Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 159

The three hundred real names are like three hundred sharp weapons, quietly sleeping in the blade of the Sword of Oath, at least for more than 2000 years.

In the days when no one upholds them, the power of the real name is like the fading national power of the empire, and it is gradually dissipating.

In the end, only the most core seeds were left behind, floating and sinking in the world of the sword body along with the breath of the inscription of the Sword of Oath.

According to records within the Gray Knights, the last real name holder died in battle against a certain demon at the end of the 36th millennium.

After that, with the passage of time, the power and mystery of the real name holder can no longer be verified.

Only the fragments of words recorded from the perspective of bystanders in the Inquisition Chamber, and the absurd descriptions in the eyes of future generations, left behind the mighty power that those brave mortals once possessed in the face of demons.

In the future, the human side will completely lose this inheritance, and also lose the qualification to compete head-on with the big devil as an equal existence, and can only use precious lives and souls to fill the gaps and vacancies.

This is the loss of mankind, the regret of the empire, and it is also the reason why Natiric, the soul of the sword bearer, could not be freed for a long time.

And now, in the sword in front of Calvin, three hundred seeds of real names lay quietly in the world of the sword body, and just the remaining breath in it made Calvin carelessly avoid them.

The spiritual energy contained in the sword is not too much, and most of the impact on Calvin comes from Calvin's own power blessing.

The holy sword just injects its own will in the middle, and provides a short passage in the sword pool where Calvin and his real name are located.

hum!
The moment Calvin's soul was sensed, the real names in the Sword Pool reacted differently. Some matching real names became active instantly, while others went berserk instantly.

But no matter which real name it was, they all rushed towards Calvin the moment they were aroused, and then froze in front of his soul, which was completely different from that of the local aborigines...

What is this?The real names were also stunned by Calvin's soul.

If the soul qualified by the real name is two-dimensional, then Calvin's soul is three-dimensional;

And when they realize that they are three-dimensional, Calvin's soul is like a four-dimensional Klein bottle, with an unknown structure that cannot be understood by these real names that are compatible with the instinct of human souls!
"Heretical! Die!"

The real name ran away in an instant, and the power of thousands of years dissipated, leaving only seeds and weak concepts.

But they still follow the original meaning and mission of their existence, turning into sharp swords in the ideal world within the Sword of Oath, and slashing at Calvin!
Calvin's soul, feeling that something was going wrong, instinctively began to resist, but he still didn't dare to give up the power of the sword of oath under the threat of a mouse attack!
Pain too!

Here is his strength, and there is his strength.At this moment, Calvin fell into the embarrassing situation of wrestling with himself.

Fortunately, in the process of all-out defense under the pressure of the soul, Calvin's "local household registration" issued by the emperor himself still leaked out.

So, taking advantage of the fact that the real names of the "household registration" were contradictory, Calvin hastily withdrew his consciousness from the sword of the oath.

These links are cumbersome to say and cumbersome to do, but in the spiritual world of idealism, the whole process takes only an instant.

There is a picture of Calvin just letting go and throwing the sword of oath.

After the crisis was resolved, Calvin checked his state for the first time, and then unexpectedly found that the consumption of spiritual energy in a short period of time far exceeded his expectations.

Just for a moment of contact, the consumption of his spiritual energy has already exceeded 10%.

What surprised him even more was that under his blessing and stimulation, he clearly felt that the power carried by the real name in the sword was recovering!
what is this?Raise a sword?Or use the crisis to stimulate this group of men who have slept for too long to eat?

It doesn't matter what it is, as long as the result is good, it can be accepted!

Calvin does not yet know the meaning and usage of these real names, but he only needs to know that these powers belong to this sword.

What he knows right now is that as long as he is willing to endure the tempering of the power in this holy sword, he can effectively consume the spiritual energy while accumulating the power in it!

Hey!This thing!interesting!
Calvin looked at the holy sword suspended in mid-air after being blessed and stimulated by his power and said.

Do things later, Calvin's nature is so unscrupulous.

