Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 51 Chaos Expedition (End)

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Death, death, endless death.

As far as everyone can see, there are only endless corpses and flames, and the torrent of lasers and artillery fire beyond the horizon is not the end.

The more distant tide of flesh and blood is still frantically rushing forward, pouring out the wrath of the blood god on these reckless mortals, showing the true meaning of war and slaughter to mankind, and dedicating endless blood and skulls to the roaring beast on the skull throne The power of destruction.

The roar of the vampires fighting and roaring was mixed with the roar of explosive bombs, and the swift figure of the Astartes was accompanied by the bombardment of the skull cannon.

The demon engine was burned by the macro cannons and light spears that fell from the sky, and the impenetrable artillery position was completely torn apart in the wave of flesh and blood.

Resources are being consumed, artillery fire is being consumed, and lives are being consumed.

From the moment they sailed into the domain of Khorne, everyone knew the truth: In the distant and distorted future, the fate of all the members of the 'Blood 13' expedition fleet was favored by the Lord of Skulls, and they betrayed all their beliefs and beliefs. In the past, unforgivably mad rebellion against the Imperium of Man was launched in a blasphemous and mad manner.

This is unacceptable to any of them.

Therefore, even if they did not know the truth of the matter until they arrived at the cruel battlefield, they did not hesitate to rebel against the ethereal and illusory fate.

Just because they always believe in the truth of the empire, just because they are always willing to give their lives for the emperor's great cause-no matter in the past or in the future, the Astartes and the mortal auxiliary army will always be the same and never shrink back.

However, the human reinforcements from the real universe have gradually decreased, and the Khorne demon army, which symbolizes destruction, has never shown its decline. Every demon's body is constantly being reborn from the blood sea in the blood god's comforting whispers, and then rejoins the eternal The wave of flesh and blood that does not dissipate.

This is the will of Khorne.

This is war incarnate.

The human positions with Blackstone's anti-psychic stance are constantly decreasing under the crazy impact of demons, and the roaring artillery fire on the artillery positions has gradually ceased due to the shortage of resources.

Every moment the battle-weary body of an Astartes fell, every blinding ball of molten fire symbolized the passing of a mortal hero's soul.

Humanity faces an enemy they cannot win.

Their courage is breeding every daemon's resurrection, and their sacrifices are whispering comfort to the Blood God.

This is a desperate war.

This is a war of destiny.

This war that bets on everything represents everyone's beliefs.

Pursue that slim victory.

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He watches everything.

Blood dripping from torn limbs.

The screams of flesh and blood being burned.

Countless lives are dying beneath the Throne of the Skull, human, demonic, and Astartes.

And Angron's.

【Blood…】

The crazy battlefield like a meat grinder is still full of waves of blood and bullets. There are always heroic souls falling into eternal sleep under the lingering smoke of gunpowder. Whether it is pain, madness, or hatred, all hysterical emotions are constantly filling The low roar that echoed on the scorched earth showed his joy, following the desire of the destructive power on the brass throne to fight.

He is never satisfied, He is never satisfied, with endless war.

The huge sea of ​​blood condensed bit by bit by glory and sacrifice is constantly churning under the watchful eyes of Khorne. These tiny races from the real universe are now fighting against the real incarnation of destruction with an indescribable belief in miracles.

His low roar heralds war and death, and his murmur represents fighting and glory.

Hundreds of millions of souls are wandering freely in the sea of ​​souls, and the will condensed into a sharp blade is tearing out terrible scars in his divine domain.

Yes, the terrible scar that tore apart the sky and the earth in the domain of Khorne... is from 'human beings'.

Since the collision of the distant golden light and the heavy scarlet axe, it has symbolized the beginning and end of this grand war and the cause and effect.

The scars have formed, but the blood has not flowed.

The blood god is waiting.

Looking forward to the moment when this sharp blade condensed by will stabs at him.

Until the smoke and killing dissipate, until the soul and glory are cast into an immortal monument.

after all…

There were so many lives... so many sacrifices, so many precious souls sacrificed so heroically.

