A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

A sorcerer? I, a Warhammer psionicist. (Author: Watermelon Mixed with Snow Ice)

Keywords: "Jujutsu Kaisen", "simulator", "Warhammer 40", "crossover anime"

When he learned that his sister, with whom he depended on each other, had a pancreas that neither the sorcery world nor modern medicine could cure.

Through the Warhammer Simulator, I gained power from the warp – psionic energy.

Psychic power is the key to removing the curse from my sister.

I desperately want to increase my psionic level.

But what awaited her was her sister's cold body.

She died, not from a curse, but from a man-made disaster.

Can attend the funeral

Returning to my old home, I found my sister sitting at the dining table as always, waiting for me to return from work.

But before they could even rejoice

A face twisted to a terrifying degree suddenly appeared before me.

It's my sister!

The "monster" with blood and tears streaming down its face gently stroked my face.

He opened his mouth, which was full of sharp teeth.

And so, the deceased sister

He returned as a [Cursed Spirit].

Warhammer Simulator

Currently, the D-level simulation includes: Fleshhound and Green-skinned Master Technician.

Level C Simulation: Inquisition Judge (In Progress)

Advanced simulations such as the Primarch, the Four Little Vendors' Champion Chosen, the Star God, and the Ancient Saint are not yet unlocked.

This book is also known as: I only wanted to feed my sister into a top-tier cursed spirit, but I accidentally "sacrificed" the emperor and fed her into the fifth evil god.

Volume One: Demon Slayer Volume Two: The Great Expedition

If you like my stitching technique, you can read my first book, "I, Yu Ishigami, King of Kengan".

Kaguya-sama: Love Is War + Kengan Ashura, crossover anime, romance.

Chapter 1 Eternal Fury - Endless Blood Hunt

"Galaxy...noise...command center, this is Zira...requesting backup."

Countless distress messages were frantically sent into space, reaching far into the distance.

They desperately hoped that the Imperial fleets, Astartes Chapters, and all other armed military forces in nearby star systems would receive the signal and rush to their aid.

But this was destined to be in vain; the warp blockade completely severed psionic and electronic communications between ASH-3 and the Imperial Central Command.

Meanwhile, the Astronomical Army's XXX Legion stationed at ASH-3 proved utterly ineffective against the invading Chaos Legion.

War raged across the entire planet's surface, cities were razed to the ground, and settlements were massacred. Horrific killings unfolded every single second.

Their enemy is the most powerful of the four evil gods, Lord of Skull, the Lord of War who rules over blood and slaughter, and whose brutal army of chaos commands him.

A massive invasion by the Khorne Legion, which indiscriminately slaughtered people, beheading them and offering their blood as sacrifices to their evil god.

ASH-3, coordinates XX, Thorn Garden, the last line of defense in the battle between humanity and the Chaos Demons. What was once the most beautiful plain has been transformed into a bloody and brutal battlefield.

An uncountable, massive army of Khorneas, like a locust swarm, poured in from the horizon in an endless stream.

"Damn, there are too many of them! We have to retreat!"

Frank's voice rang out with the sound of a blaster, the roaring gun rattling and vibrating beside his face, and a thick layer of hot shell casings had piled up at his feet.

"Shit, with the God Emperor above, where else can we retreat to?"

Hearing his companion's shouts, Roy lowered his helmet in response, but his laser gun continued to fire at the enemy without stopping.

As he said, there is no absolutely safe place on this planet anymore; they are less than 300 meters away from those damned beasts in a straight line.

This trench was supposed to be guarded by an Astragalus squad, but since the start of the battle, only the two of them remained. They kept pulling the trigger; their hearts had long since grown cold, only the barrels of their guns remained burning hot.

"Did you hear any strange noises?"

Frank said to Roy

"Well, wait."

Roy heard it too.

"It seems to be up there."

They glanced at the sky out of the corner of their eyes.

what is that!

Deep within the clouds, a crimson shadow occasionally churned, its enormous size and terrifyingly wild appearance causing one to lose their composure.

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, solely from the vibrations of its wings, powerful enough to blot out the sun. The air was thick with the smells of sulfur and blood.

His crimson skin was already covered with steel-like scales, yet he wore enchanted brass armor personally crafted for him by Khorne, the Lord of War, which was engraved with the emblem of the "Eight Pillars of Khorne," highlighting his status as a Bloodthirster.

"For the glory of the Blood God!!!"

The terrifying demon let out a deafening roar, its scarlet pupils seemingly burning with raging fire.

Wherever this tyrant, a symbol of destruction, swept through, the entire plain was filled with his resounding roar.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

The Chaos Demons were greatly encouraged. The bio-cannons in the Legion absorbed the evil infernal power from the warp and swelled to a size larger. Countless crimson beams of destruction took off from the Chaos Legion's ranks and roared toward the iron defenses constructed by the Imperials.

