The Great Warp Sweep

(Bonus chapter for Tiger, the master of Sword Qi Cave)

Slaanesh only uttered one word before Han Mingxuan's sword came crashing down.

"Sir, spare my life!"

"I'll let you off easily, but hand over the fragments of Sanguinius' soul!"

"I..."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'I'? This damned Warp God thinks he can play tricks on me? Die!"

Slaanesh is now suffering in silence.

It wasn't that He wanted to play tricks on the other party; it was that He needed time to retrieve the fragments of the soul—He needed time!

But Han Mingxuan was now chasing after him with the War God Weapon, slashing at him so hard that Mars were practically flying out, giving him no time to spare at all!

"Xarathi! Go get it quickly!"

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, Han Mingxuan slashed down with his sword again.

Slaanesh had no choice but to keep running, but Han Mingxuan's power in the Warp was so great that it couldn't be measured by common sense; no matter how fast he ran, Slaanesh could catch up.

Ultimately, the only option they could think of was a very dangerous one: to rush to Nurgle's Garden.

The Grandfather is the longest-existing being in the entire Warp; he would never stand idly by and watch himself be killed by the other party.

If I were to be killed, the entire universe would descend into chaos, and even my Grandfather would be affected.

And so, Han Mingxuan chased Slaanesh all the way from the Slaanesh's Palace to Nurgle's Garden.

"Sir, stop!"

This was not said by Slaanesh, because He dared not speak now; if He uttered a single word, He would be a beat too late.

If Slaanesh had been even a fraction of a second slower, there would have been no doubt that he would have faced death.

It was Xarathi who said that.

"Sir, the Great Angel's soul and a portion of his Essence are all here!"

Upon hearing this, Han Mingxuan immediately stopped, the War God Weapon vanished without a trace, and he picked up the Staff again.

It's as if he just chased after Slaanesh like a murderous maniac, hacking people to pieces until they didn't exist.

"That's for the best. You're all done here. Go on."

Han Mingxuan had taken a portion of Sanguinius' soul and Essence, and he could clearly sense Sanguinius' aura; this was absolutely genuine.

As for Slaanesh?

Although He is not dead yet, He has already shed several layers of skin.

However, Slaanesh did not intend to leave at this point, as they had already reached the entrance to Nurgle's Gardens.

He refused to believe that the other side, wielding the War God Weapon, could defeat both himself and the Grandfather, two deities.

"Oh dear, Prince of Pleasure, you're still young and have suffered from information asymmetry."

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Slaanesh turned his head and could no longer hide the panic in his eyes.

"You are another Lord of Changes?!"

"What are you talking about? I'm not Tzeentch from that area, I'm God."

"Oh, you're actually interested in coming to watch the show?"

"Look at what Mr. Han is saying. When I first came here, they bullied me terribly. Now that you're here, shouldn't I lend a hand?"

Han Mingxuan simply smiled and nodded, without saying anything more.

"You are also Chaos Gods, don't think that..."

"I've already said, I'm a god, you're just a district. Besides, where do you think Mr. Han and I came from?"

This...

That's it, we're completely finished.

"Oh, by the way, young Chaos Gods, just a heads-up, the number of Chaos Gods is useless against Mr. Han."

"For Mr. Han, stepping on one ant is the same as stepping on a whole colony of ants."

Forehead...

Upon hearing this, Slaanesh was Despair.

He had originally thought that he and his Grandfather could put up a fight together.

Now?

Let's just declare you the winner!

"Do you really want to die?" Han Mingxuan asked.

"You... you won't kill me?" Slaanesh asked in surprise.

"I told you then and there that I had no intention of killing you. I was only here to take Sanguinius's portion of soul and Essence. Who told you to be a step too slow?"

You... I... you... I... oh dear!

In the end, Slaanesh, could only slink away in disgrace.

As for Han Mingxuan and Sinleech, they were now standing directly in front of the Nurgle's Garden.

"Nurgle, get out here! You're all old now, Mr. Han is right here, you're not going to be a coward, are you, you old turtle!"

Hearing Sinleech's cursing, Han Mingxuan almost lost his composure.

"You old fool! If you know what's good for you, you'd better hand over all your assets right now!"

"Fine! You won't open the door, huh! You think I can't do anything if you don't open the door?!"

If this were anyone else, they definitely wouldn't be able to open the Nurgle's Garden, but right now Sinleech is holding the Staff that Han Mingxuan gave him.

He's not abusing his power.

He could make Nurgle fly on his own!

"Wait a moment, sir!" A man with an honest-looking face but a panicked expression suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"You are... Ku'gath?" Sinleech asked uncertainly.

"God of Wisdom, your eyes are indeed discerning! I am Ku'gath! My Grandfather has sent me to welcome you both!"

Han Mingxuan almost burst out laughing when he looked at Ku'gath now.

Because Ku'gath was dressed very formally, and was wearing a spotless suit.

Calling it a suit isn't quite accurate; a more precise description would be a tuxedo.

"It's rare that you've managed to clean this up so thoroughly, haha!" Sinleech laughed heartily, "I think you should stop calling yourself the Great Unclean One and start calling yourself the Great Clean One."

"Hehehe, God of Wisdom is joking." Ku'gath dared not utter a single complaint and could only bring these two living ancestors inside.

Once inside, the two met their Grandfather.

He wasn't the rotten, bloated type; on the contrary, he was a neat and clean old man.

"Hey, that's rare for you, you old fatso."

"God of Wisdom, where is your manners?"

"Good manners? Didn't you call me Lord of Changes last time?"

"You know, people often become confused as they get older."

"Then you really are a senile old fool. Bring me some good tea!"

Sinleech sat down arrogantly.

Soon, a cup of fine tea was served. "Mr. Han, please."

"You're quite the social butterfly," Han Mingxuan said with a smile, looking at Sinleech.

"Don't be shy, make yourself at home here."

Nurgle:...

This is my home! My home! You robber!

"To make a long story short, bring me what's in Sanguinius."

"It's ready." With that, Nurgle handed over the soul and Essence of Sanguinius to Han Mingxuan.

"You're faster than Slaanesh."

"Hehehe, living longer always has its advantages."

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the scene.

According to Nurgle's plan, now that they had obtained the item, these two God of Plagues should leave as soon as possible.

But Han Mingxuan was only looking at his Staff, while Sinleech was only drinking tea.

They have no intention of leaving at all.

"Is there anything else, you two?"

"What? We two elders are here, aren't you going to let your good-for-nothing child come out and greet us?"

"You old hag, always so cheerful, how come the child you've taught has no manners at all? Can't he even greet people?"

Shameless face!

You outsider, watch your attitude!

You call yourself God of Wisdom? Where's your self-cultivation?!

Shameless! Utterly shameless!