Chapter 17 The Battle of Salem (8)

Author: Insect Possession

Chapter 17 The Battle of Salem (8)

The sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing constantly echoed in the duel pit, while flying sand and gravel and dull breathing echoed in the empty venue.

The eve of the war has begun, and the head-on confrontation between the 13th Expeditionary Fleet and the Alien Empire is just around the corner, but the fighting duel in the duel pit has never stopped.

In the circular dueling pit, the two Astartes were fighting with movements that were difficult for ordinary people to see. Their strong bodies, like demigods, displayed unspeakable terrifying speeds. The confrontation between souls and wills was sharp.

The sword blades constantly erupted from the collision, and the sonorous sparks flying all the time symbolized their ardent fighting spirit that was usually suppressed, and the crowds swarming in the spectator seats symbolized their interest in this fight between demigods, excluding the mortal assistants.

In addition to the army, there are also many Astartes among them.

But at this moment, the usual roars and cheers of the war dogs were replaced by silence. They silently watched this fight that was quite exquisite for them, absorbing the skills and games contained in it.

Because what was fighting in the duel pit was the commander of the 8th Assault Company, Kahn. He was the champion of the entire 8th Company and the regiment to which he belonged. His glory on the battlefield made him famous almost throughout the 12th Legion.

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Just now, Kahn was promoted by the Primarch of the Sons of the Mountains and entered the Primarch bodyguard organization called [Hand of Redemption].

Now this duel is a trial personally launched by Legion Commander Greer to test whether Kahn can fulfill the [Blood Finger] duty as the hand of redemption, known as the 'blood-soaked fingertips of the Great Mother'

, it is also the primarch guard seat coveted by many chapter champions.

This is one of the eight great seats of the Primarch's bodyguard of the [Hand of Redemption]. It represents the honor of being able to fight side by side with the Gene Mother at all times on the battlefield, and also represents the honor of soaking the mother's fingertips with blood.

Enthusiasm towards.

However, at this moment, Kahn did not feel any joy or excitement from the leap in military rank. There were always complex and doubtful thoughts lingering in his brain, so much so that even his usual precise and fierce combat skills were difficult to achieve.

The action of touching the legion commander Greer in front of him.

[What's wrong, my brother? Your movements are mixed with doubts...I can feel the thoughts in your heart.]

As if aware of Kahn's unusual speed, Greer's inner voice came to Kahn's ears with some confusion.

The bright sparks of the clash of gold and iron illuminated Kahn's stern and determined face. Even though the silent warrior was slightly disturbed, his combat skills and movements were unparalleled.

[Greer, there's something I can't understand... coming from our mother.]

With a slight sigh that was imperceptible, Kahn's voice and his swift combos were returned to Greer.

[Perhaps mother's words are not always easy to understand, just like the biological knowledge she imparted to the Legion - but this should not be the time for you to wonder...because you deserve this honor, Kahn.]

Obviously, even the high-ranking legion commander was delighted with Kahn's promotion.

But Kahn seemed a little melancholy about this. The dark clouds floating in the sea of ​​​​mind symbolized his complicated mood, which was as fast as his wild offensive.

[I am indeed happy about this responsibility. Greer's mother has entrusted me with this responsibility that would make anyone happy, but in her incomprehensible words, I felt that she also gave some difficult things to me.

Imaginative responsibilities have been taken on... I don’t want to be a burden to my mother.]

Two rough swords with gaps in them are colliding with each other with the harsh sound of sonic booms. The exaggerated strength of the swords competes with each other like giant beasts, causing waves of impact to ripple on the blood-sand land of the duel pit. A high-speed fight between demigods.

It has already dazzled the mortals, and only the Astartes can see some clues in this seemingly barbaric, but actually extremely sophisticated duel.

Although Greer can sympathize with Kahn's melancholy through his mind, his opinions are different from Kahn's, just as his quick and precise offensive is constantly looking for loopholes in Kahn's defense.

At the same time, the echoes of his increasingly angry soul continued to echo in Kahn's ears:

[If you don’t want to be a burden to your mother, then take up your responsibilities, Kahn!]

[Everything our mother has to bear has never been something we can imagine...and it is our duty to be the sharp blade in front of her goal.]

【Do you understand! My brother!】

The sonorous collision echoed in the duel pit like a torrential rain. The former champion of the war group kept retreating in front of the legion commander's sharp blade. Some blood stains and pain reminded the company commander of the heavy burden he had to bear.

Kahn was silent, feeling the soreness and numbness coming from the hilt of the sword, and the roar from his heart. The majestic but slightly lonely figure of the Mother of Genes seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, as if he was worried and thinking about the future.

It seems to be a sign of kindness and reluctance towards the genetic offspring.

——"Even if the price may be your disappointment in the empire."

His mother's reassuring and gentle voice echoed in Kahn's ears again. He felt puzzled and confused about this. Could it be that in the future that his mother saw... was it possible for him to rebel against the empire?

How is it possible...

Kahn thought, but in his immediate denial attitude, the melancholy on his mother's face gradually emerged.

What does it mean to be so melancholy...

Endless doubts grew in the heart of the Astartes, which made Kahn couldn't help but compare the lonely back of the Gene Mother with his loyalty and enthusiasm for the Empire——

The answer is unquestionable. There is no distinction between the two on parallel tracks. If you betray your mother, you are betraying the empire. If you betray the empire, you are betraying your mother. Although in Kahn's heart, the mother of genes is more important.

Slightly higher...but right from the start, the comparison is meaningless.

Because at all times, the Sons of the Mountains Legion is Kahn's home, and everyone inherits the bloodline of the Gene Mother and inherits the sustenance from the Emperor of Mankind.

No matter when or where...when Karn became an Astartes, his future was only to open up territories for humanity, and there was no way he would have two intentions.

Unless, the paths of the empire and mother are at a bifurcation...

Kahn immediately cut off this dangerous thought.

After realizing that he should no longer engage in meaningless thinking, Kahn's defensive movements once again returned to precision and speed. The former company commander who dominated the battlefield returned, and his sharp sword edge could be used within just a few rounds.

Then he regained the advantage, and the ferocious offensive ripped through the legion commander's defense like fangs.

Until the legion commander's sword was completely broken.

Seeing this, Greer did not feel any dejection of failure, but could not help but smile.

"[Hand of Salvation] welcomes you, the new [Blood Finger]."

Yes, the fierce and loyal warrior in front of him is fully capable of shouldering the great responsibility of protecting their genetic mother.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Kahn half-knelt in front of the legion commander and bowed his head slightly, but a trace of gloom always shrouded his resolute cheeks.

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