How can a retired savior be considered retired if he drops to 40,000?

In the education of the Empire, a certain degree of cold weapon martial arts is highly encouraged. Jasmine Deville had no intention of serving in any form of military, so she was not serious about this aspect and only learned a little for self-defense when she was young.

But this little bit, driven by the flames of hatred burning in her heart, was enough:

As if helped by God, she seized a fleeting opportunity, pounced forward, and stabbed the ritual dagger deep into the demon's chest.

Nerdy idiot demon, a Tzeentch intern I made up.One glance at Ding Zhen and he identified it as a dish.So the dish is right.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 31: One of the Ten Thousand Ways to Get the Emperor's Chaos Special Attack Buff

During the second attack, the shield's strength inexplicably weakened.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know what happened exactly, but she didn't miss this perfect opportunity. She deliberately adjusted the angle and power of her third attack, successfully breaking the spell and directly evaporating the upper half of the ruins.

"Brahma, curse me" is a rare anti-national treasure with a terrifying attack power. It is not bad when attacking a spell shield with a high strength, as long as the power is slightly reduced according to the size of the target. In the case of direct attack on a building, if Karna had not projected his consciousness down to assist in control, Ritsuka himself would not dare to do so rashly.

Even though Karna was in control and was able to ensure that the only two living creatures in the building did not suffer fatal harm from the aftermath of the Noble Phantasm, after the light faded and the situation inside the building could be seen, Ritsuka still noticed that the situation inside was somewhat miserable.

Even if the worst-case scenario has been avoided as much as possible, the powerful destructive power of the treasure itself is still unquestionable. The combination of extremely high temperature and powerful shock waves does directly annihilate the damaged building materials that may fall, preventing people inside from being injured by falling. But on the other hand, the combination of "extremely high temperature and powerful shock waves" itself is enough to cause damage to the human body.

The fractured wall still flashed a high-temperature red light, deforming and flowing slowly and viscously like melted ice cream. The strong wind caused by the sudden change in air pressure blew away the hot air and also carried large pieces of carbonized ash, making people look dusty.

Jasmine Deville was indeed in such a state: her originally exquisite clothes were covered with stains and blood - some of which belonged to the body usurped by the demon, and some of which belonged to her own; her originally neat hairstyle was scattered for various reasons, and was curled by the high temperature; there were three parallel wounds on her cheeks, which were cut by sharp claws, and there were also some scalds or burns on her skin caused by the high temperature. All of this made her look horrible, but it was true that she would not be in danger of life in the short term.

And not far in front of her, Zes Chati was twisting ugly on the ground.Its beak-like mouth emitted uncontrollable groans of pain. Its tentacles and wings flapped feebly, but it couldn't even stand up.Even when Fujimaru Ritsuka finally landed in front of it, it could only make some weak curses intermittently, and couldn't even use a slightly decent spell.

It was unlikely that a beast from the Warp could be killed by an ordinary knife. Apparently, the ritual dagger stuck in its chest had caused it damage far beyond the physical level through some unknown principle.

But to be honest, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't really care what the dagger was about.

"The Corpse King's lackey! Foolish savage!" Zeth Chatti fell to the ground and cursed, "You broke my barrier and entered the core of the ritual, but don't think you won—"

"Yes, yes, I know. This is not the first time I have dealt with blue-haired tentacle monsters like you." Fujimaru Ritsuka interrupted in a bored manner, "Anyway, this place is set up with a dilemma that the Tzeentch demons like the most, 'If I don't kill you, I can't stop the ritual, but killing you will make the situation worse', right?"

"Gah-"

Zes Chati, lying on the ground in a panic, let out an incredible cry. Now he looked like a complete fool.

"So, how bad will the situation be after I kill you? Do you want to tell me so I can have an idea? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, the result will be the same anyway." Fujimaru Ritsuka was not moved at all, "You won't get my sympathy even if you act pitiful and stupid. I've learned my lesson a long time ago and learned not to have pity on people like you."

The wounded demon flew into a rage at this simple provocation, but before it could gather enough strength to bounce up unexpectedly, the golden weapon in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, which looked more like a staff than a gun, had quickly nailed it into the ground.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I'll just make you 'can't do anything'." The girl said calmly, "Whether you want to offer yourself as the final sacrifice to your god, or you have prepared some spells that will be triggered after death, the conditions for these things to be activated will always be set to 'your death', right?"

"so what?"

"The root of the problem is that spells don't appear out of thin air. There must be a conceptual 'caster' - in other words, this caster is either based on your destroyed physical form, or the moment when you return to the subspace as an unborn being? After all, you, who are neither alive nor dead, will never consider what to do after you 'truly disappear'."

