A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

To this end, Kenmei Isayama went to the local legal department in the middle-level area, only to reveal that he had the identity of a high-ranking imperial official that Lord Horst-Eisenholm had legally forged. That afternoon, he shot and dealt with a few old hands who only agreed to do things but did not, instantly making the heads of these legal departments obedient and follow his rules.

And you know what? When Kenmei Isayama changed into elegant and luxurious clothes and had Elena as his secretary, he really exuded the air of a privileged young man traveling with a beautiful woman.

As for why they didn't use the identity of the Inquisition Judge, it was because they were afraid that the people here would collude with each other and alert the enemy, and also that they would frighten the enemy.

The indictment's notoriety was far-reaching; which would be more likely to attract attention walking alone at night: an ordinary high-ranking imperial official or an indictment with a powerful military threat?

Kenjiro Isayama's plan was for the legal department to shut down all shady underground establishments in the middle-level area, and for them not to open for a single day unless he ordered them to stop.

Not only are they prohibited from operating, but Kenmei Isayama also wants law enforcement to launch the largest crackdown on pornography and illegal publications in the Chaodu World, arresting all those involved and imprisoning them in mid-level prisons.

Kenmei Isayama wanted to ensure that the "Wild Horse Gang" wouldn't get a single bite to eat. He smashed their rice bowl, so he wasn't worried that people wouldn't come to him to offer them help.

Kenmei Isayama has the power to overturn the table.

Chapter 111 The Fish on the Hook

Happy Qixi Festival!

"According to legal officials, this operation has already resulted in the arrest of over 100,000 people involved in related activities, but this is just the beginning."

In a suite, Kenmei Isayama leaned back in a chair, his hair dyed blonde and styled in a slicked-back manner, looking nothing like a judge.

His current persona is that of an arrogant noble official who, dissatisfied with the service of a certain shady establishment, calls for a complete overhaul of the industry.

Kenmei Isayama smiled as he watched the animated announcer on the screen and the "prisoners" being escorted by people wearing hoods.

Following Kenmei Isayama's instructions, the middle levels of the entire city began a "green" de-sexification process, which included not only shady underground sex venues but also some underground casinos.

The enforcement力度 ​​is unprecedented in the hundreds of years of history of the Adli Nest City. Kenmei Isayama is determined to completely purify this evil soil and uproot all the filth that has taken root and been buried deep underground.

"Isn't your goal to sacrifice Slaanesh?"

"Then I'll just unplug the network cable and make everything you can sacrifice disappear."

The arrested person, Kenmei Isayama, was separated into men and women by the Ministry of Justice, with one prison for men and one for women. To prevent cohabitation, each person was placed in a single room of four square meters.

The legal department invested a lot of manpower and resources to keep these people under centralized supervision, and also carried out a concentrated crackdown on these shady places, seizing a large number of contraband items related to the evil gods of the subspace.

Just like Kenjiro Isayama imagined, the places of the "Wild Horse Gang" were infused with special incense that was tainted by the filthy stench of Slaanesh, and the inner panels even used Slaanesh's offerings, making people unconsciously feel all kinds of evil and filthy forces.

Kenmei Isayama felt that the legal department here was incompetent, allowing Chaos to erode to this extent without anyone noticing.

Slaanesh's sect is only one part; there are all sorts of beliefs here, and even gods from other races are flourishing here. Good heavens, this is truly blasphemy.

If Kenmei Isayama's other judges were to come, they would probably have used the Black Ships to fire a few cannon shots to calm him down first.

As Kenmei Isayama was thinking this, Elena's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

“Mr. Elfman, our hotel seems to be surrounded by civilians.”

Kenmei Isayama was not surprised; on the contrary, he felt that the other side was too patient and why it took them so long to react.

But letting ordinary people cause trouble is too degrading. Kenmei Isayama is clearly targeting criminal gangs, and as a high-ranking official of the empire, the fact that his hotel was besieged without a proper reason is tantamount to treason.

"What reason?"

When asked this question by Kenmei Isayama, Elena seemed a little embarrassed to answer.

