A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

"coming!"

Whoosh! The sharp sound of wind breaking came as the dark figure rapidly approached, its speed chilling.

Upon hearing the familiar sound behind him, and using the lights on the mountain and the reflection in the water on the ground, Isayama Kenmei reacted instantly, unlike the first time.

He quickly spun his body, assuming a defensive stance.

"Zheng!"

The sharp, blade-like object made a rather piercing sound as it collided with another hard object, and at the same time, sparks of orange-red light burst forth in the darkness due to the friction between the two.

Relying on

With that faint spark, Kenmei Isayama finally saw clearly in the darkness the "murderer" who had disemboweled him.

At first glance, it looks like a "person," but upon closer inspection, it's simply terrifying.

He was a man dressed in clothes reserved for the lowest social classes in ancient times. His face was rotting, his lips had fallen off, and rotten skin mixed with flesh and blood clung to his face, drooping down. One eye was rotten in its socket, while the other was completely gone, leaving only an empty hole.

This isn't a human being; it's clearly a corpse that's been rotting for who knows how long.

"Good weight."

With gritted teeth, Kenmei Isayama held up a metal shield resembling a riot shield that he had somehow produced, but the metal plate in front of him already had a very obvious dent.

It was clearly caused by the superhuman strength of that ghostly thing that looked exactly like the "walking dead" in the movie.

Putting aside why this thing can still move, the most crucial thing is that Kenjiro Isayama can't understand why, despite being so thin and rotten that you can see the bones underneath, he has such great strength.

"But even so, I've got you now!"

Kenmei Isayama took a deep breath, and with his left hand holding the shield, he used his shoulder to unleash all six points of his strength attribute without reservation.

Although it was a bit of a struggle, it was raining particularly hard today and the ground was flooded, so Kenmei Isayama still managed to knock that thing to the ground.

When he sensed that the thing had lost its balance, Kenmei Isayama also released his left hand from the shield as the "walking corpse" and the shield crashed heavily onto the puddle.

splash

He planted one foot firmly on the shield, stabilizing his center of gravity and pinning himself down.

As for the hands?

Kenmei Isayama firmly grasped the object that had appeared out of thin air in his right hand, and then placed the chainsaw flat on the neck of that disgusting thing.

With his left hand, he decisively pulled the ring on the object.

The terrifying weapon emitted a piercing roar, and its engine started instantly.

"rumble!"

It was a huge chainsaw, and a high-powered one at that, running on diesel fuel.

The house of Kenmei Isayama used to be used for pruning trees.

In the "Temple of All Beings" instance, Kenmei Isayama's backpack is still usable. The candy he ate earlier was an experiment to see if the candy placed in the backpack slot could be taken out of his pocket.

The roar of the engine continued incessantly.

"Pfft."

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, black blood everywhere. The high-speed spinning chainsaw cut through everything Kenjiro Isayama wanted to cut, and the zombie's neck was naturally no match for the weapon that could cut through the hardest wood.

Its entire head fell off and into the puddles, polluting the surrounding water with its dark blood. Headless, the demon remained motionless, as if dead.

[You have killed the vengeful spirit of the villager]

[Points +300 points]

[Exploration progress +0.005%]

[The vengeful spirit was an ordinary villager from a village at the foot of Zhong Sheng Temple. Due to being implicated by the monks of Zhong Sheng Temple, all 55 people in the village were brutally massacred.]

How many?

"300 points!"

Kenmei Isayama made an incredulous sound.

He didn't dwell on why a vengeful spirit with such terrifying power was just an ordinary villager.

Kenmei Isayama's eyes were already glowing with a "greenish" light—that was greed.

There are 55 more like this.

I'll instantly transform into a chainsaw killer.

A word

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Thank you Yaomin for the monthly pass.

Chapter 32 The person was so "dead" they were numb.

Good morning, Asagi-san.

Kenmei Isayama was about to go out to throw out the trash when he ran into Asagi Aiba, who was already waiting at the door. She looked like she had just arrived.

Because Kenmei Isayama saw her, holding a powder puff and patting it on.

"Asagi-nee, could you move aside a bit? My trash is a bit big."

"Good morning...oh, okay."

It wasn't until he passed by that Lan Yuqian realized that he was her student. Still a little confused, she took out her phone to check.

What the hell? It's only 6:45 in the morning.

She had only seen Kenmei get up this early before, when Sakura was around.

Yawning and listless, Kenmei Isayama pondered what kind of junk the broken appliance in his hand was while thinking about how to break the deadlock.

As for Asagi-nee appearing at his doorstep, it's simply because she's "responsible." She wants to confirm whether her student is just a flash in the pan, making empty promises without taking any action, and then not coming to school the next day—it would be a laughing stock if word got out.

"Xianming, you look terrible."

Asagi walked over and asked with concern.

"I hope she's not sick."

Although she hadn't reacted when Isayama Kenmei passed by, she could still see him out of the corner of her eye. He looked listless and like a walking corpse.

"No, I'm fine, Asagi-nee."

"It's just that I go to bed very late at night."

Exhausted, Kenmei Isayama tied the trash bag tightly and placed it where it should be thrown away. He only needed to notify the appliance recycling company when it arrived.

He said to Aiba Asagi

"Oh, wait a moment, I haven't packed my bag yet."

"That's perfect, I'll go take a look at your homework."

"Why don't you want to?"

Lan Yu Qiancong raised an eyebrow.

Seeing this, Kenmei Isayama looked somewhat helpless and pointed to the open front door.

"Okay, please feel free."

Back home, Kenmei Isayama handed Asagi-nee the homework he had finished at school the day before.

Seeing that she glanced at the notebook a few times and then put it into her schoolbag, Kenmei Isayama asked...

"How was it, Asagi-sensei?"

"Not bad, at least I listened attentively in class yesterday."

Kenmei Isayama felt much more at ease and took the schoolbag from Asagi-nee's hand.

"Let's go then."

By the time Kenmei Isayama got into Asagi's red supercar and fastened his seatbelt, it was already 7 a.m.

Since there was still plenty of time before my 8 a.m. class, I didn't floor the gas pedal this time and drove very smoothly.

"Asagi-nee, you don't need to pick me up tomorrow."

Unlike last time, Kenmei Isayama didn't grip the handle tightly; instead, he spoke sincerely.

"Don't worry, I won't skip school like before. I can go to school by myself by riding my bicycle or taking the tram."

"I've been quite a bother to you these past few days."

Asagi's house is in the prime real estate area of ​​Chiyoda Ward, while Isayama Kenmei's house is not in the city center, but in a relatively remote area.

I've already had the teacher pick him up for two days, and I still feel bad about it.

"Not just these past few days, but all the time, okay?"

"I understand. I won't pick you up tomorrow. You know what will happen if you're late."

Lan Yuqian smiled slightly and gave him a reproachful look.

"The effort I've put into you is enough to start several research projects."

"You should study hard and get into a good school, so that you can...sigh."

When she thought of Kenmei Isayama's deceased older sister, Asagi Aoba felt a pang of sadness.

Fortunately, this kid pulled back from the brink.

"Learning takes time and effort; don't study too late at night."

Because Kenmei Isayama's schoolbag was open and placed on the coffee table in the living room, and various signs indicated that he had spent the night in the living room.

So Aiba Asagi thought this student was a prodigal son who had turned over a new leaf, and studied with him all night.

"It's still early today, I'll drive slowly, close your eyes."

Give your eyes a rest.

Upon hearing Asagi's words, Kenmei Isayama visibly choked, then choked on his own saliva.