Ever since Lox had accepted the authority of the Omnissiah bestowed by the Emperor, his physical abilities had also been greatly enhanced by the influence of that peculiar psychic power.
It was a subtle transformation. As Lox's mastery over this power increased, his physical strength steadily improved as well.
Coupled with the protection of the power armor he wore at all times, the vast majority of attacks posed no real threat to him.
Even plasma weapon strikes did little more than polish his armor, but under Leman Russ's excited assault, Lox could clearly feel that his body still could not compare with that of a primarch.
These most outstanding creations of the Emperor might have looked no different from humans on the outside, but their inner nature was extraordinary.
Perhaps only that stubborn fellow Guilliman truly believed himself to be merely a somewhat exceptional human.
Among the primarchs, he was the oddity who genuinely believed in the Imperial Truth.
"I did indeed receive a gift of power from the Emperor, but the creation of the Astartes was not something your father conjured up on a whim. It involved an enormous amount of complex biological and genetic knowledge, as well as the assistance of many outstanding scientists, before these superhuman warriors could be created."
"You know where the Space Marines got their formal name, don't you? The brilliant female geneticist Amar Astartes helped your father turn his genius idea into reality. Even your father could not have accomplished it through his own efforts alone."
The Wolf King nodded fiercely, saying, "Yes, yes, you're right," while a heavy stench of alcohol poured from his mouth. Lox could tell that the man did not care in the slightest about what he was saying.
He was starting to despair. This was a Fenrisian. This