After the crisp metal collision sound reaches a frequency that exceeds the limit of the human ear, what can be received is this almost continuous vibration.
Steel is colliding and bodies are breaking, but the mechanical slaves are still fighting resolutely but in vain according to the will given by the main console.
Every moment, people are swept by the storm, and then dismembered by the sweeping metal storm without even being able to see their weapons clearly, and restored to their original appearance...
The doors in the four corners of the Colosseum-like hall were opened, and hundreds of new forces were released to support their battle.
After the former proved unable to stop the white figure, more immersive devices were unlocked and activated.
On the armor-level protective wall of the battleship, heavy logging guns and twin laser guns poked out from the hidden fire doors, and began to pour firepower on the target under the lock of the auspicious device.
Thermal energy rays and solid ammunition refract and bounce on the ceramic floor. The nearly saturated firepower rays and weird and difficult-to-prevent secondary damage in the hall still cannot stop the raging of the white storm.
"Come again!"
All the enemies on the scene collapsed, and Calvin's loud roar penetrated the wall and reached the servo in the monitoring room.
Contrasting with the illusion of intense emotions on the outside, the cold will in Calvin's body is examining the enemy and ourselves, and at the same time, he is also distracted in his brain receiving his own memories in other timelines:
"Phoenix Guard Swordsmanship·Change"
"Victorious Army Champion Swordsmanship"
"Thirteen Mechanical Applications of Gladiator Ax Technique"
"Blades and Fangs—The Fenrisian Rules of Survival"
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Various martial arts skills and ideas in his memory collided in his mind, making the sword in his hand sharper and more flexible, and more eclectic.
But Calvin did not feel joy.
Since waking up, he has clearly understood that this sudden development is not so much a bonus earned on the battlefield, but rather an instinctive rescue of the body before facing the overflow of spiritual energy.
The reason for all this comes from his evolution at the cellular level since the Holy Blood Trial, which has been stuck at 39% for too long.
This is not due to his negligence or laziness. In fact, he has never stopped investing in this area. However, after the cells' mimicry progress of the original cells in the "holy blood" reaches 39%, they are no longer able to break through on their own.
Yes.
The instinctive desire for a certain kind of energy made Calvin understand that what he lacked was the help of an external energy that he did not possess, and this was precisely something outside the scope of his knowledge reserves.
The evolution of the body has almost stagnated, but the progress of the soul has not stopped. The increasingly obvious gap between the two is his biggest crisis at the moment, and it is also the reason for his depression.
Tick-tick-tick!
The inventory of tactical machine slaves in the servo triggered the cordon. The sergeant monitoring the equipment sent a signal to the hall that the training was over, and at the same time, this training came to an end.
After rinsing in the shower room, Calvin walked out of the training ground with a gloomy expression.
The white linen robe is draped around the body, and the height of more than 3.5 meters without armor is like a walking giant statue, which makes the soldiers of the mortal legion bow their heads and salute when they see it from a distance.
After returning a symbolic salute to these soldiers, Calvin returned to his residence and sat alone at the table, looking thoughtfully at the side data in front of him.
"Have you reached your limit?"
He secretly asked himself. "But, this is not enough..."
Under the dim light, his shadow was reflected on the floor. In the unmanned space, you could only see the confusion and helplessness of the person in the reflection holding his head in his hands.
The various data on the side of the body come from the careful measurement of the pharmacist brother of the Chapter. He has read it countless times after waking up.
After growing another 25 centimeters in height, he completely broke through the 3.5-meter mark. With a height of 3.65 meters and a weight of nearly two tons, he was completely different from the Astartes.
Just like a Siberian tiger trying to hide in a group of jaguars, the difference in dimensions made Calvin automatically become another species in the eyes of the pharmacist brothers without any explanation.
This is good, at least it saves Calvin a lot of lip service. At least that's what Calvin thought under the excited and eager eyes of the pharmacists.
But this is not good, because at this stage, even the Gray Knights Chapter, which has extremely high authority and can directly retrieve data from the Throne Court, will be unable to help him go further.
The new energy circulation system in the body has actually been there for a long time. It is the product of stimulating experiments on cells during the last development of the body.
The high-strength tissue structure is not so much a pipeline as a muscle-strengthening device using spiritual energy as energy.
