While Soshyan was actively exploring the ancient secrets of his family, a message suddenly came from the distant Magyar lord.
Mining world Safinius is in dire need of aid.
According to the information transmitted by the astropath, Magyar believed that the alien threat in Safinius was already very serious. If left alone, this important energy production place would be seriously damaged or even fell.
The main force of the Ascetics is now limited to a few hive worlds, and they will not be able to escape for a while. Safinius's hidden dangers are all in narrow underground mining areas, and the large forces of the Astra Militarum may not be able to use them.
Soshyan naturally understood the importance of Safinius, so he immediately sent a request for intelligence feedback to Safinius.
The response from the other party was also very timely, and the first-hand investigation report from the Ministry of Justice quickly reached Soshyan's hands.
After a preliminary assessment, he confirmed that Safinius's alien threat had indeed reached a point where it had to be dealt with, and it might even get worse.
"The words of those bureaucrats are both true and false, and the data is incomplete."
Soshyan stood in the maintenance room, and the servants were removing his armor piece by piece, grunting in mechanical voices as they moved around him.
Soshyan felt the cool air of the room against his skin as the servants removed the armor from his torso.
This time it wasn't just him, Thor was with him too.
His armor was originally a very ordinary set of power armor, but later he added a bit of purple to some hidden parts of the armor, which seemed to be remnants of past memories.
An aquila emblem of flat gold wire adorned the face of the plate, and a bolt pistol and a sword hung at his waist, their handles decorated with corpses.
The servants were also removing Thor's armor.
Under his carapace, black wing-like tattoos and traces of the past formed geometric lines crisscrossing the surface of his muscles.
Pale scars ran across his arms, back and chest, hair-thin lines cutting into his skin.
Thor stretched his shoulders, and the feathers on his tattoo rippled.
"The ambiguous attitude of the local administration is indeed worthy of concern."
"Did the Ministry of Justice also lie? Judging from the report, if they really encountered such a large group of gene stealers underground, I think their survival rate should not exceed 10%, or even lower, but the facts Yes, they almost escaped completely."
"I believe that the report told the truth, at least part of it. The Ministry of Justice should not have concealed much, and Safinius has never made any reports about gene stealers before. If they intend to hide something, it will be even more There is no need to expose the iceberg at this time
Horned. "
"If the top levels of the local administrative agencies have been infiltrated, then they can continue to hide it and not even issue this report. But now the situation is that this report has directly come into our hands. Why is this?"
The last piece of armor was removed, and Soshyan felt the fibers of a smock slipping around his neck.
"Because nothing is what it seems."
Saul's meaningful words left Soshyan a little confused.
"what for?"
"We should just go check it out."
Thor responded, shaking his arms to stretch his muscles.
"The answers will be there."
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Safinius Mine No. 14.
Shadows disperse and change along the walls in a way that challenges the possibilities of nature.
The light bulbs began to go out, one after another.
One of the cogitator screens in front of the Genestealer Elder cracked and exploded into a shower of sparks.
Alarms began to sound, louder than the wails in the hidden church.
The shadows continued to move, undulating and coming together to form outlines, like claws, teeth, the head of a ferocious beast.
With a roar from the Warp itself? Darkness fell.
The elder's bodyguards were the first to die, and those shadows that resulted in these fourth-generation hybrids that were no different from humans wrapped them in razor-sharp death.
Their screams became strangled and choked as darkness poured into the gaping mouth, then tore them apart from within, shaking the church as it dismembered and torn them apart.
When the claws of darkness and nothingness reached towards him, the elder staggered back? Then saw-tooth-like smoke wrapped around his reading platform.
The bodyguards have fallen silent? At the same time, there are gunshots in the distance, it's all meaningless.
The only sound now was his panicked breathing.
"The Four-Armed God Emperor gives me strength——"
The elder stammered, trying to remember the familiar holy words.
"The light of your guidance is divine and sacred. It burns away all uncleanness and protects -"
But the next second? The shadows rush together, as if being sucked into a vacuum.
The twisted darkness became a form? Just like a figure slowly emerged from the thick and entangled black mist, and when the last part condensed into a shining entity, the elder's words became bitter in his mouth.
Woven from the murderous darkness, a creature stood in the center of the church.
Over two meters tall, it is surrounded by an eerie blue glow.
Worst of all was what was looming over the thing - flayed skins, many of them broken by time, sewn together and held in place with black iron spikes.
The elder could see withered hands, legs and torso, as well as a face with an open mouth and wide eyes, hanging from the thing's waist and shoulders like a ridiculous mask.
Those were all from their ethnic group, and there was even a clan leader he was familiar with among them.
But they all died like dogs.
The nightmare-like existence walked toward the elder. It took long, ruthless steps, and the air around its figure trembled and emitted such majestic energy that even the meditator's screen short-circuited.
The fourth-generation hybrid elder staggered back, then tripped over the hem of his robe.
"Spare your life——"
He stammered, desperately searching for something, anything, to stop this flesh-hungry monster.
"Spare my life, no."
With a sweep of contempt, the giant swung the platform between them across the room with his arm, and the torn power coil snapped with a spark.
The elder fell to his knees, weeping and shaking.
He had never been so scared.
This monster has been a nightmare that has haunted their tribe for hundreds of years. If it hadn't been for it, they would have occupied the entire world.
The giant leaned down towards him, its shadow covering the last remaining light ball, and then stretched out its free hand and slowly touched my forehead.
When the thorns nailed to the metal gloves pulled at his flesh, the elder felt a sting, but did not dare to speak.
Then it spoke.
"You're alone now, are you scared?"
The elder sobbed softly, and a dampness spread under his robe.
The nightmare tightened its grip slightly.
"Actually, I don't have time to torture you, you will die soon, you should be grateful for that, thank me."
The elder groaned as the nightmare clamped its hands around his head and lifted him up.
"Thank me."
it commanded.
"T-Thank you."
"You are welcome."
The nightmare let out a gloomy laugh and crushed his head in the next second.
