The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 273 The Inquisitor, the Untouchable

"Judge!"

A terrified scream erupted from the crowd, and the psionicists who had been fighting bravely just a moment ago suddenly retreated in panic like a frightened herd of beasts, their eyes revealing a fear that came from the depths of their bones.

This trembling did not stem from cowardice, but from an instinct ingrained in the genes of every citizen of the empire—a reverence for the absolute authority of the judge.

The Inquisitors come from the Imperial Inquisition, one of the most mysterious, powerful, and feared law enforcement agencies in the human empire, responsible for eradicating all heretics, aliens, and chaotic forces that may threaten the survival of the human empire.

The court is divided into three main branches based on their responsibilities, with each branch focusing on dealing with a specific type of threat.

The most mysterious organization, the 'Demon Tribunal,' whose members are unknown to anyone, is responsible for fighting against Chaos Demons and Chaos Space Marines. The identities of its members are never made public, and its records are strictly encrypted.

The 'Alien Inquisition,' responsible for war and external affairs, specializes in researching and eliminating alien races that threaten the Empire, including but not limited to the Eldar, Tyranids, and Orcs.

The Inquisition, responsible for maintaining the stability of the Empire's structure, focuses on eliminating heretics, mutants, and illegal psionicists within the Empire.

The judge before them was clearly from the 'Inquisition'.

Inquisitors possess immense privileges within the Imperial territory, including the ability to mobilize Imperial armed forces such as the Imperial Star Force and Space Marines.

They have the authority to execute any suspected individuals, including Imperial officers, planetary governors, and even Space Marines Astartes, in the face of potential corruption or threats.

If necessary, an 'extinction order' can be issued to destroy the entire planet!
It can be said that not only psionicists fear the Inquisitors, but even the noble lords at the top of the Hive City are terrified of them.

By imperial decree, they were granted the power to act first and report later, possessing almost unlimited authority to fulfill their duties.

If I say you are a heretic, then you are a heretic.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Three figures followed closely behind the judge, the sound of their boots hitting the ground particularly jarring in the deathly silent battlefield.

The battle nun, clad in silver-gray power armor, took a half-step forward. The metallic clang of her loaded explosive gun sounded like a death knell, making everyone present gasp for breath.

The holy runes engraved on her visor glowed faintly in the smoke, but could not conceal the murderous intent burning in her eyes.

The assassin, Chulisas, stood silently like a statue, his chilling gaze sweeping over the group from behind his helmet visor. Every psyker he looked at felt the hairs on the back of their necks stand on end, as if countless tiny poisonous insects were crawling along their spines.

The cyborg priest, two-thirds of whose body was mechanized, let out a low, metallic laugh. His third mechanical arm stirred restlessly, its precise servo joints emitting soft 'clicks,' as if it couldn't wait to tear flesh apart.

Inquisitors typically act independently, but to facilitate their missions, they usually form small teams to assist them. These teams may consist of personnel from different departments such as the Assassin's Court, psionicists, battle nuns, and mechanical priests.

The squad in front of them was clearly configured specifically to suppress the psionic rebellion. Instead of psionicists, they were equipped with Churisas assassins from the Assassin's Court.

With the assassin Chulisas around, psionic abilities are completely ineffective.

Despite their small number, this four-person team alone is enough to wipe out all the forces in the Under Nest.

The judge turned his head slightly and looked to the side.

The mechanical priest immediately understood, raising his modified arm, and a data panel emitting a ghostly green light projected the scan results.

"Below the level of the Great Tower, there is only one Zeta-class."

The judge slowly turned his gaze back, the power armor's servo system humming low in response to his movement.

He took a step forward, his dark red cloak billowing behind him like waves of blood, fluttering in the murky air.

"All psionicists, immediately cease using psionic abilities and lie prostrate awaiting trial. Otherwise, coercive measures will be taken against you!"

If they were not controlled by the Curse of Ruin, these psionicists would surely surrender immediately.

But at this moment, their will was no longer entirely their own. Fear remained, but it was as if they were separated by a thick fog, making it impossible for them to even think of escaping.

Dudian's lips moved rapidly, and a few whispers rang in his companion's ears.

Immediately, a piercing psionic shriek erupted from his throat, the sound waves spreading forward like materialized blades.

At the same time, various bio-based buff spells were being cast on his companions as if they were free.

