Chapter 414 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadows (I) The First Omen, the Sea of ​​Thunder

"Let's go, take them home..." Calvin said as gently as possible, and none of the Grey Knights and Guards around him objected.

After the tragic life of Cerberus came to an end, they could no longer blame this abandoned child of fate.

Appius, or the former Cerberus, was dead, and only his corrupted body remained stagnantly in the same place.

After his soul reunited with his brothers, the body that had lost control was visibly developing towards corruption and distortion.

Calvin raised his palm and pointed it at the body from a distance, symbolizing the light of salvation shining on Appius' body, and the silver-white flame spread silently on his body, and the body did not struggle at all, but calmly accepted its end.

When everything was burned out, the remaining ashes slowly floated and danced with the wind in the webway, and finally disappeared at the end of the sight.

After all the ashes disappeared, the double-headed eagle emblem that Calvin had been looking for also fell from Appius's body and lay quietly on the ancient stone slab.

The original body's power armor made a dull sound, and he slowly walked to the original position of Appius's body, bent down and picked up the eagle emblem.

The empty corridor in the distance was as pale as they had seen in Appius's dream, but what was different from the dream was that at the end of this corridor, on the land where they had actually fought, the screams and roars of demons could be heard faintly.

"Go!" Calvin felt the scale of the pocket watch on his chest, and he obviously had plenty of time left.

He wanted to collect as many remains of the sons of Guilliman as possible before the gods turned their eyes here.

Perhaps he was destined not to bring salvation to everyone, but since fate had brought him to this universe, to this ancient battlefield full of regrets, he had an obligation to do something for these loyal souls, even if it was just a little relief...

The heavy sword was taken off Calvin's back again, and the servo of the power armor began to do the final system self-check for the battle under his command.

At this moment, Calvin regained his identity as a Grey Knight, ready to contribute his "little power" to purify this ancient relic while retrieving the remains of Guilliman's sons.

His will was unprecedentedly gathered, and in response to his will, the power of the Order side in the warp began to awaken again.

The authority and concepts belonging to the Order side, in the surprise of the gods, emerged again in the endless origin of the universe after thousands of years.

Although their power was not even one billionth of their peak in the past, now that the gods of order have fallen one by one, they are already dazzling enough to make the gods of chaos look at them.

Feeling the loosening of the positive power on their bodies, the gods instinctively felt threatened, and they began to look at the source of the call for this power.

At the same time, Calvin in the real universe felt something. On the Erebus Bell that appeared in his palm, the red pointer was jumping madly towards the end.

Buzz!

In the depths of the webway, the boundless demon tide suddenly began to stir.

In this ancient battlefield, they were surrounding the demons gathered by Guilliman's sons, fighting a nearly eternal battle in the most cruel way.

Every moment, hundreds of demons stood out from the surrounding demon tides, screaming and rushing to the core battlefield, fighting a round-robin battle with that special demon that lasted for hundreds of years.

Countless skeletons were scattered in the center of the battlefield, including the corpses of great demons lying on the ground;

Countless broken blades were stuck in this small piece of land, and the bloodstains on their blades corresponded to the dense scars on the demon formed by the sons of Guilliman.

However, this special demon was still fighting, even though it had long forgotten its origins and why it was fighting.

It just climbed up from the sea of ​​blood and corpses again and again with its instinct and endless anger from its soul, and fought desperate battles with the later demons again and again.

But the battle stopped abruptly, because a "moon" suddenly appeared above their heads.

That "moon" was so cold that the light it emitted was cold silver;

That moon was so cruel that in the first second it appeared, it announced its existence to the endless demon tide under its feet with the power of order, which was completely opposite to chaos.

The cold light was scattering indiscriminately around, and tens of thousands of demons within several kilometers were howling in fear under the billowing black smoke of the violent burning of the chaotic power on their bodies!

This was not a simple blow to the physical level, but was directly targeting their souls and more core true names, and was completely disintegrating!

They tried to attack this "Silver Moon", but they couldn't move at all even with all their strength;

They tried to abandon the body given by the real universe and escape, but found that the surrounding space was as hard as steel after being infused with the power of order.

