Chapter 370: I am the God of Muscles, your fitness coach!

The heavy book with refined gold luster tore through the thin air on the Moon, bringing bursts of sharp and piercing explosions, as if reality itself was wailing.

The heavy book collided with Giant's baseball bat. Ma Genusi's psychic power turned into a pure physical collision, colliding with the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's psychic fire on the baseball bat.

That was the power of "death" that the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang had cut and given to Zhou Yun, but to Zhou Yun's surprise, Ma Genusi's pure power quickly suppressed the baseball bat of the Giant.

Ma Genusi pulled the chain wrapped around his wrist violently, flying toward the *Book of Ma Genusi* completely against the laws of physics.

He grabbed the heavy book, swung it down at the Giant's head with the sharp book corner installed with a ramming horn. The technique was superb, a cut above Zhou Yun, a layman in battle.

Zhou Yun hurriedly raised the baseball bat in his hand to block, barely blocking this blow.

Truly exaggerated. Is this a Primarch using his full power?

What made Zhou Yun feel even more exaggerated was the martial arts Ma Genusi displayed... this didn't look much like the Ma Genusi Zhou Yun knew.

Could it be that just by relying on "Waaagh!", he had thought up a set of superb martial arts for himself?

This was also a bit too convenient.

And this was after two rounds of weakening by the Sisters of Silence and anti-psychic missiles, Ma Genusi, who would no longer use those blasphemous sorceries.

Zhou Yun hadn't fought Primarchs before; he had sparred with both Sanguinius and Guilliman a few times.

But sparring was sparring, and real life-and-death struggle was another matter————

The Giant took a deep breath, his power extending in all directions, wrapping the entire Moon.

That overbearing power that seemed to want to plunder everything extended to every corner of the Moon.

The Moon was not a place where no one lived. In the underground of this cold satellite, in those underground hive cities, lived billions of humans.

Most of these people were workers producing industrial products for Terra, and every person's body was well-trained, becoming strong and sturdy.

They were all friends of the Giant!

Since they were friends, then borrow their power for the Giant!!

Of course, it wasn't just these workers, but also the Astartes who followed Guilliman to the Moon, the Custodes, Battle Sisters, and Astra Militarum who hadn't arrived yet.

All their power was borrowed by the Giant.

The Giant pushed the baseball bat back hard, maintaining a dangerous balance with Ma Genusi.

"What strong muscles! What powerful muscle power!"

Ma Genusi couldn't help but open his mouth to praise:

"You must have undergone a lot of training, eaten a lot of protein powder, and taken a lot of steroids!"

"I'm all-natural!"

The Giant swung the baseball bat violently and opened the distance from Ma Genusi, growling:

"At most, borrow some power from friends. Every friend is one of my muscle fibers!"

"Ah?" Ma Genusi didn't understand the meaning in Zhou Yun's words.

And the Giant quickly seized this brief gap, switched the baseball bat in his hand to his left hand, and knocked heavily toward Ma Genusi's head.

Ma Genusi's speed was indeed faster; he immediately raised the *Book of Ma Genusi* in his right hand, wanting to block.

"Fus!!!!"

"Ro!!!"

"Dah!!!"

The shout suddenly spat out from the Giant's mouth, and reality emitted a rhythmic tremor.

The Giant's right hand burst, but along with it, Ma Genusi's right hand also burst.

The *Book of Ma Genusi* fell from Ma Genusi's shattered arm, and the baseball bat grabbed by Zhou Yun's left hand smashed heavily on his face.

Ma Genusi's head tilted to the side, and blood couldn't stop flowing from his face.

But the *Book of Ma Genusi* appeared in Ma Genusi's left hand again at some point, swinging heavily toward the Giant's head.

However, at this moment, a strong gravity suddenly came from the land under Ma Genusi's feet, and the gray-white dust floating in the air also fell heavily to the ground.

Zhou Yun, hiding in the dark, spent a few minutes taming the machine spirit of the terraforming engine in the lunar core, successfully awakening the gravity control function within it.

Ma Genusi couldn't completely overcome the influence of gravity either. The trajectory of the heavy book he was swinging suddenly skewed.

The Giant quickly opened the distance from Ma Genusi.

Ma Genusi almost shook his severed limb, and his powerful psychic power poured into it, completely repairing it.

"How can strong muscles disappear because of a mere severed limb injury!"

Ma Genusi roared loudly, and swung the heavy book toward Zhou Yun again.

"... The content in the *Book of Ma Genusi* is becoming less and less, and Ma Genusi's knowledge is constantly weakening."

"Both are constantly approaching ignorance, which seems to make Ma Genusi and his essence closer and closer."

Sanguinius's somewhat unbearable voice sounded from Zhou Yun's 4D pocket, and the sense of weakness in his voice had weakened a little:

"This is also why the *Book of Ma Genusi* suddenly appeared in his hand; the two have already approached an inseparable degree."

"Theoretically, he no longer uses those sorceries, and his essence is indeed weakened, but this kind of weakening allows him to use his power more smoothly."