The black mist isolated them from the influence of the warp, allowing them to unleash their psionic powers without fear of being corrupted by the warp.

Faced with the incoming psionic attack, the Inquisitor's face beneath his helmet turned completely grim.

"Move it! Take it all back as fuel!"

The assassin, Churisas, wearing a skull-shaped helmet, stepped forward. Centered on him, psionic spells within a thirty-meter radius melted away instantly, like thin ice under the blazing sun.

A blinding light flashed from the prism of his helmet, and a beam of energy swept out, instantly severing several psionicists in half at the waist.

This is the deadly power of the Animus Prism Helmet, capable of condensing anti-psychic energy into high-energy rays.

The next second, his figure twisted strangely, and then disappeared without a trace, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser.

When it reappeared, it was already silently standing behind a psionicist.

Two daggers, tempered with anti-psychic power, gleamed coldly and precisely pierced the vertebrae and skull of the psychic. With a clean and swift twist, a head, still bearing a look of astonishment, rolled to the ground.

At the same time, the surrounding psionicists suddenly knelt down, digging their fingers deep into their scalps.

Their eyes bulged out, and inhuman screams escaped their throats, as if they were undergoing the most cruel mental torture.

"It's an untouchable, ah!!!"

The psionicists felt as if they were beside a terrifying, howling abyss that was constantly swallowing and crushing their souls.

The assassin, Chulisas, moved leisurely among the psionicists, his dagger like the fingertips of death, precisely aimed at the back of each psionicist's neck.

This special attack method can both ensure the survival of the target and completely deprive them of their ability to act, making them docile.

The reason they weren't killed was because psionicists have many uses; the simplest one is that they can provide fuel for the 'Star Torch,' which serves as a coordinate for interstellar travel.

In a short time, all the psionicists on the field collapsed to the ground, including Dudian.

In the presence of the Untouchables, psionicists are like toys.

The Night Owl Gang's newly formed think tank legion couldn't even last a single song against the Chulisas assassin.

The black mist rolled and surged like a living thing, gradually enveloping the entire battlefield.

Qin Ye slowly emerged from the thick black fog, with the frail Hela following closely beside him.

The little girl wrinkled her nose and showed a look of disgust the moment she saw the assassin, Chulisas; the man made her feel very uncomfortable.

Behind the two were a large number of Night Owl Gang members, who surrounded the entire street.

"Coming to my territory to kill my gang members without any reason, are the imperial enforcers really this domineering?"

After Hela appeared, the bio-priest's prosthetic eye spun rapidly, staring intently at the frantically beating instrument on his wrist. A rare look of shock appeared on his face, which was mostly covered by metal parts.

"Boss! That girl has a very high psionic ability. She might be a Beta, or even an Alpha!"

Upon hearing this, the judge's eyes narrowed slightly, and his previously calm heart began to race.

He knew all too well what an Alpha-level psionicist meant. If the little girl was indeed an Alpha-level psionicist, then she couldn't be dealt with casually. If it caused a psionic energy out of control, this planet would cease to exist.

He gave Hela a long look, then turned his gaze to Qin Ye.

His keen intuition told him that the dangerous psychic had an unusual dependence on the man before him.

At this moment, an idea popped into his mind: this man had somehow tricked a high-level psychic, then used that ability to control an entire gang, thereby gaining control of the gang's power, and then used protection as bait to recruit other psychics.

Besides, he couldn't think of any other way to imagine how an ordinary-looking guy who wasn't even a psychic could control so many psychics to work for him.

"You're the boss of this place?"

“That’s right,” Qin Ye said calmly.

"Have your men lay down their weapons immediately." The judge pointed at Hela, his tone leaving no room for argument. "And her, bring her with me. This girl must be placed under the supervision of the court."

"Leave?" Qin Ye suddenly revealed a strange smile and said leisurely, "She's not going anywhere. As for you... you all have to stay as well."

Qin Ye realized a problem.

Even if the gang controls the entire underworld, these are nothing more than a rabble with weapons. Although the Curse of Ruin can slightly enhance the power of the controlled, it ultimately has its limits.

These people are far less capable of fighting than the Imperial's well-trained Star Guardians.

Not to mention the Astral Army, that small squad of enforcers alone could have routed them, and it was only thanks to the psionicists that they were able to barely salvage the situation.

Gang forces might still be of some use within the hive, but if it escalates to the interstellar battlefield, they wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder.

