Accelerated Special Training (1)

30k, Holy Terra, Throne Room.

Several months have passed since Han Mingxuan's voice was heard.

All relevant senior executives were present during these past few months.

The eighteen Primarch, the Silent King, and the three Warp Gods are all here.

"Everyone's here. Just a few months ago, we received a message from Old Han that he needed manpower in another timeline," Trazyn said.

"Can we go now?" Perturabo asked.

"The passageway has just begun to show signs of stabilization, and I've gathered everyone here to inform you of our progress."

"As for who will be chosen for that fate, we need to consider it carefully."

"Consider? Lord Xiulikas, what is there to consider? Of course, the stronger the better!"

"Grand Inquisitor, calm down."

"The current passageway has a very small Fate Capacity; if we want to send people there, then the Fate Weight of these people must be of very low importance."

"You mean even if we send people over now, we can only send some low-level soldiers?"

This is something Curze absolutely cannot accept.

"Grand Inquisitor, a low weight in the scales of fate does not equate to weakness."

"Then make the arrangements as soon as possible; I'll cooperate with your operation."

Xiulikas nodded. "First, I need to clarify that the Primarch's Retinue Army cannot pass, including the Council of Thirteen and the Evernight Legion."

"Mr. Han changed your destiny, therefore your current Fate Proportion far more significant."

"Then besides us, who else can get through?"

"My suggestion is Mr. Han's Private Guard."

Everyone present was stunned when they heard Xiulikas say that, but then they realized what he meant.

The Fate’s Assassin was right.

This guard has barely shown themselves since their Uncle went to that timeline. Although they are still nominally under Curze's command, they haven't shown their faces to this day.

"Wait, didn't you just say that the stronger the connection with Dad, the greater the Fate Proportion? Why were they able to go there?"

"Strength and weakness are relative, Grand Inquisitor."

"Primarch present, including the 5,000 members of the Evernight Legion, were personally trained by Mr. Han, so your Fate Proportion."

Upon hearing Xiulikas's explanation, Curze temporarily accepted it.

"What about the side Necrontyr? According to you, I can't get through either."

"I'm sorry, Curator, you really can't go now. If you absolutely have to choose one person from among the Necrontyr, it's Urtana."

"She?"

This girl Necrontyr was originally adopted by the Silent King to appease Old Han, and it was a temporary adoption. But now that I think about it, it seems that only she is suitable.

Even Jia couldn't get past it.

She was the first woman to Resurrection at that time, which was a huge factor.

"In addition, some veterans who have already been demobilized from the Eighth Legion can go there, as can Nova."

"Sir, you're not trying to pull a fast one, are you? Why was he allowed to go?" Sevatar wasn't very satisfied with this choice.

Sevatar was simply dissatisfied with the allocation of this spot; Nova's own ability is undeniable.

His full name was Nova Space, which, in the context of destiny, means hope.

"The Juror, I didn't want Nova to be the first to take the risk, but he has his mission, and fate has chosen him."

"The path from our world to another Parallel Universe is fraught with danger; we don't know if it's safe or not. But if Nova can make it, then there is hope."

Curze didn't say anything more; he simply went to allocate manpower.

Ever since Xiulikas uttered the phrase "the Fate Weight," Curze knew he would be the last one to go there.

But for Curze, being able to go to that world now is already good news. It's okay if it's slow; nothing can be rushed.

"How many people can we send?" Lion El'Jonson asked.

"I understand how you Primarch feel, but as things stand, all the Legions combined can only send a maximum of 300 men."

"My conservative recommendation is a maximum of 280 people, with the First Batch of support personnel scheduled to depart five months from now."

"Furthermore, you must absolutely ensure the coordination between your respective Legion members over there. We're not going there for sightseeing; we're going there to support the Father of Night."

Following Xiulikas's suggestion, the Primarch all considered a possibility.

Nostramo-descended.

They come from the same Homeworld, are influenced by the same cultural environment, and receive the same education. If the most perfect cooperation is to be considered, then they are undoubtedly the best choice.

Having chosen their best candidates, the Primarch began preparing for what was to come.

On the Eighth Legion's side, Curze had already found the right people.

Apart from Han Mingxuan's original Private Guard, Curze only assigned four people.

One of them was Nova, the only Recruits in the Evernight Legion.

The other was Machine Gunner Slazov.

As for the remaining two candidates, Curze looked at his most prized Scions.

"Laxus and Weiss."

"Yes, Father!"

These two were the first people whose names he remembered when he returned to Terra.

At the same time, they were both people personally assessed by their Dad.

These two are currently the most likely candidates to directly join the Evernight Legion.

"You're probably already aware of what happened to my Dad. There's been a new development in this matter, and we need to send people over to provide support."

"Besides Dad's Private Guard, I only chose the four of you."

"Once you get there, find your Dad and protect him."

"Understood! All for the Father of Night!"

Curze nodded and patted the two of them on the shoulder heavily.

He then led the four people to a training room.

"Father, what are you doing?"

"Laxus, as the First Batch to go and provide support, you must be capable enough. Admittedly, your combat strength in the Legion is indeed very high right now, but there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"My Thirteen-Person Group and I will be providing you four with individual intensive training."

"Then, the two Archmagos of Nostramo will enhance the two of you."

"After your special training is over, you will need to withstand Sevatar for 10 minutes."

"Furthermore, before you depart, I will tell you everything about that world. Once you arrive, be careful and cautious, and absolutely do not make any mistakes."

"And also, you only listen to your Dad."

After doing all that, Curze told them to start preparing.

They all knew very well that there was no option of not being able to survive; for the sake of the Father of Night, they had to pull through.

For Nova, this moment was the most important moment of his life.

As the only Recruits in the Evernight Legion, and the 5001st soldier, Nova is special within the Legion.

He was the only junior member of the entire Legion.

Fortunately, he was capable enough to avoid living under the shadow of his predecessors forever.

But at this moment, Nova understands that he must become stronger.

As for Slazov, he was already bursting with excitement.

Back when Terra anti-corruption, it was the Father of Night who singled them out.

He was one of those chosen to travel to another world to support the Father of Night.

Although he has been retired from the military for a long time, as a veteran, he must demonstrate his attitude and capabilities.

Besides Curze, the other Primarch have also begun intensive preparations.

Those selected underwent extremely intensive extra training during this period.