She guessed correctly, and this correctness made Zes Chati instinctively feel an unprecedented sense of crisis. For this reason, it could not help but move its tentacles and claws to scratch the ground as much as possible; many pairs of eyes focused on Fujimaru Ritsuka at the same time, trying to find a possibility of escaping.

But it found none.

"What do you want to do?" the demon asked warily, but it was too late.

"Nothing." Fujimaru Ritsuka has always been a kind person who would allow enemies who pose little threat to die with a clear conscience. "I'm just going to make sure you don't have anything left."

Golden flames ignited on the golden spear, and the demon under the spear immediately let out a painful wail - unfortunately, it only lasted for a moment, because in the next moment, it had turned to ashes in both the material and spiritual sense.

This is actually not difficult to understand: first, the Emperor's warp projection is a golden, cold sun hanging high in the sky; second, in Indian mythology, Karna is the son of the sun god Surya, and after his death, his residual soul was welcomed back by his father, and the two became one. Therefore, in the concept of "sun", he holds an exceptionally high divinity of A+ grade.

The two echo each other in concept. Even if they only rely on Ritsuka's small source of magic power for energy, under the blessing of this symbolic meaning, Karna's spiritual base can cause considerable damage to all kinds of Chaos enemies with simple ordinary attacks - this is a confirmed fact, not to mention that now their source of magic power comes from the Emperor.

To completely burn a Chaos Demon is not a difficult task under the Emperor's psychic power. After all, the nickname "Little Sun" is not for nothing.

This matter came to an easy conclusion, and Fujimaru Ritsuka naturally shifted his attention to another living person present - Governor Jasmine Deville was still standing there in a daze. Obviously, she was not very accepting of the fact that the demon who had tortured her for so long had such an anticlimactic exit.

Seeing her distraught look, Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed:

"I dare not say that I understand your feelings." She said to Governor Deville, "I also know that what I am about to say now is very disappointing, but I have to say these words:

"The culprit may have been arrested, but the incident on Jestal is not over yet."

She looked around at the mess, as if there was a gilded light rippling in her light amber eyes. Theoretically, there was nothing else that could move in the wreckage of the ruins except Governor Deville and herself, but some kind of sixth sense drove her to remain overly vigilant.

Then, the Heroic Spirit connected to her through the Ortnaus Spiritual Exoskeleton confirmed this judgment:

-

Master, there is indeed something nearby. -

Karna said so.

-

Although many things that happened today were beyond common sense, Sevatar still felt that there was one thing that was unreasonable.

He is running.

He was running very fast while wearing the Iron Cavalry Terminator power armor - or to be more precise, it can be simply abbreviated as "running fast" here.

This "Ortenaus Modified" power armor has indeed made some improvements on the original Iron Knight armor. At least the range of motion of the joints is quite close to the Hades type. Therefore, in theory, it can also move faster than ordinary Iron Knight power armor over long distances. But -

Isn't 180 kilometers per hour a bit too fast? ? He can't even run this fast in standard power armor? ?

And it’s hard to say that this kind of movement is “running”. Although he still needs to control his legs to move, this kind of movement is closer to a combination of jumping and gliding based on flame propulsion…

“Stop being distracted, you idiot!” A dissatisfied stab came from his soul, and a female voice shouted in his ear, “It’s already my best effort to drag you and this piece of iron that weighs nearly a ton at this speed! You have to find a way to deal with the miscellaneous soldiers rushing over here!”

After such a long period of high-speed movement, they were already in the interior of the first city, and the population density was certainly incomparable to the suburbs where the freight station was located. Naturally, the number of residents who had been mutated during the ceremony was also very alarming.

Now, these mutated natives who can no longer be called human beings are obviously obeying a higher will, and are trying to encircle and intercept them in a unified manner, slowing down their pace towards the inner city - it's a pity that a defense line that can be penetrated with one hit is really meaningless.

The "natives" in front of them were living humans just a few minutes ago, but so what? Neither Jeanne Alter nor Sevata would hesitate or feel guilty about "going to war against someone who has nothing to do with them."

The chainsaw halberd that appeared out of thin air in a similar way to the power armor roared, and the red lotus-like fire rolled up the high-speed rotating single-molecule chain blade. Even in the high-speed movement that ordinary people could hardly react to, Sevatar could grasp the timing as easily as breathing, and quickly swung the weapon before landing, sweeping away all the enemies in front of him like cutting vegetables.

