Chapter 483 The Elephant in the Room Resurrects

Chapter 483 The Elephant in the Room - Resurgence

Constantine finally accepted Calvin's proposal and joined another organization in his legion that was parallel to the Grey Knights headquarters - the War Council.

The sublimation ceremony was urgent, but the location was chosen on the Silver Dawn because of Calvin.

In order to adapt to the combat style of the legion, and even more to adapt to some special requirements of the Primarch.

The Silver Dawn, the oldest and most powerful creation of Jupiter - the last of the Queen of Glory-class battleships, has been changing its internal structure since it was officially unsealed and joined the Grey Knights' combat sequence.

The Silver Hall, the luxurious building on the upper level of the Queen of Glory, second only to the public area "Titan's Glory" auditorium, is dedicated to the Primarch's personal etiquette and diplomatic needs.

It consists of nearly a thousand rooms of different sizes, which not only connects the Primarch's own residence in the rear, but also connects with the dormitory area of ​​the left and right wings of the Honor Guard, as well as the work area of ​​the War Council.

As the name suggests, this huge space temple is designed and built with silver as the main tone.

The main body of the whole temple takes into account the styles of Terra and Titan. The sculptures and patterns made of expensive materials decorate the temple with splendor and magnificence. In addition, the coldness that belongs to Titan is reflected in every detail of the whole space.

In addition to the functions of ceremony and court meeting that are exposed on the surface to adapt to the imperial environment and other traditions of the Asterta Chapter;

It obviously also has some secret functions that belong to the Grey Knights and the War Council because of the special nature of Galvin as the Primarch of the Grey Knights and the Supreme Leader of the War Council.

Behind the throne at the core of the temple, a wall as high as 100 meters stands behind it. The legion emblem composed of holy books and swords is huge, surrounded by countless reliefs.

Two huge wings spread out from the legion emblem to both sides, and if you are careful enough, you can clearly see the details of the two wings, which are composed of countless sword blades symbolizing the Grey Knights and gears and bolts symbolizing the War Council.

The luster of the entire wall is in harmony with the color of the surrounding columns and sculptures, but only the members of the legion know that this high wall and the throne under the high wall are composed of the mysterious psychic liquid metal.

Constantine's sublimation ceremony was held here, and in the center of the hall below the throne, his body was slowly sinking under the gaze of Calvin.

In the lower level of the Silver Hall, a lake similar to the one Calvin saw on the space wreck was drowning Constantine's body.

And his consciousness, after being transformed and taken over by these metals, began to flow into the Iron Temple in the Legion's will.

On the edge of the Silver Lake in the lower hall, under the gaze of several Grey Knights, a huge life support capsule was being synchronously sunk into the lake.

Suspended in the nutrient solution inside the life support capsule is a face that looks very similar to Constantine. It comes from a young body that was cloned and cultivated by the Krieg Industrial Alliance based on Constantine's genetic sample.

Consciousness... Consciousness is silent. After parting with Calvin, Constantine's sight has already converged inward under the surge of the Silver Lake.

The replaced mechanical prostheses and organs on his body lost their functions under the corrosion of liquid metal, and fell off and went offline one by one in his system.

The servos in his brain that assist thinking and calculation are returning to silence, and the sound of electricity that was thought to accompany him until the end of his life is gradually disappearing from his senses.

Silence is his only feeling now, and such an experience is infinitely close to the death mentioned by Calvin.

The consciousness that is used to feel the world through electricity and code has become extremely clear at this moment;

And the memory that has obviously lost its data storage function, but still surges up from nowhere, makes this priest who insists on "flesh and blood are weak, and machinery is eternal" clearly feel the existence of the soul for the first time.

Oh, the cold and sticky feeling, that was when he was just discharged from the pipe of the culture tank and gained the first ray of consciousness;

Oh, the severe pain and numbness, that was the first time he denied the potential of the human body itself and implanted a servo chip in his brain...

From the memory of a lonely and cold boy studying in the dark nights under the dim lights and then standing out from countless peers;

From the memory of a red-robed, silent walking, shuttling through the underground corridors of the Omen Order that never see the sun, gradually becoming as cold as the surrounding steel...

Tired? Of course.

Day after day of studying, working, praying, and sleeping, this boring day can hardly be called life, it can only be called living.

He also questioned himself whether everyone was like this in some moments when he was exhausted and about to fall into sleep.

Tired? I dare not.

The peers around him are becoming increasingly scarce as time goes by.

The cold screening mechanism of the Omen Order is everywhere, and it seems that it will last forever.

Living is his initial obsession;

Living is also his core motivation after he finally passed the screening.

The belief in the Emperor and humanity had been instilled countless times before he was separated from the artificial amniotic fluid, and this belief was repeated countless times in his life after he was born.

So, should we make changes? The question suddenly appeared in Constantine's mind.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity appeared in front of him. As long as he nodded gently, he could end his mediocre and miserable life.

But would he agree? The rejected fantasy was shattered in front of Constantine, and in front of him were countless questions left for him after countless self-doubts in his life...

Wow...

The calm lake began to churn again, and Constantine, who had answered all his doubts, had successfully returned from the sublimated soul temple.

The silver lake water spontaneously gathered around his consciousness and began to solidify. The winding metal wires connected the life support cabin, and while opening the latter, it also poured into the interior of this body.

Constantine was recovering, and his body was also changing synchronously. The psychic liquid metal was replacing the fragile bones in his body and building an information transmission channel similar to the ganglion in his body.

In the silver lake, the water was surging against gravity in the violent tumbling, and in the center of the water, Constantine's body was being lifted up.

Boom!

The first heartbeat made Constantine regain the feeling of life. He opened his silver eyes and looked at Calvin across the air.

At this time, the mechanical priest was no longer the bloated steel thing that had just fallen silent, and the new body strengthened by the system was no less than a superhuman existence like an ordinary Asterta.

"Back?" Calvin nodded with satisfaction.

"Back..." Constantine slowly stood up, and then said to Calvin as if he suddenly thought of something:

"Oh, should I change my name, my Lord?"

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