Powerful Psykers could foresee certain dangers and avoid them, choosing the future that favored them most.
Take Mephiston, Chief Librarian of the Blood Angels Chapter in the 40k era ten thousand years later. He possessed an immense ability to foresee the future, allowing him to predict attacks by Chaos and the Tyranid Swarm—and even determine their numbers precisely.
In one particularly outrageous battle, Mephiston had even summoned his future self and his past self to fight alongside him, forming a trinity.
With his tremendous psychic telekinesis, he could crush the heads of every Ork on half a planet. That level of fighting strength far surpassed even the Adeptus Custodes.
It was easy to see how much Psykic Power could enhance and support someone in battle! To put it bluntly, Psykic Power even had some advantages over ki. The only problem was the enormous danger involved in using it.
Magnus, hailed as the greatest human Psyker beneath the Emperor and a man who could take the Emperor's place on the Golden Throne, had foreseen everything on the eve of the Battle of Prospero,
before Wolf King Leman Russ arrived. Some of the Librarians under his command had foreseen it too, but their Father of Genes killed them.
Though Wolf King Leman Russ was no psychic master like Magnus, he did possess Psykic Power. After all, he was a lesser divine soul born from the Warp.
During the Battle of Prospero, Leman Russ had wielded Psykic Power.
The Primarchs had all shown, to varying degrees, an ability to sense danger or glimpse the future. The Archangel had even seen his own death.
"Russ, you saw something, didn't you? Was that a premonition born of Psykic Power?" Axis asked.
"That's right! I saw something that surprised me. My father, the Emperor, hates deception, and this thing seems to be very useful to him.
While you were inside choosing items, my mind was frantically warning me. But I don't know if that was the sort of psychic perception you mentioned." Leman Russ shook his head.
His ability was unreliable. Even back when he was raised by his wolf mother, his warnings had helped him escape danger several times.
When his adoptive father found him and his wolf mother was killed, he had sensed it coming. He'd also had a similar premonition a few days before the Emperor arrived.
Once or twice might have been coincidence, but after countless times, it was impossible to ignore.
"Since that's the case, I understand, Russ. We'll take everything on this ship except for one Briefcase." Axis finally chose to trust the Wolf King.
Compared to the Emperor, his own intelligence was lacking. His attempt to bait the Emperor might well have displeased him.
After all, before crossing over, he had been an ordinary person, while the Emperor had lived for more than a hundred thousand years. When it came to wisdom and perception, the Emperor was surely among the best in the galaxy.
Trying little tricks in front of him really wasn't a good idea. Better to present everything openly. That was more likely to earn the Emperor's favor.
"Axis, there's something you need to remember. From today onward, you're a child born and raised on Fenris.
"I've ordered the warriors in the tribe who know where you came from to keep quiet. I found your ship in some ruins; you didn't bring it with you.
"This time, I'll be the one to ask the Emperor for custody of you. Don't say a word, understand?" Wolf King Leman Russ crouched before Axis and spoke meaningfully.
He had seen many things in that psychic vision. He had to protect his little Wolf Cub!
He had to negotiate with the Emperor himself. Axis absolutely couldn't speak up; he was only a child right now.
Axis nodded and did as Leman Russ told him.
While the two were talking, more than a dozen enormous Imperial landing craft descended near the tribe. The huge steel behemoths immediately drew a crowd. The tribespeople had never seen anything like them.
Once the hatches opened, a large group of Space Marines emerged. They stood around two meters and twenty centimeters tall, wore thick Power Armor, and bore the Imperial Aquila on their chests.
A squad of Space Marines approached Wolf King Leman Russ and dropped to one knee.
"Greetings, great Father of Genes. I am your gene-son, from the Sixth Legion. Welcome back." The Space Marine kneeling before him spoke with barely contained excitement.
The return of their Father of Genes was cause for celebration across the entire Legion. His return meant they finally had a true Legion commander!
Just having their great Father of Genes sitting there would be enough to raise the fighting strength of the entire Legion!
"Having so many sons all of a sudden is a bit of a surprise, but now that I'm back, I'll lead you well. For all of humanity." Leman Russ addressed the unfamiliar gene-sons before him.
Suddenly having a whole group of grown sons gave him a strange feeling.
Just then, Axis pressed the Scouter over his eye. It beeped!
He was quite curious about the fighting strength of the Space Marines.
A reading of 65 appeared before him. That was more than ten times stronger than an ordinary human. A normal adult man should have a fighting strength of around 5.
Axis scanned some of the other Sixth Legion Space Marines who had come along. The highest reading was around 93, while most were between 65 and 80.
Without Power Armor, a Primaris Space Marine could punch with a force of just over a ton. These readings seemed quite reasonable.
Although the highest reading was under 100, their overall fighting strength couldn't be measured that way. Their nineteen Superhuman Organs enhanced them across the board.
The Astartes had astonishing reflexes. Even ordinary ones reacted in fractions of a second, while some could react in nanoseconds. They had two hearts and a second lung, and the Sus-an Membrane could place them in suspended animation. Their survivability far exceeded that of others at the same level.
On top of that, they wore heavy Power Armor and carried Monofilament Daggers, Chainswords, Power Swords, Bolters, Melta Weapons, Plasma Weapons, and more.
All in all, these guys should be able to match a fighting strength of around 200 in the Dragon Ball World—assuming they weren't using ki, of course!
Axis's Scouter readings had also caught the attention of some Sixth Legion Space Marines. What was that thing that kept beeping?
"So, what do you think, my little Wolf Cub? How strong are my sons?" Leman Russ asked curiously.
"Their fighting strength is above 60 and below 100. That's based purely on physical data," Axis replied.
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