In the game "Super God": 800 Astartes at the start!

The attack of this psionic lightning did not weaken in the slightest, locking onto Esdeath and blasting straight towards her.

Meanwhile, Esdeath's left leg injury had fully healed during this time. With a powerful push from both feet, she narrowly avoided the psionic lightning bolt.

But just when Esdeath thought she had successfully dodged the lightning, she saw Saint Gilles reveal a playful smile.

"Art is Patrick Star!" Saint Gilles thought to himself.

At the same time, the lightning bolt that had just grazed Esdeath exploded, and the heat and shockwave hit her right in the face.

At this moment, Esdeath felt as if she were being baked in the sun while someone was hitting her hard with a giant iron hammer.

It felt as if one's own organs were being squeezed and pulled apart, one's brain was buzzing, and one's soul was feeling dizzy.

Then came a loud "bang!" Esdeath, like a kite with a broken string, smashed through a pillar and crashed heavily into the wall.

The once pristine white wall was smashed open, leaving a large "X" mark.

"Is this... Master's strength? So effortless, yet he defeated me with a single blow..." Esdeath hadn't finished speaking when her head lolled to the side and she fainted.

"It seems Esdeath's soul resistance isn't very strong," Saint Gilles thought to himself.

The explosion just now wasn't just aimed at the physical body, but more so at the soul. After all, if you use psionic lightning and don't target the soul, it would be a waste.

For those unaware of the details of the Sanguis psychic lightning, being unexpectedly struck by it would be quite unpleasant.

Saint Gilles felt he was starting to take action on his way to becoming the sixth oldest, and his super brain was no longer lazy enough to just use super strength to kill his opponent.

If it had just been a normal explosion, it wouldn't have knocked Esdeath unconscious. After all, she had taken the gene serum of a third-generation super soldier, so she could withstand a nuclear explosion without any problem.

Unfortunately, what they faced was not an ordinary explosion, but a psionic explosion from Saint Gilles.

Saint Gilles used the Void Controller to repair the broken pillar, then went to Esdeath, who was embedded in the wall, and pried her out.

"It's alright, at least it's not like it got stuck in the wall and we couldn't pry it out."

Angel Leng and the others completely missed the point of Saint Gilles' joke and didn't react to it at all.

Seeing that no one responded, Saint Gilles stopped making jokes and directly used his psionic energy to envelop Esdeath's body and heal her injuries.

Otherwise, if Esdeath were to repair the damage to her soul on her own, it's unknown how long it would take.

Angel Lingxi blinked, her tone full of admiration: "It's over in a second? My idol is so amazing!"

Saint Gilles casually remarked, "After all, Esdeath is just a third-generation super soldier; it's normal for her to be instantly killed."

These words froze the excited smile on Lingxi's face.

"Just a third-generation super soldier"—this statement dealt a massive blow to Angel Lingxi, who herself was only a second-generation angel warrior.

Angel Leng and Angel Zhui, who were standing to the side, felt a sense of being mentioned, even though they knew that the other party was not mocking them.

As for Angel Yitian, he didn't react at all, following behind the group like a nobody.

After Saint Gilles settled Esdeath in, Angel Chase couldn't contain his curiosity and asked about what had just happened.

"My god, how could she lose consciousness after just one blast? A third-generation super soldier's body shouldn't be unable to withstand that kind of explosion, right?"

"Yeah, my god, such an explosion shouldn't be able to harm the third-generation super soldiers," Lingxi, who had recovered, chimed in curiously.

Although Angel Leng, who was standing next to Angel Chase, did not ask any questions, the searching look in her eyes had already betrayed her.

Saint Gilles did not hide anything from the curiosity of the angels before him; it was not a secret to him.

"Because this is a psionic attack, the lightning I just used was created by my psionic energy, and the damage caused by the explosion is completely different from that of an ordinary explosion."

"Psionic attack?"

Hearing this unfamiliar word, the angel murmured it softly.

"Yes, a special ability unique to me and my offspring."

Angel raised an eyebrow and joked, "Oh, sounds like it's an exclusive copyright."

"That's one way to put it."

Saint Gilles nodded slightly, acknowledging Angel Leng's statement.

"What exactly is psionic energy?" the little transparent angel Yitian asked, her eyes filled with curiosity and a thirst for knowledge.

"Psionic energy... well, how should I put it? My psionic energy belongs to a kind of idealistic power..."

Saint Gilles briefly explained what his psychic powers were.

After leaving behind several shocked female angels, Saint Gilles took the opportunity to check in on Esdeath.

After leaving behind several shocked female angels, Saint Gilles took the opportunity to check in on Esdeath.

[Ding! Character Esdeath has successfully checked in. Congratulations, host, you have obtained Ice Resistance.]

"Hmm? Such high ice resistance, not bad. At least it will reduce some damage when I encounter a powerful ice attack later."

Saint Gilles is quite satisfied with this ice resistance item. He thinks it's decent, pretty good, at least much better than any kind of genetic resources.

Of course, if Saint Gilles couldn't directly overturn the law of conservation of energy and create things from nothing, these things would still be quite good. Unfortunately, Saint Gilles can now create things from nothing, so these originally good sign-in rewards have become less valuable.

Ignoring the shocked group, Saint Gilles went to the lawn in the garden and sat down.

At this point, it was only natural that Saint Gilles' administration was handed over to his sons, since he was sailing inside the Great Insect Bridge and could not receive paper-based government information, so he had no way to handle it.

This conveniently gave Saint-Gilles an excuse to slack off and rest. Saint-Gilles was extremely grateful that he insisted on paper-based office work, so that when he personally led the army, he could use this excuse to leave government affairs to his sons and become a hands-off manager.

As he thought about it, Saint Gilles inexplicably felt a little contemptuous of himself.

"This must be my imagination. How could I possibly be a scumbag boss!"

On the other side, Angel Leng, Angel Zhui, Angel Yitian, and Angel Lingxi, the four female angels, also hurriedly followed Saint Gilles into the garden and sat down again.

The girls sat down next to Saint Gillespie and, like everyone else, passed the time by looking at the scenery.

After what had just happened, Angel Leng was no longer in a hurry about the affairs of Tiancheng. Saint Gilles' strength had successfully impressed her. In Angel Leng's view, as long as Saint Gilles arrived, those demons and male angels who invaded Tiancheng would be nothing more than chickens and dogs. Even if they were strengthened, they would still be no match for Saint Gilles.