Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 410 Echoes of Courage and Loyalty ([-]) The Ancient Battlefield, the Disappeared Priest and Kerbers

Compared with the people who cleaned up the mess on Presdia, Calvin obviously had a lot less doubts.

From the moment he stepped into the Webway, Calvin was ready for a vicious battle against the demon legions left over from those Webway Wars.

However, the situation did not develop in the direction he expected. Even after he followed his instinctive prompts and walked into the webway, and stepped into those bizarre space-time tunnels, he did not find a trace of demons in the surrounding environment. trace.

It's too clean... It's not normal to be clean...

Calvin led the imperial guards and the Gray Knights through a dilapidated masonry corridor. The surrounding walls had been baptized for many years, and there were ancient lamps placed in the shallow pits dug out of the walls. They were pale, The faded masonry reveals patches of mottled under the dim lighting.

"Appius... Appius..."

Calvin recited this name repeatedly in his mind, and felt the will in his soul. In the seemingly transparent space in front of him, the multi-dimensional Rubik's Cube of the Webway composed of time and space was also reorganized in countless timelines. , Take him to the place he wants to reach in countless possibilities.

it's near...

His instinct was telling him that he was approaching his goal, but the quiet, clean and excessive corridor in front of him made him doubt himself for a while.

"There is a situation!" Golden reminded behind him, pulling Calvin, who was in deep thought, out of his thoughts.

He looked forward along the finger of the captain of the guard, and at the other end of the corridor that was so long that he could not see the end, a blue figure was standing silently with his back facing them several kilometers away.

That's not a living person...

Because neither the gray knight's psychic vision nor the auspicious arrays on the power armor of the imperial guards were able to obtain any life signals from the front.

And his position is not the same as the corridor where Calvin and others are located, obviously there is a wider space.

"Go..." Calvin raised his footsteps and led the crowd forward, and as the distance between them and the figure continued to shorten, more details appeared in the vision of Calvin and others, which also made the emperor's sharp blade They became more and more silent.

This kind of silence reached its peak when they reached the end of the corridor, because below the end of the corridor, a huge battlefield relic was displayed in front of them.

It was a huge circular square, located under a drop of more than ten meters below the corridor where Calvin and the others were.

And the reason why the figure that obviously belonged to the power armor of the Ultramarine color system could be seen by them was because what he was stepping on was a hill composed of tens of thousands of broken blades and bones belonging to different kinds of weapons...

An old MK.1 chainsword was stuck at the figure's feet, the energy indicator light on the hilt had long been extinguished, and another strange-shaped snake spear pierced through his chest firmly pierced his back. The ground pinning him in place was what kept the particularly tall Astartes standing.

White helmet, white shoulder armor, green laurel leaf pattern...

Golden and Nicholas stared at each other silently. This was the captain of the son of Guilliman, and theoretically should be their chapter master.

Calvin silently looked down from the high platform extending from the corridor, and as his vision swept across, more wreckage, broken armor, and weapons belonging to the Son of Guilliman were discovered.

Without exception, they all had incompleteness and damage after the fierce battle, and they were quietly scattered around the hill in an extremely tragic state.

Calvin's heart paused heavily at this moment, and he could almost imagine how tragic the battle was going on here:
When these sons of Guilliman faced the frontal impact of countless demons, they centered on the commander on the hill and established this line of defense in a hasty retreat.

But that was the end of the retreat. For unknown reasons, the sons of Guilliman stopped. After they consumed their last ammunition here, they could no longer maintain the hastily established defense line.

He could only use the only remaining weapon in his hand, and fell into the most tragic hand-to-hand battle with these demon legions who were advancing one after another.

Only half of the chainsaw sword stuck on the demon's breastbone, grenade fragments embedded in the wall, the polymer blade dagger tightly held in the hand of the severed power armor, the severely deformed shoulder armor and the dent Fragments of breastplate breastplate...

A silent but extremely bloody battlefield composition was displayed in front of Calvin. It was the sons of Guilliman scattered all over the battlefield, using their only remaining weapons, even their fists and teeth, to fight against the enemy that was doomed to failure. .

But none of them retreated, and all the sons of Guilliman as far as Calvin could see lived bravely to the last moment.

Their armor and wreckage entangled with those alien bones, silently told Calvin and others how they wrestled with those demons before they died, and how they tried their best like wild beasts in the end The strength of the enemy will die together.

Not one of them turned their backs to the enemy, not one of them died by beheading outside of battle.

They fulfilled the loyalty they swore to the last second of their lives, and they... are worthy of their mission.

"Holy, the Emperor! Give me weapons!"

"Great, loyal soul, fight to the death!"

Calvin knelt down on one knee first, reciting in a low voice.

The people behind them also felt the will of these soldiers coming across time, and followed their commanders to pay them respects from future generations to their fellow travelers.

And the lonely souls wandering in this battlefield seem to be able to feel their existence, and a battle cry that spanned time rang in everyone's ears:

"For the emperor! For mankind! Kill!"

"Ho ho... ho ho..." The maniacal laughter woke Calvin from the remembrance of the dead.

He looked down at the source of the sound. On the open space below the platform under his feet, the fallen man named Appius was standing there, looking at the ancient battlefield in front of him and laughing nervously.

But the moment he saw Calvin, he stopped laughing and backed away slowly, finally disappearing in the shadow of the corridor under the high platform.

"Chasing!" Calvin said without thinking, and then he couldn't wait to bypass the steps next to him and jumped directly from the high platform.

The imperial guards and gray knights behind them didn't have time to react, so they could only follow their original body to the corridor.

However, the disappearance of Appius' figure was as strange as his appearance. After Calvin rushed into this corridor, there was no sign of his existence in the small space.

And when Calvin and others were looking for the disappearing figure of Appius, a thin mortal who should never have appeared here was discovered by them from the shadow of the corridor.

"Who are you?" The child crawled out from the shadows, and looked at the Emperor's Blades who were as tall as inhumans, without any fear like ordinary people.

"Us? We are the Emperor's angels..."

Calvin examined the child, and after not finding any traces of chaos on him, he ignored Captain Golden's attempt to stop him, walked up to him and knelt down and said.

"What about you? Child? Who are you?"

"Me? My name is Cerberus."

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(End of this chapter)