The so-called "Magnus Soul" is actually a very interesting thing.

It wasn't until the moment Morgan actually swung the blade that she realized what an interesting spiritual kingdom her theoretical brother had:

Magnus's soul is split, it is not a complete whole, but a huge body called [Magnus the Scarlet] stitched together countless fragmented individuals, making it look like a strong and solid giant object, thus supporting the soul and spirit world of a genetic prototype.

The connection between the subject and the individual is not strong, on the contrary, the cracks between them are so clear to the naked eye that Morgan can see that every fragment of the soul, no matter how large or important it is, has its own logic and thinking.

There are differences and differences between them, but there is no such thing as a master-servant relationship, and each unique individual seems to be able to maintain its own existence without the subject.

In other words, this seemingly strong, solid and complete soul is neither strong, nor strong, or even complete, it seems that it was born to wait for the moment when Magnus is knocked down, when all the soul fragments can be rightfully dispersed.

To put it more colloquially, Magnus, the gene protogen with the most powerful spiritual power in theory, is ...... in terms of the spiritual realm In fact, it is a person waiting for death.

Morgan suddenly wanted to laugh.

But after a brief laugh, a terrifying coolness permeated her body.

Magnus, a genomorph, one of the most noble and powerful figures in the Empire, is not even needed for a [complete soul] in what his future is planned to be.

And as her gaze wandered over Magnus's soul, the chill deepened to the bone.

The Scarlet King, the true Magnus, the largest and most powerful entity.

Agru, a warrior, symbolizes Magnus's ability to wield a curved blade and strength.

[Nikaia], betrayal, on which is the pertinence and tragic end of Magnus.

Divine Terra, the virtue, is the noblest character and loyalty as far as the eye can see, and its advice is always calm and intellectual.

Cadmus, exploration and retrospection, the ultimate embodiment of Magnus's exploration of countless lost knowledge under the guidance of his instincts.

Prospero, she couldn't see what the fragment meant, but she saw a fragment of a long-bearded warrior pondering in it.

[Ahriman], there is nothing here, just countless screaming faces.

Looking at the names floating in front of her, and the purpose and future of each piece of the fragment that her mind explored, Morgan even had the illusion that she was standing at the table of a feudal lord, and under her blade was a wild boar that had just been hunted, and in the non-existent cup-to-cup change, she could cut the piece she liked according to fat and nutrition.

The only problem is that the [wild boar] in front of her is her own kind.

So what is she?

This is a philosophical question that apparently no more time has been allocated for reflection, because the real Magnus seems to be waking up.

Under this urging, Morgan's blade finally pointed at a part of the original soul.

[Kalimaeus] symbolizes the manipulation, change, and secrets that Magnus possesses and encounters, even for a genetic protogen, which is also a "great supplement" in related aspects.

Compared to ordinary people and alien souls, even a small part of the soul of the original gene is a behemoth that must be stabilized with both hands, and after getting what she wants, Morgan turned away without hesitation, she didn't worry about whether other problems would happen to Magnus when she woke up, because the long laugh never disappeared while she was doing all this.

The strange evil god didn't leave, and apparently he would take care of it.

Looking at the remains and armor of Kozot, who had disappeared unconsciously, and even Magnus's hands that had become clean again, Morgan felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

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Everything that followed seemed to take place as a matter of course.

After trekking in the vast ocean for an unknown amount of time, Ahriman and his party suddenly discovered some new traces, and at the insistence of the commander of the Thousand Sons, they continued to explore along these traces.

Finally, in the midst of a subspace ruins that had been completely destroyed by the storm, Ahriman found Morgan: scarred and dying, if it weren't for the timely rescue of Ahriman and Atava, they would undoubtedly have lost this meritorious mortal advisor.

But it didn't end there, and for the rest of the day, the group searched for an unknown amount of time in the vast ocean, until Ahriman felt that they had been lost for a whole month, and Magnus's breath finally took the initiative to find his children.

