Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

After traveling 1.5 billion kilometers, the golden sunlight sprinkled coldly on the Titan's frozen plateau all year round.

The cold wind blew the thick fog-like ice crystals rolling through the hills.

In the whistling of the endless cold wind and the eternal howling of the creatures in the warp, the two giants loomed in the ice wind and gradually became clear.

And as their footsteps stepped on the land, all the existences that were not human voices retreated.

"What is the progress of the Eye of the Empire?"

The Supreme Grand Master Walden exhaled a long breath, and the same color of frost condensed on his silver-white stubble.

The same is true for his Holy Shield Power Armor. After centuries of fighting, this set of armor that can be called a holy relic is full of inscriptions and holy seals that cover scars.

"It's going well." The Primarch answered the old soldier's question respectfully and cautiously.

He knew that without the old soldier's persistence in his mission, he would not exist today.

And the Primarch's respect for him has nothing to do with personal feelings, but is just awe for the predecessors on the same path.

"The Imperial Guards' capture operation in the lower city was not smooth, but we still declared it a successful operation."

"Are there any remnants left?"

Walden retracted his gaze from the distant mountain peak. On the mountain peak covered by the storm was the place where this group of veterans first served.

"Yes." Calvin sorted out his thoughts and explained to Walden.

"They have a complete early warning mechanism. The moment the Imperial Guards' fighter planes stepped out of the throne court, these rats had already begun to drill into the burrows.

But fortunately, the Inquisition had noticed them long ago. With the help of lurking agents, their leaders have been captured in the subsequent pursuit."

"Then what are you waiting for?" The Supreme Grand Master turned his head and looked at Calvin, his eyebrows raised suddenly as hard as the jagged rocks behind him.

"Are there other people involved in the case? Can you be afraid to act rashly? Let me guess... High Lord?"

"The current representative of the Rogue Traders, and... the Admiral of the Navy." Calvin nodded slightly.

"Traveling merchants? Just a bunch of cockroaches, but Admiral, um... are you worried about the direction of Jotun?"

Walden counted the current wars of the Empire in his mind, and finally turned his attention to the huge and long-lasting counterinsurgency war in the Misty Star Region.

"Yes." Calvin nodded in affirmation.

The current Admiral of the Navy started from the Misty Star Region, and his base is naturally in the Misty Star Region.

All the commanders of the Imperial Fleet in the Jotun Star Region are from the Admiral of the Navy without exception.

This is just the military faction on the surface, and according to the investigation data within the Inquisition, the other party has a complex relationship at the star region and even the star region level.

If all the personnel can be replaced with a thunderbolt, it will be fine, but if not, then rashly attacking the current Admiral of the Navy will probably directly lead to the total collapse of the front line.

Or, it will be the beginning of an unprecedented, massive rebellion covering more than a dozen sectors...

Coincidentally, Calvin had just taken over the position of High Lord of the Inquisition in the Storm Sector, but he had just sent Juan to take over the position of War Lord there.

"What's the situation there?" Walden asked.

"The overall situation has been determined, but the worries are not over.

It took the Imperial Fleet 20 years to gradually reduce the sphere of influence of the rebels, and finally besieged their main fleet in the Jotun Sector.

Now the Imperial Fleet is gathering towards Jotun from three directions.

Well, Juan Nelson is a capable and middle-aged general, and he has no local interests.

With him in charge, the war should be over within a few years."

"But what we want is a stable Jotun."

Walden looked at the Primarch, and he actually didn't care about this corner of the world.

Compared with this imperial frontier far away from Terra, he cared more about the Primarch's skills and style of doing things.

You can't be too weak, because kindness is the core difference between grassroots officers and high-ranking generals;

But you can't be too tough, because the Empire has used several failed cases of Astartes taking power to illustrate how military-style brutal intervention in politics will cause endless troubles to this precarious Empire.

The Empire is the Empire, the Empire of the Emperor, and the Empire of Humanity.

But it is not the Empire of a certain Primarch.

As a veteran, Walden may not understand the difference between military politics and normal state systems;

But thousands of years of calm observation away from the political center of Terra has made him instinctively understand:

The reason why the Primarch is the Primarch and cannot become the Emperor is not just the difference between them having absolute power.

What is greater than this power difference is the grand pattern and vision from being the Lord of the Legion to being the Lord of Humanity.

