With his joining, Calvin's plan will be completely different!

"I think we can talk about...about some other meanings that can keep you alive besides your war group."

Calvin said to Elvis, his body dodging violently like a white ghost. While Gabriel waved the chain sword even more angrily, his steady voice continued to communicate with Elvis.

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"What are you talking about? People who hide their heads and show their tails!"

Seeing that Gabriel could not defeat Calvin alone, Elvis looked around for a suitable weapon.

As the last survivors of the battle group, he and Gabriel may be destined to die inevitably.

But for the sake of the honor of the battle group, the unexpected person in front of him must also be cleaned up. But the next words of the white figure made him rarely stop his movements.

"As the Emperor's property, would you like to serve another chapter that is also under the Emperor's throne?" Calvin said.

The suffocating attack lasted for more than ten seconds. Even the Astartes faced the risk of running out of physical strength under the high-intensity martial arts.

Taking advantage of the slowdown in the attack of the chainsword in Gabriel's hand, Calvin, who no longer wanted to be entangled, suddenly took a few steps back and got out of the opponent's attack range.

At this time, Gabriel also regained consciousness from his fanaticism, stopped in place while panting violently, and looked in the direction of Calvin with a complex expression.

It was at this time that Elvis, who finally noticed something strange, gritted his teeth and asked Calvin.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Who am I?" Calvin looked at the two people in front of him, knowing that the last chance to persuade Elvis had arrived.

If he misses this opportunity, he may end up with only two useless corpses.

The fluctuations of spiritual energy began to overflow from his body, and the soul bound by the power of time in the spiritual world began to disintegrate inch by inch as he broke free.

When the power of space and time could no longer completely contain his soul, his unique aura belonging to the original gene finally filled the entire space with the dissipation of spiritual energy.

"Gene...primary body?"

The two Astartes, who were not of Calvin's bloodline but also felt the instinctive trembling from the genetic level, said in disbelief.

"This is impossible!" Elvis, who has experienced complete knowledge about gene seed cultivation, said in a voiceless voice.

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This is not the origin of any legion within his knowledge!

It also doesn’t match any of the characteristics of the Primarch in the imperial genetic map and official information he knows!

Not a rebel Primarch! Not a loyal Primarch!

Not the Ultramarines! Not the Iron Hands! Not the Imperial Fists!

It's not even the father of the Legion's genes that he has always suspected, the two Legion Masters who disappeared in time!

Sensory feedback and cognitive judgment are fighting fiercely in the minds of Elvis and Gabriel. Their understanding of the empire and the figure in front of them allow them to deny neither history nor reality.

"Who are you?"

Gabriel's sanity was on the verge of collapse again, but Calvin's aura firmly suppressed the mutation in his blood.

Dark red blood flowed from the corners of Gabriel's mouth, and the flames on the soul level receded from his body, but on the physical level, his body temperature was rising sharply.

This is Calvin's own power of order correcting Gabriel's gene expression, and it is also the power of redemption trying to reverse the cruel consequences of this seed mutation.

But it was still too late. Elvis's mutation was still in its early stages and could still be saved; but Gabriel's genetic mutation had already spread throughout his body like spreading cancer cells.

To correct and eliminate these would be to destroy Gabriel's existence.

His cells were dying in large swaths, and the organs in his body that were already on the verge of collapse could no longer withstand more impacts, and began to fail one after another due to the death of cells.

"In the name of the Emperor, I am the twenty-first Primarch. Arbiter of the Order of the Hammer, Gray Knight—Calvin."
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