Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 181 Conversation, their respective situations.

"Let's report on the situation of our respective battle groups first."

In the small conference room and storage room, after everyone found a few ammunition boxes and sat down, Calvin, who was in the middle, said to the three of them.

"Let me first talk about my situation here. Regarding the gene seeds in your hands, I can purify most of them. But for your soldiers, I can't guarantee it."

After he finished speaking, the three chapter masters present fell into a brief silence.

"What are the consequences of failure? Can they still serve the Chapter?" the Chapter Master of the Wailers was the first to ask.

The descendants of Sanguinius are like this, they are more willing to value the living comrades around them than the precious gene seeds.

Although the other Chapter Leaders didn't make a sound, they could still see the concern for their own members in their eyes.

"The result of failure..."

Calvin lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and smiled wryly:

"I can purify their mutations because of the special nature of my psychic energy. And if it is an individual who is too alienated, under the effect of my psychic energy infusion, the most likely reason is that there are too many parts of the body that have been purified. burnt to death..."

As if afraid of not being intuitive enough, Calvin simply stood up, stretched out his palm under the gaze of everyone, and released the spiritual energy in his palm.

A sphere-shaped white-gold light bloomed in his palm, the energy contained in that light sphere was so rare, but the will within it was so clear.

Order and redemption, the appeal of this will is so strong and clear.

Even without psionic talent, the three of them were suffering from the "creaking" oppression of the brainstem under the pressure of Reiatsu, but clearly felt the cruel taste in it.

"I probably understand your strength..." Fire Eagle's Adelaide put down his hands covering his head, and said with lingering fear.

A Primarch dominated by psionic forces!Is this the Emperor's will?

what does that mean?what is this?
Others may be confused by the current state of psykers active in various units of the Empire.

But all Astartes warriors clearly know the content of the "Nikea Agreement" that existed since the Great Crusade era!

That is a sacred law personally led by the Emperor himself, witnessed by all Primarchs, High Lords, and representatives from all over the Empire!
Even with that one's rebellion, the laws of the Great Crusade era have been abolished one after another, and the sacred Nikaia agreement is still in name only.

But the Astartes' attitude towards psykers has never changed in essence!
The empire may have relaxed the use of psykers now as a last resort, but that never meant that the attitude towards psykers had fundamentally changed!

But if you think about it logically, what is Calvin?What exactly is the gray knight behind him?
Is this the return of the Thousand Sons?Or is it the resurgence of another Magnus?

No. 39, a divine Primarch created by the Emperor himself in the era of 20 years, is an important cornerstone of the empire's future a psyker?
Is this a change in the Emperor's own attitude towards psykers?

If this is the case, what should they do for these old-age products without spiritual power?

And at the end, they were even more frightened but did not dare to question Calvin’s words face to face:

If you fall, who will restrict your existence...

Even they are not qualified to think about this kind of issue involving the country, and they dare not think about it, but the facts in front of them make them have to think about it.

The air in the conference room became strangely quiet, but neither Calvin nor the three representatives of the Astartes Chapter had the intention or time to pay attention to these trivial issues.

Calvin was not in a hurry to ask them to make a statement, but the three chapter leaders knew that their statement today would have an irreplaceable impact on the future fate of the empire...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the three chapter leaders were running their minds and thinking quickly.

Too many accidents have created their current situation.The immediate choice seems simple, but the subsequent impact will involve the fate of the entire empire.

They have thousands of reasons to increase the pressure on themselves, but there is not much time left for them to think.

"Talk about the Gray Knights? If possible, we would like to know more details about this army."

The Chapter Masters of the Lamenters were the first to find the right idea, and only when they understood why the Emperor had built this force could they reassure themselves of their concerns.

Calvin smiled and looked at the other two leaders of the battle group, without rushing to respond.

He couldn't take any initiative in this meeting, otherwise, if he was found to be inductive in anyone's recollection after the event, the seeds of doubt would surely have dire consequences.

"Yes, please tell me about the Gray Knights." The other two chapter leaders also responded:

If the Emperor believes that this force is necessary and there is no risk of losing control, then they have no reason to worry.

"Yes, but you can only hear what you can hear." Calvin said cautiously.

He will not allow any core information that can reverse the establishment of the Gray Knights to leak out. In these days of being enemies of the gods, he understands that once some things are said, there is no probability of leaking or not.

"Of course." The three of them looked at each other and said at the same time.

Calvin sorted out his thoughts, then cut out the specific information of the Gray Knight, leaving the part that can be explained.

"The Gray Knights, ordered by the Emperor himself to build an army, is a special force designed to deal with the invasion of subspace forces. The selection criteria are based on the firm ability to control spiritual energy. Our genetic seeds come directly from the Emperor himself, Our spirit is incomparably pure, and in our nearly ten thousand years of fighting against chaos, none of us has ever fallen!"

"No one has ever fallen?" The three asked in unison.

"Yes." Calvin met the other party's eyes and said seriously, word by word: "The Imperial Court has detailed records. We, never, have one person fall."

A relationship with a bond of interest is more real than a false promise. This is the political wisdom that every leader of the warband has to learn as a leader, but no matter how true the promise is, it cannot compare to the reality Calvin put in front of them.

Not a promise, nor bragging.But literally no one fell.

They are tempted to deny it, but facts speak louder than words.

"Then I have no doubts." The Chapter Leader who was still the Wailer was the first to express his opinion.

He glanced at the other two battle captains, and then said:
"The 500 gene seeds I brought this time are half of my regiment's inventory. The remaining seeds can be in place within a month. The total number of soldiers is 912, and 300 new recruits are undergoing transformation operations. Except for two non-commissioned officers who are currently on Death Watch Except that the service cannot be contacted in time, all staff are in place."

