Evernight Secret Edict

"I know what's going to happen, that's why I'm here to discuss countermeasures with you."

"Discuss countermeasures? What countermeasures are you talking about? If something happens to you, not only humanity, but the entire galaxy and the Warp will be wiped out."

"No, I'm going to find him."

As he spoke, Malcador was already preparing to activate the long-range Psychic Power teleportation.

"Calm down, Old Ma, this is necessary."

"Even you, the Father of Night, have to believe in fate?"

"No, I'm merely delivering the destiny the Emperor desired into his hands."

"You..."

Malcador didn't speak, but he stopped the teleportation array's activation process.

He dropped his cane and paced anxiously to the side.

"Tell me, Old Han, what's your plan?"

"The Sigillite of Humanity, Malcador the Sigillite, my old friend, our conversation must not be revealed to anyone until the Emperor's desired destiny is fulfilled."

"I swear by the soul of the Sigillite, Great Father of Night."

Han Mingxuan found a stack of Parchment.

"Urtana."

"Gentlemen."

Urtana didn't say much; she simply handed her a dagger.

What are you planning to do?

"Find a rope for this Imperium of Man that is about to plunge into the abyss."

Han Mingxuan pierced his own palm, letting the blood drip into the water.

Strange things are happening at this moment.

The blood didn't spread; instead, it turned the entire bowl of water a deep crimson.

Immediately afterwards, Han Mingxuan wrote down four words: Evernight Secret Edict.

He wrote at a moderate pace, and within a few hours, he had finished everything.

"This part is for the Primarch; if a truly critical situation arises, give it to them."

"Good."

"This part is for the Perpetual and the Human Mystery Cult; you will give it to them then."

"Good."

"This is for the Necrons. I've already spoken to the Silent King; as long as Terra hasn't fallen, you can pretend the contents of this paper don't exist."

"Give this to him if Terra is about to fall."

"The other letter is for Trazyn; I'll give it to him immediately."

"Good."

Finally, Han Mingxuan looked at the three letters placed on the table.

"Alright, I've taken care of everything. Please keep it safe."

Where do you plan to go next?

"Go and act as a final insurance policy."

After Han Mingxuan finished speaking, he vanished without a trace.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in Warp.

Before me lay Slaanesh's demon palace.

Before the Demon Palace lies the Six Rings of Slaanesh.

"Sigh, after being harassed by Slaanesh for so long, this is the first time I've come here on my own initiative."

The moment Han Mingxuan arrived, the entire Slaanesh's Palace began to tremble, and all the Daemon and their servants rejoiced.

"Welcome, great Daemon Prince."

"Xarathi, it's been a long time."

"Yes, great sir, it's been more than ten years since we last met in Commorragh."

Where is Slaanesh?

"The master is preparing, please wait a moment."

"It's alright, let Slaanesh take her time preparing. I'll just take a look around."

It is my honor to be your guide.

Han Mingxuan nodded, then did something that horrified the Xarathi.

He walked towards the Sixth Ring Road.

"Sir! Please stop!"

"What's wrong? You want to go to Slaanesh's Palace to see Him? Isn't that standard procedure?"

"No! No, sir, you are special, you don't need to do this."

"Stop being so dramatic. You don't really think this place will affect me, do you?"

As Han Mingxuan spoke, he walked towards the first ring.

Six Rings of Slaanesh.

Greed, Gluttony, Desire, Lust for Power, Vanity, Sloth.

After passing through the Sixth Ring, you will arrive at the Temple of Pleasure, where you will meet the Prince of Pleasure in person.

Xarathi followed closely behind Han Mingxuan, afraid that something might go wrong.

But then, He witnessed the truly terrifying aspects of the Father of Night.

Wherever he went, all illusions shattered, revealing their true nature.

Xarathi wanted to know why, and after trying every possible method, he finally discovered that Han Mingxuan had a faint blue-gold glow on his body.

It remains hidden, yet it truly exists.

Moreover, Xarathi could sense that Han Mingxuan would pause noticeably every six steps.

Each step was exactly 66 centimeters, without the slightest deviation.

Finally, six minutes later, Han Mingxuan stood before the Temple of Pleasure.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Thump! Thump thump! Thump thump!"

The doors of the Temple of Pleasure slowly opened, and the instant they did, Han Mingxuan was enveloped in an indescribable scent—the most perfect perfume in the world.

He was only one door away from Slaanesh.

In other words, Slaanesh was standing behind the door the whole time.

"My sir, you've arrived." Slaanesh looked at him, her face covered by a half-mask.

"Yes, but you're a little too close to me."

"This is your first time here, so I can't help but feel a little flustered."

"Yes, now that you mention it, it's true. This is my first time here, and I hope my manners are impeccable."

Having traveled all the way from the Six Rings of Slaanesh, this was the greatest courtesy that Han Mingxuan could offer.

Slaanesh said nothing, but simply stepped aside.

"Play music!"

At Xarathi's command, a joyful rhythm resounded throughout the Palace of Slaanesh.

"It's a very cheerful tune," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

"I hope this music can soothe your emotions."

"You have very keen senses."

"This is part of my authority."

Slaanesh could sense Han Mingxuan's presence from the moment he appeared.

A light haze hung over his heart, a worry about the future, carrying with it a sense of sadness and desolation.

This was the first time she had felt such emotions from Han Mingxuan since she met Han Mingxuan.

It was magical, precious, but it caused her pain.

"Slaanesh, this is for you. Open it and take a look."

Han Mingxuan handed her a letter.

Slaanesh opened it and his eyes were filled with rage.

"Sir, you..."

"Shh, save your breath for words of advice. I've heard enough. I just hope that when the time comes, you'll retain your hard-won Positive Authority. This is important for the entire universe."

"You are the strongest god in the future, so your every move is important. Also, this is for you."

Slaanesh looked at the box; he could sense what was inside.

It was exactly the same as what Han Mingxuan had given him before; it was Positive Authority that only Han Mingxuan possessed.

"Sir, this is far too valuable."

"None of us know what Tzeentch will do, so I entrust all the Positive Authority I've gathered to you. Become the strongest as quickly as possible."

This was actually Han Mingxuan's last resort.

Once Slaanesh merges with the Authority and becomes the strongest Warp god, many problems can be solved.

Even if what awaits is Despair.

"And you, sir?"

"Me? Heh, what a person needs most is the courage to start over."

"But why me?"