Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"...As you wish, my fleet will not let you down."

Fermat readily accepted the order, but Calvin did not let him go.

"No, no, no." Calvin shook his head, giving up the former's idea of ​​sitting in Farr.

"We need your fleet here, but we also need your heavy armies."

"Then here?"

Fermat understood what the original body meant. The existence of a Titan army was a powerful supplement to the entire fleet.

He hesitated slightly, but in the end he was still reluctant to hand over this legion.

After simply calculating the workload here, he made up his mind and said to Calvin:

"You can let my deputy take charge of the construction here, and I will continue to follow your footsteps."

"very good……"

Calvin nodded in response, then turned his gaze to the rest of the people.

The parts of the crowd that belonged to the Tribunal and the Astartes were automatically ignored by him, but among the remaining people who belonged to Lucius' coalition, Calvin discovered subtle details.

Vasilev stood on the left side of the crowd, opposite Fermat on the other side, closest to the center except for the reviler;

The generals of several Astral Legions stood uniformly on the outside of the crowd, incompatible with the leader of Catachan.

Following Father Fermat, among the crowd belonging to the Ark Mechanic fleet, the nobles of the Knight family stood on the edge of Father Mechanic, looking distant;

But the ruling sages, who were wearing red robes and highly modified with bone-white metal prosthetics, looked down upon the nobles around them.

"What a picture of all living things." Calvin thought in his mind, and Corax responded unexpectedly:

"After seeing it too much, you get used to it. The empire is a unified will, but it is also made up of individuals."

"Same for you?" Calvin asked smoothly, but unexpectedly received Corax's affirmation.

"Of course." Corax replied: "Even between us, the distance of our relationship will vary depending on each other's hobbies and the order of return.

But you need to know that all friendships are not trustworthy, especially..."

"Especially when betrayal comes?"

Calvin used a question to pick up what Corax left unfinished, but Corax never answered.

"Tell me about you." Calvin looked at the people leaving the silver hall, and they also greeted the original body before leaving.

The huge palace, which was full of people just now, is quickly returning to its former coldness.

"Me?" Corax asked.

"Yes, you. Didn't you say that you want to follow me for a long time? Why?"

Calvin asked him, it is not an honor that everyone can have to have a legion leader give up and return to his own territory and keep him by his side.

"No, not yet."

Corax did not answer his question, but instead pointed the finger at Calvin.

"Do you really think Mortarion left so easily?

Or, even if he doesn't really care about the guy named "Typhons" and just followed you as a formality last time, does he really have a reason to let you go?

Don’t forget, he has already…”

Corax did not say any more, because if he continued, he would inevitably mention the name of Nurgle.

"No……"

Calvin looked at the deserted silver hall in front of him, and his eyes became serious now that there were no outsiders.

“I never take chances, let alone put my hopes in the hands of my enemies.

But as you can see, Mortarion has completed the first step to reaching reality..."

Yes, Corax fell silent after hearing these words.

Before entering the Eye of Terror, his understanding of subspace was limited to rumors.

What was prevented by the "Nikaea Accord" back then was not only the Thousand Sons' increasingly outrageous exploration of the subspace with the support of Magnus;

What it has contained has spread to all legions, the popularity of the special unit Think Tank, and each legion's understanding of subspace.

But this was only in the past. After returning from the Eye of Terror, Corax already had an extremely deep understanding of some specific rituals and elements from his own instincts. For a being like Mortarion, the most difficult thing about returning to the real universe is the first step from scratch.

The diametrically opposite properties of the real universe and subspace will make it impossible for this demonic existence to send even a single hair of itself into reality.

But this is not absolute. As long as the conditions are sufficient, he can still return to reality.

And once he continues to have enough strength, and if conditions permit, he can truly tear open the isolated curtain;

If you want to send him back, the only way is to fight head-on.

Killing is absolutely impossible to kill.

Their souls no longer belong to themselves, but as the divine epitome and incarnation of the power of destruction, they have been sublimated into the depths of the warp and scattered among the children of all gods.

Physical and spiritual damage cannot truly destroy it, because they have already completed the most enviable path of all demons at the moment of becoming a demon - becoming one with the gods.

One is ten thousand, and ten thousand is one.

Corax doesn't understand theology, but his awakening from the nature of subspace allows him to naturally know some valuable knowledge.

And it was this knowledge that told him as if it was alive when he traveled in the depths of the twisted and chaotic space:

“They are wildfire, they are nature;

From the moment they complete their transformation, these beings who have dedicated themselves to the gods have lost all self;

And in return for this kind of dedication, as long as the gods still have a trace of divinity, they will share that glory with them and last forever..."

"Three times!" A hoarse voice came out of Corax's mouth.

In the Silver Hall, where there was no third person, the Raven Lord left Calvin's shadow for the first time and revealed his lineup before him.

He watched the shadow spread from beneath his feet, and then turned into something in front of Calvin's eyes.

When the original body saw the current appearance of the Lord of Crows, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

That is already an inhuman face, that is already a form that is definitely not human.

Black but transparent shadows wandered over Corax's body like a living creature, and the pale and thin figure also gave people an illusory feeling in the movement of the shadows.

"You are still..."

Calvin instinctively asked what was on his mind, but he thought of something midway through his words and stopped hastily under the warning gaze of Corax.

Under Calvin's apologetic gaze, the flame-like shadow on Corax became active again.

"Sorry." Calvin said annoyed.

"No need." Corax interrupted Calvin, and then looked at this brother who was a whole head taller than himself.

Similar to Wokan, the overly rigid lines due to his huge size did not appear on Calvin's body.

The face of this young brother with an eccentric background was full of exotic colors that he had never seen before.

"Can you see through my appearance?" Calvin asked subconsciously, and immediately realized that he had asked a stupid question.

His psychic aura is natural and cannot even be seen through by the surrounding Imperial Guards.

But this kind of thousands of people and faces similar to the emperor cannot block the gaze of an equal being.

Not to mention Corax, who has awakened to the nature of the subspace, and discovered that after forging a divine soul, this original body became more and more similar to the face of the previous life under the influence of "appearance from the heart".

"Are you also born in Chagoris?" Corax asked with some confusion.

"No, my hometown is Uther, a serious Tailai person."

Calvin was triggered into passivity and righteously denied the possibility that he was born in the countryside.

"Okay, it doesn't matter...three times."

Corax nodded indifferently, then slightly tilted his cheeks covered by thick black hair:

"three times."

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said the word with a nasal tone while keeping his gaze unchanged.

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