Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Eugene's movements were very subtle, but there was still no way to hide them from Sanguinius's perception.

Even though the bloodthirsty demon named Kabanha looks hateful, some of his words make sense. Sanguinius has an instinctive desire for blood, and every scent of blood in the air cannot escape the capture of her omophageaic membrane.

Just as a winemaker can tell the age and texture of a red wine by its aroma, Sanguinius can roughly tell the current state of health of his master by the smell of blood.

Eugene——

A respected elder of the tribe was dying.

There is no doubt about it.

She was already old, and the terrible radiation left indelible scars on her frail body. During this period of rapid march, excessive exertion was burning the little life she had left.

The cancer spread throughout her body, and every step she took was in excruciating pain.

But such pain did not affect the heartfelt smile on the old man's face.

She hid her condition well.

throughout the tribe.

Except for Sanguinius and Radolon, no one else noticed that the old man was terminally ill.

"Admirable strength of will," Sanguinius whispered.

Thank you Eugene for coming.

Save Kano from a difficult situation.

After enjoying a brief breakfast, the remaining pure-blooded people gradually dispersed, returned to their posts, and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

"In the ancient tradition of Baal, there is the belief in angels." Sanguinius and Kano stood together, looking at the ruins of the city buried by the wind and sand under the cliff. "Many people in the tribe regard me as The incarnation of an angel. I am a little concerned about this matter. Can you please tell me the details? "

"Of course, it's an honor."

Kano patted his chest, his sallow face glowing with brilliance due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

He pondered for a moment, organized his words, and then said:

"The specific origin of the belief in angels cannot be explored. The only thing that can be determined is that when the human colonists arrived in Baal, the ancient residents living here had been believing in angels for tens of millions of years.

Millions of years later, humans established colonies on the two Ehimes of Baal, the Rosewood Star and the Lucky Star, and retained the ancient residents' belief in angels.

In the legend, this great angel exists as one person with two sides.

The golden one is the guardian angel, and the black one is the destroying angel.

Whenever people create a masterpiece of art, whenever we fight to the death for the weak, the power of the angels of light will become stronger. And similarly, every time someone succumbs to murderous rage, greedy desire, loses his mind and kills his relatives and compatriots, the power of the Black Angel will increase a little. "

"Has the war between them ever been victorious?"

Sanguinius asked in words as gentle as the wind as he stared at the city before him.

"Never."

Kano shook his head, "This balance has lasted for tens of millions of years, and this balance may continue to be maintained for countless years to come."

"But the balance has begun to tip -" Sanguinius recalled what he had seen in his fantasy.

She did not express her worries, but nodded slightly.

"Is there anything else you want to share with me?" Sanguinius noticed that Kano scratched his head, with a hesitant expression on his face.

"It's nothing."

Kano chuckled twice, "I don't know why, but suddenly I felt that the barrier disappeared."

"gap?"

"In the past, I respected you very much, but I would also feel nervous because of my respect. But now, this emotion has disappeared out of thin air, and there is only a feeling of closeness."

Kano explained carefully, thinking that he had just called the angel his mother, Kano felt that he was crazy. But looking back now, everything seemed to be logical and there was nothing weird about it, which he couldn't understand.

"This is good."

Sanguinius said seriously,

"People call me an angel, but I know I am not. Maybe I have something different from ordinary people, but essentially I am still a human being. I will make mistakes, and I hope someone will point it out mercilessly at that time, so that Avoid greater tragedies.”

"I will." Kano nodded seriously.

call!

A dull hot wind blew.

On the plain below the cliff, wisps of red mist curled up.

Kano's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

"Damn it!" he yelled angrily, "The red mist has appeared. I think I must inform my compatriots as soon as possible to prepare."

"Go quickly," Sanguinius said.

*

Red mist.

Extreme weather unique to Bacelon.

This time the red mist was even worse than the one encountered last time in the Blood Mountain Camp. Even Sanguinius hid in the closed carriage, hugging his knees, quietly waiting for the disaster to end.

Sanguinius has Kano on his left and Huntress O'Kelly on his right.

besides.

