Infinity of flame

Andreas held his breath very calmly, his face with self-sewed facial features was expressionless: "The glory of the emperor cannot be tarnished. I will go back and purify those heresies, and you take this piece of rotten meat to extract the memory. "When it came to rotten meat, he crushed the breastbone of the man under his feet cruelly: "If you can find out the location of the silver key, report to me as soon as possible."

Although his voice was not loud, even in the small cave, it could only be regarded as a whisper.But what lurks beneath the whispers on the surface is ferocious psionic energy fluctuations like a torrent, and the entire space is subtly vibrating and shifting.

Shocked by the vast psychic power that Andreas inadvertently revealed, Adrian lowered his noble head deeply and humbly, his eyes were full of piety: "Follow the order of the judge!"

......

After watching Andreas leave with some confidantes of at least level [-] psykers, Adrian let out a long breath.That terrible sense of crisis, like being accompanied by some kind of monster that can choose to eat people at any time, finally disappeared temporarily, allowing him to release some pressure.

Although in this world, there is no famous saying that being with a king is like a tiger, there are still many sentences with similar meanings.It made him quite sigh: "Your Excellency is indeed worthy of being a heretic judge. The pressure of following Your Excellency is unbelievable. It makes me feel that I may be purified by Your Excellency at any time!"

In his old eyes, he looked at the man who collapsed on the ground with disdain and disgust like a human being looking at some kind of dirty insect: "Heretics who should be purified ten thousand times! How dare you be willing to degenerate, give up The emperor's belief, what chaos to worship! You are not even a human being. Your soul was already dead the moment you fell, you are just a piece of rotten meat that can talk!"

While cursing viciously.He was preparing to chop off the man's head and store it in the rapid freezer he brought.The head of this piece of rotten meat is enough to extract memories.That tattered body should be thrown away like garbage.

Just at the moment when he was about to make a move.A sudden sense of fear, like a cold reptile sticking to his skin, made his body stiffen involuntarily.Then he yelled fiercely: "Who is it! Who is here!"

No one answered his fierce roar, as his hoarse echo in the cave gradually disappeared, and after returning to dead silence, apart from his own panting due to emotional tension, there were only sporadic and shrill moans from his feet, and subconscious wriggling of his body due to severe pain. , the heresy of the rustling sound of rubbing the ground.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

There is no strange scenery around.But the cold emotion called uneasiness gradually expanded.Turned into a cold poisonous snake wrapped around his soul, biting his heart.A great fear and anxiety enveloped him.

But after all, Adrian was the one who defeated countless competitors and became the bishop of a planet, and his will was as tough as steel.When fear and anxiety began to spread in his body with uncontrollable madness, although his emotions began to boil like boiling water, his rationality finally overcame many obstacles, regained the basic logic, and was able to barely think.

"...This kind of power that has not yet appeared can lure the spirit of me, a fifth-level bishop, into chaos and madness...Only the high-level demon of Tzeentch can possess it!"

Think here.His heart turned cold.A high-level Chaos Demon is simply not something he, a little bishop, can contend with.But what makes him even more frightened and worried is that the high-level demon, the master of conspiracy and cunning, who is famous for his conspiracy, is going to...

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted at this point.

Because he suddenly saw a pair of eyes.

In fact, he saw it suddenly.It's not actually accurate.The real situation is that those eyes that appeared suddenly looked at his eyes.

It was a pair of twisted eyes full of malice.There are endless chaotic vortex expansion and rotation inside, at the moment of being looked at.Adrian felt that his soul was forcibly sucked into the chaotic vortex, and all thinking was forcibly interrupted.

Maybe a snap of the fingers.Maybe it was a moment, maybe a moment, it was only a very short moment when they looked at each other in the real material time, but he felt that he had been assimilated by the ancient chaos and darkness for thousands of years. **Growing alone in the long time, the spirit withered in despair in the boundless darkness, the soul twisted and fallen in the indescribable chaos!

"This...this is...the lord of change...fate weaving..."

The intermittent sound was as hoarse and unpleasant as bark rubbing against each other.I saw that when Adrian struggled to spit out these words, his body was undergoing a change.

Dramatic and terrifying changes.

His muscles began to wither, his skin began to dry and wrinkle, his blood became cloudy, and his nails began to fall off... In a short period of time, he changed from a tall man to a skinny human skeleton.It was as if his original abundant vitality was wiped out by the ruthless time in this instant.

"boom."

He fell to the ground weakly and weakly, he didn't even have the strength to speak, like a candle burning to the limit, the flame of life might be extinguished at any time.But he still trembled his lips with difficulty, and roared silently:

"Emperor... star, star... life is eternal, shine... shine..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted.

A ferocious paw, like a bird of prey, with endless malice, crushed his head cruelly.

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck... cluck! The script of fate must be completed, and the ending of the future is already doomed!" One head looked coldly at the headless corpse under its feet, and the other head looked angrily. The man who was almost like a corpse whispered with both heads: "It must be done...it must be done..."

It is the whisper of a terrible demon, the whisper of darkness and chaos, the whisper of horror and distortion, the whisper of endless malice.The surrounding environment began to degenerate into darkness, deformed and distorted.And it was surrounded by puffs of horrible black smoke, and when the smoke cleared...

Whether it was a headless corpse or a heretic man, they all seemed to be swallowed up by the black mist of the devil, as if they had never existed before, and disappeared without a trace.

Only Adrian, who was intact and looked holy and majestic, stood there with a compassionate smile.

"The script of fate must be completed!" (To be continued...)