"Michelle, gather the troops to treat the wounded."
Sanguinius's cry awakens all warriors on the field.
After this battle, the Ninth Army lost nearly 30% of its tens of thousands of troops, and most of its various war machines were overloaded and paralyzed.
However, these surviving veterans will become a special force against subspace demons. With the experience of fighting subspace demons, they will inevitably become the backbone of the Blood Angels and quickly form a huge legion.
Apothecaries bid farewell to their fallen comrades and retrieve the gene-seeds from their chests to preserve them and pass them on to the next generation of Space Marines.
Alexander let go of the chain sword and took two steps forward in confusion. The Imperial Guards and Thunder Honor Guards were quickly approaching him.
But Sanguinius was ahead of everyone else, grabbed Alexander under his arm, spread out his broad feathers and flew him over the rift.
"Are you my brother?"
"yes."
Alexander was still a little confused, and the words of blood sacrifice to the blood god kept echoing in his mind.
"Really? Why do I feel like you are not?"
Although Sanguinius also had wings, he felt that Alexander was less human than him.
How could someone get along so harmoniously with that kind of thing, and it was obviously the first time they met.
When Sanguinius saw Khorne, he could clearly feel that Khorne was coming for him. Blood thirst almost made his blood boil, but Alexander suddenly attracted all his attention.
"What do you mean, I'm going to be expelled?"
Alexander had woken up and looked down at the Blood Angels who were gathering their troops.
War is, after all, the difference between life and death.
Many Space Marines fell here, and their deaths were far from meaningless.
They secured a planet for the empire and humanity to survive on.
"Humph, you can tell your father this when you go back."
Sanguinius seemed to have seen the Emperor beating his chest in the laboratory, and quickly flew towards the Royal Court Beacon.
Hearing what he said, Alexander remembered that he was afraid, but there was nothing he could do. He relaxed his body and let his limbs droop, letting Sanguinius take him flying.
...
Deep in the subspace, above billions of bones.
Khorne sat on the brass throne and patted the blue flames on his shoulders.
However, the flames did not extinguish after jumping twice with his movements. Instead, they burned the divine body in his brass gauntlets, causing a burning heat to pass through his fingertips and an abnormal fluctuation at the same time.
"Hahaha..."
Hearty laughter resounded throughout the Blood Sea Arena. Many demons stopped slashing at each other and looked sideways at who had caught the Blood God's favor.
However, they did not see any promotion of the big demons.
As the terrifying power of subspace spreads around, more and more demons spontaneously walk towards the foot of the brass throne, kneeling on the ground and waiting for instructions.
Khorne's lowered eyebrows swept over these great demons who had been blessed by him. In the past, every great demon here would bring him many battles and bring him honor.
Wherever the Blood Legion appears, a lot of emotional power is generated everywhere.
However, after seeing Sanguinius with his own eyes, the demons no longer had the aura they once had.
After meeting Alexander, Khorne was no longer as eager to wage war as before.
He can no longer go back, and he no longer has the sincere happiness he once had.
"Go, bring the fire of war to Nurgle's feet, and burn all his corpses."
Khorne recollected Alexander's breath, remembering the stench that penetrated his nose like a conditioned reflex, and slapped the armrest of the brass throne hard.
The big demons stood up in an instant, spread their bat wings and flew through the forest of corpses. They roared and laughed ferociously, gathering their subordinates.
The great demon Kabanha also appeared in this battle to join in the crusade against Nurgle. As a great demon, it can live forever. As a great demon, it is strong and violent.
But its wars are also endless and pointless.
Khorne watched the big demons disperse one after another, leaning on the armrest of the throne with one hand on his chin and looking into the distance.
This will kick off a protracted subspace war.
...
"Duncan Doppler, His Highness's safety is entrusted to you."
Two Skyhawk Terminators stood in front of a demon skull, their golden power armor reflecting the light of the star.
In the sky, the dark red light had completely disappeared with the disappearance of Khorne.
Caster reported the current situation to the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard, Constantine Waldo, and obtained further instructions.
Duncan Doppler handed over all the videos collected by his team.
Two Thunderhawk gunships were docked next to the temporary duel venue, and the Imperial Guards were collecting the Guards' Spears and Chainswords used by Alexander.
These forbidden troops made no other sounds throughout the whole process, and they could cooperate with each other to complete various tasks with just a look and a movement.
Following the clear instructions coming from space, Juste held the square box and put the devil's skull into it for sealing.
It exists as a trophy of His Highness Alexander.
These Skyhawk Terminators that appeared on the Baal satellite, after completing a thorough cleanup of the traces of Alexander's existence, boarded the Thunderhawk gunship and quickly dissipated into the sky.
One of the Thunderhawk gunships passed through the atmosphere and directly entered the battleship Emperor's Dream.
The other one carried Duncan Doppler's combat team straight to the Royal Court Lighthouse.
"Are you going to go back again?"
Bukaret raised his head and looked at the Thunderhawk gunship piercing the sky.
In fact, they had suffered in the past. The empire with the Space Marines had already reduced the provision of many resources to them in the middle of the Unification War.
In the later period, most of the tasks performed by Thunder Warriors tended to be high-risk.
They are no longer regarded as the most lethal force by the Empire, because the Thunder Warriors' unstable bodies and minds are not enough to support them in such missions.
The Thunder Warriors are also aware of this and often end themselves with suicidal charges in battle.
They didn't complain.
Because they know that they are exerting their remaining heat for the sake of mankind and for the sake of unity.
At least, that's what those Thunder Warriors who volunteered to carry out the death order thought.
It has only been a few months now, and with Alexander's presence, their treatment is obviously different.
I always think about whether I should also have what others have.
Ans El did not respond to Bukaret's question and led the Honor Guards on the road back to the Rift Valley.
During this attack, their restless hearts had calmed down, and they had seen what kind of war His Highness Alexander had encountered.
To be honest, at first the Thunder Warriors had a very obvious sense of superiority when facing the Space Marines.
But after experiencing such a battle, they clearly realized how shallow their previous thoughts were.
Their enemy is no longer humans themselves, but strange and even very strange aliens from all over the universe.
This has caused a significant change in the mentality of the Thunder Warriors. They no longer have potential hostility towards their comrades around them, whether they are Space Marines, Imperial Guards or ordinary Astra Militarum.
They know the true meaning of unity, which is to act in unison to the outside world, rather than to attack the enemy inwardly.
They clearly knew in their hearts that their hands were stained with the blood of their own people, but reunification was necessary at that time, but now, the method of reunification has changed.
