Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 161
"Is it the palace?"

Nicholas was caught in his own memories, apparently there were too many things to remember in this place that occupied most of his life.

Whether it is participating in the selection with the twin brothers when they left home when they were young, or the difficult way to find themselves in the royal family.

Whether it's the cold wind and the lonely bonfire in the blood game on the plateau, or the guards outside the Tower of Hegemony year after year.

Compared with the life after becoming the Emperor's Hand, the memories of life in a young noble family seem so frivolous.

Let Nicholas have an unreal feeling every time he recalls, except for his brother...

But brother?He also forgot what he looked like, and he didn't even remember his name.

Whenever the ribbon-like continuous memory touches this place, the sharp cut on it is like someone cutting it abruptly with a sword, which makes him feel unceasingly painful.

Is a crippled soul like him worthy of wearing this sacred golden armor?

He asked Trajan, his superior and the commander of the imperial army who first confirmed his qualifications, more than once.

And the latter's answer always puzzled him:

"The power you contain is something I never knew. Since the Emperor has chosen you, please trust the Emperor when you don't believe in yourself."

When the answer to a question is too simple, it may also mean the pain of the answering process.

Nicholas led the team through the palace more than once, and when he saw the palace that really belonged to the owner here, he also thought:
If one day he was lucky enough to be on duty in that hall, would he not be able to resist presumptuously asking that person the meaning of his existence?
There is no answer to this question for the time being, and now that he is getting farther and farther away from that palace, it is even more impossible to talk about it.

"What are you thinking about?"

Calvin's voice seemed to travel through time, pulling him away from his memories.

"I'm trying to organize my thoughts to describe to you the splendor and greatness there."

Nicholas lowered his head and missed Calvin's sight, answering his question.

His expression could not be seen under the gilded helmet, but the atmosphere in the air let Calvin know that he had touched some memories of the envoy of the royal court.

He didn't have any intention of chasing after him, so he didn't continue the topic.

Talking to the Custodian was not so much a curiosity as an inquiry into their existence.

Determine your attitude toward them by inquiring about their role in the many pivotal moments of the Imperium's fortunes since 8000 years ago.

It's a pity that these closest blood relatives are very well hidden. Among the many materials in the imperial historiography, Calvin can only get a glimpse of them through occasional words.

"What do you think of this pollution?"

The hidden inquiries in daily communication were fruitless, and Calvin decided to change the subject and turn their attention to the matter at hand.

"It's hard to ascertain the meaning, it's more of an accident than a conspiracy."

Nicholas replied after a short thought.

This is also Calvin's idea, because he really can't understand the strategic value of the pollution of Necromonda.

But if it is regarded as an accident, it can be explained.

After all, if there was no accident this time, the ship carrying the disease and pollution should have just left the Eye of the Luna at this time and reached the moon above Terra. That is the truly terrifying future.

But can this disease alone really cause any traumatic blows to Terra?
Calvin is not very optimistic, so this should be only a part of countless conspiracies against the empire, and other plans and infiltrations should still be hidden in the dark.

Calvin has already reached a similar conclusion within the Gray Knights, and the warning to Terra has also been solemnly raised in the direction of the mother planet Titan.

All that Calvin can do here has been done, and all that remains is to return to the Storm Star Domain to deal with the source of pollution from Orpheus.

"It's an eventful autumn..."

Calvin sighed as he looked at the information on Orpheus' wars that had lasted nearly a hundred years in his hand.

The Storm Star Field itself is one of the main battlefields of the empire against aliens, and Orpheus was supposed to be a stable rear on this battlefield.

But now it is not only the invasion of orcs and pirates that has caused the imperial army to retreat again and again on the front centered on Orpheus, even chaos has been mixed here. The originally intricate situation here is really impressive. Headache.

Calvin shook his head. Under the dim candlelight, the portrait of the emperor behind him was still sacred and pure. Beside the large table, there were only two figures who were engaged in preparations again...

On the 30th day of the subspace voyage, the rescue fleet headed by the Indomitable Will arrived at the Feldman galaxy in a long and dusty journey.

