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

Chapter 133 The Maw of the Abyss, Kog'Maw?

Since he almost received the same treatment as the Emperor shortly after drawing the resurrection coin, Saint Gilles has become particularly sensitive to resurrection-related rewards.

This time, not only did he give himself two rewards with resurrection abilities, but he also went all out with the final reward, giving himself a psionic amplifier.

Saint Gilles extracted the reward with a thought.

With a flash of golden light, a golden toilet—no, a golden throne—exactly the same as the one worn by the old man in the Warhammer world appeared before Sanguis, radiating an aura of "power."

"My idol, who is this?"

Angel Lingxi blinked, looking curiously at the enormous, majestic throne that had suddenly appeared before her.

"The psionic amplifier can amplify my psionic energy many times over," Saint Gilles said succinctly. After a pause, he added calmly, "However, amplifying psionic energy will have some side effects."

His tone was calm, as if he were talking about everyday matters.

"Side effects?" Angel Yan, who was standing to the side, caught the word, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with a hint of inquiry.

Saint Gilles nodded and explained simply: "Well, the side effect is that it will put a great burden on the body and soul. An ordinary person would probably be instantly reduced to ashes if they went up there."

"Even with my descendants' current physical condition, they wouldn't be able to withstand staying here for too long."

"So, why did you suddenly take out this psionic amplifier, my god...?" the angel interrupted, asking somewhat uncertainly.

"Let's test it out and see if my surge of psionic energy can solve this void problem once and for all." Saint Gilles spoke casually, as if he were talking about what to have for dinner.

He was not worried at all about the side effects that the Golden Throne would bring him.

Saint Gilles didn't really need to worry. After all, he wasn't some old man welded to the golden throne. If Saint Gilles couldn't hold on and something felt wrong, he could just get up and get down.

After saying that, he directly replaced the cosplay golden throne he had placed with the genuine golden throne.

Then, Saint Gilles took a deep breath and sat down steadily.

The instant his body sat upon the golden throne, "Boom!" An indescribable, boundless spiritual power surged forth from Saint Gilles' body.

Saint Gilles was unsure exactly how many times his psychic power had increased; he only felt that his psychic power just now was comparable to his current psychic power.

Undoubtedly, the light of a firefly cannot compete with the brilliance of the moon.

"Hiss." Saint Gilles gasped, not because of pain.

Rather, it's because the magnitude of this psionic energy increase far exceeded expectations.

"And this is a burden on the body and soul..." The offspring of Saint Gilles sensed the burden on their own body and soul.

"Hmm? Seems alright, it can handle it completely, doesn't feel like there's much of a burden. Could this be an improved version of the system?" Saint Gilles thought to himself.

He hadn't expected that the side effects of this golden throne would be manageable; he could bear them completely, or rather, he could handle even with a slightly heavier burden.

"Looks like I'm better suited for blocking the internet than Little Horse," Saint Gilles thought to himself.

After all, the burden of sitting on the golden throne was so heavy that Saint Gilles felt he could stay there forever.

With his physical body greatly enhanced and his soul possessing the characteristics of a higher-dimensional soul, Saint Gilles easily resisted the depletion of the Golden Throne.

Saint Gillespie suddenly thought of the death of Prime Minister Ma after he sat on the golden throne, and sighed inwardly.

"If Master Ma had Saint Gilles' current physical abilities, he could easily destroy a planet with a single punch, and he wouldn't have been sucked dry after sitting in the golden toilet."

Having adapted to the super-amplified psionic energy, Saint Gilles no longer hesitated. He closed his eyes and immersed himself completely in it. The next second, an even more powerful golden psionic energy surged from his body, and this psionic energy surged into the void rift.

Nowadays, psionic seals are no longer just used as a defensive measure, nor are they merely used to resist the impact of the dark purple energy of the void.

Instead, they began to fight back; Saint Gilles was about to launch a counterattack!

Saint Gilles's boundless golden psionic energy, like a burning golden flame, ignited violently upon contact with the dark purple void creatures.

At this moment, the roles of offense and defense have shifted; the enemy can go, and so can I!

The golden psionic energy, like the blazing flames of a star, carrying the power of purification and destruction, crashed violently into the void creatures that were constantly twisting and attacking the psionic seal.

This extremely aggressive golden psionic flame, like an arrow released from a bow, began to attack the depths of the void rift.

Wherever the golden psionic flames passed, the bodies of these void creatures burned, twisted, and disintegrated as if they had encountered their nemesis, turning into a silent wail.

"There are void creatures everywhere, densely packed."

Having heard about the psychic perception, Saint Gilles frowned slightly as he sensed the scene inside the void rift. It was only because Saint Gilles didn't have trypophobia that he was able to bear seeing so many densely packed, bizarre void creatures inside; otherwise, he would have been absolutely disgusted.

"What is our god doing?" Angel Lingxi asked the angel beside her in a low voice, looking at Saint Gilles, who sat on the golden throne with his eyes closed and surrounded by a faint golden light.

"The male god is probably using amplified psionic energy to fight the void."

At this moment, Angel Chase, who was also unclear about the specifics, spoke vaguely.

At this moment, Saint Gilles discovered some somewhat familiar-looking void creatures within the void rift.

He took a closer look.

It has a dark purple body, large eyes, no neck, a head that is almost a giant mouth, a short and thick torso, short limbs, and a small tail.

It looks incredibly cute, a style that completely clashes with the other deformed and hideous void creatures in this void rift.

Saint Gilles nearly cursed out loud: "Holy crap, is this Kog'Maw from LoI?! And it's even the Arcane skin version?!"

A sense of absurdity washed over him; at that moment, Saint Gilles felt that the waters of the universe he inhabited seemed rather deep.

"I hope another Aurelion Sol appears out of nowhere, and maybe another Runeterra world will emerge from the unknown universe—a grand fusion!!"

"Hopefully this is just a coincidence, don't mess it up!" Saint Gilles comforted himself, feeling that he still wasn't confident he could defeat Aurelion Sol.

After all, this is a creator god-level being, a universe controller, omniscient and omnipotent. Before the setting was changed, he was the strongest, and after the change, he is still one of the top strongest beings. Saint Gilles has not become so arrogant.

P.S.: Kog'Maw (Skin Version)