They were melting! They were disintegrating! They were welcoming their true demise!

The black smoke steaming within a few kilometers shocked the Grey Knights and the Imperial Guards who came later to stop, and the countless demons' howlings of fear were visibly weakening and sparse...

"Order..." Gordon, who had a soul contract with Calvin, murmured. This was also the first time he saw the Primarch fully release the dangerous authority he had always mentioned.

The guards beside him did not speak, or they could no longer speak.

Because when the light shone on them, it was also eroding and "correcting" their souls.

While they instinctively resisted this power, they were also shocked by the scene that this power showed when facing the demons of the warp, which was like a natural disaster.

The human side of their souls was rapidly weakened under the irradiation of this light, and the cold will like a machine began to be born in the depths of their souls.

The gray knights around him felt the strangeness of the guards and hurriedly led these guards to retreat, all the way to the edge of Calvin's power.

As they left the irradiation of the "Silver Moon", the erosion in the souls of Nicholas and others slowly stopped.

After several breaths, the captain of the guards recovered from the unconscious erosion of this power.

He almost lost all his strength and could only breathe heavily under the support of the power armor.

At that moment, he almost thought he saw the end of the universe, and the figure in the silver moon made him feel instinctively afraid.

The remaining power of order still kept pulsating in his soul. Under the trend of this power, he could not control his consciousness. While feeling horrified, he kept recalling the god-like existence he had just seen above the battlefield.

This... is the essence of the Grey Knights' Primarch? ,

Or, is this the full picture of the last sharp blade left by the Emperor for mankind?

Recalling his daily interactions with Calvin, it was difficult for him to combine this extremely cold power with that figure.

But with the natural disaster-like scene in front of him, another question could not stop surging in his heart:

But, the danger of this sharp blade is no less than that of Chaos itself, right?

He and other guards of the Imperial Guards could not help thinking so, but then they had a subtle recognition because of the scene of the group of demons surrendering.

That was a scene they had never imagined. Before Calvin appeared, they could not believe that humans would be so strong when facing the warp.

Yes, only such power can confront the evil demons of Chaos, and only such power that is irreconcilable with Chaos will not repeat the mistakes of the Thousand Sons...

"Order..." A Khorne demon hidden in the demons screamed in shock.

The huge body like a hill is now only a burning skeleton, and the giant sword under its feet, which has turned to ash, is its reliance for survival.

The giant sword obtained from the Bronze Throne with the merits of ten thousand years of bloody battles, now only a boiling copper liquid and slag are left. And the heartache of this loss is not as shocking as the appearance of the old enemy of the Father God in front of it.

How long has it been since I last saw this power? It searched the memories in its soul and remembered the time when it was still a purgatory demon.

At that time, the Father God was far less powerful than he is now, and the Blood Skull Legion at that time was far less well-organized than it is now.

But this does not mean that the first generation of Khorne Legion is weaker than it is now, but that when the Father God first ascended to the throne, the subordinate gods born with Him had not yet perished.

At that time, the Blood God had not yet had a truly established core doctrine, and his position was not truly stable. The subordinate gods who represented various elements of destruction had far more authority than the current Demon Princes, and the various forms of destruction legions they led were also far more powerful than the current Khorne Legion.

It will never forget how those subordinate gods and ancient giant-like demigods who covered the sky and the sun rushed to the kingdom of the gods on the side of order in the war of the gods;

It also cannot forget how those Titan-like gods fanatically carried out their missions, and at the cost of their own fall, destroyed the kingdom of God that was almost impossible to capture one by one.

It was a war of equal strength, and it was also a war that was not decided until the end. With the fall of countless Khorne subordinate gods, the camp of order was also declining.

If the race that dominated the galaxy had not been thrown into destruction and hatred one after another, shifting the origin of the universe to the side of chaos, and causing the gods of order to lose the favor of the origin of the universe at a critical moment. The outcome of this final battle equivalent to the twilight of the gods would probably be unknown.

It thought that this power would never reappear, but now, he or they are back again...

This is the first time after tens of thousands of years that it has seen this authority that should have disappeared in this universe again. And it is also this power that once represented the gods of order that made it know that the enemies of chaos have returned without knowing it.

