Assistant Teacher

Magnus, I've come to talk to you about something.

"What's wrong, Uncle?"

"Regarding the issues within your Legion."

"What problems could my Legion possibly have?" Magnus laughed.

"Don't pretend with me. People with Flesh Change, or those with excessively powerful Psychic Power, all face this kind of problem."

Magnus's expression changed when Han Mingxuan mentioned this matter.

This is the secret of the Thousand Sons.

Or rather, the mutations resulting from Flesh Change and unstable Gene-seed are secrets within each Legion.

Whether it's the Wulfen of the Sixth Legion, the Red Thirst of the Ninth Legion, or the Flesh Change of the Thousand Sons,

This was an open secret among the brothers, and one they kept together.

Perhaps the brothers would disagree on other matters, but on this one, they became a true community.

Magnus, however, was unsure how Han Mingxuan knew these things.

"Don't be nervous, Russ mentioned this when he went to Nostramo."

"Russ went to Nostramo and even mentioned Gene-seed mutation?"

"Hehe, so much has happened during the time you've been withdrawn. So, try to be more outgoing and talk to people more, otherwise you'll miss out on a lot."

"Okay, Uncle, I've got it."

Magnus just stood there, stunned, after he finished speaking.

"What are you standing there for? Take me to see those people."

"Uncle, I... I'm still worried."

"Are you worried about me, or about your Scions? I'm not your Dad's tool, treating myself and others like tools. Hurry up."

"After I finish things here, I still need to go to Fenris."

First, resolve the Flesh Change problem existing in each Legion; the remaining issue is the biggest challenge.

"Oh, Uncle, come with me."

Magnus led Han Mingxuan to a Hidden Place.

He could sense that there were measures in place to block Psychic Power.

Upon entering, Han Mingxuan saw a group of monsters.

Yes, it's a monster exactly as it sounds.

It has extra limbs and tentacles growing on its body, and some parts are rotting and emit an unsettling smell.

In some cases, Compound Eyes have even begun to grow.

Seeing this scene, even with Han Mingxuan's current composure, his face turned somewhat pale.

Seeing this, the Sevatar group gained a deeper understanding of the dangers of Psychic Power.

"Father, we..."

Magnus looked at his Scions and felt immense grief; his heart was bleeding.

Han Mingxuan witnessed all of this, and finally he extracted a wisp of his soul, as if giving a soul to Necrons spirit.

This time, he will use his soul to do other things.

A Golden Thread continuously split, eventually transforming into a sky full of light that fell upon these people.

"Old Han, you..."

Seeing Han Mingxuan use his own soul to heal these people, Trazyn really wanted to blow this place up.

But upon closer reflection, Old Han also used his own soul to give them a new life.

In the end Trazyn did not stop him.

Sizzle!

As golden light fell, various colored mists began to rise from the bodies of these Flesh Change soldiers of the Thousand Sons.

Then the tissue that had grown on their bodies began to turn to ash.

Before long, the Space Marines, who had been affected by the Flesh Change, returned to normal.

"Uncle, how... how did you do that?!"

"With my soul," Han Mingxuan said calmly.

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's words, everyone present changed their expressions.

"Don't be so serious. My soul is rather special, so you don't need to worry. Just like the Resurrection of the Necrontyr, it also used my soul."

"But what about later?"

"You bastard! You think you can do anything about the future?!"

Sevatar was furious.

That damned Ogryn, he still has ideas about the future?!

"Sevatar, calm down."

"Uncle, you've spoiled him too much." Sevatar looked at Magnus. "That's your Legion. You're asking your Uncle what will happen to it?"

"What would Thousand Sons need you for, the Primarch?!"

"Arrogant, cowardly, and foolish!"

Magnus was stunned, and the Thousand Sons were also caught off guard.

For the first time, Trazyn thought that Sevatar had some guts.

"Stop disrespecting my father!"

"Shut up! Seeing you, a pile of rotten flesh using Uncle's soul, makes me want to kill you!"

"You!"

"So what? The Primarch locks itself up when it's in a bind, and then what?"

"Human Demigods can't even face things bravely, what kind of Demigods are they? They're just the biggest infantile giant in the Imperium of Man!"

"And you expect me to respect him? Hah!"

"Magnus, if you're a real man, take responsibility. Don't be like your father. Your Uncle doesn't owe you anything. What happens in the future is your problem!"

"Can..."

"Don't mention Trazyn to me; he's done more for Nostramo than you think."

"But you, from the first time you met your Uncle, that damned one eye of yours has only shown arrogance and stupidity."

"Now that you've discovered a flaw in what you were so proud of, you've become a coward!"

"I, Sevatar, despise people like you the most!"

"When you achieve something, you want everyone to know, but when you encounter setbacks, you lock yourself away and obsess over it, stubbornly sticking to one path to the end. As the Primarch, are you really of any use?!"

Sharp!

That's really sharp!

But it was really awesome!

Cyrion was already applauding in his heart.

That's how it has to be done!

They all knew about the attitude of this red- Ogryn from the beginning towards his Uncle, and they had been looking for an opportunity to get back at him.

Today, finally!

"You..."

"So, what else can you do besides kill me in a fit of rage?"

"Sevatar!"

"I... I'm so sorry, Uncle."

Han Mingxuan glanced apologetically at Magnus, then handed him the book he had written.

"Have your people practice this; it can effectively suppress the Flesh Change problems caused by Psychic Power. I'm going to rest now."

Han Mingxuan led Sevatar and the others away.

"Well done, Sevatar," Han Mingxuan said with a smile as they returned to their lodgings.

"You scared me to death, Uncle! You have no idea, Magnus's eyes can eat people alive!"

"Didn't you want to be Teacher? How's it going? Being Assistant Teacher isn't easy, is it?"

"It's quite tough."

"Go away, go away, Sevatar, if you won't do it, I will. Next time it'll be my turn, and I'll give him a good beating."

"Get out of here! I'm Uncle's best student, of course I should be the Assistant Teacher!"

"What, you want to have a competition?"

"Fine, let's compete then. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"You two behave yourselves. This isn't home; if you keep fooling around like this outside, people will laugh at you."

"Yes!"

"By the way, what's the Imperium Nobles up to these days?"

"No more movement. They've been terrified by the Dark Angels," Cyrion said.

Tsk, even the most meticulous plans can have oversights; I miscalculated.