Looking at the battle report from the Twelfth Legion in front of him, Luo Jia felt a little headache, so much so that his face that had been washed away from the scriptures was slightly distorted.

“… Is the battle going badly on the main planet of Cadia? My lord. ”

Angeltay, who was beside him, asked softly.

“… No, the battle is good. It's even so good that somehow - uh. ”

Luo Jia glanced at the warrior beside him who had been promoted to the original body guard, although he wanted to explain to the other party what he saw on the data board, but when Luo Jia thought of the many rumors about the Twelfth Legion, the words in his heart slowly swallowed back.

No way. He can't tell his Primordial Guardian that the one who once helped the Bearer and even saved himself from crisis and confusion, and that the Son of the Mountains, who is now fighting alongside him, is using some forbidden heretical techniques on the battlefield, right?

"It looks like you're facing a tough moral choice."

Angeltay bowed slightly.

Obviously, it is no secret that there are many secrets about the Twelfth Legion.

There are even many rumors that the 12th Legion may become the third Astarte Legion to be erased from history and traces in the near future.

“… Alas. ”

"It's time for us to go down too, Elaine and her enemies have been waiting a little longer."

Luo Jia looked at the planet burning with supernatural flames outside the porthole, and the deep purple pupil in the starry sky that seemed to be like a bottomless abyss, and he knew where his fate should be.

In fact, Loga felt that her legion might be the third Astarte to be erased.

It's just that this secret from the future cannot be freely told to others, and there is no force in the human empire that has inherent prejudices about wizards and heretical beliefs that will believe that the Bearers are fighting an existential battle from the High Heavens.

At their side, only the Children of the Mountains, who had also experienced similar battles, were with them.

This road to death is not alone.

……

"Is that all your blood god can do?"

"Is that all you have to do in your war?"

"Tell your evil god master, it's not enough!"

The loud synthesized sound reverberated like thunder through the hills of twisted skulls and bloody corpses, and the suffocating atmosphere that filled the blood mist like a miasma was torn apart by the roar.

Looking at the past, it was all the skulls of demons.

Although it has not been deliberately stacked and shaped. But it had invisibly formed a hill made of skulls.

The scarlet shadow standing at the top of the hill was holding aloft the head of a great demon that had not yet fully breathed, the constant rolling sound of its thick armor mixed with the wail of the great demon, and the heavy chainsaw axe in his other hand was constantly flowing with sticky and smelly blood.

Clearly, the Great Demon named Scarbrand is about to be sent back to Heaven once again, adding to its past of humiliation and hatred.

The scarlet shadow that almost shrouded the canopy of the planet seemed to appreciate the scene in front of him, and the downpour of blood became more vigorous at this moment, washing away the scarlet heavy armor that stood on the top of the skull hill.

But...

But that's all there is to it.

On this planet of Kadia, which once served as the bridgehead of the [Exorcism Death Domain], the subspace shadows created by the sacrifices of countless cultists are no longer enough to accommodate the invasion of another army of terrorists.

As the Great Demon's skull burst into a mass of shapeless twisted flesh in the hands of the Primordial Giant, the scarlet shadow that shrouded the canopy slowly faded.

It was as if the sudden outpouring of blood was just a reflection of the horror of the demon army, as if the honor of bathing in the endless blood rain did not belong to the demon army of the blood god.

After the rain cleared, Elaine slowly took off the helmet that had been dyed scarlet by the rain of blood, and let the blood on it slowly drip and disperse, and finally turned back into the silver-white and scarlet original helmet.

The blood stains on its heavy power armor also returned to their original color under the sunlight, reflecting not only the silver-white holy brilliance, but also the scars and wear of the war.

Only the blood-soaked scarlet cloak behind him still retains its scarlet color—as if symbolizing the eternal blood debt of the Twelfth Legion.

"Mother."

As a cold voice came from behind, Elaine tilted her head slightly.

This is a child of the mountains dressed in silver-white power armor, but the scarlet nerve bundle behind his helmet symbolizes some rumor about the taboo.

"The cultists have been wiped out, and they are ready to purge this planet at any time."

The Son of the Mountains said, his cold voice without any emotion or undulation, as cold as a dead man.

"Good."

Elaine bowed slightly.

"Still, the planet's... No extermination orders are used. ”

As she spoke, she looked at the dark purple eye of fear in the sky.

【… Because of the future 'Cadia'? Mother. 】

At the same time, Karn's voice burst out from the soul link.

[Not only Kadia, I feel that the power of Chaos is now being assembled like never before—if this planet is destroyed now, then the Great Rift may unfold prematurely, and now is not the time. 】

[I see... You're going to wait until the time of the Great Rebellion—]

"The Great Rebellion will not happen, Karn. But... This is also a back-up plan that has to be done as a last resort. 】

【At that time... You're going to be taking on an unimaginable responsibility. 】

[That doesn't matter. 】

Throughout, their communication did not seem to be heard by Elaine's son of the mountains, who remained silent, as if his soul had never been connected to the sea of souls that carried through the past and future of the Twelfth Legion.

And the reason for this... It is about several forbidden technologies that have been used after the reorganization of the legions.

Whether it's life conceived in a hive-like artificial incubator, or the reactivation of a consciousness after healing the corpse of a deceased warrior, its soul will be permanently detached from the Twelfth Legion's soul chain.

The nerve bundle behind his head through Iron Man's reverse study of Nukeria's Butcher's Nail and created by Elaine himself can effectively anchor the souls of these warriors to ensure that they have excellent soul resistance against subspace creations.

"One more thing, Lord Loga is waiting for you."

As Elaine's consciousness withdrew from the sea of souls, her gaze returned to the child of the mountains in front of her.

"Let's go, kid."

……

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(End of chapter)