Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"What are you talking about?" Calvin roared and stirred up waves in the spiritual confrontation.

He originally thought that this was another mental pollution from the demon primarch, but this time Luojia's thoughts when he attacked Calvin also contained the memories he had heard from Horus thousands of years ago.

Information about the assembly of the expedition fleet in Moro, as well as Lorgar's arrival here and the guidance of Horus to the various relics left behind when the emperor was still a mortal, were all transferred from Calvin's mind in this short moment. Crossed.

A dilapidated, primitive spaceship with obvious traces of Terra’s industry, the myth of the Ascended One shared by aborigines from different continental plates;

The gatekeepers of the Eternals left behind by the Emperor on Moroch, and the memories of Moroch that he had erased from all Primarchs.

And the most important thing is that after receiving the revelation from the Chaos Gods, Horus personally told Luojia, and the huge changes that occurred after entering the portal under the witness of Luojia...

Everything proves the truth of the words spoken by the demon primarch.

The many materials recorded in the Imperial Tribunal that Calvin possessed also supported the news that the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet was stranded in this sector of no strategic value after the rebellion.

After being spliced ​​together, these incomplete information all point to the same fact, that is, this is indeed a place where the emperor personally came and attaches great importance to it, as Luojia said.

And this memory is more than that, it gives Calvin even more pictures:

That is how the traitorous Horus transformed from a powerful but still killable Primarch, after walking out of this portal, into a man who ignored the attacks of Titans and rampaged across the Apocalypse-level battlefield. God among men…

"Is this your purpose?"

Calvin finally understood Erebus's plan, but he still had doubts about Lorgar's purpose.

He was a Primarch himself and had no desire for the blood of the Primarch. Unless there are other hidden conditions for this door, there is no need for him to spend a lot of time waiting for Calvin's arrival.

"Of course... of course..." Luo Jia's whisper rang through the darkness in Calvin's ears.

"Power is authority, so precious, even the gods are stingy with it. Horus is lucky because he needs to carry out a great mission.

But I am different. If I don’t have a perfect sacrifice, how can I get rich gifts? "

His voice gradually disappeared in the surge of energy, but within the boundless tide of darkness, Calvin was still resisting tenaciously on his own.

The authority of order is still sharp and cold, and the silver thunder will inevitably bring about the annihilation of chaos wherever it goes. But at this moment, what he is facing is Luojia's decades of preparation, and every moment of the ceremony that envelopes the star region. Tens of millions of souls were sacrificed.

In the projection of subspace, pain and lamentation converged into a tsunami as tall as a mountain range, impacting the silver figure endlessly;

The magnificent silver giant in the subspace, who is as majestic as a god, will also be gradually submerged in the confrontation with the entire world.

With the help of countless rituals as its base, the demonic tide stubbornly entrenched itself in the entire star region. Every moment, more disasters penetrated the curtain of reality and descended on the land of Zhan Moro.

The legionary will of Calvin and the Gray Knights is so small in comparison. Without being able to touch their foundation, they can only stimulate them more and more, making them more active.

The light of redemption is still breaking through the darkness, and order is still confronting and annihilating in chaos, but the scope of Calvin's support is still decreasing.

The holy armor is fraying, and the once-sharp halberd is gradually dulling.

When the first Gray Knight died in battle appeared, the silver light representing hope in the subspace gradually dimmed with the fall of these angels.

Yes, bleak... when the consciousness of the original body is shrouded in the darkness of chaos, when the sacrifice of the warriors who shed their blood cannot bring them the victory they desire.

The battles and sacrifices of the empire's soldiers and civilians on countless battlefields in the Jamoro sector have been colored by the color of tragedy.

In the depths of the subspace, the silver giant is gradually dimming, and the star-like huge soul source is also contaminated by darkness after the fire of order gradually extinguishes.

Calvin's consciousness is gradually extinguished, and after losing the control of reason and humanity, the animal nature and instinct hidden deep in his soul quietly awaken...

