"Something is approaching quickly, Olmuz, can you identify what it is?"
Bukaret heard screams from the wind.
Eleven heavily armored humanoid tanks followed the lead, and thousands of zombies fell in the corridor behind them.
The movement speed of the Thousand Sons was obviously unable to keep up with the Thunder Warriors. Along the way, they secretly used their spiritual powers to make themselves run faster without saying a word to slow down the other party.
"It's His Highness Alexander's power, I've seen it."
Olmuz took a deep breath and gasped, raising his staff high, and the light bloomed and illuminated the entire space.
When Alexander and Magnus teleported to the Ray together, Olmuz was also among the reception team. He clearly remembered the psychic fluctuations at that time.
"Your Highness? What a coincidence."
Bukaret emptied his magazine and eliminated the last group of walkers.
From a long distance, they could already see the light emitting from Alexander from a high place.
"Alert, there are monsters approaching, humanoid creatures."
Ormuz's psychic power allowed his detection distance to be far beyond that of the auspicious device. Countless mutants fled wildly under Alexander's driving, and the ground shook as they ran.
Bukaret once again moved forward with his gun, and a group of space warriors prepared to face the impact of massive monsters.
"The fire is brought by angels."
"Your Highness helped us destroy the monster."
The Thunder Warrior raised his head and watched Alexander spread his wings and fly through the corridor, leaving behind a blue flame that could burn everything.
"No, His Highness is alone, and his honorary guard is not with him."
"Be prepared to protect His Highness."
Bukaret quickly raised his bolter, alerting himself to whether there was any powerful monster chasing behind him.
"Well, dying heroically for His Highness is cooler than having your brothers die in the hive."
"Haha, I think so too."
The Thunder Warrior changed the last magazine while joking.
They had no emotion at the sudden end of their journey, as everything had been spilled as they struggled to survive on the underbelly of the hive.
Now, they can choose to die generously at any time, and they will earn every extra day they live.
Olmuz additionally wrote in his research project notes, "Legion Zero is not afraid of death."
"Hello, lucky Thousand Sons warriors, and my personal guards."
Alexander was holding a flaming sword and hovering in the corridor, with a sea of fire behind him.
"Relax, the danger is over."
"Report your situation."
Alexander landed on the ground, and the blue flame spread along the place he stepped on, silently burning the viruses and bacteria in the air, disinfecting the team.
"Your Highness, the seventh team of Thunder Warriors, Bukaret, is on a search mission."
Bukaret knelt on one knee, supporting the power hammer with one hand and facing Alexander.
"Your Highness, Thousand Sons Legion, Ormuz, assist in the search mission."
The Thousand Sons Wizard was impressed by Alexander's psychic power and knelt down with the Thunder Warriors.
These scholars from the Thousand Sons Legion, their organizational structure is like a pyramid, and they will only submit to the authority from the top.
"Get up and follow the flames. I will wait for you at the front. Magnus will be there too."
Alexander wrote down the names of several people. He had no time to delay here, and immediately waved his wings and returned the same way.
"Everyone, keep up. Don't keep His Highness waiting."
Bukaret started running again, leading the team into the sea of fire.
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"Lord Magnus, you should not let His Highness Alexander attack alone."
"The mission of the Praetorian Guard is to protect His Highness."
Castor pushed past the Thousand Sons Guards and came to Magnus' side.
The Praetorian Guards had no time to react, and Alexander jumped directly off the cliff, making it impossible for them to catch up even if they wanted to.
"No one can reject Alexander's will. As for you, go wherever you want."
Magnus was not as good-tempered as Rogal Dorn. He left behind Caster and walked to the edge of the circular altar, preparing to record the mysterious symbols.
Just wanted to go down and follow, but unfortunately the Skyhawk Terminator was not equipped with a jetpack. Even with the tonnage of the heavy armor, it might not be able to fly even if it had a jetpack.
As more and more mutants burned to death below, Magnus noticed that the psychic energy in the air became more solidified and the cracks in the warp began to appear.
"The breath of soul death will intensify the expansion of subspace cracks."
Magnus recorded this discovery in his notes and calculated the time in his mind.
"The time doesn't match up, it's a bit too fast."
So he inserted the Blade of Anu-Ninurta into the ground, and his stance ability began to curb the expansion of the cracks in the subspace.
"Ansel, are you guys just waiting like this?"
Caster couldn't persuade Magnus, and ran to Alexander's honorary captain of the guard.
"Chief of the Guards of Castel, care leads to chaos. Your Highness will definitely come back safely."
Ans Ayer said he was not in a hurry, but he stood on the edge of the cliff and kept glancing down.
As time passed, the blue flames burning the bones below began to extinguish in different areas, and the phosphorus fire rotated and gathered with the direction of the wind.
Magnus retrieved the recording device and stuffed it into the guard's backpack.
In today's operation, the Thousand Sons Legion gained the most. Not only did they get information that Alexander could destroy subspace creatures, they also got a mysterious symbol that could summon subspace creatures. Now they can spend some time studying it.
"Attention, Alexander is coming back and ready to fight."
Magnus led the Thousand Sons Guards to retreat a certain distance to give up the home field, and the Blade of Anu-Ninurta was also pulled out.
The subspace cracks lost their suppression and immediately began to spread outward.
"Magnus, this is Olmuz, one of your gifted heirs."
Alexander flew out from the bottom of the abyss. When he stood on the platform, the subspace crack had expanded to about one meter.
"Oh, how dare you come here."
Alexander quickly took two steps back.
A claw not much bigger than a human protruded from the crack in the subspace. It was covered with abscesses and maggots, and was accompanied by thick juice.
"Be careful, this one is really a big devil."
Magnus pulled out a plasma pistol, the Serpent of Spiritfire.
The true Nurgle - the Great Demon and the Great Unclean One, must be treated with caution even when faced alone.
"Why are they all such disgusting things?"
Alexander couldn't help but spat.
The stuff coming out of the subspace cracks was obviously much stronger than the smell of the rotten meat mountain, and even a little pungent.
"Magnus, help me raid the formation."
Alexander pulled up the spear of the guard from the ground. He was confident but not arrogant. Letting Magnus come with him was not a casual decision.
"Don't worry."
Magnus unleashes his powerful psychic powers and focuses on every move on the field.
Alexander first hung the power sword on his back, holding it in his palm, preparing to use the psychic spear to test the big demon from subspace.
