A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Ultramar, the center of the five hundred worlds once ruled by Robert Guilliman, the imperial regent and primarch, is also the recruiting home planet of the Ultramarines Legion, and was established to preserve the fire of human civilization during the Horus Great Disaster. Capital of the Second Empire.

At its peak, it could provide the Ultramarines Legion with more than 250,000 Astartes Space Marines and billions of mortal soldiers to participate in the Great Crusade launched by the Emperor, as well as the massive battleships and other equipment necessary to form a huge army. A range of weapons and equipment.

And unlike other regions that obtain extreme production through crazy exploitation of civilians, this is one of the few places in the empire that can be called a "lighthouse of civilization."

Although this is a highly densely populated hive planet, it is not a desperate world where lower-class civilians may never have the opportunity to see the sky throughout their lives. It not only has large areas of parks, green belts, libraries and other public facilities , and at the same time, he has always been quite wealthy in daily life.

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

Quite the opposite!

Ultramar has always continued the glorious tradition left by the lord of the Ultramarines Legion, adhering to the imperial truth advocated by the emperor to rule the people. The average education level of ordinary people may be second only to Terra, far ahead of Imperial average.

This is also the reason why during the dark period that lasted for ten thousand years, this planet was invaded by countless terrifying enemies, but it still stood firm.

The high-quality people understood why they were fighting and what it would mean if they were defeated, so they tried their best to provide a steady stream of logistical supplies to each battle group. Even the equipment of the mortal auxiliary army was far ahead of other places.

After all, the philosophy of the Ultramarines Corps has always been to learn how to operate and fortify the city, and the rest is to forcefully wear down the opponent through constant consumption.

Although after the Horus Heresy ended, Robert Guilliman split the five hundred worlds he once ruled into planets and star systems in order to make up for the disloyal mistakes he had made in creating the Second Empire. Smaller administrative units.

This directly caused the star field covered by Five Hundred Worlds to shrink significantly under the continuous encroachment of powerful enemies.

However, the battle group currently stationed here, split from the Ultramarines Legion and consisting of thousands of people, is still holding on to hundreds of fronts along with the mortal auxiliary army to tenaciously block the attack by the Demon Primarch Mortarion and Nurgle Herald Taifar. There are three Chaos fleets led by Kugas the Great Unclean One.

The latter can only wander around some of the fringe planets outside Ultramar, spreading the subspace plague from Nurgle in worlds such as Espandor and Adiham, turning the living people inside into walking zombies to besiege the surroundings. The strong fortresses on these planets consume the ammunition and energy of the defenders, which is a bit like a natural disaster of the undead.

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 is even stronger after integrating the divine power given by Talona and the natural disasters and plagues of Azeroth.

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

Especially the former, when enough divine power or divine-like power is injected into it, even the gods themselves cannot be completely immune, let alone mere mortals or warp demons.

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

But after seeing the three Nurgle demons "playing tricks" under his nose, he finally couldn't help but plan to show up to them and even the "loving father" behind them.

At this moment, on a forged planet that had lost almost more than 70% of its land, Zuo Si was looking down from a high position at thousands of civilians who had been corrupted by the plague and turned into zombies, rushing towards a solid fortress like a tide.

The Astartes battle group in the fortress, wearing blue-painted power mechas, and almost hundreds of millions of mortal auxiliary armies who came from temporary warnings were fully engaged, weaving a terrifying web of death.

Countless zombies were torn into pieces by lasers, melt, physical shells and bombs on the charge. The sky full of flesh and blood, explosions and fire intertwined to form a magnificent symphony of war.

If the fleet had not been destroyed and lost control of the planet's orbit, it would have probably begun the orbital bombing that the Human Empire Navy is best at.

Because these walking zombies are not the zombies with no intelligence and extremely fragile bodies in many biochemical disaster movies, but the subspace plague mutants cooked in the cauldron of the loving father Nurgle. Not only do they move extremely fast one by one, but they also move extremely fast. Various tentacles, organs, and enhanced biological armor will grow according to battlefield needs.

After some bodies are exploded, green liquid or gas will flow out of the body and spread to the surroundings.

If someone accidentally smells it, it won't take long for them to be distorted and corrupted.

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

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

Inside the fortress, there are many isolated rooms filled with patients who have lost consciousness, their bodies have begun to rot in large parts, and emit a pungent stench.

