Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

The orbit of the rescue cabin that was ejected at high speed was constantly being worn away, emitting hot sparks.

Two burly men fought with each other in this spark-filled environment.

However, it is said that they are fighting each other, but in fact it is just a unilateral beating of the other party.

"Look straight at me, bastard."

Robert Guilliman, who had blue veins popping out on his forehead, closed his fingers and punched Kor Phaeron in the abdomen.

The air was compressed and made a shrill sound. After a high-pitched and crisp explosion, Cole Fallon's specially made Terminator power armor was instantly shattered. If Robert Guilliman's sword hadn't been inserted into the bald man's If he was pressed on his shoulders, he would probably fly backwards due to the terrifying power of the Primarch.

"The upright Sir Robert can actually do tricks. I really misjudged you."

Kor Phaeron, who was beaten very badly, was still speaking unforgivingly, mocking Robert Guilliman in his words.

It's really a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

But Cole Fallon was quite angry in his heart. If he hadn't been careless, how could he have been tricked by the other party.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again by an angry attack from Robert Guilliman.

The furious Grandpa Blue was like a mad bull, his eyes were red. He really held down Cole Phalen and beat him around the head. He grabbed the enemy's neck and hit him hard in the face with his knee.

Cole Phaeron subconsciously wanted to resist with both hands, but his collarbone was compressed by a huge force, and he lost strength in an instant. He could only suffer the attack from Robert Guilliman.

He spit out a large pool of blood, several teeth were knocked out in his mouth, his head was hit hard and he suffered a concussion, and his vision became blurred.

He wanted to mobilize his spiritual power for defense, but he couldn't do it at all. He could only eat all the attacks of the angry original body in front of him.

That is to say, Cole Fallon is able to do this because of his excellent physical fitness, and he is qualified to become Robert Guilliman's punching bag.

Otherwise, if you encounter an ordinary space warrior, you will have been killed with the first punch.

Cole Phaeron also did not expect that the blessing given to him by the Chaos God was actually used to withstand more beatings.

But even in this case, the rescue capsule can still rise. It can only be said that the design of this rescue capsule is really durable.

Although Robert Guilliman is considered weak among the Primarchs, it is true that he can kill ordinary Space Marines with one punch.

After all, the Primarch is the most powerful force in the Empire.

The aftermath of each punch was like two battleships colliding with each other. The movement didn't look like two people fighting at all, but rather like huge Titans fighting each other.

Robert Guilliman felt that he was in better shape than ever before. Although the black stuff was like shit and his soul was trembling after eating it, there was no doubt that it was very useful.

Robert Guilliman felt refreshed. The effect was simply too good. The blood in his body was flowing at high speed. It was just a steam pump and now it was suddenly upgraded to a hydraulic pump. The second heart was destroyed, and there were various strengthened organs and internal organs. He has fully recovered and has never felt such a powerful force in his body.

He even had the feeling that he could compete with the mighty ones among the Primarchs.

That must be the kind of pain and loss that even the original gene can't bear, so you know how effective it is.

The Titan is as powerful as hell, and although the drink Isayama Norimei gave him was said to be engine oil, it was indeed a very rare secret medicine.

However, the stamina is a bit strong. An ordinary Space Marine would definitely be dead if he took one sip, and would be completely exploded by the violent force.

Robert Guilliman didn't know whether it was the anger in his heart or the violent power that was constantly gushing out. He felt that he had become much more irritable than before.

He even lost his usual ability to think calmly.

"Screw your senses."

Robert Guilliman flicked a beautiful sword flower with his backhand, and then struck Kor Phaeron with a heavy blow, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out.

It splashed onto Robert Guilliman's chest, making him look like a demon from the warp rather than a proud warrior of the Emperor.

What is the wrath of the Primarch?

Robert Guilliman had long been filled with anger due to his psychic suppression. The [Ultramarines] had suffered heavy losses, the five hundred worlds were experiencing the devastation of war, and the absolutely loyal [Dreadnought Mecha] was killed by Cole- Fallon killed so cruelly, everything was closely related to the man in front of him.

Robert Guilliman has never hated a traitor so much before, and his teeth itch with hatred when he thinks of these two words.

"Damn traitors."

The killing intent in his heart was even more uncontrollable, so he grabbed Cole Phalon's head and banged it against the wall.

If he wasn't worried about destroying the elevator, Robert Guilliman would have wanted to embed this big bald head in the wall.

"Bang"

Cole Phaeron is an old man who has good physical fitness, so he can have fun while working hard, but he will remain silent even after being knocked down by Robert Guilliman's punches and kicks.

