The Crimson King

After resolving Ferrus Manus's personal issues, the uncle and nephew went to the X Legion together.

However, when heading to the X Legion, Han Mingxuan also brought Magnus along.

He also had Magnus bring along a group of his most elite Retinue Army.

"Uncle, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Don't rush, Magnus. I've invited you and your men here to resolve some issues concerning the X Legion."

"The problem with the X Legion?"

"Yes, although the problem with Ferrus Manus's Iron Hands has been resolved, the deeply ingrained culture of mechanization within his Legion, as well as his extreme Social Darwinism, needs to be corrected."

"What do you need me to do, Uncle?"

Han Mingxuan did not answer Magnus directly, but looked at Ferrus Manus instead.

"You two brothers need to have a fight."

"Fight?"

"Yes, you two brothers need to have a good fight, especially you, Ferrus Manus. You need to show your Scions that even without mechanical modifications, the human body can still be powerful."

"As for you, Magnus, this time you two brothers are fighting, you are only allowed to win, not lose. After you win, I hope your Legion can lead the X Legion."

The two brothers exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat bewildered, especially Ferrus Manus.

Putting everything else aside, Magnus's physical attributes were the strongest among all his brothers, second only to Vulkan.

Even without prior notice, if they were to fight purely physically, he wouldn't be able to defeat the other.

"I'll do it well, Uncle."

Han Mingxuan nodded, and then the three of them headed to the X Legion.

Upon returning, Ferrus Manus announced his changes to the entire Legion.

"See? My Iron Hands has been healed."

As he spoke, Ferrus Manus took off the pair of gloves he was wearing.

His Scions, witnessing the changes in their father, were instantly filled with bewilderment.

"Father, why did you do this?"

"Santar, I've said from the beginning that those Iron Hands were not what I wanted. Now that I have the ability to remove them, I will naturally remove them."

"Therefore, my opposition to excessive mechanization within the Legion from the very beginning was not just empty talk."

The high-ranking officers of the Iron Hands looked at their father, their hearts filled with confusion.

"It seems you're not very confident in your own bodies," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

"Sir, ever since we saw our father's Iron Hands, we've understood that we must become like him."

"Moreover, the mechanization has indeed greatly enhanced our combat capabilities, and we don't know what to do if we're asked to give it up now."

Indeed, the Astartes of the X Legion are quite obsessed.

After Ferrus Manus was beheaded, his unfilial descendants turned their father into an electric boy.

They were clearly having an electric shock, but they claimed their father had been Resurrection.

"Then I'll give you a suggestion."

"What kind of suggestion, sir?"

Listen to your father.

Listen to your father?

"But..."

"You don't know how much power you can unleash after you abandon the machines, do you?"

Santar nodded silently; that was indeed what he thought.

"Simple, someone come here!"

"Thousand Sons await your command, sir."

Bring me a few Octagon.

Octagon?

Astartes of the Iron Hands didn't quite understand Han Mingxuan's idea of moving the Octagon, but Astartes of Thousand Sons understood it all too well.

After all, it was mentioned on the way here that they should be allowed to demonstrate the power of their physical bodies to the entire X Legion.

They had been Dual Cultivation of Life and Nature for a long time and now needed an opportunity to show it off.

"Ferrus Manus, you fight Magnus. Magnus doesn't use Psychic Powers, and you don't need your gloves."

"Clear!"

This Iron Father also wanted his Scions to understand that even without machines, the human body can still create many Miracles, and the human flesh can still possess great power.

Then... Ferrus Manus was dumbfounded.

Because after entering the Octagon, he removed his Power Armour.

Magnus not only removed his Power Armour, but also his shirt.

At this moment, his red skin was supported by strong muscles, the lines smooth and full of power.

However, after going through all this, Magnus did not immediately begin the contest; instead, he put on a show.

Yes, it's similar to a performance.

He was showing off his muscles to everyone.

When Magnus turned around, Ferrus Manus could see what was on his back.

Those are muscles, muscles that have been honed through constant training and are now incredibly powerful.

But that's not all.

As is well known, the Primarch, as Demigod of the Warp, is able to control some of the changes within himself.

In addition, Magnus's own research into Psychic Power led him to allocate all his control over his muscles.

At that moment, what Ferrus Manus saw on Magnus's back were Chinese characters formed by muscle texture.

It's not just a single word.

The muscle textures connect to form the concepts of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness.

Of course, on the left and right sides behind it, there is a character for "reason" and a character for "virtue".

Seeing this extremely visually striking scene, Ferrus Manus felt that Magnus would lift him up like a chick in a moment.

"Come on, brother, let's have a good fight!"

"Magnus, you didn't use any illegal drugs, did you?"

"I am the Crimson King! Of all the Primarch, aside from the Lord of Drakes, my physical stats are the strongest. I am gifted!"

"Come on, let your Scions see the limits of the physical body!"

Boom!

The two Primarch clashed, engaging in a purely physical brawl.

Clearly, given Magnus's physical prowess and years of relentless training, Ferrus Manus was no match for him.

"Alright, bro, I give up."

"Haha, Ferrus Manus, don't be too discouraged. After all, my muscles aren't just the result of years of hard work."

"Any other explanations?"

Could they have actually used some kind of banned drug?

"My muscles have been cultivated through Dual Cultivation of Life and Nature, imbued with the power of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness. These muscles are the strongest, the most powerful!"

As he spoke, Magnus struck a pose once more.

He displayed his muscles, his strength, and the results of his training to everyone outside the Octagon.

The Iron Hands outside the Octagon understood when they saw their father lose in pure physical strength.

"Father, use your gloves! Use the power of machinery to prove that flesh and blood are weak, but machinery can soar!"

We're doomed!

Hearing the shouts of his own Scions outside the Octagon, Ferrus Manus truly felt that the future of the X Legion was bleak.