Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"as you wish……"

The furious Calvin concentrated his will instantly and cut through the thorns in the ocean of ether, moving forward in the direction he perceived;

The corresponding physical level is that the original body slams down the war hammer in his hand. The silver thunder burst out and disappeared in an instant, while the majestic body of the original body tore through the barriers of space and appeared in front of the Eldar.

boom!

Huge psychic lightning, carrying the power of distorted space, bloomed along the feet of Calvin and the members of the Honor Guard behind him.

The shock wave of the ether spread in all directions, and most of the power was directed by Calvin towards the Eldar in front.

This is a little trick that the Gray Knights use when mastering the power of teleportation, which can often cause unexpected damage to units without psychic perception.

Calvin seemed to be furious and joined the frontal battlefield, but under his slightly reckless actions, he was calmly observing and testing his prey.

The enemy did not disappoint him. Anna Suel's tall body perfectly displayed the agility and agility of the Eldar. The Phoenix Lord faced the storm and looked at Calvin, and did not look back until the storm was in front of him.

In Calvin's eyes, the extreme transition between stillness and movement seemed to be a demonstration of her abilities and skills.

In the eyes of the champion swordsmen behind Calvin, the figure of the Phoenix Lord has exceeded the limit of naked eye observation, and the afterimage that flickers in and out is the reality they can see.

Buzz!

Calvin pulled out a spare power sword from the back of the warrior beside him, stretched a sword flower to adapt to its center of gravity, and pressed the button on the sword hilt.

The target in front of the Warhammer was obviously too cumbersome. After the enemy showed obvious characteristics, Calvin obediently changed his lightning claw to a partner.

"Gather the troops and break through their defenses. This is not your battlefield."

The original body watched the Phoenix Lord in front slowly approaching, and the judgment and command of the battle situation in the psychic link were also carried out simultaneously.

"yes!"

The champion swordsmen received the order and decisively divided half of their men to avoid the confrontation between the two and rushed towards the entrance behind her.

As for the remaining half, after being discovered by Calvin, they stayed there with excuses such as "observation" and "study".

Calvin also knew the reason for their insistence. In fact, even he himself had done similar work in other timelines.

By comparison, Calvin also understands the difficulties of the Honor Guard.

He decided to pursue their issues later. As for now, he simply ignored this group of guys who did not have enough confidence in him and concentrated on walking towards his enemies.

Bang...bang...

Calvin's heart was beating powerfully, and every nerve ending in his powerful body was sending excited signals for the upcoming battle.

His eyes collided with the alien standing a hundred meters away. At this moment, the will of both parties transcended the differences in racial civilization and expressed clear will to the other party with the most instinctive body language:

Destroy, or be destroyed!

boom!

The terrifying blade made of white bones was still a hundred meters away from its owner one second, and appeared above Calvin's head the next second and slashed down.

Subconsciously raising his hand to block with his heavy sword, Calvin's posture of diagonally releasing his force had not yet been formed, but precise, continuous slashes at the same place followed one after another!

Bah——

The harsh sound of force field impact echoed in Calvin's ears, and the enemy's inhumanly fast slashes were mixed with dangerous punctures. Under this continuous offensive, it quietly probed towards his vital points.

But Calvin's nerves were by no means comparable to the humans the Eldar had encountered before. Although he couldn't parry all the attacks, when the only one or two attacks passed through the defense, he could still bear the attack with his armor without hesitation.

It's time to end!

Calvin had no patience with testing his enemies.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. The greatest respect for the enemy is to do his best to kill him as soon as possible!

The familiarity with the Eldar in his memory allowed him to skip the testing phase of encountering unfamiliar enemies.

The distance between the rear fleet and the hulk is getting closer, and the speed of the fleet can no longer be reduced.

Based on the empire's principle of subspace navigation, which is similar to "floating in water", if the speed is any lower, the fleet may not be able to maintain the minimum standard of subspace navigation!

boom!

When the Phoenix Lord's attack arrived again, Calvin, who deliberately used his shoulder armor to meet the enemy, suddenly took action!

The Primarch's power armor roared wildly, trying to keep up with his attacks.

It was also under the modified neural scheduling structure with psychic fibers as the interface that the master-level power armor "Original Intention" finally managed to keep up with the speed of the original body and did not become a drag on him in battle.

