Chapter 449 Black and Red, the Plot in the Shadows (Thirty-Four) Seeds of New Life

"Opportunity?" Spier repeated Calvin's question, but his whole state began to lag behind.

The long conversation certainly helped him regain his logic, but the subsequent thinking was obviously a heavy burden for a pure soul state without any energy source.

Liquid metal was just a temporary shell of his soul, and its role was only to maintain the current state.

As a mortal without psychic talent, it was probably the limit of what Spier could do to maintain thinking and communication in this state.

"Yes! Opportunity, what makes you..." Calvin, who was halfway through the question, also noticed that Spier was different.

He suppressed his desire to ask, because the silver light flowing on the surface of this human body made entirely of metal was becoming increasingly dim.

This was undoubtedly because Spier's soul was becoming weak due to thinking, but Calvin searched all his strength and had no way to deal with this situation.

This was not a distortion similar to chaos pollution, so the correction of order was powerless to do anything about it.

This has nothing to do with the belonging of faith, so Calvin's salvation cannot improve his situation.

This is pure spiritual weakness.

And facing this person who has no psychic talent but can still survive miraculously, Calvin dare not even use ordinary psychic laws.

He can clearly feel that at this time, Spyr's soul is like a candle in the wind.

The chaotic memory once again made his reason collapse and fall into ignorance, and the increasingly weak soul fire showed that this fragile soul was only one step away from permanent extinction.

Calvin could only watch quietly, without any way. He could only pray that Spyr's will was strong enough to get rid of the sleep of death again by his own strength.

"If only he still had a body" Calvin's mind had such a thought, but he immediately eliminated this unrealistic idea.

Let's not talk about whether Spyr has any genetic samples left, just say that a soul needs great perseverance to break free from the instincts of the flesh to regain control of a body, even if it is his own body.

But the existence of the body is necessary. Only the real body is the home of these fragile mortal souls.

Only the flesh and blood body can support the thinking and activities of the soul, so that these fragile existences can survive for a long time.

Calvin waited and thought quietly, and time passed unknowingly. After an unknown period of time, Spier's voice sounded again.

"Opportunity..."

Calvin raised his head, and Spier's eyes were occupied by reason again. His soul became weaker, but after waking up from the chaos again, his will became purer.

This sourceless soul fire was quietly burning itself in front of Calvin.

And after relying on his own will, abandoning the memories that were irrelevant to his most core will, and breaking through the chaos again, Spier's eyes were even more humane and wise than before.

"Do you remember?" Calvin's tone became gentle, as if he was talking to a close friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

At this moment, Spier deserved his respect, because at this moment, he was no longer a lost disciple who had just woken up, but the true master of the God of the North Wind.

"I remember... I remember a lot, and I also forgot a lot."

The silver metal face showed a human smile, and the originally dry voice became magnetic.

"But forgetting sometimes makes people feel relaxed, and it also makes people understand their needs and become pure."

Calvin was somewhat shocked by Spier's words. This was the first time he had seen such a detached mortal.

He did not see hatred in the eyes of this person who grew up ten thousand years ago, but saw the purer and more rational eyes after experiencing suffering.

"Don't you hate him?" Calvin asked uncontrollably, because in today's empire, few people are not driven by hatred.

"Hate? I have. People are always like this. How much trust they have given to worship, how much hatred they will have when they are betrayed." Spier's eyes had some memories, but more of a firm look.

"What about now?"

"Now?" Spier thought for a moment, then said to Calvin:

"Death and ignorance are disintegrating my soul, and I must know what I believe most, and then go through all my memories to find the core of myself."

"What do you believe?" Calvin asked.

"I... believe... hope, I believe... that humans should have a better future. I believe that the Empire should not be like this, that humans should not be blinded by the hatred in front of them, and should not fight for revenge. I believe that even if the Emperor is gone, his spirit can continue to guide us!"

Spire's speech speed is getting faster and faster, and the light in his eyes is getting brighter and brighter.

Although this soul is weak, it can be blown away by any gust of wind.

But because he has rediscovered and established his ideals, he is stronger than ever before.

"I believe in the truth of the Empire!"

"Even if the gods have confirmed their existence?" Calvin spread his palms, and the glimmer of spiritual energy danced in his palms.

"I still believe it!" Speyer blinked and said:

"We respect the facts. If the gods prove their existence, we will recognize them, but this still does not hinder our struggle, and will not make us give up ourselves to seek their protection!"

"No fear, no faith, no blind obedience?"

"No fear, no faith, no blind obedience!"

"Even if death?"

"Even if death!"

Huh! Calvin exhaled a long breath, and the person in front of him really made him feel mixed emotions.

The light of reason is so rare and precious in this empire, and the soul in front of him is blooming the brightest light because of this.

This is a person who has returned from death with his own will, and this is a person who has undergone the most severe test.

His will has merged with his vision, and he has become an existence that even Calvin envies. The weight of his entire life is supported by that pure ideal, without the slightest hesitation or delay.

This is his comrade! This is him, and even the Emperor's companion on the road to the realization of his ideal!

He should be saved, because he deserves to be given a greater responsibility!

Calvin no longer thinks about the original purpose of his trip, because the entire trip will not have any more important gains than him!

On the contrary, how to continue this precious soul is his most urgent desire now!

"I roughly know what you want, it's down there." Spier pointed to a sea of ​​​​lava in the crater outside the Titan.

"Did you find it?" Calvin was a little embarrassed, but more of a sense of urgency.

"It's not difficult..." Spier blinked at him, then smiled and said:

"Go... Don't waste more time for me. I guess you must be very busy, I have never seen... the primarch."

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