Luojia walked toward the portal, dragging the unconscious original body in his hands.

There are no gorgeous decorations on the ancient stone wall. Under the relit torch, the simple images "painted" on the stone wall look like the worst graffiti.

But this is it, a door to chaos that leads to the subspace, and it is it that gives the two people who walk into it a power comparable to that of the gods.

Buzz…

A vague tremor appeared from the stone wall along with Luojia's blood. After a slight flash of light, the two figures disappeared from the same place.

——

The depths of the endless subspace, the place closest to the origin of chaos. On the eternal subspace wave, a vast and small land floats quietly.

Its form is so weird because its existence is neither dependent on the present nor related to the past or future;

Its existence itself is so sacred, because the eight roads extending outward from the center that symbolizes the starting point of the universe and time are silently telling and displaying the core truth of chaos.

The eight-pointed star represents the eight most original concepts and authorities after the birth of Chaos. Each of them means endless power and life;

The eight roads represent eight choices and paths, and four of them have already come to an end.

“Of course you can choose to be their follower, this has nothing to do with glory, it is the result of your vision being the same as theirs;

You can also become an explorer on other roads, and these roads have no master at the end. Although the rewards will be rich beyond your imagination, they will inevitably be accompanied by more dangers and ups and downs. "

The low-pitched singing seemed to have traveled through time and years. While Luojia's eyes were shocked by the miracle in front of him, the same ancient voice was also talking in his ears.

He slowly blinked his eyes to expel the tears from the corners of his eyes, and while turning to look at the messenger in front of him, he looked around at the intersections representing different roads.

The ends of the four positive roads can already be seen, and the marks representing the four types of destruction and huge buildings of different shapes are also vaguely visible at the ends of these four roads.

Endless praises and chants floated from those sacred buildings, while Luojia glanced at them and lowered his head, as if he didn't want to have too much communication with them.

Calvin at his feet was still in a coma, and the red pointer on the Erebus Bell on his body was beeping violently due to the distance from the source of chaos.

But the unconscious original body was indifferent to this. On the contrary, the black pointer in the Bell of Erebus was gradually becoming active due to the emergence of some possibility.

"Oh... two lives. A rare record..."

The life that was born together with this land had a panoramic view of all these details, and said calmly as he looked at Luo Jia and his trophies.

"I didn't know that fate has been so generous? Or that this place has become so cheap..."

"No...only one!" Luojia corrected the envoy's point of view, but the latter blinked and unexpectedly did not refute.

"Then the other one..."

"Sacrifice!"

"Oh, are you worried about being rejected?... Then it seems that your demands are equally greedy."

The messenger saw that Luo Jia did not respond in a hurry, but looked towards the road that was still blocked by the haze.

"They..." Luo Jia asked in a dry tone.

He was already very close to his goal that he had been aiming for for thousands of years. The excitement and nervousness made it rare for this transcendent being to be unable to control his emotions.

"They are not here..." the messenger replied.

“This is a cross-section of time and space, and it is also a dream that does not exist in time.

They can know this place and interfere here, but only not here. "

"What about me?" Luo Jia was confused. If everything here is an illusion, how can the real power be obtained?

“Let the false become true,” the messenger prompted.

"When you go far enough on the path you choose, when the ideas you practice are realized one by one, and when false lies are repeated by millions of people, the boundary between illusion and reality changes."

"He...they have done this before?" Luojia thought of that man and Horus who left here.

"Of course..." the messenger replied decisively.

"There is no free lunch, let alone gifts born out of thin air. Your forerunners have also spent a long time here, and have proven their qualifications for everything with countless equally firm choices."

"Understood!" Luo Jia sighed, this fact made him believe it even more.

He will not be given great power for free here, it is just an opportunity to prove himself.

"Do you really understand? I have some questions..." The messenger's words suddenly woke him up.

Following its gaze, Luo Jia looked back and saw that the unconscious Calvin was exuding an ominous aura and undergoing some changes that made him feel extremely frightened...

renew.