Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 626 Response

"Me...? My ideals... and beliefs?"

In the struggle of consciousness, Mortarion hesitated rarely, and his memories flickered like a revolving lantern.

From Barbarus's solitary battle to the majestic Terra Imperial Palace, hundreds of Dusk Raiders pledged allegiance to him in the presence of the Emperor and Horus. Under the leadership of that man, humanity finally regained its glory and marched towards the center of the galaxy, picking up the territory lost among the stars again...

The steel, which was made up of planets, was forged into a mountain range of steel that was equal to miracles, in the unanimous praise of countless wills; and it was these warships that were accumulated and finally gathered on the star ring of Mars, and then were incorporated into his command in the most magnificent manner...

war!

But it was different from now! That was a glorious war!

  That was a time when mankind still had hope! Even the ugliest wars were endowed with a romantic and idealistic arc in that era!

But... even this little bit of memory disappeared in an instant. No, not disappeared!

Instead, it was destroyed by the indescribable torrents of billions from the subspace, the twisted desires that encompassed endless lives, and the greatest malice of the ancient universe towards life!

  That collection of concepts that cannot be named, defined, understood, or even felt gathered in Mortarion's consciousness, and then distorted his cognition with irresistible force, starting from the most basic sense of life to the world, depriving, disintegrating, and tampering with his will layer by layer!

Those precious memories! Those cherished feelings! Those ideals and beliefs that I was once proud of! In the end, they were all corroded and destroyed, and the billions of creatures in the endless darkness of the subspace howled in the same voice:

Nago! Nago! Nago!

  Swish!

Mortarion's soul was still floating in the Supreme Heaven, and the silver flame that was burning fiercely with his thoughts as fuel was fluctuating around his soul, but it was being annihilated by the endless force of distortion!

It was visible to the naked eye that the power of the withered giant on the throne at the top of the Endurance was fluctuating in reality like a substance!

Defined by the rules of the real universe, it presents a dark green light, which penetrates all obstacles in front of it like a lighthouse from the eyes of the Lord of the Corpses, and falls above the sky of Pesma!

"That...is no longer important!"

  The demon primarch's mumblings echoed in Calvin's ears, and the war in his consciousness was stirred up again!

The thoughts from the Lord of Corruption far surpassed the definition of human civilization and were as unstoppable as a flood from the sky, pouring down on the giant composed of silver halo in every possible way!

  And in the realm that humans cannot hear, amid the roar produced by the fierce collision of countless thoughts, their target is extremely clear - directly pointing to the golden ray in the center of the giant's heart!

"Good and evil...does it have any meaning in the face of time?"

  Mortarion questioned Calvin, and the fluctuations of thought in the collision of consciousness showed the latter the short history of human civilization:

Your definition of good and evil has never been fixed from the beginning. Could it be that the virtues of the slave age are also prevalent in the industrial age?

"Ideals... do they have any meaning in the face of fate?" Mortarion's attack came again:

The Eldar rose after the War in Heaven and fell after dominating the galaxy. Countless heroes and wise men experienced ups and downs in the fate of their race, but in the end, they were unable to reverse their fate.

Humanity has gone from the brief peak of the Golden Age to the rapid decline of the Dark Ages. From a spark in the primitive age to the footsteps of the immortals covering every inch of the earth, there is still no hope of escaping the cycle of race...

  It is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false in the vast amount of information, but it is mixed with good and bad. The power of corruption and the Lord of Life is contrary to its normal state and is constantly colliding with the power of order!

Calvin, or Jiang Wen, knew that this was not only a collision of power, but also a confrontation of ideas. Even a second of hesitation or wavering would lead to the collapse of his entire soul!

debate……

confrontation……

bear……

  And...rescue!

Countless breathtaking moments in the realm of consciousness eventually dragged out a full second of time in the real world!

After Calvin opened his eyes and glanced at the silver light still spreading below the mountain, he finally responded to the sky after a long silence:

"fart!"

He responded to Mortarion, and while bearing the heavy burden, he turned his head backwards with difficulty; the essence of his soul was driven by consciousness, and his will merged with the will of the Legion again at this moment!

All the Grey Knights received the call from the Father of Genes at this moment!

  All the sons of Calvin were instantly infused with a vast amount of information, and experienced the entire debate between Calvin and Mortarion in an instant, and they understood their mission at the moment!

diffusion!

Spread the will of their genetic father!

Unite!

Unite all human souls here!

  So in the next second, hundreds and thousands of silver spots of light tore through the barrier of the subspace and appeared beside them, to the astonishment of the mortals in the entire Thirty-Five War Zones!

It was the spread of these silver light spots that, the moment they spread throughout the entire war zone, once again caused the already spreading high-speed halo centered on Calvin to spread exponentially!

  boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The psychic hands holding up the Iron Mountains are becoming more solid, and the body of the silver giant in the subspace is becoming more majestic!

Reflected in reality, the silver halo observed from Pesma's orbit looked like a point of light, which turned into a circle of light visible to the naked eye in an instant.

  And the natural disaster that should have destroyed the entire ecology of Pesma finally let out an unwilling groan after slowly slowing down!

"Hey……"

Mortarion savored the battle just now and looked at the ground under his feet with a little excitement. His dry voice passed through the long space and appeared in Calvin's ears:

"You won, but... this is just the beginning!"

"Impact...ready!" Calvin roared, releasing the burden in his hand towards the final target. Even if the greatest damage had been avoided, the mass of a battleship was still enough to cause a small-scale earthquake.

  He had no intention of thinking about Mortarion's provocation, because the rain of fire that covered the entire sky had already shown everyone what they would face next!

Legion! Legiones Astartes!

Ten thousand years after the Great Crusade led by the Emperor himself, the land of Gothic finally welcomed a complete Astartes Legion again!

  +ka…ci…toi! +

Calvin used up his last bit of strength to summon a shield. The next second, dust, sand, gravel... even the rocks under their feet, all deformed like liquid. The mountains and the earth in the distance also collapsed and disintegrated in this instant...

The earth-shattering outside the shield and the silence inside seemed eternal at this moment, and the Astartes and Grey Knights around them had fallen into coma.

Ten thousand meters above the sky, Mortarion was standing quietly under the highest porthole of the Endurance. In the hall behind him, there were 27 death shrouds wearing heavy armor.

Behind these giants, a long black shadow streaked across the ceiling. The mumbling heretic mechanical priest's body streaked across the darkness, a full five meters long...

"It's time, it's time to end this farce..."

Gently stroking his neck, Mortarion carefully felt the phantom pain there. He stood up and swung the Scythe of Annihilation, while behind him was a rain of fire.