"I am the commander of the Corps, Horn Chavez, with the rank of major general. I saw you on the mothership."

Horn walked out of the crowd, tightening his half-tied armed belt as he walked.

"Do you have any instructions? Noble angels."

"Why can't I contact you through your communication?"

After entering the hall and looking around for a week, Calvin actually understood the reason why the headquarters lost contact.

But the armed officers in front of him and the communication equipment ready to be destroyed behind him made it difficult for him to say the words of reproach he originally intended to say.

He took a breath and said in a softer tone:

"I need you to buy us half an hour so that we can destroy the equipment in the ruins. But now it seems that this request is a bit unnecessary."

The veterans heard the sound and continued to arm themselves. After a pause, Major General Horn said to Calvin:

"I can't guarantee whether it will last half an hour, but if you see a devil's cub appearing in front of you, it will be after we are all killed in battle."

"Understood."

Calvin turned around and left. At this moment, time was so expensive that he could only exchange it with his life. He could not live up to the sacrifices of these soldiers.

Passing through the deserted heavy artillery positions and logistics camps, Calvin arrived at the entrance to the ruins amidst the smoke that had not dissipated after the last roar of these heavy artillery.

From a long distance away, he could already see the golden figure that separated from them as soon as it landed.

It was a seemingly ordinary canyon pass. Except for the steep and narrow mountains on both sides, there was nothing unusual. If it weren't for the empire and chaos fighting for this place at all costs, Calvin would not have seen anything special.

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Jin's figure was facing away from them, as if he was missing something.

"You shouldn't have come." Jin didn't look back.

"I'm already here." Calvin stood still and said indifferently.

Well, the real situation is not so bloody. It's just that the author simply couldn't hold it back and was very clever.

The real and normal situation is: Jin turned around when he heard the footsteps and saw Calvin, who had been waiting here for a long time. He said "Please follow me.", and then walked in the direction inside.

Calvin led the Gray Knights behind him, followed Jin's footsteps through the rubble and ruins in front of the pass, and walked into the valley within the valley.

"What a spectacular scene."

After crossing the pass, Calvin's vision instantly broadened, and the magnificence of the valley space clearly exceeded his expectations.

What amazed him even more was that unlike the remoteness outside the valley, the rocks inside the valley were full of traces of artificial carvings.

The rock of the entire mountain was carved into a huge rock base. The handrails of the rock base alone are thirty meters high. You can imagine how tall their owner is.

Six such seats are lined up along both sides of the view, and at the end of the view is the remains of one of their owners.

Yes, when he really saw these giants standing as tall as towers, Calvin was extremely happy. Fortunately, all that is left here are the wreckage.

The giant knelt on the ground with one knee, his head lowered. The narrow blade of more than thirty meters in length in his right hand was leaning on the ground, maintaining the posture before death together with another huge arm. In the center of the bone-white breastplate, the heart or

The location of the energy core was penetrated, which was probably the reason why it died in the battle.

This place is no longer a battlefield thousands or tens of thousands of years ago. The white body is broken and has almost no luster. The huge gems inlaid on the joints are mostly dim and cracked. Weeds have struggled to grow from the gaps between the toe bones, but they are still the same.

This does not prevent Calvin from imagining their power in their heyday.

"Alien Titan?" the Gray Knight behind Calvin exclaimed.

"Yes, and it's not just this. There's more inside." Jin continued to walk forward.

Calvin was as surprised as the Gray Knight behind him, but he controlled his emotions better. He was also shocked by the creation in front of him, and he knew how powerful these incarnations that could represent gods walking in the world in a sense were.<

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What kind of war is worthy of introducing these ultimate weapons of a race?

What kind of existence can destroy six such giant spirits that once existed here?

Calvin's pride in the small victory he had just experienced on the battlefield seemed particularly ridiculous in this context.

He continued to walk forward with a straight face, introspection and self-blame entangled in his heart at the same time.

Calvin and others continued to walk, and after passing through the corpses of five Titans who were either standing or kneeling, complete or broken, they finally saw the place that Jin called the Webway ruins, and at the same time they also knew how to destroy these alien Titans.

What kind of existence is it?

The huge pillars towering like clouds are full of the flavor of alien civilization and spirit. The exquisite carvings and eye-popping specifications make the Gate of Chaos that Calvin saw before look like a crude joke.