The mutated limbs were shredded by the chain blades and flew everywhere. Surprisingly, there was not much blood, probably because most of it was burned dry in an instant by the flames wrapped around the chainsaw halberd. Sevatar carelessly bumped through the layer of biological tissue residue, and swung the weapon again while stepping forward, letting the single-molecule chain blade half push and half twist to clear the obstacles blocking its path in various ways, and then jumped accurately at the moment when the flames pushed forward and ignited again, passing over the heads of the remaining enemies.

"Disgusting..." Jeanne Alter dragged out her voice and complained in his ear.

Sevatar was stunned for a moment before he realized the problem from the flames that were burning the biological debris stuck on it as he climbed onto his armor: "What? I can't tell that you are the kind of person who cares about such a small thing as blood on your body when you clearly want revenge on the entire universe?"

"Of course this is a small matter at ordinary times, but with Ritsuka right in front of us, this is a big deal!" Jeanne Alter said confidently, "It's okay that I can't dress up before reuniting with my best friend after a long absence, but how can I be so bloody and dirty?"

Sevatar stopped talking, but then he received another stab of dissatisfaction from the other party at the soul level.

"Don't think you don't know what you are mumbling in your heart!" The woman's voice was angry.

Sevatar's tone was calm: "If the situation did not allow it, I would definitely laugh at you loudly."

"Shut up and watch the road!"

The altitude of the Iron Cavalry Terminator dropped again, and there was no doubt that the main road in front of them was once again crowded with mutated people.

The military force on the agricultural planet was already weak, and because of the rush of events, the mutants, who were originally civilians, did not have time to obtain any armor or weapons. They just stood there meaninglessly, following the orders of something.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka was here, maybe she would be a little touched. But unfortunately, this move was used against Sevatar and Jeanne Alter, and the two of them had the same opinion: It's really annoying.

In three seconds and with a few mixed noises, Sevatar's chainsaw halberd once again cleared a bloody path through the wall of people, and the flames that Jeanne Alter used to propel her armor mercilessly burned large swathes of enemies into ashes at the soul level.

Of course, this time, some enemy debris stuck to the armor. Jeanne Alter complained, "My predecessor obviously used power weapons, why do you like chainsaws so much?", and used fire to clean up the dirt again. Sevatar wanted to take advantage of the few seconds of gliding in the air to ridicule the other party, but -

——Another loud noise was heard in the inner city, and a strong wind from the explosion passed between the buildings and the streets. Even though Sevatar was suspended in the air, he could still realize that the ground was shaking because of it.

"what happened?"

"Tsk, I didn't make it in time. The fight has already started over there."

"A fight?" Sevatar stared at the environmental monitoring display on his helmet and asked in disbelief, "It's only been a few minutes, and we have to use weapons of the volcanic cannon level?"

Jeanne Alter apparently doesn't think this is a problem at all:

"Oh, it's the 'fire superiority doctrine'. Anyway, first hit the enemy with the attack you can use and then talk about other things. I also like this simple and bright strategy - compared to this, just keep running. !”

The flame propulsion attached to the armor increased in power again, and Sevatar painfully discovered that the speed display on the visor showed that their current speed had reached two hundred kilometers per hour.

Never mind if the Emperor's Warp Projection is cold or not, just ask if it is the sun or not.

Heizhen: I took you from Causeway Bay to Tsim Sha Tsui and you asked me why I ran so fast???

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 32 Is there no other great demon under Tzeentch?

+Captain.+

+Somni? How's the situation? +

+No changes.+

Somni's inorganic voice was as steady as ever, and Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed sadly again:

No change means that even after the main instigator of the chaos ritual was eliminated, the entire ritual is still proceeding in an orderly manner.

Although Ritsuka knew that once the Tzeentch demon was involved, the whole thing would not be able to end so simply and cleanly, but when the facts were really laid out in front of her, she still felt a little tired.

+What is the current progress? +

+The Warp vortex has been generated, and its center is located in the ruins where you are. The singularity is basically established, and the material world is gradually being eroded by the Warp. Except for a passage that you forcibly opened with the Emperor's psychic energy when you landed, the foundation of human nature is no longer observable. The Chaos ritual is still continuing. Trismegistus calculated and predicted that if there is no further interference, the passage will be completely bridged in about twenty minutes calculated by Terra standard time, and the singularity will be completely established. +

——By then, Jestal will completely become a planet in the warp, most likely belonging to the Tzeentch Realm.

