Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Under the watchful eyes of a group of Holy Light Brotherhood guards, three huge figures of Calvin passed through the front hall of Saratan's palace.

After meeting up with the Honor Guards who were waiting here, they went straight to the apse chapel where he finally suffered and died.

The two commanders of the Astartes Chapter and the leader of the Sisters of Battle have gathered here. After hearing Calvin's trademark heavy footsteps, they silently separated to both sides and paid attention to Calvin.

Cardinal Clarence stood at the end of the crowd, still immersed in the sadness of his master's death. He was surprised that Calvin stopped in front of him.

He raised his head, and a huge silver palm was spread out in front of him, with Saratan's scepter and seal on it.

"Take them and inherit his will. Sadness is a useless emotion, courage and responsibility are the best comfort." Calvin said looking at the mortal in front of him, and then waited for him to take away the relics in his hands.

"The God-Emperor's blessing." Clarence knelt down on one knee and performed the Eagle Salute, then raised his hands to take away the staff seal from Calvin's hand. The two cardinals accompanying him also knelt down to witness this special transition of power and responsibility between two generations of the Supreme Holy See.

The hymns outside the window are still loud, and bursts of chants echo the ringing bells.

Under the bright sunshine, even the dust in the air in the hall was clearly visible under the wisps of light beams. At the foot of the tall icon, many sons and daughters of the emperor witnessed the beginning of a ceremony.

After closing his eyes and praying and reciting the holy words in his heart, Clarence raised his head and faced those silver eyes full of thunder.

"Exercise your rights and fulfill your responsibilities. The subjects of the empire need your guidance. He also needs to use this successful ceremony as the last journey to the Golden Throne."

"Your will!"

Clarence held the scepter in his hand and bowed humbly to Calvin.

He turned to look at the two cardinals and the high-ranking people present, and began to take over the scepter and change identities at the feet of the emperor's icon.

The two cardinals beside him also chanted the holy words in unison. While carrying the huge seal for him, they also draped the white underwear symbolizing the Holy See on his back.

The guards of the Holy Light Brotherhood started from the entrance of the chapel, kneeling on one knee and leaning on the ground with their long swords in a neat posture, extending towards the end of the distant field of vision. The holy bell on the dome of the highest hall in the City of Divine Grace was rung 13 times after receiving the signal to mark the departure of a saint.

The sudden ringing of the bell interrupted the emotions of the celebration crowd, and the meaning of the 13 bells also made those who knew about it feel sad and sad.

The festival at this time was exactly when Clarence needed to appear on the stage to soothe people's hearts. The simple handover ceremony of power ended in a hurry under the witness of everyone.

Clarence, the new supreme administrator, turned around again, raised his scepter to Calvin, bowed slightly in front of his chest, and then walked out with the two cardinals who had already regarded themselves as subordinates.

It's time to end it, thought Calvin.

But before that, there's one more thing to do...

At the moment when Clarence's voice resounded throughout the City of God's Grace, Calvin turned around and took the warhammer from Alan Janus under the gaze of all the Battle Sisters and Astartes, and then raised his hand to the Emperor's Icon Walk straight ahead.

The Honor Guards behind him also stood in two lines neatly and synchronously behind him, and spontaneously followed his kneeling posture and began to pray in synchronization.

The entire Gray Knight Legion members sensed Calvin's call, and the psychic projection formed by the will of the huge legion appeared again.

In the subspace, a silver moon appeared over Ophelia 7. In reality, the torrent of fanatical beliefs on this planet was once again believed to be gathering, but after the star torch was projected in the direction of Terra, it was not as before. disappear.

It is waiting, waiting for a divine response.

boom!

Long after the bright torrent of faith shot towards Terra, a purer and more violent beam of light returned from the bright star torch in the field of vision.

The legionary will of Calvin and his Gray Knights was almost instantly shattered by the impact of this force, and Calvin himself, who played a central role in it, was the first to bear the brunt, and even his real body suffered huge damage. .

"Redemption..." Calvin spat out a mouthful of blood, struggling to support this power in his will.

Under the sudden burst of psychic energy fluctuations, the aura on his body with his back turned to everyone was as deep as the sea, making the nuns who had witnessed the rebirth of Saint Celestine burst into tears, and the Astartes who had the blood of the original body flowing through them. Fall to your knees.

"Salvation!" Calvin's voice did not spread in the air in the hall, but used the soul as the medium to stir up the minds of everyone who saw it.

His face was covered with sweat under the impact of the huge wave, but under his will, this "gift" from the emperor once again came to the land of Ophelia 7 through his refraction.

The clouds in the sky were cleared under the influence of this power, and the warm light of the star penetrated the air and illuminated the Imperial subjects across the planet.

The malice left by the evil gods from the depths of subspace is like melted ice and snow under the irradiation of this power. The demon hosts lurking in the crowd howl and spontaneously ignite without wind, becoming human torches filled with holy flames.

Yes, this is the biggest reason why Calvin paid special attention to this celebration.

Because this is also the only solution he has to deal with the numerous hidden dangers of pollution left behind by this corruption after exhausting all possible means.

Of course he knew how the Inquisition dealt with Chaos pollution. It was not so much the isolation of Chaos as it was the human race's desperate attempt to survive in the face of an unstoppable disaster.

When looking at humans from a racial perspective, this huge, bloated, tough, tenacious monster is certainly not afraid of the power of gods;

But what about the tens of billions of people on the planet Ophelia 7?

Once they suffer this fate, how many people will die due to wrongful killing when they cannot tell the difference, how many people will reach the place of imprisonment alive, and how many people will die while traveling long distances?

Calvin could not accept this happening before his eyes, because it proved the futility of his existence and efforts, and it negated all the noble sacrifices he had seen and known.

Only through another huge celebration like the one just now could he briefly communicate with the divine through the faith of the crowd;

Only the one who is revered by all the people of the empire as the common master of mankind has the ability to prevent the tens of billions of innocent people on Ophelia 7 from being purged and isolated in the future, so as to prevent the spread of chaos pollution. sad fate.

But the conditions for this kind of salvation are so harsh that not even Calvin could support them alone.

In essence, it is not just a help from Calvin or a gift from the emperor, but also the self-salvation of the people of Ophelia.

Yes, the premise of all this is that the people here are pious enough; the basis of all this is that the people here are worthy of saving.

Only faith can lead to salvation;

Only faith is its own reward.

This sentence is vividly displayed on Ophelia No. 7, the holy capital of the state religion at this moment.

The same words were engraved in the hearts of all the people in that small chapel who witnessed Calvin's feat.

First update, please vote. I have a bad cold, no Yang, but miraculously no cough, but my face hurts terribly...