Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

With the final sound of a sharp blade piercing the chest, this almost one-sided massacre was finally about to come to an end.

It's not that the Battle Sisters are too weak, this group of crazy women who are proficient in combat skills can efficiently complete the tasks assigned by the empire.

But compared to the inquisitors who have mastered psychic powers who have been systematically trained by the empire since childhood, even a complete team of battle nuns is really not enough.

The fallen nun spit out a large amount of blood foam from her mouth, and the crimson blood contaminated by the evil god gradually went down her fair neck. The extreme double interlacing of white and red looked extremely shocking.

"This is the last one."

Behind him, Isayama Nomei slowly drew out the chain sword whose blade was dyed red. The fallen nun immediately lost her support and fell to her knees with a thud.

The silk covering her eyes also slipped away at this time, revealing a pair of hazy eyes. These eyes were once chopped off by the Chaos Demon. It was thanks to the power of Slaanesh that she was able to see the world again.

But seeing the sisters dying one after another and dying miserably, they fell into a pool of blood.

As she lay dying, she murmured slightly

"Did we make the wrong choice?"

"What the hell are you afraid of?"

As Isayama Nomei silently recited the mantra in his heart, different changes took place on the field.

Isayama Nomei swung it towards the ground, and all the blood on the blade went into the slash mark. The blade, including the chain saw, became spotless again before being put back into the scabbard.

Under the pressure of witchcraft, Tosak-Rome had no choice but to grow his mouth. He could not even scream. His eyes, nose, and ears were all bleeding profusely, and the continuous flow looked extremely terrifying.

Even Isayama Norimei, who was the caster himself, felt frightened when he saw it. It was clear that Isayama Nomei's previous treatment of the bastard who had become a servo skull had never been so heretical.

This door is not the product of Slaanesh. It was a replica of the main entrance of the Temple of Slaanesh designed by Slaanesh's fanatic followers based on legend.

Isayama Nomei put his hand on this heavy door, and violent blood-colored energy instantly burst out from his palm.

His surroundings were originally the memory palace of Tosak Rome, but now they were completely overwhelmed by this huge evil force.

He couldn't help but want to ask the person behind him

The essence of witchcraft and psionic spells are the same, but the use of witchcraft suddenly feels like evil power this time, especially when Isayama Norimei uses this high-level psyker to perform it.

"ah?"

[Warning: Within this area, the subspace concentration suddenly increased significantly. 】

But I also don’t want to think about the first-level fireball technique. Will it be the same in the hands of a mage apprentice and a great magician? The former is a small fireball and the latter is a nuclear bomb.

Isayama Kenmei ignored these warnings from the system, because countless overlapping laughters of various girls rang out inexplicably in his ears. There is a corrupting power in that sweet laughter that makes one's soul sink and become confused.

[Warning: Have you entered? ? ? God’s Domain (Ultra-Ultra High Risk Area)】

Isayama Kenmei directly invaded Tosak-Rome's spiritual world. It was surrounded by darkness, except for a door that shone with flesh-pink and purple-red light.

The door below was locked tightly. Isayama Nomei jumped on it twice but there was no movement.

Isayama Kenmei's half-assed psychic level cannot exert the full effect of Ahriman's spell, and Markanos Elfman's psychic level is only so-so.

These terrifying tips of different thicknesses slowly invaded from Tosak-Rome's eyes, nose, mouth, ears, wherever they could reach the brain. These ghost things can be as thick as a corn or as thin as a finger.

But at this moment, something unknown happened. If the pink and dark purple light seen earlier was the light of fireflies, then now it was a light as majestic as the sun.

Isayama Norimei was originally attacked by the Battle Sisters team, and now when he saw this door, it was not for him to check the memory of Tosak Rome.

All ordinary people in this desperate world can do is pray to the Emperor. But if you give up even this belief in your heart, you will undoubtedly be one step closer to the abyss of death.

"Then let me know, what kind of secret is it that a complete team of Battle Sisters would bury even if it is exposed?"

[Warning: If this continues, there is a 99.9% chance that the host will be contaminated by Chaos! (Note: This process is irreversible!)]

"who knows."

The traitorous Inquisitor of the Heretic Tribunal and the traitorous Battle Sister were both corrupted by the Lord of Joy. If there is no connection between the two, then Isayama Norimei is.

Isayama Ken thought about escaping, but it was too late.

Even the [Warhammer Simulator] started to call the police, frantically reminding Isayama Norimei to contact the psychic supply immediately, and maybe he could be saved.

Terrifying black and red lightning raged in Isayama Norimei's hands, like muscle cells spreading, multiplying, growing, and rapidly converging to form materialized black roots.

Isayama Kenmei's matching witchcraft energy completely destroyed this indestructible and thick iron door with just one blow, and the fragments of the door rumbled and fell like raindrops.

With the bloody corpses of the Battle Sisters surrounding it as the background, it gives the impression that some evil sacrificial ritual is taking place. If the second person present saw it, they would only think that this was not a judge, but a high-level demon from the Chaos Legion.

There seems to be some great terror coming from the void

【warn! warn! warn! 】

He didn't know why these Battle Sisters gave up the honor of "Emperor's Daughters", but with their level of naivety, even if they didn't surrender to Chaos, they would sooner or later be swallowed up by heretics, aliens and other evils.

The gate, which is a hundred meters wide, is engraved with various poems praising indulgence and pleasure, which can lead people to depravity. At the center is a strange symbol that combines male and female characteristics.

In an instant, a blood-red cross beam seemed to rise in the pitch-black night, and the light illuminated the pitch-black night sky so brightly.

Isayama Kenmei squatted down, removed the psychic barrier that had previously enveloped Tosak Romei, and put his hand on his head.

Below is the place where Tosak Rome's memory is located, and Isayama Nomei falls together with the burning boulders around him.

Isayama Norimei has seen the records of the Heretic Tribunal, but that is not something that an inquisitor like him, who has served for less than a hundred years, can have access to.

Isayama Kenmei recognized it as the representative symbol of Slaanesh, the Lord of Pleasure, which was usually used to show the androgynous nature of Slaanesh himself. It is conceivable that the composition of the subspace evil god is complex, with all kinds of blasphemous chaotic attributes.

There is no way to connect these synapses to the brain, so the process is rough.

[Suggestion: Please terminate this simulation immediately! ! ! 】

Big beads of sweat fell from Isayama Nomei's forehead.

"It's broken, this one is going to be cold."