The heavy sword in Calvin's hand was still in a parrying posture at the last moment, but the next moment the original body's big hand grasped the hilt tightly and slashed at the enemy.

No one may know how powerful the furious original body is, but the overwhelmed sound of the power sword suddenly exerting force should be able to show some clues.

Danger!

The Phoenix Lord, who had just jumped away with the help of Calvin's parry and followed the rhythm of the attack and prepared to jump again, sounded the alarm.

She used her terrifying coordination to change postures in mid-air, drawing an arc in the air with the terrifying blade she was about to chop off, and finally protecting it in front of herself.

Boom!

A dull knocking sound erupted between the two men. The champion swordsmen watching from a distance had no time to react, but with hundreds of years of experience in fierce battles, they knew:

The offensive and defensive posture between the original body and the enemy changes at this moment!

The Phoenix Lord's countless afterimages surrounding the original body instantly merged into one, and then he awkwardly blocked the original body's counterattack with his terror blade in mid-air, and was knocked away far away.

After the original body succeeded, he swung a claw with his left hand and was blocked by the dart, and his figure that was about to pursue him stopped.

Snapped!

The Phoenix Lord fell lightly from the air seemingly unharmed.

But after she stood firm, a smooth cut extended from the top of her breastplate, and the pale bone armor cracked, and the fragments fell gently to the ground, silently telling the story of the danger just now.

Is it dangerous?

Under the Phoenix Lord's bone mask, Annasul's mouth was slightly raised as he entered a fighting state.

For a legend like her with infinite lifespan and thousands of years of combat experience, the battle just now was just a warm-up for a regular battle.

There are still too many skills and powers in her hands that she has yet to use, and she has encountered countless more dangerous scenes than this in past battles.

Danger? The Phoenix Lord, who was gradually getting excited, slowly stood up in a crouching posture.

The giant white bone sword originally held in both hands was split into two long and narrow scimitars by her while Calvin watched from a distance!

Danger?

Not far away, Calvin also had similar feelings to Phoenix Lord.

The opponent obviously had psychic powers that he had not used. Calvin could be alert enough just by taking a glance at the enemy's armor and seeing the naturally growing lines and inscriptions on it.

As the owner of the Power of Order, what Calvin is least worried about is confrontation at the level of psychic energy!

Both sides in the battle have their own trump cards, and they also have expectations for the enemy's reservations.

The two of them unanimously chose to believe in their own strength, which significantly increased their willingness to fight again!

“Foolish things, within the universe, the stars are all controlled by our clan;

Why do you dare to raise your sword against us? "

This was the Phoenix Lord's first words since the war.

Calvin understood the truth of this arrogant declaration, but this did not mean that he recognized its logic.

"Joke!" The original body's deep voice contained powerful psychic fluctuations.

In the context of the subspace, this sound has an obvious appeal to all living beings present.

"If the accumulation of civilization over the past ten thousand years has only left you with such a crude sense of superiority, then I am curious whether you are willing to put down your resistance and welcome death when facing an older existence?"

"presumptuous!"

The Phoenix Lord's body had recovered from the impact just now. After she finished breathing, she immediately activated her spiritual bone equipment and forced herself past Calvin's psychic lightning at a weird speed.

After several flashes, she reappeared in the sky in front of the primarch.

A long and narrow black body descended from a high altitude, with two scimitars crossed into a cross, and its head was facing Calvin!

Calvin, who was below, was also fearless in the face of danger. The two pale sharp knives in his pupils were enlarging at a high speed, but they could not affect his mentality in the slightest.

As the opponent is a psychic race, the existence of anti-psionic measures is certainly within his expectation;

In his opinion, no matter how many trump cards the enemy has, its core function only ends here.

But what about Calvin?

He looked at the enemy's physical advantage combined with the characteristics of martial arts, and deliberately tried to restrain his cumbersome fighting style.

A cold smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth:

"How arrogant, who do you think I am?

Is he a waste who only abuses spells and is helpless when encountering assassins?

I know how to play, but it’s not just this one way..."

Calvin's inhuman dynamic vision firmly locked onto the Phoenix Lord's figure.

And his body, which seemed to be standing still, slowly assumed the starting position of the Iverson Temple martial arts that he had not seen for a long time...

renew!