Therefore, to truly gain a foothold in this universe, the Curse of Ruin must be used to control units as powerful as the Space Marines Astartes.

However, he cannot access Astartes for the time being.

However, this small group of judges is quite a formidable force.

At Qin Ye's command, gunfire erupted.

Countless Night Owl gang members opened fire on the Inquisitor squad, their cheap firearms spitting out flames.

The distinctive roar of a bomb gun immediately filled the ranks of judges.

The battle nun descended like a war goddess, wielding a roaring bomb gun in one hand and a buzzing power sword in the other, nimbly charging into the crowd.

Each explosive shell fired blasted several gang members to pieces. The power of this weapon was comparable to that of a grenade launcher. The power sword in her hand transformed into a death whirlwind, with limbs and severed bodies flying everywhere the sword passed.

She single-handedly threw the Night Owl Gang's formation into complete chaos.

The mechanical priest provided fire support from the rear. The unknown weapon on his arm fired out strange beams of light, instantly dissolving the flesh and blood of the gang members who were hit, leaving only bare bones.

The judge himself remained motionless, staring intently at Hela.

The inferior bullets fired by the Night Owl Gang members hit his power armor without leaving a scratch, as powerless as raindrops hitting a steel plate.

An unnatural ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

The assassin, Chulisas, appeared like a shadow rising from the bottom of the water, appearing without warning just three inches behind Hela.

His ethereal robes shimmered with an eerie grayish-white luster, making his silhouette appear and disappear in the material world, as if he might dissolve into the air at any moment.

This is the most sophisticated equipment from the Assassin's Court, allowing the Churisas assassin to temporarily detach from the material world and approach their target almost like a ghost.

Furthermore, due to his untouchable nature, he is almost impossible to detect by psychic vision. The specially designed goggles he is equipped with also allow him to see the flow of subspace energy and accurately locate psychic individuals.

He didn't even glance at Qin Ye, who was standing to the side. Qin Ye was an ordinary person who didn't even have the faintest spiritual energy fluctuations and wasn't worth his attention.

Hela suddenly arched her back in pain, her face contorted, her slender fingers gripping the front of her clothes tightly.

Alpha-level psionicists have a much stronger connection to the warp than ordinary psionicists, and the approach of the untouchables made her feel as if her soul was being torn apart.

The psionic energy around her flickered like a faulty light bulb, each flash accompanied by her painful spasms.

This pain from the depths of her soul made it impossible for her to concentrate on manipulating her psychic powers.

The assassin, Chulisas, would not give his opponent a chance to go berserk with his psionic energy. When it comes to dealing with psionicists, there is no one in the entire galaxy more professional than him.

With a deft twist of his wrist, he struck Hela on the back of the head with the hilt of the dagger.

The strike was executed with perfect precision, instantly rendering the dangerous psychic unconscious without causing severe injury that could lead to a loss of control over his psychic powers.

Hela, who was being suppressed, was unable to resist and could only watch helplessly as the hilt of the dagger drew closer and closer to her.

However, at this critical moment, a large, bony hand suddenly tore through the air and precisely gripped the assassin's wrist. The leather wrist guard collided with the palm, making a crisp 'snap' sound.

The latter felt a chill run down his spine and turned his head to look, only to find that the person who had grabbed his wrist was the same guy he had previously thought was an ordinary person.

He immediately mustered all his strength to try to break free, only to find that the other person's five fingers were like shackles made of refined gold, and they did not budge.

However, as an elite member of the Assassin's Court, anti-psychic energy is merely a physical characteristic of the Churisas assassins; they are also enhanced warriors with extremely high combat skills.

After a fraction of a second of shock, he immediately retaliated.

With wrists twisting like serpents, one dagger slashed at the back of Qin Ye's hand, while the other aimed straight for his throat.

Its speed was as fast as a cobra's fangs snapping open.

Faced with such an attack, Qin Ye merely raised his eyelids slightly.

The next second, a tangible crimson blood aura surged forth, transforming into a ferocious blood beast that roared and pounced on the assassin, Chulisas.

boom--

The violent energy exploded, and the aetheric armor on the assassin, Chulisas, shattered instantly before this power, sending him flying backward like a broken kite.

His limbs were twisted, and he fell to the ground like a pile of rotten flesh.

Completely silent.

(End of this chapter)