Otlama, the center of the Five Hundred Worlds once ruled by Robert Killiman, the regent of the Empire and the genetic protogen, is also the conscription home planet of the Ultramarines, and the capital of the Second Empire established to preserve the flame of human civilization during the Horus Rebellion.

At its peak, it could provide the Ultramarines with more than 250,000 Astarte Space Marines and billions of mortal soldiers to participate in the Emperor's Great Expedition, as well as a large number of warships and a host of other weapons and equipment necessary to build a huge army.

And unlike other regions that exploit civilians in a frenzy to obtain the planets that are produced to the limit, this is one of the very few places in the Empire that can be called a "beacon of civilization".

Although this is a highly populated nest planet, it is not the kind of desperate world where low-level civilians may never have the opportunity to see the sky for the rest of their lives, not only has a large area of parks, green belts, libraries and other public facilities, but also has been quite rich in daily life.

Even when the empire known as the "Ancient Night" declined, it always maintained a relatively rational way of thinking, rather than directly degenerating into decay and backward feudalism, slavery, and theocracy like most planets.

Contrary!

Otlama has always continued the glorious tradition left by the Lord of the Ultramarines of the past, upholding the imperial truth advocated by the Emperor to rule the people, and the average education level of ordinary people is probably second only to Terra, far ahead of the average of the Empire.

That's why, during the 10,000-year-long Dark Age, the planet was invaded by countless terrifying enemies, but it still stands.

The highly qualified populace understood what they were fighting for and what it meant if they were defeated, so they did their best to provide a steady stream of logistical supplies to the various warbands, and even the equipment of the mortal auxiliary army was a far ahead of the rest of the world.

After all, the concept of the Ultra Warrior Legion has always been to learn the operation of Brother Xuege and the city fortress, and the rest is to drag the opponent down in constant attrition.

Although, after the end of the Horus Rebellion, Robert Kiliman split the five hundred worlds he once ruled into smaller administrative units in planets and star systems to make up for the disloyal mistakes he had made in the creation of the Second Empire.

This directly led to the fact that the star field covered by the five hundred worlds was greatly reduced by the continuous encroachment of powerful enemies.

But at present, the warbands of thousands of people stationed here, split from the Ultramarines Legion, are still sticking to hundreds of fronts, and together with the mortal auxiliaries, they stubbornly block the three Chaos fleets led by the Demon Primordial Mortarian, Negro Pioneer Taifas, and the Great Impure Kugas.

The latter can only wander along some marginal planets on the outskirts of Otlama, sowing subspace plagues from Nurgle in the worlds of Espandar and Adiham, turning the living inside into walking corpses to besiege the fortified fortresses located on these planets, consuming the ammunition and spirit of the defenders, which is quite a bit of an undead natural disaster.

And this undoubtedly aroused Zuo Si's interest.

Because in terms of professionalism in this field, he is not inferior to the other party at all, and even stronger after combining the divine power bestowed by Talona with the natural plague of Azeroth.

After all, neither of these two plagues can be prevented or cured by so-called "scientific" methods.

Especially the former, when injected with enough divine power or quasi-divine power, even the gods themselves are not completely immune, let alone mere mortals or subspace demons.

It's just that Zuo Si doesn't really like this kind of pointless pure killing and destruction in his bones, so he has never really used it.

But when he saw the three Great Devils of Nurgle "getting an axe" under his nose, he finally couldn't help but plan to show up and show his hand to the other party and even the "loving father" behind him.

At this moment, on a foundry planet that had fallen to almost seventy percent of its land, Zuo Si was condescending to look down on the thousands of civilians who had been corrupted by the plague and turned into walking corpses, flocking like a tide towards a fortified fortress.

The Astarte warband, clad in blue-painted power mechs in the fortress, and the mortal auxiliary forces that have almost hundreds of millions of temporary signs come with full firepower, weaving a terrifying web of death.

Countless walking corpses have been torn to shreds by lasers, hot melt, physical shells, and bombs in their path, and the sky of flesh, explosions, and fire intertwine to form a magnificent symphony of war.

If it weren't for the destruction of the fleet and the loss of control over the planet's orbit, it is estimated that the orbital bombardment that the Human Imperial Navy is best at would have begun at this time.

