The Perpetuals

In fact, Malcador was fully aware of the movements of each Legion.

He is the Imperium Chancellor and the strongest Psyker in the entire Imperium besides the Emperor. His Psychic Power clones exist at many key points.

He saw many things clearly, and he could also see the reports from each Legion on the mobilization of all its mobile forces.

However, Malcador did not choose to report this information directly; he did not choose to let the Emperor know about it.

On this point, Malcador was somewhat confused.

He and the Emperor were old partners, so he naturally knew the Emperor's feelings for humanity, and he also knew that the Emperor was willing to give up everything for humanity.

But it wasn't until this time that Malcador have some doubts about the Emperor.

He couldn't help but wonder, had the Emperor really done the right thing this time?

Will the Emperor to abandon Old Han this time truly bring a brighter future to humanity?

In pursuit of a supposedly brighter future, he even made a deal with the Lord of Change, but later Old Han disappeared, and the Lord of Change also vanished without a trace.

Will the Emperor's actions this time truly lead to a better future for humanity?

Perhaps if Old Han hadn't disappeared, humanity could have a better future.

It will at least be better than it is now.

Therefore, Malcador chose to let the various Legions do as they pleased.

He also issued internal notices to various departments of the Imperium.

As long as we can ensure that there is no large-scale Xenos and Chaos invasion within the Imperium, we can pretend we didn't see anything else.

Since the Emperor has always wanted that destined process, then let him have that process.

Long after Alpharius had left, Malcador, leaning on his cane, slowly made his way to the Throne Room.

He wanted to see the Emperor; he wanted to ask if there was any progress at all.

He wanted to know more about why the Emperor made a deal with the Lord of Change, and what he was really thinking.

At the same time, Alpharius himself couldn't wait to return to Nostramo, and on his way back he told Curze what he had learned.

"Judging from the Chancellor's tone, it can be basically concluded that my Uncle has disappeared, but his fate is unknown."

"Then it seems only the Emperor knows about this."

"Talos, relay my orders!"

Just as Curze was about to mobilize all his Legions to march on Terra, Alpharius quickly stopped him.

"Don't worry, Curze, there might be others besides the Emperor who know about this."

An advance on Terra should always be the last resort, not the current option.

"Who else knows about this?"

"The Perpetual, especially the Human Mystery Cult, I just received my Uncle's order, and in the secret command he mentioned the Human Mystery Cult."

"So I think, since Uncle mentioned this organization, then this organization must know some inside information."

"Okay, be careful on your way and come back soon."

After ending the communication, Curze went to see Orikan.

"Uncle Orikan, have all the Perpetual been captured?"

"They're all here. They didn't resist much; it seems they knew I was coming to arrest them. If you have any questions, go ask them yourself."

Curze nodded, then walked to the special cell where Perpetual were imprisoned.

Once inside, he didn't immediately begin the interrogation, but instead started questioning.

"Gentlemen, you are all Perpetual. In your long lives, have you found your days easy?"

The Perpetual did not answer Curze's question; they didn't know how to begin.

With Han Mingxuan's fate still unknown, they are deeply saddened.

"Grand Inquisitor, please ask whatever you wish to ask. We will answer all your questions."

"You're a member of the Human Mystery Cult, right?"

"Yes."

"Hehehe, I didn't come to the cell to chat with you. If I want to know something, I'll ask."

"But before that, I must let you know that the reason you have been able to remain safe and sound in Nostramo until now is because of my Dad's mercy."

"Now that Dad is missing and his fate is unknown, you should all know that."

"Now Nostramo is in my hands. When facing me, your first thought should not be justice, but fear."

"I don't need your respect, I need your fear."

"Night Haunter."

With Curze's voice, the Night Haunter appeared before the crowd, and the Perpetual were utterly shocked to see two identical Grand Inquisitors.

They never expected that two identical people would appear at this moment.

"Crush their bones, then ask them slowly."

"Learn."

The cells holding the Perpetual were eerily quiet, without a single sound, except for a faint smell of blood.

A week later, Alpharius returned to Nostramo, and during that week, the Perpetual endured all the Night Haunter's methods of torture.

Their souls were shaved into human pigs.

Their bodies—no, they no longer have bodies.

They are now nothing more than a bag of minced flesh wrapped in human skin, their remaining souls and the surrounding life support devices keeping their consciousness from being extinguished.

From their appearance, they had no injuries and were dressed neatly, just as they had been at the beginning.

But only they themselves know the true extent of their suffering.

"Alright, esteemed elders of humanity, let's talk. Tell me, where did my Dad go?"

"Old Warmaster, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

At this moment, the way all the Perpetual present looked at Curze changed.

There was no longer the satisfaction of predecessors looking at their juniors, nor the arrogance of the Perpetual looking at the Primarch; all that remained was fear.

It was a fear that emanated from the depths of one's soul.

"I don't know the details of this plan; all I know is that they intend to sacrifice Mr. Han."

Swish!

A Ritual Dagger instantly killed a Human Mystery Cult member.

He won't survive.

This is a weapon that Curze specifically found to target Perpetual.

"I was against it at first, but later, the plan involved beings in the Warp, the Emperor, and Klein."

Warp?

"Yes."

"Let's put the Warp stuff aside for now and talk about Human Mystery Cults and the Emperor."

"Klein, give me a satisfactory answer."

Curze's voice was calm, but they knew that if their answers didn't satisfy the other party, there was no doubt that the other party would instill unparalleled fear in them.

"Night Haunter, do me a favor."

"What?"

"Go to the Laer System and find the Prince of Pleasure."

"The Laer System has been cleared."

"Trust me, go and find Him."

"What are you planning to do?" the Night Haunter asked seriously.

As someone who had been through it all, the last thing he wanted Curze to touch was the Warp.

"His methods of tormenting people are more professional."

Curze never intended to let these traitors end their interrogation so easily.

This is just the beginning.

"Okay, I'll go find it."