The Father of Night's Mighty Power!

Weapons imbued with Psychic Power are extremely effective against these suddenly appearing illusory enemies.

Its operational gains were greater than those of the two Supernova detonated at Ullanor.

But this is just the beginning.

Perhaps it was that damned fate that gradually manifested itself in this world, granting Him a sliver of wisdom.

Therefore, the enemies presented were the most troublesome.

Tyranids and Orks.

For the Tyranids- invaded cosmic beings, it was a catastrophe; the Orks were no different.

The former will eat everything, the latter will destroy everything.

While the fighting raged on the front lines, the Klein bottle in the Imperial Palace suddenly underwent a strange change.

Black spots began to appear within the originally mysterious radiance, and then these black spots began to continuously erode the surrounding area.

"Xiulikas, what's going on?"

I don't know either.

"You are Fate’s Assassin, what do you mean you don't know either?" the Night Haunter asked.

"It's clearly caused by the repeated erosion of that illusory fate, but this shouldn't have happened."

According to Xiulikas's deduction, the Klein bottle is currently only collecting energy, and they are meant to create this world's Despair destiny.

But in the current situation, it's clear that the spacetime where that illusory destiny resides is turning against us.

"Klein, stop playing dead. The world is your domain. Now that things have come to this, you must step up."

"I can't help it."

"What do you mean you can't do anything about it? You created this Klein bottle, and you're saying there's nothing you can do?"

"Xiulikas, you can't blame me for this. The Klein bottle is no longer under our control. The Fate Weight of the entire Klein bottle is too intertwined."

"This Klein bottle is not only connected to the fates of the Emperor, but also to the fates of humanity in two worlds, and Mr. Han's fate."

"Everything else is negotiable, but Mr. Han's Fate Weight we simply cannot fathom."

"You can't predict your father's fate, so why did you suggest this method in the first place?!"

Klein silent.

"Alright, alright, I see now. You're all in cahoots with the Huangpizi, you shameless gamblers!"

At the same time, in the 41st Millennium, Han Mingxuan had only just arrived here.

A major problem was discovered.

Something's wrong with the Warp in this world.

"Never mind, let's go take a look first."

Having made up his mind, Han Mingxuan headed towards the location he could sense, and soon he discovered the crux of the problem.

For reasons unknown, an extremely unstable spacetime rift appeared in the Warp of 41 millennia.

The Daemon in the Warp seemed to have lost their minds, relentlessly rushing into the rift.

"Although I don't know exactly what these Warp Daemon want to do, as long as they fail to do it, it will be advantageous to me."

As he spoke, a War God Weapon appeared in Han Mingxuan's hand.

This was given to him not long after the God of War had regained his Positive Authority.

I didn't expect to come in handy so soon; it's definitely reassuring to have enough gear with you when you go out.

With a single strike, the War God Weapon obliterated the unstable spacetime rift, wiping out all the Daemon that had approached it.

"Alright, now I need to go find the Lamenters."

On the battlefield during the 30k era.

A golden-red slash suddenly appeared from somewhere in the Warp and struck the Eye of Terror squarely.

This strike wasn't particularly powerful, but it caused the illusory projection that was gradually solidifying to dissipate somewhat.

At the same time, the Klein bottle inside the Imperial Palace, which caused everyone a headache, suddenly burst out with golden light.

The black specks of light that had been relentlessly encroaching vanished without a trace, and the entire Klein bottle suddenly fell silent.

Then, the pointer in the center of the Klein bottle burst forth with light, refracting an image into the Throne Room.

In the scene, Han Mingxuan is seen holding the War God Weapon, casually slashing out with his sword in Warp.

"As long as things are difficult in the Warp, it's advantageous for me. Alright, the matter is resolved."

This...

The scene was brief, lasting only two seconds, before vanishing without a trace. The Klein bottle returned to normal and continued absorbing the power of faith.

But this scene was like a shot of adrenaline to everyone present.

"Xiulikas, am I seeing things? That's the Father of Night?" Klein asked.

"It is indeed the Father of Night; the fluctuations of fate are exactly the same. There's no mistake."

Bang!

Upon hearing Xiulikas's affirmative answer, Klein collapsed to the ground.

He didn't cry out loud, but tears kept welling up in his eyes.

Praise be to the Father of Night! He is still alive!

Ever since Han Mingxuan was taken away by the power of the Klein bottle, Klein has been repenting every moment.

Although he appeared calm, his soul was constantly in turmoil.

Now that he could finally see Han Mingxuan, Klein felt that there was still a chance to make amends for everything he had done.

Meanwhile, the Night Haunter had been guarding this spot, began to show a strange expression after seeing that frame of the image.

He was certain that his father was in the Warp, but the Night Haunter could not determine exactly where in the Warp, or in which era of the Warp.

Malcador was in a much better mood at this moment.

Finally, finally we found Old Han.

No matter where he is, as long as he is safe and sound, that's all that matters.

At the same time on the front lines, with that slash, the phantom formed from the illusory destiny weakened considerably.

Did you see that? What just happened?

Because they had to face the Despair brought about by this illusory fate together, Curze ordered the entire Evernight Network to be deployed to all the Legion Flagships.

At this moment, Khan looked at the images in the report, he felt that it was all unbelievable.

On the Flagship of the World Eaters, Angron immediately looked at the God of War.

"God of War, do you have any clues about that scene that just appeared?"

"Don't look at me like that, Angel of Red Sand. Although I have regained my Positive Authority, it will take a long time to balance the positive and negative, so it's obvious that I didn't do it."

"If it wasn't you, then who could it be?"

"Without a doubt, this must be Mr. Han's work."

"Uncle?"

Angron was astonished by the God of War's answer. He never imagined that it could be related to his Uncle. Could it be that his Uncle was in the Warp?

"Shortly after I regained Positive Authority, I bestowed the War God Weapon upon him."

"The power of that attack just now was unleashed by the War God Weapon, so it must have been him."

"So, Uncle himself is in the Warp?"