Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"you you!"

Brayton's facial muscles twitched violently, pointing trembling fingers at Calvin but unable to speak.

He is the most typical local noble of Terra, that is, a palace noble in the traditional sense.

He has been involved in the Government Administration since adulthood and has never been baptized by the battlefield.

Even Astartes have rarely dealt with each other, so how have they ever faced such inhuman height and imposing manner?

When Calvin walked up to him and rebuked him, he felt like a mountain was coming toward him.

The moment he looked into those eyes that contained thunder, it was like encountering a natural enemy, and the lowest level of fear in human genes was aroused.

The fragile will collapsed at the moment of contact with the divine soul, and the fragile heart of the mortal almost stopped in the roar of a landslide.

Brayton suppressed his fear and tried to stand up to defend himself, but under the tremendous pressure as if he were facing a god, he could not speak a word several times.

But Calvin would not give him any more time. After confirming that the mortal in front of him was unable to resist, he no longer wanted to take another look at this ugly and despicable soul.

Calvin turned around, and the moment their eyes met, Trajan, the marshal of the imperial army, had already stood up to signal.

The other supreme lords had recovered from the shock just now, but after seeing all the details on Calvin, their eyes became more complicated.

That was no ordinary Astartes warrior! Even if there really is a special existence that is nearly four meters tall when wearing armor, the innate temperament of each original body cannot be faked!

The long-laid memories were awakened from the minds of these veteran supreme lords. The various details about the demigods walking in the world that were only left in the secret books and family inheritance were combined with the tall figure in front of them. One correspondence.

That's an indescribable feeling!

It is a perfection that can be shocked and moved as soon as you see it for the first time!

Even though they have different qualities, they are still extraordinary and can be noticed at a glance!

Although they had never seen this trait with their own eyes, the moment they saw Calvin, they suddenly understood all the seemingly exaggerated descriptions written on paper by their predecessors.

That... is really the son of God!

Calvin didn't need to say anything, just standing there was enough.

The attraction of the divine soul to the mortal soul is like the attraction of the black hole to the celestial body. And this overflowing soul charm is combined with a huge body with perfect proportions but inhuman dimensions.

Calvin's identity is actually self-evident.

Plus the news that he went straight to the Throne Court after arriving on Terra and was able to stay in that man's palace for half a day.

Even though his appearance was too bizarre and without warning, his true identity has actually been confirmed by the high lords.

A... Primarch?

A new... Primarch who has never appeared in any records of the Imperium?

How is this possible?

You must know that the original gene itself is the highest achievement of human biotechnology.

Even if it is as powerful as the Emperor himself, there is only one successful case in the early days of the establishment of the empire, when all the technology of the previous era has not been lost.

A Primarch?

Appearing after the Emperor himself was trapped on the Golden Throne?

And only one person?

Can such a huge and extremely expensive cultivation project really be completed without the high lords being aware of it?

Even if people can hide the truth, what about materials? What about equipment?

This is the core of the empire's rule. It can stand out among mortals. Everyone standing here is a thoughtful elite.

Various speculations and possibilities were quickly screened and eliminated in their minds, and an extremely outrageous inference appeared in everyone's minds:

This...don't really mean it literally, "The Emperor's Son", right?

The eyes of the supreme lords began to look strange, and their unexplained gazes wandered back and forth between Trajan and Calvin, the marshals of the imperial army.

The only ones who could enter and exit the palace at will were the Imperial Guards themselves, and the one who ordered the Imperial Guards to take the Emperor's genes out of Terra could only be Trajan's order.

What does he want to do?

Or what does he want?

Yes, although the Custodes suffered heavy losses in the Great Rebellion and the subsequent Webway War, this was, after all, a story 7,000 years ago.

They don't know what the current status of the Forbidden Army has been like, but in the past seven thousand years, the Terran nobles' supply of troops to the Forbidden Army has never been lacking!

The Forbidden Forces themselves had long wanted to leave the palace again, but due to the joint boycott led by the Government Affairs Council, this proposal was repeatedly put to death before the Senate could include it in a formal bill.

Thinking about this, several Terra lords wanted to slap themselves hard!

It’s great if there’s demand! If there is demand, there is the possibility of cooperation!

Why didn't they think of this, or why didn't anyone dare to think of this?

You must know that Trajan, or their imperial army, really needs a strong man to promote this agenda!

But now it's too late.

It seems that after waiting for thousands of years, the Forbidden Army and the man behind the Forbidden Army finally lost their patience.

They finally decided to break the barriers they had built by themselves, and officially used this incident as an opportunity to return to the political stage of the empire!