"呲"

Robert Guilliman estimated that the distance to the Emperor's church was almost there, and he directly used his sword to forcibly correct the position of the escape capsule that was rising at an extremely fast speed.

The tattered life capsule carrying the two of them rushed towards the outer area, where was the Emperor's cathedral.

"Sure enough, I secretly added some small ingredients, and the effect of this potion will come up after just scratching it."

Isayama Nomei smiled and shook his head.

Robert Guilliman's outburst was expected by him. After all, that thing was for Titans, not for humans.

That bottle of secret medicine not only contains the engine oil that Titans love to eat, but also contains stimulants that can be used by Space Marines.

So Robert Guilliman really got something good this time.

Isayama Nomei originally wanted Robert Guilliman to send Cole Phaeron to the Emperor's Cathedral, and then directly use the macro cannon to destroy the entire Emperor's Cathedral.

There was no other way at the time, so I came up with it in desperation. At the same time, it also stabilized Grandpa Lan, who was not in a good state of mind.

Although it was a bit sacrilegious to bombard the Emperor's church, Isayama Norimei didn't tell Robert Guilliman explicitly because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept it.

The main gun of the "Pseudo-Emperor" Isayama Nomei has checked the parameters. It is an artillery piece with the highest level of power in the empire. It can create a scene of killing psykers with the group's heavy artillery.

It may be impossible to kill the strongest and highest-level psykers, but for some of the next-level psykers, it is completely enough, and it even feels like a cannon hitting a bird.

But now it seems that there is no need to use the original method to kill that guy.

Now Kor Phaeron is under the influence of the psychic inhibitor and cannot use the inspirational power he is proud of. At best, he is only a relatively strong space warrior.

Let Isayama Nomei kill them all in person, it just requires a little more effort. After all, this body is not entirely born for fighting. The reason there are so many robotic arms is so that they can do more than a dozen things at the same time during research.

A psyker's psychic depletion is like a fish deprived of the ocean, only to dry up and die.

This is also the sad part of psykers. Once their psionic energy is exhausted, no matter how powerful a psyker is, without psychic power, they are nothing more than fish and meat at the mercy of others.

In fact, Isayama Norimei was a little worried about whether he could still get the treasure chest if he used the main gun of the "Pseudo-Emperor" battleship to kill Cole Phalon. After all, this was considered a trick and he had to kill him personally.

There is no need to worry now, because Isayama Norimei decided to go to the [Macragge's Glory] personally.

Not only to kill Kor Phaeron with his own hands, but also to see the future regent of the empire.

Now Robert Guilliman should have woken up from the pain of his brother's betrayal in the first place. If this guy hadn't been reminded by Nori Isayama, the Ultramarines might have been wiped out.

At that time, there were not so many cyclone torpedoes for the [Word Bearers] to use, so this time it was Isayama Norimei who made the [Word Bearers] enemies and enriched their weapons and equipment.

As for being safe at the beginning, that was to survive until the later stages, so that the simulation would not end without getting anything.

Isayama Nomei has paid so much, and it’s time to reap the rewards.

Kor Phaeron's psychic level is beyond his reach, and he is one of the most disgusting troublemakers in the entire Warhammer universe. He also played an indelible role in the fall of Warmaster Horus.

It must be a high-level boss. What level of treasure chest can this guy explode?

Isayama Nomei is already looking forward to it.

As for Cole Fallon's deathbed counterattack, Isayama Norimei felt that this risk was bearable.

After all, the opponent's health was already low, so Isayama Norimei wouldn't even dare to look at him.

Isayama Nomei prepared all the equipment he wanted to use, then walked into the portal with a suitcase.

As for who would operate the battleship after he left, Isayama Norimei modified some servitors and entered some specific programs so that they could still maintain control of the "pseudo-like" after he entered the "Macragge's Glory". "Emperor" control.

Isayama Norimei is also very curious about this battleship. It should be said that no boy can resist the temptation of this kind of space battleship.

On the [Macragge's Glory], inside the Emperor's Church at the top.

"Damn traitor, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of the Emperor!"

Robert Guilliman cursed and dragged Kor Phaeron by his hair all the way to the Emperor's sculpture like a father beating his son.

Since there is no psychic suppression and it is just a physical collision, Robert Guilliman will definitely defeat Cole Phalon after taking the engine oil.

Now, he can punish Cole Phalon to death without relying on that mysterious man.

Kor Phaeron raised his head and saw the solemn Emperor looking down at him, feeling inexplicably guilty and scared.