Because these walking corpses are not the zombies with no intelligence and extremely fragile bodies in many biochemical disaster movies, but the subspace plague mutants boiled in the cauldron of the loving father Nurgle, not only moving extremely fast, but also growing all kinds of tentacles, organs, and enhanced biological armor according to the needs of the battlefield.

In some cases, when the body is burst, a green liquid or gas will flow out of the body and spread around.

But if someone accidentally smells it, it won't be long before it is distorted and corrupted.

In fact, the current defenders are already facing this terrible problem.

Many of them are fighting on the front line, and they have terrible symptoms such as fever, cough, erythema, herpes, and internal bleeding to varying degrees.

Inside the fortress, there were many isolated rooms filled with patients who had lost consciousness, their bodies had begun to decay in large parts and emitted a pungent stench.

If there is no external interference, the result waiting for this planet is to be completely occupied by Nurgle, and all living people will be infected by the plague and eventually transformed into various distorted forms, and then sent by Nurgle's fleet to other planets to continue to grow like snowball.

Through this continued slaughter and destruction of Otlama, the demonic primordial Motarian hopes to attract his newly awakened brother, Robert Kiliman, and then kill or capture him to please his great and loving father, Nurgle.

After all, all the primordials knew that Robert Kiliman's combat power was about the same, if not at the bottom, of the emperor's many heirs.

So the primordials who had taken refuge in the Chaos Evil God were each sharpening their knives and seeing it as their prey after learning that Robert Killiman had awakened.

Of course, Zuo Si is not interested in the civil war between the primitives.

Because these emperors used subspace power and genetic engineering to create a creation that could not be regarded as a human creation from a biological point of view, the actual combat power was just like that, and they could barely reach the level of demigods when they reached the sky, and there was no room for further rise.

With the knowledge and power that Zuosi now possesses, as long as he is willing to pay a sufficient price, he can easily create creatures that can compete with the original body.

In contrast, these raging subspace plagues piqued his interest even more.

"How, after observing for so long, do you have any thoughts on these subspace plagues?" Zuo Si suddenly asked without warning.

"Humph! Removing the supernatural parts that have blessed the power of the subspace, the rest is nothing more than an enhanced version of some common viruses, bacteria, and toxins. Is this worthy of being one of the four strongest evil gods in this universe? The so-called Nurgle is nothing more than that! ”

With a disdainful voice of disdain, Gianna, the newly summoned Lich King, showed naked and undisguised contempt.

After all, in terms of power, the plagues unleashed by these Nurgle's men were no match for the magical plagues of death used by the Scourge Legion.

Even if they can be sent to a hospital with a well-established medical system in the rear in time, there is a high probability that the patient can quickly recover and return to the battlefield to continue serving the Empire.

What's more, the Lich King Gianna with long white hair in front of him was still strengthened by Zuo Si with the divine power of Talona, and according to the rules of the Faren Continent, he was definitely an out-and-out voter.

In her eyes, if the plague and disease created by the evil god of Nurgle were only at this level, then it would be as far as she could.

When Zuo Si heard this, he couldn't help but smile and reminded: "I advise you not to underestimate Na Yan too much.

He is not only a god of plague and disease, but also a god who symbolizes the essence of life.

It's just that it was distorted by the mortal believers of this universe, and finally formed a terrifying projection of substance in the subspace.

Not only Nurgle, but also the subspace evil gods were very restricted in the physical universe, so they couldn't exert their full power at all.

But in any case, these crotch-pulling plagues are really a bit disappointing.

I want you to show him a little bit and show the self-righteous Motarian, Typhas, and Kugas what a truly invincible magical plague is. ”

"What do you mean...... Can I do it freely? ”

Gianna, the Lich King, looked up sharply, her eyes glinting with a chilling blue light beneath the Helm of Domination.

"That's right.

With the exception of the Human Empire, I authorize you to attack and transform any force in the entire galaxy, including the forces of Chaos, Eldars, Orcs, Zerg, Titanium Empire, and Space Necrons.

However, there are no souls in the space necromantic machines, and the level of technology is ridiculously high, so I don't recommend that you actively attack them.

