Skullcrusher Corridor

The Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group's relentless pursuit, the enormous mystery shrouding Commorragh, Supreme Governor Viktor's inexplicable imprisonment, and the mysterious thing the Emperor had ordered him to retrieve.

One thing after another.

The answers to all these mysteries were tied to that "thing," and to Alvin as well.

He closed his eyes and considered his next move.

Alvin had a good habit: whenever he ran into trouble, he first sorted everything into several levels of priority, then dealt with them in order.

That way, he could handle the most urgent and serious matters at hand without derailing his overall plans.

All right, let's sort through this.

Fortunately, this place was still safe for the moment. Alvin had enough time, so there was no need to rush.

First, he needed to shake off the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group's pursuit. Only by disappearing from their sight and buying himself enough time could he slowly think through his next steps.

"Um—"

Seeing him suddenly fall silent and close his eyes, Anna still felt uneasy. She asked softly, "We..."

"Shut up."

Alvin raised his eyelids, his gaze sharp. "I need to think. Don't say a word."

Under his glare, Anna deflated like a punctured balloon and shrank into a corner without saying a thing.

Terrax also remained silent, guarding Alvin's side. But he stood closer to the entrance, scanning the area outside and staying alert for the Dark Eldar pursuers.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Alvin remained silent, eyes closed, breathing in a steady rhythm. Anna even began to wonder whether the guy had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, Alvin opened his eyes and furrowed his brow as he looked at Anna. "It seems the Iron Thorn Conspiracy Group's tracking is far worse than the worst-case scenario you expected."

"They—caught up with us?!" Anna was