The Ending Is Set

Iron Fist.

Iron Hands's medical pods remain exactly as they were.

However, with Philus lifting the restrictions on physical mechanization, many Iron Hands Legion warriors were overjoyed and eagerly requested the Apothecary to replace parts of their bodies with metal limbs.

Compared to the medical cabins that were already quite mechanically modified in the past, the smell of engine oil here seems even stronger than before.

The once-empty hospital beds are now filled with eager Iron Hands warriors.

If it weren't for the fact that the number of Apothecary was slightly insufficient compared to the massive demand for mechanized modifications, the entire Iron Hands Legion would probably have literally become the Iron Hands in just a few days.

The first thing to do is the same as the Primarch of the Iron Hands, change their hands to steel!

The Legion's name is Iron Hands, and the Primarch is also Iron Hands.

When it came to the Astartes of the Iron Ten Legion, it became a fleshy hand. How could that be acceptable?

Regardless of which Legion, Space Marine will subconsciously emulate the Primarch.

Just like how the War Hounds were all nailed after Angron's return, the Legion collectively loved speeding after the Khan arrived, and the Angel directly turned the Ninth Legion from demons into humans.

The Iron Hands all wished they could have an indestructible pair of Iron Hands like Philus.

As for Ultramarines...

Elijah Seth, the world's only known human-spirit hybrid and the Ultramarines' Chief Librarian Astropath: "?"

"What is the meaning of mentioning me?"

"Would Guilliman be allied with the Eldar—?"

Kasgar woke up.

The sizzling sound of metal welding still echoed in his ears.

The familiar white rooftops and the bustling Servitor reminded him of his place in the world.

"Woke up?"

Accompanying the pleasant questioning sound was the scratching sound of charcoal on parchment.

It's very light, and I lack confidence.

Aqua Duna.

"I lost?"

"We lost, we lost badly."

"Not only was he knocked unconscious on the spot, but his chest was also almost crushed by the blows."

"Moreover, if I hadn't insisted that they treat you exactly as you are, their Apothecary probably would have replaced your internal organs with steel ones."

Steel internal organs.

Kasgar shuddered at the thought.

"I don't know where you get your confidence to challenge the Primarch alone."

"Even with Psychic Power awakening, it doesn't mean you can challenge Primarch- level opponents at will."

Aqua's tone was somewhat resentful.

Kasgar's sudden challenge to Philus was indeed quite perplexing to her.

The reason is actually quite simple.

I'm getting anxious.

He's gotten carried away; he's become Guilliman.

"This matter is really difficult to explain in a short time."

I made a small mistake that all Primarch make.

In fact, the Regency also did it.

"Come with me, let's talk about this somewhere else."

Kasgar turned over and got out of bed with a serious expression.

This is going to be difficult.

If the demon isn't killed, it will likely become increasingly difficult to solve the problem in the same way in the future.

Not only that, the Power Sword is also gone.

Wait, the Power Sword is still there?

Kasgar looked at [Zhanli] beside him, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Philus did not take it as a trophy.

What are they trying to do?

Actually, his injury wasn't a big deal.

Although Kasgar's Psychic Flame don't cause much damage, their advantage lies in providing him with extremely strong self-healing abilities.

Even though his chest cavity was crushed by the Primarch's punch, he could be restored to his original state by simply burning it with Psychic Flame after waking up.

Just let it settle for a little while over a fire.

Therefore, even though she had just undergone reconstructive surgery, Kaska was now able to move freely, leading Aqua, the Second Company Commander of the Imperial Children, to the door of the Thousand Children's Think Tank, Amal.

"Who?"

"It's me."

The door opened.

Amar led the two into the room.

How are your injuries?

"It's alright. As long as I don't die, with the support of Psychic Flame, my recovery ability is far beyond what others imagine."

"But the premise is that you don't die."

Amar asked with some concern.

"How was it? Did it achieve the desired effect? Was that Warp Entity you mentioned driven out?"

"Wait, what does this mean?"

Listening to the two talking in strange language, Aqua felt as if she had entered some unknown mysterious warrior society.

"So that's how it is."

"But it sounds like your Psychic Flame aren't as effective as you expected."

Aqua's insightful commentary on Kasgar after understanding the background.

Amar was very excited about this. "You've confirmed that this is indeed the influence of Warp Entity?"

