Warhammer Seal

Chapter 433 Psychic Power
He slowly took out the Three Thousand Masks hanging on his waist, and turned to stare at Dipperchery at the same time.

"Stay away, this thing is especially harmful to the Eldar, and the damage to you will be doubled."

Tipperchery seemed to understand what Wende was holding in his hand. Without saying a word, he took a dozen steps back slowly, and even hid behind the huge wall pillar.

That's right, in addition to being able to communicate with the subspace and the physical universe, the Three Thousand Masks can also amplify a person's psionic and anti-psychic powers.

You only need to hold it tightly and inject your hatred for psionic energy and subspace, and there will be a huge wave of mental waves shocking the surrounding space of more than ten meters, making Wende's anti-psychic ability hundreds of times stronger.

For humans, it is a slight tinnitus, but for the Tau and Necrons, it does no harm, but for the Eldar and Orcs, the damage caused is no less than a shock bomb from the front.

Sure enough, as the Three Thousand Faces Mask amplified Wende's anti-psychic ability, an invisible wave broke through all the surrounding defenses in an instant.

All the spirit race in the fortress fell to the ground in a faint, and the spirit race prophet holding the human skin book in the center exploded in an instant, leaving only sticky brains on the ground.

"You can come out."

Wende was out of breath. This ability cannot be released indefinitely. Although he has no soul, when using this ability, it is as painful as if his soul is being torn apart.

All the Eldar in the fortress are alive, but they have been paralyzed. It is very easy to deal with these completely immobile guys.

And looking at the fallen fellow Dark Eldar, Dipperchery's hands couldn't help shaking, unable to kill.

It's not that she still has a little kindness in her heart, but she knows very well that if Wende wants to target her, all he needs is one thought.

Especially the look that looked at him before, it seemed that he had seen through his true identity, but he didn't. . .

"Can't you do it? Actually, I am too. The Eldar, male or female, are very beautiful and handsome. If it is brought to the planet of the empire, the governor is willing to spend as much gold coins as a warehouse in order to buy an Eldar to warm the bed. What a pity. gone."

Although he said it, Wende didn't have much kindness.

Anyway, the Dark Eldars take killing and torture as their purpose in life, and God knows how many lives they have in their hands if they can live to such a great age.

Of course, it was not to cut off the head directly, that would be too rude, too violent, and would destroy the corpse, violating the previous treaty with the Haemonculus.

Wende just pulled off the armor of these Dark Eldar, and then punched them hard in the heart.

The heartbeat of the Eldar is twice as fast as that of a human. Although they are stronger, they can't withstand such a punch that can break their ribs.

Except for the damaged heart, all organs remained intact.

Why not die by suffocation?That would destroy expensive lungs, and hearts are cheaper.

Soon more than a dozen lying down spirit tribes had turned into corpses, and the book made of spirit tribe skins naturally became Wende's possession.

Read through the Three Thousand Faces Mask, which records knowledge about the subspace.

Connect the material universe, communicate with the subspace, open the portal of the subspace, enter each item of the subspace, and the energy source of the subspace.

These are all valuable knowledge. After collecting another book, we can use the above knowledge to successfully open countless paths leading to the subspace from the real universe.

Using the Eldar guide stone in his hand, he successfully summoned the Haemonculi who hadn't left yet. He was surprised by the speed of Wende and Dipperchery.

I was even more overjoyed when I saw that the corpses were well preserved.

Although the Spirit Race doesn't like to tip others, but this time the task was completed too well.

When the snake-man mercenaries were carrying the corpse, the Haemonculus secretly used his arm with a scalpel and pliers to push Wendla aside.

"Listen to me, although I don't know the specific structure of human beings, but I can tell you clearly that your partner, the star witch spirit of the arena, doesn't seem to be a pure spirit race."

The entire Eldar are Riddlers, not to mention the already psychotic Haemonculus.

I don't know if he really discovered something, or he just wanted to provoke the relationship between Wende and Tipperchery. After saying this, he left with all the corpses in his own assault boat.

As for the true meaning of the Haemonculus' words, perhaps Wende had already guessed it.

But that didn't matter at all, what mattered was that the next two sources of psionic energy depended on Dipperchery's nose.

Pulling her still distracted, she immediately jumped up like an electric shock. It took a long time to remember her mission and mission, rubbed her nose, and continued to walk deeper according to the guidance of the smell.

Another human skin book, but this time the book is made of human skin, and the person protecting such a book has no hostility.

"Are you here to buy books? We can sell them to you, cheap, cheap."

Escorting such a book is a group of human mercenaries, who seem to be full of various fears about the book.

"A mysterious customer asked us to deliver this thing and gave us a lot of money, but this is a scam. Anyone who has direct contact with the book will die and die, and the owner is also missing. you!"

It seems that these human mercenaries are still in panic, even so, they will not give away the things they have worked so hard to transport in vain.

The thing flowing in the bones of human beings is greed, which is okay, Wende just doesn't want to fight.

"Tippperchery, give me the money, and then I'll get the books, and I'll leave when I'm done."

After that, Wende walked towards the personal book, and Tipperchery seemed to have no intention of paying for it.

After she walked in, all the human mercenaries were terrified after seeing this guy's face clearly.

"Why are you! Didn't you already"

Before he finished speaking, Tipperchery killed all the survivors of this mercenary team at an extremely fast speed, leaving no one alive.

"I'm sorry Wende, I just don't want to pay, I can grab it directly, why should I pay? You say so."

The truth is indeed such a truth, but it's a pity that those human mercenaries seem to have something to say, which is a pity.

But it doesn't matter, another human skin book was successfully obtained by Wende and hung around his waist. The content of this book is simpler.

About the source of psionic energy and the cause of psionic energy.

By reading the contents of it, people have also made great discoveries.

The source of psionic energy is not much different from what all scholars have guessed. It all comes from the mutual influence between the subspace and the real universe.

The essence is the emotional fluctuations of all intelligent beings in the real universe, and then condense together, and some of them broke through the limitation of the subspace and came to the real universe.

Because this kind of power is too lush, there are signs of its existence in almost every place, and some individuals with more sensitive emotions and stronger souls can easily guide such a kind of power by their own will.

The three books constituted three knowledge systems, combined to directly explain the secrets of the entire subspace, and seemed to be subtly guiding Wende to carry out a plan.

Collect psionic powers, use them to open portals, and use them to summon demons from the warp.

This... is totally worth a shot.

　Subsequent plot outline:

　　It was discovered that Tipperchere was actually a reincarnation of a previous life.

　　The Chaos Portal was successfully opened through the captured psionic energy, and the demons were summoned to Comoros.

　　Successfully destroyed the webway where Comoros was located, connecting the subspace and the webway, and the demons squeezed into the entire webway.

　　The Webway located under the Golden Throne began to become more and more dangerous due to the increase of demons, and even the emperor's suppression began to be in jeopardy.

　　Zarka, the great sage of Mars, managed to escape when the external defenses of the earth and Mars were lax, and went to his forge world.

　　He unlocked the last step of research and successfully developed the AI ​​wanted by the empire.

　　Start the human civil war.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)