There were seven or eight other teenagers, making the environment in the carriage a bit crowded.

Even Kano, who was usually the most lively, remained silent in such an environment and did not say a word. The air became extremely dull, and the only sounds that could be heard were the rustling of the wind and the fine, crisp sound of gravel hitting the iron sheet of the carriage.

suddenly,

Sanguinius's crystal clear earlobes flicked slightly.

Among the rustling wind, she heard a discordant sound. The car door was opened, and someone was walking around in the red mist.

That's Eugene.

She was not wearing protective clothing, just a simple gray robe.

She staggered and limped to the edge of the cliff, then sat down stiffly.

Her eyes were blurry and she could hardly see anything. But something deep in the memory became more and more vivid at this time - it was an oasis, with clear spring water flowing on the soft grass, golden sunlight shining through the gaps between the branches, and the lush treetops. Full of fruit.

It was the hometown she had missed all her life.

It is an oasis out of reach.

but now--

She knew she couldn't hold on any longer, and there was only a small distance left.

"What a pity." Eugene thought with a dying breath, but then he laughed again, "It doesn't matter, it's enough for those children to return to the oasis..."

——

Tick ​​tock.

Time passes minute by minute.

Gradually, the sound of wind and sand disappeared.

"It's over." In the carriage, someone didn't know who was the first to speak. The dull atmosphere was quickly broken by the catharsis of emotions.

"Wow, wow, it's great that I'm still alive." Huntress O'Kelly hugged her companion beside her.

Kano also opened his arms, wanting to hug his companions.

Unfortunately-

On his left is the cold car door, and on his right is the holy angel.

Sanguinius tilted his head, then squinted his eyes and smiled, reaching out to gently pat Kano's short hair like a steel needle. Although it was just an ordinary gesture, it was enough to make Kano feel flattered.

People leave the carriage.

Hug each other.

I am deeply grateful that I survived the natural disaster.

"Where's Eugene?" At this moment, someone shouted, "Why is Eugene missing?"

"it's here!"

Eugene was soon spotted sitting on the edge of a cliff.

She lowered her head, clasped her hands together, and still had a peaceful smile on her face, but the breath of life had long since disappeared.

"A person ran outside alone in the red mist. Is she crazy?" Someone asked in an unintelligible voice.

"Shut up!"

The crowd dispersed to both sides.

Ladoron gritted his teeth and walked from a distance with a gloomy expression: "Of course she is not crazy, she just left the hope of living to us."

He said, "During the previous battle with mutants, part of the radiation protection suit was broken. Eugene gave up the right to live, and that's why you survived. Do you understand, you idiot!"

The young man who spoke just now lowered his head.

His face was full of shame.

"She told us about her hometown countless times." Someone cried. "She is so eager to return to the place where she was born."

"There is nothing to feel sorry for, and there is no need to cry for her. What we have to do is to keep Eugene's sacrifice in our hearts. It is precisely because of such noble conduct that we, the children of Baal, can defeat the harsh natural disasters and defeat the The cruel mutant lives tenaciously until now.”

Radolon picked up Eugene's body and said, "Let us move on. At the very least, we can bury Eugene's body in our hometown."

The sobs disappeared.

But Sanguinius could see the faith burning in people's eyes.

After simple repairs, the team set off again and set off along the established route.

The people of the pure-blood tribe contended with natural disasters, defeated the attacks of mutants, and went through many hardships along the way, finally arriving at the place where the legendary oasis is located.

"arrive!"

On the roof of the Spirit of Vengeance, Kano waved his arms excitedly. He stood up regardless of the danger, "Over the hill in front is where the oasis is."

Buzz!

With the roar of the engine.

The line of sight gradually climbed upward, and finally passed the top of the arc-shaped hill.

However, however——

The excited luster in Kano's eyes solidified the moment he saw the oasis, as if God had played a bad joke on the pure-blood tribe.

The oasis is indeed in this desert.

But it is dead.

Killed by the mutants' chemical weapons, only a twisted wreckage remains.