Chapter 565: Destroying the Legacy of the Ghost Draconian

Far——a world that is still lifeless under the light of stars.

After the power of Nurgle raged, only corruption and withering were left on this land; the dim yellow cloud belt and the dead black scar became the only harvest from the perspective of looking down from orbit.

Calvin stood on the edge of the deck where the fighter took off and landed, and one step forward was the periphery of the artificial gravity field;

In the vision that switched to the spiritual vision, the yellow bright spots on the ground were flashing shockingly.

That was pollution, and it was also the scar left by Nurgle to this world.

These places occupied by the corrupt power of the plague were exactly the purpose of Calvin's trip.

Because with their tenacious vitality, even the mechanical ark that changed the world could not kill them in the change of environment.

If the snake is not killed, it will leave troubles.

Calvin's cheek slightly tilted, and the eyes of the Templar Knights in the Honor Guard beside him met his;

The meaning of the Primarch's gaze was self-evident, and the high-ranking members of the Grey Knights also nodded slightly, and then led their respective teams behind them to the teleportation array behind them.

At the same time, at the end of the sky of Farr, silver fighters were tearing through the cloud bands in front of them, passing through the smoky land at a high speed.

When the light of the stars occasionally passed through the emblems on their bodies, these fighters threw long metal rods with the emblem of the Book Sword to the ground as they whizzed past.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four teleportation beacons in a group attracted the aimless zombies in the distance with the dull sound of being inserted into the ground.

In the next second, these long metal rods glowed and heated in the eyes of the zombies, and then after a moment of dazzling light, they tore open the curtain between the subspace and reality...

"Roar!"

A figure as tall as a hill rushed out of the thick fog. It was a Chaos Egg covered with pus and maggots, attacking with the instinct of hatred for the living.

The twisted tentacles as thick as thighs were full of mucus and were waved by a body weighing nearly a ton. The turbid roar stirred in the air, and together with its heavy footsteps, it shocked any creature that witnessed this scene.

The silver-armored giants who walked out of the lightning and thunder ignored the huge momentum, and calmly stood back to back in a circle with their halberds in both hands.

"The Titan has ordered!" The leading giant stepped forward, and the halberd held horizontally in both hands shook slightly.

The incandescent light shone from the silver Crusader helmet eyepiece, and the same thunder flowed on the blue blade of the Valkyrie halberd!

The muddy ground was trampled by steel boots. The giants who had turned from static to dynamic in the next instant burst head-on to the huge Chaos Egg, and then swung their halberds to chop it down!

Hiss!

The halberds wrapped in lightning were unstoppable, splitting the huge meat mountain in two.

The half-kneeling grey knight slowly stood up, and then said the second half of the command to his comrades who were holding halberds behind him:

"Kill the monsters!"

Boom... In response to him, the four giants stepped in unison.

The figures in the thick fog were looming, and the faint and distorted howling echoed in the mountains and forests.

The grey-armored giants were not afraid, and they were dispersing, slowly marching forward in a line with the edge of their vision as intervals.

Similar scenes were staged simultaneously in all parts of the continent of Farr. Thousands of Grey Knights were walking out of the same teleportation beacon, and then using their thunder power to completely eliminate the remnants of Nurgle here.

And Calvin himself stood on the warship in the orbit until the Silver Dawn arrived above the hive city of Zerita.

This is the starting point of all Chaos pollution and the core area of ​​the two sacrifices to the evil god.

Calvin's eyes were pointed to the lower level of the hive city. The power of Chaos Fel Energy was emitting a dazzling halo there.

And if he guessed correctly, this was the nest of the Chaos Wizard who dominated the entire sacrifice ceremony.

The sea breeze from the port was circling over Zerita, and this trade wind that should have brought rain and life was now echoing the sorrow of countless souls.

"Ascended to a demon?"

Calvin's eyes were withdrawn from the face of the man that was looming in the trade wind.

The vision that could interfere with the weather represents the birth of a demon blessed by the evil god.

The breath of the demon prince led the already polluted hive to a more corrupt end.

At this moment, it seemed to feel Calvin's gaze, and the corrupt and blasphemous power was shrinking and lurking deeper into the hive.

"... After all, it is a discarded child." Calvin took a halberd of the goddess of vengeance from the hand of the gray knight beside him.

He poured power into the weapon, and then threw it to the ground with all his strength according to his perception.

The halberd wrapped in thunder drew a dazzling silver line between the track and the atmosphere;

And with the unscientific gravity acceleration brought by psychic energy, this silver light was pulling a series of terrifying sonic booms above Zerita.

Boom!

Next to the rail train station on the edge of the hive city, a group of corrupt zombies were instantly purified by the thunder that fell from the sky.

In the corner of the station not far away, a seemingly thin child was trembling because of the huge sound in front of him.

The silver light faded, and a huge hand appeared out of thin air, pulling up the halberd that had penetrated several floors of the building and was deeply embedded in the ground.

Calvin, who was following the halberd, looked indifferently at the demon prince disguised as a human child in front of him, and confronted it from a distance in the empty station hall.

"Is an existence like me worthy of your personal action..."

The young child realized the failure of disguise the moment he saw Calvin, and the omen of death made him simply walk out of the hiding corner.

An old and hoarse voice came from under the seemingly young face.

Calvin didn't react at all. He just weighed the short spear-like halberd in his hand, and then suddenly threw it towards the open space aside!

boom!

Amidst the explosions that tore through the air, the Heavenly Punishment Arms finally could not withstand the mighty power of the original body. In a crackling sound of electricity, it twisted and melted into one with the steel of the rail train.

Under the strong light at the moment when the halberd passed by, a shadow was forced to appear in the transparent air, and it was retreating in an embarrassed manner;

But the demon in front of Calvin had already quietly dissipated in silence.

"you!"

The demon prince let out an angry and frightened roar, but before it could completely reveal its ugly true form, the light and sharp imperial truth turned into a ray of silver light, flashing past the center of its forehead...

This is the new form that Imperial Truth took on in the hands of Calvin after it devoured Draconion.

The essence of this form is the improvement in the carrying capacity of Calvin's will after obtaining the second seed of the "Seven Deadly Sins".

As a result of its re-upgrade and return to the battlefield, this demon prince belonging to Nurgle had no choice but to die in this humiliating background...

Well, even though he was only promoted to the most unworthy mortal, he was still a demon prince after all, wasn't he?

Calvin stood silently, feeling the soul benefits brought to him by all the demons on this planet who were strangled by the Gray Knights when they died.

And deep in his soul, the scene of Draconion being "killed" on a mystical level was slowly reappearing...

Deep in the soul, Draconion's core concept is no longer struggling, and the sword in the hand of the faceless angel has been inserted into the deepest part.

The concept of "murder" has been completely defeated by order, and the corresponding authority and power are no longer resisting and are on the verge of being dismembered.

The fine silver light meanders like cracks in crystal glass, radiating orderly silver light from the inside out;

The black-red concept itself is disintegrating all the time, allowing countless tiny conceptual fragments to escape and linger around it like smoke...

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Salazar Slytherin was resurrected a thousand years after his burial.

After waking up, he was shocked to find:

At that time, families who were keen on marrying Muggles or simply being Muggle-born claimed to be pure-blood families.

The madman who appeared out of nowhere and pretended to be his descendant became the dark lord that people talked about.

While all kinds of magic spells have become fancy, the bodies of wizards are extremely weak.

Slytherin: Voldemort, I think you're a bit extreme - and, how come I didn't know I built a secret chamber in the castle? You're not talking about my exclusive classroom, are you? !