Adelaide followed suit and reported the status of the battle group.

Unlike the Weepers, who are limited by poverty and caution, and have to save their gene-seeds in batches; the Fire Eagle Chapter has strong confidence in their interstellar fortress:
"The four large berths on the Raptor Fortress are all fully occupied, and all the battle barges of the battle group have been recovered. The number of active members of the whole regiment is 975, the gene seeds are 1200, and 100 recruits are being transformed. All the staff are in place."

After he finished speaking, everyone in the room looked at Moloch, the head of the tauren who had been silent.

This Astartes of mysterious origin seems to be different from the other two, a stranger in the last few hundred years.

There was a strange smell about him that caught Calvin's attention from the moment he entered the door.

That's different from the taste of the new Astartes in the post-imperial era. Calvin only had a similar feeling in those black templars who passed by during his decades as the lord of the castle, but it was also better than Moloch. Body is much lighter.

"My battle group, the current situation is a bit special." This giant man, who is also extremely tall in the Astartes, and close to three meters tall in armor, whispered uncharacteristically.And his entanglement also made everyone present more curious about what he said next.

"The gene seeds of my battle group are not from a single source."

Moloch's chatter, once opened, could never be shut down.And what he said next made everyone suffocate.

"We have inherited the seeds of the rebel primarchs Angron and Perturabo respectively. And within decades, the former has been cleaned up by my internal discipline due to excessive rebellious tendencies and uncontrollable rage."

"By the Emperor!" exclaimed the Chapter Master of the Lamenters.

The bloody smell of these calm words is really strong!If they understood correctly, at least hundreds of Astartes died in the internal cleanup!If this is known by the trial court, the incident itself is enough to be called a serious rebellion!
"Also, the rest of the people also have brain problems."

Moloch raised his head and glanced at Calvin, as if he was evaluating whether the Primarch would kill him here, and whether he himself could escape alive...

"Go on..." Calvin's voice was also unusually cold.

Although there was no anger, those who were familiar with him knew that this was the precursor of Calvin's real intention to kill.

"When the Mechanicus collected Perturabo's gene seeds, they took samples from my body. Then the gene seeds had an accident, and all the existing recipients lost their self-awareness and became part of me. And I, From the 33rd Company of the 103rd Battalion of the former Fourth Army, formerly known as Metalos Morax, the position is the company commander, in charge of the siege vanguard."

"The Emperor!" This time, everyone present exclaimed.

Calvin felt that his experience was already bizarre enough, but in front of this orphan from the Legion era, it was actually not enough?
"So?" Calvin was the first to recover from the shock, and he was keenly aware of the problem:
"They don't have their own consciousness at all?" Calvin asked.

This is difficult. If there is no consciousness at all, then after Calvin cleared away the original consciousness, would it be possible to leave an empty shell there?
He looked at the warrior whose original name was Morax, but who now had the pseudonym Moloch, and asked: "Then what is your appeal here? We can't solve your problem, and in a sense, we don't have to solve it. You don't have to come here." .”

"The badge of Elvis." Moloch was honest, and he said bluntly in a style consistent with his origin:
"The secrets of my battle group are only known by the High Lords Council, and the information is extremely classified. No one else can find it, not even the Tribunal. But once the badge appears, I know that if you have the authority to see the Imperial Army, then my secret It's not a secret in theory."

"So what's your purpose here?"

Calvin stood up slowly. Without armor, he was already 3.4 meters tall and had huge measurements, which was more than two circles bigger than the tallest Moloch present when he was wearing armor.

The huge substance-like oppressive force made the people present suddenly wake up, what kind of existence they were talking with.

Calvin's face turned black, as if he had already smelled something bad.This group of Tie Yong's cubs have always had a clear mind, maybe this guy is rushing to destroy...

"Let's see if it's true. The main thing is to see if you can beat it. If you can't beat it, then participate. If you can beat it, then..."

Moloch looked at Calvin's completely blackened face, felt the killing intent of a Primarch at close range, and decided to swallow the remaining half of the sentence in his stomach forever, and never uttered it again.

A ruthless man who is also well-known in this imperial battle group and will surely rise if there is no accident, also wiped himself a rare sweat.

For no other reason, when faced with a person who can beat you head-on, and you can't beat and run away, most people will feel the same huge pressure...

“It was amazing!”

Calvin's voice couldn't restrain the wave of psionic energy. He turned around twice, and then raised his finger to Moloch who was waiting to die with his eyes closed under the horrified gazes of the rest of the people.

"Perturabo's bloodline never disappoints me!"

His roar resounded in the small conference room.The huge sound wave was accompanied by the fluctuation of spiritual energy, which made the pioneers of the spirit race who were trailing several astronomical units feel the horror.

The two people in the Spirit Bone Spaceship stared at each other in disbelief after a brief fluctuation. Is this the Primarch?

In their long lifespan, it is not that people who have not experienced the era of the Great Expedition survived, but other Primarchs don't have such a big aura when they are angry, right?

"The prophets are going to send this kind of thing away without knowing it?" Aquia asked Teresa mockingly, and the latter was also rarely dumb. Obviously, this kind of thing has obviously exceeded an Ark Spirit. ability of the tribe.

The venue in the meeting room was even more messy. Four Astartes who barely stood in place after turning on the magnetic boots came out, and the rest of the sundries had long been pushed into the corner under Calvin's anger.

The two Chapter Masters were fortunate enough to be the first to feel the wrath of the Primarch clearly up close and personal for the first time in thousands of years.

The ancient sense of fear was expressed from the genetic level, making these warriors shudder loudly to dissuade them, and they also recalled the ruthless man in the Black Templar who once faced the Primarch.

If I haven't seen it, I really don't know what kind of fear this man faced back then!

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(End of this chapter)