Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Looking at Sister Selina lying on the ground in the distance and still breathing, Judge Omar used the servo system on her body to observe her physical condition.

"She lost a leg, an arm, and burns throughout her internal organs, just a bullet to the head."

Omar adjusted the frequency of the receiver, and in this place full of corpses of stormtroopers and battle sisters, he saw the mouth of the elder sister trembling.

"Do they think we are demons? For the saints? This is the first time we have seen this. Rust, do you have any clues?"

"Except for the change demon, I didn't feel any additional blasphemy. I think this is a strong psychological suggestion."

"Using the psychological suggestion of Saint Laculas."

"It should be so."

He loaded his pistol with a medical shot and shot it into the head of the nun. "I hope that when we solve the problem of the state church, you can recall what you fought for."

"What about Benben? Do you need to take him with you?"

"Forget it, let him go to eat. That stupid head is not suitable for this kind of work."

Rust watched Judge Omar press all the psychic bombs into the magazine, and he understood what they should do next.

Using psychic powers to reduce the presence of the two of them, they can now walk on the street without being noticed by mortals.

Walking out of the ruins piled with rubble and corpses, Omar saw the Memeril Hive in dire condition.

Tens of thousands of black smoke floated up, covering the tall spiers and gathering in the sky. The Anglican Cathedral in the distance became the center of the black clouds, and an illusory blue light was pointing towards the sky.

Rust felt the fluctuations in the distance with his spiritual eyes, "The church of the State Church has become a place for demon-making rituals... The turmoil on the planet this time may not be limited to the State Church... I am among those black-robed believers In my memory, I also feel a more dangerous and ruthless enemy."

"The Saint will deal with them, Rust. Now all we have to do is go somewhere and solve the problem, otherwise this planet may be subject to an extermination order."

The two headed towards the location of the cathedral, and the magnificent church that once worshiped the emperor and the saint Laculas had also become a place for sacrilegious rituals as Rust said.

Archbishop Luokasna and the Demon Bishops of Change waited for the dust of souls burned by the innocent people in the sky to gather enough to activate the grand formation.

"We still need a little time, and the formation needs more souls."

After Archbishop Rocasna finished speaking, the explosions in the city became more intensive, and thousands more racks for burning heretics were erected.

"How comfortable. These mortal beings are always so stupid and short-sighted, unable to see what is waiting for them in the further future."

"It's wonderful to believe in Saint Laculas, but never thought that Saint Laculas would become the lie that killed them."

Silently crushing the emperor's icon in his hand, Rokasna knew how the Atonement Army betrayed them.

But to be more correct, these Atonement soldiers did not betray their faith. They still fight for the Emperor and the Saint.

It's just that Luokasna made small changes to the saint scriptures that were distributed, adding a set of psychic spells with abnormal cognition. The more deeply people believe in the saint Laculas, the easier it will be. Affected by spells.

Everyone knows that the State Religion Atonement Corps formed within the empire is voluntary, and any coercion is a blasphemy against their beliefs. Believers who are fanatical enough to be willing to sacrifice everything for their beliefs will also exclude those who do not stand with them.

Centuries of fanatical belief mixed with a little hint and cognitive anomaly, these Atonement soldiers are trapped in a fantasy.

They believe that their planet has fallen, and they believe that the Memeril Hive is full of demons that have infiltrated into it.

Their families were devoured by demons, and their neighbors were torn to pieces and smeared on sacred statues of the Emperor.

The angry Atonement Army is destroying the Memeril Hive bit by bit in the name of purifying demons. I wonder if they will go crazy when they wake up and see what they have done?

It's really exciting...

Rokas rubbed his hands and watched happily as the energy of the large array was gradually gathered. Soon they would be able to pull the planet into the subspace. By then, this place would become the core of the contamination of dozens of star areas. .

Luokasna couldn't help laughing out loud when she thought of this. The other changelings laughed together, and in the shadow of their laughter were the slain nuns and priests.

After all, they are not really corrupted, so these guard soldiers still need to be cleaned up, otherwise the hints on their bodies will be interfered by the subspace energy of the formation, which can easily cause big trouble for these demons.

The laughter stopped. Rokas waved to the changeling demon to stop. His brows furrowed slightly. Two little bugs sneaked into the church...

"Ha! Here!"

A bolt of lightning struck, destroying several benches and shattering an ornate pillar carved from white marble.