Against such a complete mechanical body, the oil is their greatest nemesis.

Also, don't enter the subspace easily until the Scourge Legion under your command is on scale.

Because I need you to weaken or even replace Nurgle's influence in the real universe in the name of natural disasters. ”

Zuo Si unceremoniously gave an order to his entourage.

Due to the immortal nature of the subspace gods, replacing the other party with a subordinate or ally with similar abilities is the only feasible solution at this stage.

"As you wish!"

Gianna raised her chin slightly, and a proud and cold smile appeared, slowly pulling out the ghostly artifact Frost Sorrow, and jumped down from a height of thousands of meters.

As she fell, she quickly unleashed her ice magic and enveloped herself in a massive block of ice.

When it descended below a thousand meters, the diameter of this ice cube had expanded to the size of a meteorite of more than hundreds of meters, and then it smashed into the center of the battlefield with a bang under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

The scattered ice shattered in an instant, tearing apart the thousands of walking corpses and Astartes who had taken refuge in Nurgle.

The terrifying ultra-low temperature even dropped the ambient temperature within a range of more than tens of kilometers to about minus 260 degrees Celsius in just a few seconds, and countless walking corpses and death guards Chaos Space Marines who were still charging one second turned into ice sculptures the next.

The shocking picture that cannot be described in words even made the defenders of the Human Empire in the fortress subconsciously stop shooting.

The warband commander in the blue painted power mecha stood at the top, and his resolute and indifferent face showed a very rare expression of disbelief.

Although he had fought a tough battle against these chaotic forces for hundreds of years, and understood how terrifying and difficult the subspace forces at the disposal of the other party were, this was the first time he had encountered such a large-scale supernatural phenomenon.

Especially the figure of the woman with the sword in her hand full of beauty and cold temperament, it didn't look like a person of this era at all.

Just when the warband commander was a little confused, Gianna, the Lich King, had begun wielding Frost Sorrow to harvest the Nurgle walking corpses with a few souls left in their bodies, while unleashing the Scourge Plague enhanced by Talona's divine powers.

In just a few minutes, countless walking corpses and even death guards quickly fell and stood up.

Only this time, they no longer have any life or subspace aura on them, but are full of cold and dead servants of the Lich King.

What's even more terrifying is that the first thing these resurrected undead did after they rose up was to turn around and attack the vast and boundless army of Nurgle.

A high-level Nurgle demon who was commanding the battle on the front line showed an extremely shocked expression, and even the pus on his body were trembling uncontrollably, obviously unable to believe that he had always been the only one who used the plague to transform others, and today he was actually reversed by an unknown enemy with an even more terrible plague.

But the Lich King Gianna obviously didn't give him much time to react, and directly cast a teleportation magic in an instant, flashed to the front, raised the rune sword in his hand and pierced directly through his chest.

The demon of Nurgle was killed on the spot, and then his soul was torn apart by the power of Frost Sorrow, and the huge pus on his body exploded one after another, and the rotting and smelling muscles and internal organs were also transformed by the magical plague in a very short time.

In the blink of an eye, he was transformed from an ugly demon of Nurgle into a death knight wielding the power of frost and blight.

Not only the living walking corpses, but also the corpses and minced flesh on the ground that had been smashed by the Imperial defenders were pieced together one by one under the effect of frost magic, turning into half-necromantic and half-elemental creatures mixed with bone, flesh and ice, and they all picked up ranged and melee weapons that fell on the ground to join the battle.

Clearly, this is the terrifying power that Gianna Proudmoor, the genius frostmage of Azeroth, possessed after becoming the Lich King.

Compared to Arthas, who came close to being a pure warrior, she was the chosen one who could truly realize the full potential of the Helm of Domination and the Runic Sword, Frostmourn.

What is being staged on this planet at the moment is not a simple war, but a real showdown between natural disasters and natural disasters.

With the help of the Helm of Domination, Gianna can easily control hundreds of millions of undead minions, allowing them to execute a variety of complex tactics according to their will.

Whether it's the weapons and equipment abandoned by the human defenders or the logistical supplies of the Nurgle Legion, this Scourge army has quickly become powerful and simply impossible to defeat.

