The horror didn't end there, as Sivir had feared beforehand, after coming into contact with some Chaos Being, the psionics in the Psyker Beacon in the Hazy Star Domain descended into madness.

Their minds are open to many unpredictable possibilities that exist in the past and in the future. Every change and scene, no matter how large or small the difference between them, flashed repeatedly in their minds.

They are now in a permanent state of mental tension.

After all the anomalies, the state church leaders in the psionic beacon and the leaders of the psionics hurriedly engaged in a brief discussion.

And the result of the discussion: restart the summoning ritual!

Countless psykers have returned to their places, and those who have gone missing have been replaced, and their psionic powers have begun to gather once more, but it will take some time for them to gather their power and re-enter the subspace.

A reboot plan is not a wise choice.

But whether out of loyalty to the Emperor or an intolerable fear of failure, the psionics of these psionic beacons have once again ventured into dangerous territory.

While the psionics responsible for the rituals attempted to re-enter the subspace, some of the psionics slaughtered the opposition at the behest of the ritual master.

In one of the halls of the Psionic Beacon, Mason, the leader of a psionic squad, spoke to the Anglican bishop in front of him.

"Bishop Ríos, I don't understand. Why should you resist the Emperor's return? ”

"Is your pious display all a cover-up?"

Surrounded by a group of psychic people, Bishop Rios holds the Word in his hand and recites the sacred prayer in his mouth. He already knew what was going to happen to him.

Words are too pale to change the situation. So Rios didn't want to pay attention to these psionics who had been blinded and had fallen into the trap of chaos without knowing it.

But he could not bear to be insulted by someone who had his faith, even if the person was involuntarily affected and his will was affected.

"Don't think that your filthy attempts to invade the minds of our leaders go unnoticed. The God Emperor will make you pay! ”

Masson, who heard Ríos's words, leaked a puzzled look, he didn't understand what Ríos was saying.

But it didn't matter, Ríos's words were not spoken to him, but to communicate with the being who dwelt in his heart and lurked in his mind.

"May the Emperor bless us ......"

Rios took out an imperial coin from his body and placed it in the palm of his hand.

Then, through the magic he mastered, he channeled the emperor's spiritual energy in the emperor coin, so that it could awaken the fighting spirit in the hearts and souls of nearby psionic people, and purify their hearts of filth.

When the Emperor's Light illuminated the room as if it were daylight from Ríos's hands, the psionics felt a sense of anomaly that they shouldn't be here, as if they had something more important to do.

But when they closed their eyes and tried to ponder it, the light emitted by the emperor coin in Ríos's hand gradually faded.

The Emperor Psionic Energy in the Emperor Coin had previously protected Ríos' will from being disturbed and his mind from erosion, and had already consumed most of his energy.

Just maintaining Ríos' mind almost consumed the psionic power of an Emperor Coin. So how can we rely on the only trace of energy left to awaken those blinded hearts.

Seeing that the last attempt failed, Rios held the Sacred Word to his chest, leaving two lines of tears on his face, waiting for death to come.

Rios, of course, is not afraid of death, but he also does not welcome it.

And what he cries about is that he will disappoint the emperor and the son who trust him, and that he will not be able to cleanse the heresy when the empire needs him most.

The psyker in front of Rios opened his eyes again, his eyes bloodshot and mad.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

A playful laugh suddenly appeared in Ríos's ears, followed by the sound of the rosary shield shattering.

Looking at Ríos's collapsed body, some desires in Marson's heart seemed to be released. Bloodshot gradually crept all over his eyeballs, revealing a bloodthirsty and fierce light.

Soon, he led his psykers to his next target.

Psionic teams like Masson were slaughtering all sorts of people they considered traitors under the orders of those high-level at this time.

Gunshots, explosions, psionic blasts, and all sorts of distractions appear all over the psionic beacon.

Not everyone who is targeted by the psionic team is as powerless as Bishop Ríos, and those who are in their right minds are naturally needless to say, and some members of the state church who have not yet awakened their psionic abilities also have good performances.

They use the emperor's spiritual energy in the emperor coins to perform all kinds of magic spells, and they have a strong killing effect on heretics. Those who are psionic can use divine magic to temporarily strengthen their own power by calling on the psionic energy in the Emperor Coins.

Cultists can attract followers with forbidden pleasures and dark rewards, while protecting hidden secrets with magic and malevolent curses. Then it doesn't make sense that the emperor's followers can't.

The power of sorcery and demonic knowledge is a powerful weapon against the threats facing the Empire. Therefore, despite knowing that it is cursing themselves, they may still be used by those who are willing to sacrifice their souls to defend humanity.

Those rituals and spells are just another tool to achieve a goal, and if the energy that drives witchcraft or magic is not obtained from the subspace through rituals, but from Emperor Coins, then the danger and horror of the power of the subspace will not attract those who perform it.

As for the rituals or abilities performed with Emperor Coins, the Empire calls them "divine arts".

Some of the loyalists successfully activated the alarm system in the psionic beacon during the hunt, and the accompanying shrill horn resounded throughout the psionic beacon.

But soon, the sound of sirens was replaced by the sound of fighting, and people did not realize the danger as those who were loyal thought.

Amid the flickering red light and alarms, most psykers' consciousness remained immersed in the subspace, unaware of what was happening in reality.

