Chapter 76 Meeting
Calvin finally met Lord Hailan, the Imperial Governor, who had only been heard but not seen.
Not long after they continued to go deeper into the "palace" of this nest city, Calvin saw him at the gate leading to the core hall.
Or "it" is also fine.
Hailan now has completely lost the slightest human characteristics.
Even if he sat by the door and slept soundly, his huge body was estimated to be more than 5 meters tall.
The dark green skin and the brown antlers on his head were the only two colors on his body.
The bloated body was more like a rockery made of fat than a person.
Compared with its fat body, its small head and short lower limbs looked funny.
It was sleeping soundly on the huge marble pillar of the palace gate like a lonely child.
Holding the bent and deformed copper lamppost in his arms, and the bird's nest on the right antler on his head was full of strange and weird things, making the whole scene look weird and funny.
But Calvin couldn't laugh, and neither could his comrades.
In Calvin's demonology, this form of Hailan was no different from the Chaos Champion "Great Unclean One" that the Lord of Corruption favored the most and dominated the disease.
The only thing that could prove that Hailan had not yet ascended to a demon was that it had not yet grown to more than ten meters tall and that it had the power to spread disease and death on a large scale just by walking.
"We are late after all." Calvin thought to himself.
No matter how bad the scenes and details described in the voice in the file were, Calvin still had a glimmer of hope to save Hailan, the five good young men of the Empire who were forced to this point step by step by fate.
But when such Hailan appeared in front of him, he could only helplessly face the reality.
The former Hailan could not come back; now in front of them was only a believer of the Lord of Corruption wearing the cloak of Hailan's soul.
The Grey Knights could not suppress the sound of their footsteps.
The movement of the crowd had awakened the sleeping Hailan from a distance.
He took a deep breath, and stretched his two fat arms outward with great effort.
The copper pillar on his shoulder slid to the side with his movement, so he hurriedly stopped his half-stretched hands and hugged the copper pillar.
Then, he looked up at Calvin and his group.
"Cans again? Ah, gray..." He muttered in his mouth, and then he was frightened by the second half of his sentence.
He didn't know what the group of Astartes in front of him meant.
It was just that the observation results under the instinctive psychic vision when he just woke up were too horrifying.
The twenty-one Astartes walking towards him were all psychics!
What the hell! Since when did the think tank become so rampant?
When he was still in the Astra Militarum, there was not necessarily a think tank in a company of the Astartes regiments that could occasionally cooperate!
It touched its chest, and a newly healed scar was there.
This was a great gift given to it by the think tank in the yellow can before his death. It can still clearly remember how terrible that pale psychic lightning was.
"I will die." After just killing an Astartes, when he rushed to the think tank and saw the lightning in the other's hand, Hailan knew clearly what the result would be if the lightning hit him.
After all, it has not yet ascended to the devil and has not reached a complete contract with the subspace.
If it dies this time, it will really die, the kind of death.
Fortunately, it still has the blessing of the loving father. One of the only two remaining blessings spontaneously blocked this fatal attack for Hailan.
It also took advantage of the moment when the other party was stunned and crushed the other party's head with the lamppost in its hand...
But what kind of war group is this in front of it?
Even if it is an Astartes, it should be reasonable, right?
Why is it that everyone has a psychic master?
Is there still justice?
Is there still law?
Can it run? It is probably difficult.
From his psychic vision, the group of people in front of him, each of whom is a psychic, has made him want to avoid their sharp edge first.
And Calvin, the tallest among them, has nothing to do with the humanoid creature in front of him in Hailan's vision.
What is a silver cold sun?
Just looking at the light it emits makes Hailan feel painful.
The power it relies on for survival is like a snowman in the early spring sunshine under the irradiation of such cold light, irresistible and nowhere to escape, and can only wait for the moment of melting.
And the reality is the same.
As Calvin pushed aside the crowd and walked forward alone, the green fungal blanket under Hailan's feet, which was originally relying on its power to proliferate and spread vigorously, seemed to be a culture medium inactivated by nitrogen in the laboratory. Under the psychic fluctuations emitted unconsciously by Calvin, they were corrected to the original inorganic gray and then withered and died.
"Is it going to die? That's good, anyway, I have avenged my revenge..." Hailan thought so.
Then it suddenly thought of something that made it regain its desire to survive. It shrank its body behind the pillars of the palace gate and shouted loudly to Calvin and others:
"You can't kill me! I can't die!"
Calvin and others stopped when they heard the voice.
To be honest, when the demons met this group of people, some ran away at the first moment, some resisted at the first moment, and some even started to talk back at the first moment and finally resisted.
This is very common, but this is the first time I have seen a demon who neither ran away nor resisted, and tried to reason with them...
Calvin did not have so much combat experience. He just felt from the information he got along the way that the empire owed this guy in front of him anyway, even if it was just a remnant of that person in a certain sense, but Calvin was still willing to let it finish its last words before dying.
Calvin raised the screen on his left arm and gestured to it: "Say your last words. If you want to say that you are wronged, I have already learned from these documents. I will seek justice for you after I finish here, but for the safety of more imperial citizens, I can only ask you to go on your way now."
"Go on your way? Die?" It seemed to be stimulated by something.
Hai Lan walked out from behind the column in front of him.
"I can die, my revenge has been avenged. I also know my current state, I must die."
It threw away the lamppost in its hand to show that it was harmless, then turned around and walked towards the interior of the palace.
"But before I die, I need to show you something."
He walked and waved to the Grey Knights:
"Come on, hurry up. While I am still conscious."
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