"You don't have to come with me."
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 appeared to be injured.
"Stop talking. If something happens to you, Savita 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 that 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 asking about some things makes him embarrassed. 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, don't 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 deliberately 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 Soshiyang 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 attack, Soshyan could still see their outlines moving in the inky-black ruins, causing his sensors to continuously sound warnings, alerting him to invisible enemies.
Occasionally they would make a gesture ready to charge, but would hide back into 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 were 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 scans, there should be a passage hub ahead."
Soshyan brought his thoughts back to this mission.
"Once we get there, we might be able to get close to our target."
"That's really nice."
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 oracle 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 represented an explanation: there was also a Necron Lord nearby - the so-called "thief".
Because there is not much difference between the Necrons and other beasts, they will 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 was the enemy they were facing: an enemy who would sacrifice a hundredfold in exchange for enemy casualties without batting 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, the underground palace would shake slightly, as if it was resonating with the explosions on the ground.
But the crawling sound of the alien never disappeared, and the auspicious device constantly warned them that there were invisible enemies around them.
Time is running out.
"It sounds like every alien in this part of town is coming for us."
Talos whispered.
"To be honest, I do regret it a little 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 didn't 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 sign showed that there was only one vital sign inside, if that thing could really be considered life.
Because this sign is extremely weak.
"Will there be any living people in this place??"
Talos glanced at the augur, looking surprised.
"I'm afraid there aren't any, at least not the kind of survivors you were expecting."
Soshyan simply replied:
"bring it on."
He squeezed through the gap in the door, followed closely by Talos into the hall located 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 fighting. The walls and ceiling of the room were severely damaged.
Soshyan even noticed the hastily piled up fortifications in the room at the same time. 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 robes and the fragments of the laser plasma weapon.
"The signal just now should be this."
Talos lifted a large piece of rubble, revealing a slave machine 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.
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