"Demigod?" Another great demon from the Lord of Plague changed his previous muddleheadedness, and his eyes full of corruption and pus stared at the "moon" above his head with the pain of being melted.

It stared at the Khorne Great Demon across the long distance between the demons, and the psychic spells even wrapped up their thinking, and made clear communication and judgment on the threats in front of them in a short time.

"Yes, and He has complete authority." The Khorne Great Demon affirmed.

This is definitely not one of those "man-made things" that only have powerful bodies and psychic potential. This is a prototype of a god who has an extraordinary essence at the soul level and is born with the power to control authority!

After feeling the erosion penetrating into his bones, the demon prince of Khorne simply gave up this body and part of his soul. As a blood light rushed out obscurely, the eyes of a demon outside the battlefield suddenly lit up with blood light.

"It's a big trouble..." The Nurgle demon Pregel muttered to himself, and took out a deer-headed staff inserted in his waist, and threw the grinning Nurglings hanging on the staff.

"Hush! Be serious! This is not the time to play!" It looked at the angry and roaring Nurglings at its feet and said seriously.

As the last among the descendants of the Father God, it does not have the "God's Plague" that can threaten such an existence, and even if it has such a killing weapon, it is still unknown how much effect it can have on such an existence.

This "shepherd's" staff obtained from Father Rain was its trump card to save its life. Although it was painful at the high price, it still activated the blessing on the staff and threw it to the center of the battlefield.

The deer-headed staff was activated in mid-air, and the entire staff began to overflow with dark green plague aura. The entire staff was like a green comet, and before Calvin could react, it slammed down hard at his feet.

Boom!

The huge comet disappeared instantly after landing, leaving only the dark green flames that stubbornly expanded with the power of order above.

Three eyeball-like seeds fell from the sky, and then in the first second of touching the ground, they began to multiply and expand crazily!

Endless distortion and twisting power spread outward from these three seeds, and the barbed roots like carnivorous maggots seemed like living things. While spreading underground with the support of the power from the Garden of Nurgle, they were also devouring the remains of all the demons on the battlefield!

The branches and leaves representing corruption and mutation are withering every moment under the light of order, but these branches and leaves are nourished by the roots below in the next second, and grow upward again with a new life form.

The emerald fungus blanket spreads rapidly around under the cover of these branches and leaves, and with the establishment of these basic ecosystems, corrupt maggots and flies with stings are born from nothingness.

The Grey Knights in the distance watched this mutation nervously, and they could even hear from afar that the roots on the battlefield, which were originally charred, were like living things, making terrifying swallowing sounds.

The power of Chaos has gained a foothold in the battlefield again, but the Nurgle Demon Pregel did not feel at ease. It rarely asked for cooperation from another high-level demon on the battlefield:

"This thing won't last long! Hurry! Open the portal to the Supreme Heaven!"

However, before the Khorne Demon could react, Calvin standing in the sky had already noticed it.

Calvin, who exerted his full strength, looked at the changes under his feet and stopped the large-scale killing order.

He first took a close look at the corrupt tree under his feet, then smiled slightly and threw the greatsword in his hand downward!

The abundant power of order surrounded the sword of the Empire Truth, and the thunder passed through the air with kinetic energy exceeding the speed of sound, like a silver thunder falling from the sky under the trajectory that was difficult to discern with the naked eye!

Boom!

The corrupt tree, which had grown to the thickness of a man's embrace, was hit hard, and the umbrella-like branch barrier was pierced by thunder. The silver flame spread all the way down from its branches and leaves. The crackling burning sound and the buzzing sound of static ionized ozone were conspicuous in the silence after the thunder.

Huh?

Calvin frowned as he looked at the vegetation that was still growing tenaciously below, while the two great demons in the distance took a deep breath.

However, the Primarch in the sky suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them, shook the Imperial Truth that had automatically returned in his hand, and grinned: "You're pretty tough, huh?"

Boom!

Another thunderbolt descended, and this time after the thunderbolt, it was followed by a thunderstorm as dense as a rainstorm, with the blessing of the Imperial Truth that returned with Calvin's will!

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