He promised to become a knight, but what the heck is Astartes?

If a great emperor is too stingy, wouldn't he be slapping his own skeletal face?

[Ding ding ding! Emperor's Quest: Accept Judgment! Settlement complete!]

[In the name of the Emperor's Holy Fist, you slaughtered your way through the realm of Khorne, even death could not deter your determination to judge heretics! The great Emperor, atop his golden throne, watched your fearless charges, and even shed tears of emotion for you on his throne!]

"Good child! Your soul is harder than Rogdorath's. You have proven your loyalty to Terra and the backbone of humanity with your repeated deaths! Worthy of my Imperial Fist! Most loyal son! The glory of Terra will surely be restored by you!"

[Mission Rewards: 1500 Imperial Honor Points, +3 Imperial Favorability!]

[Bonus Reward: Imperial Psionic Protection (Passive)]

"1,500 honor points!"

"We're one step closer to exchanging for the [Second Heart]!"

When Luo Xia saw the mission reward, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

This time, the great Emperor Hook has really suffered a huge loss!

"But in order to prevent me from being corrupted by the warp god, he actually decided to personally give me psionic protection? Hagi Huang, you bastard."

Looking at the extra rewards from the Great Emperor's Hook, Rorschach also felt what true imperial favor was.

After all, among so many Primarchs, who else could have such an honor as Rorschach!

[The Emperor's Psionic Blessing (Passive)]

[Effect: Your soul resilience is enhanced, and your resistance to warp whispers and mental contamination is greatly increased.]

"It's better than nothing, I suppose. If there really was warp corruption, I would have become Khorne's Chosen long ago."

Seeing the effect of the Emperor's Blessing, Luo Xia shook his head. After all, there was no subspace in this world, so where would the whispers of evil gods come from?

"But speaking of which, are there evil gods in the spirit world?"

Luo Xia suddenly realized this, after all, according to the Wise System's understanding, the Spirit Realm of this world is a subspace.

Does that mean there are also four chaotic evil gods in the spirit world?

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm going to wash up and go to bed."

Luo Xia shook his head, took off his cultivation clothes, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and then lay down directly on the eight-meter-wide bed and fell into a deep sleep.

……

At the same time, deep underground within the War Spire, in a blood-red space.

Taylor, who had been waiting for a long time, was finally summoned by the dean.

"What's the rush? That you'd bring me back from the abyss for this?"

The war dean's gray robes were still stained with blood, and his white hair was somewhat disheveled, clearly indicating that he had just experienced a major battle.

"It's Rorschach. He entered the War God Realm today."

Upon seeing the old man's appearance, Taylor shrank back slightly, realizing that he had arrived at the worst possible time, having disturbed his teacher's deadly battle with a powerful enemy.

"Oh? How did you do?"

Upon hearing this, the war dean raised an eyebrow, then slowly sat down cross-legged, and with a wave of his hand, a cup of red tea appeared in front of the two of them.

Seeing this, Taylor, being perceptive, made tea for the old man and recounted Rorschach's amazing performance in the War God Realm that day.

"His performance is astonishing. Rorschach's soul power is incredibly strong; he was able to withstand the weight of thirty-nine deaths. Such talent is simply inhuman!"

"And every time this kid dies, he becomes even more energetic, even more courageous in battle! I've never seen such a genius in my life!"

Even now, when Taylor recalls what happened in the War God Realm today, he feels his worldview is collapsing.

Is Rorschach really human?

"He died thirty-nine times in one day within the War God Realm, yet his soul not only did not collapse, but instead became stronger with each battle?"

Sipping his black tea, a hint of horror flashed in the War Dean's deep eyes as he listened to Taylor's explanation.

How can this be?

"Yes, teacher, I saw it all with my own eyes. When he was resurrected for the last time, his spiritual power was even stronger than when he first entered the God Realm! This is simply against the common sense of the Spirit Realm."

Upon hearing this, the old man did not reply immediately, but closed his eyes and gently traced a line in the air with his withered fingers.

Instantly, an invisible ripple spread out, and he directly connected to the War God Domain, beginning to examine the various events that had occurred that day.

