Tick, tick.

Sticky green blood dripped from the slowly turning blade of the chainsaw, and the blazing promethium engine slowly spewed smoke as if it weren't enough.

In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, the huge and ugly head of [Crazy Eye] suddenly fell from the sky, and the vicious beast that was rushing towards the Astartes was now reduced to a headless corpse.

The massive Warboss was decapitated by Elaine's chainsaw axe in an instant.

The filthy orc xenomorph didn't even realize his death, his crazy eyes still filled with a frenzy for battle.

Even the orc boys who had just roared and cheered on the leader failed to comprehend what was happening in front of them.

And the majestic scarlet figure standing on the filthy corpse mercilessly trampled the huge head under his feet.

The terrifying sound of flesh and bones being crushed by the heavy magnetic boots symbolizes that the Warboss named [Mad Eye] has ceased to exist.

It could no longer ponder.

And witnessing that their boss was crushed by the enemy's big red guy, those orc boys also instantly scattered and began to flee in all directions, and fled here with rolling and crawling.

And this assault team composed of the champions of the Legion has been completely shocked by the power of their genetic mother.

Yes, something too counterintuitive happened to Elaine.

From Karn's point of view, everything was incomprehensible from the moment his mother's majestic figure appeared before them.

Elaine was so fast that Karn and the rest of the Primordial Attendants couldn't see her movements, or how the delicate and heavy chainsaw axes could decapitate their enemies in an instant.

But, compared to Elaine's unrecognizable speed, that terrifying power like a natural disaster was what shocked these Astartes.

In their minds, there are still remnants of the natural disaster.

The thin atmosphere in the cabin seemed to be torn apart by the scarlet figure, the overly hot light and heat formed a tail flame under the friction of the power armor, and the heavy magnetic boots rippled terrifying cracks on the steel hull with each step, and the supple red hair rippled along the trajectory - it seemed that there was really a burning flame.

Even after a long period of sluggishness, these Astartes have only one word in their hearts.

God.

Although they all believe in the truth of the Empire, all the actions of their Genetic Mother are truly beyond their imagination.

These angels of death, who had seen the power of the original gene for the first time, even had hallucinations.

It was as if the terrifying figure that was rushing at extremely high speed was not a living thing, but a giant meteorite with a mass of tens of millions of tons.

In the dead silence, Karn could hear his throat twitch slightly.

… And like the other fellow Primordial Guards, the vague tremor under his chest, almost revealing a feverish exuberance.

Yes, the scarlet form, as powerful and majestic as a god, was the genetic prototype of their Twelfth Legion.

At this moment, a strong sense of belonging welled up in their hearts.

Not why, because in the nearly 100-year history of war hounds, they have never fought side by side with a real genetic prototype on the battlefield, not to mention their enthusiasm and fanaticism for war, and only allow their own blood lord to accompany them - so although they have heard those legends about genetic prototypes from the mouths of their combat brothers in other legions, the war dogs do not really believe the 'god-like' statement.

It is a well-known fact that the genetium is immensely powerful and powerful, as well as the extraordinary talent inherited from the Lord of Mankind. However, the powerful figure in front of him from the Mother of Genes completely overwhelmed Karn and the little pride in the hearts of these Primordial Guardians.

In the past, they were all leaders in martial arts and willpower in their respective companies and battalions and regiments, and some even often competed with the champions of most other legions in duel pits, and they had more or less doubts about the 'extraordinary power' of the genetic prototype in their hearts - after all, these Astartes had truly transformed into the emperor's angels of death in a hundred years of self-sharpening, and they had never questioned their swords and explosive bombs. Just as the Emperor had never questioned Astarte's loyalty.

Now, they finally realize why they have a strong connection to the genetic protoplasm.

Each Astarte's genetic seed is a copy of the original genetic power.

If these Astartes are angels of death walking in the world, then their genetic prototype is a god who really walks in the world.

And the gods of the sons of the mountains were coming towards them with dull and swift steps.

[It's time for this boring war to end, my children. 】

Gentle voices came from the ears of the Terminator guards, who reluctantly looked up at the majestic figure that still exuded a terrifying temperature.

That's their mother.

And the end of her flowing red hair... Flames burn all the time.

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After eradicating Elaine's Warboss, the Orc Fleet's 'Waaaaagh! Immediately stopped.

The successive magnificent fleets turned from order in chaos to complete chaos, and because of their crazy and fanatical fighting spirit lost their leaders, some of the cunning orc bosses took the opportunity to set off the idea of seizing power, and these old natures who were not big enough and not strong enough to convince the people, so these orc fleets, which were already like scattered sand, were completely caught in an endless civil war.

Even completely ignoring the human Imperial fleet that had inflicted heavy damage on them.

After all, the big red guy who can kill their Warboss is the leader of this group of human shrimps.

At least no boss or kid has dared to provoke her yet.

So, Elaine and her Primordial Guards returned unhindered back to the Resolve.

And the news of the battle on the front line also made her very satisfied.

In this two-front battle, since most of the Inhuman fleet's communications were cut off in the first round of strikes, the filthy Inhuman fleet was almost completely wiped out by the artillery fire of Astarte and the expeditionary fleet during Elaine's time at the orc flagship—with the exception of the Void Shields of most of the ships that were almost overheated due to the tactics of carrying counter-fire in turns, there were few battle damage figures that she did not want to see.

Although Elaine knew that the Warboss, who was about the same height as herself, wasn't too much of a problem for her heir - in fact, the team of Terminators she led alone could completely solve it.

Not to mention Astarte, on which several companies of orcs were strangled.

But Elaine can't tolerate any stain left in a beautiful and perfect battle.

Everything has to be perfect.

And now, only the remaining Inhumans are left who are stubbornly resisting on the surface of Salem.

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