Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"My Lord..."

Ahriman was half kneeling on the ground, a sense of awe and devotion in his voice.

Yang Cheng stood quietly in front of him and gently put a hand on Ahriman's shoulder. In an instant, a powerful golden spiritual energy poured into Ahriman's armor like a torrent along Yang Cheng's palm.

For the Thousand Sons Legion, they have a fatal flaw that cannot be ignored.

Due to the unstable nature of their psionic powers, they are constantly at risk of losing control of their psionic powers, which could cause them to mutate into horrific warp monsters. This potential threat casts a shadow over the entire Legion.

Yang Cheng was well aware of the seriousness of this problem and decided to take decisive action to curb this threat.

With his keen sensing ability, he realized that the culprit causing the flesh and blood mutation of the Thousand Sons Legion was most likely one of the four gods of subspace - Tzeentch.

However, Yang Cheng naturally thought of a way to deal with it, and he decided to inject his own spiritual energy into the bodies of these Thousand Sons warriors.

Although the power injected was very small, not even one hundred millionth of Yang Cheng's own strength, it was enough to eliminate the flesh and blood mutations of these Thousand Sons Legion space warriors.

Not only that, Yang Cheng considered that the Space Marines of the Thousand Sons Legion would be able to use their psychic powers to fight more freely in the future, and that his psychic powers could also resist various unknown situations that might be caused in addition to flesh and blood mutations at critical moments. This undoubtedly adds a layer of protection when they use psychic powers to fight.

"It's almost here, get ready."

Yang Cheng looked at Prospero, who was getting closer and closer to him, and then said calmly to the people behind him.

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"Be the master of knowledge, not the slave of knowledge." This sentence seemed to be a magic spell, deeply imprinted in Magnus's heart.

In the center of a quiet and peaceful square, a tall giant with skin as red as blood stood in front of a huge statue.

His majestic body was completely different from the mortals around him. At this moment, Magnus was wearing a flawless white robe, holding a frighteningly heavy book in one hand, his eyes silently staring at the statue in front of him.

This warrior who was once known for his bravery and prowess in battle is now more like a quiet and profound scholar.

He immersed himself in studying the mysteries of psychic energy and subspace, seeming to find out the true meaning of the universe from these obscure knowledge.

"What does father mean by this? Will knowledge come back to bite me?"

Magnus speculated on Yang Cheng's words. He could often talk to Yang Cheng during this period, and during the conversation, Yang Cheng also told Magnus some dangerous things.

"The subspace is by no means as simple as you think. When you peek into the subspace, you must stick to your true intentions to prevent being manipulated by others."

Although Yang Cheng had blocked the possibility of Magnus being corrupted from the source, he still patiently taught Magnus just in case.

Of course, it also includes some words and deeds.

While Magnus was thinking, his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden arrival of several huge warships in the sky.

Yang Cheng came to this Prospero and met Magnus in person.

"Here comes the Red Sunburn Ogryn."

Yang Cheng looked at Magnus walking towards him in the distance, and then said to Malcador beside him.

"My lord, your talent for giving nicknames is so high..."

Malcador looked at Yang Cheng beside him speechlessly. He had already given corresponding nicknames to many of the original bodies in private.

For example, Mortarion was called Mo Shouxiang by Yang Cheng in private, Horus was called He Baldhead, Curze was called Batman, etc. Malcador had long been used to it.

Soon, Magnus's tall figure appeared in front of Yang Cheng, but what was different was that such a tall figure was holding a thick book in his hand, which contrasted with Magnus's strange appearance.

"Father, welcome to your arrival."

Magnus put away the books in his hands and then looked at Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng couldn't help but murmur in his heart when he saw Magnus in front of him looking at him like an obedient student.

"I...have taught someone stupid again?"

Yang Cheng looked at Magnus, who was a head shorter than himself, and the desire for knowledge in his eyes, which made Yang Cheng freeze on the spot.

In fact, Magnus's problem is not with himself. He himself is also the kind of person who was deceived by the big blue bird man.

The general situation is

Magnus did the "don't do anything" thing wrong.

The Emperor had told him to "do nothing".

But he did this wrong.

"Father, what is the subspace? What is psionics?"

Magnus began to think about this problem after unifying the planet. He had personally seen many psykers whose flesh and blood had changed due to subspace, but he was unable to do anything about it.

This is also one of the reasons why Magnus was corrupted by Tzeentch. He asked Tzeentch for a method to suppress flesh and blood mutation. The price for this was that one of his eyes and the entire legion were slowly corrupted.

But fortunately, Yang Cheng arrived in time. Before the big blue bird man could use his deceptive words, he was kicked back to the subspace by Yang Cheng.

"Magnus, haven't you always been curious about subspace? Today I'm going to let you know about the horror of subspace."

Yang Cheng didn't want to talk nonsense with Magnus, so he immediately transmitted his own affairs about subspace into his mind.

In an instant, countless memories flooded into Magnus's brain like an ocean.

The four evil gods, the power of subspace, the corruption of reality, etc. were all sent into Magnus's brain.

In an instant, Magnus understood. No one knows the Warp better than I do.

One problem after another was solved along with Yang Cheng's memory transmission, and while Magnus was digesting Yang Cheng's knowledge, Yang Cheng was not idle either. He began to cleanse the planet Prospero. Everything related to evil gods.

At the same time, without the knowledge of the Prospero natives, Yang Cheng also used his psychic energy to help them cleanse the subspace pollution on their bodies for free, so that the future recruitment of the Thousand Sons Legion would be better guaranteed.

"Well, it's time to go, Magnus, your other Primarch brothers are still waiting for you."

Looking at Magnus who was intoxicated in his own memory, Yang Cheng pulled him away dumbfounded.

"Your legion, the Thousand Sons Legion, has been formed and is waiting for your leadership, and the planet Prospero has also become your recruiting planet."