"The situation here is very complicated. Some people can't find their wives and are looking for them, some can't find their girlfriends, and some have their favorite masseuses arrested. So they all gathered together to demand an explanation."

"Also, the Adélie-specific Qisi Festival is about to end, which makes these people quite emotional."

Upon receiving Elena's reply, which contained so much information, Kenmei Isayama was momentarily speechless.

Well, I didn't expect that this major operation he had his legal department carry out would lead to the breakdown of countless families?

Releasing them according to their demands is impossible.

Kenjiro Isayama pondered for a moment and then said to Elena...

“Arrest all these people and throw them in prison, let them look at each other from their cells.”

Kenmei Isayama wanted to give some more details, but he suddenly heard a very faint, almost inaudible noise coming from the corridor not far away.

Most people might dismiss it as an illusion, but Kenmei Isayama and Elena couldn't possibly miss this anomaly. They exchanged a glance and confirmed it.

It seems a thief has broken into the house.

"Waste, all of it is waste."

The uninvited guest, who was completely concealed by a black cloak, was Tosak Romer, a traitor from the Inquisition.

He had originally planned to extend his influence to the middle ranks and spread the glory of the gods throughout the world.

An even more powerful force of pleasure.

But to make matters worse, some scoundrel used his power to shut down all of Tosac-Rome's properties, thwarting his plans just before dawn. How could he not be furious?

All those seasoned law enforcement veterans were killed, and Tosac-Rome couldn't get anything done for him.

To deal with this high-ranking imperial official who appeared out of nowhere, Tosac-Rommel had to take matters into his own hands to ensure success, as he didn't have any skilled assassins under his command who could handle such missions.

"You can't wait even though it's not evening yet?"

Hearing the noise from inside the bedroom, Tosac Romero gave a cold laugh.

He had some intelligence that this official spent all his time at home with his secretary; what kind of shady business could he possibly be involved in?

But just as he was about to open the door a crack to pour the colorless and odorless poison into the room to kill the adulterous couple, a dark gun barrel silently appeared in his line of sight from the other side of the door.

"How can it be!"

Tosac-Rome's eyes widened instantly; he could see the sparks as the bullet left the barrel, and his sense of crisis reached its peak.

Two loud gunshots rang out, followed by the sound of flesh being torn apart, and then the sound of walls shattering. These terrifying sounds mingled together, immediately attracting the attention of the security personnel outside.

But as soon as they hurriedly pushed the door open, they were stunned to see a surging heat wave rising into the air, accompanied by the shockwave of an explosion.

Just as the raging flames of the explosion were about to engulf them like a fire dragon, time seemed to reverse. The endless fire dragon gradually receded, leaving only the scorched ground and the horizon. These raging flames advanced towards the innermost part at a considerable speed.

Eventually, it coalesced into a small fireball in the center of someone's palm, its dazzling white light filled with terrifying heat.

Kenmei Isayama was rubbing a fireball in one hand and holding a blood-soaked, intact severed arm in the other, staring at the blasphemous tattoo on the arm.

Caught off guard, Tosak-Rome decisively detonated the high-explosive bomb he was carrying, its power so great that it completely destroyed Isayama Kenmei's room. Thanks to Isayama Kenmei's psychic abilities, neither he nor Elena suffered any injuries.

However, under the cover of the explosion, Tosac Romero, who was left with only a bloodied severed arm, had vanished without a trace.

Kenmei Isayama coldly gave orders to his bodyguards.

"Now, seal off all entrances and exits to the middle level. No one is allowed to leave."

Chapter 112 Burn! Burn! Burn!

Happy Qixi Festival!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

A figure stumbled and staggered through the alley, looking like it was in a panic and didn't know where to go.

He pressed hard against his severed wound, and only after the purple spiritual energy repaired it did Tosak-Rome's face look somewhat better. He glared fiercely at the direction from which the explosion had occurred above.

"I was tricked!"

