Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

In the main hall of [Zhongsheng Temple], [Zhongsheng Hall], there is an old monk sitting cross-legged in front of a magnificent Buddha statue. The old man with droopy eyes and ears is wearing gray monk robes. If he hadn't been knocking the wooden fish in his hand, it would have felt like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

There is no trace of kindness in this old man. Under the withered skin of an old tree, things seem to be constantly twisting and densely packed like earthworms, which makes one's scalp numb.

The smoke emitted by the three burning incense sticks stored in the incense burner in front of me is also different from the normal blue color but has a faint blood red color, and the air is filled with a faint smell of corpse.

And look carefully at the being sitting on the lotus throne, the huge golden body, holding the "Demon Sealing" seal in his left and right hands, the kindness between his eyebrows and eyes is no longer, replaced by a touch of strong hatred, and there seems to be something in his eyes. The blood and tears that are about to shed are not Buddha, but an extremely evil demon that seems to want to swallow everything.

Suddenly the ground shook violently, the remaining ashes of the burning incense fell into the incense burner, and the sound of wooden fish stopped.

The old man spoke slowly and said

"Fuyi, go and find out what happened under the mountain."

"Yes, Master Yuanzheng."

"Why not?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at the young monk who appeared at the door of the temple wearing a blue monk's robe and smiling with squinted eyes.

"Uncle Yuan Zheng...there's something I don't understand."

The monk who was called Fu Yi suppressed the smile on his face.

"Abbott, has he really passed away?"

What makes Isayama Nomei strange is that this guy is different from every resentful soul he has seen in this world. He has a perfect body of flesh and blood, which gives him the illusion that there is a person standing in front of him.

It's okay now, Isayama Norimei will be caught by the network administrator for cheating.

In the almost close-range explosion, Isayama Norimei took out a knife and wiped his neck cleanly.

Isayama Nomei thought at that time that he would probably die, and there was nothing else he could do, so he decided to do this business. After all, the profits here are huge enough for Isayama Norimei to "take risks" and even ignore the risks.

Therefore, the impression of this village on Isayama Nomei suddenly changed. It was not a magical cave, it was clearly focused on self-help.

Isayama Norimei glanced at it. The information pop-up window kept jumping and the points were increasing. His heart was pounding. It was really worth it to modify these gas tanks these days. It was so worth it that my hands were useless.

Isayama Nomei looked at the dirty Sunny doll in his hand, took out a wooden box and sealed it with a psychic chain.

"yes"

"This is not what you should ask, go down."

He knew very well that he was no match for these resentful souls in large numbers, let alone those beings from [Zhongsheng Temple].

The old man actually trembled as he thought of some terrifying existence.

As a result, this ambition has been greatly enhanced.

What, as for the resentful spirit that rushed to him and shouted at him?

"people?"

Isayama Nomei suddenly realized his blind spot

Although it was a little different from the monk's robes he had seen in his memory, he could tell from the black cloth and cassock that he was a Zen monk.

He felt a bit like a bomb maniac who had been cornered and surrounded by people from the Metropolitan Police Department.

When he saw the scene of the flames soaring into the sky, the resentful souls being blown up, and the increasing number of points, Isayama Nomei had only one word in his heart.

"Cool"

Isayama Nomei looked at the bright red characters and chuckled, then threw the burning gas tank in his hand towards the monk.

This definitely requires killing one or more mini-BOSSs to get so many points.

He shook his head and slowly tapped the wooden fish in front of him.

"No one in this world can judge me!"

Explode as many points as you want!

"Senior brother is confused."

When the [Hall of All Living Beings] regained its tranquility, Yuan Zheng closed his eyes again.

Even though he is having a lot of fun playing the "Bomb Cat" game, he is actually worried that playing so out of the box will attract the attention of the Temple of All Living Beings, which is his most taboo.

He suddenly found that the road in front of him was blocked by a guy with a woven straw hat on his head, and his face could not be seen.

When Kenmei Isayama threw it, he also had to dub the explosion, feeling the flames exploding in the dark night and the constantly shaking ground.

This is Isayama Nomei's head against the resentful soul, the sound of a wine bottle being smashed down and the glass breaking.

This was much more exciting than the cracker throwing and firecrackers he played when he was a child. It was so comfortable that every hair on his body was stretching. He should have been within a safe range and just used the arm made of psychic energy to throw it directly into the village.

The instantaneous explosion of 800-degree heat scorched the bodies of the resentful souls, and the fuel continued to burn them until they were burned to death again.

Wait, is this a monk's robe? !

"Bang"

Soon Isayama Nomei's vision went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already back in the familiar living room.

But now Isayama Nomei can't care about that, he has exceeded the task, and the points for killing more now belong to him.

But Isayama Nomei had no idea that the door of Zhongsheng Temple was wide open at the moment, and a monk with the character "Fu" was coming down the mountain and was about to come to him to send him warmth.

Now these burning men running wildly through the woods are his masterpiece. That is to say, because of the continuous heavy rain, otherwise the "Motolov Cocktail" and "Gas Can" used by Isayama Norimei would sooner or later cause wildfires.

Isayama Norimei discovered those weird flesh and blood explosions, which looked like a bluff. After blowing up a gas tank, he got so many points that it was like giving it to him for nothing. It contains a lot of magic power, and I don't know where it was extracted from.

So now he is completely crazy. Isayama Nomei is walking on the edge of the village, holding a burning gas can in his hand, and throwing it directly into the village.

[Warning, you have come into contact with the high-risk units of Zhongsheng Temple, Jie Monk, Order (evil)]

Isayama Nomei is busy right now

If you hadn't seen the first round of artillery salvoes get [points + 31,000 points] before, you might still be a little sane.

It can't be human! This ghostly place, [Zhongsheng Temple], which eliminates evil, has been explored with a drone. It is equivalent to an isolated island, surrounded by endless fog. The drone almost lost contact. There is no way there is anyone except him. outside human existence.

"Hahaha, I'll blow you up to death!"

Serve directly with "Molotov cocktail"

[Exploration of this world +2%]

"Boom!"

"Oh, All Living Beings Temple."

"Nine hundred years, why bother fighting for this day and night."

"Go to Yima De! Damn the bald donkey."

Just when Isayama Norimei, who was laughing wildly, was preparing to go to the next place on the sketch with a "Molotov cocktail" in one hand and a gas tank in the other.

The free and wild heart suddenly became tense, and the smile on his face froze. Instead, a sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.

"I will definitely kill you next time."

[Warhammer Simulator] is open for you!

Isayama Norimei focused on the balance of [Warhammer Simulator], which had reached 123,560 points.

[Do you want to enable D-level simulation? 】

Isayama Nomei looked at the big carousel in front of him and clicked "Yes" without hesitation!