Warhammer, but a Schoolteacher
Chapter 490

The Most Melancholy Man

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As First Company Captain of the Eighth Legion, and the leader of the Blackshields.

Sevatar had witnessed his father's madness.

They can destroy even their Homeworld. They're capable of anything.

Not to mention the Lord of Ravens that his father just mentioned.

As a member of the Heresy faction at the time, Sevatar had heard about some of the situations involving the Raven Guard.

In short, their experience was very unfortunate.

Now that this Primarch has suddenly appeared in the Warp, Sevatar cannot imagine what kind of scene he will face next.

Facing the Lion back then and facing the Lord of Ravens now are two completely different things.

After all, while both the Eighth Legion and 19th XIX Legions were skilled in assassination, the 19th XIX Legion was the true expert.

"Let's talk, Corvus. It's been about 10,000 years since we last met."

The Night Haunter didn't care whether Corvus in the Warp was willing to show himself; he just kept talking to himself.

"Come out and meet me. A reunion after ten thousand years is always precious. Perhaps I can help you. Maybe I can find a way to help you rebuild your Legion."

"You can fight for that damned Imperium of Man with your Scions once again, instead of being a mindless madman in the Warp like you are now."

After the Night Haunter finished speaking, he fell silent. In this Warp where time and space had no concept, no one knew how much time had passed.

Suddenly, a cold laugh echoed in everyone's hearts.

"Ha, you former madman, who called me a mindless madman, my pathetic brother, now which Chaos Gods are you serving?"

When Sevatar came to his senses, he saw a massive shadow that could obscure the Warp.

The shadows were all made of ravens, and within them, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at them.

"Indeed, Corvus, your Scions are a constant source of pain for you. If I hadn't brought this up, you probably wouldn't have wanted to see me until the day you died."

"No, or rather, you will only appear before I die."

"You've been looking for me ever since you entered the Warp? That's not a wise choice, you know I'll kill you."

Those scarlet eyes were devoid of any emotion; they simply stared silently at the Night Haunter.

Regarding this brother who had died but has now been Resurrection,

The Lord of Ravens was willing to show a little patience and listen to his absurd and Heretic experience.

"We are brothers by blood, Corvus. Although we had different personalities during the Great Crusade and some of us couldn't stand each other, we are still brothers in spirit."

After the Night Haunter finished speaking, the enormous shadow froze.

What followed was an uncontrollable burst of laughter.

"Haha! Haha! Brothers? You have betrayed the Imperium, betrayed your brothers and comrades, and tarnished your own honor!"

"We are not brothers, we are mortal enemies!"

"And you're nothing but a pathetic madman!"

The Night Haunter shrugged indifferently.

"Believe me, Corvus, if you saw in the Prophecy that your brother wanted your father to become a mother, and then have a Pantheon with your father, you would go crazy too."

Upon hearing these words, the shadow stopped again.

But soon, the voice from the shadows began to grow sinister.

"That's more like you, my pathetic brother, that's more like the madman you used to be!"

Looking at Corvus now, the Night Haunter felt that he might not be able to communicate with him normally for the time being.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. The Raven Guards' Gene-seed were corrupted by the Alpharius Legion, and the Raptors were turned into monsters.

Corvus had no choice but to execute the mutated warriors himself, but after that, the Raven Guard was unable to replenish its ranks properly, since the 19th XIX Legion's organization had been largely wiped out during the Horus Heresy.

"It seems we're destined to fight now."

"Fight? Do you think this is child's play? I'll kill you!"

The Night Haunter shook his head with a wry smile, then took out something.

If Han Mingxuan were there, he would have recognized what it was.

That was his ruler.

Before returning, the Night Haunter packed up all of Han Mingxuan's belongings, including tables, chairs, pots, pans, and dishes.

And this ruler is of utmost importance.

"My poor brother, though I desperately want to say that if killing me could ease your suffering, then I'd give you my life."

"But I have my own mission now, so I have to wake you up first."

"Sevatar, don't move. Leave the rest to me."

After the Night Haunter finished speaking, he swung a ruler down at the shadows.

Bang!

With a dull thud, it was clear that the ruler had struck someone.

That one blow made Corvus feel like his skin was on fire, burning with pain.

He initially thought it was just the Night Haunter's Prophecy taking effect.

But what happened next made Corvus feel that something was wrong, very wrong.

Every time the Night Haunter swung his ruler, it struck him squarely.

After this back and forth, Corvus only felt frustrated.

Just as he seized the opportunity and charged at the Night Haunter, a dangerous smile appeared on the Night Haunter's lips.

Then he swung the ruler down and struck him hard on the top of the head.

Bang!

The black fog completely dissipated, and a person slowly emerged from the shadows, but not standing; instead, he had fainted.

His Power Armour looked tattered, and his face was beyond pale, deathly white.

Her eyes were sunken; it was obvious she hadn't slept well.

"Corvus, you look more like a ghost than I do now."

After saying this, the Night Haunter carried Corvus to his spaceship.

"Father... this..."

"Sevatar, you were right when we first entered the Warp. Finding the textured surfaces is like looking for a needle in a haystack for us, so we need to find some professionals."

"Corvus is the person I'm looking for."

The Night Haunter had his soul imprisoned on the Golden Throne by the Emperor, where he remained for a very long time.

But it was through the power of the Emperor and the Golden Throne that he was able to understand what was happening in the Imperium, and therefore he knew the general location of Corvus.

So after entering the Warp, he started looking in the general direction, and sure enough, he found the other party very quickly.

"So, what's next..."

"No rush. Let him wake up and get ready before we discuss the next steps."

"I'll go prepare some hot water," Otani, leaving first.

Sevatar looked at Corvus again and again, and finally sat down next to the Night Haunter, taking out the Code and beginning to study it.

The power of the Code in the Warp had just shocked Sevatar.

So he needs to study this carefully now.

As someone with Psychic Power, Sevatar needs to have a sufficient amount of knowledge about things in the Warp.

An hour later, Otani had prepared hot water, and Sevatar continued reading the Code.

However, the Night Haunter stared at Corvus was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Corvus, aren't you going to talk to me?"

The Night Haunter knew that Corvus was now awake and was waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity to strike and kill.

Master assassins are all like that; they are always very patient.

"Wake up, Corvus. You should know exactly how powerful my Prophecy abilities are. In a one-on-one situation, you can't kill me."

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