Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Chapter 147: War (9) Endingampampampamp This Will Not Happen Again

Chapter 147: Start the Warp;amp;amp;This will not happen again

"The Emperor's eyes are on you! You must purify the evil before you!"

"The Emperor's will supports you! You must stick to your duties!"

"The Emperor's divine power is protecting you! You must keep up with your pace!"

The machine soul kept chattering in Calvin's ears, forcing Calvin to listen to its "encouragement" patiently while focusing on operating the Titan battle.

"What's your name? Declaration of Truth, right? I sincerely suggest that you change your name to Imperial Political Commissar, or Imperial Divine Charm will also work..."

Taking advantage of the gap in the operation, Calvin said this to the machine soul.

Speaking of divine charlatans, Calvin himself is half one. And according to the current trend, he probably can't escape the remaining half.

And unlike in the previous life, the gods in this world are really proven to exist.

And what he is doing now, in a sense, does give him the illusion that gods are walking on earth.

The huge psychic halo swept across the battlefield like a wave of air, and the weak demons with weak wills died in large numbers.

The tall bronze knight was swept away by the air wave, and the demon retreated to avoid the sharp edge of the Hand of Destruction.

Yes, the Khorne demon, known for its bravery and tyranny, fled shamefully after it saw with its own eyes that the favorite of Nurgle was turned into ashes by a single blow.

The platinum-colored light column shot out from the giant's hand ten kilometers away. Under the impact of the jet, the blessing carried by the favorite of Nurgle seemed to have never existed. The halo of disease and death resisted for less than half a second, and the body that was once more than ten meters high like a small mountain turned into a golden pillar of fire, and even the soul could not escape...

Yes, the premonition that made the remaining three demons feel cold in their backs finally became a reality.

In this battlefield range where the psychic field was fixed, their death would really become a literal death, and their souls would have no chance to return to the subspace, nor would they be able to wander in the real universe.

While the platinum light was burning his physical body, the soul that was blessed by the gods and the mark of the warp was also burned under such divine power.

What a blasphemy! How can a mortal master such power! This is definitely a conspiracy!

The Great Demon of Tzeentch cried out, and its two heads that claimed to be able to see the past and the future at the same time looked so ridiculous in the eyes of the Great Demon of Khorne:

Laughing at its scheming, seeing the past and the future, but not being able to see its own death at the moment...

But it soon stopped laughing.

Because after the Great Demon of Tzeentch tried to break through the inert psychic field and failed to teleport again, it saw with its own eyes that the pitiful "bird man" (this is its unique name for the Great Demon of Tzeentch) was evaporated on the spot by the attack that arrived in the next moment, and even the artifact staff given by Tzeentch himself was transformed into the most basic particles in the universe again under the baptism of the power of order, and disappeared.

The Great Demon of Tzeentch is dead.

After centuries of cooperation, the blank perception of each other made it clear that this was not a fake death, nor a conspiracy, but a simple and cold death...

It raised its head and looked at the Titan who had turned around and stared at it, knowing that it was the next one.

"Blood for the blood god! Skull for the skull throne!"

The son of the god of war and courage did not live up to the name of his father. At the last moment when he knew that defeat was coming, he still raised the bloody sword in his hand fanatically and launched a Don Quixote-like charge towards the giant named Titan!

How mighty! How tragic! How... ridiculous.

After accepting its soul without changing his expression, Calvin thought to himself.

The machine god appeared in the world, and the demons surrendered.

The great demon of Slaanesh was unable to make a few unexpected waves, and finally followed the footsteps of the three colleagues in front of him and died together under the power of the psychic Titan.

In other words, when this group of demons, who relied on the watch of the gods to wreak havoc and constantly reborn in the warp, entered the psychic Titan in Calvin, their fate of extinction was already doomed.

Although the war is not over, it has come to an end.

In the depths of the warp, the gazes of the gods are silent and suppressed. Under the deliberate cover from the direction of Terra, they can only judge the outcome through the tide of fate.

This is His home court, and the rules are set by Him.

The battlefield has long been opened, and the bets have been placed on the high platform. Buy and leave is the iron rule on the gambling table, and the same is true for this universe.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, if you want to cheat and put in new chips, the hand you reach out will inevitably be cut off by the sacred existence.

