Preparations

"I don't know. I can't sense his presence right now, but the Dead Hand System shows that his soul is stable."

"But one thing is absolutely certain: Old Han is not in this world, and only the Emperor himself knows the answer to all of this."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's march our troops to Terra!"

"Curze, you're confused."

"What now? If anything happens to my Dad, I'll blow Terra to smithereens."

"Listen carefully to what I just said. What I mean is that Old Han is no longer in this world, but his soul is stable, which means he is still alive."

It was precisely because the Dead Hand System confirmed to Trazyn that Han Mingxuan's soul was still intact that he was now willing to discuss these things with Curze.

"Curze, that's why I asked you to bring back as many troops as possible without affecting the combat mission."

Han Mingxuan's whereabouts are unknown, and the claim that he is no longer in this world cannot be confirmed; his fate is currently uncertain.

Given Han Mingxuan's unique circumstances, the higher-ups of the Necrontyr remained relatively optimistic about Han Mingxuan survival.

The Silent King's arrangements were all for the worst-case scenario, and Jia's only task was to prevent Curze from crossing the line from the start.

If the entire Eighth Legion had been withdrawn from the front lines of the Great Crusade from the very beginning, then there would have been no doubt that the charge of Horus Heresy would have been established.

However, without affecting the combat mission, all available troops were mobilized, in addition to the conscription already being prepared within Nostramo.

The Eighth Legion would then be beyond suspicion.

"The Silent King has ordered Urtana to replace Futia in her position. Once you return, recruitment will begin immediately."

"The Council of the Long Night!"

"Exist!"

"Recruit soldiers! Recruit as many soldiers as possible!"

"Yes!"

After saying this, Curze didn't linger; he left Nostramo as quickly as possible.

"Night Haunter, prepare for action."

"Good."

First, he went to see Perturabo.

Fourth Brother.

"Curze, what brings you here?"

"To make a long story short, my Dad is in trouble, and it's related to the Emperor."

How many people do you need?

"Transfer as many as you can, but before that, don't let anyone know the Legion's movements."

"Okay, I'll prepare right away. Also, I'll have Olympia start recruiting."

"Fourth Brother, thank you very much."

"We don't talk about these things with close brothers. Let me know when the time comes."

"Good."

The Night Haunter made no attempt to disguise himself and went directly to see Mortarion.

"Curze, what brings you here?"

"To make a long story short, something has happened to Father, and it's related to the Emperor. The Eighth Legion needs as much strength as possible."

How to do it?

"Mobilize the Legions, await news, and do not let anyone suspect anything."

"Okay, I'll be ready."

After the Night Haunter finished speaking, he left the Endurance. At that moment, Mortarion looked in the direction that Curze had left.

I don't know why, but I felt that Curze acting strange today.

After contacting the two brothers, Curze immediately went to find Corax and Alpharius.

"Corax, A Fa, it's urgent."

"What's up?"

"I want your men to go to the Throne Room and check on Dad's condition."

"Has something happened to Uncle?"

Curze didn't speak, he just nodded.

"I'll go myself." Alpharius had barely finished speaking when he vanished.

"I will also send people over there."

Curze nodded and turned to leave.

"Eight Brother."

"How?"

Don't do anything foolish.

"No, Corvus."

"What I mean is, remember to call me."

"Wait for my message, Corax."

After Curze left, Corax immediately began mobilizing his Legions.

This appears to be a normal operational deployment; however, in special circumstances...

All Legion members can react in the shortest possible time.

Meanwhile, Alpharius spread the news to the Fifteenth and Seventeenth Legions on his way to Terra.

Alpharius was well aware of the internal workings of both Legions.

Their approval and loyalty to their Uncle are beyond question.

Furthermore, it is inferred that there are some unspeakable secrets between these two Legions and the Uncle.

As soon as Curze arrived at the Thousand Sons' base, he saw Lorgar there as well.

"How did you two end up together?"

"A Fa just messaged me, is it true?"

"Yes."

What are you planning to do?

"I'll secretly mobilize troops. Once I've gathered enough men, I'll go to Terra. Wait for my news."

"You can't enter Terra with your personal guard; the Evernight Legion's influence is too great."

"Xiao Ma, I have my own way of doing things, don't worry about it."

"Okay, we'll wait for your message."

At the same time, Macragge.

The Night Haunter arrived here and met Lady Euten.

"Aunt Euten, it's been a long time."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Curze."

No, you are not him.

"I am Konrad Curze, how could I be wrong?"

"Haha, you are indeed Curze, but you are not the Curze I know, which is precisely what I find strange."

The Night Haunter paused for a moment, then finally bowed to Lady Euten.

"You remain wise, madam."

"So where are you from, and what do you want with me?"

"Where I come from doesn't matter; no matter what, I am my father's son."

"I've come to you today hoping you can persuade Roboute."

"What do you want him to do? Betray the Imperium?"

"No, it's not betrayal, it's observation."

Is there a difference?

"Of course there is. We don't want bloodshed either; we just want justice."

What exactly happened?

"Father... Father has disappeared. We don't know where he is, we only know that his soul remains."

Lady Euten stared at Curze for a long time. "What are your plans?"

"Finding my father, that's all."

"I'll pretend you were never here today. Although I also want to say that Mr. Han wouldn't want to see you like this, as a parent, there are some things I can't say. You can leave now."

Thank you for your understanding.

"Keep an eye on Roboute, don't let him do anything foolish."

"I will."

Meanwhile, shortly after Curze left, Mortarion took the initiative to contact Angron.

"Oh, it's Mortarion. What brings you here?"

"Long time no see, Angron."

Something happened?

Almost the instant Mortarion spoke, Angron made his judgment.

"You're still so perceptive."

"You know, brother, my sensitivity to emotions is an innate talent."

"I can feel your sadness and pain, and your volcanic anger."

"It's about my Uncle."

"Something went wrong with the Rejuvenat Treatment?"

The moment Mortarion mentioned anything about Han Mingxuan, Angron guessed it.

The only thing related to my Uncle recently was the Rejuvenat Treatment.

"Yes, and it's a big deal."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Aren't you going to ask for specific details?"

"My Uncle saved me and my Legion; my life belongs to him."