The invisible psychic shield was outlined as smoke and dust fell on it, making it impossible to enter. Two people suddenly stepped out of the dark shadow.

It was Judge Omar and psyker Rast who had arrived.

"Oh...my dear children, are you here to receive the teachings of the saints?"

Looking at the hypocritical smile of Archbishop Rokasna, Judge Omar activated the Ignatus-type power armor hidden under his robe.

These custom-made power armors for members of the Inquisition are not as durable as Astartes power armor, but these custom-made armors are far stronger than the models used by nobles, merchants, and battle sisters.

The thick ceramic armor is powered by electronic muscle beams, and the built-in hexagram amulet can disrupt psychic spellcasting.

Not only that, these armors also have the inquisitor's personal characteristics and modifications. The biggest characteristic reflected in Judge Omar's armor is the phobia of insufficient firepower.

You can hardly imagine that under Omar's loose robe, there are so many additional weapons, which can rival those of the great sages of the Mechanicus.

There is a storm arrow on each arm, and a chain saw is attached to it, making this weapon effective in close combat.

On both sides of the waist are a pair of missile launch bays with a square structure that telescope out. Although these highly reduced missiles are not as powerful as their original appearance, they save the step of throwing bombs.

In face-to-face combat, when all your attention is focused on the two storm arrows equipped with huge chain saws, the missiles on his waist will quietly shoot out, teaching you an unforgettable lesson. .

Two three-barreled automatic cannons retracted from the shoulders, and the infrared aiming on the weapons landed on Rokasna's forehead.

When Rokasna wanted to see how many illegal additional weapons there were on Omar's power armor, Omar seemed to be interested in hiding his firepower, and did not continue to transform.

The explosion of the missile splashed a large amount of solid fuel and quickly turned everything here into a sea of ​​flames.

The bullets projected by the Storm Arrow shone with a faint pale light, which was what it looked like when the psychic bolts were fired.

The change demons were helpless against the psychic bombs. They wanted to raise a shield to protect themselves, but they could only be disturbed by the anti-psionic power of the explosion and found it difficult to concentrate their efforts.

In the end, the Transformation Demon was firmly pinned in place by Rust's telekinesis spell, and his entire body was shattered by the Storm Arrow, turning into a shadow that melted behind Rokasna.

"Torture them! Kill them! Devour them!"

The change demons screamed in the shadows, and they survived by relying on the psychic shadow of Rokasna.

The spiritual energy in Rust's eyes was stirring, and the lightning in his hand was as thick as a giant python and he attacked Rokasna.

Facing the suppression of psychic bombs and the attack of lightning, Rokasna closed his hands, and the huge church began to collapse with his power.

The boulders on the ground and the falling ceiling structure flashed around Rokasna in an instant, and quickly turned into a heavy and solid wall.

"Cure!"

The blasphemous psychic power is injected into it, giving these substances the characteristics of psychic substances. Even if they are shattered by explosive bombs, they can still be stable under the strands of psychic energy mixed into them.

"boiling!"

Cruel eyes were fixed on Rust's figure, and he instantly felt that the blood in his body was beginning to boil, and his whole body became red and steamed up.

Rast can also use such a spell, but the effect is much weaker than that used by Lukasna.

All he could do was increase the influencer's heart rate and blood pressure, causing him to become exhausted and faint, but it was a bit outrageous to directly cause the whole body's blood to rapidly heat up like this.

The level of the demon in front of them was not something they could face. They had to be called Gray Knights. But Rust knew that he had no possibility of escaping. He had to either defeat the devil or turn into food.

"Unstable state!"

Rust took a gamble and used the demonic spells recorded in the book. Put the body's molecules into a phased state.

"Sanctuary!"

The second spell provides Rast with a force field that dispels the chaotic things when he enters the phase state, so that half of his body immersed in the warp can return intact.

Rokasna's gaze lost its focus for a moment, and the psyker who suddenly disappeared sneaked into the gap between the subspace and the material world to avoid the blood boiling death.

Ridiculous... Do you really think this can delay his death? Although I am only in a possessed state and am not as powerful as this demon, but you puny mortals also want to shake the great Rokasna?

Just a joke!

Rokasna smacked his palm and amplified the noise thousands of times, forming a destructive shock wave that pushed Omar away.

"Now is the time for you to die!"

While gazing, Rokasna saw Rast recovering from the phase state at the next moment. His invisible palm was ready to crush this ignorant mortal.

Ignatus type power armor