A moment later, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with utter shock.

"What a domineering power..."

Chapter 88 The Khorne Cup, Night of the Quasi-Knight (Please read on, please vote, thank you!!!)

"Teacher, what did you see?"

Seeing his teacher's always calm and composed face, as if nothing could make him show the slightest emotion.

When he saw that look of utter shock on his face for the first time, Taylor's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Rorschach really isn't human?

Or perhaps he truly is the son of a god!

"I have not seen anything."

The war dean shook his head, took a deep breath, and frowned.

"But I can sense that every time Rorschach dies and is resurrected, the corrosive evil energy and the heavy burden of death within his soul are eliminated by some inexplicable force..."

"No, it's not elimination, it feels more like enhancement!"

"That kid Luo Xia's soul power gets enhanced every time he dies in the spirit world!"

The war dean stood up in surprise, his expression showing even greater shock.

"The increase in soul power after each death erases everything, which is why Rorschach's soul has not dissipated even after dying thirty-nine times."

Upon hearing the teacher's words, Taylor gasped in shock.

"How is this possible? Even titled knights and those powerful wizards couldn't do something like this, could they?"

"Of course not."

The war dean shook his head, his eyes flickering as if he had remembered something, and then explained:

"The Spirit Realm, as the true sub-plane of our world, has not been fully explored by the ancient wizards even after tens of thousands of years. Some even believe that the Spirit Realm is the same as the Abyss, both of which devour other worlds and thus expand infinitely."

"However, if we're talking about who has the deepest understanding of the spirit world, then it's only those hypocrites from the Church of Wisdom."

The war dean smiled, then stared intently at Taylor and said:

"It seems that old devil Danix actually succeeded in entering the gate to the spirit world and even gained unimaginable benefits. No wonder the Cult of Wisdom has been searching for something even after destroying Danix."

"So you mean..."

"That thing is on Rorschach?"

Taylor swallowed hard. As someone who had personally experienced the 'Blue Tide' back then, he knew all too well the purpose of the Cult of Wisdom.

The Gate to the Spirit World.

This door is considered by all wizards to be the only key to the deepest part of the spirit world.

It is said that the deepest part of the spirit world is the abode of the gods!

"Who knows?"

The war dean shook his head, his tone turning icy cold.

“I will personally erase all of Rorschach’s records in the Divine Realm. If anyone else asks, just say he only persisted eight times.”

"This matter must not be known to a fourth person other than you, me, and the God of War."

“Especially those hypocrites from the Cult of Wisdom.”

The war dean snorted coldly, his expression utterly indifferent.

"If they smell it, they'll definitely fly over like mad birds."

As he spoke, the war dean slowly closed his eyes, as if he were feeling tired. He waved his hand, indicating that Taylor could leave.

But in the end, the old man still gave a word of advice:

“Rorschach has great potential. He has joined our War Church, and he is our future. Anyone who dares to touch him is going to war with me!”

Upon hearing this, Taylor nodded and said in a deep voice:

"I understand, teacher."

……

The next day was a day off.

Sunlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the eight-meter-long luxurious bed.

Luo Xia also suddenly opened his eyes and then sat up.

"Full of energy and brimming with vitality."

"Looks like today is going to be another beautiful day."

Luo Xia sighed and stretched, his bones making a crisp sound.

After a night's rest, all the fatigue from yesterday has completely disappeared.

"I'll cultivate for a while in the morning, and then go to the Night Owl Arena to participate in the Khorne Cup in the evening."

After Rorschach finished washing up, he opened the door to find Gwen already waiting for him in the living room.

The other person was carrying a tray with Rorschach's breakfast for the day: black bread and water.

"Rorschach, you're awake."

When Gwen saw Rorschach come out, she carefully examined his face, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

After all, according to what Company Commander Taylor told her last night, Luo Xia should be suffering from a splitting headache and feeling listless today after the intense training he underwent in the advanced training room yesterday.

Taylor specifically reminded Gwen to keep an eye on things and to inform him immediately if anything happened.

"Rorschach, did you hallucinate last night? Or did you see anything strange?"