If there is no external intervention, the result waiting for this planet is to be completely occupied by Nurgle. All living people will be infected by the plague and eventually transformed into various twisted forms, and then be sent to other planets by Nurgle's fleet to continue. It snowballed.

The demon primarch Mortarion hopes that by continuing to massacre and destroy Ultramar, he will attract his newly awakened brother Robert Guilliman, and then kill or capture him to please him. The great loving father Nurgle.

After all, all the Primarchs knew that Robert Guilliman's combat prowess was almost, if not at the bottom of the Emperor's many heirs.

Therefore, after the primarchs who had surrendered to the Chaos Evil God learned that Robert Guilliman had awakened, everyone was sharpening their knives and regarded him as prey.

Of course, Zuo Si was not interested in the civil war between the Primarchs.

Because these emperors used subspace power and genetic engineering to create them, they cannot be considered human creations from a biological point of view. Their actual combat effectiveness is just that. They can barely reach the level of demigods, and there is no room for further improvement.

With the knowledge and power Zuo Si currently possesses, as long as he is willing to pay a sufficient price, he can easily create a creature that can compete with the original body.

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

"How about, after observing for such a long time, what do you think of these subspace plagues?" Zuo Si suddenly asked without warning.

"Hmph! Excluding the supernatural part that empowers the power of subspace, the rest are just enhanced versions of ordinary viruses, bacteria and toxins. Is this worthy of being one of the four most powerful evil gods in the universe? The so-called Na Ku is nothing more than that!”

Accompanied by a dismissive voice, Lich King Jaina, who had just been summoned, showed naked and undisguised contempt.

After all, in terms of power, the plagues released by these Nurgle men are really incomparable to the magical plagues containing the power of death used by the Scourge.

Even as long as they can be sent to a hospital with a complete medical system in the rear area in time, the patient will most likely recover quickly and return to the battlefield to continue serving the empire.

What's more, the Lich King Gianna with long white hair in front of her was strengthened by Zuo Si with the power of Talona. According to the rules of Faerun, she is definitely an out-and-out chosen one.

In her eyes, if the plagues and diseases created by the Evil God Nurgle were only of this level, then they could just go as far as they wanted.

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

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

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

Not only Nurgle, but also the subspace evil god is very restricted in the physical universe, so it is impossible to exert its full power.

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

I hope you can show him a little bit, and let the self-righteous Mortarion, Typhas and Qu'gas understand what a truly unrivaled magical plague is. "

"You mean... I can let go and do something big?"

Lich King Jaina suddenly raised her head, and the eyes under the helmet of dominion flashed with a blue and piercing cold light.

"That's right.

In addition to the Human Empire, I authorize you to attack and transform any force in the entire galaxy, including Chaos forces, Eldar, Orks, Zerg, Tau Empire, and Necrons.

However, since the Necrons do not have souls in their mechanical bodies, and their technological level is ridiculously high, I do not recommend that you actively attack them.

To deal with this complete mechanical body, Shuoyou is their biggest nemesis.

Also, don’t enter the subspace easily before the Scourge Legion under your command has formed a large scale.

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

Zuo Si gave the order to his follower unceremoniously.

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

"As you wish!"

Jaina raised her chin slightly with a proud and cold smile, slowly pulled out the glowing artifact Frostmourne, and leapt down from a height of several thousand meters.

As she fell, she quickly released her ice magic and wrapped herself in a huge ice cube.

When it dropped below a thousand meters, the diameter of the ice block had expanded to the size of a meteorite exceeding several hundred meters, and then it crashed into the center of the battlefield with a bang under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

The scattered ice instantly tore into pieces the thousands of walking corpses and Astartes who had taken refuge in Nurgle.

The terrifying ultra-low temperature even reduced the surrounding ambient temperature within tens of kilometers to about minus 260 degrees Celsius in just a few seconds. Countless walking zombies and Death Guard Chaos Space Marines who were charging just a second ago were attacked. , turned into ice sculptures in the next second.

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

The commander of the battle group wearing a blue-painted power mecha stood at the highest point, with a rare expression of disbelief on his resolute and cold face.

Although he has been fighting hard battles with these chaotic forces for hundreds of years and understands how terrifying and difficult the subspace power controlled by the other party is, this is the first time he has encountered such a large-scale supernatural phenomenon.

Especially the female figure with a long sword in her hand who is full of beauty and cold temperament. She does not look like a person of this era at all.