Self-propelled artillery and various defensive structures melted away like ice and snow in the destructive force, turning into molten orange-red iron.

A terrifying beam of magical energy struck Frank and his men's position very close, so the shockwave stunned them all.

Before Frank could even wipe the mud-covered dirt from his face, he rolled over, and in that instant, a sharp greatsword slashed down where he had been standing.

"Bloodletters!"

Frank was terrified; these grotesque and terrifying creatures...

A mere glance at such a monster would have a lifelong impact on any mortal, let alone a living, breathing creature that stepped out of the encyclopedia and stood before him.

Before them stood a humanoid monster with two enormous demonic horns beneath a gaunt, crimson skull. Sharp, needle-like teeth filled its jaws, and its serpentine forked tongue twitched incessantly.

With just a slight effort, it pulled the greatsword, which was embedded in the rock, out. This two-handed sword, burning with demonic flames, was called the "Blade of Hell" and was an essential weapon for every Bloodletter.

"what!"

A piercing scream rang out, and Frank instinctively looked in that direction.

But the scene he saw made Frank's eyes instantly turn red.

Roy wasn't so lucky. While he was unconscious, another bloodletting demon used its claws to rip open his stomach, and the intense pain made him wake up and let out a painful howl.

The unfortunate soldier was lifted into the air by the Bloodletting Demon, and the internal organs and blood dripping from his abdominal cavity fell directly into the Bloodletting Demon's open mouth.

Not satisfied yet, the brutal bloodletting demon plunged its long, thin tongue into the large, open wound, stirring it around. After it had eaten and drunk its fill, it cut off the head as a sacrifice to the blood god.

Yes, not a single bit is wasted.

The Khorne Bloodlet is the most numerous unit in the Khorne Legion.

"Damn beast!"

He wants those two bloodletting demons dead!

Frank's eyes fell on the laser gun buried in the mud not far away. He wanted to get up, pick up the gun, and fight back.

The strong, sweet smell of blood in the air instantly excited the bloodletting demon in front of Frank.

The moment Frank's hand touched the laser gun, a sharp glint flashed, and the scorched earth, baked by the intense heat, was instantly stained red with blooming blood.

It was the Bloodletter, who used the "Hellblade" to slice off Frank's left arm and torso.

Frank, his face contorted in pain, clutched his wound and lay sprawled on the ground, but blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Damn it."

Amidst the waves of pain, Frank felt himself being lifted up by the bloodletting demon as well.

While still conscious, Frank gritted his teeth to keep from passing out and tried to pull out a grenade from his pocket with his only remaining left hand, intending to throw it down when the beast opened its mouth.

But then something unexpected happened!

"Pfft!"

The jet-black liquid sprayed freely onto Frank's face, and the bitter, brass-tasting liquid flowed into his mouth.

He then fell to the ground along with the "Bleeding Demon," who had split up, and it was from this point that Frank saw the real "Demon Killer," but this surprised him even more.

Because the one that ripped the head off the Bloodletter's neck was a different unit type from the Khorne Chaos Legion!

Strictly speaking, it was a case of one side killing another. In their homeland, the "Khorne Realm," it was common for demons to devour each other, but the probability of them descending as part of the Chaos Legion was extremely low.

Because the Chaos Legion has strict military discipline, each unit has its own specific duties.

"By the Divine Emperor, I was actually saved by a Flesh Hound!"

Frank died believing the scene he saw before he died, thinking it was a mental breakdown. He preferred to believe he saw Pixie knock down the powerful Space Marine with a single punch.

A wolf-like monster, even larger than a rhinoceros, with its body covered in crimson scales. Its huge and sharp fangs were as thick as a human hand. With a roar, something like a scarf-like lizard opened up from its neck. The brass spiked collar on its neck, like the armor of the Great Demon Khorne, bore the mark of the sacred number "eight".

This fleshhound is also special; it is a Gore-Hound that firmly occupies the top position among fleshhounds and holds the leadership. They have a larger size, a more ferocious temperament, and terrifying attack power than their peers.

However, this battle-hardened hound, which is known as "the most loyal servant of the Blood God," does not seem to be entirely pure in its faith (loyalty). There are three sharp claw marks on the sacred number "eight" emblem on the thick brass collar around its neck.

There is no act more blasphemous than this, enough to make...

Any follower of Khorne will be enraged.

The head of the "Bloodthirsty Demon" was currently being held in the mouth of that majestic flesh-and-blood hound, and the monster's face even showed a human-like expression of disgust and loathing before it immediately spat the disgusting thing out of its mouth.