The Biggest Gamble in History

The Warp is currently incredibly lively.

The four most powerful gods in the Warp are spreading the word, informing all the other Chaos Gods in the Warp of the impending danger.

They have only one goal.

Unite the forces of the entire Warp and accomplish one thing when the pivotal moment of destiny arrives in Cadia.

Recreate the epic siege of Siege of Terra, where 6,000 Vengeful Spirit besieged the Terra.

Since the other side wants to burn down that sun and destroy the Warp.

Therefore, all the Chaos Gods and Daemon in the Warp have the right to make the other party perish!

In the Terra Throne Room, looking at the blazing fire, Han Mingxuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Now there are no problems. I believe the establishment of the passage will become smoother and smoother."

"You lunatic! Do you want the Warp to drag you all down with you?!"

Now even the Dark King knew fear.

The Dark King can now clearly feel that his power is being constantly suppressed and eroded by those Positive Authorities.

This is really bizarre.

"Do you know that if my divine position is completely altered, then the vast majority of the Warp will be destroyed? In that case, all the Chaos Gods and Daemon in the Warp will unite!"

Han Mingxuan could only listen to Black King's hysterical threats.

"Then what?"

But... and then?

"Are you insane? What you're doing isn't changing fate, it's destroying it!"

"I never intended to submit to the fate of this world in the first place, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of burning you to ashes."

"On another note, my original plan was a milder one: burn you to death, and bring happiness to countless families."

"At most, we'll just kill those four in the Warp, then reorganize the Warp, and that'll be it."

"But you insisted on gambling right under my nose. As a gambler, you must always remember that gambling comes at a price."

"Unfortunately, now not only the five of you have become the price, but the entire Warp will also become the price."

"You cannot win against the Empyrean!"

"That's not something you, a piece of firewood, should be concerned with."

After saying that, Han Mingxuan ignored the Black King, because the Black King would gradually be burned away.

It was during this time when these Positive Authority were burning the Black King that the Emperor suddenly felt much more at ease.

"How are you feeling, Huangpizi?" Sinleech asked.

"I feel much better." For the first time in ten thousand years, the Emperor's voice was so relaxed.

These beliefs, which carried humanity's wishes and prayers for ten thousand years and were filled with all anger and sorrow, were gradually being burned away. This allowed the Emperor's humanity to gradually return, and he felt much more at ease.

Don't tell me you want to get up from your chair right now.

"Father of Night, you're joking again. You know perfectly well that I'm incapable of doing it right now."

From the moment the Black King was truly used as fuel, neither the Emperor nor the Dark King could leave the Golden Throne.

Now, this Golden Throne has truly become a prison, an instrument of torture.

"Because I know that only the Huangpizi sitting on the Golden Throne is a good Huangpizi."

Han Mingxuan's words left the Emperor speechless.

"Alright, the Black King's burning process will definitely be very long, so during this time, I want you to do one thing."

"If it concerns Konrad Curze, please rest assured, Father of Night, I will handle it."

Now the Night Haunter has reformed, and his fate has changed.

The Emperor was well aware that his return to the Imperium of Man and his Legions would be the most powerful aid to the entire Imperium of Man.

"Sometimes I find it ironic that religion is surprisingly effective in this day and age," the Emperor said with a self-deprecating laugh.

"You chose it, Emperor."

The Emperor was once again rendered speechless by Han Mingxuan's retort.

"Sir, I've seen something different; it might require some preparation on our part," Sinleech said.

What is it?

"6,000 Vengeful Spirit, they are gathering their counterattack forces."

Why are there 6,000 Vengeful Spirit again?

Back when Horus Heresy, the Chaos Gods used a similar tactic.

The Vengeful Spirits were conscripted from various timelines, but those Vengeful Spirits were all phantoms.

But the situation was quite delicate at the time.

Roboute and his troops were terrified and dared not advance.

The Chaos Gods were also grateful for the Ultramarines' caution.

If the Ultramarines had actually gone all out back then, then the fleet of 6,000 Vengeful Spirit would have become a reality. At that time, not only would the Emperor have to sit on the toilet, but the Chaos Gods would also have to sit on the toilet.

"Sinleech, do you think Positive Authority has a stronger restraining effect on Negative Authority?"

"Of course it's strong, sir, it's incredibly strong."

As the saying goes, the system is paramount, and special attacks are like gods.

That's how powerful Positive Authority is in restraining Negative Authority.

"So, what kind of impact do you think the other three True Gods would have on the four maggots in the Warp if they came?"

???

"Sir, you wouldn't possibly...?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I plan to do. Otherwise, wouldn't they have gained their Positive Authority nothing?"

"Wow! Sir, this... Sir, you are truly a genius!"

As long as the passages between the two worlds are connected, even if True God arrives in this timeline, the other timeline will not collapse.

As for those Chaos Gods in this timeline, they will certainly die a terrible death.

"So I'm thinking now about who should be the First Batch to come."

"Old Han!!"

Um?

Han Mingxuan was discussing the First Batch of List with Sinleech.

Suddenly he heard a very familiar voice.

"Lao Xin?!"

Han Mingxuan was also surprised; he never expected to hear Trazyn's voice at this moment.

"Hey! Old Han! It's been so long since I got in touch with you again!"

"Didn't you just say you could send a group of people over now? Don't worry, brother, I'll assemble the troops right now, and move the entire Solemnace over immediately!"

"Trazyn, you're talking nonsense! Those people in your galaxy are already fat as pigs! Let my people go!"

"Imotekh, what nonsense are you spouting? We don't gain weight now, understand?"

Listening to the two arguing incessantly, Han Mingxuan found himself unable to get a word in edgewise.

Actually, the story goes back to the moment the Dark King was first ignited.

In the 30K Terra Throne Room, the Emperor has now become nothing more than a decoration on the Golden Throne.

After hearing Han Mingxuan's first message, the Imperium resumed normal operations.

Terra's defenses were handed over directly to the Eighth Legion, at their own request.

At the same time, the other Primarch also unanimously agreed to this requirement.

Since Han Mingxuan's last one-way conversation with them, they have been unable to see any information from the Klein bottle.

Even the awakened Xiulikas couldn't determine the exact situation.

Fortunately, they heard Han Mingxuan's voice, which reassured them considerably.

Until just now.

Suddenly, a black sun appeared in the image of the Klein bottle, but this sun had a gold edge.

Then they heard what Han Mingxuan said.

This instantly roused Trazyn, who had been standing guard in the Throne Room.

"Don't worry, Old Han, I'll bring everyone over right now to back you up. Anyone who dares to disrespect you, I'll smash their head out!"

"Trazyn, calm down."

"What are you saying, Xiulikas? My brother needs help, he needs men!"

"You carry too much weight; the current channel can't handle it. We need to choose someone powerful enough, but whose fate doesn't weigh too heavily."

Upon hearing Xiulikas's words, Trazyn fell silent. Trazyn now needed to carefully consider what this Humanity's Fate priest had said.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Let's gather the Primarch first; they have the right to know about this."