Calvin finally met Lord Hyland, the governor of the empire, whom he had always heard but ignored.
Not long after they continued deep into the de facto "royal palace" of the hive, Calvin saw him at the edge of a palace door leading to the core hall.
Or just say "it".
Now Hailan has completely lost any trace of human characteristics.
Even if the huge body is slumped next to the door and asleep, the height is more than 5 meters by visual inspection.
Dark green skin and brown antlers on its head are the only colors on its body.
The bloated body is more like a rockery made of fat than a person.
The tiny head and short lower limbs look ridiculous compared to its fat body.
It was like a lonely child, sleeping soundly against the huge marble pillars of the palace gate.
Holding the bent copper lamppost in his arms, and filled with strange debris like the bird's nest on the antler on the right side of its head, the whole scene looked weird and funny.
But Calvin couldn't laugh, and neither did his comrades.
In Calvin's knowledge of demonology, there is no physical difference between Hyland in this form and the "Great Unclean One", the champion of chaos favored by the legendary King of Corruption to dominate disease.
The only thing that can prove that Hailan has not yet become a demon is that it has not yet grown to a height of more than ten meters and has the same power and nature as a disaster that can spread disease and death on a large scale just by walking.
"We are too late after all." Calvin thought in his heart.
No matter how bad the scenes and details described in the voice in the document were, Calvin still had a glimmer of illusion about saving Hailan, a young man from the Empire who was forced to do this step by step by fate.
But when such Hailan appeared in front of him, he had no choice but to recognize the reality.
The former Hailan could never come back; in front of them now, there was only a believer of the Lord of Corruption wearing the coat of Hailan's soul.
The Gray Knights could not suppress their footsteps.
The sight of everyone in the distance had already awakened Hailan from his deep sleep.
He took a deep breath and stretched out his two fat arms.
The copper pillar on his shoulder slipped to this side with his movements, so he hurriedly stopped and hugged the copper pillar with his half-stretched hands.
Then, he didn't bother to raise his head and look at Calvin and his group.
"Another can? Ah, gray..." He muttered in his mouth, and then he was frightened by the second half of his sentence.
Not that he knew what the group of Astartes in front of him meant.
It’s just that when I just woke up, my instinctive psychic vision turned on, and the observation results were too horrifying.
The twenty-one Astartes approaching from the opposite side were all psykers!
What the hell! When did think tanks become so commonplace?
When we were still in the Astra Militarum, the Astartes Chapters that we could occasionally cooperate with didn't necessarily have a think tank in each company!
It touched its chest, where a newly healed scar was.
This was a great gift given to it by the think tank in the yellow can before he died. It can still clearly remember how terrifying that pale psychic lightning was.
"You will die." After just killing an Astartes, when he rushed to the think tank and saw the lightning in the opponent's hand, Hailan knew intuitively what would happen if the lightning hit him.
After all, it has not reached a complete contract with the subspace before it has become a demon.
If it dies this time, then it is really dead, in a transparent way.
Fortunately, it still had the blessing of a kind father, and one of the two remaining blessings spontaneously blocked Hailan's fatal attack.
It also took advantage of the opponent's dazed moment to crush the opponent's head with the lamp post in its hand...
But what kind of battle group is this in front of me?
Even the Astartes have to be reasonable, right?
Why are there so many psychic masters per capita?
Is there any more heavenly justice?
Is there any more royal method?
Can you run? It's probably very difficult.
From the results of his psychic vision, the average configuration of psychics in the group of people in front of him made it only want to avoid their sharp edges.
Among them, Calvin, the tallest one, had no connection with the humanoid creature in front of him in Hailan's field of vision.
What is this silver, cold sun?
Just looking at the light it radiated already made Hailan feel painful.
The power it relies on for survival is like a snowman under the early spring sunshine under such cold light. It is unable to resist and has nowhere to escape. It can only wait for the moment of melting.
And so is reality.
As Calvin pushed aside everyone and stepped forward alone, the green carpet under Hailan's feet that originally relied on its power to multiply and spread vigorously seemed to have encountered nitrogen-inactivated culture media in the laboratory. The psychic energy waves emitted unconsciously were corrected to the original inorganic gray color and then withered and died.
"Are you going to die? That's good. Anyway, I've avenged my revenge..." Hailan thought like this.
Then it suddenly thought of something that restored its desire to survive. While it retracted its body behind the pillars of the palace door, it shouted loudly to Calvin and others:
"You can't kill me! I can't die!"
Calvin and others stopped when they heard the sound.
To be fair, when meeting the demons of this group of people, some will run away immediately, some will resist immediately, and some will even start to talk and finally resist.
This is very common, but this is the first time I have seen a demon who neither ran away nor resisted, trying to reason with them...
Calvin didn't have so much combat experience. He just felt from the information he got along the way that no matter what, the empire owed this guy in front of him, even if it was just a remnant of that person in some sense, Calvin was still willing to let it Die after saying your last words.
Calvin raised the screen on his left arm and gestured to it: "Say your last words. If you want to say that you are wronged, I already know it from these documents. I will find justice for you after the matter is finished here, but For the safety of more empire citizens, I can only ask you to go on the road now."
"Go on the road? Die?" It seemed to be stimulated by something.
Hailan walked out from behind the pillar in front of him.
"I can die, my revenge has been avenged. I also know my current state, I must die."
It threw away the lamp post in its hand to show it was harmless, then turned around and walked towards the interior of the palace.
"But before I die, I need to show you something."
As he walked, he waved to the Gray Knights:
"Come on, hurry up. While I'm still conscious."