Just when the chapter commander was a little confused about the situation, Lich King Jaina had already begun to use Frostmourne to harvest those Nurgle zombies with some souls left in their bodies, and at the same time released the zombies strengthened by Talona's divine power. Natural disasters and plagues.

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

Only this time, they no longer have any life or subspace breath in them, but are filled with cold and dead servants of the Lich King.

What's even more terrifying is that the first thing these resurrected undead did after they got up was to turn around and launch an attack on the mighty and boundless Nurgle army.

A senior Nurgle demon who was commanding the battle on the front line showed an expression of extreme astonishment. Even the pustules on his body were trembling uncontrollably. It was obvious that he couldn't believe that he had always been the only one to use plague to transform others, and today he was actually killed. The unknown enemy in turn reverse-transformed it with an even more terrible plague.

But Lich King Jaina obviously wouldn't give him much time to react. She immediately cast teleportation magic to flash forward, raised the rune sword in her hand and passed directly through the chest.

The Nurgle Demon was killed on the spot, and his soul was torn apart by the power of Frostmourne. Huge pustules on his body exploded one after another, and his rotten and stinking muscles and internal organs were also transformed by the magical plague in a very short period of time.

In just a blink of an eye, he was transformed from an ugly Nurgle demon into a death knight who controlled the power of frost and disease.

Not only the living zombies, but also the corpses and pieces of meat on the ground that had been beaten to pieces by the imperial defenders were pieced together one by one under the influence of frost magic, turning into a mixture of bones, flesh, and ice. Half-dead and half-elemental creatures picked up the long-range and melee weapons that fell on the ground and joined the battle.

Obviously, this is the terrifying power that Jaina Proudmoore, the genius frost mage of Azeroth, possesses after becoming the Lich King.

Compared with Arthas, who is close to a pure warrior, she is the chosen one who can truly bring out the great potential of the Helm of Domination and the Rune Sword - Frostmourne.

What is happening on this planet right now is not a simple war, but a true showdown between natural disasters.

With the help of the Helm of Domination, Jaina can easily control billions of undead servants, allowing them to perform various complex tactics according to her own will.

Whether it was the weapons and equipment abandoned by the human defenders or the logistics supplies of the Nurgle Legion, this natural disaster army quickly became powerful and impossible to defeat.

Some void whales that originally floated in densely populated areas to infect more humans, as well as the Nurgle demons transported within their bodies, directly became the initial valuable force for the Lich King Jaina to establish the Scourge.

Even the Nurgle warships docked in the orbit of the planet and covered with tentacles, which were somewhat indescribable, fell one after another under Jaina's large-scale teleportation magic attack.

In the end, the planet, which was about to fall completely under siege by Nurgle's army, turned from a world of disgusting filth into a region of silence, coldness and death.

Because the plague unleashed by Nurgle is ultimately a part of life and has no effect on the undead.

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

There is no way to even survive, let alone large-scale spread and infection.

You don't need to ask to know that Zuo Si 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, what he represents is life itself.

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

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

"Well done, dear Jaina. I hope the great and loving father will like the little surprise I gave him."

After admiring from beginning to end that all the Nurgle forces on the planet had been slaughtered and transformed into a huge undead army, a playful smile suddenly appeared on Zuo Si's face.

He could already feel that with the growth of the Scourge, Lich King Jaina had her own projection in the subspace.

As long as the number of Scourge continues to expand, even without strong emotions and beliefs, Jaina can tear apart Nurgle's throne bit by bit and become an evil god symbolizing death, cold, plague and disease, just in terms of power. Opposed to Nurgle.

The more powerful Lich King Jaina becomes, the weaker Nurgle's power will become.

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

With continuous research and familiarity, he now basically does not need to use the connection of the hyperspace beacon tower to obtain energy from the main body. He can easily achieve some spell effects such as teleportation by just using the energy of subspace.

But what Zuo Si didn't know was that as soon as he left, the defenders trapped in the fortress started a heated discussion.

The leader of the Astartes Chapter glanced at the nervous and exhausted brothers beside him, and asked in a slightly heavy tone: "According to the information transmitted from the reconnaissance drone, all Nurgle armies on this planet have been Cleaned up by the woman who appeared out of nowhere.

To be precise, he was killed by her and transformed into some form that we cannot understand at all.

