The Era of the Primarchs Is Over (1)

"Your idea is sound, but what if something goes wrong during the process?"

Sinleech has already come to Han Mingxuan's house.

That refers to the plan he had in mind.

Set a time limit for sealing the Dark King.

"Sir, if we don't do this, then with Abaddon's own power..."

"None of the Imperium Primarch are his match, and the most difficult part is that we cannot strip him of his power before the gates open."

Han Mingxuan didn't speak; his fingers tapped incessantly on the handle of his Staff.

"Alright then, once this begins, I'll personally oversee the Terra Throne Room."

"Then you and the God of War go to the front lines to keep an eye on Abaddon. During this time, your only objectives are to ensure Roboute's Resurrection and that Abaddon himself does nothing too outrageous."

"Abandon all other objectives."

"Okay, as long as you're willing to go and keep an eye on things, then there's no problem."

Others may make mistakes, but this gentleman will not.

There's one more thing you need to pay attention to.

Are you referring to Xiao Ning?

"Yes, she's been quiet since the end of the Tyranids War, but she's been too quiet."

"I've already had the Necrontyr keep an eye on her, but when Roboute is Resurrection, the Great Devourer might cause some trouble."

"Okay, I'll take care of this."

The conversation between the two was brief, lasting less than half an hour.

Precisely because it's this kind of thing, it doesn't need a lengthy explanation.

Small matters are addressed in large meetings, while big matters are addressed in small meetings; this has always been the case since ancient times.

"However, sir, the Imperium of Man is not going to have an easy time in the coming period."

"It's just the darkness before dawn; we must persevere, no matter the cost."

Han Mingxuan knew very well that after obtaining the power of the gods, Abaddon would definitely not stop, but would take revenge on the Imperium of Man as quickly as possible.

Although Abaddon is currently only a half-baked expert, he still possesses divine power.

A god stepped in directly.

The pressure on the entire Imperium is still too great.

But this is for the best.

A half-baked god exhausted his power in a military campaign against the Imperium.

So in the later stages, things will only get worse for him.

"With your words of reassurance, sir, I feel much more at ease."

Sinleech left in a hurry, while Han Mingxuan was not idle either; he went directly to see Angron and the Night Haunter.

"Father."

"Uncle."

"How are the two Legions doing during this period of rest and recuperation?"

"We've rested enough and are ready for the next mission at any time."

Hearing the Night Haunter's words, Han Mingxuan nodded, but he hadn't come here to put the two Legions in danger.

"Then let's continue to conserve our strength. My current requirement for these two Legions is that whatever they do, defense should be their primary objective."

"We need to conserve our maximum strength; the real battle is yet to come."

"Uncle, has something happened?" Angron keenly grasped the key point.

"There are some troublesome matters, Abaddon, you remember?"

"Of course I remember. Horus got into the Administratum because of Abaddon, but Abaddon did do a good thing too."

"Otherwise, his Great Astartes Supremacy would be a real headache."

Han Mingxuan was a little surprised when he heard Angron mention this.

He never expected that Horus had entered the Administratum because of Abaddon.

It seems that the filial son Abaddon, has the same attributes regardless of the time and space; only the way it manifests changes.

"The problem lies with Abaddon; he has now inherited the Blood God's Legacy."

"Him?" the Night Haunter asked in surprise.

Not to mention the Night Haunter, even Angron found it unbelievable.

"How could this be? Uncle, could it be..." Angron didn't finish his sentence.

Han Mingxuan didn't say much, he just nodded in agreement.

"I understand. We'll avoid him from now on."

"That's right. Don't worry, no matter how strong Abaddon is, he can't possibly come to Punishment Star to cause trouble."

"Should we tell the other Legions about this?" Angron asked.

"You young people can decide this yourselves; I won't interfere."

After Han Mingxuan finished speaking, he went to rest. As for the decision-making power, he left it to Angron and the Night Haunter.

"I think it's best not to tell them. Those guys are just treating us like Mercenaries," the Night Haunter said irritably.

They come when summoned and leave when dismissed; who does the Night Haunter think he is?

But what about Vulkan?

Others weren't really on Angron's radar, but he was genuinely worried about Vulkan, that kind-hearted old man.

"This gives me a headache too. How about we tie him up?"

"Are you... serious?"

"Just kidding, we'll just tell Vulkan the news. Whether he believes it or not, or whether he spreads the news, is his business."

"I think it would be quite interesting if they got beaten up by Abaddon, and then Abaddon ran up to them and said the Primarch era was over."

"Hmm... no problem, I'll go tell them."

On this day, aboard the Flagship of the Lord of Drakes, he received a communication message from the Punishment Star.

Moreover, it's on the Communications Frequency of the World Eaters.

"Angron?"

"It's me, Vulkan."

"Although I'm still a little unaccustomed to it, I'm so glad you contacted me, bro."

"It's nothing, Vulkan, we don't have any deep-seated hatred."

I'm contacting you today because there's something I need to tell you.

"The God of War of War's operations in the Warp have achieved their final result. The question now is whether Abaddon has obtained the Blood God's Legacy."

You need to be careful.

"Abaddon? You mean Abaddon, the Sons of Horus?"

"Of course, I don't think there will be another Abaddon in the world for the time being."

A second Abaddon?

Temporary?

Vulkan couldn't understand what Angron meant by "temporarily," but he said he could accept it.

After all, his brother came from a timeline without the Horus Heresy, so he could understand some of his strange claims.

"What does it mean that he received the Blood God's Legacy?"

"That means he's now a new god in the Warp, and given his hatred for the Imperium of Man, you're going to be in big trouble."

You?

"Angron..."

"I know what you're trying to say, Vulkan, but since my Legion and I arrived here, we've had an ironclad rule."

"We will only listen to our Uncle, and you no longer need to doubt the Night Haunter's stance."

The Lord of Drakes was speechless.

He had originally thought that these two Legions would join the Imperium's regular military ranks.

But now that Angron has said this, it's clear that he's refusing to stand up for the Imperium.

Putting aside other matters, Vulkan is crucial to the World Eaters currently led by Angron.

That was truly impressive.

Their fighting power is too strong.

They are beings so powerful that they seem to exist in a different dimension from the Astartes of this world.

An elite unit within one's own Legion is a Space Marine within Angron's Legions.

"But no matter which world it is, it's all for humanity."

"I believe my Uncle was also acting for humanity, and the two are not contradictory."

Although he was related to the Vulkan of this world by blood, Angron understood this very well.

What it is, it is.

"Alright, Vulkan, that's all I have to say."

"I'm sorry about what happened with Lion El'Jonson, Angron."

To everyone's surprise, Angron laughed on the other end of the communication line.

"Why are you apologizing, you good-natured guy? Lion El'Jonson doesn't need to apologize either. Let's wait for later. There will be other opportunities."

Let Lion El'Jonson handle Lion El'Jonson own situation. As for how he'll handle it?

Then let's see who has the harder fist, the young Lion El'Jonson or the current Lion El'Jonson.

However, Angron guessed that the Warmaster version of Lion El'Jonson would have even harder punches.