Chapter 468 Black and Red, the Plot in the Shadows (Fifty-Three) Decisive Battle, the Fifth Confrontation

Chapter 468 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadow (Fifty-three) Decisive Battle, Part Five - Confrontation

"This?" Erebas has not yet found the reason for his failure, and the vision of the demon prince in him is rapidly declining.

His originally ferocious face began to age, and the scales and claws on his body began to lose their luster. The originally majestic power was disintegrating due to the internal collision, and the shackles imposed on Calvin by the staff began to gradually loosen.

Under the effect of the huge magic circle and the massive soul sacrifice, the model he used for soul sublimation was originally perfect.

But because of his greed, he wanted to go further on the road of demon ascension. When a slight loophole appeared, Erebas tried to change this situation several times.

But when his mortal soul faced such a huge force, he suddenly realized that it had already exceeded the limit of his control...

The building is about to collapse, this is Calvin's evaluation of him.

"Fool... there's no hope."

When Calvin got out of the broken shackles and was about to step forward to kill him.

With this sigh, a heavy scepter silently emerged from the shadows and swept across Erebus's neck.

Bang! Erebus's head exploded instantly, and the owner of the scepter slowly walked out of the darkness.

"You see, it's so troublesome. In the endless time, there are always some ambitious guys who try to master the power that does not belong to him.

And as a fair monarch, you have to give them a chance to try.

But it must be said that this kind of person is also the best entertainment for you to kill time, isn't it? My... brother who has never met."

The figure was talking about some inexplicable words, and its figure became more and more obvious in the weak lighting of the cave.

"Who... is that?" Calvin moved his body slowly, and whether it was the "Blessing of Hyperion" that was quietly glowing on his body, or the Imperial Truth that began to float and rotate on his back, it indirectly proved that he attached great importance to this strange visitor.

"Me?" The giant who also had demonic features grabbed the staff left by Erebus out of thin air, and then raised the war hammer that flashed with psychic energy and decomposition, and smiled at Calvin without comment:

"Don't you really know? We come from... no, we once came from the same bloodline, and we also have the same body made of that person's gene fragments.

We can even clearly know each other's existence at the moment of meeting, and which gene of his is the embodiment. And under the influence of this embodiment, what kind of personality, preferences and power should we have.

Do you really not know who I am? Or do you need a confirmation from me?"

"Luo... Jia?" Calvin looked at the giant in front of him who was as tall as him, or even taller, and finally confirmed the information at the instinctive level of his body.

A serious expression finally appeared on his face, and the hammer and lightning claws in his hands began to crackle.

As Lorgar said, an arrogant and ambitious person is not enough to make Calvin really nervous.

Calvin did not use his real strength from beginning to end, but just wanted to see Erebas's trump card during the pursuit.

He did not even really struggle at the moment when he was controlled by the spell, but wanted to learn as many real secrets about Morro from Erebas.

But the situation is different now. A real Primarch, a Primarch who is more powerful after ascending to magic, is a dangerous existence that is enough to threaten his life and overturn the entire battle situation in the Janmora sector.

Calvin needs to take the opponent in front of him seriously and seriously, and the war between the two people has actually started silently since Lorgar emerged from the shadows.

Breath...

Yes, Calvin did not move, but he had collected a wealth of information from Lorgar's breath;

And he also believed that as a Primarch, his skin, heartbeat, eyes and even the way he held his weapon were like a book, silently telling Lorgar, who was also a demigod, the characteristics of his opponent, and even the way he fought and where his weapon came from.

"Are you a little nervous? Is it because it's the first time you see me... No, is it the first time you see us?"

Lorgar walked a semicircle around Calvin, with his shoulder armor facing inward, and his left hand facing Calvin easily made a fancy move.

The heavy star-shaped scepter was operating in a crackling decomposition field, dissolving the air with the smell of ozone, and the fingers of the right hand holding the staff hidden behind him had obscure spell fluctuations.

Calvin's body did not move, but the rhythm of his breathing corresponded to Lorgar's steps in a certain obscure pattern.

His body seemed to be stretched, but there was a subtle adjustment of the center of gravity after every breath.

The pupils of the two occasionally swelled and shrank as they watched the details of each other's bodies displayed from all angles.

"Amazing power. If the good man Vulcan was still alive, he would like your fighting style."

There were also psychic fluctuations on Lorca's body, and at a certain moment, his eyes noticed and pointed out the psychic fluctuations on Calvin's feet.

His seemingly careless words seemed to be just stating facts, but behind these careless words, the models of various spells hidden in them and the attacks that were about to begin were instantly overturned and reconstructed.

"You too..." Calvin squinted his eyes slightly and answered in the same way.

All the details that Lorca had shown before attracted his attention, but whether it was the feint of the scepter or the subtle rhythm of the gait, it failed to make his attention really deviate for half a second.

His brain's data analysis ability, which was far superior to that of ordinary Primarchs, was greedily absorbing the information shown by Lorca through this dangerous and fragile balance, analyzing this valuable information and feeding it back to him in real time.

In just a few minutes, Calvin's defensive aura, which was considered rough at the Primarch level, was rapidly upgraded and iterated through this Primarch-level confrontation.

However, his main consciousness was not affected at all, and he was still paying enough attention to the demon primarch in front of him.

Of course, Lorgar could not know such details, because in his common sense, the ability of each primarch had its limits. In addition to inheriting the man's best trait, they would only show qualities that exceeded the average level of other primarchs in two or three directions.

In Lorgar's eyes, psychic power was Calvin's most obvious trait, and coupled with the power brought by his size and resistance to the warp, it should be his exclusive specialty.

As for other abilities that are outstanding in the eyes of mortals, in the eyes of Lorgar and other primarchs, this should be the innate power of their lives, not worth mentioning.

"You too..." Calvin looked at the slightly flashing inscriptions on Lorgar's shoulders and waist, and mocked Lorgar in the same tone.

"Nikea's statement doesn't seem to be your original intention. At least for now, you seem to have never really cut off the gift of this power?"

"Heh... you learn quickly, you are worthy of being our brother."

Hundreds of subtle temptations finally ended after the dynamic language and static body information were summarized, and Lorgar, as a latecomer, stopped after returning to Calvin's front.

He leaned the scepter in his left hand on the ground, and then placed the staff in his right hand horizontally on it, inviting Calvin to talk with his body posture.

"Brother? But I don't dare to be. When you raided Ultramar, you said the same thing to Guilliman?"

Calvin had no sympathy for the traitors in his heart, and his mouth was even more unforgiving. Because the power of equal dialogue at this moment was not given by others, but the peace gained by the deterrence of his own strength.

The two demigods who now belong to different camps can maintain a short period of peace in such a cramped space, not because they have no hostility towards each other.

On the contrary, this is just the most false and hypocritical face of the two war beasts before they are absolutely sure.

Lorgar's fear of Calvin comes from his power and the vague, unknown fear in his heart.

Calvin's fear of Lorgar comes from his evaluation of Lorgar after he no longer rejects psychic power.

This is his first real meeting with a true Primarch, and also his real confrontation with a fallen Primarch who has clearly betrayed.

Whether it is the malice of fate or the inevitable collision between paths, this person happens to be the one with a very similar position to him among the 18 Primarchs.

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