Now let’s talk about what we should do. Should we send an envoy to negotiate with him, or should we continue to stay in the fortress and wait for reinforcements to arrive?

At stake is the life of all soldiers and refugees inside the fortress.

We must know that with the supplies we currently have in stock, we can only last for four months at most. "

"What exactly is that woman? Some kind of powerful warp creature or deity?"

A company commander with an officer's logo asked in an uncertain tone.

The Chapter Leader smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know what it is.

But what is certain is that if she wants, she can kill us all by freezing the entire fortress at any time.

But instead of doing this, she helped us kill all those filthy enemies of Nurgle.

This is why I proposed sending an envoy.

In addition, from a racial point of view, she should be a human being, not some other alien creature. "

Obviously, the Chapter Master's last words are the key to all the reasons.

Under the influence of 10,000 years of ignorant religion, today's empire's admiration for human supremacy is far more extreme than before the emperor sat on the golden throne.

Although it is not that there are no demi-human races that are close to humans in appearance, they are accepted by the empire, and are even allowed to join the army and serve the empire. For example, Ogryn (a humanoid creature with low intelligence but extremely strong body, is generally similar to humans) The difference is very small, the height can reach two to three meters), Skaven (a short humanoid creature that does not really look like a mouse, and belongs to a completely different race from Skaven) .

But overall, these non-human races are only a very small minority, and they must have an appearance that is very, very, very close to humans.

Otherwise, with the darkness, coldness and cruelty of the human empire, the strategy adopted against the indigenous people of the colonial planet is basically to eliminate them all.

Not to mention foreigners, they are never merciless even when they attack their own humans who are also human beings.

Therefore, Jaina's standard human appearance, body shape, and physical characteristics made the Chapter Leader suspect that she might be a "living saint" who was recently blessed by the God-Emperor, just like Celestine, a popular idol well-known in the Empire. Same.

The so-called "living saints" can actually be simply understood as the extraordinary combat power specially selected by human emperors to compete with the evil gods and demons of subspace.

Take Celestine, for example. She has the terrifying power to resurrect the dead and face off against the most powerful demons.

And the most interesting thing is that when there are devices that can suppress the power of the warp nearby, the power of the living saint will be doubled like that of the big devil.

Although the State Church and the Heretic Tribunal have been trying to cover up and conceal the truth, anyone with a little knowledge of subspace can deduce how dangerous and terrifying the God-Emperor sitting on the Golden Throne has become after learning this information. The presence.

It can even be said that the entire human race is in danger.

There is no telling which day the disaster of the birth of Slaanesh and the destruction of the Eldar will befall humanity again.

"Then send an envoy to try to make contact. Our situation can't get worse anyway."

The Chapter Consul, an advisor and tactical expert, thought for a moment and voted in favor.

"I agree!"

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

"I object. What if this triggers a new round of attacks from the other side?"

"I also feel that contact at this time is a bit too risky."

For a time, the officers of the Chapter Astartes were divided on this issue.

Just as they were arguing, a communications soldier suddenly rushed in from outside and shouted breathlessly: "Report! That...that woman, with all the men under her control, had boarded the battleship and left here. planet."

"What? Repeat it again!"

The Chapter Leader was stunned for a moment.

Not only him, but the other Space Marine officers also took off their helmets and showed expressions of disbelief.

"You'd better see for yourself."

Without saying a word, the communications soldier opened the satellite and electronic equipment to capture the fleet changing direction in the planet's orbit.

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 actually turned around and headed directly towards another occupied planet. Flying there, he also destroyed the fortress and fortress built by the enemy on the satellite along the way.

Is this really a friendly force?

The same question came to the minds of all the Astartes warriors present.

After all, judging from the opponent's series of actions, it is a bit unexplainable if it is not a friendly force.

After a long silence, the Chapter Leader was the first to come back to his senses and said with a serious expression: "Let the Astropath come to see me immediately! I think we must report this matter to the Imperial Regent and the Council."

"clear!"

The signal soldier quickly stood at attention and saluted, then turned around and trotted away and disappeared at the end of the dark and narrow fortress tunnel.

With Lich King Jaina being released by Zuo Si, both the human empire and the warp evil god are bound to react in some way, and the originally chaotic situation will become even more unpredictable.

…

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

Grace had just comforted each other with a few close "good sisters" and was currently lying naked on the bed applying a medicine to quickly repair damaged skin and muscles to cover up the bruised body caused by whipping.