"Moreover, Warp Entity also have their own unique names and species!"

"You even mean that Warp Entity have ranks and classifications? Wait, my friend, I must—"

"Stop!"

"You are not allowed to write this down."

Just as Amar was excitedly looking for something to write down the knowledge about Warp Entity that Kasgar had mentioned, he was stopped by Kasgar.

Kasgar was sweating profusely.

You've actually started researching this?!

So these Thousand Sons really... never gave up their desire to court death for even a moment.

"Perhaps there will be specialized research on Warp Entity in the future, but not now."

Amar is a Psyker.

In other words, the more he learns about the Warp, the more likely he is to become Portal for demons to invade the world, provided he lacks sufficient knowledge to defend against such invasions.

No matter how strong his thirst for knowledge is, he is not worthy of knowing things he shouldn't know.

"The reason is simple: Warp Entity can be created through thought and spread through mental activity."

"Unless there is a better way to deal with it, the less you know about the Warp, the better."

"Okay." Amar, somewhat disappointed. "So what should we do now?"

"Friend, this is exactly the problem that's giving me a headache."

Flames can indeed drive away and incinerate demons that parasitize the human body, but for a powerful Greater Daemon, the flames of an unawakened Kasgar cannot kill it instantly.

But if the flames that Kasgar is so proud of are not working, what can he do to stop the demon invasion?

Are you leading the promotion of the "Lectitio Divinitatus"?

"We don't have much time left."

Kasgar's expression was grave. "It's been a week since Philus joined the Gardinar Campaign."

"Lord Guilliman's Number Two Expeditionary Fleet will arrive in about a week."

Guilliman said he would arrive in nine hours, and he really will.

"During this period, Philus will most likely choose to launch a final all-out attack on the Gardinal Prime."

"And this time, it might be our last chance to save Philus from the Warp Entity."

Kasgar looked at his right hand, which was covered in cracks.

He is in dire need of strength, but he cannot rush things.

Those damned Warp Daemon are everywhere; we must be wary of their every whisper and potential seduction.

Damn Warp Entity

"Why don't we try talking to her directly about this?"

Aqua tried asking a question.

"No, questioning the authority of Primarch within the Legion, or accusing them of being attacked by some unknown evil creature, is not in accordance with the Imperial Truth."

If Kasgar also requires that the flame in his hand must be taken to a certain temple to cure the other person's illness.

That sense of déjà vu is a bit too strong.

Even Erebus wouldn't be foolish enough to say that to Primarch who isn't unconscious.

"So, according to you, it's basically impossible for us to extract that Warp Daemon from Philus's mind?"

Aqua slumped back on the recliner behind her, looking up at the sky with a sigh.

"That's one way to put it. But—it's possible that the Primarch himself became aware that his thoughts were being manipulated."

Feasible.

When the Primarch becomes aware of the abnormality in its thinking, the Demon can no longer deceive the Primarch.

Just like Guilliman, who had just awakened and faced the crown of vanity, he was startled and instantly saw through the disguise of the Slaanesh followers.

(Guilliman: What do you mean I'm going to sit on the Golden Throne too? Oh my god, that's terrifying!)

During the Great Crusade, the Warp the Veil from reality was still very thick.

The extent to which demons can interfere with reality is not very high.

The influence of the Warp will only gradually deepen after the Word Bearers sacrifice large numbers of civilian souls during the Horus Heresy.

As for now, even the well-known "The Sapphire King" can only hide and bow his head, secretly influencing Philus's actions as a parasite on her body.

But it's not that feasible.

"But getting her to admit her mistakes is far more difficult than we imagine."

"We need to make the extreme rationalist Philus realize that her thinking is flawed or that she is being parasitized by some supernatural force."

It seems highly unlikely.

The problem has come full circle.

How can we uncover the demon lurking within Philus's body?

"Kasgar, I have another question for you."

After a moment of silence, Aqua Duna spoke first, "You have the Prophecy, don't you?"

". right."

However, the prophecy does not foretell the appearance of the "The Sapphire King".

This thing abruptly disrupted Kasgar's plans.

"Then can you tell me, what is so special about Gardinal in your prophecy?"

"Is it worth it for you to insist on going despite Fulgrim's demands?"

Kasgar remained silent.

You can't just say, "It's because you're going to die here," can you?

"It's my fault, isn't it?"

