The surging tide of enemies did not cease for a moment.
Because so many Greenskin Boyz and Tyranids were unable to squeeze in from behind, they even began attacking each other in a frenzy.
However, this mutual attrition of the enemy did not alleviate the pressure on the Imperial side in the center in the slightest.
At this moment, in the Imperial side's defensive line, representatives like the Battle Sisters and Astartes stood frozen in place, staring blankly at Sith, who was reloading his Bolter.
Even Davi Luo, who had followed Sith the entire way, hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and speaking:
"Perhaps we can wait a little longer."
Sith ignored him, simply finishing the reload of his Bolter and adding more magazines to his gear.
Davi Luo, feeling helpless, had to clearly state his objection:
"Lord Sith, even for you, it is impossible to single-handedly slaughter through so many xenos."
"Not to mention that after reaching the spire, you still have to figure out a way to collapse it."
Davi Luo pleaded earnestly; after all, when Sith decided to head to the spire himself, not only the Astartes and Battle Sisters who had followed him, but even Davi Luo was too stunned to know what to say.
Sith, meanwhile, checked his weapons and equipment one last time, finally standing straight in front of everyone.
"We can wait for Fanros, but can the fleet in orbit wait for us?"
Davi Luo and the others froze for a moment. They subconsciously looked up at the sky; the fleet, which had been quite visible before, was now much sparser.
Even many armed merchant ships were desperately launching transport vessels, enduring heavy losses to transfer their personnel to safer battlecruisers.
At the same time, numerous escape pods were constantly converging from frigates that had completely lost their combat capability.
And while the Imperial Fleet became increasingly sparse, the Greenskin Boyz and Tyranid fleets were, conversely, constantly increasing.
Everyone withdrew their gaze. By this time, Sith had finished his preparations. With a Bolter in his left hand and a red sword in his right, he stepped forward, facing the spire in the distance that should have collapsed an hour ago.
Just as everyone watched Sith's retreating figure, he paused. At the very last moment before putting on his helmet, he turned his head, his expression serious:
"After I collapse the spire, I will come back to get you."
The crowd was stunned, especially the temporarily assembled Astartes and Battle Sisters. Having grown accustomed to the Empire's "efficient" choices, this obviously "human" remark from Sith made them feel unaccustomed.
As respect welled up on everyone's faces, Sith turned around after saying this and put on his helmet.
Once again, Sith was completely covered in his armor, but the scene everyone imagined—of him providing covering fire to open a path and then charging out—did not happen.
What they saw first was Sith ceasing all concealment; a brilliant red light suddenly erupted from his hand, and a golden sun bloomed from his body!
Then, like a cannonball, Sith bent his knees to gather power and leapt, smashing into the dense tide of enemies!
Facing the Greenskin Boyz and Tyranids splattering everywhere after Sith landed, the people behind him, who had just felt a touch of tragic reverence for him, instantly froze. The admiration in their eyes had not even faded before it was replaced by horror.
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