Zhou Yun listened to Sanguinius's words, while controlling the terraforming engine to reduce the gravity around the Giant, making the Giant's body lighter, and quickly dodging the heavy book swung by Ma Genusi.

And at this moment, a long sword burning with golden flames thrust out violently, hitting Ma Genusi in the chest.

The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword thrust straight into the scarlet muscles, but Ma Genusi's muscles seemed to come alive, squeezing the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword one by one, not letting it thrust deeper.

Roboute Guilliman, whose Armor of Fate had been repaired by Belisarius Cawl in a short time, rejoined the battle.

Seeing that the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword couldn't continue to thrust deeper, he smashed a heavy punch toward Ma Genusi's face.

Ma Genusi wanted to swing that heavy book to block, but Zhou Yun controlled the Giant to step forward, restraining his movements while taking the opportunity to lean into his ear.

The Gauntlet of Ultramar made zero-distance contact with Ma Genusi's face, and the power enough to knock down a Titan was applied to Ma Genusi's face. At the same time, the bolter modified by the Archmagos roared, making Ma Genusi feel pain.

But compared to the fist, what made Ma Genusi even more painful was————

"I am the Giant!!! I am the King of Children!!"

"I am invincible! Man!!"

The deafening singing voice rang in Ma Genusi's ear. The sound pierced through Ma Genusi's eardrum, pierced into his brain marrow, making nosebleed flow from Ma Genusi's nose uncontrollably.

Even a Primarch, facing the Giant's singing, was hard-hit.

Guilliman seized this moment, pulled the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword out of Ma Genusi's chest, and slashed heavily toward his legs.

The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's psychic fire ignited Ma Genusi's legs, and the pain made Ma Genusi lean forward. Guilliman took the opportunity to use the knee of the Armor of Fate, which had just been repaired, to hold Ma Genusi's chest.

Zhou Yun also seized the opportunity, controlled the Giant to step forward, and raised the baseball bat in his hand high.

Ma Genusi struggled to get up, but the gravity around him suddenly increased, and Guilliman also pressed his hand on his head, which made Ma Genusi's movements slow for a moment.

The baseball bat, condensed from the death thrown by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang toward Zhou Yun, smashed heavily toward Ma Genusi's back.

The crisp sound of a broken spine echoed through the pitch-black sky of the Moon, and Ma Genusi let out a heart-wrenching wail.

At this moment, Tzeentch, who was lying on the curtain between reality and the Warp, was sweating anxiously.

He had already lost the Chief Greater Daemon Kairos and couldn't afford to lose a Daemon Primarch again.

Chief Greater Daemons could be reshaped; although they were definitely not as good as Kairos in quality, they wouldn't necessarily be inferior to the others, unless their luck was really bad.

But Primarchs were different. There were only a few powerful Warp existences that could cultivate Primarchs.

The order of the Ultramar Five Hundred Worlds, the echo produced by Sanguinius's death, the *Book of Ma Genusi* that collected countless knowledge of the Great Crusade era, the ancient Eldar artifact Ouroboros, the reconstruction experiment of ancient ice, fire, and monster myths, the sacrifice of the Dark King, the eternal death fire, the last cornerstone of the last church, the crow shadow left in the Warp by liberation and revolution traveling with guerrilla warfare, the purest and most terrifying yearning for simple justice, the remnant of the era of yin-yang balance between the Warp and reality...

These things were almost irreproducible, even more precious than Kairos, who walked out of the Well of Eternity.

Tzeentch didn't want to lose any of them, even though Ma Genusi was already intellectually disabled.

But Tzeentch now had most of his power used to guard against Nurgle and Slaanesh.

If he projected power to Ma Genusi, Slaanesh and Nurgle would definitely take the opportunity to bite a piece of meat off him.

And Ma Genusi's current will was already largely out of Tzeentch's control.

Using that knowledge to bewitch him again probably wouldn't work.

But Tzeentch knew how to manipulate Ma Genusi's mind again; he only needed one sentence, only one sentence would do.

It's just that this sentence made Tzeentch grit his teeth.

He was indeed a liar, but lying like this was too lacking in style.

The pain of a broken spine was so intense that it almost awakened the memory in the depths of Ma Genusi's flesh.

The experience of having his spine kicked and broken by the Wolf King Leman Russ constantly stimulated Ma Genusi's spirit, making him feel extremely painful.

He struggled to get up, but a sense of powerlessness struck his body with a broken spine.

And at the same time, Guilliman and Zhou Yun also raised the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword and the baseball bat respectively, as if to give Ma Genusi the final blow.

But at this moment, a faint bird call rang in Ma Genusi's ear.

"You, you are?!" Ma Genusi asked in his heart. He felt that the bird call seemed to want to hit something into his body.

"... I am Gaga."

The bird call hesitated for a moment, called out "gaga" twice, and then said:

"I am the God of Muscles, your fitness coach."

"Come, apprentice, let me give you this set of Nine-Bird Acupuncture, to awaken your muscle power."

"Acetate-wave bird, Metheno-bird, Stano-bird, Curto-bird, Metheno-bird, Ox-bird, Rehab-bird, Con-bird, Mibo-bird, stab it!!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 371 =====