Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

On the hills on the edge of Selind Crater, the Emperor-class Titan, Boreas, fell silent again three hours after entering the original body.

Calvin, who returned all the way from the cab and appeared above Titan, relieved the Honor Guard and Hepper who had been waiting.

But he himself looked at the boiling lava beneath his feet, recalling the last conversation he had just had with Speyer.

"You should come with me, if your vision is true." Calvin said solemnly to Speyer.

"How will you use me?" Spier's smile disappeared, replaced by a quiet look. It was good to be alive, but if the future given by Calvin was not in line with his ideals, then he would rather remain silent here forever.

"No, it's not how I want to drive you, but our ideal needs more companions." Calvin spread his palms.

In the brilliance of spiritual energy, the pure land of soul in his spiritual world showed its complete form to Spier.

"The empire and humanity don't need a new god." Spier's expression became more serious.

This is a discussion of ideas and a debate on future visions. If the future given by Calvin is not what he wants, then he would rather remain silent in this unknown corner forever.

"Of course! The empire and humanity don't need a new god...but at least now, it needs a fulcrum." Calvin repeated Speyer's words, which was equivalent to agreeing with his point of view. The second half of his sentence was a crazy guess made after a long period of thinking.

The original help to the Blood Ravens was an exploration based on this speculation, and now the appearance of Speyer has verified this idea from another direction.

"You, swear?" Spier looked directly into Calvin's eyes.

Both of them are showing themselves in the most fundamental manner at this time, and there is no room for any falsehood in their vows.

And if there is even the slightest possibility that Calvin is unwilling to fulfill his promise, this oath from the soul cannot be established.

"I swear!" Calvin's words were simple and powerful, while Speyer gradually smiled after carefully examining him.

He looked at everything around him with some nostalgia, and then made up his mind and asked Calvin:

"Are you leaving here? What do I need to do?"

"You don't need to do anything. You just need to sleep for a while longer and wait for the conditions here to mature."

As Calvin spoke, he took out the coat of arms belonging to the Order of Omen from his waist. Because of the psychic Titan, this coat of arms also contained some rare psychic crystals, which were used as spies. My current home couldn't be more suitable.

He also made up his mind to find the home planet of the Storm Lord Legion after returning to Terra and ask for the information that Speyer had left there. And if his home planet is no longer there, then trace back to Mars to find it, because this legion was originally one of the three Titan legions established by Mars.

And with Mars's behavior, the pilot's genes of this kind of battle group host will definitely have a backup.

He also noticed the regret in Spier's eyes, so Calvin said half jokingly and half seriously:

"Can't you bear to leave your old friend? Don't worry, he will come back to you sooner or later."

"Is it a deal?" Spier asked.

"It's a deal!"

Calvin replied, and then watched as Spier's soul was taken away by him. The originally solidified liquid metal also lost its support and turned into liquid and splashed in the Titan's command room...

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On Titan's shoulders, the wind filled with industrial waste from the Forge World was howling. Calvin looked at the red sea of ​​lava under his feet, and the communicator in his ear rang with communications from the Forge World.

"Is everything going well? Your Excellency."

"Not bad." Calvin answered Mayne's temptation while doing some mental construction for himself.

For a living person to actively jump into lava with a temperature of over a thousand degrees is a terrifying thing to think about. Even Calvin, as the primarch, needs to overcome his body's survival instinct.

"Then can we execute the receiving procedure?" Mayne was in the Mechanical Ark in orbit. The scanning array in front of him was capturing the original body's every move from a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers.

"Wait a minute, there are still some things to solve." Calvin opened his eyes again. After repeatedly checking the psychic shield and the life support system of the power armor, he finally convinced his body.

And just when Mayne in orbit was about to ask again, amidst the exclamations of the high-level mechanical priests, the mysterious Primarch from Terra jumped high from the Titan's shoulders, and then with a A standard diving posture and a heavy jump into the boiling magma!

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There was silence on the bridge of Mechanical Ark. Mayne, who had been stunned for a long time, finally came back to his senses.

He wanted to turn his head and prove from other colleagues that there was something wrong with his sensory chip, which caused some kind of hallucination.

But the same creaking sound of metal cervical vertebrae and the same shocked and garbled electronic throat sound made him know that he had not made any misjudgment just now - the original gene had indeed fallen into The liquid vein outside Selind's forge has been hit.

"Uh..." Mayne groaned, suddenly not knowing what to say.

The forge master standing behind him finally reacted and comforted his foundry director in a relatively calm tone:

"That shouldn't be an accident."

"It's not an accident?" Mayne grasped Fardin's words tightly as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"That means he jumped down on his own initiative?"

"It should...yes." Solan, the deputy casting supervisor, also came to his senses and stepped forward to activate the playback function of the holographic projection.

After the three-dimensional holographic picture flickered slightly, Calvin's action of jumping towards the sea of ​​lava appeared again.

The movement of the original body slowed down frame by frame, which finally made Mayne feel relieved.

But he still repeatedly confirmed with his colleagues around him: "He...that adult jumped down on his own initiative, right?"

"Yes." Solan stared at Calvin's movements on the holographic projection and gave a cautious answer.

"Although I don't know why this gentleman took such a risk, since he can jump, there must be a reason why he has to go, and he should also have the ability to protect himself."

"My God!" Mayne prayed in a low voice.

His particle energy heart has been implanted and has been running stably for centuries, but at that moment he clearly heard the machine's frantic alarm!

A Primarch, the only remaining Primarch of the Imperium!

If he died inexplicably on his planet, he and his colleagues could prepare their own urns from now on.

There is no need to even look for a cemetery, because it is impossible to be buried in situ...

"You don't have to worry..." Solan wanted to continue to persuade his boss, but Mayne, who had finished reciting a prayer with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and interrupted him.

"What about the observation data in other directions? Every one counts! From now on, they will all be summarized for me, and then encrypted and saved! Oh, that's right! There must be backups! Make a hundred copies for me, and then hide them in the latest preparation In the cargo hold of a sailing merchant ship!”

"Yes! Your will!" All the high-ranking priests bent down at the same time to show that they had received the order from the foundry director.

Although this order seems a bit crazy, madness at this time is still better than complete sluggishness...

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