After all this was done, these nuns who shared her sadistic and masochistic tendencies reluctantly put on their clothes and kissed each other affectionately. Then they covered their faces with hoods and quickly disappeared into the darkness under the cover of night. among.

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

From now on, every time the pain caused by torturing or being tortured by the other party will be doubled and transformed into the ultimate spiritual pleasure.

It won't take a few times to become completely addicted, and it will sink deeper and deeper until it becomes a low-level devil controlled by Grace.

In this way, Grace was able to corrupt the central bureaucracy of the Empire bit by bit from within Terra.

With the convenience brought by the special status of the Grand Sister, she has successfully transformed more than 5,000 subordinates during her return to Terra.

If it weren't for the fear of alerting Violetta Roscavler, the director-general of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, or attracting the attention of the Assassin's Court, a zero could be added to this number.

Because you simply can’t imagine that after a political regime composed of humans has been running for 10,000 years, how many countless crimes will be born within it.

Even if a series of reforms and purges were carried out after the original body returned, it still could not change its completely irredeemable nature.

You must know that during the period when Robert Guilliman returned to power as the Imperial Regent, Terra's political situation was not all smooth sailing.

Several high-ranking members of the original Council came out with fierce objections, and even started a rebellion to force the Primarch to give in. They shouted "the laws of the ancestors are immutable" and asked Robert Guilliman to stop all reforms and follow the ancient traditions of the empire. .

But unfortunately, they apparently forgot that the original body represented the will of the Lord of Mankind who sat on the Golden Throne.

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

Grace has witnessed all this with her own eyes, so she knows very well how many unknown darkness and secrets are hidden under Tyra's calm surface.

Moreover, the conservatives have not been completely purged or surrendered because of the deaths of several leaders.

They are still hiding in the dark to accumulate strength at this moment, planning to wait until the original body is injured and falls into dormancy or simply dies during the Indomitus Crusade, and then jump out to seize power and bring the empire back on the so-called "right track".

In fact, as the home planet of mankind, the power struggle on Terra has never stopped. Even during the period when the emperor personally ruled, special manpower was needed to balance the internal political factions.

It was also thanks to conservatives attracting most of the attention that Grace's infiltration went so smoothly.

She now has secret control over more than twenty Orders of Battle Sisters, as well as key positions including the Order of Hospital Sisters and the Order of Clerk Sisters.

As this network hidden in the darkness continues to expand, it won't be long before you can obtain a powerful military force that is absolutely obedient to you.

Although it is not comparable to the Custodes and those Astartes warbands, doing something secretly can definitely cause huge chaos.

Just when Grace was standing in front of the huge mirror, admiring her golden-proportioned perfect body and black wings in her devil form, she suddenly felt a shadow appear on the window behind her, and she immediately turned around warily. Asked: "Who is there?"

"It's me, Mistress."

Following a soft voice, a nun wearing a black robe with a pair of black wings behind her flew in from the window sill, carrying a woman whose whole body was wrapped in a material similar to gray gelcoat.

Because the material is too tight, it basically looks nothing like being naked.

What is even more incredible is that after losing consciousness and consciousness, her or his physical gender is constantly changing.

At first it was obviously female, but after a few seconds it turned into a male.

"A Callidus assassin? Are you being targeted by the Assassin's Court?"

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

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

Apparently, this guy had been liquidated for taking the lead in opposing the Imperial Regent's move to reorganize the logistics department.

But luckily, I noticed the assassin in advance and captured him the moment he launched his attack.

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

The most important thing is that he has been addicted to the pleasure of violence and masochism and cannot extricate himself. He should soon meet the transformation standards.

No matter what his mental calculations are at that time, he will have no choice but to obey your orders in the end. "

"So the Assassin's Court has done us a big favor?"

Grace's eyes instantly shone, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised into a playful smile.

The Devil Sister immediately replied: "Yes, Master. And I believe that after this failure, the Assassin Court will not touch Crosso again in a short time. After all, with the regent launching an expedition, the most important thing about Terra now is It is to maintain political stability. Once the conservatives take advantage of it, it may trigger violent internal turmoil. This is not the result they want."

"Does the Inquisition also compromise due to political factors? It's interesting..."

Grace reached out her hand and gently touched the unconscious Callidus assassin, her tone full of surprise and surprise.