It has always been his life philosophy to go from the boat to the bridge, and cherishing the present is even more of his code of conduct.

He temporarily pulled himself away from the anxiety of the crisis, and focused his attention on the sword.

There are still about two weeks before the fleet from the Titan side arrives to welcome the sword. In just these two weeks, he wants to play with the sword!
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"Some people say that you faint like a human woman during her menstrual period, and they ask you what you're doing, but I won't say who it is."

It was two weeks later that the Titan fleet arrived at the Feldman galaxy.

As the master of this fleet, these were the first words that the Lord of the Hall of Victory and the high-ranking Templar Gallagher St. Dimas said after he saw Calvin when he stepped down the gangway of the Supreme Decree.

To put it bluntly, Calvin's accidental coma did cause a lot of trouble for the fleet, so Gallagher is qualified to say that.but others...

"Too much bullshit..."

Calvin touched his nose in embarrassment, but swallowed the words.

Two weeks is neither long nor short, enough for him to temporarily suppress his anxiety and slowly adjust his mentality.

"Just kidding, as a reward for allowing us to stay in the warp for an extra week, do you mind?"

Gallagher laughed loudly and opened his hands to hug Calvin, then took a step back and looked at Calvin, who had grown taller again, and said:
"I have to say that the price is quite worth it, have you grown taller again?"

"Well, the body is still developing, there is no way..."

Calvin also answered with a smile, without further explanation.

He always had the feeling of seeing his brother when facing these real warband veterans, and it was also a rare moment when he could relax.

He didn't want this elder brother to worry about him anymore, so as he answered reluctantly, the entire star port was filled with joy.

The two giants walked side by side to the suspended orbit below the star port, and the members of the honor guard behind them also chatted cordially with the Templars who went out the same way.

The Purifiers walked down the gangway quietly and assembled independently, without any communication during the whole process.

Their style of ascetic monks has long been used by the brothers of the battle group, and no one will be disdainful because of their habitual silence. The staff of their own battle group stepped forward to lead them to the quiet room of Titan II to rest.

A long line stretched out from under the high tower of Starport, led by Calvin and the other two, extending towards the fortress group in the distance.

The mortal legions lined up for review on both sides of the avenue all wore black and gold uniforms with external armor.Demonstrating to the Chapter's quasi-echelons their well-equipped equipment, they are also proclaiming their indomitable will.

The two, one tall and one short, strolled along the main road leading from Starport to the fortress, admiring the scenery made of steel on Titan II.

The Ymir Plateau where Starport is located is always cold and windy, and the biting cold current rolled up Calvin's clothes. The thick fur of the robe was pressed tightly against Calvin's body by the airflow for a while, and it was the same as the cloak behind him for a while. , hunting in the wind.

Gallagher looked at the commander in front of him who already had his own personal charm, and he also lamented the magic of time in his heart.

The youthfulness of the young man brought to him by Aidan less than 50 years ago is still vivid in his memory, as if it was just yesterday.

But in the blink of an eye, he merged with the determined figure in front of him with warm eyes, and became the person the Gray Knights could place their hope in in the future.

Calvin and Gallagher were talking softly, the surrounding facilities and the distant fortress were all the content of the conversation.

Calvin has too much to say here, from the icy wilderness to the steel-made, occasionally towering fortress, he has participated in the most important design work.

Thanks to the memory of the guard of the mountain formation on another timeline, he completed the design work very well, and fully witnessed the Titan II from scratch, rooted and sprouted in this wasteland, and rose from the ground.

The light belonging to the builder flowed in Calvin's eyes. He proudly introduced everything here to his elder brother, and the latter also readily accepted Calvin's ardor and respect while satisfying his curiosity.

The team headed by two people extended from the black star port tower to the fortress. The welcome team and the mortal troops on both sides of the road added up to a length of more than ten kilometers.

"Do they have their own names?" Gallagher asked, looking at the soldiers standing still in the cold wind on both sides of the main road.

