Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 111 The Fall of Commorragh (End)
The corpses piled up like a mountain, gathered into a river of blood.

Elaine is already very familiar with this hellish scene in the eyes of ordinary people.

She casually cleaned up the internal organs and minced meat on the power armor, checked again that there were no living demons around, looked up at the webway channel that had gradually opened in the sky, the power fist The halo of the cleavage position slowly dissipated.

It's time to leave.

Without staying too long, Elaine led his sons 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 that had almost soaked the blue and white paint into scarlet paint, they also enjoyed the first battle after reuniting with their mother.

Even though the potential of these superhuman warriors was not created for fighting and fighting, they have already known the Achilles heel of life in the subspace after going through the 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 realms of Khorne, one against a hundred has never been beyond belief.

But...these Astartes have never accepted the blessing of the blood god, let alone believed in the other three evil gods—even in the entire galaxy, such cases are pitifully rare.

In the eternal chaotic Warp Warp, 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 psionic energy, it completely defeated the entire Slaanesh army with incredible strength.

Elaine is very satisfied with this.

"As expected, there are not many troops stationed on this demonic planet... In other words, maybe these bastards are just trying to delay our steps a little bit, and their real target should be Comoros—presumably Most of the demonic legions are already 'feasting' there."

"Thank you, my children."

"It's an honor to be fighting alongside you again - and you deserve this recognition for your outstanding performance."

In the command room, Elaine looked down at her heirs with relief, and could clearly feel the spiritual network that these Astartes are connected to each other.

Calm and indifferent, there is still a little excitement hidden in fighting side by side with him.

This blood connection brought her a long-lost sense of peace of mind.

But it also brought her a strong sense of guilt.

"It's an honor, mother."

"It is our honor to be able to fight side by side with you again."

Kahn opened his mouth slowly, even though it was covered with blood, the [Blood Finger] with bright red marks on his helmet was still very conspicuous.

But different from his humble words, Kahn has some indescribably complicated emotions at this time.

Looking up at the majestic figure in front of him, he could clearly see the fatigue in the eyes of the Red Sand Lord through Elaine's almost broken helmet that exposed half of his face.

During this period of time, my mother must have had an indescribably complex experience.

When Kahn thought of the picture of his mother who was so weak and even put on shackles that he had peeped in the dream, he felt a bit stuck in his throat.

Whether as an 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 puzzled.

"Kahn."

"…I am here."

"How long have I been away?"

"Three standard Tara months."

Listening to Kahn's humble answer, Elaine looked up at the sky in a sense of loss.

"too long…"

She murmured softly.

Kahn didn't speak.

Vaguely, he knew that his mother might have experienced many things during this period, so that even the concept of time began to blur.

That's...not normal for a Primarch.

But while Karnshang was still thinking, Elaine's voice sounded again.

"During the time I've been away... Greer and you must have had a hard time."

Kahn was a little surprised.

It was true that he and Greer were too busy with the Legion, but why did 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 farther I go, the more I realize that the challenges we face are unimaginable."

"I didn't really realize it until you came back to me."

As if thinking of something, Elaine's gentle voice became more and more guilty.

"Sorry, kids."

"Although it may not be appropriate to say this now..."

Under Kahn's unbelievable gaze, the Primarch's huge figure suddenly lowered.

"I came back too late."

Elaine half-kneeled in front of her son.

Some bright red hair drifted out from the crack in the helmet, and Kahn saw a golden pupil full of apology.

Without the dazzling and scorching heat of the past, let alone the majesty and bloodthirsty, there is only a strong guilt that cannot be dispelled.

The Astartes fell silent.

Through the spiritual link with Kahn, they naturally know how heavy the responsibility Kahn bears.

It can be said that the Son of the Mountain 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, in Elaine's eyes, what is presented is a crumbling and dying No.12 Legion.

As the lord of the legion, he has failed in his duty.

Even the reason why the team led by Kahn can appear here is also caused by the help of the evil god in the shadows.

And the price paid by the Sons of the Mountain in that war was much more than the items in the battle report she had read in Colchis.

So, anyway...

"Mother."

Kahn spoke slowly, interrupting Elaine's thoughts, and slowly helped the weak Primarch up in front of him.

He once considered whether his dreams were secretly guided by some unknown existence, and he also feared the self who became the [betrayer] Kahn.

But... Just like everything that Elaine has shouldered for the children of the mountains, that share comes from the past and the future, and the pain and suffering experienced by all those who flowed through her blood.

For the legion he loves, Kahn has never regretted any of his commitments and sacrifices.

Even though the Sons of the Mountains Legion has almost fallen apart, even though the No.12 Legion's control over the star field under its command has almost existed in name only.

But everything he did was for the existence in front of him.

A great existence who completely reversed the fate of the children of the mountains by one person, and even tried his best to rescue them from the chains of slavery.

The Lord of the No. 12 Legion, the Queen of Nuceria, the Mother of War Dogs, and the Saint of the Mountains.

Angron Elaine.

"Welcome back."

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　Shashashasha is over, it's time to lyrical!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)