Preparing to Depart (1)

"We are willing to serve the Father of Night to the fullest!"

Seeing the fifty people kneeling down in perfect unison, Han Mingxuan was at a loss for what to do.

"As I said before, you should simply retire and return to your rural homes; you don't need to concern yourselves with anything else."

"But things are different now," Kamon said. "You are about to travel to Terra, a place that devours people without spitting out their bones."

"We're quite familiar with that area, and we have some connections there that can help you establish yourself."

"Besides, not everything in the universe requires your personal involvement, Old Han. You need manpower, your own manpower."

"You can go to Curze; he'll do a better job than me."

"The Primarch's guards have little significance to the Primarch itself; they are more of a symbol."

"But your guards, Old Han, we will be the last wall before you, the last sword, the last Boltgun."

Kamon was actually right; the Primarch's guard was more symbolic, since the Primarch considered Space Marines easy targets who could be dealt with with a single punch.

Or, to put it another way, from the Primarch's perspective, the guard of Space Marines was more like children playing house.

It's like a group of children surrounding their father and saying they will protect him; it's the same principle.

In fact, they are the ones who need to be protected.

As the Primarch, "young and vigorous" is not just a word, but a permanent state.

"I'll be relying on you all from now on."

Hearing that Han Mingxuan had agreed, the Thunder Warriors felt relieved.

"From today onwards, you are the Shadowbat Guard. Aside from your daily patrols, you will not perform any other duties. If I need you to do anything, I will notify you in advance."

"Clear!"

After meeting with Old Kamon and the others, Han Mingxuan headed to the Food Street; he was going to find Trazyn.

Upon arriving at the Food Street, Han Mingxuan quickly found Trazyn.

Now, Trazyn is the behind-the-scenes owner of the entire Food Street, and coupled with his enormous appetite, he has long been famous in the Food Street.

It's not difficult to find.

However, when he found Trazyn, he discovered that Orikan Trazyn also there.

"You're both here."

"What a rare guest, Old Han! You hardly ever come here."

"I guess Old Han wants to talk to us about something, about Nostramo, right?"

"You Prophecy it?"

This man was a famous materialist Prophecy.

"No, my friend, this is just speculation based on the current situation. You're going to be away from Nostramo for a while, so you're worried."

"Yes, so I'd like to ask you two to look after this place for me. There are a few details I need to discuss with you."

"Don't worry, Old Han. All the Planets in the entire Peaceful Star System had massive amounts of Blackstone Artifacts placed inside Planet when they were first built."

"The Pariah Nexus?" Han Mingxuan looked at Trazyn in surprise.

"It's a good name, but it only removes Warp- related influences; other aspects shouldn't be a big problem."

The entire Peaceful Star System was forged into an impenetrable fortress by Trazyn from the very beginning.

Han Mingxuan nodded. "There are two more things I need you both to pay attention to."

"Speak up, just tell me, I'll handle it. You can rest assured," Trazyn with a smile.

"First, Lieutenant General Futia, I have a feeling she's not simple, especially when it comes to her soul."

"I must keep a close eye on her after I leave."

This Lieutenant General looked so much like Huangpizi that he had to be on high alert.

The first person to resemble the Emperor so much was Lorgar.

As for Lorgar's strength?

Slaanesh was almost burned alive.

Therefore, he had to be wary of this Futia.

Whether it's Emperor or Warp God, anything related to Warp Psychic Power should be approached with caution.

"No problem, I'll record everything related to her, even the number of farts she lets out in her sleep."

This might seem excessive to others, but it's a demand placed on Han Mingxuan.

Hehe.

Trazyn's decision not to directly examine her thoughts was already a conservative approach.

"Anything else?"

"There's one more thing I need to Orikan to do."

"You don't need to be so polite, my friend," Orikan said with a smile.

"Buzz."

With a wave of his hand, Trazyn locked the surrounding area in a time magnetic field, making it impossible to penetrate or detect by physical means or Warp Psychic Power.

"It's safe now."

"The sword in my study is very likely related to Warp God."

"After obtaining that sword, I had the children of the Council of the Long Night investigate it. It's related to a Xenos civilization, and this Xenos civilization is very strange."

"Strange? Please wait a moment."

Orikan stopped what he was doing and did some deduction.

His expression turned serious.

"The Mist."

It is indeed related to Warp.

That night, after the sword fell to the ground, Han Mingxuan put it back and closed the window.

But the next day, the sword was still there, and the window was open.

It's obvious there won't be any snakes, insects, or rodents.

He lives in the safest place in the entire Peaceful Star System, a guarantee made by Trazyn.

So the rest is interesting.

What do you want me to do?

"Use Blackstone Technology to create an identical sword and place it there. As for the original, destroy it."

"No problem, I can handle that. Here, take this."

As he spoke, Orikan took out a piece of clothing.

"This is?"

"The Time Cloak, but I've modified the design. Remember to wear it close to your body and never take it off, no matter what."

"Knew."

"Then, in the name of those Necrontyr, I wish you all the best."

"Don't worry, with Jia's help in modifying the Thunder Warriors, there won't be any problems."

"Hold on."

Trazyn raised his hand and implanted a device the size of a mung bean into Han Mingxuan's arm.

"What's this?"

There is one Dimensional Space in this space.

"It includes the authority to command the Solemnace Dynasty's army, the Collector's authority, access to some of my collection, and a passage to the Crown World of the Nihilakh Dynasty."

The Nihilakh Dynasty.

The Dynasty that placed the greatest emphasis on defense.

The entire Crown World of Gorth Dynasty, nestled within a pocket Dimension, has never been breached to this day.

"This is too valuable."

"No, Old Han, you're being too modest," Trazyn said. "You can't possibly imagine your standing within our tribe."

"To say something extremely disrespectful," Trazyn adjusted his tone, "Your contributions to my people far surpass even the Silent King's mere finger."

"Though this is disrespectful, it must be admitted that it is the truth," Orikan said.

"Alright, Old Han, Jia needs to talk to you, so let's end our conversation here for now. Looking forward to your safe return."

Jia?

What does she want with me?

Never mind, I'll just go and see for myself.