The magnetic heavy boots mixed with plasma and dirty brain tissue were lifted up again, and the viscous plasma flowing on the chain saw's teeth slowly dripped.
The demon that has taken over the Iron Warrior's body has been banished back to the Warp, where the wrath of the Blood God awaits.
Elaine looked indifferently at the remains in front of her and the mess around her. She could vaguely find the broken corpses and skulls of several mechanical priests among the various dirty corpses that were broken and scattered.
However, there was no sign of Redjak.
Regarding this great sage who was too bold and reckless...
Elaine will make him pay a price harsher than life.
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After confirming that the demon had been banished, Elaine slowly came to the red pharmacist who was knocked down by Salam.
At this moment, his dilapidated power armor was bleeding everywhere, and some broken bones and internal organs could be vaguely glimpsed. The life-support system that was still maintained meant that various efficient recovery medicines were being continuously injected into it. However, his experience After the rapid regeneration, the body is already difficult to move.
Astartes, who had already lost his mind, roared crazily. There was no doubt that he regarded the majestic figure in front of him as a new enemy. Although his limbs could no longer move, he roared angrily at his mother like a wounded beast.
"Ignorant person!"
Upon seeing this, Karn and the other Primarch Guards immediately rushed forward, the engines of several chain axes roaring.
"Mother, please step aside and let us deal with this traitor!"
Several Astartes wanted to rush forward and execute the mad brother immediately, but their mother's sigh stopped their actions instantly.
"He...is not a traitor."
After saying this, the majestic Primarch gently leaned down and looked at the turbidity and madness in the eyes of the unyielding heir in front of him.
"...His loyalty is unquestionable."
Elaine whispered gently, like a real lioness protecting her calf. The coldness and cruelty just now completely melted into maternal gentleness at this moment.
Yes, she knew what the heir in front of her had experienced, and she also knew what the heir in front of her had done.
His name is Aisha, a pharmacist who belongs to the 88th Pharmacy Company. This heir was the warrior who sent a signal for help to the outside world. Although he was a pharmacist... he never showed any fear of the demon that suddenly took over his companion's body. After all the accompanying Astartes fell to Sara After Mu's power sword, he still stood tall.
Perhaps it was his strong will that sustained him, perhaps it was the anger from deep within his blood that consumed him, or both.
Regardless, Elsa endured an unimaginable battle, single-handedly facing off against possessed Space Marines possessing ancient demons - especially a Khorne daemon that was adept at fighting, although the Primarch effortlessly banished him. Returning to the warp, the deaths of the two teams of Astartes and the accompanying Tech-Priests symbolized Salam's undoubted terrifying power.
Even though he was repulsed time and time again by the enemies in front of him, even though his will was constantly devoured by anger and madness, this unyielding fighting rage kept his tenacious and broken body until the last moment.
Now, even though the anger derived from pain still supports Aisha's fighting spirit, he can no longer move even half an inch.
Elaine knew the reason at a glance.
Even though the Astartes' bodies are strong enough to fight tenaciously for hundreds of years, even though the Children of the Mountains have miraculous medical treatments that can easily regenerate limbs, this Astartes' bones and muscles as tough as ceramite are fighting against the demon of Khorne. He was already overwhelmed in the frontal fighting. This extreme intensity of fighting had almost completely defeated his body. No matter how tenacious his will was, the battle was over.
——There are no complete bones left in his body.
Although his will at the moment has been completely swallowed up by anger, his loyalty cannot be questioned.
Because only faith in the Emperor and the Primarch can support an Astartes to fight to such an extent.
Now, Elaine can still clearly feel the phantom torture that Aisha experienced, and the heir's realization and grief still echo in the sea of her soul, lingering for a long time.
Suddenly, a miracle happened.
"Mother…"
Under the gentle sigh of the mother of genes, a faint hoarse voice appeared like a miracle.
Aisha's bloodthirsty turbid pupils gradually solidified, and the Astartes' consciousness that had fallen into the endless abyss became clear at this moment - he saw everything in front of him.
He saw the relief in his mother's eyes, he saw the alertness of the Primarch's guards, he saw the broken chain ax that came out of his hand... and the completely dead enemy: until the death of the Obliterator was confirmed. , Aisha felt relieved.
Endless thoughts resurfaced in an instant. The tiny migratory bird, protected by its mother's spiritual haven, crawled onto the rocks. However, it was already covered in bruises.
"I'm here, Aisha."
"I'm always by your side."
Whispering the name of the child in her arms, Elaine's gilded eyes showed a hint of sadness.
At this moment. Except for Elaine, everyone was shocked - they were surprised that there was room for survival in this extreme madness. Even Kahn was extremely surprised, after all, even though he already knew about this curse that originated from his mother's blood. It will lead them to an unknown dark future, but now... a miracle is indeed happening.
However, Aisha knew it. This miracle comes with a price.
He knew the truth in endless visions. He saw each figure escaping into the sea of souls, and he saw the end of the illusion - in that dilapidated and tragic gloomy future, he finally knew why their genetic mother had given to the children of the mountains from the beginning Nearly infinite tolerance and compassion.
It was the petite figure huddled in the breeding barn who bore the inevitable tragic fate of all the Sons of the Mountains. It was she who forcibly diverted the Twelfth Legion from the road leading to the abyss.
This curse in the bloodline...is not the tragic fate brought to them by their mother, but the endless childbirth pain they brought to their mother.
To this end, Aisha saw her mother take on heavy responsibilities that they could never imagine.
"Mother...I finally know everything you have done for us."
"I hope you... don't bear such a burden for me anymore."
"No matter what... please grant me eternal rest."
Aisha's hoarse voice revealed a bit of begging.
Even though he still knew the truth of everything, endless madness still filled his mind, and the endless pain and anger still tortured him. The final reflection only came from the mother of genes taking all his suffering and torture. ——This proud warrior can endure endless pain and torture, but he cannot accept that he will become a burden to his mother.
Nowadays, Aisha only begs for her soul to return to her mother's gentle harbor. ——Even though the Butcher's Nail in this universe has long been destroyed, the tragic fate stemming from the cursed history is still passed down to the war dogs. It also stems from their genetic original body, and it is also... inevitable.
The chain ax named 'Blood Son' was slowly raised.
The mother's compassionate gaze and the son's pleading gaze met each other at this moment.
"Thank you, my boy."
"May your soul return to peace."
The still warm blood splashed instantly.
The loyal soul also finds rest in the gentle spiritual harbor.
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