Some of the Void Whales, which were originally floating in populated areas to infect more humans, and the Nurgle demons transported inside their bodies, directly became the first valuable force of the Lich King Gianna to establish the Scourge Legion.

Even the Nurgle warship, which was docked in the orbit of the planet and covered with tentacles and had a somewhat indescribable style, fell one after another under Gianna's large-scale teleportation magic assault.

Eventually, the planet, besieged by the army of Nurgle, was transformed from a disgustingly filthy world into a zone of silence, coldness, and death.

Because the plague that Nurgle has put in front of him is still a part of life in the final analysis, and has no effect on the undead at all.

Subspace viruses and bacteria that can decompose and corrupt all flesh and blood will be killed by the force of death the moment they get close to the undead creatures.

There is no way to survive, let alone any large-scale transmission and infection.

You don't need to ask to know that Zuo Si has very accurately grasped the biggest weakness of Nurgle's forces this time, that is, the opposition between life and death.

Although some of the plagues brewed by the evil god Nurgle can even have an effect on inorganic substances such as metals, in the final analysis, the true nature he represents is life itself.

This also means that when encountering negative energy and the power of death, which contain diametrically opposed forces, they will immediately be pressed to the ground and killed.

Especially in the physical universe where subspace power is severely limited, the Lich King and the undead scourge she leads are Nurgle's natural nemesis.

"Well done, dear Gianna. I hope that the great Father will like the little surprise I have given him. ”

After watching the Nurgle forces on this planet being slaughtered and transformed into a huge army of undead from beginning to end, a playful smile suddenly appeared on Zuo Si's face.

He could already feel that with the growth of the Scourge Legion, the Lich King Gianna already had his own projection in subspace.

As long as the number of the Scourge continues to expand, even without strong emotions and beliefs, Gianna will be able to tear Nurgle's throne apart and become an evil god of death, cold, pestilence, and disease, exactly in opposition to Nurgle in terms of power.

When the time comes, the stronger Gianna will become, the weaker Nurgle's power will become.

Thinking of this, the pair of electronic eyes on Zuo Si's metal body flashed a red light, and then quickly disappeared in place through the subspace teleportation.

With his continued research and familiarization, he now basically does not need to use the connection of the Chrono Beacon Tower to obtain energy from the main body, and can easily achieve some magical effects such as teleportation just by using the energy of the subspace.

But what Zuo Si didn't know was that as soon as he left on his front foot, the defenders trapped in the fortress on his back foot began a heated discussion.

The leader of the Astarte War Regiment swept over his brother who looked nervous and tired, and asked in a slightly heavy tone: "According to the information transmitted from the reconnaissance drone, all the Nurgle troops on this planet have been cleaned up by the woman who suddenly appeared.

To be precise, she killed and transformed into some form that we simply can't understand.

Now let's talk about what to do, whether to send an envoy to negotiate with him, or to continue to stay in the fortress and wait for reinforcements to arrive?

The lives of all the soldiers and refugees inside the fortress are at stake.

You must know that with the supplies we currently have in reserve, we can only last for four months at most. ”

"What the hell is that woman? Some kind of powerful subspace creature or god? ”

A company commander with an officer's badge asked in a tone of uncertainty.

The War Leader smiled wryly and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know what that is.

But one thing is for sure, she can kill us all at any time by freezing the entire fortress if she wants to.

But instead of doing so, she helped us kill all the filthy enemies of Nurgle.

That is why I propose to send a messenger.

Also, ethnically, she was supposed to be a human, not some other alien creature. ”

Obviously, the last words of the war leader were the key to all the reasons.

Under the influence of 10,000 years of ignorant religion, the current empire is far more extreme in its admiration for human supremacy than the emperor in front of the golden throne.

Although it is not uncommon for a subhuman race to be accepted by the Empire, and even allowed to serve in the military, such as Oglin (a humanoid creature with low intelligence but an unusually strong body, which is very different from humans overall, and can reach a height of two and a half to three meters), and the Nezumi (a small humanoid creature with a short stature, who does not really look like a mouse, and is a very different race from the Skaven).

But on the whole, these non-human races are only a tiny minority, and they must have a very, very, very close appearance to humans.

