Fear Itself

"Perspective?"

"Yes, what you wrote, combined with the Chaos Purge Decree, means that anyone who has appeared in these regulations will be punished."

As long as the Chaos Purge Decree are in place, it doesn't matter how strong the Warp Storm is.

You can find them no matter where they are.

"What have you been through all these years? Although you keep insisting that the Emperor is a Chaos Gods, I can tell that your methods are not simple either."

The Night Haunter simply smiled.

"To receive a response from the Warp, either your soul must be strong enough, or your emotions must be strong enough."

"Whether it's the mummified corpse sitting on the Golden Throne or the four Chaos Gods in Chaos, they chose the former, while I'm using the latter now."

Is there a difference between the two?

"Of course there are. There's no need to sacrifice the entire world, nor to burn thousands of Psyker every day. It's green and pollution-free."

Looking at the Night Haunter can now be described as almost cheerful.

Corvus was once again certain that he was absolutely insane, and quite insane at that.

"Then, let the entire Warp begin to burn."

Curze piloted his spaceship toward the nearest Daemon stronghold.

As they were about to arrive, Corvus left the spaceship, his entire body turning into a shadow.

Completely cover the Daemon's stronghold.

The two Primarch who awakened their Warp Essence are, within this Warp, two Lesser Gods.

Their combat power was already formidable enough, not to mention the added advantage of the Evernight Code.

Tell me, where is the Tattoo-faced Earl?

"I... I don't know."

"Then you can go die."

After awakening his Warp Essence, the Night Haunter's abilities made it impossible for these Warp monsters to lie to him.

Because no one can withstand the Fear Inducement of the Night Haunter.

Currently, very few people in the entire Warp, including the Imperium of Man, can withstand the Fear Inducement of the Night Haunter.

Clearly, these Warp debris are not included.

"Don't you suspect he's just making excuses?" Corvus said.

"Fear is the means, Corvus. I am their fear, and they can't lie when faced with fear."

Upon hearing the Night Haunter's words, Sevatar, who was traveling with him, felt as if he had been transported back to that era.

This was the most prosperous era of the entire Imperium of Man, the Great Crusade.

At that time, his father led the entire Eighth Legion to bring victory after victory to the Imperium of Man through fear, and they always remembered that fear was a means, not an end.

Hearing such admonition again after ten thousand years left Sevatar momentarily dazed.

"Don't kill them all. Leave a few loose ends and spread the word that the Night Haunter have come to claim lives. Tell Jando to be prepared."

In order to locate the Tattoo-faced Earl as quickly as possible, they will only destroy elite targets after finding the Daemon's stronghold.

They would deliberately let the remaining underlings escape, allowing them to spread the news throughout the Warp.

The effect of doing this is very significant.

Upon hearing this news, regardless of whether they were Chaos Space Marines from the Eighth Legion...

They all kept their distance.

One is a shadow with a long-standing notorious reputation in the Warp, a shadow that inspires fear at the mere mention of it.

Corvus Corax.

One was the suddenly appearing Excommunication, a Night Haunter that even the Drukhari trembled with fear at the sight of him.

They are people we simply cannot afford to offend.

Of course, this only applies to some low-level thugs.

As everyone knows, the Warp is full of ruthless individuals and fierce warriors, in addition to lowly minions.

They soon encountered a formidable general.

Khârn the Betrayer.

And Lucius the Eternal.

"It's amazing that these two things could actually meet." Corvus, now in shadow, stared at the two inhuman, ghost-like creatures.

"Perhaps they didn't want to run into each other; their master sent them here."

"Or perhaps they came here on their own to please their masters."

Lucius looked at the Night Haunter, who was alive and well.

He only felt fear, a fear he loathed.

Normally, whether it's extreme fear or extreme pleasure, it's all power for the Slaanesh Space Marines.

But now, Lucius stared at the Night Haunter had suddenly appeared.

All that remained for him was fear, a fear that he could never exploit.

"Your hands are trembling, Scions of Fulgrim."

Since awakening their Warp Essence, anyone with a guilty conscience will be afraid of the Night Haunter.

In the Realspace, the Night Haunter's abilities wouldn't be so exaggerated, but this is the Warp, and he is Lesser Warp Gods.

What they are facing now is synonymous with fear.

"Where did you come from, you wandering ghost?!"

"Me? I am a ghost who died in Nostramo and came back to life from Nostramo."

Lucius listened to the voice of the Night Haunter, but his perspective had changed.

His head had already fallen to the ground.

"Killing such a thing would really dirty my hands, but in this way it's not a bad thing."

"You'd be happy to kill me, wouldn't you?"

Boom!

"Ah! What... what is this?!"

According to Lucius's own nature, when the person who kills him feels pleasure, that person becomes a part of him, and he will be reborn in that person's body.

But just as his curse was about to take effect, suddenly his consciousness began to ignite.

The flames weren't blue-gold, but dark blue.

"According to the Chaos Purge Decree, you are sentenced to be burned at the stake." The Night Haunter calmly announced Lucius's method of death.

"No!!"

Just as Lucius was about to be dealt with, a violent Warp Storm suddenly struck, sweeping Lucius away.

"Damn it, why did someone have to interfere at this time!"

Looking at the Warp Storm that even he couldn't stop, Corvus knew it must be the work of Chaos Gods.

"Don't worry about it anymore, Corvus. At least for now, the strange curse on Lucius has been burned away."

The Night Haunter knew very well that no matter how unlikable Lucius was, he was still Slaanesh's champion.

It would be extremely difficult to take down the other party so easily.

Furthermore, the Night Haunter does not believe that the presence of Slaanesh's followers and Khorne's followers together was orchestrated by no one.

Therefore, the Night Haunter does not require these two to be eliminated in one strike.

He needed to use these two to announce to the entire Warp that he was back, bringing fear to the entire Warp in a completely new way.

He will be fear itself!

Then, the Night Haunter looked at Khârn and smiled easily.

"Isn't this the Khârn the Betrayer? What, I remember you even dared to attack Rogue Dorn during the Siege of Terra."

Why are you standing there motionless?

Khârn was suffering inside, but he couldn't express it.

He was a trusted subordinate of the Blood God, and he wanted to go and leap over the Night Haunter.

After all, that's what he came here for.

Following the Blood God's instructions, he wanted to test just how powerful this suddenly Resurrection Night Haunter really was.

Perhaps it's just a trick used by those despicable lackeys of the Ecclesiarchy to deceive the gods?

But reality slapped him in the face.

He wanted to do a split, but he couldn't; his body wouldn't obey him.

His faith now tells him to charge forward, but his body holds him firmly in place.

He's stuck in two ways, and nobody's in a worse situation Khârn right now.

At this moment, in Khârn's eyes, the person standing in front of him was not the Night Haunter himself, but a ghost.

Or perhaps it's another version of him, but this other version of him appears so radiant and dazzling.

Khârn could even sense that other side of him—the courage and the fearless spirit of sacrifice.

This is unbelievable!