Mountains of corpses gathered into a river of blood.
This scene, which looks like hell to ordinary people, is already very familiar to Elaine.
She casually cleaned up the organs and minced meat hanging on the power armor, checked again that there were no living demons around her, looked up at the web channel that had gradually opened in the sky, and saw the The halo of the disintegrating stance slowly dissipated.
It's time to leave.
Without staying too long, Elaine led her descendants back to the battle barge.
Behind the Lord of the Red Sands, the Astartes remained silent.
Judging from the mottled scars on their power armor and the blood and minced flesh on their bodies that had almost soaked the blue and white paint into scarlet paint, it seemed that they also enjoyed this first battle after reuniting with their mother.
Even though the potential created by these superhuman warriors was not used for fighting and killing, they had already known the fatal weakness of life in subspace after experiencing that subspace war-fire and sharp blades.
By the end of this brutal fight, each of their armors had been soaked in blood, and their chain saw teeth were filled with sticky, greasy flesh.
Thousands of Slaanesh demon legions were unilaterally slaughtered by only a single digit number of Sons of the Mountain, and the leading demon was defeated by Elaine long before the war began.
This is both a foreseeable result and an unforeseen result.
For any champion who has fought his way through the realm of Khorne, the idea of one against a hundred has never been unbelievable.
But... these Astartes have never accepted the blessing of the Blood God, nor have they believed in the other three evil gods - even in the entire galaxy, such cases are pitifully rare.
In the eternal chaotic subspace war, no existence can easily intervene in the never-ending fight between the four evil gods.
But these Astartes did just that.
Relying on a physical entity that has nothing to do with psychic energy, he completely defeated the entire Slaanesh army with incredible strength.
Elaine was very satisfied with this.
"As expected, there are not too many troops stationed on this demonic planet... In other words, maybe these bastards are just trying to delay our progress a little. Their real target should be Comoros - I think it must be absolutely impossible. Most of the demon legions are already there 'feasting on food'."
"Thank you, my boys."
"It's an honor to play alongside you again - and your outstanding performance is more than worthy of this praise."
In the command room, Elaine looked down at her heirs with joy, and could clearly feel the spiritual network connecting these Astartes to each other.
Calm and indifferent, there is still a little bit of excitement about fighting alongside him.
This connection from blood gave her a long-lost sense of security.
But it also brought her a strong sense of guilt.
"It's a pleasure, Mother."
"It is our honor to be able to fight alongside you again."
Kahn spoke slowly. Even though it was covered in blood, the bright red [Blood Finger] on his helmet was still very conspicuous.
But unlike his humble words, Kahn had some unspeakable complex emotions at this time.
Looking up at the majestic figure in front of him, through Elaine's helmet that was so damaged that half of his face was exposed, he could clearly see the exhaustion in the eyes of the Lord of the Red Sand.
During this period, my mother must have had unspeakably complex experiences.
Kahn felt something stuck in his throat when he thought of the image of his mother who was extremely weak and even shackled that he had glimpsed in his dream.
Whether as a heir or as a subordinate, he felt a strong sense of powerlessness.
As if sensing the melancholy in Kahn's heart, Elaine slowly walked towards him.
"--Mother?"
Kahn was a little confused.
"Kahn."
"…I am here."
"How long was I gone?"
"Three standard Terran months."
Listening to Kahn's humble answer, Elaine looked up at the sky with some sadness.
"too long…"
She murmured softly.
Kahn didn't speak.
Vaguely, he knew that his mother might have experienced many things during this period, so much so that even the concept of time began to blur.
This was... not normal for a Primarch.
But while Karnshang was still thinking, Elaine's voice sounded again.
"During the time I was away...Greer and you must have had a hard time."
Kahn was a little surprised.
He and Greer were indeed busy with Legion matters, but why did his mother say such things...?
"I thought... I could easily manage this legion entrusted to me by my father. I also thought... I could easily lead you to break free from the shackles of fate."
"But - the price may be too high. I never thought that the price of pursuing freedom would be so high."
"The greedy gaze of the evil gods actually follows our every step."
“The further I travel, the more I realize that the challenges we face are unimaginable.”
"I didn't really realize it until you guys came back to me."
As if thinking of something, Elaine's gentle voice became more and more guilty.
"Sorry, kids."
"Although it may be a bit inappropriate to say this now..."
Under Kahn's disbelieving gaze, the huge figure of the original gene suddenly lowered.
"I came back too late."
Elaine half-knelt in front of her heir.
Some bright red hair flowed out from the crack in the helmet, and Kahn saw an apologetic golden eye.
There was no longer the dazzling and scorching heat of the past, no more majesty and bloodlust, only a strong guilt that could not be dissipated.
The Astartes fell silent.
Through the spiritual connection with Kahn, they naturally know how heavy the responsibility Kahn carries.
It can be said that the Son of the Mountains was carried forward with difficulty by Kahn and Greer.
Since they are like this, not to mention Elaine who is deeply connected to each of them - just through Kahn's unconscious shallow thoughts, it is enough for Elaine to know the current situation of the Sons of the Mountains, and Kahn , the busyness of the Greer two, and the truth hidden in Kahn's 'dream'.
With the advanced computing power of the Primarch, everything that happened in just a few months can be completely sorted out in just a blink of an eye, whether it is based on Karn's memory or the memories of other Primarch guards.
Now, what appears in Elaine's eyes is a crumbling and dying Twelfth Legion.
As the leader of the legion, I have failed in my duty.
Even the reason why the team led by Kahn can appear here is because of the evil god's boost in the shadows.
The price paid by the Sons of the Mountains in that war was much higher than the items in the battle reports she had read in Colchis.
So, anyway…
"Mother."
Kahn spoke slowly, interrupting Elaine's thoughts, and slowly helped the weak Primarch in front of him to his feet.
He had considered whether his dreams were secretly guided by some unknown existence, and he had also been afraid of himself becoming [Betrayer] Kahn.
But...just like everything Elaine has shouldered for the Children of the Mountains, it comes from the pain and torture experienced by all people with her blood in the past and future.
For this legion that he loved, Kahn never regretted any of his commitment and dedication.
Even though the Sons of the Mountains Legion has almost fallen apart, even though the Twelfth Legion's control of the star field under its command has almost ceased to exist in name only.
But everything he did was for the existence in front of him.
A great being who single-handedly changed the fate of the children of the mountains, and tried his best to free them from the chains of slavery.
Lord of the Twelfth Legion, Queen of Nuceria, Mother of War Dogs, Saint of the Mountains.
Angron Elaine.
"Welcome back."
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The shark shark shark is over, it’s time to be lyrical!
(End of chapter)
