Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Shion Asakami was wearing a black gothic dress that perfectly complemented her perfect figure, reaching exactly to her knees.

The delicate white collarbone is even more attractive against the black gothic skirt.

Although the gothic dress is complicated, the material is not heavy, but light gauze.

If you stare at it, you can vaguely see the graceful and seductive body looming, which is very tempting.

The white and flawless jade legs are straight and slender.

Her slender legs were wearing white stockings and a pair of white flat shoes on her feet.

Even though the empire has a vast territory, Asakami Shion's beauty is definitely top-notch.

Flawless facial features are like a gift of fate.

It is difficult even for an artist to portray a work of art with such perfect proportions.

The figure is even more lordotic and backward.

The place where it should be raised is full and round, towering and astonishing.

The concave part has clear lines and is easy to hold.

Guilliman was taken aback when he saw Qian Shangshiyin walking in.

This type of dress is considered a minority in the empire.

There is quite a two-dimensional style, which is quite different from the chilling and serious dressing style of the mainstream empire.

When he saw it, he also had a feeling of lightening up.

But he didn't show any abnormalities, but motioned for the other party to sit on the chair in front of him.

The other party ignored Guilliman's hint.

Instead, he knelt down on one knee and said reverently, "Your Majesty."

"There is no need for so many etiquettes." Guilliman stopped aloud: "The empire doesn't value these things, especially for envoys like you who came from afar."

Asakashi Shion looked into the eyes of the Holy Emperor, and could not see any hypocrisy. Every word said by the other party came from the true thoughts in his heart.

The next second, she felt guilty about her thoughts.

How could she use her shallow thoughts to speculate on the thoughts of the Holy Emperor! !

Such blasphemy should be thrown into the fire and burned to ashes.

His Majesty's will is supreme and cannot be questioned.

"Are you the only envoy representative of universe 03?" Guilliman asked, looking at the woman in front of him.

Shion Asakami nodded.

"Yes, only I, Your Majesty."

Guilliman looked at him.

All the other party's information is in his mind.

Qiangami Shiyin is not only his living saint, but also the leader of the player army.

Unimaginable credit was made when the Empire conquered Universe 03.

"You are outstanding, and you can listen to poetry." Guilliman said: "You have comprehended the way of protecting the empire. You can become a living saint. It is not only my approval, but also the recognition of the entire human race. .”

There was also a smile on Asakami Shion's flawless face.

As a living saint and the leader of the Purifier Legion, Asakashi Shion usually seldom smiles.

She always put on a majestic appearance.

Use this indifference to tell everyone that she is not easy to mess with.

The occasional laugh is for those stupid enemies.

For example, when annihilating player organizations such as the Temple of the Night, the Temple of War, and the Dragon King Organization, she would laugh at those players.

But that voice was cold and unfeeling.

Players or enemies who heard such laughter would end up dying tragically, chopped into countless pieces by the scythe in her hand.

Now the gentle smile is blooming, and it is so beautiful that people are immediately infected and happy.

"Do you have any needs or suggestions to make?" Guilliman looked at Shiyin Asakami and asked.

Qianshang Shiyin bit her lips, and after a while, she asked solemnly: "I'm afraid it would be a bit abrupt, Your Majesty. We have an unfeeling request, which is too presumptuous."

Guilliman smiled, "There is nothing presumptuous, you are part of the empire, and I am the emperor of the empire, I should solve your troubles."

"We want to breed the sacred blood." Shion Asakami raised her head, and the image of Guilliman was reflected in those beautiful eyes.

Tall and strong, his face has an aristocratic handsomeness, but also reveals the hardness and scars of a soldier.

The Holy Emperor is a living god.

The surging power is restrained by the body of a mortal.

No one will deny this.

Guilliman frowned slightly.

This was the first time he had heard such a request.

Holy blood?

What the hell is that? ?

"I don't understand?" Guilliman looked at the other party and said with a slight frown.

Guilliman was able to read the inner thoughts of the subjects of the Empire.

But Guilliman rarely used such tactics.