Their value is worthy of the blood god's attention.

Never before had an army of such size brought Khorne to a war of hysteria, never before had such tenacity of will been able to stand up to the Throne of the Skull.

The roar intertwined by bombs and artillery fire is extremely pleasant.

It's a pity that their destination is not the throne of the skull, but the side of the carrion, providing worthless loyalty to the rotten empire.

Even the shattered soul of the blood angel lost the control of the blood god at this moment.

Through the hand of Elaine's chain saw ax "Bloodfather", the poor slave returned to the side of the Golden Throne completely.

The rotting wight was always so fond of intrigue.

The blood god grunted.

— Rather, from the very beginning... the Blood Angels who came to the battlefield were not complete.

He already knew the whole story.

The Lord of the Skull witnessed Angron's broken soul that was forcibly torn into two by the cold golden light, and he also witnessed the chain saw ax with the cold golden light cut off all the links between himself and the Blood Angel.

Perhaps the carrion had planned everything from the very beginning, or perhaps the loathsome Indigo Toba plucked the strings of fate again.

But...it doesn't matter anymore, their pathetic pride will eventually bring corresponding revenge.

Moreover, the Lord of the Skull has never regretted his slaves and servants. Since the blood is slowly overflowing, it doesn't matter where they go.

Even if the existence of the Blood Angel is precious enough.

However, at this moment, even hundreds of millions of lives and blood cannot equal the spoils obtained through the blood angel's broken soul.

From the redemption bestowed by the unyielding warrior on the wretched slave.

A broken chainaxe, and a broken arm.

Her rebellion continues.

And He was looking forward to it.

As he roared in relief, the blood rain and thunder in the domain of Khorne became more and more violent, and the wave of flesh and blood formed by the endless Khorne demon army became more and more crazy, and the interweaving of melting and blasting arrows approached its climax .

Blood poured.

The shadow of the majestic battleship bathed in the blood rain slowly emerged above the horizon.

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Pain, death, madness.

Elaine overlooked the bloody battlefield in front of her, and endless strong emotions were echoing in the sea of ​​her mind.

She could clearly feel the helplessness, anger, and despair of every mortal soldier facing the tide of demonic blood.

She can also clearly feel the death that happens all the time.

The Red Sand Lord slowly closed her eyes, and the red sand from Nuceria floated through her hair.

She felt the burning from the vampire demon sword, the bombardment from the skull cannon, and the trampling from the steel bull.

Every time you murmur softly, there is a resolute soul that is overwhelmed, or a heroic sacrifice that forges a small stone step towards victory.

With the expeditionary fleet's "resolute determination" to continue to expand the territory of the gods of Khorne, the finale of this tragic war is also drawing to a close, and endless suffering and torture pour into the Primarch at every moment In her mind, she can see everything, and her whisper is with every shape, everywhere.

Whether it is an Astartes or a mortal, every small or powerful individual is condensed together under Elaine's whisper, and the potential of the human being is magnified to the limit with unprecedented cooperation.

Miracles happen all the time.

After Astartes and mortals torn apart with their lives turned into spearheads, the torrent of steel composed of armor and Titans moved forward steadily. But the hope that exists, marches towards the endless tide of chaos.

Faith is constantly burning, and the will that fills everyone's heart is more tenacious every second than before. This is also the driving force for the human legion to tear apart the way forward in the desperate tide of flesh and blood.

Although the price of this motivation is endless suffering, this soul empathy that links everyone puts all their negative emotions into Elaine's sea of ​​mind.

Burning hatred, seething madness, hysterical despair.

It is more cruel than any instrument of torture in the galaxy, and can almost completely crush any soul.

Elaine, however, is not on this list.

She's been through it all before.

The fiery flames burning in her gilt pupils brought hope and anger to all the warriors who were still fighting, and the cold whispers symbolized the salvation that existed in the far end of the sea of ​​souls—— Beneath the golden and icy sun, to the still shining imperial double-headed eagle, eternal loyalty.

Regardless of whether their lives will end abruptly in the next moment, or whether their suffering is unbearable, they will usher in a long sleep under the gentle whispers of the Lord of the No.12 Legion.

