Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Lupus is gone.

But before leaving, it was also marked by Calvin's will with a label similar to that on Sulla.

Although it cannot compare with Nurgle's power, the killing intent of the demigod-level predator is still firmly locked on Lupus.

It was not erased until it was out of Calvin's sight for a long time, so that the unlucky Great Unclean One finally stopped being frightened.

Calvin watched Lupus go away, and withdrew his gaze from the subspace with satisfaction.

As for the distant gazes around him, he had no time to pay attention to them for the time being, and had no intention of pursuing them.

But that doesn't mean the incident is over.

On the contrary, after today, the collapse of Lupus and the fleeting true appearance of Calvin were shaped into some kind of information by the subspace, and then spread outward by these witnesses.

And the subspace corresponding to this universe will surely become a forbidden place passed down by the unborn, and there will be stability for a considerable period of time.

But these are all things for later, and Calvin can't take care of them at the moment, because Sulla's operation has reached a critical moment.

"My lord!" Someone among the white-armored giants spoke, and Calvin knew that this was the moment they had agreed upon.

The blight is an irreversible one-way transformation, and Nurgle's power cannot be removed without harming Sura.

The pharmacist tried every means, and finally decided to use consecutively implanted organs to buy Sura a short window of time;

In this short period of time, the corrupted organs in his body will barely maintain a basic normal circulation for him before completely losing power.

And this is the opportunity that Calvin has been waiting for a long time.

He appeared in front of the operating table almost instantly, and then, under the gaze of the pharmacists, he raised his palms high.

The majestic spiritual energy gathers from the void, and then transforms into the inscription in a complex way invisible to the naked eye.

And when the dazzling light dimmed, a faint silver light flashed through the original body's hand.

It was a seed, but it was not the common gene seed of the Astartes.

It is a collection of spiritual energy, and it is the initial rune of the inscription system owned by Calvin.

boom!

The original body's eyes closed slightly, and his palm landed on Sura's forehead with a gentle slapping sound.

In a deeper sense, Calvin's will has entered Sulla's spiritual world.

When the original body opened his eyes again, what appeared before him was a desolate and dead silence.

Um?

Calvin stretched out his palm, and smoke and dust fell silently under the dusky sky.

Like the ashes after burning everything, the black dust slipped from his palms, and on this incredibly quiet land, a black shadow appeared in the distance.

Sulla?

Calvin disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the black shadow with his intention.

It was a huge and twisted dead tree, and under the trunk that had lost all its branches and leaves was Sura's exhausted soul.

"thirsty……"

Moaning unconsciously, Sula licked her split lips with difficulty.

He spoke subconsciously, but he didn't know that at this moment, his soul was already a ball of charcoal in Calvin's eyes.

You should be thirsty...

Because this soul has lost all emotions.

Hunger and thirst correspond to the emptiness of emotions at the spiritual level, and the miserable man in front of him has already taken everything away from him by Nurgle's plague.

"Am I dead?" Sura asked.

He didn't even see the person coming clearly, he just asked subconsciously.

Calvin frowned, hesitating whether this soul could be saved.

"Sura." Calvin said, but the answer he waited for was not the answer he wanted.

"Who?" Sura looked at Calvin, with only confusion in his dry eyes.

"Sura?"

"...Is that my name?"

"Yes!" Calvin's determination convinced him.

So after the moment of confusion, he was replaced by sobriety and ease.

"Who are you?" Sulla asked.

"That's not important!" said Calvin.

Sulla had lost so much at this time that his remaining memories could not even allow him to recognize Calvin's identity.

And Calvin also knows that his remaining sobriety will not last long. Only by finding the thing he cherishes most before he completely falls can his soul be inspired again and reach the lowest threshold of transformation.

So what is the thing he values ​​most?

Calvin looked at Sura in front of him and tentatively asked:

"Do you still remember the Emperor?"

"Who is that?" He responded with still confused eyes.

"So, what about Guilliman?" Calvin was not discouraged, he could only say that this was within his expectation.

He asked Sura again, but received the same confused look.

"Who is that?"

Well, as expected, loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.

The guy in front of him didn't even remember the Emperor or his Primarch.

But considering his background, in addition to proving this guy's thoughts, I have to say that it is also surprisingly consistent with Calvin's impression of the Ultramarines...

"So... Ultramar?" Calvin asked tentatively.

But this time, he saw an obvious light in Sura's eyes!

"Ultramar? Where is that? No! That's... my hometown!"

Sulla, who suddenly woke up, thought of his hometown for a short period of time!

And with this remaining memory, the pale memories in his mind are also regaining color one by one!

who I am?

I'm Sura!

who I am?

I am a warrior Astartes!

who I am?

I am an extreme warrior! He is the son of Robert Guilliman!

who I am?

I am the Empire's strong shield! I am the Emperor's blade!

Well... although his emotions were so intense at the moment when his memory was retrieved.

But after he looked at Calvin again and recognized the other person's identity.

After he woke up, he thought about the conversation just now, and the surging passion in his heart was replaced by silent embarrassment...

Are there really Astartes who have forgotten their Primarch?

There must be! There must be!

Sura screamed in her heart, trying to find a reasonable explanation for herself.

But he didn't notice that the corners of the mouth of the person in front of him had quietly turned up.

"No need to explain..." Calvin interrupted Sura's random thoughts with a smile.

"Because the empire never needs a reason to protect you, but your loyalty to the empire can have various reasons."

"Uh..." Sula struggled to understand Calvin's words, and the light in his eyes was once again filled with confusion.

Really?

If so, what does the truth he has been taught since childhood mean?

But if this is not the case, then how can Sulla explain that he regards his hometown as his most cherished treasure?

Is he disloyal?

Isn't he brave?

"Of course not!" Calvin bent down and stretched out his hand towards Sura.

"Your loyalty has been proven, and as long as it aligns with the interests of the Empire, your faith is unquestionable!"

"So!" Calvin looked at Sulla in front of him and invited him with a serious and solemn expression:

"Even if it's to protect your hometown, Sulla, are you willing to fight for the empire again?"

It's too late! It's too late! Feel sorry!