Reaching the Other Side of Fate

As the entire Terra busily prepared for the impact of that illusory destiny, Han Mingxuan finally decided to set off.

Since meeting Dante at 40k last time, Han Mingxuan has stayed at home for a while.

However, he didn't stay cooped up in his rented room all the time; instead, he went on a trip to relax.

He waited until he finally felt relaxed enough before deciding to go to 40K.

"Xiao Han, are you ready to leave now?" Will of Earth asked from the side.

"Yes, these things can't be left unresolved; they need to be addressed eventually."

So how do you plan to get there now?

"Is this one selectable?"

"Of course you can choose that."

Upon hearing this, Han Mingxuan wore a hurt expression.

"Then why did you just leave me in Nostramo in the first place?"

"Because although Curze Horus Heresy, his Legion defected, not surrendered."

That explanation actually makes sense.

"Tell me, Xiao Han, where do you plan to land this time?"

"I really need to think about that."

Last time it was in Quintus Hive City, so we can't go to Necromunda this time.

It's worth noting that Necromunda is also known as Necrosanctus, similar to San Francisco in the United States.

After all, Necromunda is the most detailed character in the Warhammer lore.

Moreover, Necromunda is located in the Segmentum Solar.

Han Mingxuan didn't want to get too close to the Huangpizi.

Moreover, the 40k Huangpizi Old Cured Meat was already well-smoked and flavorful.

But no 30k Huangpizi is as easy to talk to. If he were to go and meet Huangpizi directly, Han Mingxuan felt he would immediately turn the other person into a spinning top.

At least a 30k Huangpizi is beginning to take on human form, while a 40k Huangpizi is far from being human but very close to being divine.

To ensure your liver meridian remains unobstructed, it's best to stay away from him.

However, it can't be too far.

How about this, would that work?

Share your thoughts.

"I walked over, and when I decided where I wanted to land, I landed there."

"You're trying to defy fate, huh? Oh well, whatever, we'll do as you say."

After packing his luggage, Han Mingxuan opened the door to his apartment.

But upon opening the door, instead of the outside staircase, one is confronted with a dark blue tunnel.

"Go, Xiao Han, finish this quickly and come back soon."

"Knew."

Buzz.

As the scenery before him shifted, Han Mingxuan arrived in Terra.

However, he did not arrive during the 40K era, but rather before the unification of Terra.

"Keep moving forward, Xiao Han. Tell me when you want to stop, and I'll put you down."

"Clear."

A black robe appeared on Han Mingxuan's body. He held the Staff given to him by his Grandfather and began to walk forward.

Taking that step out means a rapid loss of time and space; he was still in the midst of the Unification Wars when he took that step.

The next step for him was the completion of the unification of Terra and the imminent establishment of the Imperium of Man.

And so, Han Mingxuan, like a ghost walking through fate, journeyed from the Terra Unification Wars all the way to the Great Crusade.

He stayed there for a long time.

"Indeed, no matter which world it is, the Age of Great Crusade is an incomparably glorious era."

"For humanity that has lived through the Old Night, this is nothing short of a new Dark Age of Technology."

The Will of Earth appeared beside Han Mingxuan, "Xiao Han, do you want to stop here?"

"No, let's keep moving forward."

As Han Mingxuan spoke, he continued walking forward. He witnessed Horus's death, Fulgrim's self-destruction, and the tragedy of Isstvan.

But this time he didn't stop; he just kept walking forward.

He arrived during the Siege of Terra and looked at Dorn.

"Carrying his dying father on his back, holding the few remaining remains of Sanguinius in his arms, with the lifeless head of Ferrus Manus hanging at his waist, and a weeping Valdor following behind."

"Once we get to the Throne Room, we still have to deal with the remaining dust from Malcador."

"The Stone of the Imperium is not easy to maintain."

Han Mingxuan then continued his journey.

Until he witnessed the establishment of the Imperium Secundus, the Pharos Lighthouse, and the death of Curze.

"Thank you. If it weren't for your help, I probably wouldn't have been able to do so much at 30k."

"Don't be so polite with me. I'll have to look after you when we're out and about."

"And compared to other children, you know how to rely on yourself when you go out, which makes me very happy."

"What if we don't rely on ourselves?" Han Mingxuan asked, looking at the Will of Earth.

"Then let him live a normal life at home."

"So being too ambitious makes you more likely to be drafted?"

"Alright, stop joking. You'd still be like this even if they didn't conscript men."

"That's true."

The two chatted casually until Han Mingxuan saw two people in this destiny.

One is the Grand Master Assassin, Drakan Vangorich.

The other is Koorland, the Second Company of the Imperial Fists and the last eldest son of Dorn.

"The 32nd millennium of the Imperium of Man has truly been a turbulent time."

The corruption of the High Lords of Terra, coupled with the War of the Beasts.

This gave birth to two such great people.

The Assassin Grand Master, Vangorich, supports the Imperial Fists's operations and fully cooperates with the War of the Beast.

He subsequently became the de facto ruler of the Imperium, and over eighty years he proved his loyalty.

However, the Imperium was so vast that even after 32 millennia, Imperium still owned ownership of millions of worlds.

Ultimately, this Grand Master Assassin was driven mad in the last twenty years of his life.

He became a suspicious and bloodthirsty person.

The other one was Dorn's last and eldest son.

Koorland.

A formidable figure who initiated the Last Wall Protocol and reorganized the Seventh Legion.

Han Mingxuan didn't stop there. He looked at the two of them for a long time before continuing forward.

Before long, he arrived in a new era.

The Age of Apostasy.

He witnessed the rise and madness of Vandire, the formation of the Sisters of Battle, and the Living Saint.

"Alas, from this moment on, the Imperium of Man is truly a complete mess."

With a sigh, Han Mingxuan continued walking forward until he arrived at the point in time when he last met Dante.

The 41st Millennium.

"It's finally here, this tragic and helpless era."

"Xiao Han, are you planning to stop here?"

"Yes, I think the Chancellor Minister of the Imperium of Man has been working too hard. I need to go see him."

"So where do you plan to go next? Or rather, who do you plan to see? Dante?"

Han Mingxuan shook his head.

"I'm not going to see him. I've kept my things, and I've told him what to do. This time, I'm going to look for something different."

Who to look for?

"The Lamenters."

The person who cried was really unlucky; it's good that I can lend a hand.

"Are you sure?"

"Confirmed."

"Then let's go."