Chapter 277 The Courage to Face the Storm and the Awareness to Walk with God.

"So, I have really become an exception without any precedents?"

Calvin laughed at his situation, skipping the thought that flashed through his mind before.

Looking at the imperial emissary who represented the will of the Tower of Hegemony in front of him, his words continued the topic from the stagnant air.

Nicholas breathed a sigh of relief, and the gradually increasing heartbeat in the power armor began to slowly relax.

Even if he had made sufficient mental preparations before coming, the thought that he was about to interfere with the authority of a gene primarch and face the possible anger was beyond Nicholas' ability.

It was also Calvin's peculiarity that made the Tower of Hegemony dare to try this after repeated internal discussions;

If it were any other primarch, Nicholas would never dare to try to touch their will without the Emperor's order.

How terrifying it is to face the anger of a primarch of the Legion era, Nicholas has no chance to experience it personally.

But even in those difficult seconds just now, Nicholas, who had no psychic perception at all, still felt powerless in the raging sea.

It was a silent tide surging under the seemingly calm surface of the sea. It was a force that could destroy the world, violently stirring in the invisible but perceptible darkness.

There will be no next time, Nicholas said to himself.

But he immediately smiled bitterly and remembered that accompanying Calvin's growth was his long-term mission.

The two maintained a subtle tacit understanding on the previous topic, avoiding talking about his core rights;

The following conversation seemed to be talking about other matters, but the meaning of the words was always within the scope of certain things.

"You have always been an exception. The Emperor is generous enough to you because He has too many expectations of you."

Nicholas struggled to maintain his steady tone, and even had to deliberately control the frequency of his heart.

This was his second transgression in a short period of time.

Discussing his relationship with the Emperor in front of a Primarch, Nicholas swore that this was definitely something that no Guards had ever done.

"Well... a very interesting statement."

Calvin's smile remained unchanged, but there were surging waves in his silver-gray eyes.

He was not one of those brothers who had followed the Emperor in the Great Crusade, so naturally he did not have a large army and corresponding, unquestionable merits and status.

He had a clear understanding of this from the beginning, and he always reminded himself not to be arrogant beyond his ability;

But when!

Or what gave these mortals the courage!

Talking about the relationship between him and the Emperor in front of him?

Am I too tolerant?

Or was it that his excessive weakness made some people think that he was an object that could be manipulated?

Huge anger accumulated in his heart, and the air in the hall seemed to be solidified, so that the breath of the captain of the Imperial Guards could be clearly heard.

In the huge hull of the Angel of Punishment, starting with the nearest Alan Janus, all the sons of Calvin truly felt the anger from the father of genes;

Silver light slowly lit up from every pair of eyes, and the shame and anger they felt made them stop their affairs and clench their weapons.

Huh! Drink!

The Grey Knights responded to the Gene Father's emotions in a low voice. The storm continued to brew, and the Legion mode was spontaneously activated under the rage of the soul.

On the ice-blue magic circle, the lifelike laurel leaves were lighting up one by one. On the soul projection on the other side of the warp, a silver-black moon was rapidly appearing in the void from small to large.

A passing Tzeentch demon was shuttling through the warp with an intangible ideology;

When this huge celestial body appeared in front of it, the gentle but fierce silver light swept around.

The demon was too busy to react, and was illuminated by the silver moonlight, forcibly materializing its form in the physical universe.

Huh?

The purifying flames that penetrated the soul were ignited from its origin. It was covered with flames and only had time to blink in confusion before it disappeared silently in this dangerous space.

Bo...!

After absorbing the existence of the Tzeentch demon, the moon burped with satisfaction and disappeared again in the distorted darkness of the warp without the concept of time and space.

In the distant realm of the gods, a demon prince with two bird heads was also looking at the scepter in his hand with his eyes that traced back to the past in confusion.

"No... again?"

Its other bird head that observed the future turned to the side:

Suddenly, a group of bird-headed demons that were used as test subjects and were several sizes smaller than it, like frightened chickens, crowded together and retreated in fear...

Calvin in reality raised his eyebrows. This unexpected gain finally temporarily diverted his attention from Ben Lin's uncontrolled anger.

Calvin came back to his senses and looked at the captain of the imperial guards in front of him who was sweating profusely. After all, he could not blame him.

Nicholas's figure was already tall enough. When he was wearing a helmet and armor, he was nearly 3.1 meters tall. In the eyes of others, he was the incarnation of the emperor's angel.

But in Calvin's eyes at this time, the difference between them was no longer described by the size in the physical sense.

The difference between the two men at the soul level is even greater than the difference between him and the battleship under his feet.

His current state was like a transparent book in Calvin's eyes. His struggle and restraint were like the high-speed power servo in his body. From beginning to end, he had to maintain the balance of his body functions with difficulty just to protect himself.

The fear hidden in the deepest part of his soul was just as common as that of all mortals facing him. It was just the pride of being a servant of the Emperor that barely maintained his dignity.

Yes, it was precisely because he was such a special existence that those mortals who had been hurt by Horus would be so wary of him without checks and balances.

The Empire could no longer bear a second rebellion. After entering the mortal era, the Empire's system could no longer accept another new Primarch.

"So, I need to be more understanding of His difficulties. When the Empire is struggling to maintain itself, try not to destroy the original structure, right?"

Nicholas, who was counting the seconds like years, finally waited for Calvin's answer before the sweat blurred his eyes.

He looked at the demigod in front of him, and for the first time understood the origin of Marshal Trajan's complex and powerless tone when he mentioned these Primarchs.

Hate?

Fear?

Fear?

Powerlessness?

All the negative emotions hidden under the pride of the Aspirations of the Golden were completely torn off at this moment and placed in front of Nicholas.

The difference and gap between man and God caused a huge shake in his will.

If it were not for the protection of his faith in the Emperor, he would hardly be able to face his extremely ugly soul at this moment.

Faith is loyalty, and loyalty is a gift.

The correctness of this prayer was fully reflected in him at this moment.

Only by believing in that sacred existence with all his heart and soul could Nicholas at this moment eliminate the inferiority caused by realizing his own insignificance, and face the behemoth in front of him with the transcendence after giving up himself.

"Yes, Calvin... Your Highness." Nicholas said.

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