The generation of this kind of organ increases the body's consumption of spiritual energy to a certain extent, and also delays the onset of problems in disguise.
But Calvin knows that this kind of application treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Before his cells enter a higher energy level, this consumption is of little significance to the speed of his psychic recovery.
The genetic laboratory established by the Emperor himself on the moon had been destroyed in the flames of war as early as the Great Heresy. He could not find any knowledge useful to him, including the entire Inquisition and the Throne Court.
It is already the fourth day since I woke up and left the medical department, and it is already the second day since I left the recovery stage and entered high-intensity training.
After two days of nearly 22 hours of all-out training, Calvin finally saw the limits of his physical body, but the spiritual energy that spontaneously gathered under the soul mass effect was still growing endlessly...
"What should I do? What should I do..."
The suppressed whisper echoed from Calvin's residence, and then dissipated into the unknown night.
One night passed, and in the early morning of the next day, Calvin appeared again in the government affairs hall of Titan 2 as if nothing had happened.
Under the watchful eyes of a group of Gray Knights and the Imperial Guards who stayed around, he sat steadily behind the seat that symbolized the Lord of the Castle, handling his duties.
There are many more documents to be processed on the desk than usual, and to be honest, most of them are brought by Calvin himself.
As Calvin wakes up and recovers, the Federman Galaxy where Titan 2 is located is once again open to the outside world.
The Federman galaxy, which had been lifted from silence, reappeared on the interstellar link of the Imperial Astral Tribunal, which not only relieved the nearby Demonic Tribunals, but also relieved the home planet in the direction of Terra.
In the end, this unstable behavior once again disrupted the jumping rhythm of the Gray Knight fleet.
Yes, it's once again, and this unlucky fleet has not been able to reach the Federman System yet.
Because halfway through their last subspace voyage, the Navigator lost the coordinates of the Federman System in the subspace without warning.
The crisis of Star Trek is just around the corner. The comparison parameters provided by the Star Torch Court were repeated by the Navigator, but the existence of Federman was still not found.
In desperation, the Gray Knight fleet could only jump out to the nearest jump point under the leadership of the flagship battleship USS Supreme Order, and then tried to jump again to Federman's nearest star system.
And not long after they jumped out of the subspace, the coordinates of Federman's galaxy reappeared on the star map of the Star Torch Court, as if they were deliberately teasing them. Needless to say, the reason why.
In this way, the final result was that on the first day after Calvin returned to his duties, a snowstorm of inquiry documents and communication requests came from the direction of the Tribunal and Titan, including naturally a part of the poor fleet.
portion.
Calvin spent several hours patiently processing these purely business documents before turning his attention to the notification documents on the desk that were placed as second priority by the administrative officer.
The first thing that caught Calvin's eye was good news - the promise of Nicholas, the envoy of the Imperial Guard, was being fulfilled smoothly:
The warlord-level psychic Titan "Imperial Commissar" that was transported back from the unknown star is about to arrive on Titan II.
Moreover, through the coordination of the Throne Court, the mechanical priests from the Order of Omen and a large team have also set off, coming from the direction of Terra.
This is also the only good news in this batch of documents. The next document brings a transcript of the information from the Inquisition's intelligence stations throughout the Storm Star Territory. When reported to Terra, it was also delivered to Titan 2 simultaneously.<
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First document:
The war in Orps is getting worse, and we are asking for more support. The sector's finances are on the verge of collapse, and we are asking Terra for a special tax exemption policy.
Second document:
The Fire Angel Chapter has responded to the call of War Lord Hailstrom and is on its way to the Karthak Rebellion Sector.
Third document:
The Reza Forge World privately responded to the request of a certain war group and began producing Crusader-type Land Raider heavy tanks without authorization from Mars documents.
The Martian authorities expressed serious concern and lodged a protest...
Fourth document:
The population data of the Tasmodan sector in the previous cycle was abnormal, and the death data decreased due to unnatural factors. It is recommended to investigate.
Considering that there are currently no imperial mobile troops stationed nearby, it is recommended that the Holy Hammer Order provide support and be on standby.
"Well..."
Calvin blinked and looked carefully at the time the file arrived. It happened to be less than a day after Titan II was shut down.
Abnormal population data? A rather serious accusation.
Once verified, it was almost another extinction order like the SATA galaxy...
