Click.
When one of Cypher Rorschach's heavy Mag-boots slammed down onto the barren surface of Griffin IV.
With his meticulous attention to detail, he immediately discovered that this Forging world, which had once successfully resisted the Tyranid Swarm and even a Chaos Invasion, had already become an irredeemable ruin. It seemed that one brutal defensive war after another had utterly drained the last drop of the Forging world's lifeblood.
As far as the eye could see, the land was covered in Crystallized Crust formed by the relentless baking of terrifyingly intense flames. Countless visible radioactive rays were enough to kill any mortal or alien race foolish enough to approach this place!
Even more shocking, millions of Adepta Sororitas, Tech-Priests, and an even greater number of Intelligent controlled legion troops appeared to have melted into the planet's surface.
Cypher Rorschach could even clearly see the mutilated bodies of every Tech-Priest after they had melted, along with the faint traces of their agonized postures.
Across the more distant wasteland, Machine Gods with limbs and shells broken and worn beyond recognition, along with densely packed Knight Armor, stretched toward the horizon like enormous mountain ranges made of discarded metal.
Yet judging by the thick dust accumulated over these horrific wrecks and the craters of every size scattered around them, the number and duration of the wars fought here had likely far exceeded Cypher Rorschach's imagination!
Only a few minutes later, the increasingly vigilant Cypher Rorschach unexpectedly found several badly damaged Xenomorphs resembling Super Vanguard units inside the wreckage of some Machine Gods!
And after he drove his Vibranium Power Armor to repeatedly bend down and complete a thorough inspection.
A trace of gloom appeared on Cypher Rorschach's face as he muttered,
"Judging solely from the internal structures of these Titan Wreckage and the