Chapter 334: Confluence
The thunder eagle in the sky was still descending, tearing the air with its non-aerodynamic angles amid the roar of the plasma reactor, bringing bursts of roars in people's ears.
The will of the Legion was rapidly approaching in the eyes of the Grey Knights, just like the roaring steel that was descending from the end of the sky.
The spirits of the Sons of Calvin were still resisting, and as the distance got closer, this black-and-white, life-or-death struggle in will became more and more ferocious;
There was almost no room for error between the two spirits that came from the same source. If this conflict continued to occur, it would be a devastating destruction to the spiritual growth of the newborn Sons of Calvin.
Urdass was already a little unable to stand, as the most experienced person in the psychic field in the war group and the elder of all think tanks.
Although he was limited by his bloodline, he could not personally experience the operation of the will of the Legion.
But judging from his rich theoretical knowledge and practical experience, the Sons of Calvin on the ground were like straw in the wind. Their loose wills were beginning to falter under the huge pressure.
Grand Master Urdass frowned and stared at the core of the Thunderhawk fleet. The champion swordsman and the second think tank behind him tried to intervene, but he suppressed them.
He was waiting, waiting for Calvin's reaction as the creator of the Legion's will.
He didn't believe that Calvin, as the Primarch, would not be aware of the risks and consequences.
The Thunderhawk fleet had already approached the height where tactical dives could be carried out, and the pressure between the camps had reached a fever pitch.
The overflowing spirit stirred a huge amount of spiritual energy, and the distance between reality and the subspace was getting closer and closer under the dark clouds.
The Sons of Calvin on the ground began to be unable to stand, and knelt on one knee with their halberds supporting their bodies.
The spiritual pressure in the air began to affect reality, so that the dry stone slabs on the plateau all year round also showed white frost marks.
Inquisitor Phaethon realized it later and finally felt the game from the two camps.
But now she was between the two camps and had no way to avoid it. Apart from adhering to her own will, she could only look at the Grand Master beside her with confusion and help.
Buzz!
There was a low-frequency tremor in the hypothermic air.
When the contest between the camps was inevitable, before the desperate struggle between wills began. The person that Grand Master Urdas had been waiting for finally made a move.
A silver thunder suddenly appeared in the void, and after a violent roar, it rushed straight to the most solid space in the air.
Lightning spread in the air, and thunder broke through in the space.
The harsh scraping sound and the cry of glass cracking resounded throughout the earth, as if the thunder was not in the air at this time, but in something denser and harder.
Finally, the thunder reached the center of the battle. At the moment when the space where only two wills existed was squeezed in by a third party, a silver light was released from its core.
All wills paused. Under the inspiration of this power from the end of blood and soul, the wills of the two camps instantly turned from steel-like hardness to grease-like softness.
That was the Primarch! That was the source of their genes!
All the sons of Calvin were now attracted by the thunder in the sky.
And the thunder also took advantage of the inertia of the previous collision and game between the two camps to mix the two camps together.
Boom!
A huge thunder resounded from the sky, and the clouds in the sky trembled. The Grey Knights of the two camps were all dizzy and stood there withered under the strong intervention of the Primarch.
The sons of Calvin were extremely shocked and surprised after the spiritual confluence.
They were shocked that the will of the Legion was far from simple as they imagined. Its magnificent spiritual circuits and the knowledge contained in it, and even the changes in cognition made them at a loss for a while;
They were even more surprised, because when the will of the Legion was completely open to them, a door from the soul of the Primarch also opened to them at its end.
Advance or retreat?
This is a place that is not mentioned in the Exorcist Codex and the Chapter Law. They just got out of the experience of a desperate fight, and they were at a loss for a moment.
Agree or deny?
They knew that they were finally accepted by the Legion, but should they go to the unknown under the leadership of the Primarch and become a brand new existence?
The thunder dissipated, and the Primarch's majestic body appeared in the air. Facing everyone's gaze, he looked down at these Grey Knights with eyes that were directly at their souls.
"What are you doing (second tone)?" The Primarch's words came down from the sky.
"I am the Emperor's Hammer!"
The Grey Knights sang subconsciously, because this was the will engraved in their instincts. It was this loyalty to the Emperor and mankind that allowed them, as psychics who are more sensitive than mortals, to survive the inhuman soul tests of the Grey Knights.
"What are you doing (fourth tone)?"
"Destroy the evil spirits!"
The questioning again finally made these Grey Knights find the courage to face the unknown fate. They whispered and followed the Primarch's words, repeating the oath that the Chapter had fought for for ten thousand years.
"How do we do it?"
"Use faith as armor!"
The Thunder Eagle descended from the sky, and the gate opened with the release of steam.
Many Grey Knights of Krieg lined up with their compatriots, and under the witness of the older generation of Grey Knights such as Urdas, they also joined in the sacred prayer.
"How do we defend it?"
"Use piety as a shield!"
One thousand two hundred and eighty-one Sons of Calvin chanted loudly, and the will of the Legion rose and fell like the tide.
"Why do we practice?"
"Use loyalty as a sharp sword!"
As they chanted again and again, the spirit of the new generation of Grey Knights became more and more concentrated.
Under the baptism of the oath and the guidance of their compatriots, the frequency of souls and psychic energy gradually approached the will of the Legion.
"What are you doing?" Calvin looked down at the Grey Knights below, and every Son of Calvin felt his gaze at this moment.
"I am the evil of the devil!" They uttered the answer firmly from their mouths, and repeated the oath that they had recited in the Victory Hall again under the witness of the Primarch.
When the last prayer was finished, the souls of the Sons of Calvin were also adjusted.
The Grey Knights, who were re-affirmed in their beliefs, had no scruples, and under Calvin's expectant eyes, they bravely opened their whole selves to the will of the Legion.
Boom!
This time the roar did not sound in reality, but was immediately produced in their bodies.
After these sons of Calvin completely embraced the will of the Legion, the will of the Legion also gave them the same generous reward.
The inscription system that Calvin left in the will of the Legion was received by them. When they were pleasantly surprised to find that they still had a way forward at the end of their soul practice, the inscriptions hidden in the cells of their bodies were also activated one by one.
The sons of Calvin returned to silence again, standing in place like steel sculptures.
Their souls were undergoing the transformation of the inscriptions, laying the foundation for a higher evolution;
The blood in their bodies was surging, and the heart and bone marrow were madly consuming the nutrients in the blood, so that after the self-upgrade was completed, those new stem cells were transported to the whole body.
Under the imprint of those inscription knowledge, these Grey Knights were undergoing the second comprehensive transformation and upgrade since the genetic modification.
These powerful warriors who have surpassed mortals and even ordinary Astartes have received a rare opportunity for secondary development here after experiencing the inhuman transformation of gene seeds.
Short, but more.