Each of the Emperor's personal conquests always brought joyful news to the entire Empire - either the destruction of the alien empire or the return of the Primarch.
The former symbolizes the further growth of the empire's power and authority in the galaxy, and the latter symbolizes the return of another emperor's descendant to the embrace of the empire. Either way, it will further progress the magnificent and great Great Crusade.
Looking through the porthole at the planet swept by red sand, Kahn felt that his heart was filled with excitement that was almost overflowing.
Because, the captain of the eighth company clearly experienced a warm and throbbing blood connection coming from their bridge. He felt that his three powerful lungs were breathing rapidly and dullly, which was every day. Battle brothers from other legions have mentioned this feeling to him.
However, only the War Dog Legion has never had one.
"...We are finally going to have a Primarch."
Kahn murmured to himself, his dull voice appearing extremely excited through the breathing grille.
Accompanying him were several War Dog officers wearing blue and white MK2 power armor. Their fast and heavy steps symbolized their excitement.
Since the beginning of the Great Crusade, they had witnessed one after another of the Emperor's great creations being discovered on various uncivilized worlds. Their unique and distinctive characteristics quickly became integrated into the Legion, leading their genetic children in a variety of ways.
The gene-seed of each Astartes is derived from the extraordinary power of the corresponding Primarch, and each Primarch will also bestow corresponding glory on their Legion.
Karn had heard that the originally bloody and brutal Ninth Legion was transformed by the noble Sanguinius.
Kharn had also heard that the Salamander Legions had waited in orbit around the burning moon, awaiting the Emperor's return with their Primarch.
He remembered the day they sailed to Novshendak, the sight of the grim-eyed Perturabo and the Emperor walking side by side, and the commotion the Iron Warriors made when they learned who would command them.
In every voyage or battle, every legion whose primarch is still vacant has the same desire more and more - is the next planet the one where their genetic relatives live?
Will this ship, this announcement, bring news that the Primarch has been found in the Dark Star Sea?
And then on that fateful day, word reached the recruiting docks of Wylon that their Primarch had been found, their lord, their leader...
The mother of their genes.
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The blazing promethium brazier and the luxurious candlestick reflect the flickering warm light, and the white jade stone wall made of exquisite stone is bathed in the warmth. Various ancient Gothic ornaments are carved on it, the most conspicuous one is It is the golden skull that symbolizes the human empire.
The tall figure stood in the center of the luxurious hall, her fiery red hair reflected some warm light from the candlestick, and some dim warm light reflected her resolute face.
Even though the light silver gauze dress outlines her beautiful curves, no one will ignore her tall figure of three meters.
She is Elaine who is waiting for her genetic children here.
After explaining various planet management matters to the Imperial officials and waiting for the Emperor to leave, Elaine teleported to the flagship of the Legion of Astartes that she was about to take over.
Majestic and spectacular, it symbolizes the absolute force of the empire. The Glory Queen-class battleship is almost unique in every legion. Her name is the Fortitude and Resolve.
Elaine looked at the welcome hall built by the War Dogs for the Primarch. Countless alien skulls and trophies, as well as the [War Dogs] flag awarded to them by the Emperor himself, were placed here in a dazzling array.
[My descendants...maybe they are a little too fierce? 】
Looking at this extremely rich proof of glory for each legion, most of which are the skulls of alien races, Elaine thought to herself.
After all, Elaine learned from the Emperor about her position among the Primarchs... She was probably akin to a pharmacist, and most of the knowledge inherited from genes was various pharmaceutical theories and mental health knowledge.
This was reflected in Elaine's time in Nuceria. She is famous among the major tribes for her extremely exquisite healing skills - she has saved countless lives from death with her own hands, so she is called a saint.
After being found by the Emperor, Elaine handed over the red sand country she conquered to the officials of the Empire and Onomamus to take care of it - although it was difficult to spread the truth of the Empire in this slightly primitive world, But because of the fervent belief of the Sons of the Red Sand and the Sons of the Mountains in Elaine, this planet has an almost endless supply of soldiers.
The Emperor did not reprimand his daughter for this. Because faith is a means, as long as it is used properly, the Lord of Humanity will respect her choice.
