Though he said he was going back to eat hot pot, Su Ming actually slipped up into low orbit, treating himself like a satellite as he observed the overall situation once more.
Over the next few hours, Chaos contracted its defensive lines. Soon after, the factions whose territories had bordered the Space Marines' defensive zone also withdrew from the outskirts of the city.
Everyone except the Greenskins. They filled the vacuum left by the other forces' departure, as though they had found a target worth WAAAGH!ing over.
The bugs fled fastest. The Broodmind had likely been watching all along. Upon seeing Deathstroke unleash combat power on that level, the swarm abandoned huge numbers of spore towers and Biomass pools, retreating several hundred kilometers in one go.
It was probably planning to calculate carefully what kind of bugs it would need to evolve to achieve a Deathstroke-killing effect.
"Hmm. I've displayed power on this level, and Tzeentch still doesn't plan to contact me?"
"Eep?"
"Heh, never mind. It won't be too late to negotiate after the thing is in my hands. Let's go back and eat."
He streaked through the atmosphere like a comet and landed lightly on the terrace. The moment he returned, he saw the Sister looking at him with an extremely complicated expression.
"Who exactly are you?"
Su Ming touched his face and looked at the clouds that had already closed overhead. Darkness once again enveloped the world as he replied, "An ordinary person."
The Sister rolled her eyes. She did not believe that at all. "Your power... it isn't psychic energy, nor is it Chaos sorcery. What exactly is it?"
"One of the fundamental powers of a universe. Even if I told you now, you wouldn't understand. I'll explain it slowly later." Su Ming sat back in