Khayon stood up, and Sorge immediately did the same.
"Servant, are your men really trustworthy?"
"I--"
"This is important! There's something lurking around this little shack, and we're all falling for it."
Sorge swallowed, his internal organs feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"How could-"
"Quiet, there may be a serious flaw in your plan."
Kayan walked to the window and looked out through the blinds. There seemed to be nothing but darkness outside.
But he can reach the restless hearts.
Sorge walked to the guest room door, lowered his head, and said something urgently into a miniature communicator microphone.
Kayon did not stop him, because after meeting, he was able to confirm that his servants could still be 100% trusted - anything could be disguised, but the mark on the soul could never be disguised.
After the call was completed, Sorge turned and looked at Kayon.
"Master, we have to go, I have a more secluded backup location."
"what happened?"
"As worried as you are, the whole city has become quiet. The Astral Knights must have discovered something and used you as bait to fish us out."
"You think it's me that's the problem?"
Kayon sneered.
"Forget it, no matter what, now that it has been discovered, there is no point in hiding it. Let's take direct action and go to the Mechanicus Church you mentioned."
"That's...okay."
Suddenly, footsteps came from the living room outside.
Then, the door was opened, and three people walked in. They were all ordinary humans, wearing black personal armor and masks, and holding firearms in their hands.
"Master, the enemy may have surrounded this place, we have to leave immediately."
One of them said this.
Before Sorge could speak, Kayan suddenly had a thought in his mind, and the three of them floated into the air at the same time. The weapons in their hands also clanged to the ground, and they began to struggle as if their throats were being strangled by an invisible hand.
"Don't kill them! Please, Master!"
Sorge said loudly.
"They are all my carefully selected subordinates. They are very precious. Each one has special skills."
Kayon was silent for a while, and then the three of them fell to the ground at the same time.
"Let's go and run."
Kayon left the room, greeted the red letter below, and walked quickly along the corridor.
Although the situation was urgent, Kayon did not seem very panicked. He even had time to put a spiritual mark on every mortal present, and quickly glanced at the surface consciousness of those three people with his spiritual power.
It turned out that they all came from the bottom of the hive city, some were famous thieves, and some were deadly poison experts. Indeed, as Sorge said, they had unique skills.
Soon, they reached the ground floor of the house.
Sorge raised a hand to activate his communicator.
Suddenly, the blinds were suddenly opened, and the windows were revealed. Hot and scorching light suddenly poured into the airtight room.
When each blind was suddenly pulled open, all the mortals present could not help but twitch, except for Khayon who remained calm.
"coming."
Large amounts of light yellow smoke began to pour into the house, flowing down the windowsill like water and falling silently to the ground.
"poison gas!"
Within five seconds, they watched as thick gas flooded into the house through window frames and door cracks, as if being dumped from a trolley.
"Back up! Go upstairs!"
They rushed up the stairs, the poisonous gas behind them quickly flooding the living room floor and then flowing up the stairs like a gravity-defying river.
However, the scarlet letter warriors remained firm and motionless in the poisonous gas.
Khayon could feel the thick malice in the air, a burning rage that marked the presence of a powerful psyker.
"We're in trouble."
He whispered, almost inaudibly, but only Sorge glanced at him.
All the blinds on the first floor had been pulled open, and thick mist surged around the furniture wrapped in dustproof sheets, covering the entire floor.
Everyone's thoughts were disturbed by this critical situation. Khayon was aware of the superficial thoughts of mortals, which contained only fear.
Everyone started running. But that's not nearly enough speed.
Before the person with the slowest legs and feet climbed the last step, the thick yellow fog climbed up along his legs and torso, covering his whole body.
The man screamed, waving his arms wildly, then lost his balance and fell down the stairs into a sea of bright yellow.
Within seconds, he disappeared, swallowed up by the surging waves.
Ignoring the tragic fate of his agents, Sorge continued running down the corridor, the old floorboards squeaking under his weight.
He ran to a door, stopped, and prepared to kick it open.
But the next second, the door was shattered from the other direction, knocking him back.
Khayon heard the sound of assault cannons, which also heralded the appearance of Space Marines.
The fierce firepower tore apart the wall of the corridor in an instant, and one of them screamed and was torn open like a broken toy, with blood and internal organs smeared all around.
"There's armor out there! We have to find another way!"
Sorge yelled as he got up, his arm dripping with blood.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright and blazing blue beam shot out, blasting the head of the attendant who led Khayon into pieces, with blood, flesh and bones flying everywhere.
"Master, leave quickly!"
Sorge shouted.
But Khayon remained calm. Without looking at the current situation, he could already feel that there were at least three Predators and five Land Raiders outside waiting for him to appear.
The number of enemies is at least over a hundred.
The Twelve Scarlet Letters would not last long.
At this time, the roar of bolt guns was heard from the bottom of the building.
Kayon made a prompt decision.
"We go directly to the destination."
As he spoke, he drew his weapon, a battle ax named Sacramento, which originally belonged to the Space Wolves Champion.
I saw him making a slight stroke in the void, and a small crack appeared in front of him, and purple light spots continued to seep out from the crack——
"Walk."
After saying that, he stepped forward and stepped into it. Although Sorge didn't want to experience this kind of journey, he finally followed him.
At the same time that Kayon disappeared, the Scarlet Letters also stopped attacking and froze in place like corpses——
Within a few seconds, a group of giants wearing silver-gray armor broke through the door. After seeing the frozen scarlet letter warrior, one of them connected the communicator on his neck.
"Chapter Commander, I am Ustad. The mission is accomplished and the target has left."
A few seconds later, he received the communication from there, nodded, turned to the other soldiers and said:
"Clean up this place, move these things into the car, and seal them with psychic isolation facilities."
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