Soshyan looked back at Talos. Like everyone else, his armor was covered with remnants of liquid metal, and the thick ceramic armor had also been engraved with scars from the battle.
Fortunately, neither of them seemed injured.
"Stop talking. If something happens to you, Savitar will have to eat me."
Talos' words made Soshyan stop.
"Sevita...how is he doing lately?"
"It should be fine."
Although this was the first time Talos took the initiative to mention Sevita in front of him, Soshyan guessed that the other party should have a way to contact Sevita.
Soshyan has always been curious about the disappearance of Savita for more than 20 years, but it makes him embarrassed to ask about some things. If the other party does something detrimental to the empire, then how will he deal with it?
Rather than that, it would be better to turn a deaf ear.
"Necrons can't hurt me, you don't have to worry."
Before going underground, Soshyan had asked the other warriors and the Lamenters to retreat first, leaving only one Thunderhawk on the ground.
If Malakin knew about it, he would definitely object strongly, so Soshyan specifically asked the other party to leave in the Thunderhawk before announcing his decision.
The company commanders of the Astral Knights naturally disagreed, but Soshyan was extremely forceful this time and suppressed all objections.
Fortunately, Talos gave everyone a reassurance. He told everyone that at the critical moment, he would use "psionic power" to take Soshyan away——
Of course, Soshyan knew very well that Talos did not have any psychic powers, this was just an excuse for him to follow.
But he couldn't refuse.
As they continued deeper underground, Soshyan kept observing his surroundings.
Although the Necrons did not launch an attack, Soshyan could still see their outlines moving in the inky-dark ruins, causing his sensors to continuously issue warnings, alerting him to invisible enemies.
Occasionally, they would make a gesture ready to charge, but would hide back in the shadows the moment Soshyan raised his sword.
As he continued to go deeper, Soshyan found that the underground tomb was wider than he expected. However, the battle a few hours ago had caused some damage to it. In some places, even entire sections of the wall had been destroyed. Perhaps
Caused by heavy weapons.
Originally, this place should have displayed the glorious architectural complex from ancient times, but now they have all turned into ruins and turned into dust under Soshyan's feet.
"According to the scan, there should be a passage hub ahead."
Soshyan brought his thoughts back to this mission.
"Once we get there, we may be able to get closer to our target."
"That's really good."
Talos responded:
"The sooner we leave, the better. Listen to this sound. This damn place is full of metal dead people."
"Stop complaining, I didn't force you to come here, Talos."
"Indeed, but if you don't have me, who will wipe your ass?"
Soshyan snorted. Although he didn't want to admit it, Talos's cold joke still made him feel at ease.
The two followed the instructions of the augur and headed towards a certain connecting area in the underground space. On the way, they took a defensive posture more than once because they saw the slender figure of the alien hiding in other corridors or holes in the wall.
But just like before, each time they retreated before contact was made, as if they were a group of children playing a stalking game.
They would then follow them from all directions, challenging the Astartes' patience before the next attack.
Soshyan suspected that these aliens were tempting them to waste ammunition. He twice stopped Talos from melting the passage with a melta gun. Although the gun was full of ammunition, it was not endless. If these aliens dared to rush up,
, Soshyan doesn't mind melting them again with gray pith.
The Necrons, or the manipulators behind them, seemed to already know this, so they never launched attacks recklessly.
To Soshyan, this also meant that there was an explanation: there was a Necron Lord nearby - the so-called "thief".
Because the Necrons are not much different from other beasts, they only act according to the logical instinct of their own brains, but a lord can turn them into a well-disciplined army with a single thought.
This is the enemy they are facing: their enemy will not hesitate to sacrifice a hundred times for the enemy's casualties without even blinking an eye.
After all, this is the most powerful weapon of the undead.
"Ignore them and speed up."
They quickened their pace and moved on.
Occasionally, this underground palace will shake slightly, as if it is resonating with the explosions on the ground.
But the alien crawling sound never disappeared, and the auspicious device constantly warned them that there were invisible enemies around them.
Time is getting less and less.
"It sounds like every alien in this area is coming for us."
Talos whispered.
"To be honest, I do regret it a bit."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Soshyan pointed his sword at the reinforced gate of the forward hub, or a black stone wall.
"Here we are."
He did not stop, but walked straight towards the door full of alien runes.
The metal creaked under the pull of his hands. After he pulled out a gap, Talos inserted two grenades into it.
The next second, with a loud bang, the door was blown open with a huge hole.
Before entering, Soshyan noticed that the auspicious device showed that there was only one vital sign inside, if that thing could really be regarded as life.
Because this sign is extremely weak.
"Will there be any living people in this place??"
Talos glanced at the augury and looked surprised.
"I'm afraid there are not, at least not the kind of survivors you expected."
Soshyan replied simply:
"bring it on."
He squeezed through the gap in the door, and Talos followed him into the hall three thousand meters underground.
The wide space on the other side of the door was filled with rubble. The door failed to keep out the flames of war, and the walls and ceiling of the room were severely damaged.
Soshyan even noticed the hastily piled up fortifications in the room. Two rows of black sculptures were placed parallel to both sides of the central aisle. Almost all of them were knocked over to the ground and shattered into a pile of stones.
"They are people from the Mechanicus. They have been here a long time ago."
Soshyan looked at the blood on the ground, the broken red robe and the fragments of the laser plasma weapon.
"The signal just now should be this."
Talos lifted a large piece of rubble, revealing a machine slave still struggling underneath.
This soulless worker kept twisting and turning, and sparks would pop out from his body from time to time. It was obvious that his body had been damaged beyond repair.
Soshyan could see at a glance how it ended up in this situation: it was hit by falling rubble, and its limbs and spine were smashed.