There is no clear dividing line between the Empire's sanctioned psionic powers and the forbidden sorcery. However, when I was in psionic school, I was told that direct kill spells, especially clever and efficient direct kill spells, should be used sparingly.

I've also been careful to restrain myself and try not to use psionic energy directly to kill enemies. I prefer to fight with a sword like a warrior, and psionic energy is often only used to provide secondary effects such as detection and protection, or to inflict damage through indirect means when forced to do so, such as stealthily pulling grenades from enemies......

It's not that psionic abilities are ineffective in direct damage, in fact, psionics who specialize in any realm can make their enemies die without resistance with just a single thought. For example, if I were to slaughter with psionic energy with impunity, a single psionic blade spell could tear apart any enemy within visual range, whether it was the weakest mortal soldier or the strongest reformed warrior. It is precisely because this method of slaughter is so efficient and fast that it has an addictive and deadly charm, giving people the thrill of dominating life and death.

But just as shooting a gun will bear recoil, hitting someone with a fist will also be affected by the force of the shock, as a spiritual energy that the will condenses and extends out, the effect of the shock it receives is directly on the soul, in other words, it is a backlash. Although the soul of a target who is too weak is extremely fragile and will not do much backlash damage, when used too many times, or when encountering a strong enemy, it is undoubtedly a way to cause people to fall quickly.

As a last resort, I would rather use dozens of tons of force to crush the enemy like a hammer than shape the force field into a sharp blade to pierce the enemy's body, even if the latter consumes only one-thousandth or even one-ten-thousandth of the former's strength.

At this moment, as soon as the psionic blade was fired, I realized that it was not good—demons were not only different from mortals, but even far superior to the transformed superhumans of the Chaos Space Marines, whose bodies themselves were condensed into an embodied evil will. Direct contact with this will is definitely the biggest taboo for me.

Psionic beings are certainly not mortal, but compared to truly powerful demons, we are not only physically but also soulful, and we are as fragile as mortals.

Once a Chaos Space Marine with thousands of years of combat experience, the demon's combat instincts were also extremely sharp, and he immediately changed his flight trajectory to try to dodge, so my blade didn't hit its body, only severing off a corner of its bat-like wings. But it was this small touch that immediately attracted the harshest psionic backlash!

The tyranny of the demons, and the despair and fear of the victims of the demons, exploded in an instant, almost completely shattering my original will and personality. The endless soul blast tore at my soul, leaving my mind in chaos and pain. At this moment, I realized that I really couldn't hold on.

Could it be that the fate of the psykers is about to befall me? Am I going to become the depraved one I hated the most, and I swore to fight for the rest of my life? Or will the soul be completely shattered and irretrievably become a victim of chaos? Or even more terrifying, a demon taking over my body?

No, it will never be today!

Even when my mind was completely confused, and even my consciousness was completely deprived, I could still feel the existence of my own personality, struggling against the erosion of the demonic soul. Not only that, but I also took out a heavy explosive bolt and fired indiscriminately in all directions, not hoping to hit the demon, but at least I could fly around with my recoil for a while, so that my body would not be cut by the demon without knowing it.

At the same time, a large number of grenades were taken out, and if it was really irretrievable, at least he could destroy his own body first, so as not to fall into the hands of Chaos.

The mad and blasphemous language of the demon kept ringing in my head, every word imbued with filthy power, every syllable enough to kill hundreds or thousands of mortals. And there's only one voice I can make.

For the emperor! For the Empire! For humanity!

"Calm down, you can do it." The third voice came out out of nowhere, different from the demon's chaos and madness, and different from my hoarse struggle, but really serene and steady, not loud, but so clear that it even drowned out the demon's roar for a while.

Someone is talking to me with psionic powers? In this case?

"Mood, elevate your mood ......"

Who the fuck is telling me what my state of mind is?

"Your fate is sealed, you will not perish here......"

There is nothing fatalistic in the dogma of the Empire, but the second half of the sentence seems acceptable.

As the voice spoke, the demon's roar faded into a dull one, and the bloody and terrifying visions before my eyes faded into light, and a bright golden silhouette appeared before my eyes, the back of a mighty giant......

The Emperor? Did the Emperor himself show up to save me?

The outline gradually became clear, and I could clearly see the flames and lightning blooming on him, and a pair of wings of light stretched out from his back, as if they could cover the entire universe. What a great embodiment of power! Looking up at the golden armor, I felt like I was drawing endless power from him.

But in the next moment, the illusion of light suddenly shattered in front of me, and what appeared in front of me was still a pitch-black universe, and the demon that was missing half of its wings was rushing towards me, and its flight movement seemed to be no longer as smooth and agile as before, and it had slowed down a lot.

No, it's not just the demon slowing down, I look at the heavy blast bolt in my hand, it's firing incredibly slowly, bullet after bullet casing jumping out. It takes less than a minute to drain a chain of 200 rounds when firing at normal full speed, but now it's better than a mechanical sniper rifle that requires a manual bolt pull.

The passage of time seems to have slowed down?

I felt psionic power flow out of me, filling a large space around me, distorting the physical structure of the space in a form I couldn't comprehend.

"Time is like a river, the fool can only go with the waves, but the wise can swim against the current, or you can stir the current......"

For a moment, I couldn't understand the content of these words. And in the moment of my astonishment, the demon's twin axes slowly and unstoppably slashed down, breaking through my psionic shield and then slashing through my body.

I saw my head leave my neck, and my torso brutally torn from my waist with a chainsaw axe, splatters of blood quickly congealing in the cold void and scattering in all directions......

No! This won't be the end for me!

"Yes, you can reverse this qiē." The voice said.

"Sue sù what should I do!" I yelled eagerly.

Even though it's hard to believe, I'm sure what I've just experienced isn't a hallucination. I...... Already dead......

Or rather, I'm dying. No one can survive being beheaded and decapitated, and my current mind can only save zài for a few seconds.

But, according to that voice, it seems like I still have a chance?

My head floated helplessly in the void, my consciousness drifting away, and before it was completely gone, the glowing vision of the scene reappeared before me. The dazzling golden figure slowly turned in front of me......

Has the Emperor come to meet me? I am not religious, but I am not deficient in loyalty and courage, and I should be worthy to be chosen by the Emperor to stand at his right hand......

The vision became clearer and clearer, and I could already clearly see the incomparably ornate patterns on the golden armor, and the long red hair that looked like a raging flame. He turned completely away and approached me with an eye full of infinite wisdom that seemed to me to comprehend the knowledge contained in that gaze......

Knowledge is the power to change the world, and knowledge is power!

Wait, that emperor looks a little wrong......

But I didn't have time to think about the emperor's appearance, and the reality was running out of time for me, and I only had one last chance.

With the help of the knowledge gained in that moment, my mind transcended the three-dimensional space of reality and touched the river of time. It's something that can't be described in a language I know, because the people who invent and use it are like summer bugs, and time is like winter snow to them, heard of but never seen.

I can not only touch it, but I can also twist it.

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