Chapter 83 The Second Impact

Destiny Steel

Hall of Omens

Internal alert and automatic defense mode α-α-α-15-9 is on

Hall combat readiness level: red-red-orange

The pattern of lumens outside the Omen Hall today was that of a starless night. Most of the brilliant lights inside were turned off, and were only turned on in the corner where there were people sitting across from each other.

The scent of fragrant incense, which is completely different from the previous director's favorite recipe, lingers under the high dome of the hall.

In addition to the components of saffron, pink pepper, rose, vetiver, agarwood and sandalwood, there is also a distinct smell of ash, which should have brought some associations with end, destruction or some kind of incineration, but instead But unexpectedly, it is also reminiscent of the warm embers of a fire after singing and dancing at a tribal banquet in the desert.

Julius sat in an armchair suitable for the size of a Space Marine under the lamp. A crown of thorns composed of psychic lightning surrounded his head, indicating that he still maintained a considerable degree of alertness and readiness to take action at any time.

With this attitude, he carefully looked at the person opposite who was still mumbling in disbelief in his seat.

The unstable psyker, who still appears to be in a state of disorientation, is none other than his new course instructor, the Chapter's psionic advisor, Uther Ma'atra.

From the perspective of a Space Marine Chaplain, this mortal is undoubtedly very powerful and special.

It's just that the scream he made just now was really - huh.

The vicar, with all the fortitude his Astartes transformation had given him, politely resisted the urge to dig into his ears, which were itching from the blast of screams.

Maatra's whole body was leaning on his chair in shock - it was Julius who opened his psychic shield to withstand the turbulence of etheric energy and helped him in and sit down.

Thank you for the Emperor's protection, the Acting Priest thought. Fortunately, I was there. Fortunately, I also knew that the Hall of Omens had automatic psionic protection protocols.

Fortunately, after being brought into the hall for a few minutes, apart from Maatra turning around and muttering to herself every time he saw his face, he did not behave like a banshee again. There was a loud noise of screams and bursts of psychic energy.

Banshee-like, well, although he had never heard the so-called howling banshee with pointed ears and strange shapes screaming, but based on the description of psychic power, he felt that it was quite appropriate to use it here.

After a while of this relatively silent awkward situation, the thin green-eyed mortal seemed to finally catch his breath and be able to speak.

"So..." he spoke with difficulty, gripping his staff tightly, "you... are my new apprentice?"

He was nervous and very frightened, Julius thought to himself. In the short period of time since his appearance, this psychic consultant has been confident, arrogant, calm, polite, confident, and leading. Feeling condescending and condescending.

But now this seemingly mortal body of the holy statue has finally become filled with mortal worries and emotions and can begin to be called a mortal.

Maatra, who was confident and sure of victory, seemed to have finally started to feel uncertain about the development of things. It was like he had directly and clearly discovered and recognized a person for the first time after 10,000 years of controlling the fate of many people. Fact: Even he would have been tricked by fate and become an actor in a drama, not a spectator sitting in a box giving directions.

"Exactly, Counselor Ma'atra, I have received co-signed orders from the Chapter Master and Captain, and for all purposes I am now your new apprentice."

The blond Astartes thought for a moment and added, "That will be the case until Master Emmenute wakes up and returns to his post."

"Uh-huh-" The psychic consultant looked noncommittal, and responded to the following supplement with a vague syllable that he was not very satisfied with.

Just as the acting priest was observing his new teacher carefully and ready to explode at any time, the other party also began to observe his new apprentice.

Uh-huh - The Fifteenth Primarch looked away uncomfortably from his brother's miniature, perfect replica of the face - Uh-huh, this really doesn't matter - although he hasn't seen them a few times, he seems to be familiar with them. These brothers are so naturally familiar with those lines——

Okay - Hey, then this is -

"This," the blue-green eyes pointed towards Julius' head, "this, I just wanted to ask, has your psychic power always been in this fixed shape? This is not the case in Pros... ..." He paused suddenly and adjusted his words carefully, "I mean, even in an era known for psychics, in terms of your psychic level and awakening and learning time, it The degree of controllability is also very...rare."

As if to add something to what she said or to worry about any misunderstandings caused by her new students, Maatla added, "——Before you came, I asked the file manager for your information so far. Study file backup records, and I have read them all, I must say that your psychic talent (he bit the word very hard) is very, very, very excellent. The emphasis on excellent means that if your If spiritual energy manifests itself like this from the beginning.”

"Of course, this is the normal procedure. I can fully understand it, Counselor Ma'atla." The young priest on the other side nodded, obviously relieved that things were finally getting on track and the other party had calmed down. "It's like this. Since I started training, as long as my meditation or power preparation reaches a certain level, they will automatically appear and surround my head."

He asked a little strangely, "Since everyone seems to be quite... Oh, only that time, there were two... respectable visitors who seemed to be surprised by this, and everyone else seemed to have no reaction. I thought this was a normal phenomenon."

"Normal phenomenon-! Ha-!" The mortal youth's body suddenly leaned back, "I really don't know that the idiot who taught you before-"

"It's Master Emmenut, the prophet, Counselor Ma'atla, although you will also be one of us, please maintain proper respect for the monk leaders."

"..."The psychic consultant stared at him for a second with a mocking look that made Julius shudder.

"Okay, okay, no problem, but the master who taught you before (he emphasized this word again) obviously didn't point out to you that this situation is unusual."

"I would like to hear more about it."

The acting priest unconsciously put his hand on the holy words on his waist, and Maatra's eyes also inadvertently glanced down-

The entire sub-region and star field later reported a psychic impact event that caused at least hundreds of thousands of astropaths to die and ships to lose contact under the instantly distorted star torch.

Quack.

Ha, it has become holy.jpg, the health problem of the leather man and the subsequent events caused by it have happened. This does not give me any time to breathe...

There will be a second update today, but the time will be delayed.

From today until the leather man fully recovers, there will be a concentrated update every day.

It should be updated after dinner.

Please tell the handsome or cute book friends.