Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"Hope, love, hate, these are all other names for desire. Because mortals regard it as the most important, we will lead them to the road to the lost paradise."

The earth trembled with revulsion, the sky turned a bruised indigo, and the air was torn by screams of terror and delirious ecstasy.

But this was just the aftermath of the arrival of such a great existence. Isayama Norimei was so shocked by this terrifying force that he couldn't breathe and also had a splitting headache.

At first, the laughter sounded like it was coming from a girl, but later on, the laughter became even more crazy and terrifying, and his mind was about to be blown up by the sharp laughter that suddenly appeared.

After experiencing countless spins like a washing machine, Isayama Norimei fell into endless darkness and fell into a coma.

When he woke up from the coma again, Isayama Norimei found himself lying on a particularly soft carpet. The extremely gentle touch and tight fit gave people the feeling of "I don't want to die from this." stand up."

This spacious room is ridiculously large, and it is a fusion of unimaginable luxury and classical art atmosphere. It is decorated with various ingenious and unique character sculptures and vintage famous paintings and artworks that are clearly made by famous teachers.

Exquisite carpets with various patterns cover the corridors and rooms, and the air is filled with a delicious aroma, which can relax people's spirits.

But Isayama Norimei still managed to hold on with difficulty. With a severe lack of sense of security, he would not forget the scene where he almost died "young" just now.

So I immediately called [Warhammer Simulator], but what surprised Isayama Norimei was that the alarms that had been overwhelming before were nowhere to be seen, not a single one was left, as if it was just a frightening nightmare.

And it was at this time that Isayama Nomei suddenly felt an extremely strong, terrifying and throbbing feeling of being watched by a being higher than the soul.

"I'm not, you're talking nonsense, I'm not."

"What exactly is going on."

If you only look at her appearance, she is definitely a woman who will be jealous and hated by all the women in the world, because her existence will eclipse their beauty.

Although her elegant manners, the most important thing is her artistic and elegant temperament which is full of nobility, making people crazy and unable to stop.

This woman said in an angry tone

"My body is obviously made according to your preferences, why should I be so guarded?"

Being stared at by those pink pupils, Isayama Nomei's pressure doubled.

However, one thing Isayama Nomei can still confirm is that this place is safe for the time being until there is no other danger.

Oh, if it weren’t for the fact that the situation is stronger than the person

Looking at Isayama Nomei who was so close, the bad woman smiled charmingly and said

"Be my Chaos Champion, and I will agree to your terms no matter what."

"And you should understand that if I want to do something to you, do you think you have room to resist?"

This woman with long purple hair is wearing a black off-shoulder silk dress. A pair of ruby ​​earrings are gently swinging on her ears. Her skin is as white as milk and as flawless as velvet. She wears a pure black skirt. A sharp contrast. The huge ravine in front of me is even deeper than the Milky Way.

The fabric of the woman's skirt is very thin, and the two slender long legs underneath can be faintly seen.

He had no choice but to silently walk to the woman and sit on the empty chair opposite her.

In one word, that is God’s beloved. Any beautiful thing can be reflected in her, and it can even be said that the word "beauty" is the most essential and vivid expression of her body.

With an extremely high rank, Isayama Norimei even saw the subspace twisting into an indescribable ghost thing beside her. Beside the supple black gauze, there were many subspace demons exuding a terrifying aura around it, and even You can also see terrifying ghosts and demons singing and dancing around her.

Such thin clothes can hardly hide her charming figure, and the curves perfectly displayed by the slightly tight clothes make her even more irresistible.

Before Isayama Norimei could breathe a sigh of relief, a second voice that did not belong to him appeared in the room, which suddenly raised his guard and made his heart tremble.

The floor was covered with a carpet made of the fur of an unknown creature, shiny silver tableware, candles and gorgeous flowers were neatly arranged on the dining table.

Said in a magnetic voice

"Sorry, I haven't spoken in human language for a long time."

In his career in the Heretic Tribunal, Makkanos Elfman has never seen such a terrifying existence. It is beyond the common sense of the world.

This voice is full of charm but also filled with a sense of contradiction. It is a bit like the voice of a holy saint of the state religion and a dirty demon of chaos. It is obvious that there is no connection between the two, but they appear at the same time. It is so strange. The voice was so turbid that it sent chills all over Isayama Nomei's body.

Isayama Nomei will definitely deny it three times in a row

This person has a graceful figure and exudes fatal allure just by sitting with her hands and feet raised.

After experiencing something he had never experienced before, Isayama Norimei was confused and had many questions. Where is he now?

Why is it in this extremely luxurious room?

This scene really blended holiness and depravity together, and Isayama Norimei's heart was already in his throat.

She held up her hands, gathered them together, and then released them. The elasticity of this gathering and releasing movement was really similar to that of jelly.

The eyes in a pair of pink pupils are gentle and deep. Against the delicate face, the tender eyes look extremely moist.

"I fell in love with you at first sight. You feel like your own child."

But when she saw Isayama Nomei's guarded look, she suddenly burst out laughing.

"Don't be so formal, little one, come here and sit in front of me."

If you just look at appearance, then this woman is definitely the best. But Isayama Nomei looked like he had seen a ghost, because in his eyes, that was not a glamorous beauty, but a terrifying demon.

Sitting on the chair, this noble woman gave people the illusion of being seductive. She coughed, and her muddy voice immediately became pleasant to the ear.

Isayama Nomei clearly remembers that the last few bloody characters are

【warn! Please stop the simulation immediately. 】

No matter how hard Isayama Norimei refreshed [Warhammer Simulator], he could not see the [Warning] notification just now.

"Huh? Are you finally awake?"

He suddenly raised his head and saw a woman sitting at a simple white round table. Above her was an outrageously large chandelier composed of six giant dendritic crystals, which shone under the light of gems. The light shines on her body, very bright and dazzling.

Her tone was a little sad

"Although you are very weak now, you are so weak that I can only see you with a projection that is weakened tens of thousands of times."

"But I will let my most powerful warriors teach you the martial arts."

"Yes, he is the son of the Emperor of your Human Empire."