A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

As for whether there will be a misjudgment.

He's an inquisitor, yet he can't even distinguish the aura of an evil god; he could retire early. However, it's quite rare for Kenmei Isayama to encounter two situations that other inquisitors never even see before they die.

The Inquisition and the Sisters' Battle Council are the Emperor's most loyal servants, so it's absurd that any of their members would defect to Chaos.

Especially the Battle Sisters, who were formerly known as "Daughters of the Emperor" (Bride), have an unparalleled faith in the Emperor, and their greatest source of strength lies in their unwavering belief!

Kenmei Isayama knew that the human empire was on the verge of collapse, but he never expected that a traitor could appear in such a core secret organization.

The Fallen Battle Sisters squad continued their firepower, as if waiting for Isayama Kenmei's spiritual energy to be exhausted.

But he will soon show them what true endurance is.

Kenmei Isayama smiled, grasped the hilt of the chainsaw sword, and soon the blade began to shimmer with a dazzling pale blue psionic light.

"Well, that might just be the reason for our existence as judges."

As Kenmei Isayama tightened his grip, the motor hidden within the hilt spun wildly, emitting a buzzing roar. Supported by spiritual energy, the serrated edges of the blade sliced ​​through the air at high speed, emitting a terrifying shriek.

"Using bolt muskets and chainsaw swords, physical force is used to carry out the Emperor's will."

Kenmei Isayama held his chainsaw sword horizontally in front of him in a thrusting position, fearlessly charging into the metal storm before him.

The thin atmosphere could not hinder Kenmei Isayama's agile movements; the ground beneath his feet, which he used to exert explosive force, sank several centimeters.

"They're here! Nuns!"

"Fire! Open fire! The great gods will watch over our valor."

At the roar of the combat nun squad leader, not only were submachine guns with a faster rate of fire brought out, but a denser hail of bullets also poured out. At the same time, one of the combat nuns even brought out a flamethrower capable of melting the armor of Imperial tanks!

An unbelievable fire dragon appeared in the path of Kenmei Isayama, its continuous release of terrifying heat even scorching the crystals on the ground, causing strange and beautiful patterns that had appeared decades ago to reappear.

What was terrifying was that no matter how fierce the firepower of the combat nun squad was, or how much higher the temperature of the flames was, it could not stop Kenmei Isayama's forward thrusting attacks. All the attacks were completely unharmed by the psionic barrier and could not hurt Kenmei Isayama inside at all.

The fighting nuns grew increasingly alarmed as they fought, wondering just how much psionic energy this guy still had.

"Swish, swish, swish"

Kenmei Isayama, shielded by a psionic energy barrier, moved so fast that he tore through the air in front of him; the battle nuns could only feel the air rushing past their ears.

The piercing wind howled like a demon's growl, and in the next moment, the entire field of vision was enveloped by white blades.

The first to explode was the flamethrower. This thing is an absolute godsend in battles against many enemies, such as the Orks' battlefield. It can turn living beings into ashes.

With a single strike, Kenmei Isayama's blade left several white slash marks on the flame-spitting nozzle.

But the battle nun was unaware that when she saw Kenmei Isayama standing right in front of her, almost touching him, she realized that she also wanted to draw her chainsaw sword and prepare to engage the Inquisitor in close combat.

With a sharp crack, the longsword struck the power armor, sending sparks flying several meters high.

Kenmei Isayama frowned; he had clearly slashed at a smooth arm.

But when resistance was felt, it turned out that the place, which looked empty, was actually protected by an invisible layer of armor.

Similar to optical simulation, Kenmei Isayama increased the output of his available psionic energy, instantly giving the chainsaw sword an exceptionally high penetrating power.

So when Kenmei Isayama's chainsaw blade pierced her arm, the battle nun was clearly stunned for a moment; her power armor was blessed by the gods.

She was about to draw her chainsaw sword and engage the judge in close combat when, unexpectedly, Kenmei Isayama moved even faster, drawing his bolt-action pistol with his left hand and firing several shots into the chest of the man before him.

