Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 199 The Beginning of Revenge and the Name That Spread Like Wildfire

The surrounding spiritual pressure is getting stronger and stronger, and it has even begun to oppress his breathing.It's a change every Night Lord can feel.

They have a natural affinity with the Warp due to their abilities.

While not as powerful as true psykers, the use of psychic power that comes with their mastery of the shadows has always been as familiar as instinct.

But it's different now.

There was a power in the air around them that was both familiar and strange to them.

What is familiar is that they know that it is the embodiment of the existence of the ether in the real universe, and what is unfamiliar is that these things that were originally as natural as breathing now seem to have another face.

These inexhaustible, inexhaustible, inexhaustible, call-to-call forces in the past are rejecting their calls.

It's like a saltwater fish that has been playing in the ocean for a lifetime, and suddenly finds itself swimming into the mouth of a freshwater river.

Completely lost the means of living and the sense of security that is inseparable from it.

Most of the Night Lords gathered behind Malthus, as if this was the only way to maintain their false sense of security;

But there are also quite a few war gang elites who don't believe this fact. Soon after trying to blend into the night, they escaped from the transparent air in a panic with being burned.

Malthus stood there with a fixed expression, but his eyes and the perspective of his mind could smell something different from these details.

This is not the handwriting of the Scarlet Prince!

Although it is worrying how much rationality that person has since tearing himself apart, using power is by no means such a simple but decisive style.

The one they were facing now, Malthus also had difficulty seeing the limit of "his" power, but the smell in the air was so clear.

Xuanhe and Kulie are the power labels of this person, and they absolutely correspond to his own style of conduct in this idealistic universe.

How could there be such a person, and they had never heard of it?
Seeing the tall body that made his eyes hurt slowly coming out of the ruins, while he became more and more desperate, he also accumulated more doubts in his heart.

"It's a pity, I'm afraid Devitt won't have the chance to know such precious news."

As Malthus thought with some regret, the memory of his getting along with Melville DeWitt was also stirred up from the ocean of memory.

"No!" The moment his heart defense fell, Malthus instantly became alert.

This is definitely not his own will!

This is the invasion of his memory by that existence!
How could he lose his defense at this moment!
Doesn't this expose DeWitt's soul to the sight of this terrifying being?
Do not!
This is a premeditated hunt!The prey is his soul!
It's ridiculous that he, as the prophet of the battle gang, was once the think tank of the legion.

As the first batch of Chaos Space Marines to grow up after the Great Rebellion, his teacher still has great expectations for him!
He was so easily dug out of his memory!

But!When did this hunt start?
His face under the mask was as pale as the mask, and the composure he barely maintained was even more difficult to continue after seeing Calvin's appearance...

"you……"

He seemed to have figured something out, but before his dry voice fell, Calvin, who had already got what he wanted, waved his hand impatiently:
"You are worthless. Go and confess your sins to the Emperor."

A gigantic psionic lightning bolt ignited like a spark in a dusty workshop.

The law of the force field level, which had already been charged to the extreme, instantly got the last straw before it was activated.

In a psychic lightning blinding enough to be seen by the naked eye aboard the battleship The Death of Truth, the entire Chaos Astartes of twelve ex-Night Lords and twenty-three ex-Emperor's Children were incinerated by Calvin's law spells.

This huge power fluctuation has been felt by the entire galaxy and even more distant astropaths. The platinum power is so cruel but it also shows the hope of equality.

They broke away from the unconscious sluggishness and despair one after another, and recovered their bodies that were still stranded in the mortal world.

After walking out of their small cabin, they excitedly announced the arrival of hope to the crowd watching:
"The platinum envoy has been sent by the emperor! Our salvation is just around the corner!
Those slaves of Chaos will be reduced to ashes in front of the Emperor's envoy just like their masters!
Let's fight!my countrymen!Kill a Chaos, preferably two or more, before shedding your last drop of blood for the Emperor!

Know that the Emperor's eyes never leave!Know that only loyalty can sleep peacefully!
In the name of ashes!In the name of ashes! "

Calvin's punishment this time brought many unexpected consequences.

After learning of his existence, all parts of the occupied area regained hope and morale.

While spreading the news of his arrival, more people also woke up from the chaotic intimidation and despair.

They may have been mutated, but the purity of their hearts made them willing to believe that they could be redeemed after death.

The army of Chaos is now concentrating on the front line of the confrontation with the Empire, and they are also embarrassed to find that their backyard is on fire at this time.

Uprisings and rebellions sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and against their brutal control and suppression, they continued in various places.

These people who had already lost hope were singing about the existence of the saint whose name is temporarily unknown but who can only be called the Angel of Ashes, and then bravely launched one after another attack towards the rear of the chaos...

This kind of fanatical sentiment spread unstoppably to hundreds of planetary worlds in the entire enemy-occupied area.

Relying on the information transmission between astropaths is the advantage of relying on the first initiator's own intuitive picture.

When the surviving astropaths on each planet learned of Calvin's existence, they got the perception picture of Calvin's power in the mind of the original astropath.

Under the great shock, they had no way of knowing Calvin's name.

They had no choice but to describe Calvin as the "Ambry of Ashes" according to the picture when they saw Calvin destroying those Chaos.

Needless to say, the implication is that it is the envoy of the emperor who brought the flames of destruction to Chaos and turned it into ashes.

Under the fanatical promotion of these astropaths, the name of the Ashbringer once surpassed the emperor and became synonymous with the faith itself.

Even in the hundreds of years after the war, his name was no longer remembered by ordinary people, but the name of the Angel of Ashes was still tenaciously sung throughout the Orpheus star field...

"Go! Get out of here, immediately! Immediately!"

Melville DeWitt, who was still above the battlefield, did not yet know the profound significance of this battle.

He just chose a wise but remorseful way of avoiding the edge after facing the impact of Calvin's terrifying power!
Fifteen war gang brothers died here. It would be false if he said he didn't feel distressed, but he would never be so angry.

What really made him hard to let go was Malthus' death in battle!

That is one of the few people he can completely trust in the cultural background of the Night Lord today, which is full of betrayal and deceit!

But he died on a satellite less than 30 kilometers away from DeWitt!But he can't avenge him!
He had witnessed that violent power explosion with his own eyes, so he naturally knew that if such an existence could not be fixed, then as long as a single ship did not have a star destroying weapon, it would not be able to bear it at all!

go!
only go!
Anyway, without a ship, the murderer can't leave!

DeWitt vowed to return to the planet to find his comrades, and no matter what the price was, he would bring the Night Lord's fleet back here and destroy him completely!
But how could Calvin let him leave so easily?
If he were to be let go like this, who would he beg for for all the forbearance before, even at the expense of a comrade in arms?
Looking at the huge shadow of the Death of Truth, Calvin slowly reached out to it.

In Calvin's eyes, memories that belonged to Malthus' mind began to materialize again.

With the reconstruction of the memory of the midnight lord's think tank, every corner of the Death of Truth he has set foot on is clearly described!

What is synchronized with these descriptions is the space composed of silver lines in Calvin's eyes!

After drawing every space, Calvin can grasp the essence of this battleship from the root!
One, two, three...

10%, 20%, 30%...

When the reproduction progress of this battleship finally exceeded 50%, Calvin's eyes widened in vain:

"Law! Stand still!"

Following his deep voice, a large-scale psychic position appeared in the room located in the engine room of the Death of Truth!

A large number of slave laborers and priests of the Black Mechanicus were killed instantly, and the entire engine room fell into a standstill!
　Three more!I couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)