A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

Horus's Armor Remains (4 million honor points)

However, if it's possible to perfectly complete the system's side quest and obtain the 100,000 honor points, then the armor set worth 100,000 honor points can be purchased.

After all, this armor is only for decoration while the person is still alive. If he dies, a memorial hall or something can be built to house him.

But for Kenmei Isayama, that was already an extraordinary piece of equipment.

After all, this armor is imbued with the protection of the Emperor, the strongest man in the empire, and it bears witness to the power of the Inquisition, having been bathed in the blood of countless heretics and demons.

That is the power armor worn by Fyodo Karamazov, the current Supreme Leader of the Inquisition, the High Inquisitor Lord and Chief Inquisitor, during his tenure as an Inquisitor of the Inquisition.

This is a tenacious and resolute witch hunter! A radical opponent of heretical beliefs and biochemical mutations, he deals with those who come into contact with these filthy things with an almost insane attitude.

The number of heretics he eradicated was unparalleled even in an empire with a history spanning 40 years. If this Inquisitor claimed to be second, then absolutely no one would dare to claim to be first.

The Inquisition became the most terrifying department in the empire, and this old man played a significant role in that.

His contributions were so great that after the Abraxan completed the purification operation in 930.41, Malakazov was granted the Throne of Judgment by the Empire (servant: strictly speaking, a Dreadnought with a chair attached), and this Dreadnought became a symbol of his power and prestige.

Whether it's for symbolic or practical significance, even if it's in tatters, Kenmei Isayama would buy it for 100,000 honor points.

Besides, this power armor can be repaired with points; there's no way you'd spend 100,000 honor points to buy a piece of junk.

It's only because Karamazov is still alive that the exchange price for this power armor would be at least ten times higher. Kenmei Isayama caught a lucky break.

There was something else that Kenmei Isayama also desperately wanted.

According to Kenmei Isayama, the Imperial Pharmacist is something similar to a skill book.

[Imperial Pharmacist - From Beginner to Expert]

Origin: Warhammer Empire (?) Knights of the Order

Quality: Light purple

Category: Knowledge and Skills Scrolls

Prerequisite: Zeta level in Psionic Force

Grade Zeta or Epsilon or higher, with some pharmacological knowledge

Research on explosives

Intelligence attribute of 40 points or more.

Effects: Grants access to potion knowledge commonly used by Imperial apothecaries (allows the creation of permanent buff potions).

Rating: 1700 points (Epic items have a rating of 1600-2600 points.)

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Price: 10000 Honor Points

The reason why Kenmei Isayama would take a liking to this item is quite simple: "The Scarlet Letter" contains a great deal of knowledge about potions. This knowledge was collected by his mentor, Ariman, and many of the potion-making methods have been lost, making it a unique item.

However, Kenmei Isayama was troubled by the fact that he was illiterate and had no knowledge of pharmacology, so he couldn't understand what the contents were about.

Kenmei Isayama had been searching the Inquisition's Honor Shop on a tentative basis, but this time he actually found it.

Introductory reading for pharmacists.

"Damn it, let's execute that traitorous judge first."

With the motivation to make money ignited, Kenmei Isayama immediately took action, picking up his communication tools and calling Elena.

The call was answered quickly, but strangely, there seemed to be the sound of water and an echo in the enclosed space on the other end, like someone taking a shower.

"Lord Macanos?"

Elena asked in confusion

"Elena, a special mission from above."

"We're leaving."

Chapter 108 Chi Xiao Wang Duo

Whether it's a prosperous planet or a desolate, remote world, or even a place where the way of worshipping emperors is vastly different, there is only one thing that remains unchanged.

That's a love for alcohol!

Drinking to excess is the cheapest way for mentally exhausted people to relax in this cruel world, which is why bars everywhere are packed after sunset.

"Jingle Bell"

The wind chimes at the tavern entrance rang, and two travel-worn figures walked into the bustling tavern, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

They were wearing hoods and were completely covered up. One was tall and the other was short, so their faces were not visible. They looked furtive and not very proper.

But this is the lowest level of the Adrenaline – Acheuri, one of the more than 32,000 hive worlds recorded in the Empire.

It's a haven for criminals, a place where heretics and even aliens from other races can mingle. The laws of the empire are practically nonexistent, as the powerful nobles look down on these peasants and lower classes and are too lazy to manage them.

It's practically fertile ground for evil, so everyone here has some kind of questionable background, they're all undocumented and can't be brought to the light of day, so nobody thinks there's anything wrong with these two people's clothes and appearance.

Some people even thought these two were easy targets, since their boots, though covered in filth, were clearly made of high-quality material, indicating they were obviously not short of money.

"Clanging and banging"

A few rusty coins fell crisply onto the bar counter. The tall man spoke in the Imperial common language, Goth.

"Two glasses of distilled spirits, the best of the best."

"Alright, guest."

These two are Kenmei Isayama and Elena, and they are dressed like any other outsiders you would see in this area.

According to limited intelligence gathered by the Empire’s ubiquitous intelligence agents, Kenmei Isayama has come to the hive city of Adli in pursuit of the traitorous judge Tosak-Rome.

The Hive is a colossal pyramid-shaped settlement built by the Empire on a planet. It is also the largest and most chaotic human settlement in the history of human civilization. The upper levels are mainly inhabited by nobles and Imperial officials, whose homes are directly connected to the clouds. The climate there is pleasant and no different from that of Homeworld, where they enjoy sunlight that the middle and lower-level inhabitants may never see in their entire lives.

