Chapter 448 Black and Red, the Plot in the Shadows (Thirty-Three) The Dead

"Is this photo of you?"

"This... is me."

"Really?"

"It's me... At that time, I... was still alive..."

Galvin stood in the Titan's command room, staring at a silver-colored man across the glass of the life support cabin. The data service screen between the two was showing the information of the last captain.

Thanks to Constantine, Calvin didn't stay in Krieg for long, but he had a systematic study of various Titan structures.

So when he used the Imperial Truth to split the Armored Cathedral, this Emperor-class Titan could no longer pose a threat to the invader.

The rest of the matter was easier to handle. Calvin walked through the halls and rooms as if he was in an empty space, and the Titan's several attempts to seal the passage were also ineffective under the effect of Helios's rope.

It took the Primarch more than an hour to reach the core of the Titan-the command room where the captain was, and the most headache for Calvin along the way was the choice of route.

That's right, even the largest creation of the Mechanicus on the ground, the incarnation of the Mechanicus in the Titan Legion, the space for personnel to pass through the huge Titan is still narrow and cramped.

Even mortal pilots need to hunch over many passages, let alone Calvin's current body.

But fortunately, this Titan still needs maintenance, and it is necessary to reserve passages for large equipment to pass through each Titan, and the God of the North Wind is no exception.

So there was a conversation between Calvin and the creature who claimed to be the pilot of the God of the North Wind.

The communication process was certainly not so smooth, especially when they met, this creature made of metal showed extremely strong aggressiveness.

But fortunately, Calvin was not a vegetarian either. He used his martial virtue, which was temporarily ranked in the top two in the empire, to fully teach this creature the necessity of peaceful communication.

The two giants had a brief and friendly "communication" in the small command room, and then after the creature decided to return to the channel of civilized communication, they returned to the place where they first met and started the current conversation.

"So you're dead?" Calvin asked.

This was also the first time he had seen this kind of life form, and the composition of the other person's body was quite familiar to him - that was the liquid metal he had seen on the space wreck before.

"I... confirm." The metal creature, or the former pilot of the North Wind God, the first-class lord of the Empire - Janendra Spyr, also looked confused.

Calvin's appearance certainly made him feel a long-lost threat, but a person who could survive the firepower of the Emperor-class Titan and come to him, and who had a fist that could calm him down, was always the first person he could communicate peacefully with after waking up.

And the linear thinking brought by this kind of communication was what he lacked the most in his trance before.

"What is your current state?" Calvin asked again.

Due to the sensitivity of his job, he naturally identified Spyr from the psychic level at the first time. The fact that the two people could continue to communicate also indirectly showed that Spyr's current state did not have the characteristics of subspace life.

That was very interesting. Although Calvin had received clear guidance from the Bell of Erebus before he came, his experience here was still beyond his expectations.

He thought he would find some more ancient objects on this Titan, but in fact, after he really arrived here, he only got this person whose life form could not be determined.

"I don't know..." Spyer's speech speed was getting faster and faster. The communication with the creatures of the same civilization obviously accelerated the recovery of his consciousness. Memories finally began to appear in his mind with linear logic, and the memories of his death followed.

"I only remember that my body had obvious genetic collapse in the last battle, and the out-of-control North Wind God devoured all of me. I completely merged with the machine soul, and our enemy, the traitor, was also completely torn to pieces by our incinerator cannon..."

"Then what?" Calvin continued to ask.

Narrating is the best way to sort out memories, and he also noticed Spyer's state at this time, and began to follow Spyer's words to try to get more information.

"Then?" Spyer fell into memories. "Then came the whirlwind torpedoes from orbit, followed by earthquakes, shattered earth, and magma that filled the vision..."

"So you failed?"

"No!" Speyer obviously thought of more specific details.

"We couldn't have succeeded in the first place. The Warmaster betrayed us, and half of the legion chose to betray. We wanted to leave the fleet, but the remaining brothers were always being separated. We were waiting for an opportunity to resist, and unfortunately, they were also..."

Warmaster

This was the first time-conditional information from Speyer, and Calvin also roughly understood Speyer's origin through this passage.

The Titan Legion, the group that directly participated in the 64th Expeditionary Fleet, half of the members of the Legion rebelled, and the guy in front of him was the remaining one who was cleared out...

But there was more than one Forge World that cooperated with Horus back then, and there were even more Titan Legions serving in the main fleet. The details in the command room had given Calvin enough information, but he was still cautious and wanted to hear the answer from Spyr himself.

"Your Legion, position?" Calvin asked softly.

"Storm Lord, Fifth Battle Group Host, Main Control Pilot." Spyr answered subconsciously.

Yes, that's right.

Calvin looked at Spyr and fell into thought. The information this person said matched the intelligence he knew. The former Storm Lord Legion was indeed torn apart in the Great Rebellion and hated each other.

The two factions loyal to the Emperor and Horus fought desperately on the battlefield, and this once glorious and huge legion has never recovered since then.

The traitors eventually died in the history of internal strife and war, while the loyal faction is said to have some scattered members active in the revenge against Chaos until now.

But in any case, this legion no longer exists. The Titan and its driver in front of us have been dug out from history again by the rebuilt Forge World after nearly ten thousand years of sleep.

"What era is it now?"

"39 thousand years."

This time the questioner became Spyre, and Calvin told him the current time.

"Oh, so..." This person who has died once obviously has enough acceptance, but even so, he still has something he can't let go of.

"We..." Spyre looked at Calvin and asked with difficulty. This is more of a trial than a question.

"I mean... did he... win?"

"No! We won!" Calvin's answer made Spyre breathe a sigh of relief, even though he can't use this function now.

"That's good... That's good..." Spyre kept repeating this sentence, and Calvin didn't say anything.

"But the price is heavy..." This is what Calvin didn't say. He didn't know how to face this warrior, let alone how to explain to him the current situation of the empire.

"How long have you been awake?" Calvin pretended to be relaxed and changed the subject.

"About twenty years, and the time of consciousness may be earlier. But the complete awakening should be an earthquake, or a precise blast against the mineral vein. In short, I woke up, and from that time I regained control of the God of the North Wind."

Speyer answered, and Calvin turned his attention to his current state. The information he gave was roughly the same as that provided by Heper, and what Calvin really wanted to know was what made this dead man come back to life.

"What about the opportunity?" Calvin asked, he wanted to know what the Erebus Bell in his arms was guiding.

This strange thing has been completely silent since it arrived in Heper, and Calvin has not found any other clues except coming here according to the information of the Honor Guard.

But fortunately, he did not come in the wrong place. Speyer's state is obviously related to the legacy in his hands. His current body is made of the psychic liquid metal that Calvin collected before.

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