The King Who Stood Beside Him

"But... sir..."

"No buts, Calgar."

After saying this, Han Mingxuan left without looking back, leaving the Victrix Guard members looking at each other in bewilderment.

Now, both Calgar and the Victrix Guard Blue Cans are on the hot seat.

When they arrived, they told their Battle-Brother that their father would soon be resurrected, but now the Father of Night has no intention of helping and has even given them a severe scolding.

Therefore, they are left to explain the matter themselves.

In the end, Calgar could only leave dejectedly with his little Blue Cans.

Fortunately, their initial fervor subsided before they left.

Calgar led a group of Blue Cans to Sanguinius to apologize, but Sanguinius understood their actions.

On Sanguinius' side, after his Resurrection, he completely sealed off his tomb.

For him, this is a brand new destiny; everything from the past should be sealed away, and there's no need for too many people to know.

We must always look forward.

"Uncle, are you planning to leave?"

Before the celebrations in the Baal System had even faded, Han Mingxuan sought out Sanguinius to say goodbye.

"Yes, Sanguinius, I came here specifically to Resurrection you. Now that you've been Resurrection, it's time for me to go back."

"Go back?" Sanguinius said. "You mean the Punishment Star?"

"What else can we do? The Eighth Legion is currently in the process of rebuilding, and I must go back to take charge. This era is different from my time, and we must take precautions against any unforeseen events."

Han Mingxuan looked at Sanguinius, who was not speaking, or rather, he wanted to speak but dared not.

"Just say what you have to say, don't keep it to yourself," Han Mingxuan said.

"Uncle, the problem now is the Eighth Legion. If they appear in space, they will most likely be treated as traitors by the Imperium."

"Sanguinius, I understand what you mean. If the Eighth Legion appears rashly, then without a doubt, a fully-fledged Eighth Legion will plunge the Imperium into war once again."

"Therefore, the Eighth Legion will not openly appear in space until Roboute is Resurrection."

"By the way, if the Imperium encounters a secret unit during future missions, it will undoubtedly be the Eighth Legion. This is for you."

Sanguinius looked at what Han Mingxuan handed him; it was a pendant.

The pendant is shaped like a sword.

"This is..."

"One part of the scales symbolizes punishment and Excommunication. If you see a team with this insignia during your missions, that's the Eighth Legion."

"I understand, Uncle, thank you..."

"You've thanked me so many times already, no need to be so polite."

"I understand, Uncle."

Sanguinius didn't want to be so polite, because too much politeness would make them seem distant.

But Sanguinius knew very well that his Uncle did not belong to this world and would leave sooner or later.

If too much emotion is invested, it will only increase sadness at the time of parting, and besides, the current Imperium is too big to be turned around.

If my Uncle were to invest more emotion in the Imperium of Man of this world, many things would be hindered.

"Oh, right, after this celebration, you should quickly reorganize your Legions. How you allocate them is your business, but you need to prepare for potential threats from the Imperium."

"In three to five years at most, Corvus will return to its Deliverance."

What happened to Corvus?

He saw his two brothers together when he was drifting in the Warp.

He just couldn't understand why Corvus wasn't showing up in the Imperium, especially since Corvus had now regained his senses.

"Corvus has his own problems. The first thing to do after returning to Punishment Star is to address his psychological issues. Once he's mentally recovered, I'll make him show himself."

"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle."

Han Mingxuan nodded, said nothing more, and left the Baal System aboard his Flagship.

After Han Mingxuan left, the entire Baal System revealed another side of itself.

The bureaucrats of the Imperium must bear the wrath of the Great Angel for their wrongdoings.

As the Great Angel of the Imperium, Sanguinius undoubtedly loved humanity, and at the same time, he was loyal to the Imperium.

But that doesn't mean he's a machine; he has his own feelings, and he can't just watch his descendants suffer.

In the past, he felt powerless to help his Scions suffer, but things are different now.

Dante!

"Father."

"Take the Retinue Army and let's go settle accounts with the High Lord."

Upon hearing Sanguinius's command, Dante hesitated for the first time.

"Father, if I may be so frank, but if we go to Terra now, we might not be able to get out."

Sanguinius was not afraid of this, because he knew that he was better suited to fighting on the front lines than his politically astute brother.

Moreover, the borders of the Imperium of Man are not peaceful, and it is under pressure everywhere.

His return has greatly enhanced the cohesion and combat power of the entire Blood Angels.

Therefore, the Blood Angels should be on the front lines, not in the rear.

Moreover, the Imperium of Man ten thousand years later possessed a Chancellor even Malcador.

Sanguinius neither wanted to nor dared to delve into the identity of that Chancellor.

But he knew very well that as long as his Uncle was alive, the Chancellor would remain in power.

Having drifted in the Warp for so many years, based on his understanding of the Chaos Gods, he knew that the Chancellor had many tricks up his sleeve.

The Imperium's administrative pressure may seem immense, but it's actually just at a critical saturation point.

It can still hold up.

As for how they managed to stay afloat, that wasn't something he should worry about; those were all arranged by the Chancellor.

On the Flagship Father of the Evernight, Han Mingxuan was on his way to the Punishment Star, but during the journey, he met a guest.

The Silent King after his Resurrection.

"It's been a while, Silent King. How have things been lately?"

"Thank you for your concern, sir. Everything is going well for my clan," the Silent King said with a smile.

However, the situation within the Necrons race was not as calm as the Silent King had described.

During this period, the Necrons race fought tooth and nail over the Resurrection slots.

Of course, it wasn't bleeding, but rather an oil leak.

All the Phaeron of every Dynasty, all the Overlord could be called great, submitted their requests to him for Resurrection.

However, this was a matter that the Silent King could not decide, or rather, he was unable to decide; he had to ensure Han Mingxuan's safety first.

"I am here on behalf of my people to express our gratitude to you, sir."

As he spoke, the Silent King handed a watch to Han Mingxuan.

What is this?

"Sir, according to the unanimous vote of my tribe, you will have the same rights as me."

"This watch has a simple control mechanism with Celestial Orrery inside. If you ever want to activate it, you can use it directly."

The Silent King needs to consult with the elders of his clan before he can use the Celestial Orrery, but no one will refuse Han Mingxuan's request.

According to the best idea of Necrons, Han Mingxuan would use the Celestial Orrery to wipe out the vast majority of life in the universe.

In this way, only two main races remain in the entire universe: the Necrons and humans.

If we calculate it this way, the Resurrection of the Necrons will be inevitable, and humanity can use Necrons technology to move towards a brighter future.

To everyone's surprise, Han Mingxuan simply returned the item to the Silent King.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"I cannot reclaim control of the Celestial Orrery. I said before that Resurrection you would also be beneficial to me; you don't need to do this."

"But... sir..."

"If you really feel bad about it, then give me the relevant information about the Tyranids."

"Also, you can give me the List the second Resurrection personnel during this time."