Chapter 368: Ma Genusi: Identified as low-quality carbohydrates

"Damn it!"

Guilliman cursed in a low growl.

He had always kept a distance of seven or eight meters from the running Ma Genusi, but this distance of seven or eight meters seemed like a chasm. No matter how Guilliman accelerated, he couldn't catch up.

Guilliman gradually noticed that Ma Genusi wasn't just running with his body, but was using some kind of bizarre Warp power.

This was normal for Ma Genusi; he was originally a master in the field of psychic power.

But... but Guilliman felt that the way Ma Genusi used psychic power now was a bit like the Orks' "Waaagh!" energy.

It carried a rough, stupid, but efficient style.

What made Guilliman feel even more uncomfortable was that his own state wasn't good either.

It wasn't just the exhaustion left by Kairos's spell, but also the kick Ma Genusi had just delivered to his knee.

That kick also contained psychic power, directly shattering the complex mechanical structure inside the ceramite, causing the power system of one leg of the Armor of Fate to have problems, which instead slowed down Guilliman's pace.

This made him gradually get further and further away from Ma Genusi.

And Ma Genusi... perhaps it was an illusion, but in Guilliman's eyes, Ma Genusi seemed to be gradually flying toward Terra!

He seemed to really be able to run to Terra just by relying on running!

Guilliman naturally couldn't let Ma Genusi do this. He suddenly swung the Gauntlet of Ultramar at Ma Genusi in the air.

The bolter launcher hidden in the power fist roared, and scorching bolter rounds shot toward Ma Genusi like fire meteors.

"Hmph!"

But Ma Genusi just roared, the muscles on his back squirming like pythons, and a strong air wave burst out between his flesh and blood. That air wave resisted the bolter rounds flying toward him like a force field shield.

"How can mere bolter rounds rival my well-trained body?!"

Ma Genusi laughed loudly, saying with pride.

Screw your well-trained body!

Guilliman cursed in his heart.

This sentence would be very reasonable for Angron, Russ, Lion, or Ferrus; their bodies had indeed been hammered by long training.

But Ma Genusi's scarlet body was clearly the external manifestation of his psychic power, and during the Great Crusade era, Ma Genusi was more willing to stay in the library to study knowledge than to train his body.

Looking at Guilliman, who couldn't catch up to him, Ma Genusi laughed happily.

He felt the muscle power in his body surging even more, and the Terra in mid-air was enlarging bit by bit. He suddenly took a step toward mid-air.

In Guilliman's expression that physics didn't exist, Ma Genusi seemed to be stepping on the thin air of the Moon, running into the sky.

But at this moment, a red-and-pink wooden door suddenly stood in front of Ma Genusi.

Small missiles roared out from the door, heading straight for Ma Genusi's head.

Ma Genusi roared and operated his muscle power again, trying to resist those missiles.

But the missiles burst in mid-air, and a burst of ash-like dust sprayed out from the missiles, diffusing in all directions.

"Roar!!!!" Ma Genusi let out a wail.

The moment this dust touched him, the surging muscle power in his body suddenly weakened by a chunk, and even a reaction of loss of control appeared, making Ma Genusi feel a burst of dizziness.

"In the name of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang and Saint Doraemon!"

"Heretic! Roll back to your blasphemous master! There is no place for you on Terra anymore."

An angry shout sounded. A Battle Sister wearing Exemplar Power Armor appeared on the battlefield like a metal giant made of ceramite, gold, and silver.

That holy power spear gifted by the Custodes pierced through the thin air, pointing straight at Ma Genusi's face.

But Ma Genusi, even though his body was in pain, his reaction speed was still far beyond that of mortals, almost instantly avoiding the spearhead of that Battle Sister.

But that Sister now also anticipated that she couldn't keep up with the Primarch's speed, even if that Saint Doraemon had given her powerful power with holy springs, she couldn't do it.

And she didn't intend to keep up at all. The missile launcher equipped on the shoulder of the Exemplar Armor roared again.

Dust mixed with the ashes of Blanks and the ashes of the Astronomican burst suddenly, rushing toward Ma Genusi again.

Ma Genusi felt the muscle power in his body suppressed again, his footsteps loosened, and he returned to the lunar surface.

Guilliman seized the opportunity, took the opportunity to swing the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Sword, and slashed down, leaving a hideous wound on Ma Genusi's muscular body with scorching Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's fire.

Zhou Yun, flying in mid-air with a Bamboo-Copter, watched this scene.

He met the Battle Sisters, Custodes, and Sisters of Silence's Valkyrie gunships on the way, and quickly used the Anywhere Door to enter them, intending to directly take them to support Guilliman through the Anywhere Door.

He originally thought it would take a bit of tongue, but he didn't expect the leader of the Battle Sisters, Canoness Superior Morvenn Vahl, to kneel before Zhou Yun excitedly, piously stating that she came under the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's order and would follow all orders of Saint Doraemon.

They had also prepared in advance with Ma Genusi as a hypothetical enemy.

The Master of the Astronomican, Kaelaprin, went deep into the Astronomican and brought back the ashes left after the Astronomican burned.

This kind of ash had a strong anti-psychic effect, which could cause psychics and daemons to be backlashed by their own psychic power.

Kaelaprin mixed this ash with the ashes of Blanks who had anti-psychic talent, made a strong anti-psychic explosive, and equipped it on the missiles of Morvenn Vahl's Exemplar Power Armor.

Of course, the means they prepared were not just this one.

The Sisters of Silence, wearing half-face metal masks, crossed the smoke-filled lunar surface like ghosts.

This group of silent female warriors were all Blanks, possessing innate anti-psychic talent, or rather, negative psychic talent.

If a psychic's projection in the Warp was a torch, a mortal was a candle, and a Tau was a small spark, then the Sisters of Silence were black holes.

Just by existing on the battlefield, they could make anyone with psychic talent feel uncomfortable and suppress the psychic reactions around them; they were natural psychic killers.

Traditionally, the Sisters of Silence were partners of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Custodes. It was just that after the Great Crusade ended, the Sisters of Silence gradually declined.

But summoned by the return of the Primarchs, this group of psychic killers gathered on the Moon again to fight Ma Genusi.

Just by existing, they made Ma Genusi feel a burst of discomfort.

And those strange dusts...

These things all made the muscle power in Ma Genusi's body weaken by about ten percent.

What were these things, why could they affect his well-trained muscle power?

Could it be...

A deep anger surged in Ma Genusi's eyes, and he let out a thunderous roar:

"Shameless!"

"Too shameless!"

"You actually used low-quality carbohydrates to attack my well-trained muscles!"

"You are Russ! You are Mortarion! You... you are ambitious!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 369 =====