While Lox happily browsed the Dark Angels' vault of forbidden technology, small figures began to stir within the dim chamber.
These hooded figures, no taller than an adult's knee, darted back and forth between the stasis fields, slowly approaching the strange group of two primarchs and one mortal.
Their eyes, deeply hidden beneath their hoods, watched the mortal curiously. Only after the leading figure made a sound did they scatter away.
As Lion walked, he suddenly sensed something unusual. Though the figures in the darkness had made no sound at all, he detected their presence through instinct.
"Why have the Dark Watchers come out...?"
The Lion was startled. He discreetly quickened his pace, intending to drive them away before they reached Lox and Guilliman.
He did not want these little secrets of the Dark Angels Legion to be discovered.
Guilliman's gaze shifted. Others might not have noticed, but he knew Lion far too well.
Even the slightest movement could not escape his eyes. Clearly, that old bastard was trying to hide another secret.
He discreetly quickened his pace, placed his right hand on Lox's shoulder, and pushed him several steps forward.
"Why are you pushing me? I'm not done looking yet... Holy shit!"
Lox had been examining the differently colored markings. He had just found some STC technology related to biological modification, precisely what his technology tree lacked.
According to the summary, the Red Alert's technology tree excelled at mechanical creations, which was why it could mass-produce warships, vehicles, and individual equipment. It was comparatively weak in psychic abilities, biological modification, and foundational technologies.
So he planned to focus on psychic abilities and biological modification. The Dark Angels' vault of forbidden technology contained a great deal of technology related to both.
But in that stumble, a small robed figure suddenly