Because in her impression, the Assassin Court has always been the type who would never retreat even if they hit their heads and were bleeding.

As early as during the Horus Heresy, as the founder of this organization, the Emperor of Mankind’s closest comrade-in-arms, Imperial Chancellor Malcador, sent assassins one after another to assassinate the leader of the rebels, Warmaster Horus. .

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

But what's the result?

Instead of giving up on their mission, the Assassin Court sent another one after each one died. In the later period, they threw a large number of assassins directly in Horus' face, and they did not stop until the rebellion subsided.

Since then, the Assassin's Court has become the most feared institution in the entire empire, second only to the Inquisition.

It's not that their behavior is less ruthless than that of the Inquisition, it's just that they don't have as high a reputation as the Inquisition.

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

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

Even if occasionally you cannot touch someone temporarily due to some special reasons, you will still find ways to kill them after the storm has passed.

"Master, how should we deal with this assassin?" the devil nun asked cautiously.

"Put her here, and I will train her myself. Just in time, you can take this opportunity to extend my tentacles into the interior of the Tribunal."

With that said, Grace raised her hand and tore the tight-fitting coat of the assassin into pieces, and used magical power to extract some weakly fluorescent substances from the opponent's body.

These things are called "polymorphs," and they are special drugs used by the Assassins of Callidus to change the shape of their bodies.

The reason why they can change anything they want from Eldar beauties to Orcs is because of the drugs they take, which is equivalent to the technological version of shapeshifters.

When the drug was completely extracted, the assassin returned to her normal female appearance.

She looked to be around thirty years old, with a toned figure acquired through long-term training. Her long hair was tied to a braid and hammered to her heels. The famous Star God Phase Knife and Nerve Smashing Gun had long been disarmed.

No hesitation!

After Grace extracted the polymorphism, she immediately picked up the whip placed on the bedside and pointed it at the assassin's naked body and whipped it hard.

Snapped!

Accompanied by a crisp sound when it came into contact with the skin, a torn and bloody whip mark appeared directly on the latter's body.

Any normal person would have been unable to bear it and would have screamed and wailed by now.

But the Callidus female assassin remained motionless as if she couldn't feel anything at all. Even her heartbeat and breathing didn't show the slightest abnormality.

"This is indeed the elite of the Assassin's Court. This endurance is really admirable. But it's a pity. The pain you exude mentally cannot fool me."

As Grace spoke, she reached out to grab the prisoner's ankles, trying to lift him up and lock him in shackles.

But the moment she reached out to grab it, the Callidus assassin suddenly rose up. One hand instantly turned into an afterimage and stabbed at the eye, while the knee of his right leg bent and hit his lower body hard.

It has to be said that this move, which simultaneously attacks the vital points from above and below, is quite vicious. It is worthy of being an organization that can scare the entire human empire.

Unfortunately, Grace is no longer a mortal.

After becoming the Queen of Pain, her power has surpassed that of most Hell Fiends, and she can continuously draw energy from the subspace to strengthen herself.

As a result, when the fingers and knees hit the target, the sound of bone shattering was made almost at the same time.

Click!

Click!

The Callidus assassin felt a sharp pain. His fingers were broken at a 90-degree angle on the spot, and the parts below the knees were completely uncontrollable. He instantly lost his balance and fell headfirst to the ground.

At this critical moment, she realized that it was impossible for her to escape successfully, so she subconsciously wanted to use her other hand to commit suicide to avoid being tortured in the hands of the enemy and leaking information that should not be leaked.

This is also the consistent style of the Assassin Court.

But before the Callidus assassin had time to assist with actual actions, she felt an invisible force field directly binding her to the spot, unable to move, and her body slowly recovered from the state of falling forward.

“Don’t be in such a hurry to die.

Believe me, when you feel the ultimate pleasure and enjoyment brought by pain, you will soon forget those boring ideas about loyalty that the Inquisition has instilled in you.

Come, my little cutie.

Let me teach you how to be happy.

Although this process may be a little painful, once it exceeds a certain limit, the whole world will become different. "

With the seductive whisper in her ear, Grace quickly cast an unknown spell to make the other person's body extremely sensitive, then picked up a whip full of thorns and whipped it hard.

This time, the Callidus assassin could no longer endure the pain and let out a heart-rending scream.

Unfortunately, this room has already been cast with sound isolation magic. No matter how loud the sound inside is, it cannot be heard outside.