Subsequently, a large fleet of dozens of warships appeared, including Astartes battle barges and even cruisers.
At the center of the entire fleet, there was even a battlecruiser flying the Inquisition's insignia.
However, this well-armed fleet was currently looking at the Tyranid Swarm fleet, which numbered in the tens of thousands in the distance, and chose to hide as far away as possible, ready to retreat at any moment.
On the bridge of the battlecruiser at this moment, Kairo stood with a cautious, hunched posture behind a tall Mortal wearing master-crafted power armor.
The Mortal in front, covered in xeno artifacts, gazed at the Tyranid Swarm fleet of tens of thousands, and the tiny Omiya III beneath it, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
After a long while, a cold voice echoed on the bridge: "You mean to say that a pure Mortal force is fighting against a Tyranid Swarm of this scale?"
Fanros's voice was cold and ruthless, and everyone around him, whether Mortal crew members, Penitent Storm Troopers, or even Astartes from several different chapters, showed respect for this voice.
Kairo, who was being questioned, although Fanros didn't even cast a glance at him, showed even more obvious caution.
Carefully stepping forward, Kairo tried to keep his voice as gentle as possible: "Yes, respected Inquisitor, please believe me, for your plan, you will need such a Mortal force to serve you."
Receiving Kairo's confirmation again, although he had not yet seen the situation on the ground, Fanros couldn't help but cast his gaze toward the tiny Omiya III in the distance.
Even the others around him, especially the Astartes, cast surprised glances.
After all, against a Tyranid Swarm of this scale, even Astartes would only face the fate of being overwhelmed.
And now Kairo was telling them that a group of Mortals was actually holding back such a swarm.
Fanros silently calculated the combat strength in his heart, and after confirming that if they were truly that capable, it would indeed be of great help to his upcoming plans, Fanros asked the final question: "Then how do I get them to cooperate with me?"
Seeing this, Kairo finally smiled, because this meant that his half-revealed information had already yielded a return from Fanros.
Kairo smiled: "They have no Navigator. As long as Lord Fanros uses a Navigator as a bargaining chip, they will naturally join your plan."
After speaking, recalling that he hadn't revealed the other half of the news that Sith was one of those tough guys from the Warp, Kairo paused, then added: "Believe me, with the help of this lord on the planet, your plan will surely succeed."
Fanros ignored Kairo; having confirmed that he had a bargaining chip to negotiate with Sith, he stared for a long time.
Until he had made up his mind several times in his heart, he finally clenched his hands behind his back, looked at Omiya III, and spoke decisively: "Dispatch a small-scale fleet to prepare for extraction; not too many, there is no need to waste any combat power before reaching our destination."
"Also, send a signal; I want to see their Commander."
Responses to Fanros immediately rang out around him. Soon, when Sith appeared on the other end of the screen with an incredulous look on his face, Fanros, who was busy sizing up Sith and preparing to state his terms, suddenly froze the moment his gaze landed on Sith!
The entire bridge was silent, so much so that Sith, facing the long silence from the strange Inquisitor on the other side, frowned in confusion.
Fanros carefully scanned Sith again, and on his face, which was cold to everyone else, he inexplicably... put on an expression of respect!
Then, to the astonishment of everyone on the ship, including Kairo, Fanros actually saluted before speaking: "My Lord, please hold on, we will do everything in our power to evacuate you from the surface."
After speaking, Fanros turned to the naval Commander who had just arranged a small, old fleet, and said sternly: "Quick, have all warships prepare for battle; we need to extract Lord Sith immediately."
The people around were bewildered, and Sith was also confused by this inexplicably enthusiastic Inquisitor.
It wasn't until the communication was cut off again due to the intense crossfire on Sith's side, and Fanros was sure Sith wasn't watching him, that he suddenly let out a sigh of relief, tinged with a bit of lingering fear.
Then he turned his head and, under Kairo's puzzled gaze, suddenly lifted him up!
Opening his mouth but not saying the matter directly, Fanros glared at Kairo, who had dared to hide the other half of the information, and said fiercely: "I am an Inquisitor; if others can't see Lord Sith's identity, do you think I can't?"
Facing Fanros's rage, the confusion in Kairo's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by negligence and regret.
Because in the eyes of someone who truly knew their stuff, the gilded silver armor on Sith's body, and the Khorne red sword at his waist... were enough to reveal his identity!
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