+In addition, Sheba observed that Yago Sevitarion moved at an abnormally high speed. After careful examination, she detected the 106th spiritual base from him. Currently, the two are heading towards the ruins in the inner city, destroying a large number of low-level spiritual bases while moving. +

Although this sentence was said in a straightforward manner, Ritsuka somehow still heard a hint of accusation in it. It was hard to say whether it was because of this or because of the two people's behavior of "destroying a large number of low-level spiritual bases while moving", in short, Fujimaru Ritsuka once again wanted to sigh.

+Number one hundred and six is ​​Jeanne Alter, I still hope you can call her by her name properly. And then, how big is this "large amount", will it be... Never mind, anyway, it is impossible to measure the foundation value of human nature now. +

She thought about it and changed the angle of the question:

+If we try to observe the interior of the subspace now, can we detect the existence of large-scale, potentially threatening subspace entities? +

+I am not optimistic about this effort: the chaos pollution in the bodies of the natives will greatly interfere with the observation results due to the large amount. Even if such targets can be detected, it will take Trismegistus a lot of time to calculate to eliminate the interference. +

+It’s okay, you don’t have to really calculate it, this answer is enough. +

For the Tzeentch demons, most of the time, if there is "a question that requires a lot of effort to determine the answer", it itself means that "the answer to the question is a bad result."

+By the way, try to contact the Lion's Mane and ask them to follow the "predetermined plan" we agreed on. Remember to prepare your treasures. The ideal situation is to complete all the arrangements in the moment after 20 minutes. If you encounter any problems in the execution, please notify me immediately. +

+Got it.+

Fujimaru Ritsuka patted Governor Deville's shoulder soothingly, asking the middle-aged lady who was kneeling on the ground to control her emotions a little, and then spoke to the air in the ruins that still had heat:

"Although I don't know who it is specifically, I believe you are watching nearby." She said, "The fool with no ambitions who was just killed by me should really just want to drag this planet into the warp, but your purpose is not limited to this, right?"

Deville was a little confused about who Fujimaru Ritsuka was talking to. This confusion lasted only two seconds, because two seconds later, a terrible laugh came from somewhere that could not be identified: it seemed to be very far away, but also very close, and seemed to be everywhere.

This was not a sound made in a human way, and naturally it was difficult for human intelligence to understand. Deville's will was almost crushed by the unspeakable things contained in this laughter, but the hand of the throne envoy on her shoulder had a temperature that could not be ignored, which barely maintained her sanity.

Then, a foreign object that shouldn't exist in this world slowly emerged from behind the curtain - or perhaps, this world that shouldn't exist behind the curtain involuntarily welcomed this monster.

It was a terrifying blue bird, huge in size, holding an equally huge, elaborately decorated and blasphemous staff. From this point alone, it was obviously much more imposing than the Tzeentch demon that occupied Raj Hastings. It was easy to infer that it was obviously more powerful and more favored by its master. But it looked very old, whether it was the gray and white blue feathers on its body or its shriveled and weak limbs, which clearly annotated this point on the most superficial part. This would certainly make people who saw it for the first time wonder: Do demons also have the concept of aging?

The most important and distinctive feature of this Tzeentch demon is that it has two aged, bird-like heads.

"Lord of Change, Carlos the Fate Weaver." Fujimaru Ritsuka called out the name of the visitor nonchalantly, "We meet again, what a coincidence - or should I say, thank you for taking the trouble to arrange this grand show?"

Governor Deville, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head in shock and looked at the throne envoy beside her who was acting natural and relaxed. Before she had time to think about this sentence, the demon's shrill scream once again disturbed her thoughts:

"How respectable! How respectable! You can see through my plan with your dull mortal eyes!"

"Foolish! Foolish! Even if you know this, you can't escape the web of fate!"

Its two heads made completely opposite statements.

"Can't you just keep things simple? Why do I have to talk to both of your heads at once?" Fujimaru Ritsuka complained in a seemingly friendly manner, "Before we start talking, can you come to an agreement with yourself first?"

"Makes sense."

"impossible!"

Carlos's two heads looked down at Fujimaru Ritsuka from two different directions. The two bird faces showed very human expressions that were unnatural - one face looked relieved and happy, and even vaguely revealed a sense of closeness; the other face was bored and angry, as if it wanted to grind Ritsuka into dust.

Governor Deville could no longer hold on, so she lowered her head in front of the Lord of Change. She stared fiercely at a dent in the ground in front of her, cursing herself in her heart. The hand of the young girl on her shoulder kept sending out a soothing warmth, which only made her feel more guilty.

She heard the devil's sound like scraping steel again:

“That’s the fun of change, too.”