This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 32: Shock from the Tribunal
"I'm not satisfied with that answer."

The power of biological psychic energy twisted every cell of the Dark Eldar warrior captain. At the same time, countless thick nerves like long snakes burst out from his body and penetrated into his skull which had been chiseled open long ago.

This is a torture that is unbearable for any living creature. The nerve signals that chop every cell in your body into pieces will flow into the brain along the proliferating nerves.

With his mind forced to remain awake, the soul of the tortured person will savor the pain that has been magnified countless times.

"What is your strategic distribution, your purpose, and who drove you here?"

There was a gleam in the judge's eyes. At the moment when the other party's body should have been on the verge of collapse, she skillfully maintained this critical point and asked a question.

“Ah, heh—”

The painful wail only lasted for a short while, and then turned into a low shout, which seemed to contain a kind of relief like release.

"Little monkey, I've experienced far more suffering than I'm experiencing now. Ah—your methods of inflicting this suffering are far inferior to those of the Haemotricides, but it's still quite fresh. By the standards of your monkey world, I can barely give you a good rating, hehe."

The warrior captain tilted his head, and his neck, which had become bloated due to the forced growth of a large number of nerve plexuses, immediately broke. The pain that was difficult to describe in words once again made the alien, whose face was already unsightly, utter a comfortable moan.

This made the Silver Rose Sisters who had just entered the room reveal expressions of disgust, and they slightly raised the muzzles of their explosive assault rifles.

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Faced with this seemingly unyielding alien, the young Inquisitor was caught in a dilemma and simply increased his psychic power output.

"Ah—that's it, let me feel the pain, ah—I can now understand those cowards who practice necromancy. It turns out that pain without blood can be so refreshing."

Although his entire body was wailing under the heavy burden, the warrior captain's soul seemed to feel nothing at all, and he even opened his mouth to challenge the judge who was torturing him.

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The Inquisitor silently increased the threshold again, causing the warrior captain's body to swell even more.

Tissue fluid overflowed from the broken epidermis and flowed along the armored shell that decorated his gorgeous skull, and then burst out in large quantities as the proliferating flesh was pierced by the sharp edges.

puff~
This lump of flesh, which could hardly be described as human-shaped, began to twitch violently.

The Inquisitor once again gathered his psychic energy.

".I have something to say. Come closer. I have something to say."

He suddenly murmured softly, his weak body no longer able to support his wild roar.

The Inquisitor and the Marshal exchanged a cautious glance, then stepped forward.

"Answer me to the previous question!"

She gave the order coldly, but the moment the question fell, the senses that were constantly monitoring the changes in the other person's body sent a signal for her to quickly dodge.

She tilted her head slightly, and a bone that had been polished into a sharp blade flew out of the warrior captain's throat, brushing off a few strands of hair.

"I'll come to you, little monkey."

The twisted and bloated body squirmed, squeezing the golden hair that fell to the ground. The warrior captain stared at the judge with his eyes, as if he wanted to carve this face into his soul.

Phew!

At this moment, a sharp blade pierced through his head from behind.

And in the eyes of the judge, which had always been filled with contempt, finally revealed the despair that she had always wanted to see.

"and many more!"

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Arthur looked doubtfully at the Inquisitor who had stopped maintaining the spell, the blade still firmly lodged in the alien's head.

However, the proliferating body structure began to collapse the moment it lost its psychic support, and the broken body parts piled up into a small mound, which was then shoveled away by a sweeping robot that had been waiting nearby.

"Another alien has exhausted its usefulness."

The Inquisitor took a look at the sword guard who had attacked and had a troubled expression on his face.

She couldn't understand why, even after she had strained these aliens to their limits, they still remained silent, even finding pleasure in it, only becoming terrified when they were truly dead. "This is the last one."

Beside her, the Black Templar Marshal, who had been staring at the alien, reminded her coldly. The burning candles piled on his shoulder armor emitted a warm light, and the three shining golden nails on his forehead sparkled brightly.

In fact, in the sealed iron box behind them, there was a Dark Eldar imprisoned whose five senses were completely isolated.

But everyone knows that this interrogation method will not be effective very quickly.

"Do you think the Dark Eldar we killed can be resurrected?"

Arthur tilted his head and looked at the three people around him who were also in shock.

They entered the mechanical ark along with the Sharknado team, led by Tiberus.

Archmagos Cawl had designated this square as the meeting place, but before he arrived, he allowed the group who had just stepped off the shuttle to witness an M41-style interrogation of a Dark Eldar xenos.

Moreover, the Dark Eldar are worthy of being the race that can create the evil god Slaanesh, and their level of madness is also extremely high.

Everyone looked at each other. The style of painting that this world inadvertently revealed was really curious.

The stereotype deepened.

"Reference to the demon that could split itself into two and was killed by us."

Ramses was the first to recover.

"The part that was killed by us will disappear, and the part that didn't come into contact with us will have no memory of this death."

"Ah."

Arthur nodded and shook the tissue fluid off the blade.

"Is this considered a show of force?"

Karna couldn't bear it any longer.

"That's a bit too childish."

Romulus looked left and right and saw the symbol of the Flayed Skulls Cabal on the fragments of armor.

Haha, it turns out to be a wealthy conspiracy group. No wonder even a samurai captain is so fearless.

"Feel sorry."

The inquisitor greeted everyone with different expressions. The emblem of the Inquisition drooped straight down as she bowed, and Romulus could clearly see the reddish-brown stain on the lapel.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Imperial Inquisitor Aglaia Hesikod, from the Order of the Origin."

She gestured towards the iron box behind her.

"As you can see, I am assisting the Lord of the Black Templars in interrogating the alien. Unfortunately, I am not an expert in this type of alien, so I cannot provide any useful clues."

Arthur held his sword and stood at the back of the queue in a very arrogant manner.

"Then the timing of our meeting is truly fortuitous."

Romulus immediately stepped forward to rescue them.

"I believe our presence can help you resolve your predicament. I am Romulus, captain of the Death Watch Kill Team."

"Thank you for your generous help."

Aglaia breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected, Death Watch is easy to deal with. At least they take her, the judge, seriously.

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