Warhammer, I really didn't intend to form a second empire!

Ferrus stood up, took a deep breath, and without trying to dodge or block, charged forward head-on with his fists together.

Zhao Zheng's right fist collided with Felus's fists in mid-air, producing a roar like metal being suddenly torn apart.

Felus's body was thrown off the ground as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed battleship. His body arced through the air, crashing through two low ridges before finally landing on a mountain peak.

The entire mountain peak was almost completely shattered into huge boulders, and Feralus was thus trapped deep within them.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't really kill him! He's your own brother!"

After Zhao Zheng punched Feralus away, he heard the Emperor's words.

Zhao Zheng looked towards the Emperor's direction and saw that the warriors of the Avinia clan were also looking in this direction with concern.

"I understand. Don't worry, he'll probably admit defeat soon."

"Take it easy."

The Emperor's psychic energy faded from his ears, and Zhao Zheng watched as Felus struggled to climb out of the pile of boulders, his usually stern face now showing signs of heavy breathing.

The blood and debris from his internal organs were blocking his trachea, causing him considerable discomfort, but the Primarch's terrifying physical condition allowed this minor injury to heal quickly.

He stood up shakily, barely managing to steady himself, and looked at Zhao Zheng, who was watching him from afar, while merely wiping the blood from his mouth.

With difficulty, Felus uttered two words: "Again."

He's definitely a stubborn tough guy. Even in this state, he still wants to keep fighting. If it were Zhao Zheng, he probably would have given up by now, but he insists on continuing to hold on.

This personality is really hard to handle. If it's just a friendly spar, why start with a life-or-death battle?

He still doesn't know how to behave properly. It can only be said that Medusa's terrible environment has had a huge impact on Feralas's mind and personality.

Zhao Zheng felt that he should keep Felus in check in the future and not let him get carried away and lead the charge himself. Otherwise, if someone sets a trap for him and surrounds him with a few Titans, a few volcanic cannon shots would finish him off.

"Good, you have guts. As expected of the Primarch of the Empire, I will grant your wish!"

Zhao Zheng clenched his fist and showed Ferrus what a real charge should be.

boom!

The ground beneath Zhao Zheng's feet instantly burst open, creating a massive crater. Zhao Zheng, like a volcanic cannonball, hurtled towards Feralas with flashes of crimson and deep black.

But at this critical moment, Ferrus actually closed his eyes.

He suddenly felt that the breakthrough he had been pursuing all along was coming today, at this very moment.

Felus's injuries were healing rapidly, and even his twisted and deformed iron hands were quickly recovering. In the blink of an eye, Felus's body was back to normal.

He opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Zheng who was now very close, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"I do not……"

boom!

A violent shockwave spread from the center of the two, instantly leveling dozens of surrounding mountains. The aftershocks then reached the Emperor's side. Before the Alvia clan could recover from their shock, a golden barrier appeared in front of them.

The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant scene, a slight twitch appearing at the corner of his mouth.

This silly kid, does he really think that just because he has some enlightenment on the spot, he can compare with his brother who has already awakened his true nature and eaten two Star God fragments?

As the smoke cleared, Zhao Zheng carried Ferus to the Emperor's side in a princess carry, looking at the stunned Alvia clan warriors who couldn't utter a single word, and at the Emperor's ashen face.

"Now that the fight is over, let's take him aboard the Emperor Dream for treatment."

Zhao Zheng did not turn around, but simply said something in the direction of the emperor.

The Emperor's spiritual energy spread out the moment Zhao Zheng spoke, covering Feralus's entire body.

After a moment, his voice came from behind Zhao Zheng.

"His injuries aren't serious; he'll recover after lying down for a while."

Zhao Zheng did not respond to the emperor; he casually recalled his armor and put it on.

The emperor did not linger. Zhao Zheng could vaguely sense that the emperor seemed to enjoy seeing Zhao Zheng suffer a setback at the hands of Felus.

That damn weasel!

The Emperor's psychic energy enveloped Feralus's body, and then both of them vanished simultaneously.

……

When Ferrus woke up, the arched dome above his head was a warm gold color he had never seen before, with a large "X" printed in the middle, just like the mark he had used when he studied his amniotic sac.

It took him about three seconds to regain consciousness from his dazed state and find himself lying on a soft bed, his body covered by a light and warm fabric, and all the injuries that had been so severe all over his body had been completely healed.

Felus did not sit up immediately; he first turned his head and scanned the entire room with his eyes.

The deck is a smooth gray gold plate with fine gold lines inlaid on the surface, and the light is evenly distributed without any shadows.

The room contained a low table and several simple chairs with dark wood tabletops that gleamed softly under the light.

Feralus sat up and looked down at his hands.

The cracks on the surface of those silver iron hands had all disappeared, the metal layer had returned to a smooth and even state, and the metallic friction sound that had worried him was no longer heard when the knuckles were bent.

He tried clenching his fist and then releasing it, repeating this several times to confirm that the Iron Hand's repair speed was indeed far greater than any he had experienced on Medusa before.

Feeling the continuous flow of energy surging through his body, Felus nodded in approval. It seemed that this battle was the right one; otherwise, he would probably have had to spend a lot more time to become stronger.

He lifted the fabric covering his body and stood up.

It was so quiet here that he felt a little uncomfortable.

Every corner of Medusa is filled with the low-frequency vibrations of storms and cracking rock formations, as well as various noises. Everything here is under control; even the low-frequency hum of air circulation has been suppressed to an almost imperceptible level.

This place is much calmer than Medusa, and Feralus doesn't like this kind of environment.