Elder Richelieu, who had already prepared to stop, did not disappoint Calvin. A total of 40 people from the Supreme Decree and the two full-staffed Gray Knight strike teams who rushed to support nearby were already on standby, just waiting for his arrival.

The battle was urgent, and Calvin was unable to stay longer.

After leaving the Purifiers on the Titan II, Calvin, who was transferred to the battleship Supreme Decree, took a battleship, a small fleet of four strike cruisers and a total of 102 Gray Knights (including members of the Honor Guard) and the entire court. The 200 million active soldiers of the Daros Legion disappeared again on the Manzeville point of the Feldman galaxy.

And the goal of the fleet's jump this time will be directed at their destination - Orpheus.

War is like a fiery vein, while nourishing the growth of civilization, it also licks the foundation of civilization like a flame.

If the former can be controlled, the growth of civilization will be driven by a predatory economy;

The opposite is not true, the former flaming attack will fundamentally challenge the survival of civilization.The latter will exert all its potential to maintain its own continuation under this threat.

In the empty space of Orpheus, countless ships shuttle between the planets. Under the special system of wartime economy, the star ports between the worlds after putting aside profit demands are extremely busy.

Large and small transport ships set off from the industrial worlds of various galaxies like a school of fish, and finally gathered behind the star port of the capital of the star area, and then proceeded together to the war zone on the edge of the star area in the distance.

This is the first scene that Calvin's fleet saw after breaking out of the subspace and reaching the capital of Orpheus—the world of the planet Amara.

The fleets coming and going were frightened by the sudden appearance of these warships, but after a long hesitation before receiving the alarm from the star port, they understood that they belonged to their own reinforcements and continued their mission calmly.

This is obviously not the first time they have seen warships from other star regions come to support them.

Against the background that the average life expectancy of the imperial hive is less than 36 years old, the war that has lasted for more than three generations has permanently engraved some affairs into the hearts of these people, forming a unique local customs.

Calvin was not in a hurry to communicate with the battlefield ahead, after all, the mission of him and his fleet was not to fight aliens.

After communicating with the representatives of the local trial court to confirm the authority, these behemoths with completely different paint schemes from the previous warships floated quietly in the orbit of the capital of the star region, Amara.

The huge Inquisition logo on the battleship is extremely glaring, even if it is easily recognized by civilian observation equipment on the ground.

The parking of these lead gray warships is very abnormal, making the big shots on the planet feel uneasy under the influence of the always good reputation of the trial court while they are devastated by the frontline battles.

The communication with the star port has been completed, and the new theater communication authority and the situation map of the enemy and the enemy have been transmitted.

Against the background of the fleet's quiet standby was the fact that the Inquisition's intelligence agents lurking throughout the sector had been activated.

The large and small information collected by countless personnel sent here before and after the Orpheus war was gathered by the representatives of the trial court and sent to the fleet in space.

And the crew members on the fleet are also working intensely, trying to find the truly valuable part from these intricate and mostly irrelevant information.

After the intelligence data of the final trial court was also studied and judged, with the support of this information, Calvin and his subordinates began to inspect the entire sky of Orpheus.

There is no abnormality in the marginal star sector, and the Drusian sub-star sector in the rear is obviously not the problem;
Calvin finally set his sights on Karakol, which is only one galaxy away from the capital Amara, except for the direction of Hessenbela in the direction of the front line:

Since ten years ago, there has been no feedback from the personnel of the Inquisition Chamber.

At first, the trial court thought it was due to the transfer and recruitment of regional personnel.

The forced recruitment of a regional nature that makes intelligence personnel lose contact is not a new thing here, so it has not attracted their attention.

But under the premise that the Order of the Holy Hammer followed the clues all the way, the unusual "silence" here is extremely dazzling.

The subsequent data from Terra also confirmed some of Calvin’s conjectures:
The merchant ship carrying the pollution did come to Karakol after tracing its source.

"It's here."

Following Calvin's order, the fleet, which had been hovering over Amara for a whole week, left as unexpectedly as it had arrived.