Calvin thought as he looked at Captain Stern's name on the note. Then he saw the long-lost name on the next document:
Lyudmila, the former high-ranking demon judge of the Holy Hammer Order, was declared guilty of negligence in handling the SATA section, causing irreparable losses to the empire, and was sentenced to death. The date was a week ago...
"This day has come..."
Calvin recalled that on Titan, the thin human woman smiled and talked to him about her destined death and entrusted her apprentice to him. The other person's voice and smile seemed like yesterday.
He raised his head and looked towards the distant direction of Terra for a long time, and then said to the clerk beside him:
"Send a message to Titan to Grand Master Walden to pick up someone for me... name? Well, let me think about it. Yes, a young man named Antonov."
After explaining the matter without any further reflection, Calvin put the document down and continued to deal with other matters.
The deceased is gone, and there is not much he can do, this is all he can do.
It took Calvin a whole morning to clean up the accumulated copywriting. After the routine prayer ceremony at noon and lunch, he went to the equipment workshop again.
The foundry sergeants here are working hard on his temporary power armor, and Calvin needs to cooperate with them to collect the latest data in order to customize specific parts.
Fortunately, there are not many elders in the battle group who have been buried in the Holy Fear. There are only less than 7 people who are still in the distant Titan home planet.
Therefore, when the foundry sergeants here temporarily removed the parts from the vacant Holy Dreadnought and pieced them together with the Holy Shield-type power armor parts, they could feel less unnecessary burden.
"Original Heart" has been sent for modification again due to size issues. Until it is completed, Calvin can only make do with wearing this light armor.
"Mission" Warhammer also faces similar problems, but fortunately it is still bearable.
The originally standard-sized two-handed warhammer has now become as awkwardly positioned as a "dirty sword" that is "one and a half hands long" in Calvin's hands.
So now the only weapon in Calvin's hands is the Sword of Oath that he got by accident, and even this sword will soon be returned to the home planet.
Calvin stood alone in the center of the relic room, looking at the dazzling array of weapons displayed around him but all of which were smaller in size. He suddenly understood why the Primarchs had so many weapons left in the world.
"I'm still too poor. I should get a few more and save them if I have the chance."
The fear of insufficient firepower that was engraved into my bones in my previous life has recurred in this world.
It was almost dusk on Federman 9 when he left the equipment workshop. After strolling around the training hall and showing his presence, Calvin returned to his residence.
After once again declining the imperial guard who wanted to stand guard in his dormitory at the door, he finally waited for his own personal time.
Taking off his disguise, Calvin stood in his equipment room, looking at the Sword of Oath in his hand and thinking deeply.
He didn't know the secret of this sword, but since Titan valued it so much, there must be his reason.
In one of Tingus's dreams, the long-dead Grand Master Natilik was fighting for his soul to die in order to hand it into his own hands. This shows the specialness of this holy sword.
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So, what exactly makes this sword so important?
Calvin, who was temporarily confused about the way forward for his physical evolution, had nothing to do, so he simply used his previously acquired psychic talent on this sword.
Then, he didn't know whether to live or die, but he was hit hard by the will carried by this holy sword that had undergone countless solemn oaths!
"With this body, I will serve the Emperor for the rest of my life!"
"In this name, I will burn my blood to defend mankind!"
"In the name of the Emperor! Witness our ascension!"
"In the name of humanity! Witness our sacrifice!"
The massive images carry the power of the oath that has been retained in the sword for thousands of years, impacting Calvin's spiritual defense.
The unstoppable will suppressed him at the first moment, and the divine soul instinctively resisted the assimilation of this power!
A large amount of spiritual energy flows from Calvin's hands to this holy sword. While resisting, he does not forget to give it blessing and protection, for fear that the will in this holy sword will be wasted in Calvin's own hands.
Or a second, maybe more. In this short but long time, while Calvin's spiritual energy was violently consumed, his soul was also severely baptized.
With the blessing of his spiritual energy, the power of the Holy Sword had a close confrontation with his own soul, and the consumption of both his forward and backhand spiritual energy also caused his massive spiritual energy to bottom out instantly!
After the baptism was over, he hurriedly let go of his hands and stepped back. At the same time, he re-examined the holy sword with a surprised look. His spiritual energy began to flicker in response to him, and it spontaneously suspended in the air.
An unexpected joy appeared in his heart:
Hey! This thing is interesting!
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