Chapter 66 Wailing and Anger

On the platform at the end of the ladder, the Grey Knights who had adjusted their weapons looked at Calvin at the door, waiting for his order.

After confirming everyone's status, Calvin reached out to the handle on the door panel. He was ready to be the first to go in and exchange space and time for his comrades behind him to enter safely.

Gavins pressed his shoulders and signaled with his eyes that he wanted to go in first. But Calvin shook his head and rejected Gavins' idea.

In this case, choosing to be the first to enter the dangerous area and the first to enter the possible enemy's firepower range is not only a risk and responsibility, but also a "privilege" and "honor" as the supreme commander.

At any time and in any situation, as long as Calvin is still the highest person in charge of this unit, as long as he is still alive, this "privilege" will never be allowed to be transferred.

After feeling Calvin's clear will, Gavins took a step back to show his respect for Calvin's will, and the Grey Knights around him had no objection to this.

Calvin did not stay any longer. He pulled open the hatch and rushed in. The raised right arm protected his head and face, and the sword in his left hand was held straight to prepare for attacks from any direction.

The champion terminators behind him followed his steps as soon as he entered the cabin, and quickly spread out to both sides at the cabin door to prepare for any eventuality.

But the scene in front of them made them not know how to describe it. They put down their weapons and looked at the "people" at the position where the strong signal response was originally marked by the life detector.

Yes, twelve people, or the people they are familiar with - Astartes warriors.

The warning bright yellow and black paint like a poisonous bee, the double-headed eagle and the skull relief symbolizing human purity are decorated on the chest armor, and the standard Empire-made Mark V power armor and Mark VI are mixed in the team of twelve people.

At this time, these Astartes, who also represent one of the most powerful forces in the Empire's armed sequence, stood quietly by the wall of the cabin, their lowered heads and no longer rising and falling chests made them look like they were asleep.

"Malicious Warriors!" The Interceptor Squad Arbitrator, who entered the cabin later, raised his head and saw the scene in front of him for the first time, and exclaimed the names of these Astartes.

But the other party seemed to be asleep, indifferent to the voice of the Arbitrator, and did not react at all.

But as we all know, Astartes hardly need sleep! Not to mention in wartime?

Even if they are knocked unconscious, the life detection and maintenance system in the power armor will immediately inject stimulants into the unconscious Astartes to activate and wake them up!

There is only one way to silence these angels who transcend mortals forever-death!

But there are indeed twelve life signals active in the room!

The Grey Knights realized the danger instantly, they opened their eyes wide, and the adrenaline in their bodies soared to an unprecedented degree.

Twenty storm bolt guns swept in the direction where the danger might appear!

"Under the feet! No! Everywhere!" Calvin's psychic power was the first to feel the abnormality.

In his psychic vision, behind these malicious warriors standing against the wall, something is waking up quickly from hibernation.

The opponent's energy intensity is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In his eyes, the opponent's color is changing rapidly from a gray and almost invisible color to a fiery red.

And more unknown things are coming quickly from the other five directions other than the entrance they entered in Calvin's psychic vision!

"Back off! Back off! Exit this space!" The Terminators can understand what he sees and thinks without him using words, but the Interceptor Squad can't!

And at this critical moment, it is precisely necessary to let these relatively fragile Interceptor brothers retreat first!

The champion swordsmen must stand firm for these Interceptor brothers before they can retreat!

Calvin shouted loudly for the Interceptors to retreat, and the Arbitrators were also very experienced. They knew that they were a burden to Calvin and others at this time.

When retreating quickly, the Arbitrators did not forget to leave enough space for the Terminators who would withdraw later.

And they have begun to pour firepower on one side of the cabin, trying to pass through these walls to block and delay the unknown existence as much as possible.

"Retreat! Retreat! You too!" Calvin's will was conveyed to all the Terminators through the thought channel.

And the latter also began to tacitly and orderly shrink from both sides to the middle after the last interceptor withdrew, and tacitly withdrew while ensuring effective fire interception.

But it was too late.

Calvin watched the "malicious warriors" leaning against the wall fall one by one, and what was exposed behind them was not the steel wall that was supposed to exist there.

Something that was more like a tentacle than a tree root was slowly crawling out of the gap in the power backpacks behind these Astartes.

Their slender and soft torsos had sticky flax and white skin, and countless eyes like fine mosaics covered the entire tentacle and its branches.

These eyes seemed to feel Calvin's gaze. After they left the power armor, they opened their eyes and looked at Calvin in front of them. A huge, complex, chaotic, impure and noisy psychic energy similar to a consciousness aggregate rushed towards Calvin.

This psychic energy fluctuation is more of an inspiration than an attack.

It was as if countless different souls existed in it and merged into a whole. They shouted to Calvin with the deepest and most instinctive desire from their souls:

"Be one with me! Bear our sins! Be one with me! Welcome the arrival of this end!"

The powerful, complex and chaotic soul fluctuations made the Grey Knights on the other side of the wall feel the pain. This virus-like pollution from countless consciousness aggregates put the will of the Grey Knights under severe tests.

They knelt on one knee under this attack and prayed to the Emperor to strengthen their will.

And Calvin, who was the first to bear the brunt, was not under as much pressure as everyone imagined.

His will was originally firm and different from that of ordinary people after being sublimated. It can even be said that his soul, from a structural point of view, is composed of a group of self-identities with the same origin and purer.

This attack method of consciousness collection may be effective for others, but for Calvin, this unconventional psychic attack is only a simple pressure of power.

But he still shed tears, and his tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

It was not that he could not bear the pollution of the other party, but that he was just another consciousness collection. After feeling the fluctuation of this psychic energy, he immediately realized the true pathetic of these seemingly terrifying souls.

They no longer have a self, and what is now violent in front of Calvin is just a bubble of their past existence.

The real them had already been devoured and assimilated as soon as they were killed.

After eating their soul essence, the demon deliberately left the echo of their last shouts and wails in their lives, and took pleasure in it.

What a suffering this is! What a blasphemy this is!

Galvin had never been so angry. He clenched the sword in his hand and walked towards the aftermath of these sins step by step.

As a warrior, an Astartes, a Grey Knight, and a Primarch of the Grey Knights.

All he had to do was to purify the sins in front of him and give these pitiful souls a complete liberation of their last legacy!

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