Otherwise, with the darkness, ruthlessness and cruelty of the human empire, it basically adopts a strategy of exterminating the natives of the colonized planet.

Not to mention the foreign race, even when it comes to their own people who are also human beings, they are never soft.

Therefore, Gianna's standard human appearance, stature, and physical characteristics made the warlord suspect that this might be some "living saint" who had recently received the blessing of the God Emperor, just like Celestein, a popular idol widely known in the Empire.

The so-called "living saint" can actually be simply understood as the extraordinary combat power specially selected by the human emperor to target the subspace evil god and demon.

Celestine, for example, has the terrifying power to resurrect the dead and confront the most powerful demons head-on.

And the most interesting thing is that when there are those devices nearby that can suppress the power of the subspace, the power possessed by the living saint will be multiplied and weakened like the great demon.

Although the State Religion and the Inquisition have been trying to cover up and conceal the truth, anyone with a modicum of subspace knowledge can deduce how dangerous and terrifying the God-Emperor who sits on the Golden Throne has now become.

It could even be said that the entire human race is at stake.

Perhaps one day, the catastrophe of the birth of Slaanesh and the destruction of the spirit race will befall humanity again.

"Then send an emissary to try to get in touch. Anyway, our situation couldn't get any worse. ”

The Warband Consul Officer, who is an advisor and tactician, thought for a moment and voted in favor.

"I agree!"

"At least confirm the other person's identity first."

"I'm against it, what if this triggers a new round of attacks?"

"I also think it's a bit risky to make contact at this time."

All of a sudden, the officers of the Astarte Regiment were divided on this issue.

Just as they were arguing, a communications soldier suddenly rushed in from outside, panting and shouting, "Report! That...... The woman, with all her men under her control, had boarded the battleship and left the planet. ”

"What? You repeat it again! ”

The whole person of the battle group leader was stunned for an instant.

Not only him, but the rest of the Space Marine officers also took off their helmets with expressions of disbelief.

"You'd better see for yourself."

Without saying a word, the communications corps turned on the fleet, which captured the reversal of direction in the orbit of the planet by means of satellites and electronic equipment,

I saw that those space battleships that were originally covered with tentacles, mouths, and rotten cysts under the influence of Nurgle's power were now completely wrapped in crystal clear ice, and they actually turned around and flew directly towards another occupied planet, destroying the fortresses built by the enemy on the satellites along the way.

Is this really a friendly army?

The same question crossed the minds of all the Astarte warriors present.

After all, judging from the other party's series of actions, if it weren't for friendly forces, it really couldn't be explained.

After being silent for a long time, the battle leader was the first to come back to his senses and said with a serious expression: "Let the Star Whisperer come to see me immediately!" I think we'll have to report this to the Imperial Regent and the Parliament. ”

"Understood!"

The Messenger hurriedly stood in salute, then turned and trotted away at the end of the dark and narrow tunnel of the fortress.

With the release of the Lich King Gianna by Zuo Si, both the Human Empire and the subspace evil gods are bound to react, and the originally chaotic situation will become even more unpredictable.

……

At the same time, far away in the imperial capital of the solar system - Terra.

Grace had just comforted each other with a few close "good sisters", and was now lying naked on the bed applying a quick skin and muscle repair potion to cover up the whip to the flesh.

After all this, the nuns, who had the same sadistic and masochistic tendencies as her, reluctantly put on their clothes and kissed each other affectionately, then covered their faces with their hoods, and quickly disappeared into the darkness under the cover of night.

These nuns, whose minds are distorted and sick due to long-term repression, do not realize that after the brief catharsis just now, the seeds of pain have been imprinted in their souls.

From now on, every time you torture or be tortured by the other person, the pain will be transformed exponentially into the ultimate spiritual pleasure.

After a few uses, it will inevitably become completely addicted, and it will sink deeper and deeper into it, until it becomes a low-level devil controlled by Grace.

In this way, Grace was able to corrupt the bureaucracy at the heart of the empire bit by bit from within Terra.

With the convenience of being a Grand Nun, she has successfully converted more than 5,000 of her subordinates during her return to Terra.

If it weren't for the fear of alarming the Chief of the Interior Department, Violetta Roscaffler, or for attracting the attention of the Assassin Tribunal, a zero could have been added to the number.