That wasn't some idle nobleman in the empire, living off his family's resources and having a mistress. He was clearly his former colleague, an inquisitor also belonging to the Inquisition.

Tosac-Rome recognized the special bolter that only Inquisitors were entitled to carry; that thing was designed to deal with resilient demons or heretical monsters.

The bullets used are not like ordinary bullets that only rely on impact force to kill enemies. The Inquisition's explosive rounds not only have advantages in size and ammunition capacity, but these small bullets are terrifying killing weapons. Rather than bullets, they are more like small missiles. After hitting the enemy's body, they cause initial damage and then explode, causing a second, even more terrifying injury!

Even with the protection of the psionic barrier, it can still be torn apart by the explosion of the bullet, so Tosac-Rome's left hand was violently broken at the joint before he could react.

Tosac-Rome once had this thing, but unfortunately, there seems to be a large blank in his memory. He doesn't even know how he got to this Nest World, and everything that could prove his identity as a former Inquisitor is gone.

Only one mission remained in his mind, driving him to act: to gain the favor of the Lord of Pleasure.

No matter how powerful one is, one still needs to be alive to use it. When Tosac Romer learned that he had been targeted by the judges of the Inquisition, he felt like he had lost half his soul.

After all, when you find yourself being watched by the court, it means that countless people have been keeping a close eye on you without your knowledge.

Moreover, it will be as terrible as stirring up a hornet's nest; after killing one judge, more judges will step forward.

The powerful demon hunters of the Demon Tribunal are terrifying, while the assassins of the Alien Tribunal are even more unpredictable.

Tosak-Rome has been lurking in the Adli hive world for over a month, making considerable preparations. After all, he comes from the Inquisition and is meticulous in his work, with a backup plan in mind.

It's time to run for your life.

This escape route was located in Acheule, the lowest level of the Adli hive world. Tosac-Rome was reluctant to leave the filthy environment there, but when it came to escaping for his life, he didn't care about such things and hurriedly disappeared into the alley.

Of course, what Tosac Romero could think of, Kenmei Isayama could also think of.

"Damn rats!"

After two hours of not receiving any news about Tosac Romer following the middle-level blockade, Kenmei Isayama roughly understood that the seemingly impenetrable blockade had failed to stop him.

They couldn't even catch an injured guy; they're such useless trash.

"Dispatch troops to sweep away and eliminate the underground world of Acheule."

This time, Kenmei Isayama did not hide his identity as a judge. He had previously concealed it only because he was afraid that his rivals in the shadows would not dare to come to him for help.

Now that the initial exchange has already determined the outcome, Kenmei Isayama naturally wants to press his advantage.

The legal department has fighter jets, tanks, and a considerable number of soldiers that can be deployed in combat, making it a reasonably capable force for defending the hive world.

However, if they are only high-ranking imperial officials, they only have the authority to mobilize law enforcement personnel. They cannot mobilize local troops to carry out any military operations or interventions, nor can they use them.

But the judges have far fewer restrictions on their authority; they can mobilize even cyclone torpedoes that could destroy all life on a planet, and mobilizing local troops is a piece of cake for them.

Previously, Kenmei Isayama had said that everyone associated with Tosak-Rome must die, whether they were gang members or protectors; all related individuals must die in order to minimize the negative impact of Tosak-Rome's betrayal of the Inquisition. Therefore, Kenmei Isayama believed that the native inhabitants of Acheulean must be completely and physically purified.

The simplest way is

Burning is the best method for the vast underworld, a form of trial that has existed since the beginning of the Imperial Age.

The fighter jets are fully loaded with highly combustible fuel, which is then sprayed over a wide area below. A tiny flame the size of a matchstick is enough to start a wildfire.

Surrounded by a crowd, Kenmei Isayama is currently in the lowest edge of Acheulean. Fighter jets roar across the sky, faithfully carrying out his orders, covering every inch of land with highly explosive fuel.

Officials who were much older than Kenmei Isayama were also present, and they all looked at the young judge with awe, for his ironclad decree determined the life and death of countless people.

"Did you know that a single spark can start a prairie fire?"