Hitching a Ride

"Hello? Is this Lorgar boy?"

"How dare you! Who has the audacity to intrude on the Primarch's Flagship's Communications Frequency?!"

"Trazyn?"

At that very moment, Lorgar received a communication from Trazyn.

With the Primarch's intelligence, he quickly figured out the reason: apart from his Uncle, this Necrontyr wouldn't easily contact anyone else.

Not to mention himself, he doesn't even contact his own brother, Curze, often.

"Has something happened to Uncle?"

"Your Uncle isn't just in trouble, Uncle's up to no good."

Are you trying to cause trouble?

This word seems to be one that Trazyn and his Uncle often use when chatting. If this word is used, it usually means there's a big event going on.

What do you need me to do?

"I don't know either. Old Han just told you to come to the City of Truth to light the lamps."

Where is Uncle?

"He's in Nuceria right now, preparing to bring your brother back. Also, remember to invite Magnus along when you go; Old Han instructed us to."

Magnus?

"Yes, he, as a Teacher, has been working himself to the bone for you bunch of naughty boys, especially that red-skinned, one-eyed Ogryn of Magnus."

When talking about Magnus, Trazyn always had a tone of disappointment and frustration.

Putting everything else aside, this kid is really stubborn.

No wonder Old Han jokingly calls him Ogryn in private.

This kid's stubbornness is exactly the same as Ogryn's.

"Alright, Trazyn, I'll take Magnus with me to Nostramo."

"Is there anything else you need, Uncle?"

"They didn't say anything else, but I suspect that's the Daemon's lair, otherwise Old Han wouldn't have specifically asked you to go there."

"The Daemon's lair? Why would Uncle go to such a dangerous place?"

"Are you not listening carefully to this old man? I already told you, Old Han is going to bring your brother back."

"No, I mean why not send someone else, Horus or Guilliman, either would be fine."

"Who told him to recognize you as his nephews? And your Dad is the kind who doesn't talk back. If your brother goes, they might not accept it, so we can only let Old Han go by himself."

"Alright, alright, that concludes the pre-battle explanation. You and Magnus hurry over; I'll hitch a ride."

Are you going too?

"Just kidding, my brother's causing such a big stir, I definitely have to go and lend a hand."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After ending the communication, Lorgar contacted Magnus as quickly as possible.

After briefly explaining the situation, the two led their fleet to Nostramo at top speed.

Three days later, the fleet led by the two Primarch arrived in near-Earth orbit around Nostramo.

"You two are finally here. If you had been any later, I would have gone ahead by myself."

Is the situation urgent?

"Of the four Chaos Gods in the Warp, three are over there."

Upon hearing this, Lorgar's brows furrowed instantly.

This is no longer just an emergency; it's a matter of life and death.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

"Young people, don't panic. You have no idea how capable Old Han is. Come on, I'll scout the way for you."

As Trazyn spoke, a dark green cosmic rift opened up in front of the fleet.

"This is?"

"The Necrontyr technology, a large-scale spatial Phase Shifting technology, allows us to reach Nuceria within a day using this portal."

"Necrontyr? Mr. Trazyn..."

"If you dare ask why again now, I'll gouge out your other eye too."

"Remember this, kid. Even if you're a walking encyclopedia of questions, I still don't have Old Han's good temper."

"If you want to know anything about the Necrontyr, you can ask the Adeptus Mechanicus; they definitely know a lot."

After speaking, Trazyn went inside first.

Lorgar and Magnus exchanged a glance, and ultimately could only lead their respective fleets to Nuceria.

At this very moment, something different is happening in Nuceria.

"You guys really don't hide anything from people, do you?"

Looking at the scene before him, Han Mingxuan truly felt that the world should just end.

While both sides began their respective actions, Han Mingxuan was mobilizing his troops, while these Chaos Gods were openly demanding sacrifices.

"Since Mr. Han has already decided to involve others, there's no need for us to hide anything."

"If I remember correctly, this is Khorne's home turf, right? You've stolen the show; you've certainly played a clever game."

"I'm just setting the stage for this plan, Mr. Han, please don't misunderstand."

Tzeentch vanished without a trace, and then a dark blue storm swept across the sky.

"Damn it, that darn Vermin is blocking all Communications Frequencies across the entire Nuceria system."

Yes, they look alike! Very alike!

This tactic was used when attacking Terra.

"Don't panic."

As Han Mingxuan spoke, he waved his hand, and a Lamp appeared in his palm.

As the oil lamp was lit, a sliver of golden light pierced Tzeentch's shield.

Though faint, it is exceptionally resilient.

The two fleets, which were traveling in space, quickly spotted the golden light.

When they saw that ray of light, the warship, which had been functioning normally, began to act strangely.

The most obvious sign is that the timer readings on the warship are jumping around wildly.

The original date was one day later, but now it has been extended by 6 days.

"What's going on?!"

Magnus simply couldn't understand it; it was incomprehensible.

"Brother, I think those things in the Warp have been in preparation for a long time."

"Looks like letting Jia, that scholar, go there was a mistake. That damned Warp bug, daring to touch my brother, I'll scatter your ashes!"

Trazyn rushed to the front, and at that moment, he pulled out a communication device while cursing.

"Imotekh, can you hear me?"

"Who are you?"

"Prick up your rusty Necrons ears and listen to me clearly! I am Trazyn, the Necrontyr!"

"Oh? It's you, the sinner of racial revival. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you've come looking for me."

"Stop giving me that nonsense. My brother's been cornered. If you don't come to help, he could get into serious trouble. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Stop talking nonsense and give me your location."

"Nuceria, a territory of the Imperium of Man, is on its way at top speed."

"Don't worry, I won't be absent from something like this."

Nuceria Colosseum.

"Mr. Han, the gladiatorial match is about to begin. Why don't you just watch it peacefully?"

"As expected of Chaos Gods, he subtly altered my perception of time. So, it seems a week has passed, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Han, you are very perceptive, but it's too late."

"Hahaha, Kairas, I must say, the clown you Tzeentch specifically chose is just my type."