The scales of fate are gently shaken, and the chips are taken away and delivered to the winner.

Although the number is still insignificant, in the malicious eyes of the gods, the fortune of the human empire has really increased at this moment.

Obviously, He was the dealer who won all the games in this round.

The morale of the mortal army was re-boosted, and the pressure on the front was relieved.

The wounded were sent to the rear for treatment, and the veterans returned to the rear quietly to resume their duties.

The soldiers in front were baptized by the silver psychic waves, and the invisible pollution on their bodies disappeared as the rationality in their eyes was restored.

They turned around and looked at the Titans walking slowly but heavily in the distance, and they felt more than ever that the Emperor was with them.

The enemy has been eliminated, so there is no need to mention the remaining villains. Calvin drove the Titan Declaration of Truth past the human position and headed towards the demons that were still in chaos.

The Grey Knights and the mortal legions launched a new offensive under his leadership.

At the forefront of the entire camp, the towering figure of the Psychic Titan was like the bow of the Terran Navy breaking through the waves in ancient times. Wherever it went, the demons were scared.

After losing the commander, the remaining demons were wiped out by him in an organized manner. Under the overwhelming offensive, the legion led by Calvin killed all the way to the cave where the subspace breach was located. During this period, he never saw the figures of those Chaos Space Marines again.

The battle has since come to an end. There are only a few demons left, and the mortal legions have also suffered heavy losses. In the sorted data statistics report, Calvin saw the tragic situation of only one in ten of the entire advance legion behind the victory.

There were not many demons in the cave, and he did not want to let these soldiers, whose organization was almost completely destroyed, suffer more casualties, so he ordered them to stop and defend on the spot, waiting for reinforcements from the main force in orbit.

The last order had been issued, and Calvin, who had nothing to do for the time being, finally had some free time.

When he was about to stop driving the Titan and prepare to review his gains in this battle, under the guidance of the Titan's alarm, he noticed that there were new visitors at the end of the sky.

Countless tiny black dots appeared from the end of the field of vision. After the Titan's detection array was magnified, he clearly saw the marks of Astartes on the airdrop pods that were locked by the Titan's anti-aircraft firepower and were rapidly landing.

"Blood-colored wings? The Crimson Seraph Warband?"

Calvin was puzzled at first, and then remembered the Orpheus star region where their home planet was located.

Is this the reinforcement that Jin had been talking about, and has arrived ahead of time?

Meteors continued to rain down like rain, and Calvin took a glance and saw the size of the troops of at least three large companies.

Obviously, these warriors who came from the original road had no time to communicate with the Soul Redeemer, but deployed their troops as soon as they arrived, trying to save the battlefield crisis they imagined.

Galvin left the Titan's driver's seat, stood up and jumped out of the gap in front of the Titan's cockpit that was cut by the Eldar artifact.

He had to put on his armor again as soon as possible, otherwise he really hadn't figured out how to explain to these Astartes how a Grey Knight drove a Titan.

Fortunately, it was not his turn to explain this question. Jin, who came with the Grey Knights behind him, had prepared a speech for him:

"Sir Nicholas, the captain of the shield guard, is waiting for your meeting in orbit. Leave the questions here to us. If anyone asks, just say it's an imperial secret. If you have any questions, please ask the Imperial Guards."

"Okay! See you in orbit."

Galvin replied to Jin while putting on the various parts of the armor with the help of the Grey Knights.

The roar of the Thunder Eagle engine belonging to the Soul Redeemer in the distant sky was also clearly visible.

Calvin was ultimately unable to wait for the officers of the Red Seraphim on the ground, as the Thunderhawk that was supposed to take him back to orbit arrived in front of him first.

After leaving the remaining Grey Knights on the surface and giving them the task of guarding the Titan, he rode the Thunderhawk back to his ship in space.

On his way back, Calvin sat in the rear cabin of the Thunderhawk thinking. While sorting out the gains of this trip, he was thinking about how to ask for the big treasure, the Declaration of Truth, from the shield captain of the Imperial Guard.

The reason was that this thing was too useful!

Although most of the equipment on the Declaration of Truth had been destroyed, the psychic weapons alone made it inestimable in value!

He didn't know what this machine looked like in other people's hands, but in his hands, it was a huge combat amplification device!

