Chapter 651

The scarlet giant arm shattered the veil of reality, rolling with psyker power nearly equivalent to a Warp torrent as it arrived.

The powerful attack even caused the void shields of the Gloriana-class battleship *Red Tear* to reach their limit in an instant, nearly collapsing and disintegrating.

Golden light surged from the blood-tear-like prow of the *Red Tear*, and two angels, one red and one gold, flew out, circling the *Red Tear*.

Sanguinius's figure emerged above the prow, his snow-white wings trembling gently, rolling with snow-white scorching radiance as they collided with that scarlet giant arm.

The wailing of reality resounded, and wings woven from red, blue, and over nine thousand other constantly changing colors unfolded. That well-trained scarlet body was soaked in sweat, shining brightly in the void like a dark red gemstone.

"So, the muscles on the wings can also be trained!?"

Ma Genusi watched Sanguinius block his well-trained arm with his wings, and he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Only then did he discover that his training was not perfect, as he had neglected that the pair of wings behind him could also be trained.

"As expected of my brother!" Ma Genusi laughed out loud, revealing his bright, shiny teeth, and gave Sanguinius a thumbs-up.

Sanguinius hung in the void, staring at Ma Genusi, who was blocking his path, his lips moving slightly as he asked his confusion:

"His control over you has weakened significantly. Why aren't you working out properly on your steroid planet, and instead coming here to block me?"

Sanguinius's words made Ma Genusi silent for a brief moment, and the smile at the corner of this muscular Primarch's mouth also disappeared in that instant.

"I still have sons, I still have family."

"I want them all to be able to use drugs freely."

Ma Genusi said, as if answering a question that wasn't asked:

"Sorry, brother, someone like you who can use drugs freely probably can't understand."

"What drugs we use, we can only listen to the coach."

Sanguinius lowered his eyes with pity, the tear-like Spear of Telesto lying gently in front of him, and all emotions finally turned into a light sigh:

"Among us, only you are the most entangled by fate."

"Mostly because my drug resistance isn't good enough, I guess." Ma Genusi continued to respond irrelevantly.

The two Primarchs seemed to be communicating, but it also seemed like they weren't on the same frequency at all.

Finally, all words vanished, leaving only the roar of spears, silver swords, and muscles.

"Nine Birds Pulling the Coffin! Hundred Birds Needle Technique! Three Million Muscle Power Rotation!!!"

Ma Genusi's scarlet muscles seemed as if they had been injected with water, colliding with a size even larger than the *Red Tear*, surging as they smashed toward Sanguinius's face.

Sanguinius wielded the Spear of Telesto to meet him, and crimson blood sprayed out from Ma Genusi's arm, scattering into the void.

Just looking at that blood, the Astartes and even the Necrons present felt a burst of muscle swelling pain.

"Prospero Gym No. 2! Assemble!" Ma Genusi let out a war cry.

His other hand suddenly squeezed toward mid-air, space was torn, and a group of Rubric Marines surged out like a blue wave, pouncing toward the *Red Tear* and Sanguinius.

Sanguinius stabbed his spear toward one of the Rubric Marines, but in an instant, he was stunned—the texture of flesh???

Inside the armor of the Rubric Marines, there was originally only dust and unconscious souls, but now, that dust had actually re-condensed into muscles to a certain extent. No organs, no brain, no bones, but there were muscles.

Ma Genusi had actually made the Rubric Marines train muscles.

This moment of daze gave Sanguinius an opening, and Ma Genusi's boundless muscle power smashed straight over, hitting Sanguinius in the face, causing his beautiful face to slightly twist and deform...

Sanguinius's face moved, and suddenly deep, dark, and insane imagery appeared. A Dark Angel naturally emerged from within Sanguinius's body, holding a blood-stained sword, rolling with boundless evil power, and stabbed straight into Ma Genusi's ribs, toward Ma Genusi's heart.

"So amazing! Actually trained another set of muscles by working out!"

"But I'm not bad either. I've trained every part of my body into muscles; there are no internal organs left!"

While speaking, Ma Genusi directly reached out his hand, grabbed the head of that Dark Angel, and threw it heavily toward the distance.

Sanguinius seized the opportunity and used the Spear of Telesto to stab toward Ma Genusi's neck.

But Ma Genusi turned his head and actually used a mouthful of teeth to forcefully suppress the spearhead.

At the same time, Ma Genusi pulled tight the chain wrapped around his hand, and the heavy *Book of Ma Genusi* hanging at his waist was swung out like a meteor hammer.

The current form of the *Book of Ma Genusi* was very different from the past. The heavy pages were empty, but the cover was forged from extremely heavy metal, and the corners were as sharp as blades, smashing straight toward Sanguinius's temple.

Sanguinius hurriedly retreated, dodging the *Book of Ma Genusi*.

In these few brief moments of exchange, Sanguinius had already confirmed one thing.

That was that Ma Genusi... had actually really relied on training to fuse with his Warp nature, reaching the same tier as the current Sanguinius and Corax...

But Ma Genusi's state was also very strange. Sanguinius and Corax were self-enlightened, knowing their own essence, and understanding their form between the material universes.

But Ma Genusi was... he and his Warp essence didn't know what they were anymore. Ma Genusi didn't know what his Warp essence was, and his Warp essence, the *Book of Ma Genusi*, had been washed clean by Zhou Yun, and it didn't know what it was either. In this way, it was actually equivalent to Ma Genusi completely knowing his own Warp essence.

And this awakening was a complete fusion. It could be seen as Ma Genusi's form before he was born into the material universe becoming the current Ma Genusi, or it could be seen as Ma Genusi becoming the form he had before he was born into the material universe, even more thorough than Sanguinius returning from death.

In a short time, Sanguinius was afraid he wouldn't be able to break through Ma Genusi's blockade.

Sanguinius turned his head slightly, looking into the distance.

Zhou Yun's figure was becoming eerie and indescribable, like a mass of metallic blue mist, sometimes revealing Zhou Yun's true appearance, sometimes changing into a dragon, and finally vaguely turning into the appearance of Doraemon.

He was intertwining and mixing with the Soul Forge.

As a competitor for the Malicious Art domain, the moment Zhou Yun completed the sacrifice, he moved unstoppably toward the path of ascension. Aggregating the Soul Forge was also something he had to do; it was the impulse brought by those Warp torrents.