Is this a disguise?

No, it's impossible, he is Typhon, he is the one who has mastered the truth: it is impossible for him not to be able to see through the disguise of a mortal, even if she is a psyker.

Damn it, what the hell is going on?

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to smile, a smile where everything was under control.

"No, it's okay, nothing happened, Ms. Morgan, everything is fine."

He looked at Morgan's outstretched finger, hesitated for a moment, and then held it up.

"Snapped!"

This time, the sound of broken finger joints could be heard throughout the corridor, and Typhon truly felt that his fingers were trapped in the steel gloves, and then they were broken and unable to move.

……damn it……

He raised his head and looked at Morgan, who seemed to have a dull look on his face. He saw that this powerful psyker seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of her. She thought for a while, and then hurriedly used her psionic power to cure the disease.

The breach of Typhon.

But there is no doubt that this severe pain will accompany him for a while.

"What exactly is going on?"

He gasped and raised his head, but he only saw Morgan standing so tall, with an apologetic smile mixed with pity and other inexplicable emotions on his face.

[Ah...I remember, Lord Typhon, I just guided the ship to jump from the storm in the subspace, so I still have some remaining power in my body. I didn't expect them to hurt you like this, Your Excellency...]

She seemed to have said something else, but Typhon stopped listening. He just looked at her pupils and face, listened to her tone, looked at the illusion that she seemed to be taller than him, and was whispering in some kind of soul.

With hints, these elements were mixed together to form something familiar to Typhon.

In the next second, he suddenly realized.

Isn't this exactly what happened on Barbarus?

Mortarion, his former comrade-in-arms and now the so-called [Father of Genes], looked like this. Time and time again when he was exhausted from fighting, he would come to his side and say [concern] with a relaxed look on his face.

].

He is always the more powerful one. He is the noble son of God. He has stronger bloodline, strength, and even body than him. He can always hide Typhon in the shadows, but he can't break free no matter what.

.

That guy... was just born with a good fortune, so he could look down at him from above and spread so-called goodwill.

What makes him better than me is that he, Typhon, is the one who has mastered the truth.

At this moment, neither his purpose nor Morgan's words were completely important anymore. This specific occasion and whispered hint seemed to capture the darkest and most secret corner of Typhon's heart, releasing it.

Something he had been trying so hard to hide.

Typhon only felt the humiliation he had suffered in this appearance.

They all come from Mortarion

Originally, he didn't like this so-called father of genes.

Now, he doesn't like it even more.
Chapter completed!