Chapter 560: Fal's End

"They are the handiwork of the Emperor."

Galvin put away the memories in his eyes and explained to Corax the origin of the Order of Doom.

"Psychic Titan?" Corax was really shocked this time.

He had not seen the true power of this war machine, but judging from Galvin's description of it, it was simply a natural disaster.

And such a powerful legion could actually match Galvin's characteristics in attributes.

He had to sigh at Galvin's luck, and even more at the Emperor's skill.

A Titan legion that was called "Avatar" by the Mechanicus was stripped from their hands, and a complete organization was rebuilt with it as the center.

This kind of thing happened several times in the Empire, and only that man could do it.

"And the Krieg Alliance..." Corax's tone was a bit complicated, but he finally spoke:

"Those kids, I mean... the abusers? They are called that name."

"Yes, they came from the Second Founding, which happened after you left."

"I know..." Corax replied.

"I know and witnessed the initial promulgation of the Holy Code and the establishment of the warband, but... their source?"

"Your legion." Calvin answered affirmatively.

"They are the direct descendants of your legion. If I am not mistaken, they should be the ones you brought back from Isstvan."

"Should?" Corax accepted this fact, but was puzzled by the wording in Calvin's words.

"Yes, the archives of the Second Founding of the Army have been lost, and those veterans have long since died..."

When Calvin said this, his tone inevitably became heavy.

For sentient beings, a long life is not as beautiful as imagined.

At least when this kind of "luck" is limited to individuals, what he faces is only the loneliness after the feelings are tempered by time.

This is Corax's pain, but Calvin cannot escape it.

These "people" are destined to watch those familiar figures gradually fade away in their long lives;

And the dead are gone, and all that is left for them by each sincere relationship is those increasingly heavy memories.

"Heh..."

After a short silence, Corax let out a sigh of relief, and after calming down, he said to Calvin half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Anyway, I owe you a favor for this matter. But..."

"But what?" Calvin didn't care about Corax's thanks, because this was also his duty.

Saving a weak Astartes regiment is something that anyone at his level must do;

And Corax's "but" aroused his interest.

"But, in order to thank you, I also want to tell you a rule. No, it's not a rule, it's just a tacit understanding between 'us'."

"Tacit understanding?"

Calvin savored this word and speculated on the "us" in Corax's mouth.

"Yes, we, we never discuss this kind of thing with each other, at least in most cases."

"Why?" Calvin asked.

"Why? The obvious reason is that we don't need to, nor do we have to, explain our affairs to others. As for the less bright reasons..."

Corax's voice suddenly became low, and the faint, rusty smell made Calvin alert.

"When you and your most trusted brother turn against each other, you will hate yourself, hate yourself for having told him all your weaknesses in person..."

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A moment of chill passed between the man and the shadow, but the two people's thoughts turned in different directions.

Calvin knew what Corax meant. When a battle broke out between two Primarchs, the insignificant details on weekdays would become a fatal flaw in the fierce battle between them.

He could even understand that when these personal emotions were used by the enemy, the confrontation on the spiritual level would be defeated because of this loophole.

This is the combat experience that only exists between Primarchs, and it is also the flaw of these monsters who have the essence of the subspace that is not human, but think they are human.

Calvin is different from them. On the road to power, he is far from being like those Emperor's children who have already possessed the characteristics of the Warp since birth.

His advantage is that he has completed the tempering of his soul early on, but has not been able to master his own power.

His disadvantage is that his absolute power is far inferior to those who have the essence of the Warp and further master it.

This is a road, but Calvin's starting point is exactly the opposite of theirs.

The former Primarchs were monsters with human minds who had boundless power since their birth and could complete the growth of ordinary people in decades in a few days.

And now Calvin is a giant with a real human soul, but he has been tempered by the soul from the beginning, and then grows step by step.

Power or reason, the exchange of these two brings two completely different growth paths.

As a second-generation product, Calvin's path is probably the result of the Emperor learning enough lessons...

He is no longer seeking quick success;

He has begun to be patient...

Calvin felt inexplicably relieved, but also felt sorry for Corax and the others.

But he also saw the weakness he had always ignored on this path, that is, the growth of his power could not keep up with his needs. Before facing Mortarion, he had never felt his weakness so truly.

It's time to think about how to become stronger... Calvin squinted his eyes. The noise among the people gathered in front of the sand table had passed, and they were looking at the silent Primarch behind them.

Turning his thoughts to reality, Calvin also made up his mind to accumulate strength, and walked towards the crowd waiting for him with a smile.

In front of the circular metal base with a diameter of tens of meters, representatives from various forces retreated to both sides.

Calvin walked to the middle position, and then after looking around, he said to the star map in front of him:

"Time is running out, and the enemy will not wait for us. In order to restore peace here as soon as possible, let's start quickly."

"Your will." Everyone agreed.

"Father Fermat." Calvin sorted out his thoughts, and then decided to give the importance of the strategic rear the highest priority.

The status of the Gothic Sector is currently unclear, and the fleet of Chaos has obviously just arrived.

There are other reasons for the information isolation there. In the face of external enemies and the fact that he cannot get effective intelligence support, cautious and careful steps have become his only choice.

"I'm here." The voice of the mechanical priest was obviously more sincere after seeing the imperial political commissar.

"Have you sent the information here to Lucius?"

"Not yet." Fermat bowed slightly and explained to the Primarch:

"The intelligence is still being sorted out, and the astropath also needs more time to communicate with the ether."

"Then don't wait." After listening to Fermat's explanation, Calvin said to him directly:

"Lucius's safety is the basic guarantee for whether we can advance deeper into the Gothic Sector next.

We must notify them first to guard against possible attacks!"

After saying this, Calvin thought about it for a while.

As the top forging world in the entire empire, Lucius's defense strength is unquestionable.

But the Astartes, especially the Astartes warriors in the legion state, are best at tearing a possibility out of the impossible.

And if their scale reaches the level of the Black Legion, then they will definitely teach Lucius a lesson without intention.

"We must strengthen the defense of Lucius." Calvin quickly made up his mind, and then said to the representative of the Inquisition behind him in front of Fermat:

"Can we coordinate and issue a conscription mission in Lucius in the name of the Holy Hammer Order and the Anti-foreign Order, so that the surrounding Astartes warbands can gather there as soon as possible!"

"Your will!" The Inquisitor bowed slightly, then turned and left.

And looking at the figure of the Inquisitor going away, Fermat also bowed deeply to the Primarch again after recovering.

"Thank you..."

"No, thank you." Calvin interrupted Fermat and walked to another corner of the sand table.

The star map there was quickly enlarged at his signal, and it was the Farr galaxy where everyone was.

Calvin waited for a while until everyone's eyes followed.

He pointed to the center of the Farr Galaxy, the planet representing the agricultural world, and said to Fermat:

"I want your mechanical ark to reshape the gravitational environment here as much as possible.

After thoroughly cleaning up the pollution here, turn this place into a transit station to the Gothic Star Zone."

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