Embers of Hope (1)

The Imperium of Man is now thriving.

Imperial Truths spread to every world, and science and reason became the mainstream.

Of course, besides Imperial Truth, the Evernight Code became the most universal Law in the entire Imperium of Man.

In a system of science and rationality, fairness and reason are indispensable foundational elements.

Whether in the Industrial World or the Agri World, everyone can feel the change.

Life is getting better.

Of course, this isn't just about lifestyle and ideology; the most tangible example is the Imperium's superhuman soldiers.

Some Space Marines who previously had a bad reputation have now changed their attitudes toward civilians and other factions of the Imperium.

Everyone knows that this is the work of the Father of Night; they don't know how he did it, but he did it nonetheless.

Nostramo, the Sleepless Night Tavern.

"Oll Persson, I've come to find you."

"Dear Mr. Han, what can I do for you?"

"I want you to go and persuade the Emperor; he should get down to business."

It's been almost half a year since the Emperor and Malcador started their vacation. Horus called me a while ago and cried about it. It's really tough.

However, Han Mingxuan thought about it and it made sense. Apart from the Emperor and Malcador, only Guilliman could handle the Adeptus Administratum.

"Sir, as you know, I don't want to see him unless absolutely necessary."

"Old Warmaster, your words carry the most weight at times like these."

"There's nothing wrong with wanting me to see him, sir, but I'd like to know who your choice for Warmaster is."

"You'll find out then. Right now, I only have three Legions left to go to. Once my Legion survey is finished, I'll immediately organize the purge of the Orks."

Now, only the Fifth, Sixth, and Ninth Legions remain uninvolved.

Once the Legion's investigation is complete, Han Mingxuan will plunge the entire galaxy into war.

Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts.

First.

They scattered the ash from the Tau who were still fish) to fertilize the fields, leaving only the Aeldari and Orks.

"Sir, are you finally going to stir up trouble?"

Han Mingxuan's arrival in this world has brought about changes that are evident to all, but these changes are subtle, non-violent, and non-confrontational.

Because from the very beginning until now, from Nostramo's return to the Imperium until now.

For nearly ten years, Han Mingxuan has been educating and guiding the Primarch.

He did not join the military system.

But now that Han Mingxuan has said this, it means he's about to get involved in the war.

Intervening in Imperium wars would undoubtedly have a huge impact on the entire world.

"This isn't exactly causing a stir; it's just that the plan has progressed to this point, and it's time for me to take over from here on out."

"Yes, sir, I will go see him."

Han Mingxuan nodded and then returned home.

Oll Persson then headed to the Beach.

"Urtana."

"I'm here, sir."

"Let's begin."

"I can't do that, sir."

"You must do this, Urtana."

"The Necrons are not worth your effort."

Urtana's golden eyes stared at Han Mingxuan, as if she wanted to etch the middle-aged man's image and soul into her mind.

The refined and cultured middle-aged man before them brought hope—unparalleled hope—to the entire Necrons.

"Either you do as I say, or I'll find someone more obedient."

"Sir, you taught your students to always be skeptical of everything."

"At this moment, I also have to question you: was it worth it?"

"Those Necrontyr are my allies; this is a necessary sacrifice."

"I've already said, Mr. Han, you've done enough for those Necrontyr. Some things are best left unsaid!"

Urtana had never discussed anything with Han Mingxuan so seriously, for which she was willing to put the entire Necrontyr on the opposite side.

Mr. Han.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, the Silent King appeared. He had been following Han Mingxuan from the beginning, and his appearance at this moment was solely to resolve the current impasse.

"Szarekh, you were there too, you should know that the future Prophecy by that most ancient Warp God was absolutely going to happen."

"Sir, just like you told me, at worst we can fight another War in Heaven!"

"I'd rather the entire Milky Way Galaxy burn to the ground than allow any mishap to occur to you."

Upon hearing Szarekh's words, Han Mingxuan fell silent, but his silence didn't last long.

"Szarekh, I did say that, but that was a last resort during a time of Despair for the entire universe."

This plunges the universe into Despair, directly initiating the Third War in Heaven.

Life was ravaged, and everything was reduced to scorched earth.

By relying on the power of Nurgle and Mortarion, and combining with that Red Spider Lily.

It allows all life and souls in the universe to enter a cycle of reincarnation, but that is a truly Despair cycle of reincarnation.

That's the worst possible strategy.

"Ever since I heard Nurgle's Prophecy, I've had a vague feeling that I'm going to die."

"Therefore, I've been trying to find a way, a way that's not so dark, not so Despair."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Don't get agitated, Szarekh. There are some things I need to tell you now."

"Do you remember what Nurgle told me back then? The Embers of Hope."

Embers of Hope?

"Sir, let's stop with the nonsense, Imotekh!"

"Exist!"

"Sweep Warp!"

"Yes!"

"Enough!"

This was the first time Han Mingxuan had ever lost his temper with Necrons, or rather, he was a little annoyed.

Han Mingxuan had a premonition that his death was related to the Emperor's plan.

However, he couldn't reveal this matter, given that the Imperium of Man was now thriving.

It would be a bad thing if this led to the Necrons becoming enemies with humanity.

Humanity deserves a brighter future, not a life of limb like in the Original Canon.

"Urtana, go and get the things."

"..."

"Kamon!"

"Exist."

"Do as I say."

"This is."

Soon, an exquisitely crafted silver-gray Staff was brought out.

"Gentlemen..."

"The Embers of Hope need a vessel, not just a physical one, but also a vessel of belief."

"At this moment, only the Necrons in the entire universe possess such immense hope and belief."

"Therefore, I entrust the last hope in this world to you. If I die, do not let Despair come too quickly."

As he spoke, Han Mingxuan took out a small bottle, only the size of a thumb.

It contained some red liquid.

That's blood.

It is Han Mingxuan's life's blood.

Then, he searched in his inner pocket and finally got what he wanted.

A small pinch of ash.

This is the Embers of Hope.

The last hope of this universe.