

move! Must move! Even if you die, you must die in battle!

Adrano, who thought of this, finally got rid of Calvin's psychological suggestion.

It forcibly broke through Calvin's suppression, and after spitting out blood laced with sulfur, the projection of Khorne finally found himself.

"Praise my god, the lord of war! Praise my lord, the god of bloodshed! Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

In the midst of regaining his wild laughter, the horns on Adrano's head and the giant sword in his hand pointed to the sky again, and then launched a fatal charge towards Calvin!

Buzz!

Calvin did not fight the big demon immediately, but broke through the space and appeared in front of Talos, who was still sluggish.

He reached out and snatched the two-handed sword from Talos's hand, and then held a sword flower in one hand.

The heavy broadsword is both thick and wide, and the steel crystals made of exquisite casting technology are transparent and fine. It is the pinnacle of science and technology in the Great Crusade era, and it is also the standard equipment of the Luna Wolf officers.

Except for the mark in the center of the sword's jaw, which was deliberately erased, the rest of the details are exactly the same.

"What a sword!" Calvin praised loudly.

Then, with Talos' confused expression, he did not activate the decomposition field on the sword. Just attach the spiritual energy to it and let the sword be immersed in the blazing spiritual flames.

Then, with Talos' horrified expression, he turned around and slashed at the giant sword coming from the great demon Adrano!

boom!

Between the flying Adrano and the standing Calvin, the terrifying bloody spiritual energy collided head-on with the platinum-colored power of order!

The huge shock wave was like a ring, spreading out in all directions with the two people as the center, and the surrounding building debris was also ravaged again under such impact.

Talos, who was one step away, was saved by Calvin's psychic power, but the weightlessness and dizziness still made him retching.

Blood gurgled uncontrollably from his fingers and from his ears, making it difficult for the Astartes warrior, whose toughness surpassed his colleagues, to maintain his balance and could only crouch on the ground in pain.

He closed his eyes and climbed towards the low wall behind him to avoid the aftermath. But until he fumbled for the bricks of the low wall, the expected impact never came.

"Your sword, soldier. It's okay, open your eyes."

After Calvin destroyed Adranor's power head-on and completely annihilated it, he said to the Astartes behind him.

The psychic voice was transmitted directly into Talos's mind, causing him to subconsciously obey Calvin's will.

But in his field of vision, there was no trace of the big demon just now, only a pile of burning embers in front of Calvin was still slowly rising into smoke.

"It's over... Damn it!" He subconsciously turned to the mysterious figure next to him, but the face of Calvin he saw shocked him.

Isn't this the Gray Knight that I met on the battlefield of the unknown planet ruins before?

Why is he here? How could he confront the demon head-on?

wrong! Why does he smell different? Why has he grown taller again!

This body type! This feeling!

Talos almost thought that his nerves were damaged, otherwise how could he think that this being who was the same height as the original body and felt the same as the original body was a genetic original body?

wrong! He shook his head, letting the wound in his ear canal sting his mind with pain again.

He put aside his ridiculous logic and forced himself to focus on the most critical issues first.

No matter what the reason is, no matter what he is! The previous fight with him while in the Chaos Warband must not be known!

If the executioner of this Tribunal knew that he had thrown himself into Chaos, he would be like the pile of ashes at Calvin's feet, killed by Calvin without any chance of quibble.

"You don't look in good condition, soldier. Do you need my help?" Calvin said softly, looking at the mature-looking Astartes in front of him.

He urgently needs to know when and where he is now after traveling through time.

The strange Death Watch in front of him was his only clue.

"I'm fine, sir. If you have anything to ask, please do so as soon as possible. This used to be our salient, but the flanks have been lost, and there is little point in us staying here."

Talos subconsciously responded to Calvin. He instinctively skipped the identity confirmation process and placed Calvin in the position of superior.

He made up his mind to leave as soon as this battle was over. Regardless of victory or defeat, he has fulfilled his obligations.

Now he has no faith, and he doesn't care about anyone except his old brothers.

"Let's go then, soldier. We'll talk about it on the way." Calvin looked calm and put these details aside for the time being.

His top priority now is to confirm his location and then know which war zone he is in.

The abnormal behavior of this Death Watch was not among the priorities in his mind.

"As you command!" Talos lowered his head and responded. He turned around and picked up his helmet from the ground and put it on, trying to avoid looking directly at Calvin as much as possible.

Although he knew that he had not revealed his appearance in front of Calvin, he still tried to reduce the exposure of his details as much as possible just to be safe.

The two walked through the large pieces of broken bricks and tiles and walked out from the ruins.

Along the way, Talos picked through the dead Chaos Astral Warriors and gathered the available ammunition in his waist.

This was a habit he carried over from his first years as a renegade.

Without the steady supplies of the Empire, they were just miserable wanderers.

In these days when even a cup of clean water needs to be snatched, Talos, who is like a bereaved dog, spares no effort in replenishing resources in order to survive.

Calvin did not stop his behavior, but watched Talos's every move with interest.

This strange Death Watch gave him a strange sense of familiarity. But he was sure that there was indeed no trace of this person in his memory.

"Soldier, what's your name?" Calvin asked.

"Talos, you can call me that."

Talos said as he put away the last explosive bomb and pulled out a monomolecular dagger from the corpse.

He walked towards Calvin and inserted the dagger into the scabbard on the side of his thigh.

He had lost his own dagger before, and although this one was not as good as his collection, he had to make do with it.

"Your origin... Oh, sorry. I forgot that you were a Black Shield."

Calvin said halfway, and then he found the characteristics of the Black Shield from the pure black on Talos's shoulder armor.

"It's okay, sir. You can ask anything except this." Talos whispered.

"Okay, I respect your privacy. So what time is it now and where are we?"

Calvin followed suit and asked the question he cared about most.

"You don't know?" This was Talos' turn to be surprised.

He expected Calvin might ask about the location here, but he didn't expect that the other party couldn't even be sure of the time.

"There is no concept of time in the subspace. After I come out, I need to confirm it again."

Calvin lied seriously, as if his arrival was really the product of a teleportation accident.

"I understand, sir! The time now is Imperial calendar 753.M39. This is the outer edge of the Orpheus sector, the edge of the Lyak sector. We are now fighting in the occupied area."

Taros's voice was like a flash of lightning, which surprised and relieved Calvin.

He was surprised that he had deviated so far from his original position and crossed half of the sector to the rear of the enemy-occupied area; he was also surprised that it had been ten years since he went there and back.

But it was still fortunate that at least he was not completely out of this crucial battle.

Ten years is enough to change too many things, but for a sector-level battle, it is just a halftime break.

"Are there still resistance forces here now?"

Calvin broke away from his thoughts and continued with the topic just now.

Ten years have passed since he left Orpheus, and the fall of Lyak was before that.

He was surprised at the tenacity of the local resistance, and was curious about how the locals persisted in the fire of resistance under the pressure of the Chaos army.

"Of course! The loyal people of the empire never give up." Talos said something that made him feel uncomfortable.

Especially the word "loyalty", which seemed so ironic to him.

In order to avoid Calvin's misunderstanding, he added:

"But not as many as you think. Most of the locals have been captured as slaves. Most of the existing resistance fighters are like me, who came from external support before the fall."

"I see. So where are we going now?" Calvin said he understood and asked Talos who was leading the way.

"Gabriel, sir. That was a secret outpost of the local defense army and our previous camp. I want to go back and see how many people came back alive, and then decide where to go next."

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