Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 35 Rest In Peace
The magnetic heavy boots mixed with plasma and dirty brain tissue were raised again, and the viscous plasma flowing on the sharp teeth of the chain saw slowly dripped down.

The demon that occupied the body of the Iron Warrior has been banished back to the Warp, and what awaits him will be the endless wrath of the Blood God.

Elaine looked indifferently at the remnants in front of her eyes and the mess around her. She could vaguely find the broken corpses and skulls of several mechanical priests among the various dirty corpses scattered around.

However, there was no trace of Redjac among them.

About this great sage who is too daring...

Elaine will make him pay a price that is harsher than his life.

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After confirming that the demon had been exiled, Elaine slowly came to the crimson pharmacist who was knocked down by Salam.

At this moment, his dilapidated power armor is bleeding everywhere, and he can vaguely see some bone fragments and internal organ fragments. The still maintained life support system symbolizes that various efficient recovery medicines are constantly being injected into it, but his experience The body after high-speed regeneration is already difficult to move.

The Astartes who had already lost their minds roared wildly. There is no doubt that he regarded the tall figure in front of him as a brand new enemy. Although his limbs could no longer move, he roared at his mother like a wounded beast.

"Irregular!"

Seeing this, Kahn and the other Primarch guards rushed forward immediately, and the engines of several chain saw axes roared.

"Mother, please stand down, let us deal with this traitor!"

Several Astartes wanted to rush forward to execute the mad brother immediately, but their mother's sigh stopped them in an instant.

"He...is not a traitor."

After saying that, the stalwart Primarch gently bent down, looking at the turbidity and madness in the pupils of the Unyielding Heir in front of him.

"...his loyalty cannot be questioned."

Elaine whispered softly, like a real lioness protecting her calf, the coldness and cruelty just now completely melted into maternal gentleness at this moment.

Yes, she knows what the child in front of her has experienced, and she also knows what the child in front of her has done.

His name is Aisha, and he is a pharmacist in the 88th Pharmacy Company.This heir is the warrior who sent back a signal for help to the outside world. Although he is a pharmacist... he never showed the slightest fear of the demon that suddenly occupied the body of his companion. After all the accompanying Astartes fell on Sara Behind Mu's power sword, he still stands tall.

Maybe it was a stubborn will that sustained him, maybe it was a rage deep in his veins that consumed him, or both.

In any case, Aisha endured unimaginable hardships, alone facing enchanted Space Marines possessed by ancient demons - especially a Khorne demon who was good at fighting, although the Primarch easily banished him. Back to the subspace, but the death of the two teams of Astartes and the accompanying technical priests symbolized Salam's undoubted terrifying strength.

Even though he was repulsed time and time again by the enemies in front of him, even though his will was constantly swallowed by anger and madness, this unyielding battle rage kept his tenacious and broken body to the last moment.

Now, even though the anger from the pain still supported Aisha's fighting spirit, it was already difficult for him to move.

Elaine knew the reason at a glance.

Even though the Astartes' body, which is strong enough to fight tenaciously for a hundred years, is strong enough, even if the Son of the Mountain's miraculous medical treatment can easily complete limb regeneration, this Astartes' bones and muscles as tough as pottery steel are fighting against the demon of Khorne. He was already overwhelmed in the head-on fight, and this extreme intensity of fighting has almost completely crushed his body. No matter how tenacious his will is, this battle has already come to an end.

——he didn't have any complete bones in his body...

Although his will at this moment has been completely swallowed by anger, his loyalty cannot be questioned.

For only faith in the Emperor and the Primarch could support an Astartes fighting to such an extent.

Now, Elaine can still clearly feel the phantom torment experienced by Aisha, and the sentiment and mourning of this heir still echoes 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, some faint hoarse voice appeared miraculously.

Aisha's bloodthirsty turbid pupils gradually solidified, but the consciousness of this Astartes who had fallen into the boundless abyss was clear at this moment - he saw everything in front of him.

He saw the relief in his mother's eyes, he saw the vigilance of the Primarch's guards, he saw the broken chainaxe coming out of his hand... and the enemy who was completely dead: until the death of the obliterator was confirmed , Aisha felt relieved.

Endless thoughts resurfaced in an instant, and the tiny migratory bird that was cared for by the mother's spiritual harbor crawled up the reef, but it was already bruised and bruised.

"I'm here, Aisha."

"I'm always by your side."

Whispering softly the name of the heir in her arms, Elaine's gilt pupils faintly showed a little sorrow.

This moment.Except for Elaine, everyone was shocked—they were amazed that there was a chance of survival from this extreme madness, and even Kahn was extremely surprised, after all, even though he already knew that this curse originated from his mother's blood would come to an end. It will lead them into an unknown dark future, but now... a miracle is indeed happening.

However, Aisha knew.There is a price to this miracle.

He knew the truth in endless visions.He saw every figure fleeing into the sea of ​​souls, and he saw the end of the illusion—in that dilapidated and tragic future, he finally knew why their genetic mother gave the children of the mountains from the beginning. Almost unlimited tolerance and compassion.

It was the petite figure who huddled up in the cultivation warehouse, who bore the inevitable tragic fate for all the children of the mountains, and it was she who forcibly diverted the No.12 Legion from the road leading to the abyss.

The curse in this blood...is not the tragic fate brought to them by their mother, but the endless pain of childbirth they brought to their mother.

In doing so, Aisha saw mothers take on responsibilities far beyond what they could have imagined.

"Mother... I finally know what you have done for us."

"I hope you...don't bear such a burden for me again."

"In any case... please grant me eternal rest."

Aisha's hoarse voice revealed a little begging.

Even though he still knew the truth of everything, endless madness still filled his mind, endless pain and anger still tormented him, and the last flashback only came from the gene mother who took all his suffering and torture ——This proud warrior can endure endless pain and suffering, but he cannot accept that he will be a burden to his mother.

Now, Aisha is only begging for her soul to return to the tender haven of her mother. ——Even though the Butcher's Nails in this universe have long been destroyed, the tragic fate stemming from the history of the curse is still passed on to the War Dogs. It also originates from their Primarch, and is also... inevitable.

The chain saw ax named 'Blood Son' was slowly raised.

The mother's sympathetic eyes and the son's pleading eyes met at this moment.

"Thank you, my child."

"May your soul return to peace."

The surviving warm blood splashed instantly.

Loyal souls also rest in peace in the gentle harbor of the soul.

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　Want to touch a fish today!There should be only one update!
　　If I have time at night, I will double update~
　　
　
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