Blank? Utterly Ordinary!

For the next ten-plus days, Axis spent eight hours each day channeling Ki into the Adeptus Custodes to temper their bodies, followed by four hours of combat training and eight hours of rest.

Over the course of those fifteen full days, the physical fitness of these Adeptus Custodes warriors surged by thirty percent, with noticeable improvements in speed, agility, and even endurance.

Through these days of strengthening, Axis discovered that the effects were most potent during the first session; while subsequent sessions still yielded results, the rate of growth began to taper off.

During this time, Axis also sensed changes within his own body. As a Legendary Super Saiyan, he had yet to undergo a transformation.

However, the potential of a Legendary Super Saiyan remained constant, and his power grew almost daily. Axis did not need to focus on strenuous cultivation, as such things were entirely unnecessary for a Legendary Super Saiyan.

What Axis needed was to learn how to control this power and improve his mental fortitude—or, in other words, to strengthen his soul!

After the final day of training concluded, Axis took a moment to ask his teacher, Malcador, if he was a Blank.

The benefits of being a Blank were numerous: they could suppress Psykic Power and effectively provide immunity to Warp corruption.

"Axis, do you feel like a Blank? Do you meet the criteria of a Blank?" Malcador countered with a question.

Did Psykic Power fail in his presence? The answer was no. Malcador and the Emperor could effortlessly manifest Psykic Power in front of Axis, even using it to keep him in a clear-headed state.

When legitimate psykers aboard the Emperor's Dream passed by Axis, there was no sign of their Psykic Power weakening or vanishing.

"So, I am not a Blank!" Axis asked.

"Correct! You are neither a Blank nor a psyker.

In a sense, your soul has a projection in the Warp, just as unremarkable as the trillions of ordinary humans in the Imperium of Man," Malcador explained.

Long ago, Malcador had used his Psykic Power to enter the Warp and observe the projection of Axis's soul.

Axis's soul was exceptionally plain—so unremarkable that it would never attract the attention of any daemon or malevolent entity. Who could have guessed?

A soul so weak and plain, yet housed within a body of such violent power in the material universe.

Were it not for the fact that Axis's Ki could, to a certain extent, resist the corrosive power of the Warp, providing a better resistance to it, his soul would be indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person.

Yet, this was perfect. By not drawing the attention of any daemon, he would not be targeted by those evil existences.

His soul was not like those of the Primarchs, which shone in the Warp like brilliant beacons, attracting endless swarms of daemons!

Well, Saiyans were indeed not particularly adept at matters of the spirit or soul; even the Legendary Super Saiyan Broly had been controlled by technological means!

He was not a natural-born Legendary Super Saiyan, but one created through the Emperor's genetic enhancement technology.

He was merely a common low-class Saiyan warrior, so his soul strength would not be particularly high; even for a natural-born Legendary Super Saiyan, the soul would not be exceptionally strong.

Even death in the Dragon Ball World was nothing more than gaining a halo above one's head, governed by laws entirely different from these.

"Axis, Ki is your foundation. Although your body has been enhanced, Ki remains the basis of everything. Cultivate this power well," Malcador said meaningfully.

"But Teacher, didn't you say I couldn't cultivate right now?" Axis asked.

As a Legendary Super Saiyan, even an artificial one, his power was growing at every moment.

"I am telling you to study Ki, to let it circulate within your body, and to research its other applications.

Not to engage in physical exercises like push-ups, sit-ups, leg kicks, or stretches," Malcador roared.

The "cultivation" this kid Axis spoke of involved doing push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and even shadowboxing.

You fool, your body has already been enhanced to its limit; do you really need to bother with those things?

Do you think those mundane exercises could make you stronger? The answer is no.

If one could obtain a body surpassing genetic modification through mere exercise, all of humanity would have been Adeptus Custodes long ago.

For twenty-five full years, the Emperor poured all his heart and soul into you, pushing your genetics to their absolute maximum.

At most, you should hone your combat techniques, learn to fight various enemies, and master combat in diverse environments.

Even using gravity training would not improve Axis's body much further; this vessel had already been pushed to its current, perfect limit.

His body had reached a bottleneck; without breaking through it, Axis's physical form could no longer grow.

Axis nodded, half-understanding. While he possessed the body of a Legendary Super Saiyan, his soul remained utterly unremarkable.

If a Great Unclean One of Slaanesh wanted to, could it possess him just as it had Fulgrim?

Could his Ki withstand it? Axis dared not gamble, and he wondered if there were any methods to strengthen the soul.

A few days later, the Emperor personally bestowed upon Axis a suit of golden Aquila Terminator Armor.

This power armor was forged from Auramite, an extremely precious metal possessing defensive capabilities far exceeding Adamantium and Plasteel.

The most unique feature of this power armor was its near-total inertness at the quantum level, making it highly resistant to the influence of Warp energies.

Regarding Power Weapons, the Emperor had also specially prepared two Power Fists for Axis; one could fire bolter rounds.

The other could fire an Energy Cannon, which could be swapped out according to Axis's needs to fire Melta or Plasma Weaponry.

"Axis, from this day forward, you shall officially become an Adeptus Custodes, fighting for the Imperium of Man!"

Axis nodded and accepted the Adeptus Custodes power armor and Power Fists from the Emperor.

The Emperor had made some adjustments to this Terminator Armor, allowing it to adapt to Axis's height like a Combat Suit, as his physique would swell dramatically if he were to unleash that special transformation.

Although Axis preferred wearing his Combat Suit, it was far too dangerous to wear in the extreme environments of the Warhammer world—with its radiation, cosmic rays, and various viruses. His life was precious, after all!