And right in front of this once gorgeous portal, there is a huge crystal that is still shining. It was the energy core of this portal, and it is also the source of the maintenance of this ruins barrier to this day.

The functional equipment of the portal has been damaged. The link between the huge crystal and the portal was destroyed by some kind of energy attack, and the initiator was the same tall black-red steel figure facing the portal.

Its height is only slightly smaller than the Alien Titan in the valley, but its broader shoulders and thicker armor make it no less powerful than the former.

At this time, it still maintains the same posture as when it fought until the last moment:

The black giant sword in one hand is stuck on the ground, and only the half exposed can still make people look up. The dark barrel exposed in the palm of the power fist at the end of the other huge arm is facing the destroyed portal. Steel

The long and narrow sword mark on the visor is the reason why it stood here after death.

"Warlord-level Titan!"

This was the second time that the Gray Knights had exclaimed, but Calvin breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the unknown power of destruction, at least the previous terrible massacre was caused by his own forces. This is indeed true to a certain extent.

Fixed Calvin's mentality.

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"Correction." Jin turned around and said to the Gray Knights.

"It is a warlord-level titan, but to be precise, it is a specially modified type belonging to the Order of Omen, a warlord-level psychic titan. You can know this from the exclusive logo of the Order of Omen on its chest. But

Their security level is very high, the same as yours, but their numbers are rare, so it’s normal not to know.”

"Oh? That's it." Calvin looked at the familiar lion head on the titan's chest and said calmly.

"Why isn't it recycled?" he asked.

"This place has been buried underground, and the Bad Omen Order has no new pilots. Their personnel requirements are more stringent than yours." Jin replied.

"Can this thing still move?"

Calvin asked. His attention was attracted by this giant. There was a voice in the dark that seemed to be telling its story in his ears. There was even more in the cab behind the cut-off visor.

Something caught his eye.

"In principle, yes." Jin said hesitantly. He recalled the records in the mission background information he had seen before setting off, and said to Calvin:

"The power source is intact. The damaged parts are the melee weapon on his left hand and the mechanical transmission equipment on his right leg. The fatal injury is on the cab. The untouchable driver and his psychic crew were desperately trying to destroy it.

After the entrance to the Webway, we will die together under the revenge of the Eldar artifact."

"You mean it can move? As long as someone is driving it?"

Calvin seemed to have thought of something, and his speaking speed began to increase.

Along the way, there was always some kind of revelation-like inspiration in his mind. He knew that it was not the whisper of subspace. If the evil devil dared to provoke him so recklessly, he would naturally not be stingy in destroying it.

But the feeling of revelation was so vague that he could not confirm the direction. After entering this valley, this feeling became stronger and stronger, until he saw the remains of the Titan, the direction of this revelation

It becomes extremely clear, pointing directly at this sleeping giant!

Activate it! Activate its power! Control its machine soul! You can change the current situation!

"No!" Jin responded firmly.

As if he was afraid that Calvin would not understand the difficulty of this, he explained to Calvin the working principle of this technological pinnacle product of both Terra and Mars:

"It requires at least three A-level psykers to drive it, and in order to avoid the powerful interference of subspace and psychic energy, only the untouchable can withstand this pressure to operate as a driver. Finally, its activation

The operation is based on the sacred Martian mechanical language. Without relevant knowledge, you cannot pry one of its screws!"

Jin finished speaking in one breath, then looked at Calvin regretfully and added:

"Get rid of that crystal. This is our mission. Don't worry about the sacrifices of those mortals. As long as they are valuable, their sacrifices are not a waste."

But Calvin turned a deaf ear to King's words. He slowly walked towards the giant as if possessed, answering the prerequisite questions raised by King as he walked:

Ten meters away!

He said to himself: "Psychic power? I have it! I'm not enough, there are them!"

Five meters distance!

He ignored Jin's obstruction: "Untouchable? As long as you can withstand that kind of pressure, it doesn't matter whether you are truly untouchable, right?"

Two meters distance!

He slowly stretched out his hand, as if he were comforting a frightened cub, or like the most primitive communication when contacting an alien soul:

"Knowledge? It must be a forced compromise in order to communicate with the unyielding soul in this steel body!"

As his hands pressed against the cold skin of the black and red steel giant, the entire giant let out a huge roar like it was waking up after a big dream!

Ring the bell once!

Push the lever to activate the piston and pump...
To be continued...