What was Calvin doing at this time?

He has given up using the purifying power of order, and also given up the desire in his soul to digest these fragments and complete himself.

The black river continued to pour boundless despair and unwillingness into his world through the gap opened by Calvin in the sky.

In reality, there are many unknown forces in the ether ocean surrounding the Revenant Redeemer that are fueling this.

Those evil creatures attracted by the turbulent force of destiny in the universe are cheering and celebrating the arrival of their carnival moment.

Once Calvin's soul falls, it will undoubtedly be a great victory of chaos over order in the subspace.

When a creature favored by order, one of the most essential forces in the universe, falls, abandons his camp and turns to embrace chaos.

This will undoubtedly have an indelible impact on the future destiny of the entire universe.

Even the tone of the entire universe will shift dramatically towards chaotic black.

The basic physical laws of the real universe will become more disordered and biased toward chaos, and the barriers between subspace and reality will be severely weakened throughout the entire universe.

And for this already dark and desperate universe, such a change may very well be the last straw that breaks the camel's back...

The black rainstorm is still pouring violently over Calvin's spiritual world.

The golden color symbolizing divinity on Calvin's soul is still shining brightly, and his divinity has not yet faded due to the pollution of these mortal souls.

But how long can he hold on?

When his entire spiritual world is invaded by the power of corruption, no matter how noble and sacred his soul is.

After losing the support of the spiritual world, he was unable to survive. When faced with the negative power of two billion souls, he could not escape the fate of being worn out.

Perhaps this process will be slow enough to last for centuries.

But from the moment the spiritual world completely falls, the outcome is already doomed.

And when everything is doomed to be irreversible, how does he know that the forces of chaos will not add new chips to this must-win gamble?

Don't hesitate any longer, otherwise things will change.

Although he has not figured out all the details of the matter, he already understands the general consequences of the choice of the current incident:

Either exit immediately and expel these souls from their own world.

The price is that his will is no longer firm, and it may take him dozens or even hundreds of years to repair the gap in his heart. He may never have the chance to repair it, but at least he has gained the peace in front of him.

Or, risk everything you have. Focus your attention on the rain in the hand in front of you. Although there is a high probability of escaping the fate of death, at least as a human being, he has no regrets.

When he thought clearly about his situation and these two options pointing to different fates were placed in front of him, he already knew his choice.

There has always only been a Calvin who died in battle, not a Calvin who shrank for the sake of a temporary existence.

The light of Calvin's golden soul became more dazzling and gentler. The flame symbolizing the power of order in the center of the soul was put aside by him, and the instinct of swallowing the concrete sphere of the soul was withdrawn from him.

Calvin just used the weak fire of redemption he initially received to try to redeem the soul in the rain that he held in his palm.

But the reason why redemption is redemption is because of its cherishment and difficulty.

Redemption is not about simply breaking and rebuilding, nor is it roughly erasing; redemption is about rebuilding order among the existing ruins and returning the broken soul to reason and light.

Redemption requires strength, but redemption requires understanding. Redemption requires sincere giving, but redemption requires the recipient not to give up his faith.

After experiencing such suffering and torture, do they really still have faith in reason and light?

Having lost most of their souls, is it really worth it for Calvin to give everything he has to try a possibility that is less than one ten thousandth?

Is all this really worth it?

"Bullshit! Is that worth it?

What I hate the most is that others put value on me!"

Calvin was thinking a lot at this moment.

He even thought of the little seaside story he had read when he was a child: "This fish cares, this fish cares too."

But in the end, the only thing left in his mind was the above sentence.

The reason is surprisingly simple. He, Calvin, is a soldier!

Whether it’s Jiang Wen who lived in the army all his life in his previous life, or Calvin who is a Gray Knight in this life.

There is an unexpected simplicity and purity in these aspects.

"Is there anything worth it..."

Calvin has seen a lot in this life.

Those mortal auxiliaries who lost their families, relatives and friends, and eventually their names never asked Calvin if it was all worth it.

The same was true for Jiang Wen in his previous life. Those young children who jumped into the gap in the dam without hesitation when the flood burst, never asked if it was worth it.

"It's not worth it to go to TM!"

Calvin used all his strength to look at the rain in his hands with the warmest eyes.

"One is worth it!"

Miracles seemed to be touched by his efforts at this moment and came because of his piety.

When the last of his strength was used up, the raindrops in Calvin's hands were finally infected by the warm fire of redemption.

The black despair receded from the water drops, and the clear souls stood up from the sky one after another.

There are not many of them, but their faces are clear. Their quiet and peaceful faces are no longer desperate and unwilling as before.

"Thank you for your mercy..."

"Thank you for your mercy..."

Their tongues could no longer speak, but the singing of their souls made Calvin understand what they meant.

"Please give us your holy name!"

"Please allow us to pray for you..."

The souls seem to be about to leave, and their last will comes out with their resonance.

"My name is Calvin..."

After saying these words, Calvin no longer had the will to maintain his soul.

He is too tired, he needs to sleep for a while, just a little while...

After all, the golden soul failed to withstand the monstrous black torrent. The golden angel flying in the sky finally fell through the clouds and fell towards the ground against the black background of the storm...

With all his strength exhausted, Calvin seemed to see his comrades who left in a hurry without spending any time together.

Those Calvins who strive for their common ideals in countless timelines and countless worlds.

When he saw these familiar concerned faces, he smiled sheepishly.

"I apologize to my brothers. Because of my willfulness, our path... may only end here."

"What are you talking about?"

Calvin, the champion of the Ultramarines, hugged him and said:

"Great job! If it were me, I would do the same thing! Brother, feel tired. If you are tired, take a break and we will help you support you for a while."

Then he crossed Calvin's body and walked towards the path behind him.

Calvin, the Assassin of Iverson whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was still as talkative and direct as before. He just frowned and looked at Calvin and said:

"The work was a bit rough..."

Then he suddenly smiled:

"But at least I didn't mess it up. Take a break and leave the rest to us!"

Then he lightly hit Calvin on the shoulder with his fist and walked towards the direction behind him.

The same thing happened after that. Many Calvins came up to him one by one and said a simple farewell.

But perhaps due to time constraints, they did not exchange more greetings with Calvin.

Calvin, the elderly governor, looked at Calvin with careful eyes. After looking at him deeply, he snorted and limped away;

Captain Calvin, who struck the cruiser resolutely and boldly, laughed three times and walked away after fist pumping with Calvin;

Cardinal Calvin, who was wearing the linen robe of an ascetic, looked at Calvin with loving eyes for a while, and then walked away resolutely.

Astral Navy fighter pilot Calvin...

Mechanic-Priest Calvin...

Legionnaire Calvin...

Calvin of the Solar Auxiliary…

Inquisitor Calvin...

Calvin, a hive civilian...

Countless Calvins spent a seemingly long but actually short time in the spiritual world. After saying a brief goodbye to him, they walked back to the way they came from.
To be continued...