Isayama Kenmei also looked a little strange. Seeing the nun's ashamed and indignant expression, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The nun was carrying an oil canister, which could explode at close range, posing a significant danger. So, as Kenmei Isayama fired his gun, he also drew his knife and, with a powerful kick, gathered blue spiritual energy in his leg, delivering a vicious side kick.

Isayama Kenmei showed no mercy whatsoever. He used such force that the fallen nun's Slaanesh armor was immediately covered in cracks, revealing her slender waist underneath.

"Boom!"

The sudden burst of flames engulfed the unfortunate nun who had just been pierced through the chest by Kenmei Isayama, the bullet having pierced the fuel tank before it exploded. The intense flames illuminated the faces of the remaining four—no, the three.

Because Kenmei Isayama had just used the force of the explosion to cleanly and swiftly decapitate a fallen nun.

The headless corpse was bleeding profusely from its severed neck, and then its body and head, which had just landed in mid-air, fell to the ground together.

Kenmei Isayama displayed his exceptional skills as a judge of the Inquisition, crushing the unseeing head that had rolled to his feet with a single stomp, his chainsaw sword steaming from the blood on it.

Kenmei Isayama's face was covered in the blood of the fallen nun, which he wiped away with his thumb.

The two fallen nuns, who hadn't yet managed to kill their companion, couldn't help but swallow hard as they watched their companion being blown to pieces, his body soon separated from his head and bones.

"Why is it that we are the ones who are blessed, but this judge seems to have been blessed by some more powerful evil god?"

Chapter 117 Oh no, I'm doomed!

With the final sound of a sharp blade piercing a chest, this almost one-sided massacre was finally coming to an end.

It's not that the combat nuns are too weak; these crazy women, skilled in combat, can efficiently complete the tasks assigned by the Empire.

But compared to the Inquisitors who have been systematically trained by the Empire since childhood and possess spiritual power, even a complete squad of combat nuns is really not enough.

The fallen nun coughed up a large amount of blood foam, and the crimson blood, tainted by the evil god, gradually flowed down her fair neck, creating a striking contrast between the extreme white and red.

"This is the last one."

Behind her, Kenmei Isayama slowly drew his chainsaw sword, its blade now stained crimson, and the fallen nun immediately lost her support and collapsed to her knees with a thud.

The silk cloth covering her eyes slipped off at this moment, revealing a pair of hazy eyes. These eyes had been torn off by the Chaos Demon, and it was only thanks to the power of Slaanesh that she was able to see the world again.

But seeing her sisters fall one after another, their deaths tragic and gruesome, lying in pools of blood.

On her deathbed, she murmured softly.

Did we make the wrong choice back then?

"who knows."

Kenmei Isayama swung the sword down at the ground, all the blood on the blade seeping into the slash mark. Only after the blade, including the chainsaw, was spotless again was it returned to its sheath.

He didn't know why these battle nuns would give up the honor of being "daughters of the emperor," but given their naiveté, even if they didn't succumb to chaos, they would eventually be swallowed up by heretics, alien races, and other evils.

In this hopeless world, all ordinary people can do is pray to the emperor. But if they abandon even this faith, they will undoubtedly only get one step closer to the abyss of death.

"Then let me see what kind of secret it is that would expose an entire combat nun squad to keep hidden."

The treacherous Inquisitors and the treacherous Battle Sisters both fell because of the Lord of Pleasure. If there is no connection between the two, then Kenmei Isayama is guilty.

Kenmei Isayama crouched down, removed the psionic barrier that had previously enveloped Tosak-Rome, and placed his hand on Tosak-Rome's head.

As Kenmei Isayama silently recited the incantation, a different change occurred on the field.

Sorcery and psychic magic are essentially the same, but the use of sorcery suddenly has an evil connotation, especially when Kenmei Isayama uses this high-level psychic power to cast it.

Terrifying black and red lightning raged in Kenmei Isayama's hands, like muscle cells spreading, multiplying, growing, and rapidly converging to form solidified black roots.