Those living in the middle floors are mostly ordinary people; this group is the largest.

The lower and underground levels are inhabited by the poorest people, who are mostly exiled here because of crimes or sensitive identities. There is virtually no lighting here, and many gangs fight over trivial matters.

It was the first time that Kenmei Isayama had ever seen such a dark and chaotic place. It was hard to imagine that this was an area under the jurisdiction of the empire, with death and conflict everywhere and foul, murky air.

Finally, they saw a decent little town, a rare haven of peace in a bloody and chaotic hell, and then Elena and I arrived at this tavern.

After all, if you want to obtain most of the local intelligence as quickly as possible, there are only two places you can go.

One was a tavern where all sorts of people mingled, while the other was a place with red and green lights that was difficult for Kenmei Isayama to enter with Elena.

Fortunately, this tavern was barely acceptable, much better than the filthy conditions outside.

Unlike the monks of the Astartes Chapter, Kenmei Isayama, who served as an inquisitor, did not make selfless contributions; his salary was quite high.

However, the coins that Kenmei Isayama casually tossed out were not the empire's traditional currency, but rather a special metal that served as hard currency in this crime-ridden city.

The bartender, dressed in faded white clothes, immediately brightened up when he saw the items. He deftly stuffed all the coins into his pocket and then took out an elegant metal bottle from the liquor rack behind him.

"This is a good thing that the scavenger team found at Albert's place. It is said that only noblemen can drink it."

Kenmei Isayama raised an eyebrow. Albert was once a nest city world, but it was ruthlessly destroyed by an empire that could not tolerate traitors decades ago due to the betrayal of the ruling nobles.

Its ruins were nothing more than a pile of rubbish to the empire.

However, in the eyes of the scavengers, it was an immeasurable treasure.

The bartender's fawning tone, though brief, was very clear in the not-so-small tavern.

"Damn it, Yuri, where did you get such a good thing?!"

This scene intensified the cravings of those drinkers who could only afford the cheapest liquor, who stared at each other with the same unbearable longing as someone seeing a beautiful woman, and began to clamor.

Those with less courage only dared to talk about it, but some of the bolder ones, under the influence of alcohol, didn't care about anything else!

Just like the Acheuleans at the very bottom of the Nest City world now, it's always the timid who starve and the bold who get rich.

A tall, burly man with a flushed face, drunk and covered in horrifying tattoos on his arms, slammed his hand on the table and stood up, staggering over.

"Damn it, they have such a good thing but won't give it to Lord Jamie!"

"Jamie, this is 'Shark's' territory. Even your 'Wild Horse Gang' leader wouldn't dare to act recklessly here!"

Although bartender Yumi was afraid, the thought of having "Shark" backing him gave him renewed confidence, and he immediately issued a warning.

Upon hearing the bartender's words, Jamie, who was already quite drunk, simply burped and then spat viciously on the ground.

"Trying to intimidate me, Lord Jamie, with the reputation of 'The Ferocious Shark'? Yuri, you have some nerve."

The drunkard spoke with a dismissive tone, which also revealed a hint of pride.

"It's true that Ferocious Shark is the current boss of Acheulean, but our Wild Horse Gang has recently gained a second-in-command. Acheulean is going to change its name!"

The drunkard's words were like a bomb dropped into the tavern. The onlookers were stunned by his words and then burst into unusually loud laughter. Some even covered their stomachs and laughed so hard they fell under the table.

"Jimmy, I think you're not just drunk, your whole brain is broken."

Kenmei Isayama had done his homework. Although the "Wild Horse Gang" that this silly drunkard belonged to could barely hold its own at Acheulean, it was still no match for the "Fierce Shark," who had a hidden emperor in the shadows.

He said the "Wild Horse Gang" would replace "Fierce Shark" and become Asheri's boss in an instant, which is as absurd as a fart-wielding guy knocking down a big guy with one punch.

That's why he was ridiculed by everyone and was considered almost like a clown.

"You can talk in your sleep after you fall asleep!"

Jimmy, who had been so confident just moments before, turned red and then pale as he was mocked by the crowd. He wanted to retort angrily, but a chilling voice suddenly appeared behind him, freezing him in place.

Who called me a "fierce shark"?

Kenmei Isayama observed the uninvited guest through his cloak. A man even larger than the burly man who was talking in his sleep pushed open the tavern door and walked in, followed by a large group of people.

As this person walked in, the bustling tavern fell silent, especially the clown, whose face turned deathly pale, clearly sobered up from fright.

"Lord Kur, what brings you here today?"

The bartender recognized him as the second-in-command of the Ferocious Shark gang. He walked over from behind the bar to the large group of people, ignoring even the two important customers, Kenmei Isayama and Elena, and instead smiled obsequiously.

"Yumi, are there any private rooms left upstairs?"

"Of course! I have it cleaned spotlessly every day, just waiting for you gentlemen to arrive!"

Kur, the second-in-command of "Fierce Shark," nodded without even glancing at the clown a second time. He simply ordered his men to drag the man who had misspoke out. A moment later, a pitiful scream was heard from outside. Kur smiled coldly and then, led by the bartender, went up the stairs.

Kenmei Isayama's view on this is truly "a small pond has many turtles," and the existence of such a low-level gang form is a characteristic of an uncivilized society.