Because you can't imagine how many unspeakable evils can be born within a human regime that has been in operation for 10,000 years.

Even after the return of the original body, a series of reforms and purges were carried out, it still could not change its incorrigible nature.

You must know that during the period when Robert Killiman became the regent of the empire and returned to power, the political situation in Terra was not all smooth sailing.

Several of the original council leaders jumped out to oppose it with fierce rhetoric, and even rebelled to force the original to back down, chanting that "the laws of the ancestors are immutable", and demanding that Robert Killiman stop all reforms and follow the ancient traditions of the empire.

Sadly, they apparently forgot that the original body represented the will of the Lord of Humanity who sat on the Golden Throne.

As a result, before they could make any waves, the Assassins of the Assassin's Court easily suppressed the voices of these conservatives through several successful assassinations.

Grace has seen it all firsthand, so she knows all too well how much untold darkness and secrets lie beneath Terra's calm surface.

And conservatives have not been purged or thrown in the towel because of the deaths of a few leaders.

They are still hiding in the shadows at the moment to accumulate strength, planning to wait for the original body to be injured in the Unyielding Expedition and fall into dormancy or simply die, and then jump out to seize power and put the empire back on the so-called "right track".

In fact, as the home planet of humanity, Terra's power struggle has never stopped, even during the emperor's personal rule, and special personnel were needed to balance the internal political factions.

It is also thanks to the conservatives who attract most of the attention that Grace's infiltration goes so smoothly.

Now, she has surreptitiously mastered more than twenty militant nuns, as well as key positions including the Hospital Nuns and the Scribe's Nuns.

As this network of darkness expands, it won't be long before you can gain a formidable military force that is absolutely subordinate to you.

While it can't compete with the Forbidden Army and those Astarte warbands, doing something in the dark can definitely cause a lot of chaos.

Just as Grace was standing in front of the huge mirror, admiring the perfect figure and black wings of the golden ratio in her devil form, she suddenly felt a shadow on the window behind her, and immediately turned around vigilantly and asked, "Who is there?" ”

"It's me, hostess."

With a soft voice, a nun in a black robe with a pair of black wings flew in from the windowsill, carrying a woman wrapped in a material resembling a gray gel coat.

Because the material is too tight, it looks like it has nothing to do with being naked.

What's even more incredible is that after losing consciousness and consciousness, her or his sex in terms of biological structure has been constantly changing.

At first, it was obviously female, but after a few seconds it became male again.

"A Kalitus assassin? Are you being targeted by the Assassin Court? ”

Grace's face changed slightly after confirming the identity of the captive.

The nun, who had completed her transformation from human to demon, hurriedly shook her head and explained: "No, it is not me who is being targeted, but the conservative Krosso.

It is clear that this guy who previously led the opposition to the Regency of the Reich regarding the reorganization of the logistics department has been liquidated.

Luckily, however, I was able to detect and take down the Assassin's attack in advance.

After this incident, Krosso has agreed to secretly work for you in exchange for our protection.

On top of that, he is already addicted to the pleasure of violence and masochism, and should soon reach the conversion standard.

At that time, no matter what his psychological calculations are, he can only obey your orders in the end. ”

"So the Assassin Court has done us a great favor?"

Grace's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly to reveal a playful smile.

The Devil Nun immediately replied, "Yes, master." And I believe that after this defeat, the Assassin Court should not move Croso again anytime soon. After all, with the Regent launching an expedition, the most important thing for Terra now is to maintain political stability. Once the conservatives get the grip on it, it will cause violent internal turmoil. This is not the outcome they wanted. ”

"Will the Inquisition also compromise because of political factors? Interesting......"

Grace reached out and gently stroked the unconscious Kalidus Assassin, her tone full of surprise and surprise.

Because in her impression, the Assassin Court has always been the type that will never retreat even if she hits her head and breaks her blood.

As early as the Horus Rebellion, as the founder of this institution, the closest comrade-in-arms of the Human Emperor, the Imperial Prime Minister Machado, once sent assassins one after another to assassinate the leader of the rebels, the war commander Horus.

