Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 19 The March of Salem ([-])
"Where is this...?"

The think tank named Barney looked around in bewilderment at the strange and dark environment around him.

His thin and tired limbs were soaking in an unknown liquid, and the light blue mist seemed to linger around his body, and his keen sense of smell could smell the looming rotten breath.

He seemed... blinded by visions of the unknown.

thought Barney.The incomprehensible visions around him are beyond his comprehension...

In the last second, he was clearly still fighting with the filthy alien psyker, and the clear projection reflected in the subspace always gave him a cold touch.

However, when Barney was trying to cruise into the depths of the sea of ​​souls, the scene in front of him turned into boundless darkness in an instant, and the terrified roar of the enemy psyker stopped abruptly in the last second.

That's right, I didn't stop at nothing, but continued to swim in the deep turbulence of the subspace.

Because the think tanks of the No.12 Legion know that the soul link of the Primarch has greatly strengthened their psychic powers, and it has also made the think tanks no longer afraid of the use of psionic powers. The mother's warm arms were all dissolved, and the awe of the subspace in the past gradually became unscrupulous.They are like fish swimming freely in familiar waters, no longer afraid of predators from the depths of the starry sky, because their mother always shelters and guides them in the direction of cruising, together with the master who draws psionic energy from the warp The cold touch is no longer bone-piercing, but instead keeps the minds of think tanks clear and rational at all times.

But, now...

Barney felt the faint pain in his brain lingering in his mind, like tarsal maggots constantly eating away at his brain, and the throbbing pain like nails was killing his former sobriety and reason. Keep nibbling.

[I, who am I...? 】

Suddenly, doubts and vagueness appeared in Barney's mind, but he didn't know the reason at all.

【Where am I...? 】

The hazy consciousness seemed to be gradually enveloping the think tank's rational thinking, and he looked at everything in front of him in great panic—even this panic was born for no reason.

*hehehe...*
*look...so funny.Her offspring came as promised...as her destiny...*
Vague and strange whispers began to ring in Barney's ears, but the sarcastic whispers quietly dissipated after they merged into consciousness.

"what happened…"

Who is talking, who is it! ?

The immature and tender voice trembled for no reason, and it took a moment for Barney to realize that the voice came from him. The think tank's rational thinking was gradually corroded by the spreading panic and despair.

He tried to make a sound, but his immature vocal chords did not respond to his commands, and he could barely see the Roman numerals on the interior of the fine gold cabin——XII.

Barney doesn't know what everything in front of him represents, but a faint trace of remorse keeps emerging in his brain...

*The great mother tries to shield her offspring, only to go her own way thinking it will change their fate...*
*Those who play with fate...will surely welcome the reward of fate at the next crossroads...*
*How ridiculous, how sad...*
The vague and indescribable whispers sounded again, but Barney was caught in an unknown panic and couldn't extricate himself. It seemed that all his caution and calm had been stripped away after he dived into the sea of ​​soul.

The tough heart that originated from the Astartes is as fragile as a reed floating in the field at this moment.

*She was wrong from the beginning... This endless illusion of reincarnation has been haunting her since the beginning...*
* She is bound to regret the change.Her kindness and love will turn into the new destiny of the congregation's heirs, so they will eventually go upstream along the turbulent flow of time...*
*One day, we will reunite at the crossroads of destiny... Sad traveler from another world. *
*hehehe...then let him take a look...let them all take a look, this cursed knowledge, that decaying future that is dying...*
The whispers as soft as feathers were fleeting, and Barney's consciousness seemed to dive into the deep sea again.

In the hazy sleeping consciousness, he seemed to see countless figures similar to him cruising in the turbulence of the soul of the highest heaven, fast or slow, in which it seemed that the intimacy of the blood and the soul was very familiar to him , like his battle brother...

When the scarlet pupils barely opened again, Barney was reawakened by an unspeakable pain - the crazy roar that was biting the brain and consciousness just now was magnified tens of millions of times, biting and eating away at the soul. The pain was unbearable even for Astartes, all his thoughts and consciousness were replaced by primitive destructive impulses, and countless wild roars were releasing endless anger in his ears.

When he was in a trance, a brand new scene appeared in front of his eyes.

The bloody arena with flying red sand, the fanatical cheers and shouts from the mortals on the towering round platform around it, and the endless roars and spikes from the back of the head all the time.

And presented in front of my eyes... the broken corpse that seemed to be torn apart by a violent wild beast, the plasma and internal organs were covered with hot red sand like a flood that opened the gate.

For some reason, Barney felt a surge of grief and pain bursting out of his heart when he looked at the corpse in front of him, which was barely discernible.

"Onomamus..."

The hoarse voice, as dull as thunder, trembled.

The condensed emotions seem to have reached a certain limit, and Barney's no longer tenacious and tenacious consciousness is blurred again, and countless pictures begin to flash before his eyes——

The stalwart figure that linked many gladiators together in grief, the angry behemoth that devoured the city, and the unrepentant fighter who resisted desperately in the snow-capped mountains.

And, the broken wandering soul dragged back to the world by the golden figure.

Strange or familiar scenes continued to emerge after that, and Kahn, Greer, faces that were once familiar also appeared in front of my eyes, but the pain and anger that lingered in my thoughts and brains never dissipated. The bloodthirsty impulse replaced all the good things he knew, and the broken soul of grief and indignation was dragging its tired figure gradually towards death.

The pressure from the soul is constantly eating away at Barney's soul, and before his consciousness is completely lost, his vision seems to become extremely high in the endless anger.

And in the shadows and illusions of the shattered ships that he was familiar with in the past, an extremely familiar figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The quaint scepter in his hand was shining with a faint blue light of psionic energy, and his terrified face was full of endless fear.

Yes, that person... seems to be me.

Amidst the roaring roar of the chain saw axe, the severe pain and bloodthirsty impulse buzzing in the brain all the time came to an abrupt end.

Barney slowly closed his tired pupils.

The last consciousness of the think tank dissipated.

……

……

　As we all know, the tragic fate destined to come, and the struggle against desperate fate, are the characteristics of Warhammer.

　　The source of this genetic defect has been present since the beginning.

　　The birth of each heir of the No.12 Legion will bring severe pain and torture during childbirth to their genetic mother at the beginning of the timeline.

　　And some "lucky ones" of these descendants will rely on their own "talent" to spy on their mother's secrets in the sea of ​​souls.

　　Because of the greatness of the mother, these offspring have their own new life (destiny).

　　It was precisely because of this that the Emperor personally redeemed his daughter—in his eyes, even though Elaine had been corrupted by Chaos to an extremely serious level at that time, she was a tragic and great mother who was destined to be miserable.

　　Therefore, in the foreshadowing of the previous chapters, it is not that the mother cannot understand each other with the offspring, but that the offspring cannot bear the price of this 'understanding' at all. As a very strong spiritual link, in fact, this is a connection between the original body and the blood of the offspring, an enhanced version of Black Fury.

　　After Elaine fully accepts her warp essence, her offspring will have a great connection with her talent (curse), and this hidden danger will spread, even after death, it will eventually return to her sea of ​​souls .

　　That's why Elaine is worried. Although she can do most of what she can do as a mother, she doesn't want her children to bear this danger too early—at least, to survive the Horus Rebellion first. Besides.

　　The second should be in the afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)