He felt that was immoral and sick.

Assuming the supreme position of the Holy Emperor does not mean that one can unscrupulously spy on other people's thoughts and invade their privacy.

Of course, he is not a pedantic person.

At some critical moments, he will use those methods, and even tamper with the other party's cognition to ensure that his plan can be implemented correctly.

Normally, he would not use this method.

At most, read the superficial thoughts so that you can better understand the other party's report.

Qian Shang Shiyin abandoned all moral and legal constraints, and those beautiful and moving eyes revealed incomparably fiery.

For this day, she has been working hard and persevering.

Only by completely dedicating her soul and body to the Holy Emperor, can she obtain the salvation she has always longed for.

"Please forgive my greed and presumptuousness, Your Majesty, I only have one request here. That is to dedicate myself completely to Your Majesty, and to conceive a holy heir with His Majesty's blood." Qianshang Shiyin said something, and almost didn't let it go. Guilliman yelled shit.

I regard you as a loyal subordinate! !

You want to sleep with me?

Still want to give birth to me! !

Shion Asakami stood up.

Her gothic dress is designed so that it can be completely removed by pulling a certain knot.

Following her movements, a flawless, finely crafted work of art appeared in the study like pure white jade.

Let the dull air in the study add a touch of charm.

Guilliman has been revered since his arrival in this world.

Even if someone loves him and wants to sacrifice himself, he will never have the guts to do such a blasphemous thing.

And now his living saint did just that! !

Depend on! !

Guilliman roared inwardly,

Sin! ! ! !

Fog.

Jie! Jie! Jie! Jie! Jie! Jie! Jie!

Eerie laughter echoed in the streets late at night.

At this time, there is no one here.

Only hundreds of dead bodies lay on the street.

A bloody and brutal blood sacrifice ceremony has just been completed.

Sherlock traced all the way from the garden corpse case, but in the end it was a step too late.

He quickly investigated the relationship between Mormonism and the dismemberment case.

A story of vengeance and sainthood.

There is a city established by the Mormons on the continent on the other side of the ocean.

On the great day when an elder married his bride, the city was burned and hundreds of thousands were slaughtered.

Travelers who passed by recorded it like this.

There were torn corpses everywhere in that city, and the blood was flowing in the sewers, giving off a pungent smell after congealing.

Severed limbs clogged the city's sewer system.

The statues in the temple were all destroyed, and various unknown liquids were still smeared.

Get a little closer and you can smell the stench of the dead body.

There is no one alive in the city.

Neither children nor women survived.

Even the animals were all dead.

At night, except for the screams of the dead in the wind, even the insects ceased to exist.

And in the palace in the center of the city, a perfectly intact female corpse in a wedding dress was placed among flowers.

No one knows what happened to this Mormon-founded city?

Why did it encounter such terrible nightmares?

After the garden dismemberment case, there were several dismemberment cases in succession.

The murderer planned to kill at the appointed time and at the appointed place.

Sherlock guessed the identity of the deceased from various things left by the deceased, and then asked the Wizarding Association to send a letter to inquire about it.

Knowing that all the members of the Mormon organization have been killed, it is guessed that the murderer has enmity with the Mormons, and it is very likely that a conflict will break out in the fog.

The reason why the opponent's corpse was dismembered was probably for some special ceremony.

In order to avoid accidents, he notified the members of several associations.

I want the other party to arrest the murderer before causing damage.

However, it was still a step too late.

The murderer has captured the remaining Mormons, planning to perform the final sacrifice.

Members of the Wizarding Association, the Holy Cross Sect, and others were not opponents at all. They were all wiped out, and their corpses were strewn all over the place.

Several members of the Mormon Church who fled to Wudu were pierced by sharp crosses, and the dark red blood dripped down, and the pain they suffered before death still remained on their faces.

"You look like a person, Sherlock." A man with horns on his head stomped Sherlock under his feet, and said in a crazy and vicious voice: "That bastard once said that he would never let me be free , Unfortunately he was wrong. Cherubel will never be enslaved and restrained again, Cherubel is truly free."