Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 81
At this moment, the desert area of ​​Colchis is no longer as calm as the observation data shows.

As Ryan thought, the ancient iron man inhabiting this planet is not any type that the human empire has come into contact with so far, and many advanced technological levels have produced an effect that seems to be out of gear, even if it is a high-frequency bird divination The array can't detect the specific situation inside.

Perhaps, only the Lord of Humanity who has experienced the terrible era knows the truly terrifying aspect of these omnic life forms.

However, these are not within the scope of Elaine's consideration.

This burly iron giant was slowly walking forward in the desert with a huge chain saw-axe upside down - what she was wearing was a special power armor comparable to the size of a dreadnought mech, as a power armor that could adapt to the Primarch The size of the power armor is even large enough to compare with the Centurion armor of the later generations, and needless to say inside, the countless mechanical witchcraft runes branded on the heavy and thick ceramic steel armor are enough to demonstrate this. The rarity of a piece of fine-crafted power armor, the many complex secret structures and lost technologies inside make it so precious that it is so incomparable.

It can walk on the ground regardless of any harsh environment, and its defense and armor thickness are doubled compared to the MK2 expedition type. Although this exaggerated power armor can only be worn by the Primarch, there are also rumors within the empire.To develop a new type of power armor for defense—perhaps, this pair of power armor is one of the experimental products.

It is precisely because of this that it is worthy of a gift from the emperor.

"call…"

Elaine was walking slowly in the desert, with some muffled breathing sounds coming through the filter grid. It seemed that she was not used to the closed thick power armor—and Angron from the original world line had never passed through it. What power armor seems to have inherited Angron's 'traits'.

The hot wind and sand that can tear the flesh of an ordinary person is hitting the goggles on her helmet all the time. The dull panting through the filter grid is even more obvious in this abnormally high temperature environment. It will be completely buried by the natural wind and sand, as if the scarlet armored giant never came.

At this moment, compared to the huge desert that is nearly the size of the entire plate in Colchis, even the stalwart body of the Primarch looks like an ant. The harsh wind and sand in the desert has shown an extremely abnormal trend. Although the environment of Alkis is also harsh, it has not yet reached the level of exaggeration it is today:

Since she stepped into the desert area, the data parameters in the helmet have continuously provided her with terrible readings that are almost like a dead planet around her. As she started to move towards the place where space-time fluctuations erupted, the data of radiation and space collapse began to rise continuously. Even Terra's atomic clock keeps reporting errors, and whispers of psionic energy from the highest heaven often echo in my ears—and these are by no means data that can be obtained by observation in those city-states, which also confirms Elaine's understanding of this A few guesses about the event.

Chaos, omnic, the most dangerous enemies of these two types of empires may appear together, but it is by no means impossible-in fact, Elaine has already vaguely guessed the source of the crisis.

Lorgar, who had just awakened his traits, might not be good at facing such enemies, but the quality and prudence of the First Legion and Ryan made them need to be careful at every step, and the efficient actions of the Dark Angels also successfully freed Elaine from her job.

Therefore, Elaine, who has experience in facing chaos directly, is the best candidate to be a pioneer.

There is no need to communicate too much with your brothers, and there is no need to sacrifice too much Astartes who are not under your command in this era when the human empire does not understand Chaos. This is not like a life-and-death battle to face the fate of the Legion , and Elaine also believed in her ability as a Primarch, and also believed in the meaning of the arm that her father bestowed on her.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Elaine finally walked out of the sandstorm.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he let out a long sigh.

"Finally... it's here."

The scene that greets the eyes is no longer a sea of ​​sand and storms where you can't see your fingers, but a mechanical city that reflects the strange color of indigo, presenting an atmosphere that is incompatible with the surrounding dead desert. The burly castle cast is even more treacherous and terrifying. On the top of the castle grows a giant eyeball that is a combination of flesh and machinery that resembles a living creature. The ferocious bloodshot and cables are constantly wriggling in it. Space Marines are also hard to look at.

She looked around, and saw countless twisted and staggering mechanical lives scattered in the desert like corpses, but they seemed to be surviving, whispering obscure words and panting to each other, among which there were many Emotions are even more difficult not to think about, and their twisted and terrifying mechanical physiology is enough to keep every tech-priest awake at night.

This is her destination.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of her, Elaine didn't react to any extent, as if she didn't care about the scene of hell that could cause ordinary people to collapse in an instant.

She even felt a little relieved, because in this abnormal and terrifying land, she felt the atmosphere of chaos that she had always been very familiar with. If it was those iron men she had never known, she might still feel a little afraid of the unknown...

And going to the Warp... For her, it was like coming home.

Especially the building in front of me looks like the creation of the Lord of Change.

"Ah, ah... 42..."

"No, as long as you don't violate the first and second laws, you must protect your own survival as much as possible..."

"..."

While Elaine was looking at the terrifying scene in front of her, some staggering mechanical zombies squirmed to her feet, constantly pulling at Elaine's ceramic steel boots, using some obscure ancient language, as if What are you praying for.

Elaine didn't pay much attention to it, but trampled it to pieces indifferently, splashing countless electrolytes and cables like a real flesh exploded.

And after those hideous mechanical living corpses were smashed, a light blue aura rose from them, as well as spiritual echoes full of strange laughter.

Elaine continued to move forward indifferently, allowing more and more fanatical mechanical zombies to be crushed by her heavy iron boots as if they were actively serving as floor mats. The sticky and dirty cables and debris were like real flesh. With elasticity and tenacity, a strange road of mechanical flesh and blood was formed on the way forward of the Primarch.

Elaine knew that there was something waiting for her.

It might be the Extinction Machine, it might be the Ancient Iron Man, it might be the Great Demon Tzeentch.

She will accompany to the end.

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　Half of the code word code fell asleep last night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)