Hurricane Battle Soul

Barbarus's oldest religion is that of the plague god, the Grandfather Nurgle.

He never expected that the green fat man, who looked like shit, still hadn't given up on Mortarion to this day.

No wonder this guy is the quietest of the Chaos Gods.

It seems living a long life really makes a difference; he's a cunning old fox.

Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise Typhon would have sold out the entire XIV Legion.

"Xiao Mo."

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

"You are a good father to your Scions."

Um?

Mortarion didn't react at first.

"Uncle, why did you suddenly bring this up?"

"Sigh, I suddenly thought of something. You know, I'm almost thirty-five. People tend to lose focus and become a bit sentimental as they get older."

In reality, Han Mingxuan was thinking about what Mortarion had suffered in his original destiny.

As the XIV Legion, their Homeworld and their Gene-seed determine one of their characteristics.

Resilient.

Whether in terms of will or mentality.

Their physical abilities, in particular, are truly exceptional.

But even someone as powerful as Mortarion ultimately couldn't stand by and watch his Scions be corrupted by the plague.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to give in.

Even during the Plague Wars, when the Huangpizi Guilliman was in charge, if Nurgle hadn't intervened and captured Xiao Mo, he probably would have already joined the Legion of the Damned.

It's no exaggeration to say that Mortarion was truly a pity.

As for Curze...

It's a long story, because Curze has gone mad.

"Your Numerology is correct, Xiao Mo. What are your plans next?"

Upon hearing this, Mortarion fell silent.

"I... I don't know, Uncle. After all, he's Typhon. Maybe there's still a chance for things to turn around. After all, things will get better, won't they?"

Hehehe.

"Then leave him to me."

"Uncle, what... do you plan to do?"

I'm planning to play a game with him.

"Playing games?"

"Yes, the game is called Hurricane Battle Soul."

Hurricane Battle Soul?

I have heard of it; it seems to be some kind of toy from Nostramo, something like a spinning top.

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Uncle."

"You're too kind. Then let Typhon see me alone."

"OK."

Soon, Mortarion led the two to a secret chamber on the Flagship.

"Typhon."

"I am, Father of Night."

Bang!

As soon as Typhon finished answering, Han Mingxuan went up and Typhon him around in the air for seven minutes before stopping.

Typhon, who had just been hit, was initially furious, but then he lost consciousness.

When he landed, all he felt was fear.

"Speak, Typhon, tell me everything about you, down to the smallest detail."

"What did I say, Father of Night?"

Bang!

Seven more minutes passed.

Will you tell or not?

"I..."

Bang! Bang!

Typhon started working non-stop.

Will you tell or not?

"I... I'll tell you, sir, I'll tell you everything."

"Let's begin," Han Mingxuan said calmly.

You didn't ask.

Huh?

"Xiao Mo, didn't I ask?"

Mortarion didn't speak, because he was completely dumbfounded.

He knew his Uncle had Psychic Power.

On his way to Nuceria, after hearing Han Mingxuan recount the truth, Mortarion accepted the fact that his Uncle possessed Psychic Power.

But he never expected that his Uncle would be so powerful!

With one slap, Typhon just kept spinning around there.

At first, he didn't understand what "Hurricane Battle Soul" meant.

Now he understands.

This is treating Typhon like a spinning top!

"Xiao Mo?"

"Ah, I'm here, Uncle."

Didn't I ask him a question just now?

"It seems... there isn't."

Hearing Mortarion say that, Han Mingxuan frowned.

Bang!

Typhon has restarted.

No?

What's going on here?

"Knowing that I'm middle-aged and my condition is declining, you still dare to make fun of me. I didn't ask, but didn't I tell you to say it?"

Why don't you say so?

Hmm... that makes so much sense!

There wasn't a single word to refute it.

As for Typhon?

Great, Grandfather, please save me! I wouldn't even dare to say something like that if I were looking for trouble!

Then Typhon started spinning again.

"Go ahead and tell me everything you've ever known, everything you know now, and everything you'll know in the future. That will make you feel better."

You need to state at least three truths.

"I... I am a Psyker, and my Psychic Power is extremely strong!"

"Anything else?"

I hate Mortarion!

Mortarion was a little confused by Typhon's words. They were clearly on good terms, so why would Typhon hate him?

Please elaborate.

"He's a hypocrite, just like his father, the Emperor. He spouts nonsense about Numerology and fortune-telling, but isn't it all just Psychic Power Prophecy?"

"His father refused to acknowledge the existence of the Warp and its Gods of the Warp, and he refused to acknowledge his own Psychic Powers. Can one say they are truly father and son? How alike they are!"

"Anything else?"

"That bastard Mortarion, he betrayed our Grandfather!"

"As Scions of Barbarus, the belief in Grandfather has existed since ancient times, but what about him?"

Hearing Typhon's words, Han Mingxuan felt it was necessary to humanely destroy him now.

Khorne, he didn't bring the War God Weapon that Khorne had given him.

Otherwise, we'll just cut this guy's head off right now.

"So, you still believe in Warp God to this day?"

"At least my Grandfather tolerated everything about me, unlike him, who said one thing to my face and another behind my back!"

What a delightful father-son gathering!

"Xiao Mo."

"I'm here, Uncle."

"Please step out for a moment. I need to have a proper talk with your trusted general."

"But..."

"Let's go out first."

"Yes, Uncle."

After Mortarion left, Han Mingxuan immediately sealed off the space-time continuum here.

It has to be said, the technology of the Necrons is incredibly useful.

"Now, let's talk about something real."

"Tell me, what does Nurgle want you to do?"

My Grandfather never asked me to do anything; he never demanded anything from me.

Hehe.

"If you won't tell me, then you can die now, and I'll go ask Nurgle myself."

"It is my honor to dedicate myself to my Grandfather!"

They're really stubborn.

"Nurgle, come out here, we need to talk!"

"Ha, Han Mingxuan, who do you think you are? A great and Grandfather, not someone you can summon and dismiss at will!"

"Mr. Han, this is the first time you've taken the initiative to contact me."

???

What's going on?

He just said that his Grandfather wouldn't come on his own, so why is he here now?

"Sir, let's not involve children in our adult matters."

"But by letting such a traitor stay by my nephew's side, it's obvious he's going to harm him. You haven't let him go yet."

"No, no, sir, I'm keeping this child here solely for your sake."