Step, step, step
In the claustrophobic underground corridor, five Thunder Warriors and six Thousand Sons Wizards advanced together.
The augurs are constantly detecting the dynamics of surrounding creatures, and the Thousand Sons control their own legion's unique scanners to see if any psychic power remains.
"alert!"
Olmuz raised his staff, and the bright beam of light shone on the wall more than ten meters high.
A wall covered with claw marks and obvious impact marks suddenly appeared on the originally smooth stone wall.
"My brother wizard, don't be surprised."
"This thing looks like the traces left by a larger animal."
Bukaret pushed his visor up, and the searchlight on his bolter swept forward and back, trying to see further.
However, it was still dark.
Corridors extending in all directions run through hundreds of miles of desert, and far on the other side of the corridor, Alexander and Magnus are also preparing to get into this underground maze.
"Can you smell it? That stench comes from here."
Magnus looked down the deep corridor.
The dark and cold wind blew outward from the cave. It was close to Baidu in the desert, but it was close to subzero here.
If there are really humans left on this planet, they will definitely gather here.
"I can't smell it, but I can feel it."
Alexander drew his power sword, blue flames rising from the blade.
"Come on, let's go in and see what it is."
Alexander took the lead and stepped into the bottomless corridor.
The Chief of the Guards of Garst, wearing the Skyhawk Terminator Power Armor, first sent information and coordinates to the mothership, and then led ten Terminators of the Imperial Guard into the corridor.
This is the first time His Royal Highness the eldest son has carried out a combat mission, and the Imperial Guards specially dispatched ten Skyhawk Terminator veterans.
Following closely behind, there were ten Thunder Warriors wearing Thunder Terminator power armor.
They are the honorary guards trained by Kab Eric for Alexander.
"Ahriman, you remain outside, ready to support his Thousand Sons forces on Thunderhawk gunships."
Magnus had no intention of sending his best and bravest son in with him.
Alexander's twenty Terminator Guards and his own twenty Thousand Sons Guards were enough to face any situation encountered next.
Besides, both of them are powerful psykers. Even if there is a problem, it is convenient to teleport away. The large number of people will be a drag.
"Father, do you have a premonition?"
Ahriman was also a psyker.
When he read the words of his father Magnus, he often interpreted them too deeply and made blind guesses due to excessive worship.
"No, I just don't want to see any casualties among the Thousand Sons."
Magnus kept Ahriman behind just because he was worried that he would be held back and that the other Thousand Sons would not be able to be rescued in time if something went wrong.
Every time a Thousand Sons warrior is lost, it means that the Thousand Sons Legion loses a scholar and one of his descendants.
"Father, I obey your will."
Ahriman knelt down on one knee with his staff in hand.
Magnus looked down at his heir, wanting to say something but holding back.
So he turned around and led the twenty Thousand Sons Guards, walking a few steps quickly to keep up with Alexander's pace.
Magnus sees the dark and painful future of Ahriman's struggle.
However, everything may change with the emergence of Alexander.
But it was so fickle that Magnus wasn't sure.
...
Buzz~buzz~
When the thick Terminator power armor walks, the joints make the sound of bearings rotating.
The Thunder Terminator spontaneously walked in front, with high-brightness searchlights on both sides of his shoulders shining straight ahead.
"Magnus, do you think there will be a Chaos Demon sealed here?"
Alexander kept waving the power sword in his hand, leaving flaming sword flowers in the air.
The white wings growing out from behind him can illuminate a team of more than forty people.
"Chaos Demon? How could you..."
Magnus suddenly stopped what he was about to say, and looked stiff and even a little weird when he looked at Alexander.
When psykers are excited and active, their predictions often come true.
Because their brains unconsciously stir up a subtle string, but they are not aware of it.
Now Alexander was walking step by step, waving weapons in his hands, obviously in an inexplicable state of excitement.
But Magnus soon realized that this was Alexander's first battle, and excitement was inevitable.
So he secretly passed the message to his own Thousand Sons Guards.
The reason why Magnus did not interrupt Alexander was because it was easiest to use unheard of psychic moves at this time.
"Are you using your psychic powers for observation? Are you going in that direction?"
Alexander felt Magnus's spiritual energy fluctuations and turned back to ask in an instant.
In fact, Alexander was not so sensitive to the psychic fluctuations around him in the past, so this sudden question startled Magnus.
"Well," Magnus paused.
"There are three forks in the road here. Which way do you think we should take?"
Less than ten minutes after the group walked, the first multiple-choice question appeared in the corridor extending in all directions.
Magnus can actually use his psychic powers to try to make the best choice, but now, he trusts Alexander more.
Because Alexander in this state can choose the path that is most suitable for them.
Human beings inherently have a sixth sense for seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and now it is infinitely amplified by spiritual power.
Couldn't be safer.
'Point your troops and generals, fight on horseback, whoever you point to...'
Alexander stood at the fork in the road and whispered.
"Take this way, the middle way."
Alexander reached out and pointed, and the Thunder Terminator continued to move forward in a straight line.
Magnus listened to the outrageous whispers and even had the intention to stop and choose for himself.
However, seeing that everyone had continued to move forward, they bravely followed Alexander under the gaze of his descendants.
"Go this way."
"this road."
"Follow up, quickly."
As everyone went deeper into the deep and dark corridor, Alexander became more and more irritable inside.
He almost stopped walking and started flying close to the ground.
The aura on his wings was so intense that the Skyhawk Terminator behind him felt a little dazzling even with his helmet on.
Roar! ! !
A strange roar came from the darkness.
The bloody stench in the wind became thicker and thicker.
Magnus paid attention to Alexander's movements and emotions all the way.
He held the blade of Anu-Ninurta tightly, and this scimitar emitted wisps of electric light due to the spiritual energy fluctuations of the person holding it.
Powerful psychic power allows Magnus to predict the consequences of every path he chooses.
He was surprised to find that the path Alexander chose was not the one with the least damage.
But the most dangerous, bloody, and cruel path.
However, Magnus did not take the initiative to interrupt Alexander's footsteps. Instead, he led his Thousand Sons Guards to follow him with all his strength.
