Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

【Holy Emperor. 】

【Please save me is like suffering. 】

The choir composed of novice battle nuns, led by Grand Sister Brinor Harwell, knelt in front of the emperor's statue, clasped their hands in a prayer gesture and sang the hymn of the Sisters.

[From plague, deception, temptation, and war, great Emperor, save us. 】

The pure and clear singing of the girls not only praised the great and loving father Emperor, but also expressed the sorrow and sacrifice of the soldiers who died heroically.

[Please grant the war dead eternal rest and let them serve you forever. 】

Moreover, the golden dome above the accompanying singing was dyed with a special layer of glazed color and brilliance, making it look extremely holy.

Fleur clasped her hands together and looked at the nuns above with envious eyes. She was also humming and singing along with the melody.

Isayama Nomei leaned on the wall to feel the rich religious atmosphere, quietly listening to the hymns of the Sisters of Battle, and did not make any extraordinary movements.

But Isayama Nomei could see with his own eyes that the half-remaining corpse in front of him looked much better after its wings melted away.

Damn it, Mudd.

When the chorus on the venue reached its peak, the entire hall was filled with flying golden particles, floating in the air and filling the air with a sacred atmosphere.

"Now, under the watchful eye of the saint, let us pray for these noble souls."

A sharp blade penetrated the monster's skull and penetrated the ground as it roared, nailing the thing to the ground and unable to move.

Isayama Nomei didn't know how his dead face looked so good, but he had such a feeling inexplicably.

And the pure white power armor that symbolizes the position of a nun adds to her supreme majesty and oppression.

[You receive the buff effect of "Courage" (halo), and the psychic recovery speed is increased by 20% for fifteen minutes. 】

And not only the dead, but also the few nuns or monks of the state religion present could get a feather.

"Hey, Fleur."

Because Isayama Nomei's methods and style don't seem like he would just sit here leisurely, watching a few nuns pray.

Fleur promised that this was the closest she had ever been to the saint's blessing, but...

She could only watch helplessly as her opportunity was taken away by the demonic man next to her, and she could only be angry but dare not speak.

"These warriors are great, and only their noble souls are worthy of returning to the throne of our great God and serving Him forever."

However, it seems that she is not very afraid of this massacrer who has no reputation for killing, but is actually very surprised that he is here.

Without the emperor as a spiritual sustenance, 99% of the civilians would fall. Who would make this world so desperate?

The white shadow spread its wings, and the holy wings, which were more than ten meters long, almost covered the entire field of vision in front of Isayama Ken.

Seeing that they didn't resist, Isayama Nomei seemed to be looking forward to it, which meant that this was not the first time. This feather was also good for living people.

After receiving two buffs in a row, Isayama Norimei really didn't expect that this feather didn't look very good on the outside, but it was quite powerful.

"Sure enough, we can doubt the character of the high-ranking officials of the Empire's State Church, but we cannot doubt their taste."

Even though Isayama Nomei is here now, people are being executed continuously in the square outside and in invisible dark corners. Compared to the Eldar and aliens, Isayama Nomei seems to have brought death and destruction here. people.

The Lord Inquisitor's words made Fleur tremble and open her eyes.

"Pfft..."

The feather feels as gentle as jade in your hand, very warm and comfortable, and it melts into your body as soon as you touch it.

Isayama Nomei thought it was a coffin slowly emerging from the ground, but he didn't expect it to be a projection.

What is very ironic is that precisely because the people of the Empire pray to the Emperor all the time, He is actually dragged down by this and can no longer stand up from the Golden Throne.

Norimei Isayama would not be clever enough to make a declaration, there is no need. Let these painful people have a place to vent. Anyway, the empire has been rotten for tens of thousands of years.

Fleur's eyes became empty when she thought of this, and she collapsed on the ground like a duck.

These white feathers swaying and emitting golden light are not just floating randomly. Most of them basically correspond to those warriors who died.

As soon as the feather fell on the body, it disappeared like bubbles.

Sister Brinor Harwell closed her eyes and made a prayer gesture, and as soon as she finished speaking, a white shadow made of pure unknown power slowly appeared on the coffin.

