Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Price of Salvation
With his burly body and murderous temperament, he only needs to know at a glance that his existence is not an ordinary person, and the majestic body full of divinity distinguishes him from the rest of the dark angels very clearly, like the eternal and only king of the lion pack, standing in the imperial power of the city fortress for thousands of years.
That's what he is. The leader of the First Legion, the lion from the Caliban - Ryan Al Johnson.
This was Elaine's fifth time meeting his own 'kind', and it was also the most impressive—different from the arrogant God-King from the top of Olympia, different from the pious Son who prostrated under the great light of the God-Emperor, and even more different from the proud Wolf Shepherd God and the King of Magic, compared to the lion of Caliban, they were so different from each other. It was at this moment that the Lord of the Red Sands, with his mortal past, truly understood what the term human deity called the Genogen meant to the Human Empire.
Beyond mortal divinity? The majesty of the Dominating Angel? … From a mortal's point of view, it is.
But at this moment, Elaine clearly glimpsed the eternal truth of this cruel universe.
War.
All of the Genetic Primitives inherited the power and vision of the Lord of Humanity at the moment of their birth and launched an unprecedented expedition to the galaxy - so each of them is a natural general, a leader, and has unparalleled potential and ability to war, otherwise it would be impossible to take on those magnificent wars.
Ryan Eltheusson is one of them.
The Dark Angel, known as the 'strongest' among the many legions, is not just the result of literal calculations of military strength and equipment, but the real, conceptual strongest existence.
After Ryan led several companies of Dark Angels to Colchith, they built a set of jaw-dropping combat positions with the efficiency and speed that Elaine was amazed by his calculations, countless incomprehensible lost technology, treacherous and terrifying ancient weapons, if 'unknown' is Colchis's existing greatest enemy, then for this planet, the ancient Iron Man Realm that has awakened and the Dark Angel who are preparing for battle, the danger of the two is probably equal.
The overwhelming execution, the mysterious and impenetrable discipline that even the Space Marines will marvel at at the perfection of this army, the war machine without the slightest weakness - especially for Elaine, who has experienced a terrible battle in subspace, she knows all too well what such a perfect legion can achieve. If the overall strength of the Children of the Mountains is as strong as that of the Dark Angels, then with their unique tenacity and blood, they may even have the possibility of breaking through that brass fortress.
Of course, speculation cannot lead to victory.
Before that, Elaine knew that she and the Legion still needed time to sharpen herself, and she prepared the blade, which was tightly bound to a brass chain.
Until it penetrates the scars that once existed on Him's body again.
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"Looks like you know a lot about [them], Ryan."
Elaine looked at the datapad in her hand and raised her eyebrows slightly.
It clearly records the parameters of the Dark Angel's reverse research project on the 'Extermination Relic', and there are not many means that humans can compete with these brutal and crazy silicon-based sapient spirits - in fact, the mere difference in physiology and the huge computing power that is richer than a casting world can put humanity in a lot of disadvantage against them, not to mention the many ancient weapons that have long been lost, how terrifying they are... Even the genoplasm can find it tricky when it comes to fighting it.
"It's because I know enough about [them] that I'm not going to show mercy if necessary."
Ryan, who had just finished sorting out the information on the side, replied indifferently, and his cold voice without any emotional fluctuations explained his determination: if an uncontrollable situation arises, he will completely destroy this religious world called Colchis without reservations.
Even if it's a home planet of his original brother.
“… Maybe it's not as bad as you think? ”
Luo Jia, who was on the side, spoke weakly, his face full of melancholy on his face covered with scriptures.
In the past few standard Terra hours, there was still no sign of an abrupt attack by the rest of the planet, and each city-state was methodically relaying steady signals and data, as if the massive space-time fluctuations of a few days ago had never erupted-
"Actually, I don't know which [factions] this Iron Man relic of Colchis belongs to. That's why... We will face situations and enemies that have never been seen before, or... There is also a possibility that the information I have given will be [useless]. ”
Ryan did not give a positive answer to Lorgar's concerns, he just continued to deploy his legions indifferently and mechanically, and many ships from the Dark Angels continued to arrive in the skies above Colchis at the same time, and for the scale of this call, even the progress of the First Legion in the Great Expedition would be affected.
Maybe it's to ensure that the saturation support can be perfectly handled for the awakening of the Iron Man Ruins, or maybe it's to ensure that the saturation firepower of Colchis is destroyed in the first place.
Whatever the situation, Ryan is fully prepared.
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“… Alas. ”
Looking through the glass of the command room, looking at the dark angels active in the city-state, Elaine couldn't help but sigh.
She thought back to her own children.
After that devastating battle, she had not been able to make any contact with her legion - no matter how many times she uttered a star word, the result would only be a ruin, as if her kingdom had been completely ruined.
She didn't even know how many of her children were still alive — tens of thousands. Thousands? … Or even less?
These are unknowns, and the brutal battles in the subspace may have dragged her world to the point of falling apart, but the important mission given to her by the Lord of Humanity has left her unable to escape for the time being, and she is unable to directly connect with Nukeria across almost half the galaxy.
And the emergency situation and the war situation appeared one after another in this situation, as if in this cruel galaxy, crises were inextricably entwined around him.
And what is left of me?
Elaine was a little dazed, the instinct and talent of the gene prototype made her still maintain the scheduling of various tasks when her brain was blank - as if she was the innate command machine of the human empire, and the part about 'human' seemed to have quietly gradually moved away from her, and the body and talent as the 'gene prototype' were gradually adjusting her into a general, commander, and warrior.
The part of humanity that was used to maintain humanity gradually dissipated after the battle to break free from the chains, bringing her both advantages and disadvantages, the advantage that she no longer had to bear the tragic fate of Angelon, but the disadvantage was that she had to bear all the burdens and responsibilities related to the genetic protogenes of the Twelfth Legion.
Perhaps, this is the price of being 'redeemed' by the emperor.
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Under Lorga's bewildered gaze, Elaine rose and left the command room—the Lord of the Red Sands left the place where she didn't belong to her, to the sound of the power armor's sonorous and dull pace.
Ryan didn't react to this, just kept his work on the databoard, scheduling the Dark Angels and preparing everything that would happen next.
It wasn't until the scarlet figure left the armory with a lot of armament that Lorga knew what Elaine was going to do.
In fact, her current role is to oversee Loga's loyalty to the Empire - neither her home planet, nor her military targets, nor any of her soldiers.
Therefore, she has a more efficient way to solve problems than dispatching soldiers who do not belong to her and guarding territories that do not belong to her.
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Week change evolves to month change, I'm really too strong
Readers seem to have left a lot, and it seems that there is no need to worry about letting go of self-scribbling and being scolded!
Next, I want to lose my brain and slash all the way!
(End of chapter)