Under their wide-eyed stares, there was even a trace of frustration at being played.
"The mood was already set, and it turns out you could just go solo and steamroll everything!?"
The surrounding people watched Sith, bathed in two-colored divine light, acting like an eraser in the tide of enemies. They stared blankly at this exaggerated scene, and after holding back for a long time, they all turned to look at Davi Luo.
Although Davi Luo knew that the armor and sword on Sith were blessed by the God-Emperor and Khorne.
Davi Luo truly hadn't expected those two old things to be so willing to invest such a heavy cost!
Facing the gazes from those around him, Davi Luo's mouth twitched repeatedly; he didn't know how to answer. After holding back for a long time, he suddenly recalled the explanation Sith had given to Fanros.
With difficulty, he withdrew his gaze from Sith, who was now acting as a bulldozer, and Davi Luo stiffened his face, speaking to those around him:
"I already told you! Blessings!"
The crowd stood blankly, not even knowing what to say to this answer. They could only watch helplessly as Sith charged through the tide of enemies alone, finally entering that abandoned Eldar spire.
Then, facing the endless xenos enemies before him, he calmed his exhaustion for a moment, turned, and picked up his weapon.
At this moment, inside the Eldar spire.
He kicked a bug that was hiding in a dark corridor and insisted on jumping out to scare him, embedding it into the wall.
Then, with one swing of his sword, he cut down a Greenskin Boss that had followed him in, using its massive body to block the door.
Only then did Sith charge forward, following the dense footprints scanned by his helmet.
Along the way, he kept killing the bugs jumping out from the dark shadows. Behind him came roars as countless Greenskin Boyz followed in pursuit, wanting to catch up and kill Sith.
However, Sith, having fully unleashed the blessings of the twin thrones and holding nothing back, not only stunned the Tyranids for a moment, but even the Greenskin Boyz behind him often showed a cowardly look after catching up.
Until finally, some chaotic footsteps appeared ahead, along with Fanros's familiar roar. When Sith charged onto the next platform, over a dozen meltas were thrown down, completely collapsing the passage behind him.
As the roar behind them temporarily blocked the enemies, not only Fanros but everyone else stared with mouths agape at Sith, who had suddenly appeared there.
Even though they couldn't see outside from here, looking at the divine light on Sith and the implications of his appearance here, no one could truly believe the thought rising in their hearts.
"What does this mean? Do you mean you single-handedly hacked your way over from the center of the basin?"
The crowd stared blankly at Sith. Sith looked around, seeing that Fanros hadn't even made it to the middle of the spire, and frowned as he approached quickly:
"Why are you all still here?"
The crowd instantly withdrew their surprise at Sith; after all, at this moment, no one dared to show the slightest disrespect to him.
Even Fanros, who was an Inquisitor, twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a bit guilty.
Biting the bullet, Fanros stepped forward and pointed to a door behind him to explain:
"These Eldar doors are too sturdy; we are trying to blow them open."
Sith heard this and looked at the door, then saw several Tech-Priests discussing in front of an Eldar door.
Seeing that these Tech-Priests hadn't even placed the explosives, Sith's expression became even more dissatisfied.
After all, every word spoken at this moment was bought with the lives of countless Imperial soldiers.
But Sith did not continue to vent his anger at Fanros's team, because just by looking at this group, also drenched in blood and with more than half their numbers gone, he knew their journey here had not been easy either.
Just then, a Tech-Priest finally returned, speaking in an absolutely rational, cold, mechanical voice:
"My Lord, we need to first dispatch a small team to go around to the back, cut off the energy transmission pipelines, then drill a breach from the outside, and finally place explosives according to strict ratios. Then, through our programmed detonation sequence, there is perhaps a 72% success rate of breaching the door."
Fanros's expression gradually changed from initial anticipation to astonishment, finally freezing completely.
The surrounding surviving team members also stared blankly at the Tech-Priests who had provided this solution, their eyes betraying whether they were cursing or preparing to die for the God-Emperor.
Just as Fanros gritted his teeth and decided to bite the bullet, his body was pushed aside by someone.
Fanros was angry and wanted to reprimand them, but just as he looked up to speak, he saw Sith, who had pushed him aside, already walking over with his sword in hand.
"Why go to so much trouble!"
Sith muttered this complaint and walked straight up to the door, then raised his red sword...
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