Even enduring the terrifying pressure that could crush any existence, Elaine's tenacious soul remained unshakable.

Even though her broken right arm was still bleeding under the whisper of the blood god, the enrichment from faith was enough to dispel any physical weakness.

As early as in the sea of ​​souls in the highest sky, she could hear the blasphemous whispers from the blood god, and the crazy and blood-soaked corruption was invading her soul all the time—as if she was a little careless, her ethereal The fate of the dead will usher in the inevitable despair just like the Lord of the Army of Death.

However, the Red Sand Lord at this moment is no longer the trembling young Primarch curled up in his swaddling clothes.

The tenacious belief has turned into a thick and thick wall shining with golden lights, blocking any corruption and filth that tries to invade her soul.

The blazing soul that linked all the humans in the expeditionary legion even called out the distant gaze of the corrupt emperor in the torrent of time.

She could clearly feel the blood god's desire for this war, and she could also hear the expectations of her unfamiliar father.

Well, the answer is already obvious.

Since the flow of fate is inevitable, she chooses to carry this war against the blood god to the end.

——with a sharp blade called 'Fortitude and Determination'.

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The Queen of Glory came to the end of war and destiny with endless broken scars.

Brass Fortress.

"Soldiers of the Emperor, Champions of Man, my children..."

"This war against fate has reached its final stage."

Elaine's cold voice echoed on the battlefield.

Standing on the ram of the flagship, the Lord of the Red Sands witnessed everything.

Sitting on the throne of the skull, the power of destruction watches all.

She/he has witnessed endless fighting and disputes, as well as countless noble sacrifices and redemptions.

This bloody and tragic war started with desperate resistance and will end with hysterical resistance.

"In this war... I have seen each of you die, each of you fight, each of you fight."

"Any heavy sacrifice will be forever remembered, and any noble loyalty will be redeemed."

The cold whisper no longer explained any tactics, and the hull reflecting the light of the anti-psychic attitude seemed more and more illusory.

At this moment, almost all Astartes felt unspeakable heart palpitations at this moment, and the spiritual empathy that linked everyone's hearts merged to its peak at this moment.

——They can feel the endless pain and torture hidden in the depths of the mother's soul sea, which has been magnified to the cruel time of thousands of years.

"You have tried hard enough...my children."

"There is more than one wandering soul trapped in regret and the past."

"My return and existence have brought you suffering and an unknown future... Now, it's time for me to rewrite this fate."

At the same time, under the resonance of the soul, the fiery jet of the huge engine of the Resolute Resolve burst out with even hotter plasma flames, turning into an endless thrust and directly hitting the top of the brass fortress.

The sky of Khorne God's Domain seemed to dye the horn of the Queen of Glory's black stone scarlet red, and the figure of the stalwart with the severed arm also seemed extremely small at this moment.

He arose from his throne of brass.

The terrifying low roar on the skull throne has turned into a high-pitched and maddened roar. The unprecedented terrifying momentum dispelled the storm and thunder in an instant, and the endless blood rain that poured down completely stopped at this moment.

The looming huge crack spreading across the plain of bones is fully revealed at this moment, and the scalding endless sea of ​​blood symbolizes the blood god's anger and excitement.

The scar cast in time was aching, and the blow he was looking forward to was coming.

An angry roar lingered on the Throne of Skull, and hot red sand floated on the black ram.

The pale golden icy light lingered on that too small figure.

The scarlet greataxe blade also pierced past and future at this moment.

"Ahead of our path, there will only be endless victories."

The cold voice still echoed in everyone's ears, but the too dazzling light swallowed everyone's sight.

Sword blades and heavy axes are clashing, and the sky and the earth are torn apart.

"Humanity must win."

She whispered softly.

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　The book is over! (?)
　　Just kidding~ After a few chapters, I will come out of the subspace, and continue to go to the Great Crusade to participate in various big events!
　　This chapter has been held back for a long time, and most of the foreshadowing from Chapter 1 to the beginning of this volume has been uncovered~
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