A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

With a crisp cracking sound, Kenmei Isayama broke the spine with his bare hands and removed the ribs, leaving only the head connected to the vertebrae.

The broken bones and the fresh smell of blood made the overfed little creatures agitated again, their tiny bodies and rolling feet tumbling back and forth.

"No way! You can't bite this stuff."

Kenmei Isayama clearly refused them, and seeing that there was nothing to eat, the little guys immediately became listless and made a "hissing" sound.

As expected, the most terrifying thing about the Tyranids, besides their overwhelming numbers, is their insatiable appetite. Even after being born and having a large meal, they still want to eat the large bones with exposed marrow.

Thanks to his experience as a zookeeper, he has already accumulated some experience in raising children.

The most important lesson learned: these little creatures will bankrupt Kenmei Isayama, so we must strictly control their population size.

The remaining bones will serve as chew toys for the adult lace beetles with their incredible bite force, leaving not even a trace of bone behind.

As for whether it's a bit cruel?

Kenmei Isayama never considered himself a good person, but he wasn't a bad person either.

If anyone offends me, I will repay them a hundredfold!

The only thing that made him feel sorry for him was that Nakamura Takashi didn't have any relatives. Otherwise, he could have treated them to a "Hannibal's Dinner". In the end, he could only feed these insects.

Kenmei Isayama tossed the "round and plump" object in his hand into the air, catching it with one hand, which then became a handle against him, though it was hard to believe.

"But actually, this guy is still alive!"

The previous execution scenes were too horrific to watch, but Kenmei Isayama didn't even blink.

Takashi Nakamura was no good; he couldn't even last a tenth of the whole process before passing out.

Kenmei Isayama once said that he would repay his sister a thousandfold for the suffering she endured.

Don't think that just because Nakamura Takashi is gone, Isayama Kenmei can't punish him.

Kenmei Isayama, clutching the handle, stared at the bloodshot, rolled-back eyes with an expression as if he'd seen a fun toy, and walked towards his studio. (His head was large, his spine thin, like he was holding a lollipop.)

After some time, the renovation of Nakamura Takashi's house was completed.

Kenmei Isayama did not stop; his entire body was covered in lush green energy, which was the aaaaagh field constructed by consuming mana.

Before him was a steel bar, the same one that the idol spirit had held earlier.

Kenmei Isayama took a liking to it at first glance. This steel bar had been with the cursed spirit for who knows how long, and the cursed power it had absorbed was almost turning it into a cursed tool.

It would be the perfect material to craft a rifle, so I didn't forget to bring the idol spirit home as well.

It's unclear whether it was the beastmen's habit of scavenging for trash that influenced Kenmei Isayama, but he was quite fond of this steel bar.

Next, simply place the cut steel bars and all the other materials together. After you see the message "[Deduct 500 mana points]", these materials will automatically transform into Kenjiro Isayama within the "aaagh" field.

The shape that Ming desired in his mind.

【Soul of Tech Mastery】is more intelligent than you imagine, completely freeing your hands.

"Ahhhhh!!"

At that moment, Kenmei Isayama's thoughts were suddenly and completely interrupted by an extremely horrific male scream.

"You damned monsters, don't eat me!"

It must be Nakamura Takashi who has woken up; he's shouting and yelling over there.

"It's so noisy, keep yelling."

"What's there to yell about?" Kenmei Isayama simply picked up the discarded steel bars next to him and swung them down, smashing them heavily onto Takashi Nakamura's skull.

“ding”

As a result, when the steel bar struck Takashi Nakamura's head, it didn't make the dull sound of a metal hitting a human body, but rather the crisp, pleasant sound of metal colliding with metal.

This blow completely jolted Nakamura Takashi, who had been in a state of shock and mental blankness. His previous memory was still of watching ten terrifying larvae nibbling at his body.

No one could remain unmoved by such pain and terror; Nakamura Takashi's will crumbled when he saw his bare leg bones.

When had the “poor” Nakamura Takashi ever suffered such torment? Isayama Kenmei also injected him with a drug that amplified his five senses, which meant that with his original pain doubled, this made it 2x2, four times the pain.

Kenmei Isayama thoughtfully used his spiritual power to protect Takashi Nakamura's mind, preventing him from becoming delirious or losing his mind due to the pain.

It's terrifying to think about. If he could cry, Takashi Nakamura would have cried already.

But for some reason, Nakamura Takashi just couldn't cry, and his current condition was very strange; all his organs had lost connection, and he was unable to move.

All of this pain was brought to Nakamura Takashi by this smiling boy in front of him.

He now deeply regrets his actions. If he had known this kid was so monstrous, why did he ever provoke him?

"Damn it, I was wrong, I deserve to die!"

"Can't you just give me a quick death? A scumbag like me doesn't deserve to live in this world."

Takashi Nakamura just wants to die now; he wants to be free from this torment as soon as possible.

“Oo尊嘟假嘟”

Kenmei Isayama inwardly scoffed, but his face still wore a chillingly gentle smile.

"You might like your new body."

