Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

【You are dead】

Isayama Nomei, who was wearing a mask of pain, covered his chest and sat on the sofa with a shocked look on his face. When he felt that his chest was intact, he collapsed on the sofa with relief.

"What, this is."

Closing your eyes, the scene just now appeared in front of you again. Isayama Nomei basically didn't see anything, but he vaguely saw a blur of black shadow approaching him quickly from behind.

The pain of broken bones and torn flesh and blood swept through his brain. Before he could react, Isayama Nomei lowered his head and saw a huge hole opened in his chest.

Then it was a heart-breaking meal, thanks to the unknown "good Samaritan" just now. Isayama Nomei was able to fully see what the beating heart in his chest looked like.

Haha, it's still cummy.

This is really not a good experience. Although he will not really die, all the pain and despair before death are still experienced by Isayama Nomei in detail.

Especially the last scene in Isayama Nomei's memory was a bloody hand going through his chest and tearing out the heart from his body and holding it in his hand.

In this deep and depressing environment, Isayama Nomei waited silently while taking out a plum candy from his pocket and eating it into his mouth.

Whoosh~ The sharp sound of breaking wind came, and the black shadow quickly approached, the speed was frightening.

"?"

However, this time the system's warning about the dangers of the "Temple of All Living Beings" was not as exaggerated as the first time, and the bloody words were dimmed.

At first glance it looks like a "human", but at second glance it's just scary.

When he sensed that the thing was out of balance, Isayama Norimei also let go of his left hand on the shield, and when the "walking corpse" and the shield fell heavily on the water.

It was obvious that the ghost thing just now, which was no different from the "walking corpse" in the movie, was punched out with strange force.

[Points +300 points]

There was still the familiar tinnitus, and when Isayama Nomei opened his eyes again, he came to the place where Isayama died.

"coming!"

His left hand directly and neatly pulled the ring on the object.

In the copy of "Zhongsheng Temple", Isayama Norimei's backpack can still be used normally. The candy he ate before was an experiment to see if the candy placed in the backpack grid can be taken out from the pocket.

"Good weight."

The engine roars continuously

Isayama Normei took a deep breath, used his shoulder to hold up the shield with his left hand, and unleashed all six points of power attributes on his shoulder without reservation.

"rumble!"

How can you become strong if you are afraid of death?

This terrifying murder weapon made a harsh roar, and the engine started instantly.

In the dark forest, it rained heavily, with water up to the ankles, and the lights were dim. Only the ghostly Temple of All Living Beings above had a trace of light.

[You killed the resentful soul-villager]

[Whether to enter the "Temple of All Living Beings" plane]

Flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and black blood splattered everywhere. The chain saw rotating at high speed cuts everything that Ken Isayama wants to cut. The neck of the zombie is naturally vulnerable to sharp tools that can cut the hardest wood.

When he heard the familiar noise coming from behind, through the lights on the mountain and the reflection in the water on the ground, it was different from the first time, Isayama Nomei reacted instantly.

He didn't bother at all about why the resentful souls with such terrifying strength were just ordinary villagers.

"Zheng!"

Isayama Nomei makes an incredible sound

Splashing water

He stepped hard on the shield with one foot, solidifying his entire body and pressing it firmly.

As for the hands?

Isayama Nomei held the object that appeared out of thin air firmly in his right hand until the chain saw was placed flat on the neck of that disgusting ghost thing.

How many?

Not to mention why this thing can still move, the most terrible thing is that Isayama Ken meditates and doesn't understand why he is so strong despite his skinny body and rotten flesh and bones.

Where are the people here? It was clearly a corpse that had been rotting for an unknown amount of time.

"300 points!"

The entire head fell off and fell into the stagnant water. The black blood contaminated the nearby stagnant water. And without its head, the evil ghost became motionless as if dead.

[Exploration degree +0.005%]

Points are Isayama Nomei's top priority right now. Even if he sacrifices sleep time, he must accumulate points.

Although it was a bit reluctant, it was raining very heavily today and the ground was full of water. Isayama Norimei still managed to knock this ghost to the ground.

Wearing clothes only worn by the lowest untouchables in ancient times, he was a man. His lips fell off his rotten face, and his rotten leather wallet stuck to his face with flesh and blood, hanging down like that. One eye was rotten in the socket, while the other was completely missing, leaving only an empty hole.

So thinking of this, he actually already had the answer in his mind.

His brain was frozen, and even when his consciousness returned, Isayama Nomei subconsciously thought that a big hole had been opened in his chest.

Isayama Nomei’s house used to use it to cultivate trees.

Isayama Nomei quickly stood up, then opened his psychic shackles and went to the basement. He walked down the stairs and saw his disheveled sister who didn't know what she was doing. She said hello and hurried towards the utility room.

"Pfft."

"Good night, see you sister."

Isayama Nomei came and went in such a hurry that Isayama Sakura was dumbfounded. .

After re-locking the psychic shackles in the basement, Isayama Nomei lay down on the sofa again with his hands empty.

[This resentful spirit is an ordinary villager in the village at the foot of Zhongsheng Temple. Because he was implicated by the monks of Zhongsheng Temple, a total of 55 people in the village were also massacred with blood. 】

"But I'll catch you this way!"

Gritting his teeth, Isayama Nomei took out a metal shield similar to an explosion shield from somewhere and put it in front of him, but there were already very obvious dents on the iron plate in front of him.

He quickly spun his body in a defensive posture.

It's a huge chainsaw, and it's a high-power chain saw that burns diesel.

Appropriate sugar and salt can relieve tense nerves and provide physical support.

"elder sister."

Should Isayama Nomei go to sleep?

Or should we continue playing the "self-inflicted" game of liver disorder?

After all, I’m already very tired today

There were no corpses on the ground, and there were no bloodstains. Everything was exactly the same as when Isayama Nomei's "One Week" came.

Then there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets inside, Isayama Norimei came out of the utility room, and said again when passing by his sister

"If everything in the script is as it was the first time, then..."

The sharp blade-like object collided with another hard object, making a rather harsh sound, and at the same time, little orange-red sparks erupted in the darkness due to the friction between the two.

Relying on this weak spark, Isayama Nomei finally saw clearly the "murderer" who disemboweled him in the darkness.

Then the question comes

It is now 11.08pm, and there are still fifty-two minutes before today's two entry opportunities will be refreshed.

Of course, choose "Yes"

As long as the person does not die suddenly, the liver will continue.

Isayama Nomei's eyes were already "green" and glowing, that was greed.

There are 55 more like this.

I'm going to turn into a chainsaw killer

one word

kill! kill! kill! ! !

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