Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

The distance is getting closer.

Calvin knew it, and "he" should have known it too.

Passing through the front hall of the palace hall, what Calvin saw was a portal made of gold, and after pushing through the 13-meter-high, [-]-centimeter-thick solid gold portal, Calvin finally saw the famous, The "Golden Throne" that hangs on the lips of all the god-emperor believers.

Spiritual energy is already like substance in the space here, and the air is full of transparent, colloidal energy.

Righteousness and evil live side by side here, like ice cubes stuck on a faucet;

Reality and the power of the Supreme Heaven maintain a disproportionate balance here. The power of the subspace seems to be gushing out in the next second, but it is firmly held behind a wall by the former.

The hair all over his body spontaneously reacted with static electricity the first second he entered this space. The slight tingling pain in his head accompanied by severe tinnitus caused Calvin to frown, and at the same time, every step was extremely difficult.

That is the network channel, right?

Following his own perception, Calvin listened to the eternal howling of endless resentment and evil echoing in the void that had been suppressed by the emperor for thousands of years;
Is this the Lord of Humanity?

Calvin looked up, and saw that the body in the thin blouse had shrunk to the extreme, and the body under the complete degeneration of muscles only had wrinkled old skin hanging on the bones.

This is even a bit disgusting. Calvin never thought that a human body would become so disgusting after lingering for thousands of years.

The pale and sticky skin was like a decayed tapestry, and despite the years, it still stubbornly covered the inhumanly thick bones.

It is also very sacred, because all beings who know the identity of the person before them are all shocked by the dedication of their lives.

The burqa that covered most of his body could not cover the hideous wounds on his body, and the pair of big hands covered with scars on the armrests also spoke silently of "his" will.

Calvin couldn't help wiping his eyes.

Well, it must be because the air is too dry...

He still wanted to look at "him" again, but found that he couldn't do it.

It wasn't just the air that was distorted, even his eyeballs were out of balance under the pressure of the environment.

The golden throne at the end of the hall, surrounded by countless pipelines, and the figure sitting on it twisted into a golden phantom, and the suffocating energy seemed endless, and it was still flowing in an amount beyond the limit of Calvin's perception. increasing every moment.

Well, and soul, and faith.

After turning on his spirit vision again, Calvin suddenly found that the empty room had already been "filled":
The increase is not just pure energy. Calvin feels like he is standing next to the nuclear reactor without any cover, and he seems to be observing a persistent core.

Countless psionic energy is like violent radiation, overflowing from the device called the Golden Throne;

And more than that was the endless line of faith that only he could see, filling almost the entire room.

Calvin suddenly understood something, at least he knew why this being was in the idealistic supreme heaven, and the form he displayed would be the contradictory gold and white colors.

It's not how deep his understanding of soul and belief is, but the endless beliefs of billions of people from the entire empire, representing their own desires, and colorful beliefs, gathered in front of his eyes.

Have you studied spectroscopy?That's the principle.

Although those beliefs have different colors due to the desires of their souls, it is precisely when all these colors finally come together that they "just happen" to transform into the most "pure" white.

Is it pure?It's just a matter of opinion.

But what is certain is that when the excessively rich desires gather in one place, what it achieves is exactly that there is no desire and no humanity...

Gold and white stars, less gold and more white.

what does that mean?Calvin would have been impossible to understand.

But when he "saw" everything in front of him with his own eyes, he instantly understood:
It is the man in front of him who is in the final stage of his life, not only to fulfill his final mission, but to suppress the webway buried deep under Terra alone;
It is also necessary to carry the belief of the people of the empire for nearly ten thousand years, and move forward with difficulty.

"How are you?"

These were the first words Calvin said after entering the room.His tone was soft, as if he didn't want to disturb the rest of the person in front of him, or as if he saw something too precious and didn't want to break it.

What he can confirm is that the golden part of the two-color star is thinner than the last meeting;
What he can't confirm is how much of the man in front of him who has sacrificed everything for mankind still belongs to him.

"Emperor Ascension Theory"?Or "Road to the Emperor's Sacred Words"?
Calvin thought of a certain person's theory in his heart, and even more scoffed at this person's ideas that had spread in the empire.

The poison of faith... Lorgar, do you really know what faith means to you and to the Emperor?

If the scene in front of us really breaks through that layer of boundaries, will what human beings wait for really be what they want?
Is the Emperor still the Emperor he once was?Calvin buried this doubt deeply in his heart, and that existence seemed to sense Calvin's arrival, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

The golden brilliance is hot again, temporarily gaining the upper hand from the struggle with white:

He slowly opened the only remaining right eye, and looked down at Calvin from the golden throne with empty eyes; he also had divinity but stared at the "seed" in front of him with compassion for a long time.

"I'm...very good...better after seeing you..."

"let me help you!"

Calvin endured a huge spiritual pressure, forcing his body to move forward.And the man sitting on the golden throne did not refuse, but just looked at Calvin's recklessness.

It took Calvin a few minutes to walk the short distance of tens of meters between him and the huge throne.

Under the pressure that was almost at the limit of his endurance, he forced his psionic hand through the stasis, and pressed it firmly on the back of the Emperor's hand.

boom!
A huge sound wave was generated from the void, and the figures of the two surrounded the empty and quiet throne room, and a huge energy storm blew up from nothing on the ground!
The endless belief seemed to have found an outlet under the extreme pressure, and after passing through the soul of the emperor himself, it surged towards Calvin's soul!

Calvin's soul manifested as if it had been hit by a comet full of matter, and the entire black star exploded in size under an unimaginably huge torrent of belief.

Countless incandescent lightning bolts danced in the black prismatic crystals on the surface of the sphere, and the original mottled cracks on the sphere closed up visible to the naked eye, and even those missing parts showed signs of growing again!
His spiritual world also seemed to be experiencing a catastrophe. Under the guidance of Calvin, the tide of endless desires and emotions was like a river hanging upside down, pouring headfirst into his "pure land"!
The area of ​​the continent in the spiritual world is growing rapidly, and the changes in the sea and the sea are happening in just a few seconds;
But in reality, Calvin's body was under extreme pressure, a large amount of spiritual energy was directed to Calvin, and then returned to the emperor's body again.

Every inch of his skin was cracking, and his internal organs were spasming.The bright red blood dripped from his facial features and skin, and quietly accumulated into a pool at his feet...

The "Holy Blood Cell" felt an unprecedented supply of energy, deducing and proliferating crazily, but compared with the damage to his body, these remedies were just a drop in the bucket and useless to the overall situation, delaying the time for his body to collapse.

But his attempts also worked.

In his spiritual vision, the golden light in that star was obviously active, while the white part, as a "latecomer", obviously began to wither after losing the supply of faith.

The eyes of the emperor sitting on the throne began to have the brilliance of humanity again, and his other hand, just a second before Calvin was on the verge of limit, quietly pressed on Calvin's shoulder.

"That's it. You're... fine, you're... doing your best."

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ps, I don’t know why, yesterday’s chapter couldn’t be named, and the system didn’t recognize it after changing it several times.