Deception

As soon as Tzeentch finished speaking, a bright light burst forth from Han Mingxuan's body, and then Han Mingxuan himself disappeared.

By the time they came to their senses, their hearts were as cold as ashes.

"Where's Old Han? What have you done this time?"

"I don't know either, my friend, this wasn't part of the plan."

Upon hearing this, Malcador collapsed to the ground, completely losing his composure.

"The Imperium of Man is finished."

"No, no, there's still a chance!"

"Opportunity? Chaos Gods, tell me, what kind of opportunity is there? Old Han vanished without a trace, not even a hair on his head!"

"This is what you call a plan?"

"No, our plan hasn't even started yet, we..."

"Enough!" the Emperor said. "The most urgent task now is to stabilize the situation."

"How can we stabilize the situation? Tell me how we can stabilize the situation?"

As Han Mingxuan disappeared from their sight, Malcador knew that the situation was definitely not going to stay stable.

"It was publicly stated that due to Old Han's unique fate and the integration of body modification technology from the Dark Age of Technology, his awakening would take a very long time."

"You want to deceive them?"

"This is the only option for now; we need to buy ourselves time by delaying."

"But what's the use? Neoth, tell me, what's the use?"

Where is Old Han? Can you find him?!

Looking at Malcador, who was trembling all over, the Emperor could only grit his teeth and admit it.

I will find him, I definitely will.

Just as they were about to proceed with their next plan, Tzeentch suddenly disappeared as well.

"Ha, ha ha, Neoth, look at the kind of people you've chosen!!"

"Let's do as we just discussed. Right now, no one else should know about this."

"Go and carry it out, Neoth. I have some other things to take care of."

Watching Malcador leave like that, the Emperor suddenly understood what it meant to be abandoned by everyone.

However, Malcador's departure was not because he abandoned the Emperor, but because he wanted to make amends.

Now he finally understood why Han Mingxuan had left those things for him.

"Old Han, did you foresee your current fate all along?"

Malcador rushed back to his residence and took out the Evernight Secret Edict that Han Mingxuan had once given him.

"Hopefully, Neoth's plan can be delayed a little longer."

Looking at the heavy objects in his hands, Malcador could only pray that everything would go smoothly; otherwise, even with the Evernight Secret Edict, it would only prolong the Imperium's lifespan for a few more years.

The Warp layer at the same time.

Han Mingxuan's soul and Flesh merged together once again.

Shall I take you there now?

"No rush, let's send Tzeentch over first and let him have some fun."

Um?

Even the Will of Earth was somewhat taken aback by Han Mingxuan's words.

"Are you sure you want to send that cunning brat over there first?"

"Just like Tzeentch said, this is part of the plan, isn't it?"

His original plan was for him to go with Tzeentch.

But now Han Mingxuan has changed his mind; the plan has changed, and he intends to let Tzeentch play something more exciting first.

Things are bound to get very interesting when two Tzeentch appear in the same universe.

"No problem, so what are your plans now?"

Hearing the Will of Earth ask this question, Han Mingxuan's eyes lit up. To be honest, he did have a plan.

"Um... could you let me go back for a while first?"

"Go back? Your soul hasn't been dug out yet, Xiao Han, what's the point of going back now?"

"Listen to me, it's just that these past ten years in Warhammer have been too tough, and I really want to relax."

Seeing Han Mingxuan's awkward and somewhat uneasy expression, the Will of Earth laughed.

"I'll grant your request since you've been slacking off, but considering how hard you've worked over the past decade, I'll let you have it."

"Let me know when you plan to come back."

Alright, praise to the great Mother Earth!

"You're so unreliable, get lost."

After saying this, Han Mingxuan disappeared into the lower level of the Warp. When he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar rooftop—his rented room.

"Phew! At least I'm back for now."

I turned on my computer and checked the date—goodness, less than a week had passed.

Luckily it's Holiday, otherwise, if I had disappeared for a whole week without explanation, someone would definitely have called the police.

Immediately after Han Mingxuan returned, he showed his face to acquaintances and chatted with neighbors, saying that he had been traveling for a while and was now resting before planning to travel to other places.

In this way, it will not arouse suspicion from others.

After finishing his intelligence work at the neighborhood intelligence office, Han Mingxuan returned to his rented apartment and turned on his computer.

He originally wanted to play a couple of games, but after turning on his computer, he found a video clip waiting to be played on his desktop.

Open that video clip, and you'll hear the voice of Will of Earth.

"Xiao Han, even though you're back on vacation, there are some things you still need to know. This video records what happened in these two worlds while you were away; it's like a live broadcast."

"Understood, I'll be careful."

In the Warhammer World, the Will of Earth had already made plans. Now that Han Mingxuan was gone, she could finally relax and get some rest.

But no sooner had this thought crossed her mind than she felt someone calling to her.

"Oh, Xiao Huang, now you're getting anxious."

"I'll cure your gambling habit today."

The Will of Earth did not respond to the Emperor's call, while the Emperor increased his investment time and time again. Now he has no choice but to gamble everything.

From the moment Han Mingxuan disappeared without a trace, he knew that the Will of Earth must have intervened.

Moreover, after Tzeentch disappeared, the Emperor became even more certain of his conjecture.

Only that being could make Tzeentch disappear into thin air; there are no records of such a thing in the Warp.

Meanwhile, the other three gods in the Warp sensed the change in the world the moment Tzeentch disappeared.

Despair.

Or rather, the desired position has become available.

Although hope was replaced by a false conspiracy before this, it still represented a struggle between some hope and the original Despair.

But now, even that last glimmer of false hope has vanished from the entire Warp.

"Tzeentch, what exactly did you do?"

Khorne knew very well that this must be related to Tzeentch, and just now, he could no longer sense Tzeentch's presence.

In Garden of Nurgle, Nurgle held the Red Spider Lily, his expression somber.

"So this is how a fate destined for Despair comes about? Even hope has vanished; truly, Despair is inevitable."