The Smith and the Judgment

As for the various grudges that have arisen since the Lord of Drakes returned, he believes that the Father of Night will handle them well.

Thus, with the help of the Commissar Boyz's strange Psychic Power, the Emperor found the Lord of Drakes, who had been sleeping in the Warp and drifting ever since.

However, he did not bring the Lord of Drakes to Terra, but instead threw him directly into the Punishment Star.

"Father of Night, the Lord of Drakes is entrusted to you."

On the same day, the father and son, who were preparing for battle in the Punishment Star, both felt a chill at the same time.

"Damn Huangpizi, they're up to no good again!"

Before Han Mingxuan could finish his rant, news arrived from the interstellar orbit.

"Sir, this is Krete. We've discovered a charred body in near-Earth orbit."

"Based on gene sequence testing, the other party is highly likely to be the Primarch."

So fast?

It seems the Huangpizi got desperate and kicked out with a big kick.

But this is for the best.

"Krete, how's the transfer of mineral resources from the T'au Empire's sector coming along?"

"A relatively complete resource transfer chain has been established. If you intend to build the Gloriana-class Battleship, you can begin now."

Although the T'au Empire has been destroyed, the resources on the Planets in the T'au Empire sector where it was located still exist.

After the T'au Empire was destroyed, its remaining forces directly pledged allegiance to the Imperium of Man. Isn't this a form of racial unity?

"The matters concerning the Gloriana-class Battleships are now in your hands. However, at present, we do not have enough time to construct the Gloriana-class Battleships."

"Let's start by Strike Cruisers."

"Understood, we will do our best."

After arranging things here, Han Mingxuan had just stepped out when he saw the Night Haunter rushing over.

"I'm sure you've felt it too."

"That damn Huangpizi, it always manages to cause some kind of toothache."

Have you figured out how to see him?

The complex relationship between the Lord of Drakes and the Night Haunter cannot be explained in just a few words.

During the Horus Heresy, the Night Haunter's torment of the Lord of Drakes directly caused him to lose all his rationality.

In order to restore the Lord of Drakes's sanity, the human Perpetual agents who came to carry out the mission had no choice but to sacrifice themselves to perish together with the Lord of Drakes.

Only by perishing together with the Lord of Drakes will the Lord of Drakes' Perpetual trait come into play, thus allowing death to reset the Lord of Drakes' rationality.

Only then can things take a turn for the better.

Even so, under those conditions, after the Lord of Drakes Resurrection, he only retained basic rationality.

There are still cracks in his own rationality.

"Father, if I let Vulkan kill me, will you blame me?"

"Is that really what you think?"

"Yes, Father, one must take responsibility for one's actions."

"Then I will be happy for you, Night Haunter. Without a doubt, this proves that you are a responsible person."

The Night Haunter nodded and then began preparations.

Not long after, Krete had the unconscious Lord of Drakes brought before the Night Haunter.

"Father, we've found Vulkan now, but the key issue is his recovery, which is quite troublesome."

The revival of the Lord of Drakes requires a noble sacrifice.

Now, at this critical juncture, where can we find them? Are we to sacrifice our father?

"Leave this to me, Night Haunter."

As he spoke, Han Mingxuan took a pen out of his pocket.

Looking at the pen, Han Mingxuan was somewhat dazed.

Although I made a high-quality replica of this pen, I haven't used it properly for many years.

Looking back now, things have really changed. Ever since he started exploring his own soul to a higher level, he's become somewhat obsessed with trivial pursuits and neglects his duties.

I'm having a blast playing Hurricane Battle Soul.

Now, holding the pen in his hand again, Han Mingxuan intends to use it to awaken Vulkan.

Seeing this, Urtana skillfully brought over a bowl of water.

Immediately afterwards, Han Mingxuan used his power to awaken Vulkan.

However, Han Mingxuan knew very well that the Lord of Drakes would have a period of unconsciousness after awakening.

During this unconscious period, the Lord of Drakes's forging abilities will be enhanced without limit.

That's how the two divine artifacts were created. After the artifacts were completed, the Lord of Drakes regained consciousness.

However, he had no idea how these two divine artifacts were forged.

"Konrad, once the Lord of Drakes awakens, immediately throw him into the shipyard."

"Father... you wouldn't be thinking of..."

"The Lord of Drakes in his current state is one of the best blacksmiths in the entire universe. Asking him to forge a portable divine artifact would be too petty."

"If you're going to build one, let him build a big one."

"Understood, Father. Leave everything to me."

Hearing his father say that, the Night Haunter became curious about what would happen if the Lord of Drakes in this state were thrown into the shipyard.

What exactly will they build?

Even the Night Haunter's own Prophecy abilities could not fully grasp this.

Therefore, he plans to observe it in person.

And so, the Night Haunter witnessed a shocking historical truth.

During the time the Lord of Drakes was unconscious, he created a core.

The Night Haunter had no idea what the core was for, but he could sense that it possessed unparalleled power.

Moreover, that core system is self-iterable.

That's terrifying.

However, before he figured out what this core was for, he had to face the wrath of the Lord of Drakes.

"It's been ages, brother."

As the Lord of Drakes slowly awoke, he heard that voice that was etched into his very soul.

"Konrad Curze, you're a madman!"

Even the reborn Lord of Drakes, even with his sanity reset time and time again.

But when he saw this brother who had poured his heart out to him again...

His anger reignited, however fiercely it was now.

"Long time no see, brother. I hope I haven't disturbed your sweet dreams."

"What? Are you trying to torture me again?"

The Lord of Drakes observed his current state and then looked at his surroundings.

Without a doubt, this is a place specifically for building spaceships, and right now he doesn't even have a decent weapon by his side.

Forget about hammers, you can't even find a stone.

Apart from that, he wasn't wearing much else, just a coarse cloth short shirt.

Its primary function was to cover one's shame.

"I'm standing before you not to torment you, but simply to ask that you calm down over the next half hour and listen to my explanation of the current state of the Imperium."

"Curze, I once had high hopes for you, I always thought you could be saved, but now I can't listen to you for even a minute, let alone half an hour!"

The Night Haunter shook his head with a wry smile.

"I am indeed deeply sinful."

The Night Haunter took off his Lightning Claws and walked up to the Lord of Drakes Lightning Claw.

Amidst the shocked and bewildered gaze of the Lord of Drakes, the Night Haunter handed him the pair of Lightning Claws.

"Lord of Drakes, my most benevolent brother, at this moment, I know all too well that my madness ten thousand years ago inflicted upon you an irreparable wound."

"Now that I have regained my senses, I atone for my sins to you."

"If you think that judging me with the cruelest Criminal Law in the universe will bring your soul a moment of peace."

"Then, I welcome your judgment."