He pushed a mirror towards Nakamura Takashi, feigning accusations of being a damned scumbag, and finally stopped.

"*****, what the hell did you do to me?!"

Nakamura Takato was stunned. He had now become a bald skull covered in metal components, with his spine still attached, hanging on a frame.

It is certain that they have completely said goodbye to their human identity.

"****"

"Noisy"

Kenmei Isayama frowned and muted the guy.

He didn't do much; he just removed all the remaining flesh and blood from Nakamura Takashi's body, replaced it with a metal protector, surgical implants, and enhanced optical sensors, among other things.

This is something popular in the Empire called a "servo skull".

It is said that only the most devout citizens of the empire can become like this. Nakamura Takashi really doesn't know what's good for him.

Kenmei Isayama placed his hand on the cold skull; now that the guy was awake, he could access his memories.

What exactly happened back then?

Chapter 64 The Woman with Sutures on Her Forehead

A cold, deep blue flame covered the entire skull of the servo, and the venomous, wildly twisting flames continuously entered the skull through any opening they could penetrate.

Although Nakamura Takashi was silenced, judging from the violent trembling and convulsions of his skull, it was definitely an extremely painful process.

The nearby testing equipment showed that the temperature inside the skull, specifically the brain, had reached 41 degrees Celsius and was still rising.

This is an abnormal reaction; there must be something wrong with Kenmei Isayama's psychic magic.

The reason why Kenmei Isayama didn't use this memory-searching spell on Takashi Nakamura earlier was because he was a novice and not very skilled.

If brain death were to be caused by magic, then merely tormenting the soulless body of Nakamura Takashi would not bring Isayama Kenmei any psychological pleasure of revenge.

After Nakamura Takashi endured the agonizing torment of having his soul torn apart, Isayama Kenmei managed to successfully activate the spell before the psychic energy went out of control.

The azure flames created a bridge between Kenmei Isayama and Takashi Nakamura, but it was a one-way street, accessible only to Kenmei Isayama.

A screen appeared in front of Kenmei Isayama. The psychic magic had transformed Nakamura Takashi's memories into a video format. By simply dragging the progress bar, Kenmei Isayama could access Nakamura Takashi's memories at any point in time.

He had no interest in Nakamura Takashi's upbringing or his memories before he became mentally ill, and immediately skipped to the part he really wanted to see.

The day my sister was murdered

The thought of this caused Kenmei Isayama a sharp pain in his heart.

As a family member of a victim, having personally experienced the victim's tragic ordeal, it's simply impossible to accept such a situation.

It's like tearing open a wound that has already healed.

Kenmei Isayama took a deep breath and tapped on the large screen. After the playback started, under the effect of the magic, Kenmei Isayama was directly transported into the scene.

However, unlike the dark alleyway on a rainy night that I had imagined, Kenmei Isayama found himself in a very luxurious living room.

The once exquisite decor was now a mess, with all sorts of things scattered on the floor, showing signs of violent smashing and fighting. Large patches of blood were splattered on the white walls, some even reaching the ceiling, a shocking sight.

This is clearly a horrific murder scene!

As Kenmei Isayama inadvertently glanced at the clutter at his feet, his gaze met that of a decapitated head with its eyes wide open, its death stare unseeing.

The face, twisted and distorted from inhuman torture, was covered in bruises and showed signs of decay. Anyone would feel a chill run down their spine if they were stared at by the deceased's eyes, which held a look of fear and helplessness from the time of their death.

Kenmei Isayama was also a little frightened, but he quickly realized that this was not his sister's head, because his sister never had such a headdress.

Instead, she resembled the first idol to die at the hands of Takashi Nakamura; her long purple hair was all stuck together, making it impossible to discern her original appearance.

If nothing unexpected happens, the huge black garbage bag in the living room should be the one that wrapped the corpse's body parts.

If the progress bar is misread, then you'll have to restart.

Kenmei Isayama moved the progress bar again, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an alley.

The scene before him almost suffocated Kenmei Isayama; the walls of the dimly lit alley were now splattered with blood.

A torrential downpour was falling from the sky, and rainwater quickly accumulated into a large puddle in the alleyway, which had poor drainage.

Beneath Isayama Kenmei's feet lay a single, outdoor-style leather shoe, the kind girls wear, lying quietly in the rain.

The strap at the top was broken, and you could see the label inside, which was wet with rainwater, with the words "Sakura" faintly visible.

Before Isayama Kenmei's eyes appeared a panicked girl running wildly in the rain, then tripping and falling heavily, continuing to run without even caring about her accidentally broken shoes.

The older sister's phone was lying carelessly on the ground, its lit screen displaying a photo of her and him, now stained with blood.

"Hahahaha"

Kenmei Isayama heard Takashi Nakamura's excited laughter.

As that scoundrel swayed, he swiftly brought down the knife, and a slender arm fell to the ground.

The sound of blood and water dripping into the mixture was quite clear.

With gritted teeth and clenched fists, Kenmei Isayama stared at his scarred arm, the four-leaf clover bracelet on his wrist a gift he had given to his sister for her sixteenth birthday.