Retired Veteran
The unit that came to support the Eighth Legion of this world actually had some reservations.
When they traveled to this timeline, the Inquisitor had already synchronized everything in that timeline with them.
In other words, they knew exactly what the Eighth Legion had done in this world.
But they were also very clear about it.
The Imperium of Man of the 40K era and the Imperium of Man of the 30K era are completely different things; they are the real visitors.
Given the personalities of these hosts, they will definitely give them a hard time.
However, all of the people who came to provide support were of Nostramo-descended.
Although they were unknown in the past, they still possess overwhelming strength in this era.
So after dealing with these insolent creatures, the team did not immediately cross the rift back to the Realspace.
They devised a plan.
Special Operations Squad from the Dawn Army Group was tasked with technically sealing the Warp Daemon that had already been slain.
Of course, only the head is sealed.
Then they would throw the head out first, and then walk out themselves.
For no other reason than to demonstrate their military strength.
30K era, because all the Primarch of the Imperium of Man were normal, the Imperium of Man possessed terrifyingly strong combat power.
As a result, even the strongest Eighth Legion has now reached the point where there are no real major battles left to fight.
Now that I've come into this world, there are so many things I can fight.
As they emerged along with the thrown-out heads.
The Night Lords were indeed startled.
Judging from the heads alone, they have taken at least 10 Greater Daemon.
"Reporting to the Father of Night, all the Daemon in this Warp Storm have been wiped out, not a single one spared!"
Looking at these people, Han Mingxuan nodded in satisfaction.
"Excellent, you've done very well. It seems you haven't slacked off while I was away."
"To be loyal to the Father of Night!"
The entire squad chanted in unison, and their movements were as precise as a mechanical program.
Establishing authority, this is absolutely establishing authority.
This squad demonstrated their formidable strength to the Night Lords through their extremely powerful combat capabilities and initiative.
Meanwhile, the 50-man guard that had been standing by the Father of Night.
They didn't utter a single word from beginning to end, but the oppressive aura they exuded was genuine.
Sevatar knew very well that he couldn't beat any one of those 50 people.
Let alone the members of the Father of Night's Private Guard, even the commander of this squad would have a very difficult time defeating those three.
"Alright, everything's been cleaned up. Let's go back."
At Han Mingxuan's command, everyone followed behind him.
However, when Han Mingxuan joined the Night Haunter's ranks, those who came to support him paid their respects to the Night Haunter.
"Greetings in the name of the Grand Inquisitor, Great Night Haunter," Nova began.
"Nova Speth, I was there when they recruited, and your growth and transformation are truly astonishing."
"Night Haunter is joking."
The Night Haunter then led everyone to the Punishment Star, but as soon as they Punishment Star, high-ranking officers of the Eighth Legion surrounded them.
Although their hostility wasn't overtly displayed, everyone present knew these guys were itching for a fight.
"You're also from the Eighth Legion?"
"To correct you, we are from Nostramo," Nova said.
The Night Lords had gathered around seemed somewhat dazed when they heard the name Nostramo.
For so many years, they hadn't heard that name, that Homeworld that had been destroyed.
It's likely that in the other person's timeline, that Homeworld still exists and continues to thrive.
"I'm asking you, are you from the Eighth Legion?"
"The Midnight Reapers of the Eighth Legion, a personal guard of Grand Inquisitor Konrad Curze, and the Inquisitors the Evernight Legion, Nova Spears."
"Laxus Dussack, a candidate for the Evernight Reserve Night, serving under Grand Inquisitor Konrad Curze during the Midnight Reapers of the Eighth Legion."
"The Midnight Reapers of the Eighth Legion, a personal guard under Grand Inquisitor Konrad Curze, and an Evernight Reserve, Weiss Tum."
"The Midnight Reapers of the Eighth Legion, under the command of Grand Inquisitor Konrad Curze, Retired Veteran, Machine Gunner Slazov."
"Retired Veteran?"
The first three people's self-introductions were all fine, but Slazov's introduction was just too refreshingly unique.
"Yes, Retired Veteran Evernight Legion Ace Reservist, the Nostramo's Strongest Real Estate Salesman, who participated in Terra anti-corruption, the Military Reforms of the Imperium of Man, and the Ullanor Crusade."
Terra anti-corruption?
Imperium of Man Military Reform?
The Night Lords had no idea what these two events meant, because they were incomprehensible.
Is this High Gothic or Low Gothic?
Everyone knows that the Bureaucratic System of the entire Imperium of Man is rotten to the core. Terra anti-corruption is more like blowing up Terra.
As for the Military Reforms of the Imperium of Man, they were even more outrageous.
As veterans, they naturally knew what the Great Crusade Force was like and how Military Reforms were carried out during Great Crusade period.
Are the veterans on the other timeline living in a dream?
The only thing they could understand and comprehend was the Ullanor Crusade.
You sound very strong.
"How could that be? Even among the demobilized Reserve, I'm an old man, and because of my participation in Terra anti-corruption campaign, I'm more of a Civil Servant."
"Civil Servant?"
Slazov's words were even more incomprehensible to the Night Lords.
Why send a Civil Servant? And why is this Civil Servant called a machine gunner?
Machine gunners and Civil Servant just don't seem to fit together.
"Then... why did that Grand Inquisitor send you here?"
Does assisting the Father of Night with his daily document processing count?
Hearing Slazov's reason, the Night Lords found it even more unacceptable.
They've even begun to suspect that this old Civil Servant, who claims to be Retired Veteran, is actually a seasoned, cunning old soldier.
Moreover, they can now be fairly certain that when this squad rushed in to kill the Warp Daemon, the veteran was definitely trying to gain military merit.
After all, according to the usual logic of this world.
None of the Civil Servant are good.
"Old soldier, you should be resting now that you've retired and transferred to civilian life. Why are you getting involved in this mess?"
They've arrived.
Everyone present knew that these Night Lords wanted to establish their authority by using them, but they had been looking for an excuse, and Slazov had given them that excuse.
However, Slazov will make sure they remember the meaning of the phrase "joining in the fun."
"What? Are you all looking down on this old man? Don't underestimate me just because I'm old; I still go to the park to exercise every day."
"After all, I have a heavy daily sales quota for real estate, and I can't do that job without good health."
Exercising in the park?
Are you still competent at your job?
This old man is a bit too down-to-earth.
It's decided, we'll pick the softest persimmons.
Since the goal is to establish authority, we must use our strengths to attack their weaknesses.
This isn't bullying; it's called tactics.
"How about this? Although you've come to support the Father of Night, we also need to be aware of your combat capabilities. How about we have a spar?"
The true intentions have finally been revealed.
But it's good to have friendly competition; we should have friendly competition.
"A friendly spar is fine, but the rules need to be clearly stated. Don't accuse me of bullying the younger generation later."
But at Night Lords smiled slightly, and a plan came to mind.
"Guests are welcome, please choose."
They found it strange when he said those words, because the other person laughed.
But when these people laughed, they didn't look at the hosts; instead, they looked at two people in their group.