Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

The power armor of a normal battle nun is usually bright red and gold, two relatively majestic colors, with sacred patterns symbolizing the empire's national religion and prayers to the emperor.

Isayama Nomei asked the four of them to take it in. Unexpectedly, these battle nuns showed off the power of the evil god even more unscrupulously.

Therefore, the power armor of these people is now filled with an unknown aura of depravity.

The most striking thing is that the white armor begins to melt like ice and snow, transforming into an unknown purple-black armor, revealing a large area of ​​white skin.

It was wrapped up tightly just now, but now it is displayed openly.

While it looks charming, it also has a heroic feel.

Generally, the battle nuns of the empire are symbols of holiness and loyalty. Their short silver hair is so eye-catching, but under the power of Slaanesh, their red lips turn extremely bright red, and their blue pupils seem to be filled with pink. The charming light.

"Ah this..."

Isayama Nomei looked at the four transformed fallen nuns and showed a helpless smile.

What else could he say? It can only be said that Evil God really understands men.

"Boom!"

Isayama Nomei felt inexplicably, had he stabbed a heretic in the den?

Isayama Nomei smiled, he grabbed the hilt of the chain sword, and soon the sword began to glow with a dazzling light blue spiritual light.

But sensing the resistance, it turned out that the original place looked empty, but in fact it was protected by an invisible layer of protective armor.

Under the roar of the Battle Sister squad leader, not only the faster-firing submachine guns were taken out, but denser bullets poured out, at the same time, a Battle Sister took out a flamethrower that could melt the armor of the Imperial tank!

An incredible fire dragon appeared on the path forward of Isayama Norimei. The terrifying high temperature it continuously released even burned the crystals on the ground, causing the strange and wonderful patterns that had appeared decades ago to appear again.

But what is frightening is that no matter how fierce the attack of the Battle Sisters team is, no matter how high the temperature of the flames is by a few degrees Celsius, it will not be able to hinder Isayama Norimei's forward thrusting attacks. All attacks will not hit the psychic barrier. It's damage-free and can't hurt Isayama Nomei inside at all.

With a click, the long knife struck the power armor, and sparks flew several meters high.

Isayama Nomei frowned, he clearly slashed his smooth arm.

"There are traitors of the Ordo Hereticus in the front, and fallen battle sisters in the back. My C-level simulation is quite lively."

As for whether it will be a misjudgment.

He is a judge who can't even distinguish the aura from the evil god, so he can retire early. However, it was unusual for Isayama Nomei to encounter two situations that other judges would never encounter at the same time.

As Isayama Kenmei tightened his grip, the motor hidden in the hilt of the sword spun like crazy and made a buzzing roar. The serrations on the blade, supported by psychic power, cut the air at high speed and made a terrifying scream.

Isayama Nomei knew that the human empire was on the verge of collapse, but he did not expect that traitors could appear in such a core secret agency.

She was just about to take out her chainsword and fight the judge in close combat, but she didn't expect Isayama Norimei to move faster, took out a yabo gun with her left hand and fired several shots at the chest of the person in front of her.

The sudden rise of flames suddenly swallowed up the unlucky nun who had just been penetrated by Isayama Norimei in the chest, and the bullet penetrated the fuel tank before exploding. The hot fire light illuminated the cheeks of the remaining four, no, three people.

"Well, but this may be the meaning of our existence as inquisitors."

With one strike of the blade wielded by Isayama Norimei, several white slash marks appeared on the nozzle that was breathing out the flames.

But the battle nun didn't know it yet. When she saw Isayama Nomei, who was almost "sticking" to her, she realized that she also wanted to pull out her chain sword and prepare to fight the inquisitor in close combat.

Because Isayama Norimei just used the impact of the explosion to cut off the beautiful head of a fallen nun with a clean knife.

Therefore, the blade of Isayama Norimei's chain sword was not in his arm. The battle nun was obviously stunned for a moment. Her power armor was blessed by the gods.

"Use bolters and chainswords to physically enforce the Emperor's will."

Isayama Norimei didn't have the slightest thought of pity. He used such force that the fallen nun's Slaanesh power armor was suddenly filled with cracks, revealing her slender waist.

Isayama Nomei's face was also a little strange. He looked at the nun's shameful and angry expression and immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Especially the Battle Sisters, they are the former names of the "Emperor's Daughters" (the Bride) and have unparalleled faith in the Emperor. Their greatest source of strength lies in their firm belief!

Isayama Nomei held the chain sword horizontally in front of him in a thrusting shape, and resolutely launched a charge against the metal storm in front of him without fear.

Both the Inquisition and the War Order of Sisters are the most loyal servants of the Emperor, and it is outrageous that some of their own members would defect to Chaos.

Similar to optical simulation, Isayama Norimei increased the output of the psychic energy at hand, giving the chain sword a particularly large penetrating ability.

The first thing to explode was the flamethrower. This thing is an absolute artifact in a one-to-many battle situation, such as the green-skin battlefield. It can turn living things into ashes.

"Here we come! Sisters!"

This nun was carrying a fuel tank on her back. It was very dangerous to explode at close range. So when Isayama Nomei fired, he pulled out the knife and lifted his feet hard from his waist. The blue psychic power hit Isayama Nomei. The legs gathered together to deliver a fierce side kick.

Isayama Norimei showed his superb strength as a judge of the Heretic Tribunal. He rolled Gollum to his feet and crushed his head into pieces. The chain sword in his hand was steaming because it was stained with blood.

Now this headless corpse was bleeding profusely from its broken neck, and then the body fell to the ground together with the head that had just landed in the air.

The movements of Isayama Nomei, who was wearing a psychic shield, were so fast that they shredded the airflow in front of them. The battle sisters could only feel the shrill sound of wind in their ears, like the roar of a devil. The next moment, all their vision was covered with white. shrouded in sharp blades.

The fire attack of the Fallen Battle Sisters team continued, as if they were waiting for Isayama Kenmei's psychic energy to be exhausted.

Even the thin atmosphere could not hinder Isayama Norimei's flexible figure. The feet used to exert explosive force caused the ground he had previously stepped on to dent by more than a few centimeters.

But soon he will let them know what true lastingness means.

"Fire! Fire! The great gods will behold our prowess."

How much psychic capacity does this guy have? The battle sisters became more and more frightened.

"Swish, swish, swish"

Isayama Nomei's face was covered with the blood of the fallen nun, and he wiped it away with his thumb.

The two fallen nuns who Isayama Kenmei had not had time to kill could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when they saw that their companions' heads were missing, their bones were gone, and they were blown into pieces.

"Why is it that we are the ones who have been blessed, but this judge seems to have been blessed by some more powerful evil god?"