Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 132 Tearing the Angel's Wings

[The Saint's Place] is a completely enclosed space. In order to ensure respect for the saint, the "blessing" ceremony begins in a completely enclosed state.

It can only be opened by people inside after the ceremony, not by people outside.

But the door that can be easily opened on weekdays is now like it is welded shut and cannot be opened at all. There are dozens of bloody palm prints and claw marks on the door, which looks extremely desperate.

The believers of the Empire State Church outside the door would never imagine that the world inside and the outside world are completely different.

On one side is the sacredness of the State Church Temple, while on the other side it has completely fallen into a terrifying hell where demons are dancing.

It is unexpected that the boundary between black and white can be so harmoniously close with only one door.

The turbid eyes with dark green mixed with yellow, the body skin with purple in white, and the long and strange tongue show that this is a demon under Slaanesh.

I don't understand why the corpse that was blessed by the living saint would become like this. Obviously, Kenmei Isayama checked it at the beginning and the corpse was not tampered with.

Now it seems that the corruption of the demonic chaotic forces is really everywhere.

Thanks for the invitation. He just watched "The Blessing of the Living Saint" and now he is watching "The Return of the Living Dead".

Especially the latter program is too exciting for Kenmei Isayama to appreciate.

A very round arc of knife light surrounded the surroundings, and the crisp sound of the blade cut through the air and made an extremely painful low sound.

Nearly twenty zombies approaching appeared bright blood lines, and a large number of blood burst out, and the torn bodies fell to the ground.

Kenmei Isayama took a look at his arm, which already had some varicose veins, but still did not force it.

Not only that, there were four huge two-meter-tall red hound monsters made entirely of psychic energy in the empty hall, with their teeth open and biting, using their hands and feet, and constantly hunting monsters like bulldozers, leaving a mess wherever they went.

This kind of closed place is most suitable for burning with fire psychic spells, but if you consider that Kenmei Isayama is not afraid of high temperatures and does not need to breathe, then it is indeed possible.

Kenmei Isayama swung the knife vigorously, splashing blood from the blade onto the ground.

"You really won't let me rest at all."

Kenmei Isayama really felt helpless. He had just arrived on this planet and had been repeating two things continuously: "arresting people" and "killing people". He had never closed his eyes since he opened them.

He had to confirm that the bodies killed were all his own. He was exhausted from supervising the execution of four or five thousand people. He had finished a lot of work at hand and finally came here. He wanted to take a break, but it turned out like this.

It's best not to let the living and the dead in.

Can't the ashes be blessed by the saints? They can't be buried.

Kenmei Isayama will remember this lesson in the future. The bodies must be incinerated as soon as possible. Even the bodies under examination may corrode quickly under the influence of the power of corruption.

Now it is roughly estimated that there are at least three hundred living dead here, facing Kenmei Isayama and Frey who was shivering in the corner, eager to try.

So the nun who was stabbed to death over there, just protect yourself over there.

The one with the mutated giant tongue covered with spikes like thorns came from a dead combat nun. Both the physique and the curvature of the body were very different from the nun in Kenmei Isayama's memory of Tosak-Rome.

That's why Kenmei Isayama didn't recognize her. The opponent used a lot of tricks, which led him to make the mistake of following the map.

And there were more than a dozen special fallen nuns like this, who were madly slaughtering the novice nuns belonging to the choir.

And several fallen nuns were eyeing the coffin of the living dead, but the holy power could not let them get close.

"Damn, damn demon!"

The beautiful face of Sister Brinno was full of pain, and beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead due to the severe pain. This moment of life and death crisis was not the time to hide her power.

As one of the candidates for the next saint found by the Empire State Church since she was a child, she can call upon the power of this "living saint" who has been sleeping for who knows how many years.

I am a reincarnated person, what's wrong with using the body of my previous life?

Brinno Harwell's golden pupils stared at the sacred coffin, and then the living saint inside seemed to be sensed.

The pure white giant angel made of energy body that Kenmei Isayama saw before also appeared on the field again, but this time it was infinitely closer to being materialized than the phantom.

Whether it is the concentration of power or the domineering effect on demons, it is incomparable.

The angel's face showed a substantial expression, and it was particularly angry.

Life should be getting better and better. How can the human race's situation be worse than when the living saint was alive.

The power of the evil god in this era is so unscrupulous that it ravages the world, which is simply a humiliation to the heroic spirits who once sacrificed for the empire.

The living saint even felt that the world had already been eroded by the Chaos Demons, and the human race was just struggling to survive.

A huge halo appeared above the angel's head, and then burst out with extremely dazzling light.

This light was completely harmless to Kenmei Isayama and Frey, but it was really outrageous for those demons who symbolized evil.

Each one seemed to have encountered an irresistible terrifying force, and under the illumination of this halo, they melted like ice and snow.

The living saint has a special attack effect on demons, so even the high-ranking fallen nun who used her tongue to penetrate Brinno Harwell's body was like a nemesis under this flash of light. Her whole body began to be covered with flames, and she kept screaming under the intense burning.

But what Brinno Harwell didn't notice was that even when she screamed, the weird smile on her face never stopped.

When the body was almost burned, the broken body of the fallen nun began to gradually turn into a black ball.

Isayama Kenmei noticed something was wrong, and immediately raised the bolt gun in his hand and loaded it with psychic energy, shooting at the black ball.

If he hadn't guessed, the enemy had the ability to replace his body. And its next body was Brinno Harwell, the next candidate for the Saint of the Imperial Church.

But the tongue of the fallen nun was still there, and the ball that Isayama Kenmei saw was just the tip of the iceberg, and most of it had already corroded like poison.

The bullet missed.

But Jianshan Xianmei was also very decisive. He wanted to behead the nun before the demon completely corrupted her.

Brinno Harwell knelt on the ground, screaming in pain. When she raised her head, one of her eyes had turned into dark green pupils, while the other eye was still golden.

The pure white figure was also in great pain, and its messy wings flapped the ground randomly.

Just as Jianshan Xianmei swung the blade and was about to cut down the slender neck of Brino Harwell, a magic circle with purple forbidden runes appeared under her.

An extremely terrifying magic wave came from it, and a shock wave that tore through the space hit Jianshan Xianmei, and he was out of control. His arm was numb and the blade almost slipped out of his hand.

Jianshan Xianmei was knocked out ten meters away and broke two pillars.

A huge figure appeared in the magic circle, and the purple giant hand grabbed the suffering angel. With just a little force, the slender neck was twisted off and thrown aside like garbage.

"Hehehe, look."

The purple canned food that appeared on the field was a high-level Chaos Lord belonging to the "Emperor's Children" regiment under Slaanesh who betrayed the Empire.

Lucius the Undying

"What did I find?"

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