Moreover, this will be an excellent home world for the Twelfth Legion that Elaine is about to take over. She has a stable rule and an increasingly rich land, and as her right-hand man, Onomamus has always been the recruit coach of the Sons of the Mountain.
Although Elaine also thought about letting him participate in the Great Crusade, for the old warrior, the Astartes' transformation surgery was very likely to fail.
However, Elaine herself is indeed very curious about the Astartes operation... If she has time, she will study it.
Boom, boom——
The dull sound of footsteps interrupted Elaine's thoughts, and the beating of several pairs of strong hearts also echoed in her ears.
When she looked back, she saw several Astartes in blue and white power armor half-kneeling on the ground. There was only piety and admiration in the resolute eyes of these two-hearted superhuman warriors.
The war dogs who had heroically slaughtered countless aliens in the past knelt down and saluted without hesitation in front of their true genetic mother.
"My lord."
"My lord."
"My lord."
The dull and sonorous voice is the characteristic of the Astartes. Their three lungs are even sucking air rapidly due to excessive excitement, and their heavy breathing sounds like thunder.
Although these war dogs did not know any matters or details about the Gene Mother they had never met before, the Astartes never needed a reason for their allegiance to the Primarch.
Blood and genes are their bond, their battle brotherhood, and their unswerving loyalty.
Elaine looked at these loyal warriors with satisfaction and nodded slightly. The warmth from the genetic bloodline instantly reflected into the towering chest of the Primarch. With just one glance, she knew that the tall warriors in front of her were her Astartes. She knew who they were just by listening to their rapid breathing. That heartfelt loyalty to the Primarch.
——It's a pity that the wandering spirit named Angron was killed because of his hatred for the emperor. And spread his grievances on these loyal warriors...
Elaine had lamented Angron's ill-fated fate, and also lamented the tragedy of these war dogs.
"My lord, my Primarch, we have waited for this day for a long time. Your Legion is ready for this moment when you will lead us."
As if aware of Elaine's satisfaction with them, Legion Commander Ibram Greer bowed his head to his genetic mother and whispered humbly. Even though he had tried his best to suppress his excitement, in the empty space In the luxurious hall, his trembling voice and emotions were still very clear.
"The Twelfth Legion is your loyal war dog, Your Highness."
"We have rendered countless honors to your legion during the Great Crusade... Our lives are for you, and for you, we will never look back."
Kahn almost suppressed his excitement and almost shrill voice, and his short words conveyed all the emotions of this ancient warrior since he participated in the Great Crusade - although he has never regretted participating in this great expedition. Great Crusade, but from this moment on, Karn wished that the first Primarch the Emperor had recovered was their genetic mother.
"My hounds...I have learned your loyalty, now lift your heads up—and look into my eyes."
"I'm not like my brothers... I don't have too many demands on my hounds. Your speed in the Great Crusade has made me proud enough to maintain your determination to persist until now."
"I am your mother and your Primarch. I must be responsible for your lives."
An indifferent voice as cold as ice suddenly sounded, responding to the loyalty of the Astartes. Elaine came to her war dog with gentle steps, and a little warm light from the fire reflected on her delicate side cheeks.
"I have only one request, hounds."
"From now on, you must cherish your friendship and life with each other, and pharmacists will be your main research direction."
"From now on, you are my Sons of Mountain."
Elaine's cold voice vaguely revealed relief and gentleness, but also had undeniable perseverance, granting these honor-hungry heirs the maternal love that comes from the Primarch.
At the same time, the half-kneeling Astartes were finally unable to contain their extremely excited emotions, and faced the loving and majestic eyes of their genetic mother.
At this moment, their eyes melted.
The scattered red hair is like a burning flame, the gentle and majestic gilt eyes reveal happiness for them, and the feminine charm exuded by the tall and strong plump figure cannot be matched by anyone, even though it is just They were wearing casual clothes, but the bloody aura lingering around them was far more terrifying than any battlefield he had ever seen - yes, in their hearts, the meaning of loyalty was already equivalent to the mother of their genes.
This loving and resolute figure has been firmly imprinted in the eyes of every son of the mountains from this moment on.
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