The Third Legion, the Emperor's Children Legion Primarch.
The Primarch of the other world was Fulgrim, a handsome man in the other Universe who had an extremely high pursuit of Art.
Ian sat before the interview desk, stroking his chin as he sized up the blond young man before him.
"I am Ezreal, the greatest Explorer in Runeterra!" The young blond man puffed out his chest and walked confidently toward Ian.
"And someone as handsome as me is a Protagonist!"
"Next," Zambo announced loudly.
Zeke (Old Wang) strode in quickly, head held high, wearing a shiny custom Suit, a Rose clenched between his teeth. After entering, he struck what he believed was a very handsome Pose.
Ian's brow twitched. He rubbed his temples. "Zeke, why are you here too? Although your Appearance has improved quite a bit, this path doesn't suit you."
"Why doesn't it suit me?" Zeke puffed out his chest defiantly. "I'm qualified to be elected Global Mister!"
"Oh, please! Give me a break!" Ian rolled his eyes, about to immediately Pass him.
"Fine, fine. If I can't choose this one," Zeke suddenly changed his tone, "then I want to be the Primarch of the Sixteenth Legion! I want to be Horus!"
"Horus was the Warmaster! What advantages do you have?"
Zeke stood tall, stating confidently, "Because I am the Godfather's favorite Son!"
The Venue fell silent. Ian stared dumbfounded at Zeke's self-assured manner.
"Damn! You're unbeatable!" Ian was defeated by Zeke's shamelessness. He shook his head. "Fine, fine, the Sixteenth Legion is yours. Now hurry up and get out."
"Thank you for your Guidance, Godfather!" Zeke left happily.
"Who is the last one?"
"Gem Knight."
A burly man walked in. He did not possess the Hulk-like appearance from the game but exuded a composed Aura.
"I have stood on Mountain Peaks, and I have entered the Valley. Both have benefited me greatly."
"I know your story," Ian said. "You are not only strong, but you also know how to protect the Weak. This is precisely what I need."
Ian was very satisfied. This Gem Knight not only had a strong Physique but also possessed profound Philosophical Thought.
This perfectly aligned with the Third Legion's pursuit of Art and Beauty.
The Gem Knight bowed slightly. "It will be my Honor to serve you."
"Good!" Ian immediately approved the Third Legion Primarch.
The Fourth Legion, the Iron Warriors Legion.
The Primarch of the other world was Perturabo. He had a tough personality, a unique understanding of War, and specialized in building Fortresses and conducting Siege Warfare.
Zambo pushed open the door and brought in a massive Interviewee.
"This is the Monarch of the Founding Titan, one of the top Combat Powers from the Solo Leveling World." Zambo gave a brief introduction.
Ian's eyes lit up. This guy's image was indeed impressive. He was over ten meters tall, covered in bulging Muscles, and radiated a metallic Texture.
"Tell me your understanding of War," Ian asked lazily.
The Monarch of the Founding Titan straightened up, his voice like a Great Bell: "War is Crushing! Use powerful Strength to crush all Enemies!"
"That's it?" Ian raised an eyebrow.
"And, even stronger Strength!" the Monarch of the Founding Titan added.
Ian shook his head. "Keep him as a reserve candidate for the Second Legion for now. Next."
The second Interviewee pushed the door open and entered.
Pantheon walked into the Interview Hall. His body seemed forged from Refined Steel. He held a Spear and wore a War Helmet.
"Greetings, God Lord." Pantheon knelt on one knee. "I am Pantheon, the Aspect of War."
Ian became interested. "Tell me, how do you understand War?"
Pantheon stood up, his eyes like Torches. "War is not just a clash of Power, but a contest of Will. An Army may fail, but if its Will is undefeated, it will eventually be Reborn in the Fires of War."
"Interesting. Continue."
"War requires Strategy and Preparation, but the most important thing is the Warrior's Heart. When every Warrior fights for their Beliefs, they can surpass their own Limits. That is why I grow stronger the more I fight."
Ian smiled with satisfaction. "Good. Wait aside for now. I'll make a decision after interviewing the others."
Dozens of minutes later, many Interviewees came and went. Some lacked Strength, some had overly radical Ideologies, and some were simply unsuitable to lead a Legion.
"Last one!" Zambo called.