The reunion between father and son is comforting, despite the tragedy of the genotype: in the process of searching for Ahriman and his party, Magnus accidentally discovers a portal in the subspace that suddenly appears and disappears.

That poor Qianzi was violently blown to the center of the vast ocean, and was swept away by a violent storm, and he didn't know which time and space he would be pulled into, even if it was a genetic prototype, he couldn't be traced back to him.

It was only then that Ahriman sadly spoke of Kozot's sudden disappearance: apparently, the two things were linked, that the poor warrior of a thousand sons had become another victim of the strange infinite waves of subspace, and that the genogen and his offspring lamented the doom of flesh and blood, and the uncertainties of this ancient land.

As Magnus tells the story of his relationship with the subspace portal, Morgan even observes the Primordial's true thoughts quite carefully: she has to admit that whether Magnus has deceived herself, or whether his memories have been distorted by the evil gods, the Genetic Prototype really believes her story.

Magnus was convinced that Cozot's death had nothing to do with him, and that the so-called conversations with the strange gods, his own despair and pleading, and even the brief Q&A with Morgan had completely disappeared from the memory of the original genogen, and in Magnus's mind, he was still the father who saved the Legion, and this time the exploration of subspace was full of twists and turns, but everything was still under control.

Morgan wasn't even sure if it was the work of the evil gods or if Magnus had really deceived himself.

If it's the former, that's interesting.

And if it's the latter......

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That's even more interesting.

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"Despite this, our quest with my father continued, and we eventually succeeded in finding an ancient and safe subspace remains, where we found an exquisite healing technique that could heal the wounds of Atava's soul."

"And Morgan, our father, after learning that method, just touched it and healed Morgan's wounds."

"But mortals are different from us after all, and she still needs to stay in her room to recuperate."

"Isn't that normal?"

Phosis listened to Ahriman's story, not forgetting to leisurely shake his glass.

"Although in your personal senses, you have been wandering for a very long time, but the reality is that Father and you have only sublimated three Terra Standard Days, and this illusion of time is one of the hallmarks of subspace, as for Morgan...... Ha, I'll admit she's capable, but these things are still beyond her power. ”

"She may be able to excel in work and in battle—I won't discredit her for being good, Ahriman, I've fought alongside her, but she's mortal, and the fundamental gap between us Astartes can't be erased."

"A mortal is a mortal after all."

Aliman tasted the liquor he had brewed with his own hands, and did not refute Phoss's remarks, and after a little silence, he decided to talk about work.

"What's going on these days?"

"It's nothing, the Iron Warriors haven't left yet, it's said that Master Perturabo has something he wants to talk to our father about again, and as for his sons, they are holding a tryout, and they are conducting a live-fire exercise in the dead world next to Li Xingxing, and even using air power and heavy weapons, and it is said that many people have been sent to the infirmary."

"Selection?"

"Yes, they are selecting and assigning members of the detachment, deciding who will support the war in the northeast region of the galaxy, you know, Ahriman, the emperor has ordered most of the legions to send people to support there, even we need to send a few people over, except for the Shadow Moon Wolf and the Ultramarines, they are on vacation in the western part of the galaxy~"

"Northeast ...... of the Galaxy"

Ahriman muttered the words.

"Is the First Legion no longer holding on?"

"Those dark angels didn't ask for help directly, but the Fifth Legion and the Nineteenth Legion said that there was a lot of pressure on their defensive line, and the Sixth Legion of Riemanlus, that group of barbarians, they were almost shouting in everyone's ears that the pressure was too great and they needed reinforcements."

"And then again, it is said that the battle situation in the eastern part of the galaxy is indeed not optimistic, the front line has lost several permanent fortress worlds, and even the Titan Legion and the expeditionary fleet have been wiped out in the battle."

"It's just a different situation, there shouldn't be any need to exaggerate it, it's not a huge green-skinned empire."

"It's ...... in their mouths anyway"

Phucis took another sip of his wine.

"That [Ran Dan] is much more terrifying than the green skin."