Wait Obediently for Death

Hiss...

Is that correct?

Is this still Khorne?

"Don't look at me like that, sir. I'm a devoted reader of Lunyu and the Art of War."

"Besides, war requires brains."

Um?

"Haha! Looks like my stereotypes are too deep-rooted."

"Thank you, God of War."

"You're welcome, let me see you out."

Finally Khorne sent Han Mingxuan to Garden of Nurgle.

"Please continue your conversation, I'll be leaving now."

"He's changed a lot," the fat old man said with a chuckle.

"Change is a good thing."

"These are Sinleech's lines."

"Looks like you, my Grandfather, understand my sense of humor."

Han Mingxuan took out the letter as he spoke.

"Sir, please come with me."

The two arrived at the Garden of Nurgle where they had met before, where the Goddess of Life had already prepared tea.

The letter was placed on the table, but Nurgle did not open it.

"Aren't you going to open it and take a look?"

"No need. According to the original trajectory of fate, the true nature of the Accursed has already begun to emerge. Even without looking, it's clear that this is his plan, a plan to sacrifice you."

See, living a long life does have its advantages.

What I'm more interested in is your plan.

"My plan?"

"Yes, without a doubt, you are wise and Farsight, so I'd like to know more about your plans."

"Oh, Grandfather, your mind still works so fast!"

"Haha, Father of Night is joking. Elders live longer and can always make judgments based on their own experience."

After circling the Warp twice, Nurgle was the first being to ask him for details of the plan.

The other two weren't mentioned, perhaps because they didn't want to, or perhaps because they were unwilling.

"Do you remember what you said? That the universe would inevitably face Despair."

"I will make your Prophecy come true."

Is there no other way?

"There's nothing we can do, those Huangpizi just too good at causing trouble, it's inevitable."

Nurgle opened the letter and read it for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh.

"Oh, damned fate."

"Don't worry, there's always a way. After all, things will get better after they've hit rock bottom."

"That's true. I'll be prepared, and I wish you all the best with your plans, sir."

"Alright, as long as you have some advance preparation, I'm relieved. See you later."

"Good."

As he spoke, Nurgle got up to see Han Mingxuan off, handing him a Staff as he did so.

"This is?"

"This Staff, which represents a portion of my authority, I hope will be of use to your plans."

"Thanks, I need to prepare that too. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Han Mingxuan left the Nurgle's Garden and was about to leave the Warp, a two-headed birdman appeared before him.

"Sir, the master requests your presence."

"Kairos, doesn't your master know that I dislike him?"

"Sir, please proceed."

Oh.

Han Mingxuan had no interest whatsoever, so he simply let Kairos play Hurricane Battle Soul on the side.

But Han Mingxuan never expected that Kairos would be spun around by his whip, and then Tzeentch would come in person.

"Sir, why be so rude?"

"What, you want to have a go at me?"

"No, no, sir, we are all scholars, so I hope to resolve this using the methods of scholars."

"Oh?"

"We can talk."

I do not make deals with Chaos Gods.

"Haha, sir, don't be ridiculous. Haven't you made plenty of deals with the Warp?"

"Heh, alright, you're one of the four Warp Four Gods, I'll give you face."

Upon arriving at Maze of Tzeentch, Han Mingxuan did not speak first; he waited.

When talking to a master of intrigue like Tzeentch, you only have a chance if he speaks first.

Of course, even if it's a test of patience, he's not afraid. At worst, he can just let the other person spin around, and the final result will be the same.

And so, the two sat there in silence for a long time.

Han Mingxuan admitted that as a Mortals, trying to outlast this Chaos Gods in a test of patience was indeed like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.

So he decided to use a less-than-wise method.

Snap!

The slap brought back that distant memory for the Warp God.

"Sir, isn't what you're doing incredibly rude?!"

"Heh, I wasn't planning on looking for you in the first place. You came here on your own. You think you can play those 'staying up all night' tricks with me? Go wash up and go to bed."

As he spoke, Han Mingxuan prepared to get up and leave.

"Wait, you know about his plan too, don't you? Are you really willing to watch the entire universe fall into Despair?"

Of course I could bear to.

The Warhammer universe is a cesspool of Despair; Despair sooner or later makes no difference.

"You... fine, you win. We're not talking about a deal, we're talking about cooperation!"

"I can bring a glimmer of hope back into the future, but you must give me the authority you hold over yourself!"

Oh.

"You mean all the authority and power I've accumulated? I've handed it over to Slaanesh."

"What?! Why would you entrust the Authority of Hope to that Premature One?!"

"I still exist, I am still the God of Miracles in this universe!"

"You? Don't be ridiculous. You've shattered your own authority, and you don't even have the courage to face death. Ha! Why should I give it to you?"

"I am the God of Hope, and all the authority you possess should rightfully belong to me! To me!"

"Hmph! Still so timid and hesitant even now? You think you can have your cake and eat it too? Dream on!"

"No! You can't do this! I am the God of Hope! I am!"

"Heh heh, then please, you great God of Hope, obediently await your death."

At this moment, the most cunning of the Chaos Gods panicked completely.

His original idea was to threaten the entire universe with his own death and the Despair of the entire universe.

Then, he could use this opportunity to obtain the Positive Authority that Han Mingxuan had collected, thereby completing his own efforts.

But to his utter surprise, Han Mingxuan had an even more ingenious plan.

He directly handed over all his Positive Authority to Slaanesh.

In this way, the fate of this world will be accelerated, and accelerated to an extreme degree.

As we all know, Slaanesh is the strongest being in the future, and Han Mingxuan's actions are undoubtedly aimed at bringing that future into the present.

In this way, all of Tzeentch's threats will vanish.

His death is inevitable, but because Slaanesh has merged with the Positive Authority, bringing the future into the present, even if he dies, Despair will not completely engulf the world.

Moreover, the hope born from the foundation of the strongest Slaanesh of the future is an even more resilient existence.

As for his Tzeentch?

They will only become a speck of dust in the course of this world's destiny.

Not even ashes will remain.

Han Mingxuan really wanted him dead!

"No, you can't do that! You can't!"

"Heh, look at yourself now. You don't resemble a Warp God at all; you're more like an incompetent husband."

Enjoy your remaining days.

"Mr. Han, I... I beg you, please show me the way."

Um?!

Tzeentch slid to his knees?

There's a conspiracy!