"What the hell is that..."

In the City of Gray Flowers, Angeltay looked up a little sluggishly at the mechanical towers that appeared out of thin air on the horizon.

He is a native of Colchis, who answered the call of the Human Empire and joined the Legion of the Whisperers after the arrival of the Lord of Humanity.

Although Angeltai has seen countless alien nations large and small in the great expedition of nearly a hundred years, he has exterminated and defeated all kinds of recalcitrant heretical civilizations as a space marine.

But in his memory, his home planet had never had such a large building...... Not to mention the current state of war.

Tens of thousands of auxiliary armored legions, two Warlord-class Titans and several Marauder Titan Troopers, and dozens of cruisers around Colchis—

"I wondered the other day why the First Legion was able to call those oil guys on Mars..."

"Huh. Now it seems that it is reasonable. ”

Chafen seemed to joke optimistically, but Angeltay could hear the heaviness of his words.

“… Oh, yes. ”

"After all, it's on this scale... Relic. Those archaeological maniacs are probably overjoyed by now, aren't they? ”

As if infected by the optimism of his best friend, Angeltai also pretended to be calm.

"If you want me to say, wait for the astrological language to come back to Mars... The oil guys who didn't come to Colches are going crazy - who told them not to see the old Colchis. ”

"It's different from now on, when this battle is over and Colches begins to prepare for full industrialization, those damn oil guys with their noses cocked in the past will have to line up to report to our legion!"

"But now the mother group is getting more and more short of people. Angeltay, I can't sit idle—I've heard that those sub-group brothers have a good reputation, and I'm kind of tempted to get out of the Sawtooth Sun. ”

"Come on! Shafen, since the old donkey of Colfaron was executed by order of the emperor, it is too late for others to come to serve in our mother regiment..."

"Hahaha! That's right! ”

"Hahaha!"

On the walls of the city of gray flowers, the two burly Astartes were joking with each other, as if they were unaware of the already incomparably solemn tense atmosphere in the city.

Yes, not every Astarte has the same rich resume as Angeltay and Shafin, and some of the younger Whisperer warriors are already praying to relieve the pressure in their hearts.

However, they all knew very well what the things that could attract the attention of the Mechanics and even the Titan Order, and even though the Whisperers had not experienced a terrible war in the past years, their experience of fighting as space marines for nearly a hundred years allowed them to instantly know how fierce this battle would be.

Needless to say, a brutal war on the level of the apocalypse is already in sight.

The creation of an ancient alien civilization? The strange abilities of dangerous heretics? Or is it a terrible crisis long before the Old Night?

They don't know, but they don't fear—every Astarte will be destined to die in endless wars when they are born with the expectations of the Lord of Humanity.

It is also the ultimate dedication of their lives for the empire of mankind.

……

An unprecedented sense of exhaustion appeared on Elaine's body.

The pain, dizziness, and more indescribable eerie states made her feel tired.

This is an extremely rare state for a genetic agent, and it symbolizes that her mental and physical stamina has fallen to the limit.

Elaine only vaguely remembers what had happened.

Subspace Gate, Tzeentch Demon, Iron Man... Subspace Storm.

Several extremely dangerous keywords were stitched together in her burnout brain to make up everything she had ever done.

Yes, she crashed headlong into the subspace storm.

If she had been replaced by a regular life form, she would have been shattered tens of thousands of times.

Fortunately, the horrific nature of the genogen limits her damage to a level that is not life-threatening, and retains the last of her physical strength to move.

So Elaine rushed through the door of the subspace that connected the real universe, and pounced like a beast under the terrified gaze of the iron man who had been elevated to Tzeentch Great.

After that, her consciousness was interrupted.

But that clear feel of having taken something away doesn't deceive itself.

“… Hey. Seemingly... It's worth the trip. ”

Slumped on unfamiliar land, Elaine smiled weakly.

Even though she was too tired to open her eyes, and the touch of the land around her didn't seem to look like Colchis, she could vaguely sense that her right hand was still holding something.

Something beating, like a human heart...

I'm afraid, this is the [core] of that iron man.

However, no matter how tenacious her consciousness was, her body was too tired to move after experiencing the physical storm through the subspace and taking away the core center of the iron man with the last physical blow.

As a living form in the physical universe, the genetic prototype has a limit after all.

Not even the instinct to open your eyes, let alone the so-called 'desire to survive'... The abundant physical strength and bloodthirsty desire previously experienced in subspace have completely dissipated.

In this state of physical strength being weakened to the limit, it is probably a great miracle to barely recover consciousness for a moment.

Now Elaine could only barely feel that the environment around her was no longer any planet she knew, sticky, hot and humid, almost erosive bloody aura was like hell on earth, and the screams and begs for mercy were endless.

Several key words poured into her brain, but Elaine's brain, which was now so weak that it was about the same as that of a normal mechanical priest, pondered for a few seconds before coming up with an answer.

The moment she got the answer, her eyebrows suddenly frowned.

- Damn... I'm not going to fall into Nostramo or Comoros...

Due to the impact of the subspace storm turbulence, Elaine does not have any self-protection ability at all now... At this juncture of crisis, I am afraid that an ordinary Astarte can kill himself.

But...

Consciousness is slowly fading away, and reason is gradually dissipating.

All she could do was pray to the emperor.

- Forget it, so be it.

- If you die, you can return to the Golden Throne sooner...

Elaine thought to herself with some regret, and fell into a deep sleep.

After confirming that Elaine was completely asleep, several Dark Eldars finally emerged from the shadows.

The dark spirits had carefully locked the sleeping beast in strange shackles, and they could not think of such a terrifying being of such size and ferocity even though they had indulged in it in the past.

Just because they saw Elaine in the flesh through the subspace storm and into the Comoros in the network.

If you describe it as a Gutera people, it is a being who forcibly dives thousands of meters into the deep sea with his physical body, and penetrates the shell of the deep-sea shelter with his physical body...

No one would think that she would be an ordinary, normal life being.

And the brass shadow of the supreme heaven was still watching her.

As if expecting something...

……

……

The big stage of the Comoros, you can come if you are brave enough!

(End of chapter)