American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 788 Horus’s psychic burst!

"Uh what is that? I mean, what is a moon frog?"

Luna blinked and explained to him, "Moon frogs are animals that live on the moon. The Quibbler once reported that a wizard claimed that he flew to the moon on a Sweeping Six and brought back a bag of moon frogs as evidence."

Horus had no idea that Luna had some strange ideas, and he nodded subconsciously, truly believing that there were moon frogs in the world.

Then Luna walked through the puddles barefoot and tilted her head to look at the superhero on the advertisement screen.

The earrings made of butterbeer bottle caps on her ears made a crisp sound.

"Your lighting here is wrong."

She suddenly spoke to the empty street corner, the tip of her wand lighting up like a firefly, "All the colors are like an oil painting washed out by a rainstorm."

Horus didn't know how to respond to her question, so he remained silent rationally.

He had never had any experience dealing with girls like this.

Luna stood on tiptoes to look at the engine in Horus's hand.

Because the light nearby was too dim, Luna drew a spiral in the air with her wand, "Lumos."

A golden light burst out, and Luna saw clearly the damaged engine in the other party's hand.

"Your name is Luna, right?"

Horus coughed, lowered the engine, and asked the curious Luna.

"I'm Luna, from the Raven Order."

"Are you Raven's classmate?"

Little Horus continued to ask.

"Yes, I am also a fan of Mr. Padrick."

Horus shrugged, "Many people are fans of Emperor Dad."

"What is the Emperor?"

Luna continued to ask him.

"That's a long story."

Horus thought for a moment and said, "The Emperor is a great man. He launched a rebellion against the warlords on Terra. In order to win the war, the Emperor used genetic technology to transform many warriors. These warriors are the Thunder Warriors. The later Astartes Legion was developed on the basis of the Thunder Warriors."

"After that, the Emperor fulfilled his long-cherished wish of unifying Terra, and then, through a series of means and technologies, he established the Astropathic Forces and the Astartes Legion, and led his army to sweep across the entire galaxy with the slogan of 'Make Humanity Great Again'"

Horus shrugged and said to her: "But that is the Emperor of another time and space. The Emperor of this time and space is my father. He is also the human who tried to 'make mankind great again', so he is my Emperor Dad."

Luna blinked, "So he's Superman?"

Without waiting for Horus to answer, Luna said to the stunned Horus:
"The man in the red cape, Mr. Superman, was so afraid of losing that he stuffed the whole world into a crystal coffin."

She blew the ashes from the tip of her wand. "I guess he has never seen a weeping mandrake, whose tears can break even the most stubborn petrification spell."

"Will the emperor dad you mentioned, Mr. Padraic, become Superman?"

"No, Emperor Dad certainly won't."

Horus said firmly.

"why?"

"because."

Horus thought for a moment, and replied: "The Emperor does not love anyone. He cannot have that kind of emotion. This is the most practical choice for the Lord of Mankind who shoulders an unimaginable responsibility. He does not love his sons, nor does he love anyone, but he loves all of humanity."

"But Emperor Dad, he loves his sons, not all of humanity."

Just as he finished speaking, the modified robot he had hidden nearby suddenly malfunctioned.

There was a series of "clicking" sounds, and Brainiac's robot slowly moved.

"Oh no, that's not good."

Horus shook his head, a solemn expression on his face.

He opened his arms and protected Luna behind him.

"Don't worry, I will protect you!"

Horus raised the bolter in his hand and said to Luna behind him: "There are some minor malfunctions. I can handle it."

Facing the out-of-control robot slowly approaching, Horus could hear his heartbeat echoing inside his skull.

Luna was relatively calm, leaning against little Horus and pulling out her wand.

"It's okay. I have experience dealing with this kind of thing."

"Oh!"

The robot ran quickly and rushed towards Horus.

The young Primarch quickly bent down to avoid the silver-white tentacles that the robot thrust out. The silver-white tentacles splashed sparks as they brushed past his shoulder armor.

Complex topological patterns float on the surface of these streamlined killing machines, and the core of their chests contains the spark of civilization plundered from other planets.

"I swear in the name of the Emperor."

Horus used his molecular claws to crush the head of the first Reaper robot.

".You have defiled the sanctity of the God of Machinery!"

As he spoke, Horus quickly killed the first robot.

Then he saw three skeleton robots on the left, forming a triangular force field.

The boy spun around and fired his bolter, sending the robot flying with a loud bang.

The robot's acid began to corrode the power armor, and the hair on the back of Horus' neck suddenly stood up.

The next second, with a loud bang, he was knocked flying.

"Analyze their energy patterns!"

The young Primarch crashed into the ruins of a nearby building, marble pillars exploding behind him.

He quickly stood up from the ground and analyzed the robot's combat mode.

The tactical panel showed that the enemy was reorganizing some kind of encirclement.

Energy began to gather in the pistol in his left hand.

At the same time, Horus felt that his spiritual power seemed to surge uncontrollably.

Could it be that his uncontrolled spiritual power exploded?
Horus was suddenly shocked.

The so-called psychic explosion refers to the fact that psychics gain powerful progress by extracting subspace energy and expressing their abilities in the physical universe through explosive growth.

Psykers use their psychic powers by drawing on the energies of the Warp. These energies are incredibly powerful, but using them carries great risks.

Whenever a psyker uses psionic powers, creatures (usually demons) whose souls are projected into the Warp are attracted to them, potentially causing the psyker's soul to be devoured by the demon and thus face death.

As such, the Inquisition constantly hunts down psykers deemed dangerous in order to ensure their safety.

The training process for a psyker is rigorous, involving years of meditation and self-discipline.

A trained psychic can use his mental abilities while reducing the risk of being attacked by demons.

Experienced combat psykers can focus their psionic energy into sharp arrows that can penetrate thick armor.

At this moment, Horus felt that under the influence of the machine soul and these robot legions, his psychic energy burst out with unprecedented power.

He can now even release infinite energy and bombard the enemy.

But at the same time, a mental dizziness began to hit him.

Do not!
I must persevere! I cannot let myself be corrupted by these psychic energies!

Horus gasped for breath and quickly calmed himself down.

The robot in the distance ran towards him quickly.

Horus endured the changes in his body, roared, and rushed forward.

During the advance, the jump trajectory was changed several times in a row, and the chasing robots were constantly hit by their own refraction beams.

But soon, the young Prototype's molecular claws suddenly failed when they were dozens of meters away from the robot.

He saw that the space itself was distorting, and although his right arm was clearly swinging forward, the actual trajectory turned into pulling backwards.

Three invisible Reaper robots emerged from the space trap in the air, and their sharp claws cut through the waist protection of the power armor.

Horus smelled his own blood and instantly understood his situation.

Either be killed by the opponent, or release the power of the subspace that has not yet been mastered.

He suddenly remembered the "power shackles" theory that Peter had taught him before.

"Perhaps this is a test, a test given to me by Emperor Daddy!"

Horus suddenly shut down all the defense systems of the power armor, allowing the particle beam of the Reaper robot to pierce his left shoulder.

At the moment of severe pain, he grabbed the robot's claws.

As the psychic flames flowed upstream along the data cables, the sound of robots "wailing" filled the entire space.

Horus's retina began to bleed, and he saw that all the robots nearby began to burn violently.

Boundless spiritual flames suddenly swept around.

The powerful presence was something that even Luna, who was used to big scenes, was not expecting.

Luna, who was standing nearby, was stunned as she watched the psychic flames continue to produce huge explosions.

(End of this chapter)