Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 328 The Beginning of a Fierce Battle
"as you wish……"

The furious Calvin concentrated his will in an instant, overcame the thorns and thorns in the etheric ocean, and moved forward in the direction he perceived;
Corresponding to the physical level, the Primarch hammered down the hammer in his hand heavily.The silver thunder erupted on the spot and disappeared instantly, while the majestic body of the Primarch tore through the barrier of space and appeared in front of the Eldar.

boom!
Huge psychic lightning, with the force of distorted space, exploded along the feet of Calvin and the members of the honor guard behind him.

The shock wave of the ether spread in all directions, and most of the power was guided by Calvin towards the Eldar ahead.

This is a little trick that the Gray Knights have when mastering the teleportation power, and it can often cause accidental damage to units without psionic perception.

Calvin seemed to join the frontal battlefield in a rage, but under his slightly reckless actions, he calmly observed and tested his prey.

The enemy did not let him down. Anna Suer's tall body perfectly displayed the agility and quickness of the Eldar. The Phoenix Lord looked at Calvin against the storm, and did not retract until the storm was in front of him.

In Calvin's eyes, the extreme transition between stillness and movement in an instant seemed to be showing off her functions and skills in a demonstrative way.

In the eyes of the champion swordsmen behind Calvin, the figure of the Phoenix Lord has broken through the limit of naked eye observation, and the flickering afterimage is the reality they can see.

hum!
Calvin pulled out a spare power sword from the back of the warrior beside him, and pressed the button on the hilt after pulling a blade to fit its center of gravity.

The target in front of the Warhammer was obviously too cumbersome. After the enemy showed obvious characteristics, Calvin graciously changed his Lightning Claw to a partner.

"Go gather the troops and break through their defenses. This is not your battlefield."

The Primarch watched the Phoenix Lord approaching slowly in front of him, and the judgment and command of the battle situation in the psychic link were also being carried out simultaneously.

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the champion swordsmen decisively assigned half of their hands to avoid the confrontation between the two, and rushed towards the entrance behind her.

As for the remaining half, after being discovered by Calvin, they bit the bullet and stayed where they were under the pretext of "watching" and "learning".

Calvin also knew the reason for their persistence. In fact, even he himself had done similar work in other timelines.

Comparing his heart with his heart, Calvin also understood the difficulties of the Honor Guard.

He decided to pursue their problems after the fact. As for now, he simply ignored the group of guys who didn't have enough confidence in him, and concentrated on walking towards his enemies.

bang... bang...

Calvin's heart was beating vigorously, and every nerve ending in his powerful body was sending excitement signals for the upcoming battle.

His eyes collided with the alien standing a hundred meters away. At this moment, the wills of both parties transcended the differences of race and civilization, and expressed their clear will to each other with the most instinctive body language:

Destroy, or be destroyed!

boom!
The bone-made Dreadblade was a hundred meters away from its owner in one second, and appeared on top of Calvin's head in the next second.

Subconsciously raising his hand to block with the epee, Calvin's posture of venting his force diagonally has not yet formed, and the precise and continuous slashes at the same place have followed one after another!

bah—

The ear-piercing impact of the force field became one piece in Calvin's ears, and the enemy's inhuman slash was mixed with a sinister piercing.Under this continuous offensive, he quietly probed towards his vitals.

But Calvin's nerves were by no means comparable to the humans the Eldar had encountered before. Although he couldn't parry all the attacks, when the one or two remaining attacks passed through the defense, he could still use his armor to bear the attacks from time to time.

Time to end!

Calvin had no patience for tempting the enemy.

The lion and the rabbit also do their best, and the greatest respect for the enemy is to do their best to kill them as soon as possible!

The familiarity with the Spirit Race in his memory allowed him to skip the trial stage of encountering unfamiliar enemies.

The distance between the rear fleet and the hulk is getting closer, and the speed of the fleet can no longer be reduced.

Based on the empire's subspace navigation principle similar to "floating in water", if the speed is lower, the fleet may not be able to maintain the minimum standard for subspace navigation!

boom!
When the Phoenix Lord's attack arrived again, Calvin, who deliberately used his shoulder armor to meet the enemy, suddenly launched an attack!

The power armor on the primarch roared frantically, trying to keep pace with his attacks.

It was also under the neural dispatching structure that used the psionic fiber as the interface after the transformation, the master-level power armor "First Heart" finally barely kept up with the speed of the original body, and did not become a drag in his battle.