Yes, it doesn’t really matter what the reason is. What matters is how they deal with the current situation they face today.

The supreme lords calmly removed themselves from the fluctuating emotions and began to think about what Calvin's appearance meant to them.

Legion?

This concept, which is closely linked to the Primarch, instantly jumped into their minds.

The Order of the Holy Hammer has been uncharacteristically uncharacteristic in the past ten years, especially since there are rumors that after the Antarctic Charter Conference, they have completed the integration of power within the Inquisition.

But they don't understand what the Holy Hammer Religion relies on to make the other two major sects willing to retreat, and also to attract countless small factions.

This is something that requires a huge "cake" to do. They originally couldn't figure out what this "cake" was, but now they have found the reason.

A new legion!

A legion that has almost endless recovery capabilities while the original body is still alive, and is not restricted by the Codex Astartes!

Thinking of this, these high lords unanimously looked at the person in front of them, but then gave up the idea of ​​hostility.

The only thing that can restrain the existence of a Legion of Astartes supported by the Primarch is another legion of the same kind.

Is there a second Primarch in the Empire now? If not, what would happen if all the current Astartes Chapters were united?

It's impossible to fight, and with that man's support, it's impossible for this to happen.

Then only obedience is left, and only obedience can continue to maintain one's rights!

And only by preserving your own strength can you have the opportunity to continue to get more!

Fortunately, this is not a "Lord of the Legion" from the Great Crusade era.

The high lords sighed.

Otherwise, with the prestige they possess, their old affiliations, and the countless connections they established in the process of regaining their territory during the Great Crusade.

With the sight of a crowd of followers as soon as one ascends the throne, the high lords may not even have a chance to be loyal.

And Calvin's next behavior "confirmed" their suspicions:

After the two imperial guards dragged Breton away, who was lying softly on the ground, Calvin, the new judge of the Supreme Lord, ordered Nicholas behind him to read Breton's charges face to face, and also informed them of something they had expected. Within, but also beyond their imagination:

“After investigation by the Tribunal, it was found that the former Director-General of the Government Affairs Council died of murder.

The murderer was Reinhard von Skarder-in-Bulmertz Ze Breton, the successor commander, former speaker of the Imperial House of Representatives, and first-class Duke of the Empire.

During his term as President of the Imperial Council, he betrayed the Emperor's trust and abused the power granted by the Empire.

Not only did he fund several cults that deviated from the Emperor's faith, but with the help of intelligence from "some people," he also instructed cultists to assassinate the former Chief of Staff, Sir Melo Winston..."

The Admiral's face twitched slightly, after hearing "some people" from Nicholas's mouth.

The representative of the Rogue Trader had no expression on his face, but his hand on the hilt of the rapier at his waist was caressing it slightly.

The pope of the state religion seemed to be in a daze, but after hearing that word, he secretly took a step away from the former.

The Mars Foundry General, who was standing alone because his body was too big, let out an unknown mocking sound after a burst of electronic noise.

The eloquent incriminating statements continued, but no one cared about Brayton's fate.

Everyone believed that Calvin's purpose would never stop there, and the content of the last part of the document was indeed like a second boot on the ground.

While confirming their suspicions, it also confirmed Calvin's identity in a sense.

“Therefore, in order to adapt to increasingly frequent external challenges and adapt to changes in the internal situation, it is considered that the Forbidden Forces are ready to perform their functions again.

Authorized personally by the great Lord of the Human Empire, the Holy Emperor!

From now on!

The defense scope of the Guards Corps will no longer be limited to the palace area!

At the same time, in order to eliminate the many evils within the empire, we also clean up all the foreign enemies lurking in the empire.

Starting today!

The Imperial Inquisition will officially have a standing Astartes establishment!

The above two units will establish a permanent joint combat mechanism to exercise discretionary power to deal with all possible threats within and outside the empire!

This department is kept secret from the outside world and is officially named internally - Eye of the Empire! "

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In addition, I would like to reply to the book friends’ questions about the amount of updates.

I do want to write more, but this is my first time writing, or even my first time writing something other than a composition of more than 800 words. My limited ability makes me unable to write quickly.

Secondly, the person has just crawled out of the hospital and really doesn’t want to and has no money to stay again.

In short, I try my best to write as much as possible, but if I can't satisfy you, I will apologize to you in advance here.

Carrying expectations is a very beautiful thing, and as an ordinary person, I never imagined that I would be waited for by so many people.

I am lucky to meet you here, and in order to live up to these expectations, I will work hard to write.

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