The Spell

"You Warp bugs, always so hypocritical. If you had just said you wanted to fight, I wouldn't have had so much of a mental burden."

"Hypocritical?"

Do you mean your father?

Upon hearing the Daemon's words, Fulgrim's movements remained unchanged; on the contrary, they became even more swift and fierce.

Even though he was only holding two steel pipes, at this moment, they exerted unparalleled power.

"You don't need to remind the Emperor of his hypocrisy, but you also can't criticize Emperor greatness!"

"Prepare to die!"

Although he didn't stop arguing with the other party verbally, Fulgrim's hands moved even faster.

"Now you are glorious warriors of the Imperium, but what about the future? Aren't you afraid of following in the footsteps of those people?"

"Enough with the nonsense! The Imperium of Man belongs to Imperium. If, as a human being, I can sacrifice myself for my Imperium, that would be my greatest honor!"

Those who are betrayed and killed have no honor!

"Many have died nameless, and so have I!"

"Stubborn fool! Today I will rip out your soul and offer it to my master!"

Hearing this, Fulgrim was not surprised at all, after all, what he had just seen in the Temple had already given him a heads-up.

However, he knew very well that this strange thing opposite him would be locked in a stalemate for a long time, which was not the result he wanted; he had to finish the battle quickly.

However, his opponent clearly guessed his thoughts and began to engage in a fierce struggle with him, occasionally grappling with him.

"As the Primarch of the Imperium, you are indeed very strong, especially your swordsmanship, which has reached a state of perfection, making you incomparably powerful."

"But you can't defeat me here!"

"Ha, what an arrogant and conceited thing."

A new round of fierce fighting began. The steel pipe in Fulgrim's hands was gradually deformed by the blows. In the final struggle, a dangerous sneer appeared on Fulgrim's lips.

You've been tricked.

Hello, M****F****!

Boom!

The eye that was originally covered by the black eyepatch suddenly burst out with intense golden light.

The golden beam of light instantly incinerated the opponent into ashes.

"No!!"

Looking at the Daemon that had vanished without a trace, Fulgrim couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Nostramo truly taught valuable lessons; one really needs to be more flexible in life.

After he defeated the monster in front of him, the dream did not fade away, and everything returned to normal.

At this moment, in Han Mingxuan's study, Slaanesh's expression was quite interesting, like she had just eaten a cockroach.

For Slaanesh, Fulgrim's performance was indeed beyond her expectations.

But this was quite unexpected.

In her original imagination, her trials and guidance of the Phoenix would be an educational experience worthy of being recorded in history.

That will be an epic, poignant, and tragic trial.

But how did Fulgrim do it?

In his dream, he took two large steel pipes and used them to pierce through the dream.

The key issue is that he lacks martial ethics.

Even though the duel had already begun, Fulgrim suddenly launched a sneak attack, uttering a spell that sounded like a curse.

Slaanesh was unwilling, extremely unwilling, because in her plan, the whole process shouldn't have turned out this way.

But the truth is that the awakening of the Lesser Warp Gods is the will of the Empyrean.

If Lesser God can overcome what he values most, he will receive the reward of the Empyrean, and his true nature will awaken.

But to see that Fulgrim now receives the Empyrean's reward in such a vulgar way...

Slaanesh thought it would be better to kill him and let him fall into depravity.

In her mind, the Primarch of Imperium Third Legion should have been the most perfect and elegant.

But what has become of this Primarch?

Is this Primarch elegant? He certainly appears elegant.

But besides elegance, there's something else about it that Slaanesh can't ignore.

That's banditry.

Yes, even Slaanesh himself didn't know when this Third Legion Primarch had picked up bandit habits.

At first, things were fine, but after Fulgrim put on that Eyepatch, Slaanesh knew that the Phoenix in her heart was dead.

"Alright Slaanesh, I've already said that your trials and guidance of Fulgrim are meaningless; his mindset has changed."

"Sir, I know this was at your behest, but isn't your approach to his education a bit too harsh?"

If it were anyone else, Slaanesh's first action would be to place the other person's soul in a lamp and burn it endlessly for hundreds of thousands of years.

Then talk to the other party about the issue of aesthetic education.

How can Phoenix be corrupted if she's taught to be so vulgar?

With such crude teaching methods, the epic and moving torment and awakening she had planned were completely absent.

A perfectly good play was turned into street gossip because the teaching was too rough.

"Fulgrim is already brilliant enough; he doesn't need any more frivolous things. What he needs is to experience things firsthand. Now it's clear that my education has been a success."

"You should know very well that Fulgrim started out as a worker. It's not uncommon for him to break through a dream with two steel pipes, or even two Bricks."

"But... sir..."

"If you dare to act cute in front of me, I'll make you fly."

While Slaanesh was indeed improving, he still couldn't accept Slaanesh's affected manner in front of him.

"I'm just not reconciled, sir. Of all the Lesser Gods, Fulgrim's Warp Essence is the most elegant and magnificent, but look at him now, in what way is he magnificent?"

Han Mingxuan smiled and shook his head at this.

"Aren't you in charge of emotions? You can sense his emotional fluctuations and what's hidden in his heart."

"After reading this, I think you won't feel uncomfortable about his awakening of the Warp Essence."

Upon hearing this, Slaanesh did not hesitate and immediately began to interfere with Fulgrim's deep consciousness.

But Slaanesh only glanced at her, and she was no longer bothered.

Hope resided within Fulgrim.

Yes, it is hope, and the same source Power of Hope that Mr. Han possesses.

"Sir, if this were in the past, you would definitely be the most terrifying existence."

Han Mingxuan actually planted hope, this elusive and intangible thing, as a seed in Fulgrim's heart.

This is education, and also a redemption from fate; the latter is the most terrifying.

If she hadn't yet accepted Positive Authority, Fulgrim would definitely have been number one on her kill list.

So, are you still going to try to stop me now?

"You win, sir."

"I said from the beginning that after you put him through a series of tests, you'll be the one who regrets it."

That's absolutely true. Seeing such a vulgar side of Fulgrim, even though the other contained the power of hope, Slaanesh felt extremely regretful.