They didn't even explain their whereabouts to anyone, but the local bigwigs chose to turn a blind eye and kept silent after hearing about it.

"Just leave, just leave..."

The local governor and the native aristocrats in the parliament temporarily put aside their support for the front line and their fights with each other, celebrating the departure of Calvin and others.

Little did they know that the trial court behind them had turned their stern eyes towards them, and once the war was over, the verdicts belonging to these empire moths would come as promised, within a minute and a second.

The fleet jump continues.

From the five shipping lanes from Amara leading to the outside world, the one pointing to Karakol, Calvin could already see the figure of Ebelin, the first galaxy under the jurisdiction of this sub-satellite, in just three days.

The gravitational environment of the universe here is extremely special, and the gravitational trajectory of galaxies here is a dynamic embodiment:

Under the traction of Karakol, a star whose mass is 3 times that of the sun, the stars of the three galaxies in the entire Karakol sub-star region are all orbiting Karakol itself at a distance.

On the same spatial coordinate, the galaxies you wait to arrive are also different according to the time of arrival.

But none of this could attract Calvin's attention anymore. Calvin, who had just escaped from the subspace voyage, looked at the green aura that was about to overflow over the entire Ebelin galaxy and knew instantly:

The pollution here is almost irreparable.

Extinction order, yes, in this case, the exploration and rescue of the ground is completely unnecessary.

Even if it is too late to wipe out the Nurgle demons on the surface, the pollution that has penetrated deep into the core of the earth makes all attempts to purify it futile. Even after ten thousand years, the pollution here will not subside. .

Calvin had no choice but to purify it thoroughly to solve the problem.

This is not the first time Calvin has seen this weapon, but it is definitely the first time Calvin has initiated it in his own name.

When the fleet set off, it was time for the torpedo torpedo, which was oversubscribed under the advice of Elder Richelieu, to make its debut.

The three inhabited planets in the entire Ebelin galaxy, under the fixed-point release of the strike cruiser, flashed the unique flares of the whirlwind torpedo.

"In the name of the Emperor! In the name of the Holy Hammer Order of the Holy Tribunal of the Human Empire! I, the high-ranking gray knight Calvin, declare that I will perform the final purification on the three worlds of the Ambern Galaxy! I hereby sign the Proof of death! Hundreds of millions of souls, regardless of good or evil, have been annihilated! May the emperor forgive us for our sins..."

Calvin's firm voice was broadcast through the entire fleet in plain code, and echoed throughout the Ebelin galaxy, allowing humans who might still exist on the three planets in this galaxy to know that their final salvation has arrived, and this painful period of time has come. Life is about to usher in liberation.

As the three planets were completely melted under the blow of the double-stage cyclone torpedo, the purification task here is temporarily coming to an end.

But Calvin did not take it easy, his frowning reminded everyone on the Supreme Decree;

In the three galaxies under the jurisdiction of the entire Karakol sub-star region, this is just the beginning.

In the following days, Calvin's fleet "visited" the remaining two galaxies under the jurisdiction of the Karakol sub-sector.

Under the auspices of Calvin, the fleet left a total of three "mushrooms" in the two galaxies to prove their goodwill.

By this time, the entire six torpedoes in Calvin's hand had been used up, but the interior of Karakol still had the remnants of chaos pollution.

This grave situation was a dilemma Calvin had never faced before, but he had no choice.

After dispatching the last fleet macro artillery strike force, Calvin faced the last Karava world in the starry sky and chose to deal with it himself.

There are signs that the Nurgle sect that is active here is the spreader of this disaster and the source of pollution.

Calvin deliberately left them at the end to deal with them, in order to keep these people, and then he would judge them one by one with his own hands.

Passing through the galaxy defense system that was already empty in orbit, Calvin and the Gray Knights under his command drove towards the surface in the thunderhawks that were as dense as rain.

These angels of death against demons deliberately created by the emperor will use their actions to prove to those dirty things from the warp:

The verdict that belongs to their sinful life has arrived, though belatedly.

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