These terrifying tendrils, varying in thickness, slowly invaded Tosac-Rome's brain from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. Some of these ghastly things were the size of an ear of corn, while others were only about the thickness of a finger.

Against the backdrop of the bloodied, battle-scarred corpses of nuns, the scene gave the impression of some kind of evil sacrificial ritual. If a second person had seen it, they would have thought these weren't inquisitors, but rather high-ranking demons of the Chaos Legion.

Even Isayama Kenmei, the one who cast the spell, felt a chill run down his spine. He hadn't used such an unorthodox method on that bastard who had become a servant skull before.

But consider this: can a level one fireball be cast in the same way as a mage apprentice and a grand mage? The former is a small fireball, the latter is a nuclear bomb.

Kenmei Isayama's mediocre psychic power level was insufficient to unleash the full potential of Ahriman's spells, while Macanos Elfman's psychic power level was passable.

Under the pressure of the witchcraft, Tosac-Rome could only open his mouth wide, unable to even scream. Blood was flowing profusely from his eyes, nose, and ears, looking extremely terrifying.

There's no way for these synapses to connect to the brain, so the process is rather abrupt.

Kenmei Isayama directly invaded Tosac-Rome's mental world. The surroundings were pitch black, except for a door that flickered with a flesh-pink light accompanied by a purplish-red glow.

The large door below was locked tightly, and even after Isayama Kenmei jumped up and down twice, there was no other response.

Full of

The heavy, hundred-meter-wide gate is carved with various poems praising indulgence and pleasure, leading people to depravity. At the very center is a bizarre symbol that combines male and female characteristics.

Kenmei Isayama recognized it as a representative symbol of Slaanesh, the Lord of Pleasure, often used to depict Slaanesh's androgynous nature. This illustrates the complexity of the warp gods, with their various blasphemous and chaotic attributes all present.

This door is not a product of Slaanesh, but a replica of the main gate of Slaanesh's temple created by Slaanesh's fanatics based on legend.

Kenmei Isayama had seen the records of the Inquisition, which were not things that an inquisitor like him, who had served for less than a hundred years, could access.

Kenmei Isayama was originally under attack by the combat nun squad, and now when he sees this door again, it's not to let him access Tosac-Rome's memories.

He couldn't help but want to ask the person behind him a question.

"What the hell are you afraid of?"

Kenmei Isayama placed his hand on the heavy door, and a burst of violent crimson energy instantly erupted from his palm.

"what?"

In an instant, a blood-red cross beam of light rose in the pitch-black night, illuminating the dark sky with unparalleled clarity.

With a single strike, Kenmei Isayama's magical energy completely destroyed the seemingly indestructible, heavy iron gate, and fragments of the gate fell like raindrops.

Below lies the location of Tosac-Rome's memories, where Kenmei Isayama falls along with the surrounding burning boulders.

But at this moment, some unknown change occurred. If the pink and dark purple light seen earlier was the light of fireflies, then now it was a magnificent light like the sun.

Kenjiro Isayama contemplated escaping, but it was too late.

His surroundings were originally Tosac-Romme's memory palace, but now they are completely submerged by this enormous, malevolent power.

Something terrifying seemed to be descending upon the void.

【warn!warn!warn! 】

Even the Warhammer Simulator started alarming, frantically urging Kenmei Isayama to immediately disconnect from the psionic supply, in case there was still hope of saving him.

[Warning: Subspace concentration has suddenly increased dramatically within this area.]

[WARNING: You have entered ??? Divine Realm (Ultra-Ultra High Risk Area)]

[WARNING: If this continues, there is a 99.9% chance that the host will be contaminated by Chaos! (Note: This process is irreversible!)]

Ignoring the various warnings from the system, Kenmei Isayama was suddenly struck by the inexplicable, overlapping laughter of countless young girls. That laughter possessed a decadent power that could make one's soul sink and become dazed.

[Recommendation: Please terminate this simulation immediately!!!]

Large beads of sweat slid down Kenmei Isayama's forehead.

"Oh no, this game is going to be lost."