Aqua lifted her head from the recliner, her bright purple eyes fixed on Kasgar.

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce right through the other person.

How did you know?

"Intuition."

She smiled slightly, "A swordsman's intuition."

"And in your prophecy, I will die, right?"

"Right here, at the upcoming decisive battle on the Gardinal Prime?"

Aqua looked up at the ceiling.

Unlike the other lifeless cabins in the Steel Fist, this one was decorated with a stunning starry sky wallpaper by Amar.

Compared to the monotonous and dull cabins of other Steel Fist units, this one has a more human-inhabited atmosphere.

"Although it might sound a bit narcissistic."

"But your purpose in coming to the Iron Hands is to save me in the final battle in which I am prophesied to die."

"Also, according to the prophecy, she will not be controlled by Warp Entity, right?"

"It seems I can't hide anything from you."

Kasgar smiled helplessly.

"Wait! What do you two mean by this?!"

Amar was somewhat confused.

Why did he suddenly burst out with a bunch of things he couldn't understand?

"Amar, you Thousand Sons should have made many Psychic Power prophecies, have you forgotten the principle that prophecies must come true?"

"Yes, but aren't we talking about how to make Philus realize her mistakes—"

"A result has been reached, Amar."

"Since we have no better way, let the prophecy happen."

Aqua made a decision.

—Follow the guidance of prophecy.

"Just me."

As she spoke, Aqua pointed to herself.

"Only my death can make the Iron Hands understand the extent of damage its actions will inflict on the Legion."

"Just as the prophecy of Kasgar said."

"You mean--"

Amar's pupils suddenly contracted.

"I will die in the next battle."

"The prophecy will surely come true, my friend."

Even if there are all sorts of strange changes along the way, they are like the scenery that passes by briefly on a train journey, and they will not affect our arrival at the final destination.

As she spoke, she slowly stood up from the chair, stroking the exquisite Xhanabal Sword she had taken from her waist, caressing it gently.

The next moment, she slowly drew the sword from it.

The sharp, cold light emanating from the sword flashed before their eyes.

Grin.

It was sheathed again.

"But... my purpose in coming here is to break the prophecy and save you."

"You don't actually need to sacrifice yourself! We can use the ramming horn of our warship to destroy the Gardinalians's Star Rail, thus ending the battle sooner!"

"Prophecies don't always come true! We can still—"

"I see."

"But now, do you have a better way to wake Philus up?"

Kasgar remained silent.

"Prophecies may not always come true, but they can guide our actions."

"Since the time of Terra, I have apprenticed under the Thunder Warrior. I joined the Emperor's Children Legion and have fought countless battles, large and small, without ever suffering a defeat."

"All victories and all trials are for the purpose of dying for a greater goal at the most critical moment."

With that, Aqua stood up and walked towards the door.

"And I have long been aware of this."

She said with a smile.

". I see."

Kasgar's answer was tinged with bitterness.

"If I haven't found a better way by then..."

"Then let's treat it as our last resort."

Everything happened just as it did in the original story.

Absolutely perfect.

Ferrus is obsessed with the position of Warmaster.

It was because of Akur Duna's self-sacrifice that he chose to let go of his obsession and bid farewell to the stage of the Warmaster.

Could it be that...

Is this scene about to repeat itself?

The next day.

Warriors from the Iron Hands!

I regret to inform you that the surgery for the mechanization modification may have to be slightly delayed.

[As requested by the Primarch, the Iron Hands is about to launch the final attack on the Gardinalians have betrayed us.]

We must show these traitors what happens when they betray us!

Warriors wounded in battle will receive the latest mechanized modification surgery more quickly!

[Frail and weak!]

"Too weak and frail!!!"

As the encouraging sounds of the warship's Sound Array boom echoed throughout the Iron Fist, cheers from the Iron Hands rose and fell.

After Philus did not prohibit mechanization, most of them followed the Primarch's example and replaced their hands with metal bionic arms.

And I've heard that if you get injured in battle, you'll receive even more upgrades.

The Iron Hands erupted in a flurry of Ork Boyz, as if they had heard the mad doctor's announcement that he was going to attach even bigger and Big Choppa to their arms.

Even the most honorable veterans are allowed to enter the Dreadnought realm that all legion soldiers dream of!

Oh my god!

If only I could enter the realm of Dreadnought, hehehe.

Now, it's Iron Hands's time for fantasy.