Although the burden of using it was very heavy, with this thing, Calvin would be more confident even on a battlefield at the battle level!

And in Calvin's plan, the future Grey Knights' legion combat sequence really needed the existence of these divine machines.

Since there is such a plan, why not start from here?

As he lowered his head to think, Thunder Eagle returned to the flight deck of the Soul Redeemer quietly and efficiently.

When he walked out of the rear hatch that he had just opened, he looked up and saw a small team of Imperial Guards wearing iconic golden power armor, who had been waiting at the entrance of the deck for a long time.

The leader was particularly tall, with the towering red tassel on his golden helmet almost reaching Calvin's shoulders. He walked over and stopped five meters away from Calvin (equivalent to the standard social distance of one and a half meters for normal people), then bowed slightly and said:

"Bless the Emperor! I am Nicholas, the captain of the shield guard of the Imperial Guard under the throne of the Holy Emperor. I salute you, honorable... Lord Calvin."

"Bless the Emperor! Good day, honorable envoy from the throne of Terra, honorable Captain Nicholas."

Calvin responded politely and familiarly. The so-called imperial etiquette is not very useful, but it is indeed necessary. This is also one of the gifts he received when he was the lord of the castle.

"Thank you for your helping hand, so that the situation here will not be corrupted to the point of being irreparable. I already know everything on the ground. You don't have to worry about the subsequent finishing work, just leave it to us." Nicholas said to Calvin.

"Okay. But..." Calvin was also thinking about returning to Titan II as soon as possible.

After all, the Soul Redeemer has been out for a long time. With the Grey Knights so short of manpower, he hopes to return to Titan II as soon as possible, or participate in other battlefields.

In his plan, after meeting with the captain of the Imperial Guard Shield Guard from the Tower of Hegemony (the highest command of the Imperial Guard), he should set off to return to the home planet.

"But?" Nicholas slowly repeated Calvin's words. He looked at Calvin's eyes and waited for the follow-up.

"About that Titan..." Calvin was still a little hesitant.

"We will keep it a secret for you." Nicholas said sympathetically.

"No, no, no, I mean..."

Calvin's face was a little red. Such a big thing, or a Titan, an object that is not enough to be described as a military weapon, he is not a famous Blood Ravens, he really can't find a reason to give it to others out of thin air.

But asking for it directly like this also crossed his bottom line...

"Oh, I understand what you mean." Nicholas lowered his head and thought for a moment, then replied to Calvin:

"In theory, it belongs to the Titan Order directly under the Emperor - the Omen Order, and in the current state, the Throne Court is governed by humble servants like us, so both the Throne Court and the Omen Order have the right to pursue the "Declaration of Truth."

"So?" Calvin's heart beat twice faster than usual. From what the other party said, is there a chance?

"So today, the Omen Order has been dormant for three thousand years, and the Truth Declaration has been reported as a war damage and written off, and the Omen Order and us have no intention of recovering it. You can keep it and give it a chance to contribute more value to the Emperor."

Nicholas's mouth corners slightly raised. Obviously, being able to grasp the emotions of the person in front of him will be a capital that he can use to brag with his colleagues for the rest of his life.

"Thank you very much!"

Calvin was in a good mood and didn't want to think about the details of the conversation. Anyway, it was a good deal and it didn't matter if he was bullied.

"You're welcome. We also want to thank you for your generous assistance."

Nicholas, who had entered the business mutual praise mode, also took the opportunity to return Calvin's kindness.

Calvin accepted Nicholas's words. Thinking that he could earn a Titan for the war group by going out, this kind of business... no, this kind of assistance can be as much as you want in the future! The Emperor is above! If Calvin blinks, he will be a coward!

As if he saw through Calvin's thoughts, Nicholas drew a warning line for Calvin's naivety while laughing.

He put away his smile, and then reminded Calvin in a serious tone:

"Any Titan is a valuable asset of the Empire, and its value is even greater than the value of an entire galaxy! And to this day, most Titans serve in the Mechanicus under the leadership of Mars. Except for the Omen Order, all Titan Orders are like this, so a harvest like today is impossible to replicate. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Only this time, never again?" Calvin asked.

"Only this time, never again!" Nicholas's answer.

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