Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 279 Gap

Keng!Klang Keng!

The blades of the two standard halberds collided with each other, and after making a dull impact sound, they collided again under the swing of the two.

Superman's physical fitness and reaction speed make the offensive and defensive transition between the two giants like a gust of wind, which can only be noticed by beings of the same level.

In the hands of Shield Captain Nicholas, the Paragon Halberd fully demonstrated the intention of its designer;

In the hundreds of unstoppable blocks and thunderous attacks, the martial arts belonging to the guards of the imperial army were vividly displayed.

This is the accumulation of the Guards of the Imperial Guards in thousands of years of battle, and it is also the experience of all kinds of monsters and monsters they faced when they fought against the entire galaxy under the emperor's command.

On the other hand, Calvin on the other side is even more special. He deliberately suppressed his strength and reaction at this time.

Learning from the skills of various incarnations in his countless timelines, Calvin has no fixed routine.

The non-stop center of gravity between advance and retreat, and the offensive like the antelope's horns, often defeat the long-planned purpose of the commander of the imperial army invisibly.

The martial arts of the two supermen have exceeded the limit of ordinary people's imagination. Against the background of the frequency of more than a dozen slashes per second and the violent fight lasting several minutes, the moves imagined by ordinary people have lost their inherent meaning in front of them.

Seconds are no longer the unit of time for their confrontation. Millisecond-level confrontation and neural link-level tactical strike goals are the real level of struggle between the two war machines.

The complete personalized genetic modification of the Forbidden Army makes the cost of each Achilles-type power armor extremely expensive;
But as the return of this expensive investment, the neural interfaces on their bodies are all modeled on the individual characteristics of their bodies, and are connected to the power armor at the optimal position.

This kind of adjustment on the specific carapace is often only a few centimeters deviation, when it is really fighting against units of the same level, it represents a few milliseconds ahead of the neural response speed.

The Power Armor, which is completely built with reference to personal physical parameters, also implements this fighting spirit regardless of the cost.

The size of each of their nail leaves has been precisely calculated. On the basis of ensuring the user's protection requirements, it is also confirmed that the user's joints will not be blocked at all.

Even their servos are custom-made products. The data in these tiny chips was implanted into the brain nerves of the forbidden soldiers to collect data since a forbidden soldier was selected at a young age.

They accompanied the growth of these forbidden soldiers, recorded their physical data from the most intuitive angle, and also collected the host's habit of using martial arts and the curve of muscle force in it.

Based on the collection of these data, the electromagnetic muscle bundles and power backpacks have been continuously fine-tuned for decades by the craftsmen in the palace area.While ensuring the output strength, give priority to the best response time with the host.

And all of this, when it was finally reflected in front of Calvin, was the ferocious minions of Nicholas, a giant war beast, exposed in front of him.

"This is really the pinnacle product of human technological civilization about killing!"

Calvin looked at the sweaty Nicholas in front of him and praised.

And outside the empty training ground, all the gray knights who were connected by the spiritual channel and were able to experience this skill for themselves also agreed.

Under the cover of the golden helmet, Nicholas was panting violently. The oxygen his powerful lungs fought for him was quickly recovering his physical strength under the distribution of adrenaline and electrolytes injected automatically by the servo.

When Calvin's admiration was heard by him, the eyes hidden behind the visor turned sharply upwards.

"I am the pinnacle, so what are you?"

This kind of complaint flashed in his mind, and he was also summarizing his own gains from the battle just now, but his personal summary was far less efficient than the gray knights discussing in groups.

The gray knights watching the battle gradually calmed down in the spiritual energy link, and they also benefited a lot from the details shown in the confrontation between the two just now;

The picture Calvin saw in the battle was completely transmitted from the link to their brains, and his collection and judgment of various details in the battle were also constantly wandering on the punctuation marks on Nicholas in the servo eyepiece, It is clearly annotated.

In the eyes of Nicholas, this battle was just a battle between Calvin's whim and his accidental rise.

But in the eyes of all the gray knights watching the battle, through this battle, they can be said to have a complete understanding of the details of the body of this creature of the imperial army.

Their martial arts, military equipment, and even physical fitness were all marked by Calvin with his brain far beyond ordinary people;

Even their martial arts and the hidden offensive logic are clearly explained by the temporary inferred text in the sub-level annotations.

Both of them destroyed each other's bodies at the neurological level, and under this level of confrontation, the Gray Knights also knew that holding the guards of the Imperial Army, after all, during the tens of thousands of years of repairing in the palace, they were fighting for their own relatives. What kind of killer are they preparing.

"This point!" Marvin, the arbiter of the third company of the Silver Blade, pointed to a certain moment in the battle record, and deliberately made an inference.

"This attack on the axillary nerve, after ten times of head-on confrontation focused on the right arm, targeted the nerve interface on our shoulder armor."

"Probably correct."

Arbiter Boris, who is also the squad commander of the third company, agreed.

"Astarte's standard black carapace, the unstable factor after the release of the high-intensity signal from the shoulder, has obviously been discovered by our relatives."

"Here too!" Another non-commissioned officer from the first company also participated in the discussion.

He pointed to the instinctive reaction when Calvin turned back at a certain moment, and Nicholas directly attacked Calvin's right foot.

"The Holy Shield power armor is no different from the Mark series in terms of servos. In addition to the anti-pollution prayer coating, our electromagnetic muscle bundles in the legs also have the problem of performance degradation."

"Why are they all running towards us?"

An arbiter, seen on the coat of arms and serving in the [-]nd Company, questioned.

The entire channel was silent for an instant, and then the next detailed discussion began as if nothing had happened...

Calvin's face remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard the conversation within the wargroup.

He reached out to help Nicholas in front of him, and pulled him towards the edge of the training ground.

He was very satisfied with this successful "teaching-level" stealing, and many details of the battle benefited the newborn sons of Calvin after being displayed by Nicholas;
Even Nicholas himself didn't understand some special handling methods in battle, but under Calvin's brain deduction with terrifying computing power, he also compared the battle history of the Imperial Army to find the original prototype.

"Your skills are astonishing. From every detail of your body, I can perceive the aspiration of gold that represents the human spirit!"

"Ashamed..."

Nicholas answered a little perfunctorily, obviously not yet separated from the previous battle.

Calvin's martial arts were very different from his expectations, and he could still have spare power throughout the whole process without using psionic power.

This is the result of him deliberately suppressing his physical fitness and fighting with himself with all his strength.

Of course the Primarch is extremely powerful, this is something he had expected.

But this kind of abnormal, pure martial arts suppression made Nicholas doubt his own cultivation achievements over the years while recalling Calvin's resume in the throne room.

There is a near-complete record of the existence of each Primarch in the Throne Court.

And in these records, every holy gene primarch has more or less obtained a part of the great power of the emperor that is different from ordinary people.

Each of them has several great powers, but there must be a core strength, a realm that other Primarchs cannot reach.

Then the question arises, what exactly is Calvin’s core quality?
Could it be that psychic power is not his core specialty?
This is very different from the inference of the Tower of Hegemony!
Nicholas sorted out the messy information in his brain, and for a while he lost interest in being polite with Calvin...

　One more, please vote.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)