Together, a Tray of Sand; Apart, Blind as Bats

Lin En put away the trait, then exited the Consciousness Space.

The Lamenters were still cutting through the demon horde like vegetables.

Wherever the Lamenters charged, demons fell in droves.

Wherever the Golden Light spread was their absolute home ground. Once the Tzeentch demons lost their psychic powers, their combat strength was crippled.

The Lamenters chased the demons down, hacking from east to west, from south to north.

Nice work, Crybabies!

Lin En gave them a thumbs-up first, then laughed.

Heh heh, having a new trait and not trying it was like walking at night in brocade clothes.

He took the chance to test the Immortal Will he had just acquired.

He pulled up the [Immortal Will] trait in his mind, switched it at the hand speed of an eighteen-year-old college boy for a second, and activated it directly!

Immortal Will's effect was not flashy either. It spread steadily across the battlefield like a golden carpet.

Lin En whistled inwardly.

Will buff applied! Thirty minutes of being solid as stone!

An indescribable force flowed along the Golden Light into every Lamenter's body. The messy thoughts in their minds were swept clean, leaving behind only pure fighting spirit.

The Lamenters' resolve became firmer than ever. In the gaps between fighting demons, they turned back to look at Lin En.

They had once heard that the Black Legion's traitorous predecessor, the Luna Wolves, had shouted battle cries for Horus, and thought it was truly the utmost disrespect to the Emperor.

But for some reason, they suddenly understood them now.

In their commander's eyes, they were not cursed trash the Inquisition treated as thorns in its side. They were warriors who were good in every way, warriors with genuine dignity.

When such a person stood before them, it was hard not to give