[You receive the buffing effect of "Resurrection" (halo), and your physical recovery speed increases by 20% for fifteen minutes. 】

This frightened the little nun so much that she turned pale. She was just a trainee nun who had not been in the job for a long time. How could she see such a scene? She could only sit there stupidly, so scared that she even closed her eyes.

Sister Brynore Harwell put her hand on her chest and looked around at everyone present with sad eyes.

That's it, no one is confused after reading this.

Brino just looked at Nori Isayama for a while and then looked away.

Including Isayama Nomei.

With such pure power, it is difficult for people to imagine how magnificent this living saint, who has been sleeping for a long time, must have been during his lifetime.

These corpses that had been blessed by the saints came to life in another way at this moment. They were so terrifying that they did not look peaceful at all.

"They paid the price with their lives and completed the great mission on our behalf."

Isayama Nomei's eyes widened because he saw a large sacred golden coffin about five meters long and three meters wide gradually appearing in the frenzy of golden particles.

"how could be?"

"Huh? Is it an illusion?"

Isayama Kenmei glanced at this useless little nun. He would never come here for hundreds or thousands of years. Fleur's life was still long, so what would happen to him once.

A living saint can't be more evil than the dirty things in Biya space.

In addition to them, there were many priests and nuns from the Imperial State Church present. Some of them could not help but cry softly under the tragic singing.

"hehe."

If he holds a chainsword in his hand, Isayama Norimei looks like a saint who led people to resist during the war. There is even a vague illusion that he sees a living "Joan of Arc" standing in front of him. Same as before.

Just when it was about to fall on the little nun's head, Isayama Nomei simply said "Bring it to you" and caught it in his hand.

"Aliens, killing our compatriots."

If he came to the temple world to execute a sinner, he might not be able to put him in this hall.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that the sky in front of her had suddenly changed, from a sacred temple to a demonic realm where demons danced wildly.

This made him a little unhappy

"Faith in the Emperor is the only pure land in the hearts of people in this troubled world."

This is the final part of the ceremony, the blessing.

Moreover, this projection actually looks exactly like the real thing. It doesn't look like a fake. Lying in it is a woman with a calm expression, wearing power armor that is so old that even the version number cannot be distinguished. The power contained in it makes Isayama Norimei They were all amazed.

"Is that also the effect of the saint's blessing?"

And as its wings opened, some of its feathers also fell off.

But these feathers seemed to avoid Isayama Nomei's position intentionally or unintentionally, especially when he finally saw a feather with "good vision" about to reach him.

It is a gift that only a few people can receive. It is true that only those who are lucky can receive blessings from the saints, and everyone is different.

Sister Brinor Harwell, who was kneeling under the statue of the Emperor, stood up slowly. Under the golden light, she seemed to be glowing. Her golden pupils were full of gentleness, and her beautiful face was full of affinity.

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Fleur could clearly see that his pupils were dark green mixed with yellow. After roaring, he rushed towards her with a very fast and twitching crawling movement, apparently wanting to bite her slender neck. Break.

I don't know what happened, but Feather suddenly trembled and changed its trajectory. It looked like it was going to transfer to Fleur next to Isayama Nomei.

Not to mention the corruption within the Empire's state religion, but it did do a good thing.

You don’t even need to say a word, you can completely fall into the holy “charm” that makes people feel good with just one look.

Fleur, who was secretly sad, lowered her head. She just glanced at it casually and suddenly noticed that the corpse in front of her seemed to have a slight eyelid twitch.

But soon Fleur discovered that this was not an illusion, because the originally peaceful corpse in front of her suddenly opened its eyes and met hers.

The coffin, which was made of the rarest and most luxurious sacred wood in the empire, had several golden threads outlining its outline, and beautiful and sacred ribbons filled with prayers were wrapped around the lid of the coffin.

The little girl next to me was also looking forward to this. She closed her eyes and prayed, and occasionally glanced at the feathers above her.

After this stage, the blessing of these corpses is complete and can be sent to the cemetery for burial.

The living corpses were attacking the living people crazily, and the sounds of flesh and blood being torn apart and screams were intertwined into a mess.

And what made her feel most incredible was that the power armor of Sister Brino Harwell had been penetrated by a dark green barbed vine, and her whole body was lifted in the air.

Fleur soon discovered that it was not a vine, but a terrifying tongue with strange spikes on it for some reason.