A blond woman gracefully walked in, holding a Staff, her entire body radiating Magic Light.
Ian blinked, thinking he had seen wrong. "Lux? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to apply for the Primarch of the Fourth Legion," Lux replied, smiling.
"Aren't you mistaken, sis? Are you in the wrong place?"
"This is supposed to be the one who leads the Iron Warriors. Someone like you..."
Lux snorted softly. "Molly said I would become the Xenocidal Witch Lux in the future. I'm a professional at Siege Warfare."
"..." 'Good grief. She didn't tell you the whole story!'
Ian finally decided on Pantheon.
Pantheon strode forward, his expression solemn.
"Congratulations, you are the Primarch of my Fourth Legion," Ian announced. "The Iron Warriors need a leader like you who understands War."
"It is a great Honor." Pantheon knelt on one knee. "I will lead the Iron Warriors to conquer the Star Seas and fight for your Glory."
The Fifth Legion, the White Scars Legion.
The Primarch of the other world was Jaghatai Khan, nicknamed the "Speed King." He possessed the traits of a Nomad, leading the White Scars Legion with highly Mobile tactics, specializing in Raids and Lightning Warfare.
Not many people came for this interview. Soon, it was down to the last one.
"Last one!"
Zhao Xin rode into the Interview Hall on a Maybach transformed into a Flying Motorcycle.
"Are you two applying together?" Ian asked.
"Yes, we are partners," Zhao Xin straightened his back.
The Maybach shifted its form beside him, transforming from a Flying Motorcycle into a Humanoid Form.
"Tell me your advantages."
"I can accelerate myself, and I can accelerate my Teammates," Zhao Xin said, brandishing his Spear a few times.
"I can transform into any Vehicle," the Maybach added.
"Give me a Practical Demonstration." Ian snapped his fingers, and the Interview Hall transformed into a Race Track.
Zhao Xin sped away on the Maybach, leaving only a silver Afterimage, deftly navigating various Obstacles.
"Not bad. That's got the Speed King's flavor," Ian nodded.
"Did we pass?" Zhao Xin asked.
"You passed!"
The Sixth Legion, the Space Wolves Legion.
The Primarch of the other world was Leman Russ, known as the "Wolf King." He was full of Feral nature and Bloodlust, fighting like a fierce Beast. The Space Wolves Legion was famous for its Fearless Courage and unique Combat Style.
The interview proceeded to the last few people.
A man radiating a Wild Aura walked in.
"I am the Monarch of Fangs, the King of Beasts from the Solo Leveling World."
After speaking, the Monarch of Fangs immediately Transformed. His body swelled, hair grew wildly, and he became a five-meter-tall Werewolf, his claws sharp as Knives.
"Roar!" The Glass in the entire Interview Hall buzzed from the Vibration.
"Just roaring isn't enough. You need to have a Brain."
"I possess not only Wild nature but also Wisdom. In my World, I led my Pack to formulate complete Hunting Strategies and Territory Defense Systems."
"Do you know anything about Space Warfare?"
"No, but I'm a fast learner. Adaptability is the Beast's Instinct."
"Alright, you're good. Go study Space Tactics later."
Finally, Ian confirmed the Sixth Legion Primarch—the Monarch of Beasts.
Vander, who had also transformed into a Werewolf, came for an interview. Although he had been enhanced by Viktor and later by Faith Power several times, he still wasn't strong enough to fight the Monarch of Beasts with one hand.
The Seventh Legion, the Imperial Fists Legion.
The Primarch of the other world was Rogal Dorn, nicknamed the "Unwavering Stone." He was resolute in nature, focused on Discipline and Order, and the Imperial Fists Legion was renowned for its expertise in Defensive Warfare and holding Positions.
"This Legion needs a Tough Guy, a real Hard Man."
To speed things up, several candidates walked in together.
There were Sett, Poppy, Fenrir, and Galio, among others.
"Who else?"
"Malphite."
A giant Stone Man walked in, the Ground shaking with his steps.
"I am Malphite."
Finally, Ian selected Sett to become the Primarch. Simultaneously, Malphite, Galio, and Poppy were chosen as Legion Mascots.
The Aura system was especially compatible with Sett. Now, having learned Aura, his Strength was exceptional.