"Tindalos, in some materials of ancient Terra, means a hound that pursues time." Calvin pointed to the image of a hound under the golden eagle emblem on the brim of their hats.

"Good name."

Gallagher was pleased to see these well-disciplined and well-armed soldiers.

As real professional soldiers, these soldiers have undergone rigorous training and brutal screening over a long period of time.

On the future battlefield, they are far more reliable than those conscripts who have gone through dozens of days of temporary training and then scattered into the trenches.

Their loyalty has been tested and their combat prowess proven.

In the future plan of the battle group, they will follow the fleet as a legion directly under the Gray Knight headquarters of the Order of the Holy Hammer, active in various battlefields of the empire.

When the real war comes, this legion named Tindalos will definitely give the commander of the Gray Knights a more reliable choice when making decisions at critical moments.

The ceremony of review continued and ended after three hours.

Accompanied by Calvin, Gallagher arrived in the command hall of the Titan II main building.

The greetings and reception etiquette came to an end, and Gallagher began to perform his duties as an envoy.

With a serious face, Gallagher regained his status as a high-ranking Templar, and asked Calvin, the Lord of Titan II, in front of him:

"Is the holy object in your hands?"

"Yes."

Calvin pulled out the Sword of Oath from under the cloak behind his back, which was completely different from when he first got it, and handed both hands to Gallaher with a dignified expression.

Without Gallagher's signal, the person in charge of the Purifiers stepped out of the crowd and stood by Gallagher's side to identify the authenticity of the items in his hand.

As the masters of the secret hall, the Purifiers are obviously the most familiar with the chapter's allusions and secrets except for the Supreme Master. They use spiritual power to verify the authenticity of the sword in a way that only they know.

After a while, in the quiet atmosphere where all the Gray Knights waited with bated breath, the leader of the Purifiers put down his sword, raised his head and said to Gallagher and Calvin:

"Emperor's Blessing! That's it, that's right."

Gallaher breathed a sigh of relief, half of the mission of this trip has been completed so far, so the rest is how to bring it back to the parent star Titan.

"You can return to Titan with me to witness its return ceremony. This is also the old man's opinion." Gallagher said to Calvin.

"It's a great honor, but who will take over my watch?"

Of course Calvin wanted to go back, but Titan II has always lacked an officer of the same rank as his deputy to sit in the rear for him.

This allowed him to enjoy the meaning of this duty, but it also inevitably made him miss too many opportunities to go out to fight.

Evidently prepared for such a question, Gallagher said to Calvin almost without thinking:

"Before I set off, the Supreme Master asked the elders of the Dormition Temple who were interested in coming here to help you. Elder Richelieu expressed his response to this call and was willing to serve as the captain of the company on Titan II Continue to serve."

"Oh? That's great news!"

This problem that has troubled Calvin for a long time was actually solved in this way, which Calvin did not expect.

A former Grand Master from the Order of the Hammer, a current driver of the Holy Dreadnought;
A person who served the emperor his whole life when he was in good health, and who was willing to endure pain after dying of serious injuries, dragging his body and continuing to fight for the empire, was an existence that he could not take the initiative to recruit.

Having such an elder who is willing to sit in the rear for him is something he welcomes most, but no matter what, he dare not expect extravagantly.

"So, where is Elder Richelieu now?"

He couldn't wait to meet the old man.However, there were only gray knights in the previous team, and he could never miss such a huge figure of the holy and fearless.

"It is still in hibernation. If it is not necessary, we will minimize his pain as much as possible and not disturb his sleep. The stasis field box carrying him has been removed from the battleship. The time has probably come." Your quiet room here"

Gallagher glanced at the huge clock on the wall, thought for a moment and said to Calvin.

"After the adjustment of the stasis field here is completed, you can follow me to see him. Are there any other questions?" Gallagher asked.

"no!"

"Then go prepare! The road back to Titan may not be as smooth as it was when we came here."

Gallagher spoke to Calvin, looking through the fort's huge portholes at the disappearing stars on the horizon.

And beside him was the tall and majestic figure of Calvin.

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(End of this chapter)