Immortals!

Celerus Hive, Edge Area.

The withdrawal of the Astra Militarum, the Diet Guard, and the Space Marine resulted in the near-total fall of the outer regions.

However, this is not absolute. There are still many scavengers and gangsters who Underhive and are struggling to survive in the cracks, dodging both Genestealer and Greenskin Orc.

Perhaps the only thing they can be thankful for is that the "value" of Underhive is too low.

Thanks to the waste generated by Styx Eight in its ore mining operations, the entire surrounding area resembles a "city" built on pipelines, with a maze-like network of interconnected drainage pipes, like a dense spider web!

If you're not very familiar with this place, you'll quickly get lost in the complex network of pipes.

The scavengers and gangsters who Underhive have been able to survive to this day under the attack of Genestealer and Greenskin Orc by taking advantage of this. In some ways, their "life" has even been much better.

The reason is quite simple: they no longer need to pay taxes.

Yes, even if you are a scavenger living in the Underhive, you still need to pay taxes to the noble Tech-Priest.

Typically, scavengers must manually sift through highly radioactive abandoned mine slag to find valuable minerals, which are then handed over to the factory's Tech-Priest in exchange for a certain amount of survival supplies.

However, since the Greenskin Orc and Genestealer invaded the Hive City, all the Tech-Priest stationed there have left, leaving the factory unattended.

Scavengers and gangsters practically took over the entire factory, dividing up all the remaining supplies.

Although the number isn't very large, it's enough for them to use for a long time, as they live on the Underhive year-round.

As for tomorrow?

Stop joking. Those born in the Underhive Celerus never dare to hope for tomorrow.

Alvin, who was setting foot on the edge of Celerus for the first time, was truly shocked. "Can anyone really survive in this place?"

The Underhive of Celerus was unlike the place where he lived in Losel; it was almost a large, vertical mine, seemingly bottomless, like an abyss. Standing on the edge, one could even feel the chilling winds blowing up from below.

Here, it would be more accurate to describe it as "drilling into a mine" rather than "Underhive."

According to Drakris's information, the so-called Underhive of Celerus was originally an area with huge ore reserves, but after years of unrestrained mining, it eventually became what it is today!

Damaging the ecological environment?

Sorry, but that word doesn't exist in the eyes of Styx Eight.

You lowly creatures from the Underhive are already incredibly fortunate to be able to contribute to the Omnissiah. Don't be so ungrateful.

Thus, the "Underhive" of Celerus, or more accurately, "Mine No. 3," gradually took shape, and the untouchables who Underhive were powerless to change it, so they could only choose to "adapt."

"It seems that Drakris's men have already gone down ahead of us."

Alvin, who had discovered traces at the edge of the mine, crouched down to examine them, then turned his gaze to the abyss-like Mine No. 3, and couldn't help but gasp. "I was wrong, Your Emperor Lord, I shouldn't have said you treated me badly."

If he had been thrown here back then, let alone Valshius's heir, even the Primarch would have had a hard time crawling out!

This was Hell; even the initial detection at the edge of the area gave Alvin a fright.

The mine was filled with lethal levels of radioactive dust, and the air contained components that could not be analyzed. However, the large amount of discharged ore residue was mixed with fine particles and debris.

Without Gas Mask, even disregarding radiation, one could develop pneumoconiosis in a very short time.

Not to mention, the violent vibrations from mining machinery can also cause hearing loss, localized vibrations, and other ailments.

Moreover, the deeper you go into the mine, the lower the temperature becomes, and then it rises drastically again. Describing it as "Hell" is no exaggeration!

Let out a soft breath, gazing at the abyss-like "Underhive," Alvin stroked his belt, feeling a surge of confidence.

"Sky-Shaking Unicron, merge!"

The deep purple armor unfolded, instantly covering Alvin.

Of course, to ensure safety, he hid a "Space Bridge" device on the edge of the mine.

In this way, even if he encounters any danger below, he can use the armor's "spatial teleportation" to instantly escape danger.

After making full preparations, Alvin leaped into the abyss.

Although the No. 3 mine is vertically downward, it is divided into many layers. The closer to the exit, the more suitable it is for survival and the better the environment. However, the deeper you go, the harsher the environment becomes and the more difficult it is to survive.

The harassment from the Greenskin Orc and Genestealer caused many of the Underhive inhabitants to venture into deeper areas.

Using the reconnaissance and scanning mode of the "Sky-Shaking Unicron" armor, Alvin carefully and slowly descended along the edge of the mine, following the traces left by the Inquisitor and the main force of the Department of Justice who had gone deeper into the mine ahead of time.

The only source of light in Mine No. 3 was a few bright green energy lamps.

However, the light source provided by those few lamps was completely insufficient to illuminate the vertical mine shaft, which was tens of kilometers in diameter.

Fortunately, with the "Sky-Shaking Unicron" armor, Alvin wasn't greatly affected. Looking at the constantly rising pressure, temperature, and radiation levels, he couldn't help but wonder, "How many meters have we descended? A thousand, or a thousand five hundred?"

To be able to survive in such an environment is, without exaggeration, an incredible feat. The people Underhive must have incredibly strong constitutions!

Finally, after descending to a depth of about two thousand meters, light began to appear.

It's that light source... it's a bit creepy.

Imagine being in complete darkness, where, apart from the sound of the wind blowing through the pipes, you can hardly see any living creatures.

But even in this situation, they suddenly saw a bright green light ahead. Anyone who saw it would panic for a few seconds, but Alvin had seen his share of big events and quickly calmed down, cautiously moving towards the light source.

"This is..." Upon approaching the light source, Alvin suddenly froze on the spot, his pupils shrinking sharply!

That wasn't a light source at all, but the corpses of dozens of Immortals!

The metallic body bore the marks of violent destruction, and the eerie green light he saw was the lingering energy emanating from the pupils and gaps in the bodies of these Necron infantry units, the "Immortals"!

"Are you kidding me? How can there be an 'Immortals' here?!"

Alvin's expression turned extremely grim. He had already thought that the out-of-control Psyker was troublesome enough.

But, to everyone's surprise, traces of Necron were hidden inside this mine abandoned by the Tech-Priest!

The Immortals were all veterans of countless battles in life. After death, they were transformed into metal bodies. They not only possessed rich combat experience but also retained a trace of self-awareness. This means that there is a tomb of the Necron Dynasty here!