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"Lord Garides! They rushed into the deep pit at the bottom! Should we chase them?"

"Chase? Do they expect to survive at the bottom? It's impossible! That's the territory of the Blood Orioles.

They will be eaten up by the Forsaken, and those horrible ghosts and deformed creatures will get rid of them for us. The out-of-control transformation of the Haemonculi into monsters is not something they can contend with."

Even Garides himself would not easily set foot in the terrifying lower level of Comoros. In this city-state, the territorial consciousness of different forces is particularly strong.

The same is true on the bottom floor, which is the territory of mutant creatures and blood-ringers.

In the past, they simply threw the bodies of dead creatures into the portal.

Garides' face was full of distress. This might be the most losing business deal he had ever made.

The loss of a large number of slaves was enough to keep him from recovering for a long time, and most importantly, such an incident would make him a laughing stock among others.

As Burns and others passed through the portal, they immediately looked back nervously.

The portal was still rippling, not just this one, but a large number of portals, and corpses were thrown out of the portals from time to time.

The expected enemy in pursuit did not appear, and everything that came into view around them shocked everyone to the point of being stunned.

The crystals on the broken walls are emitting a faint light, illuminating everything around.

Under some completely shattered ground, along with the unknown void.

Everyone looked down at their feet, and saw piles of bones all around them.

The strong stench of decay was suffocating.

The searchlight of the combat suit shone in all directions.

There were actually quite a few creatures scattered around, and even some humans were seen among them.

What they were doing at this time was to obtain food from the corpses that had not yet rotted, and what the so-called food was could be seen at a glance.

At this time, Burns has not realized what kind of place he has come to. His situation at the bottom of Comoros may not be much safer than before.

The majestic buildings around are piled together in a disorderly manner. Although dilapidated, it can still be seen that these buildings are full of artistic atmosphere.

This may seem like an abandoned place, but it was once a prosperous part of the important Eldar city of Comoros.

The servo system on the combat suit was fully powered on, and the nearby terrain on the tactical mask began to be detected and scanned.

Thermal imaging allows everyone to see the surrounding environment clearly.

"No matter what, we can't just stay here. Let's move forward, everyone."

Burns said, looking at the confused crowd.

And the direction they were heading was exactly the humans who quickly fled after seeing them.

It is human nature to gather together. It is difficult for a single individual to survive in such a harsh environment. If we can find the gathering place of humans here, perhaps everyone can fully understand their situation.

The turbid air is overwhelming. As they go deeper into this unknown area, more and more mutant creatures begin to appear on the road. Fortunately, the weapons in everyone's hands are still powerful.

Even when the ammunition is used up, close combat can still pose a threat to these monsters.

This team was like a beacon in the darkness, attracting nearby mutated creatures. As they went deeper, these deformed monsters became noticeably stronger.

And some aliens are also eyeing their equipment.

This area feels like a hunting ground for monsters, and they are still alive only because the real hunters haven't found them yet.

The group of people were running around here like headless flies. Any hollowed-out building could be a monster's lair.

Without food supply, the group's physical strength has almost reached its limit.

"Sir! There's no way out!"

The group's way forward was blocked by a collapsed building.

Burns still refused to give up. He tried to use the power of the SCV to forcibly break open the passage in front of him.

However, this noise also attracted more monsters, and the roars of the monsters behind were getting closer and more frequent.

Along the way, the team suffered a lot of casualties, and many soldiers without combat uniforms were dragged away by monsters in the darkness.

They can't protect everyone, and enemies may appear from any direction.

Some wandering aberrations can even suck the life out of people.

Burns saw with his own eyes that the two comrades who were attacked had aged visibly.

"Brothers, we may not be able to escape this time, so let's kill as many as we can!"

Low voices of prayer echoed around.

Everyone was trying to pray to the God-Emperor to give them the courage to fight one last time, and just when everyone had accepted their fate.

The familiar low Gothic language called out to everyone in the distance.

In the ruins of an inconspicuous building, a few ragged humans were waving at them.

"God Emperor! Come here quickly! Those monsters are coming this way!"

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. Although they had seen more than one or two humans along the way, this was the first time someone took the initiative to contact them.

"There's no choice! Let's go!"

Everyone rushed towards the location of those humans as if they had found a life-saving straw.

Under their guidance, Burns and others also came to a human stronghold hidden in the bottom layer.

Burns looked at all this in disbelief.

The entire stronghold was actually built on a huge building ruin floating in the void.

The entire base was like a small human town. He saw many crude weapons workshops and even some technical priests who had undergone a lot of physical transformation. However, they were no longer able to wear the iconic red robes.

In the base which is obviously under militarized management, many people are still doing combat training.

Burns even saw a statue of the God-Emperor carved out of stone. If it were placed within the territory of the empire, seeing such a crude statue of the God-Emperor might directly be defined as a heresy by the state religion.

But here, from time to time, someone would kneel down in front of it and pray to it.

Just as the group was confused, a man with skin as black as ink and wearing tattered power armor walked towards them.

"Astartes? There's actually an Astartes here?!"

Burns also opened the cockpit of the SCV and flipped down.

He looked up at the Astartes who needed to be looked up to.

"Soldier, tell me your number, why are you here, and what's the matter with your equipment?"

"We are all from the Monget Dynasty in the Kronus Expansion. We are led by the great wandering trader Gao Yi Monget. These equipments are all standard equipments of our dynasty. May I ask who you are? Why are you here?"

"I am Argus, the Technical Sergeant of the 3rd Company of the Salamanders! Welcome, soldiers, we have united with new compatriots!"

Argus is not as arrogant as other Astartes when facing mortals, and the Salamanders are the kindest of all the founding groups. They take it as their responsibility to protect mortals and are kind black uncles.

But the hatred towards aliens is surprisingly great.

And from Argus, Burns also learned why Argus appeared here and why this place appeared in such a stronghold.

The Salamanders' invasion of Comoros was originally intended to rescue captured members of the chapter.

A total of five hundred Astartes took part in the operation.

Although the invasion operation with other chapters successfully rescued the captured "Forge Hammer" and its brothers in the chapter, some Astartes were unable to escape during the rescue operation. Some were killed on the spot, and some died in the arena afterwards.

But some people managed to escape and made their way to this darkest corner of the Comoros.

Using his superhuman body, he constantly attacks the Dark Eldar and searches for humans who have similarly fallen here and saves them. Over the course of nearly three hundred years, the entire stronghold has grown in size.

This time was very long even for an Astartes.

There are only a few soldiers in a normal regiment who can serve for such a long time. It is not that the life span limit cannot be reached, but it is difficult for anyone to live to this age.

But at the same time, resources are becoming increasingly scarce. Argus unites all the humans here, collects intelligence, and formulates attack and escape plans.

With his strength and more and more humans joining in, he has managed to gain a foothold in this area.

In addition to Argus, there are two other Astartes, including the Silver Skull and the Howling Griffin.

At this time, the two men were in the other two backup bases