Far from being as calm as Isayama Nomei used to blow up the emperor's sculpture with psychic energy when he was mobilizing before the war.

Cole Phaeron's face became very ferocious, and he struggled wildly. I have to say that this guy's vitality is really tenacious enough.

Robert Guilliman was a little tired from the fight, and Cole Phaeron was still shouting.

"Damn it, if you have the guts, wait for me to recover and fight again."

"What's the point of taking advantage of others' danger?"

Robert Guilliman sneered, making him laugh in anger.

"When you [Word Bearers] sneak attacked our [Ultramarines], you didn't hear us. Why did you call us to take advantage of others' danger?"

Damn, you have to be ruthless with double-standard dogs.

Robert Guilliman, with a fierce look in his eyes, picked up the giant sword in his hand, and a sharp blade flashed with blood.

Cole Phalon was tough, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

His body was stained red with blood. The Space Marine's hematopoietic organs began to actively repair. At first, the amount of bleeding seemed to be alarming, but later it became much better.

Kor Phaeron just stared at Robert Guilliman with his bloodshot eyes. If looks could kill, Grandpa Blue would have been cut into pieces by him.

Robert Guilliman chopped off the bald man's legs in order to make Kor Phaeron repent in front of the Emperor's sculpture.

"How many brothers rebelled in total?"

Roboute Guilliman aimed his sword at Kor Phaeron's eyes, looking at him condescendingly.

When he asked this question, his tone was actually trembling, and his heart felt even more painful.

Therefore, he was not aware at all that due to his extreme anger and mental and physical torture, Cole Phaeron's psychic power, even with the effect of inhibitors, was constantly breaking through the barrier.

Robert Guilliman's correct approach is to cut off his head immediately!

Kor Phaeron had said before when he was tempting him to fall that more than half of the Primarchs in the Empire had betrayed him.

Robert Guilliman could not believe that the brothers would betray their own father, but there were already Warmasters Horus and Lorgar Aurelion as precedents.

So he wanted to know which brothers had betrayed the empire and abandoned their beliefs.

Cole Phalon just sneered and did not answer his question.

"explain!"

Roboute Guilliman lowered his sword as if to blind Kor Phaeron.

"I know you are in a hurry now, but don't be anxious yet."

"The most important thing now is not this. Didn't you notice that there are psychic fluctuations in his body?"

Robert Guilliman suddenly heard these words, and he found that his sword was imprisoned by something metal-like.

"it's me."

Isayama Nomei came to this cathedral, and all he saw were ruins.

"I was the one who spoke to you earlier."

He revealed his identity to Robert Guilliman

Isayama Nomei saw from afar that the two men in the distance seemed to be playing some strange game, and they still needed to be under the emperor's gaze.

"Wait a minute, I'll deal with him first."

Isayama Nomei faced Robert Guilliman and pointed at Cole Phalon on the ground.

Cole Phalon, who originally looked cold, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this voice, showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hey, Fallon hasn't been like this in a few hours."

Isayama Nomei showed a calmness that did not belong to the sage of the Cult of Mechanicus, but instead seemed to be mocking the loser to his heart's content.

Meeting Nori Isayama, the captain of the first company of the Word Bearers, he finally understood why he was assigned the mission, as if the Ultramarines could predict it in advance.

Why did the "Pseudo-Emperor" inexplicably attack his own people? Even Robert Guilliman's recovery from serious injuries might have been his handiwork.

Cole Fallon couldn't help but feel cold all over when he thought of this, and he gritted his teeth before speaking.

"Damn traitor."

Isayama Nomei was happy. The traitor said that he was a traitor and was just playing with Infernal Affairs.

Cole Phaeron immediately wanted to use the psychic power he had finally accumulated to execute the traitor in front of him.

"Even now, you are still talking about this?"

But he didn't want Isayama to inject the medicine he had prepared directly into Cole Fallon's heart.

When the medicine entered his blood vessels, Cole Phalon felt the abnormality in his body almost instantly, and even jumped up immediately. Even the psychic power he had just accumulated was completely dissipated.

Cole Phaeron's body became very cold. This chill from his soul seemed to freeze his whole body, and he was in a daze. All kinds of unimaginable pain tortured his brain nerves.

"what did you do to me?"

Kor Phaeron tried to grab the man in front of him by his clothes, but he soon couldn't.

"don’t worry"

But Isayama Nomei just smiled. He stretched out his hand to gently hold the big, round bald head, and then forcefully pulled out his head and the broken spine.

Even the watery soup was so spicy that it made Robert Guilliman look at him with suspicion.

"Dizziness is normal."