Ferrus stood by the bed for a moment, then walked toward the door.

The door slid open automatically to one side as he approached, without making a sound.

The hallway's decor matches the rooms, with alternating patterns of ceramic steel and shimmering gold lines. The lighting is soft and even, and there is a light fixture embedded in the ceiling at regular intervals, illuminating the entire hallway.

Ferrus walked forward down the corridor.

The corridor was long, passing several airtight gates and branch passages, but the entrances to those passages were all closed.

He stopped at one of the forks in the road, listened for a while, and caught a faint sound from the depths of the passage on the left.

He changed direction and walked towards the sound, passing through a corridor about two hundred meters long, until he arrived at an open hatch.

Inside the door was a room much larger than the bedroom where he had just woken up. In the center was a large, low table with a giant star map of galaxies that he had never seen before spread out on it.

The Emperor sat behind the table, a glass of wine in front of him. His golden eyes lifted as Ferrus entered the cabin and looked at him.

"Awake? How are you feeling?"

It was that familiar voice again. Ferrus stood at the door for a moment, then stepped into the room and sat down in the chair opposite the Emperor.

"I feel much better, and my injuries have healed."

The Emperor nodded and didn't ask any further questions. He simply reached out and picked up a data tablet from the side of the table, then pushed it in front of Felus.

"Take a look at this."

Ferrus looked down and saw an image on the data panel screen: a fleet of gray-black ships.

"This is your legion, the Tenth Legion, the Stormwalkers."

"They have been waiting for your return. They have achieved some victories on the expedition, but the absence of the Primarch has left the Legion without a decisive center at the strategic level."

Ferrus's gaze lingered on the image of the ship for a long time, his fingertips gently tracing the edge of the data panel, his fingertips sliding over the lines marking the details, before he looked up.

“I found a lot of things underground in Medusa. Among them were many technological products, as well as some weapon blueprints and technical data. Although most of them were damaged, the methods for operating and repairing those weapons still gave me a lot of inspiration.”

"I will continue to build my legion here, apply those technologies to my legion, and then lead them on the Great Expedition. I believe that once I have rebuilt my legion, they will not disappoint you and the Empire."

After the emperor finished speaking, no surprise was shown in his golden eyes.

The fact that Pherous was able to find those things underground in Medusa demonstrates his exploratory abilities and technological acumen.

“You can study those things on your own, and if needed, I can also send a technical team to assist you in completing the subsequent extraction work.”

"But before that, I hope you can meet your legion first."

Ferrus nodded.

He lifted his gaze from the data panel and placed it back on the Emperor's face, then asked another question.

"Where is my second brother?"

The emperor's eyebrows twitched slightly.

“He was handling his own business in the lounge next door. He came in briefly to make sure you were awake and then left, saying he didn’t want to disturb our conversation.”

After hearing that Zhao Zheng had come, Ferrus paused for a moment, then spoke.

"I want to see him."

The Emperor looked at Felus, his gaze lingering for a moment on Felus's iron hands, which had been restored to their original state, before nodding slightly.

"Go ahead, walk to the end of the corridor and turn right. The second cabin is his temporary rest room."

……

When the knock came, Zhao Zheng was sitting at a low table against the wall in the room, with a data board in front of him. The data board displayed some charts and data that Ferrus couldn't understand, and there was a small cup of steaming liquid on the edge of the table.

When Zhao Zheng heard the door open, he looked up and met Felus's gaze.

"Awake? How are you feeling?"

Ferrus paused at the door, then walked in and sat down opposite Zhao Zheng.

"It recovered faster than ever before."

Zhao Zheng nodded.

"Your progress is good. I believe that with a few more breakthroughs or insights, you should be able to truly challenge the Emperor."

Of course, it's just a challenge.

Zhao Zheng did not say this aloud.

"I apologize for any offense I may have caused, Second Brother."

Zhao Zheng smiled when he heard this.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I'm not injured either. But you do have a ruthless streak."

"You can come find me anytime you want to fight, but if you want to beat me, you'll need to practice some more."

Ferrus paused for a moment, then nodded.

"I will."

Looking at Felus's cold face and those silver iron hands, Zhao Zheng's understanding of his brother became clearer.

"By the way, you just said you found some ancient ruins underground in Medusa. Did any of those things contain... artificial intelligence technology?"

Zhao Zheng asked tentatively.

He asked the question casually, as if it were just a casual remark.

Ferrus tilted his head slightly, his gaze lingering on Zhao Zheng's face for a moment.

After a moment, he answered.

"There are some, but I haven't looked at them carefully yet. I mainly look at the weapon and vehicle design drawings; I'm more interested in those things."

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything. They couldn't discuss too much about this while they were on the Emperor's Dream.

"Yes, my Great Qin also needs some new tanks and armored vehicles, as well as further improvements to power armor. I don't know much about these things, and my descendants and great sages are currently finding it difficult to make breakthroughs."

"If you have time, you can come to Daqin and help me take a look. Don't worry, the reward will be generous. Daqin is rich in mineral veins, and you can choose any materials you like."

It was all a lie. His purpose was to get Raferus to come and study the Ironborn with him. He believed that after witnessing the significant role of the Ironborn, Raferus would be unable to resist using some himself.

Therefore, Zhao Zheng was certain that Felus would keep his mouth shut and then join the Qin camp.

At that time, we can often discuss the development of some weapons and armored vehicles with Ferus, as well as the upgrades of the Ironborn.

Iron Hand's fearlessness is unmatched; isn't that common sense?

Chapter Sixty-Two: The journey to achieve great things begins with winning over the original body!