You must know that it is the most powerful primordial body of the empire after the emperor himself, and it has also been blessed by the subspace chaos evil gods, and its combat power is fundamentally on the same level as mortals.

But the result?

Instead of giving up the mission, the Assassin Court sent another one after another, and later threw a large number of Assassins directly in Horus's face until the rebellion was quelled.

Since then, the Assassin's Court has been the most feared institution in the entire Empire after the Inquisition.

It's not that their style of conduct is not as ruthless as the court, it's just that they don't have the court's popularity.

Generally speaking, as long as you are targeted by the Assassin Court, you can basically hurry home and prepare for the future.

Because even if one assassination attempt is unsuccessful, there will be a second, third, and fourth time until the target is confirmed dead.

Even if you can't move someone temporarily for some special reasons, you will try your best to kill the other party after the turmoil passes.

"Master, what are you going to do with this assassin?" The Devil Sister asked cautiously.

"Put her here, I'll train her myself. Just in time, I can take this opportunity to reach my tentacles into the courtroom. ”

As she spoke, Grace raised her hand and tore the assassin's tight tunic to shred, and used her magical power to draw some faintly fluorescent substances from the opponent's body.

These were called "polymorphisms", and were special drugs used by the Kalitus assassins to change the shape of their bodies.

The reason why they can change whatever they want from spirit beauties to Orks orcs is because of these drugs they take, which is equivalent to the technological version of the shapeshifter.

When the drug was fully drained, the Assassin reverted to his normal human female form.

She looked to be in her thirties, with a toned body that had been cultivated over a long period of time, her long hair had been hammered to her heels with a braid, and her famous Star God Aspect Knife and Nerve Crushing Gun had long since been disarmed.

Without any hesitation!

After extracting the polymorphism, Grace immediately picked up the whip placed at the head of the bed and aimed it at the Assassin's naked body.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound of contact with the skin, a blood-drenched whip mark appeared directly on the latter's body.

For any normal person, they should not be able to stand the screams and wails at this time.

But the female Assassin of Kalitus remained motionless as if she didn't feel it at all, not even the slightest abnormality in her heartbeat or breathing.

"This is worthy of the elite of the Assassin Court, and this endurance is truly admirable. It's a pity, though. The pain you exude mentally cannot fool me. ”

As she spoke, Grace reached for the captive's ankle, trying to lift it upside down and shackle it.

But the moment she reached out to grab it, the Kalitus Assassin suddenly burst out, one hand instantly turned into an afterimage and stabbed into the eye, while the knee of her right leg bent and slammed into her lower body.

I have to say that this move is really quite vicious to attack the key points from top to bottom at the same time, and it is worthy of being an institution that can make the entire human empire fearful.

It's a pity that Grace is no longer mortal.

After becoming the Queen of Pain, she has more power than most of the Deep-Hellish Purgatory, and can continuously draw energy from the subspace to strengthen herself.

As a result, the moment the fingers and knees hit the target, there was a sound of bones shattering almost at the same time.

Click!

Click!

The Khalidus assassin only felt a sharp pain, his fingers were broken at a ninety degree right angle on the spot, and the part below the knee was completely unresponsive, and the whole person instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground with his head down.

At this moment, she realized that it was impossible for her to escape, so she subconsciously wanted to kill herself with her other hand, so as to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy and being tortured to leak information that should not be leaked.

This is also the style of the Assassin Court.

But before the Khalidus Assassin could assist in the actual action, she felt an invisible force field directly bind her firmly in place, unable to move, and her body slowly recovered from leaning forward and falling.

"Don't be in such a hurry to die.

Believe me, when you feel the ultimate pleasure and enjoyment of pain, you will soon forget all the boring notions of loyalty that the Inquisition has instilled in you.

Come on, my little cutie.

Let me teach you how to be happy.

It may be a bit painful, but once you get past a certain limit, the whole world will be different. ”

With a seductive whisper in her ear, Grace quickly cast an unknown spell to make the opponent's body extremely sensitive, and then picked up the thorny whip and whipped it down.

This time, the Khalidus Assassin could no longer hold back the pain and let out a heart-rending scream.

It's a pity that this room has long been subjected to the magic of sound isolation, and no matter how loud the sound is, it cannot be heard outside.