Come Back, Souls [Bonus chapter for the great For the Emperor, mad [jue] Nurgle]

After leaving the restaurant, Han Mingxuan went straight to the Food Street; he was looking for Orikan.

"Old Han, you're back! How's everything been lately?"

"Everything's been going well lately, how are you?"

"Everything is fine here. Ever since that guy Imotekh started sweeping through the Warp with his army, almost all Warp influences within the Peaceful Star System have disappeared."

"In this way, my divination will be more accurate."

When it comes to divination, Orikan always gets very animated, but right now he's staring at Han Mingxuan.

Why are you staring at me like that, Orikan?

"Although the Necrontyr are a humanoid race, there might be reproductive barriers between the two races, and I personally have no plans to start a family at the moment."

"What are you thinking? I was talking about divination, Prophecy!"

"What did you Prophecy this time?"

"Amidst the boundless the Mist, the flame of hope for my people suddenly ignited, and all of this is because of you, my dearest friend."

"If I don't go to see Trazyn today, are you going to resort to some materialistic methods?"

Orikan was taken aback by what he heard, then burst out laughing, laughing so hard he almost fell over.

"Haha! Old Han, you really know me well, but I won't do that in this matter."

"Oh? Why?"

"Just like the Teachers at the Hope Primary School said, treat others with sincerity, and live with sincerity. Old Han, are a Teacher, but you are a real man."

A promise is a promise, and a vow made is a promise kept.

"You really know how to compliment people! But you seem to know a lot about things at school."

Upon hearing this, Orikan took something out of his pocket.

It was a deep blue certificate, smaller than the palm of your hand, with a gold-plated scale on it.

"Teaching Certificate?"

Han Mingxuan glanced at Orikan with some surprise.

"Yes, I am now a professor of Cosmic Mysticism at Nostramo Public University."

???

They really are quietly accomplishing great things.

He had absolutely no idea about this.

But...

"Are you sure you want to teach the knowledge of the Necrontyr to humans? What if your tribe's the Boss finds out? Won't he cause us trouble?"

Listening to Han Mingxuan's words, Orikan felt a sense of disappointment and frustration towards Han Mingxuan.

"Old Han, you're too modest, really, you're far too modest."

"If that being were to descend upon this Planet in person, I think he could do far more than I can."

"Furthermore, the Cosmic Mysticism I teach is taught in small classes, and everyone in those classes is loyal to you personally."

"Just like Angrak and Herbert."

In fact, everyone in his class was carefully selected.

Moreover, Orikan lied to Han Mingxuan.

The people he carefully selected for his small group were not only loyal to Han Mingxuan, but they were also different from the two sages.

They are fanatical followers of Han Mingxuan.

Yes, fanatics.

Orikan knew that Han Mingxuan himself didn't like these things, so he didn't say it directly, but these fanatics were exactly what he needed.

Only those who are willing to die without hesitation for Han Mingxuan are qualified to learn the knowledge of those Necrontyr.

"Alright, I can't say too much about this. Just handle it yourself. Oh, and could you contact Trazyn for me? I need to go to Solemnace."

"Okay, I'll contact them right away."

They soon received a reply from Trazyn.

However, we're not setting off now.

"Imotekh, I think you need to come back."

In Orikan's view, Imotekh is the most powerful of all the awakened Necrontyr, so he must be present at this crucial juncture of the Necrontyr Dynasty's resurgence.

"I'm busy with the expedition right now, we can talk later."

"Our esteemed ally, Old Han, is preparing to make a trip to Solemnace to bring new blood to our Necrontyr."

Buzz.

A dark green Phase-shifting Portal appeared before Orikan, and Imotekh himself hurriedly stepped out.

"Leave now?"

"Yes, let's set off now."

After passing through the Phase-shifting Portal, Han Mingxuan and his group arrived inside Solemnace.

"Welcome, my people, welcome!"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Trazyn strode up to Han Mingxuan and gave him a big hug.

"Haha! Old Han, my dear brother! You've worked so hard!"

"This is something I promised you a long time ago, so it's not hard work at all. But if I fall asleep, remember to carry me back."

"Does it affect you?"

"At most, it'll just give me a few more days of good sleep; it's not a big deal."

"Are you sure? If there are any problems along the way, we can always pause."

"Trazyn is right, Mr. Han. Although we have always longed for the revival of our people, your safety has always been the most important thing."

"Don't be nervous, Stormlord, I know what I'm doing."

Trazyn nodded and called Jia over, who was making final adjustments.

He then gathered half the population of the entire Solemnace Tomb World.

In fact, ever since Trazyn Resurrection, he has used his authority to forcibly awaken half of his people.

He has no idea how many people have asked him what an apple tastes like during this time.

"My compatriots! My compatriots who Necrontyr!"

"Today, we Necrontyr has descended upon the territory of his faithful ally."

"Han Mingxuan, the Father of Night, has arrived in Solemnace. He will bring new life to my people!"

After Trazyn finished speaking, all the Necrons made the same movement.

That was an ancient ritual of their tribe, a ritual performed only when a newborn is born into a family.

All the Necrons had their eyes lowered, their movements perfectly synchronized, revealing a sense of piety.

Orikan stepped forward, holding his cane. His clothes, which would normally appear somewhat mysterious and eccentric, now seemed sacred.

"Eguzkiarekiko zineman, zerua guztiko izarrekiko zineman, heldu zaitez, gure senideak!"

(By the Stars, by the cosmos, awaken, our kin!)

This was a phrase Han Mingxuan couldn't understand; it was a ritual prayer known only to some ancient Necrontyr.

Then Jia walked up to Han Mingxuan and brought him a basin of water.

Seeing this scene, Han Mingxuan himself was also moved by what he saw.

Finally, he took out the pen and wet it with water.

"May your soul return."

These four characters were written in mid-air, and then something strange happened.

Water droplets condensed in mid-air, forming these four characters.

At the same time, these four characters began to change continuously, eventually revealing a golden radiance.

Then, the lettering disappeared, and golden light enveloped the entire Tomb World. Under the golden light, the black curse was dissolved.

Golden light transformed into raindrops, falling upon all the bodies.

It's done.

After saying those two words, Han Mingxuan felt a little dazed.

Just as he was about to fall, Trazyn appeared behind him instantly and caught him on the shoulder.

"You've worked hard, my brother."