Reason and years of habit tell me that the most correct choice for me now is to destroy the book at once, and then go through a long and rigorous prayer and atonement ritual to purify my defiled body and mind. However, in addition to reason and habit, another idea was born: this book, which contains the forbidden knowledge that can resist the erosion of subspace, and even have the ability to understand and control it. This unclean thought sprouted in my heart and spread rapidly, taking over almost the entire ...... of my mind

Damn wolves, they dragged me into this dangerous world without even giving me a word of notice, and it was all their fault - faintly, I even had such thoughts inexplicably.

What little reason is left to tell me, it's clear that it's a whisper of temptation from chaos. I'm rigorously trained to resist this temptation, and if it's in the real world, no matter how difficult the situation is, as long as I still have a clear mind, I can survive this test.

However, I was in a subspace at this time, and reality did not allow me to calm down and fight against unclean whispers. It's a difficult matter of choosing between not accepting knowledge from the enemy and then being eroded by subspace, or accepting that forbidden knowledge and heading to irreversible depravity. Either way, what awaits me is an irreparable nightmare.

Many times I have seen my peers being eroded by subspace, the filthy energy taking possession of their souls and twisting and mutating their flesh and blood into terrifying demonic forms, endless terrifying energy pouring out of them, like a boiling wave sweeping over the surrounding creatures, and the mortals with weak wills could not survive even for a few seconds under this violent energy surge. If the psionic is strong enough, his body will become an even more terrifying window into a subspace window, from which the embodied demons will pour out in a never-ending slaughter until they are wiped out by humans at great cost......

As for the fate of **, I have seen a lot. There is no shortage of fallen psionics among the putschists. The traitors whose minds have been tainted by chaos have unsurprisingly gained greater power than before, but they have not had much time to indulge in the pleasure of this power, and at the moment of their fall, the fate of the traitors is already decided, and the judgment of the Empire will come to them mercilessly, the difference is only sooner or later, or the form of the judgment - whether it is the end of the purifying flame of guns, swords, or promethium fuel.

To avoid these two horrible fates, the only thing I could do seemed to be to pull out my pistol and shoot myself in the head...... The survival instinct told me that it would be good to live even a second longer, so I ignored the choice.

The remnants of reason told me that I must not reveal the secrets of this book to the wolves around me. With the blood feud between the wild wolf and the thousand sons that lasted for 10,000 years, once they knew that there was a book of the thousand sons with me, even if it was not taken by me on my own initiative, my end could be imagined. Wild wolves only care about their own emotions and never make any sense.

As the erosion of chaos becomes more and more severe, I can't help but think that if I just take a sneak peek and be able to resist the most urgent problem at the moment, there should be no serious consequences......

So I stretched out with my consciousness, touched the title page of the book, and gently turned it over.

It seemed that the whole world was new to my perception just the moment I came into contact with it, as if it had just been thoroughly cleaned. All around me, the pervasive and pervasive erosion from subspace suddenly vanished, as if I was no longer in a turbid ocean filled with raging currents of corrosive energy, but a cool, clean spring of water. The mildness and coziness of this feeling almost fascinated me, and I only wish that this moment would last forever.

I knew it was a powerful display of power in this tome of chaos, and I was blown away. An invisible and silent force poured out from the pages, protecting me from the intrusion of subspace, and at the same time making my thoughts clear and clear, and the fatigue of the long battle was swept away. Now I'm back in the fight, in a new and heyday style.

It's just that now is not the time for me to fight. While protecting me, the pages also conveyed some information to me. Unlike the insanely twisted temptations of the imagination, this information is only a list of coherent narratives and logical arguments, without any emotion.

It seems that this is a purely intellectual book and does not carry the danger of depravity?

The books tell me are the basics of psionic power, and I can even say common sense, and most of the content I have even studied in psionic colleges. But there are some aspects that have also answered the doubts that I have been buried in my heart for a long time, and I suddenly have a feeling of enlightenment.

The book gives a set of step-by-step and hierarchical spiritual energy cultivation system. What is surprising is that the criterion of this system is not the amount of energy that I usually think I control, but a concept of "state of mind" or "mental method" that I have never heard of before.

In this system, there are 10 levels of state of mind, which are participants, devotees, sensibles, practitioners, philosophers, juniors, great achievers, liberated ones, chief teachers, gurus, and gurus. The first four layers belong to one stage, the last three layers belong to the second stage, and the last three layers are the highest stage. The first stage is the apprentice level, which details the situation of each floor, while the next two stages are full mages and advanced mages, but the pages of the book do not give me a detailed explanation.

A mere name doesn't mean much. According to this system, my own level is at the top of the practitioner, not yet at the level of a philosopher.

In vain, I pride myself on being the highest level battle warlock in the empire, and I haven't even graduated as an apprentice in the division of the thousand sons' system!

How can this be embarrassing?

When I awakened the psionic energy in my hometown, as a wild psionic person who had not yet received formal education, I belonged to the first layer at that time, and I could only slowly grope for myself, and I didn't work when I failed. After arriving at the Psionic Academy in Sacred Terra, during my five years of college career, I experienced the level of faith and understanding, gained a basic understanding of the source of psionic energy, that is, subspace, learned the various schools of psionic energy, mastered many kinds of spells, and trained several of them with ease, and then I was kicked out of the academy and thrown into the battlefield. In my 20-year career in the war, I have improved by leaps and bounds in practice, but I have never been able to calm down and make myself a step better. Now, every time I finish casting a large spell, I have to rest for a long time so as not to fall into a backlash. And only after entering the second stage, after making a small achievement in spiritual energy, can it be regarded as being able to achieve a handy Cheng dù.

By the way, in order to protect me from the contamination of the subspace, the current page has forcibly raised my state of mind to the highest level of the official mage, that is, the level of the freed. In this state of mind, I feel that I have completely lost the danger of being counterattacked, and I can grab the endless power of the subspace to my heart's content. The second stage alone is already so clever, so what will the third stage look like? The page didn't tell me anything, and I felt it was because it didn't think I was good enough to pursue something that far away.

I also don't like to pursue goals that are too ethereal, and the goals that are close to me are the most important ones. Moreover, now that I have enough practical experience, all I need to break through to the realm of philosophers is a little bit of meditation.

What can a true psionic master do? Is it the same as Velheim? But I vaguely felt that Velheim seemed to be only instinctively using his innate violent brute force, without the slightest skill or state of mind—in terms of the division of levels, it was probably worse than the level I had when I was in the academy......

This system is not based on the total amount of power, so there is no way to tell me how to rise to the alpha level. I don't know if this is a pity.

The pages didn't tell me more, and I needed some time to sort out and digest the knowledge. But now is also not a good time to learn. With a violent shock, I felt like I was out of the subspace and back into reality.

Calmly glancing around, we were in the midst of a large group of heretics, a handful of Chaos Space Marines, and a few bloodletter demons, the ground covered in blood with a summoning circle of evil runes, and it looked like a demon-summoning ritual was underway. And it seems that we have been summoned along with the demons.

Just like the last time Velheim appeared, the energy storm set off when he broke through the space barrier swept through a large area, and a group of people in the vicinity were blown in all directions. In the distance, those who thought they had summoned some powerful demon were kneeling on the ground in worship. Only the Chaos Space Marines and demons noticed something was wrong, but they hadn't had time to fully understand it.

This gave me a head start, and my sword was already hungry!

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