Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes - #585 - Chapter 577 Hunting the Hungry Lord of the Gray Knights

Chapter 577 Hunting-The Hungry Lord of the Gray Knights

Boom!

What rang together with the bells was the sound of Erebus’s fine gears turning hidden under the hands.

At the end of the distant field of vision, dots of starlight can’t wait to pierce the dusk sky;

Corresponding to those eternal stars, the bright spots trailing traces of light in the night sky are the battleship formations of the Human Empire that are advancing rapidly.

Boom…boom…boom…boom…

In the dry and silent canyon, the pebbles on the ancient river channel were slightly colliding due to the loud noise.

A giant spirit as tall as a Titan walked out of the city in the distance, then staggered with an angry roar, and fled toward the canyon outside the town in embarrassment;

With a body of hundreds of tons, every step this giant takes brings heavy echoes and smoke to the ground; and thousands of painful faces appear on its decaying skin every moment.

Pus and maggots dripped from its exposed muscle legs, causing a corrosive sound like sulfuric acid in every inch of land it passed.

And if someone is lucky enough to see it in its entirety, he will find:

Compared with the ugliness of these details, the runes and diseases flowing all over its body under its transparent skin are the real evil that can make people fall the moment they see it.

But such a terrifying existence was escaping hastily from its lair at this moment.

It was like a prey that was being targeted. While fear and the desire to survive took over all of its rationality, it did not forget to keep looking back while it was escaping…

boom!

A ray of silver light fell sharply from the sky and hit a low hill heavily.

Amidst the rising smoke and dust, Calvin looked up. Wherever he looked, a mountain was disintegrating.

Yes, a mountain of corpses pieced together from human bodies. It was collapsing and disintegrating before his eyes.

Amidst the rumbling sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the Imperial Truth flew towards Calvin with a terrifying scream from far to near;

And in the direction where it appeared, a wisp of silver flame was spreading rapidly and silently.

Buzz! The slender sword suddenly stopped beside Calvin, then rotated at a demonstrative speed and let out a soft cry.

Calvin’s eyes looked forward without moving, but his palms stretched out towards it, soothing Imperial Truth’s overly active emotions.

At the end of the black land in the distance, there were faint roars and howls coming from a medium-sized mining town;

And when the huge monster in front of him fell down, those roars and howls seemed to have been wiped off his neck, and they all disappeared in just a few breaths.

Calvin slowly stood up and watched the huge thing that occupied the entire field of vision collapse.

The silver flame seemed to be alive, extending all the way along its spine, which was as thick as a human hand, and then exploded outward the moment it reached the end.

“Ho ho…”

The soul is gone, but the corrupted body still has the instinct to survive.

The remaining vitality caused the hundreds of corpses that made up it to instinctively struggle outwards, and then tore its tattered skin;

Countless maggots with barbs and long hairs were even more driven by fear and fled frantically from their paradise. After falling on the ground like raindrops, they lay alive at the foot of the mountain of corpses. A black insect blanket was laid out…

But this is useless because they themselves are part of “it”.

So when “it” is hunted by predators, all its components cannot escape the pursuit of the silver flames along the way.

The skinless corpses were overtaken by flames as they crawled, and their struggling and twisted postures were forever frozen;

Uncountable maggots stretched out long lines with mucus on the dry ground, and then spontaneously ignited at a certain moment without wind.

Wails and screams…but none of it can stop the flames that engulf everything on their bodies.

After the instant destruction, all that was left on this land were ashes that were still warm.

And the hunter who caused this tragedy stood not far away with his body that was far different from his essence.

Which number is this?

Calvin looked up at the miniature of the advance fleet, secretly calculating his hunting list in his heart.

If there was no problem with his senses, then there would be no prey that met his standards on this small mining planet ravaged by the plague.

The never-ending hunger in the soul felt satisfied for a moment after just devouring the monster;

But following the soul of this thing that could barely be regarded as a big demon, it fell all the way into the depths of Calvin’s soul essence, and was then rotated, squeezed, crushed, and even digested by those obsidian-like crystals.

As its true name and soul were absorbed, a hunger that was more obvious than before resurfaced in his heart again.

“Not enough…it’s too far behind…”

Calvin contemplated his own soul and discovered that the power of the demon that had ravaged the entire city had only brought a slight boost to the growth of his divine soul.

“Not enough… not enough!”

The instinct of his soul urged him to understand that only more hunting can bring about qualitative changes after quantitative changes;

In response to this, in his spiritual world, the black pointer on the Bell of Erebus swayed slightly and slightly at the moment when the soul completed digestion;

And that was not the focus of his attention. His attention was focused on the other side of the pointer – the blue pointer was pointing in another direction again after a crisp chirp.

“gone!”

Calvin called out to the spinning Imperial Truth and strode towards the Thunder Eagle who met him.

In this galaxy, the Death Guards have left enough prey for him, and he still needs to hurry up and run a few more places before the main fleet arrives…

The Primarch is not easy either! This feeling of hunger without food is really unbearable!

Calvin changed from walking to running, and under the shocked eyes of the driver on the Thunderhawk, he rushed into the transport warehouse with footsteps like a drumbeat;

While raising his palm, he grabbed the Imperial Truth flying from behind. While preventing this guy from piercing the bulkhead, he was also mentally calculating the next planet pointed by the Erebus Clock.

After this mysterious instrument completed its transformation, the blue among its five hands was already open to him, and in communicating with it, Calvin knew that it pointed to the location where space was polluted and invaded.

This was convenient for him, because after learning the secret of the inscription, he had completely let go of his hunting desire; and the battle with Mortarion put even more pressure on him.

It can be said that Erebus’s transformation came at the right time, making Calvin, who was thinking about how to strengthen himself, determined;

This was the fundamental motive for the idea of ​​an advance fleet that he proposed to the Legion.

Because only by wandering around the periphery of the entire fleet, he could freely choose his prey and start his hunting.

This is already his fifth hunt today, and if he can clean up this galaxy, his next goal will be the fleet’s ultimate goal – Goth.

renew.