Will Calvin be the exception? Walden doesn't know, and he is powerless to change it.

When this group of veterans began to turn the direction of Titan's operation towards legion construction, when this group of guardians in the dark of the empire lifted Calvin to the supreme power of the Inquisition.

Their shackles on Calvin no longer existed.

He did not expect Calvin to have the long-term patience and perseverance of the Emperor, but only hoped that this new Primarch could learn the lessons of the Forerunners.

Don't simply think that force can solve everything, don't mistakenly regard violence as the only means to solve everything when you just reach the pinnacle of power.

And Calvin did not disappoint him.

In other words, this person is more than four meters tall and is the tallest son of the Emperor among all the original bodies.

The soul hidden under that burly body, and the thoughts given to him by the civilization in which he was born, are absolutely beyond Walden's best imagination.

"Echelon transfer orders, defense changes in batches. Based on the importance of the war, all responsible persons in the theater will be replaced in an orderly manner within three years.

Well, let’s not deal with these people now. We will conduct detailed screening after the war is over.

If you are not involved with a cult, I suggest you hire someone else in another place. "

Walden was amazed by Calvin's calm and clear thinking.

And his treatment of the losers in these struggles shows that the demigod in front of him already regards himself as the ruler of the entire empire.

He is looking at the wealth of these empires from a global perspective, rather than simply distinguishing between success or failure, good and evil.

This is good, very good, better than Walden imagined!

The last scruples in his heart disappeared with Calvin's words, and Walden couldn't help but feel excited, even a little overflowing.

"You're very good. Let's do it!" The Grand Master, who was walking side by side, stopped and slapped Calvin hard on the shoulder...with an elbow.

The Gray Knights have never lacked warriors with a clear distinction between love and hate, and the same goes for the Astartes.

Walden was not afraid of how strong Calvin could act.

With the support of the Emperor and the Throne Court, and the backing of the rapidly growing legion.

Even if Calvin stands on the opposite side of all Astartes Chapters, what can he do?

Do they really dare to rebel? Don’t be afraid if you really rebel, it’s nothing more than a bloody battle!

What Walden feared most was that Calvin would act too hastily and have another massacre similar to the one that purged the entire Council of High Lords.

The ones affected are definitely not this little bureaucracy, but the disaster that has affected billions of people in more than a dozen sectors due to official negligence and government incompetence during the Great Purge!

One such incident is enough. You must know that since the great purge, the Terran Government Administration has been doing data recovery and verification of major star sectors for a whole thousand years!

The amount of manpower and material resources consumed has been immeasurable, and the inability to supply food due to the lack of empire management has caused famines in those fortress worlds and mining worlds that have lasted for centuries!

This is good, at least better than Walden imagined!

He no longer worried about whether the Primarch's character would be as violent and cruel as some losers.

There is no need to worry about the fate of the original body, whether it will gradually become desperate because it is not nurtured by its original family.

Walden, who had transferred most of his rights, was in a very good mood. He felt that even if he died on a battlefield, he would still have the dignity to meet the Emperor and his old brothers.

"What are your next plans?" Walden asked.

He didn't know much about Calvin's itinerary, especially after Calvin returned to Terra. The veteran had voluntarily withdrawn from the internal meeting of the Tribunal.

In addition to concentrating on the training of new recruits on Titan, he is now simply responsible for emergencies within the Sun Star Territory.

"Cleaning." Calvin thought for a moment and pointed his finger to the ground.

"The time has come?" Walden also understood the existence that Calvin was alluding to.

But this demon had a very special origin, and he did not expect that just a few decades later, the original body would be sure to completely eliminate it.

"Well, here we are." Calvin thought that the knowledge he gained from the Sword of Oath could be verified by this demon.

And if there were no accidents, this devil with a special origin would be able to contribute some special resources to him after his death.

"Well, it just so happens that you stay here for a few days.

I'll also ask the pharmacist to prepare something for you. "

"What?" This time it was Calvin's turn to be curious.

"Well, the Throne Court sent someone before and gave us several sets of formulas.

It is said to be something you can use. It's my fault to say that I didn't think that your physical development would have such high demands on resources..."

"Huh? Throne Court?" Calvin looked surprised, but in his mind, he instinctively associated two images:

An expired nutritious meal, and a marshal of the Forbidden Army running away like a meteor...

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