Just moments later, Aidolon the "Soul Reaver," one of the Son of the Emperor commanders, along with a great number of Sons of the Emperor who had failed to escape in time, became playthings in your palm.
Countless severed limbs flew through the ship's corridors at angles beyond human imagination. Unable to suppress his increasingly piercing psychic screams, Aidolon lasted only seconds before your terrifying Psykic Power churned him completely into a gruesome mass of bloody pulp!
Then, taking advantage of the brief window while large numbers of White Scar veterans and mortal crewmen retreated through the pitch-black Shadow Portal, your massive body instantly used Shadow Step to arrive in the cold void.
Your Skull Helmet swayed slightly.
A vibranium hand slowly rose and, without the slightest hesitation, unleashed even more terrifying black Shadow Power upon the Traitor Joint Fleet, which was fiercely assaulting the White Scars fleet!
If anyone could have looked on from the cold void, they would have seen a colossal Shadow Raven, as large as an ordinary planet, gradually looming directly above every traitor ship!
Perhaps, in the eyes of countless traitors, this was merely an ambush laid for the White Scars fleet.
But for you now, were these traitors not the ones who had fallen into your encirclement?
After all, having fused and absorbed countless fragments of psychic knowledge and Warp secrets, even part of Magnus's Warp Essence, your terrifying Psykic Power had completely surpassed that of most Alpha-level psykers!
Though you still could not compare to The Emperor, whose Psykic Power was as vast as a sea of stars, nor to the super psyker Lone Tyrant you had encountered before.
Still, you could at least see Magnus's red back now. And if you worked hard enough, surpassing the King of Sorcerers in the days