"Heretics thirst for the fire of salvation. Their mothers need to be afraid, for we will give this fire. ”

The remaining loyalists, having managed to send out a distress signal, launched a final battle against the psionics who were hunting them down.

As a result, predictably, these loyalists fell to the ground one by one, never to be able to get up again.

Their numbers are too scarce and scattered throughout the psionic beacons, and if they can unite, there may be a glimmer of chance.

But it is impossible, no one knows if coming to their side is a heretic, they cannot trust anyone around them. After all, those who hunted them down were their former companions.

Nothing in reality interfered with the summoning ritual, and countless psykers tried to contact the Torch, but they seemed to be doing useless work.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't touch the slightest bit of the torch.

These psionics were exhausted from the second time they activated the summoning ritual and came so far away in the subspace, and at that moment, a huge energy flowed into the psionic link shared by all the psionics in the psionic beacon.

One, or several, beings have lent their powers to these psionics.

And when these psionics came into contact with these beings, the hearts of these psionics resounded in unison. What started as a soft whisper turned into a strong cacophony, and countless voices began to speak in unison.

Before the psionics could come into contact with the Emperor, certain beings in the subspace came into contact with them.

Their minds coiled around the minds of the Empire's psykers, discussing, inducing them.

He will give us wealth, strength, prestige...... Everything we desire. Everything we will desire.

Price? Small meaning, no more than a tip. He just wants to know what is best for us, that he will help us, guide us, guide our ambitions and dreams.

She—they—claim to be aware of the secret knowledge of all mortals whispering to another mortal, and are willing to share it with us......

As long as we promise to let Him into our hearts. Just as they claimed. It's hard to even notice their presence.

A being kindly welcomed us. She didn't say much with words, but with sights, ideas, ideas. She seeped into the hearts of our psykers, so gentle and so gentle that it made us feel like she was there as always.

As long as we bring her into our flesh and blood.

She waited lovingly for our reply, just as a father waits for his doting child.

They were sure that we would say yes, yes, how could we not say yes?

Compared to what we gained, we paid a paltry price.

But as the psionics made their promises, nightmares ensued.

When the countless psionics in the psionic beacons fell into the hands of Chaos, a large amount of Chaos energy raged into their minds through their psionic links.

A large number of psykers could not accept this "gift", and their bodies were like balloons filled with water, and then when they reached their limits, they exploded with a bang.

And those who survived did not receive many benefits, their spirits went into madness, their flesh began to mutate under the influence of chaotic energy, and then began to attack their companions.

What was surprising was that the psionic team that was chasing others before suddenly woke up at this time. They realized what they had done and what crimes they had committed.

At this time, the psykers who had gone crazy with the summoning ritual attacked them. Before the psionic squad, which had been chasing others, had time to repent, they had to start a battle with these crazy psionics at the psionic beacon.

All of a sudden, the entire psionic beacon was filled with death and all sorts of negative emotions.

At the center of the Psionic Beacon, a golden throne built for the Emperor, a psychic avatar of immense energy sits on it.

He is the real-life body that psionics have created for the Emperor using the vast energy of the psionic beacons and countless Emperor Coins. Just guide the emperor's will to connect with it, and the emperor will be able to walk in the world again.

But at this point it seems impossible.

The psionic energy needed to summon an avatar and bring it to our universe has depleted the power of psionic beacons. Due to the failure of the plan, the psionic beacon has become an unlocked room at this point.

Behind this golden throne, a crack in subspace suddenly appeared. At first, it was only the size of a person, but it was expanding rapidly, and the countless psionics, countless deaths, and countless emotions in the psionic beacon all made this subspace rift expand rapidly.

Previously, those psionics had opened a window of reality and subspace in order to establish contact with the emperor in the subspace, but now under the control of the Chaos God, this small window gradually turned into a huge door.

And not only the psionic beacons, but also the several human worlds in this galaxy, chaos has stretched out its claws towards them.

Get everything? Pay a negligible price?

No, the price we pay is everything.

In an instant, the Empire didn't have time to react, let alone prepare countermeasures, several planets in the galaxy...... Nope.

What was once a thriving colony, now there is only death. The mighty fleets that once sailed through the Void are now only souls and wreckage. Everything is swallowed up by the end. Everything was taken away by subspace.

Subspace is not content to take a part of our population, they devour the entire planet, not just people, animals, buildings...... It's everything.

The planets were enveloped in a dense psionic fog and dragged into subspace.

On the psionic beacon, countless demons burst out of the cracks in the subspace.

When trouble arises, everything is in the slightning.

The golden door of the room began to glow within, as if an astonishing heat from the other side was rapidly piercing it. It was a myriad of demons trying to break the gate.

Large weapons installed around the room were immediately activated, and their muzzles were raised in preparation for fire. As countless extremely delicate and irreplaceable circuits gradually overloaded and exploded, arcs of lightning began to leap between the machines.

But as violent energy rushed out of the molten gates, it reduced those who got too close to ashes.

The delicate talismans carved into the surrounding buildings shrieked and blew up. All lighting in the room went out in a spark, and all weapons were destroyed.

A group of demons rushed out, with a sulfur-smelling body, and the fire around the building subsided in the blink of an eye, and those struck down by the impact turned into a circle of smoking corpses.

They howled and joined the battle between the psionics in the psionic beacons at this time, intending to cause more death and killing.

The appearance of these demons will speed up the growth of the subspace rift in the psionic beacon, and the larger subspace rift will allow more demons to appear in the building.