The epee in Calvin's hand was still in a parrying posture the last moment, but the next moment the Primarch's big hand held the hilt tightly and slashed towards the enemy.

Perhaps no one knows how powerful the enraged Primarch is, but the overwhelmed sound of the power sword suddenly exerting force should be able to show some clues from the side.

Danger!

Just jumping away with the help of Calvin's parry, the Phoenix Lord who followed the rhythm of the attack and prepared to jump again rang the alarm.

With her terrifying coordination, she changed her posture in mid-air, and drew an arc in the air with the fear blade that was about to be cut off, and finally protected her in front of her.

Bah!
A dull knocking sound broke out between the two, and the champion swordsmen watching the battle from a distance had no time to react, but they knew based on hundreds of years of fierce fighting experience:

The offensive and defensive situation between the original body and the enemy changed in this instant!
The countless afterimages of the Phoenix Lord surrounding the Primarch merged into one in an instant, and then in mid-air, he blocked the Primarch's counterattack with the Dreadblade in embarrassment, and was sent flying from a distance.

After the Primarch succeeded, he swung his claw with his left hand and was blocked by the dart, and the figure who was about to chase stopped.

Snapped!
The Phoenix Lord appeared to be harmless and lightly fell from the midair.

But after she stood firm, a smooth cut extended from the upper end of her breastplate, and the pale bone armor cracked, and the pieces fell gently on the ground, silently telling of the danger just now.

Is it dangerous?
Under the Phoenix Lord's bone mask, the corners of Anna Suel's mouth raised slightly when she entered the battle state.

For a legend like her with an infinite lifespan and thousands of years of combat experience, the battle just now was just a warm-up for a regular battle.

There are still too many skills and strengths in her hands that have not been displayed, and she has encountered countless more dangerous scenes than this in previous battles.

Danger?The gradually excited Phoenix Lord got up slowly in a crouching position.

The giant white bone sword that was originally held in both hands was split into two long and narrow scimitars by her under Calvin's gaze from a distance!

Danger?

Calvin not far away has a similar feel to the Phoenix Lord.

The other party obviously had no psionic power, and Calvin could be alert enough from the naturally growing lines and inscriptions just by glancing at the enemy's armor.

And as the owner of the power of order, what Calvin is least worried about is the confrontation at the level of psychic power!

Both sides in the battle have their own trump cards, and they also have expectations for the enemy's reservations.

The two unanimously chose to believe in their own strength, which made both sides' willingness to fight again obviously began to increase!
"Things of ignorance, within the universe, the stars and stars are under the control of our clan;
Why do you dare to raise your sword against us? "

These were the first words of the Phoenix Lord since the battle.

Calvin understood the truth of this arrogant declaration, but that didn't mean he approved of its logic.

"Joke!" The Primarch's low voice was filled with powerful spiritual fluctuations.

In the background of the warp, this sound has obvious appeal to all the creatures present.

"If the accumulation of civilization in the past ten thousand years only left you with such a crude sense of superiority, then I am curious if you are willing to let go of your resistance and face death when facing an older existence?"

"presumptuous!"

The Phoenix Lord's body had already recovered from the impact just now, and after she finished breathing, she immediately activated the spiritual bone equipment on her body, and forcibly passed Calvin's psychic lightning at a strange speed.

After a few flashes, she reappeared in the sky above the primarch.

The long and narrow black body descended from the sky, with two scimitars crossed to form a cross, with its head turned towards Calvin and the face mask lowered!
Calvin, who was below, was also fearless in the face of danger, and the two pale sharp blades in his pupils were zooming in at a high speed, but they couldn't affect his mentality even in the slightest.

As the other party is a psychic race, the existence of anti-psychic measures is of course within his expectations;

From his point of view, no matter how many cards the enemy has, the core function of the enemy will come to an end.

But what about Calvin?

He watched the enemy deliberately try to restrain his clumsy fighting style by combining the advantages of his body with the characteristics of martial arts.

A cold smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth:
"How arrogant, who do you think I am?

Is it a waste that can only abuse spells and be helpless when encountering assassins?

I will, but it’s not just this kind of play..."

Calvin's inhuman dynamic vision firmly locked onto the figure of the Phoenix Lord.

And his body, which seemed to be standing still, slowly made a gesture that he hadn't seen for a long time, which belonged to the martial arts of the Everson Temple...

　update!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)