Watching the Space Wolves and Dark Angels chase after him as if provoked, Su Ming smiled faintly. Space Marines were, at their core, professional soldiers who placed great importance on honor and loyalty, and there was an unwritten rule that applied to such "rule-abiding" warriors in any universe.
If you displayed every quality a warrior needed and were clearly stronger than all the others, they would submit to you.
In this battle, joining either side of the front line would have been the wrong choice. The right move was to show them that their combat power and courage were utterly inferior to those of a mere mortal in yellow-and-black armor.
That way, once this small-scale cleanup operation was over, Su Ming would have more say when speaking with both sides.
Show courage to the Dark Angels and brutality to the Space Wolves. Make them interested in him, and his words would carry more weight.
Whether it was war or battle, it was all meant to achieve certain goals. Su Ming's goal had been clear from the start: find people to hold the line and buy him time, so he could use their strength and intelligence to secretly search for the treasure buried on the planet.
Whether the Space Wolves even had Librarians was another matter, but the Dark Angels had many secrets. Perhaps they knew exactly what was buried here.
Between thinking and hammering enemies to death, the space before Su Ming suddenly opened up. He saw the ruined streets of the city again, which meant he had slaughtered his way through the "great plaza" that the Orcs had completely trampled flat.
The green sea behind him was still closing in, sealing the path he had carved out. Many greenskins had already turned toward him, shrieking as they lunged after