The Luna Wolves veterans behind Horus immediately raised their shields, bracing to take the attack head-on.
"Stand back."
"Trying to use psychic power against me?" Liu Zhipeng's soul gave a disdainful sneer within Horus's body. "You picked the wrong man, fatso."
The corrosive acid, infused with a psychic storm, came within a meter of Horus before the energy field wreathing the Talon of Horus vaporized it outright. It never even touched the paint on his armor.
For the first time, the Crawling Patriarch felt fear. He tried to retreat, but it was already too late.
Horus appeared before him as though he had teleported.
"Time to lose some weight."
He spoke softly, then drove that vicious claw deep into the Crawling Patriarch's bloated, fatlike body.
Szzzt-!!!
The energy field surged to full power!
Golden lightning spread across the Crawling Patriarch's entire body in an instant, like a spiderweb.
"Scree-aaah-!!!"
The enormous creature let out the last agonized scream of his life. Like butter thrown into a steel furnace, his body rapidly melted and disintegrated from within.
When the smoke cleared, the Crawling Patriarch, whom countless cultists had once worshipped, had vanished completely from the altar. All that remained was a steaming puddle of charred grease.
Dead silence filled the chamber.
Everyone was struck speechless by that godlike blow.
Especially the cultists who had just switched sides. They watched their new god effortlessly "purify" the monster they had once revered as their "holy father," as though disposing of garbage.
Fear, awe, and... even more fanatical devotion grew wildly in their hearts.
"Now, only you remain."
Horus turned and walked with steady steps toward Bishop Tyrantis Primus, the sole figure still standing on the altar, utterly stupefied with terror.
"N-no... stay away..." Bishop Primus backed away in horror, his four arms flailing