Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 148 Who is in favor and who is against.

Under the moonlight, in the deserted mountainous area, a huge black cross of light suddenly appeared and cut through the night sky. A large amount of blood-like black liquid poured out from the torn cracks, causing a downpour covering the surrounding area of ​​more than ten kilometers.

The fine rain of blood, backed by the black cross, is filled with a solemn sense of sight.

The blade falling from the sky kept spinning and finally sank into the ground, and then a beautiful figure landed steadily on the ax handle with its feet one behind the other.

"came back."

Smelling the moist water vapor in the air and the lush trees around, Mingming knew he was back in the real world.

Ming Ming fell from the handle of the ax to the ground, shook his hair and wiped away the black rain that was beating in the air. A trace of shock could be seen on his face that was wet with blood.

Thinking of what happened just now, it felt very unreal. She actually fully experienced the power of the field that only appeared in legends.

"By the way, where is Xian Ming."

When Ming Ming opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the air about 200 meters above and there was a forest below.

But she didn't panic. As a first-level conjurer, Ming Ming naturally had two brushes on her body and her height couldn't trouble her at all.

So he decisively chopped down the ax in his hand as a foothold, used precise body skills to remove most of the gravitational potential energy falling from the air, and then stood firmly on it.

"Sister Ming, I'm here."

Isayama Nomei's voice came from above.

Mingming saw the giant ice Buddha behind Isayama Nomei in mid-air slowly dissipating into the air and gradually becoming nothingness. With the help of airflow and spell power, he himself slowed down his falling speed and fell steadily. Fall to the ground.

Mingming ran over immediately

"Are you okay? Xian Ming."

Isayama Nomei shook his head and replied.

"I am fine."

His face was full of exhaustion.

The first time I opened the field, I used too much force.

The release of the domain is more laborious than imagined. The consumption of mantra power invested in the early stage can be said to have drained almost all the mantra power from Isayama Nomei's little love.

Field is not just about building a beautiful flower shelf.The core is particularly important. The caster uses "raw techniques" and his ultimate techniques to fully cover the enemy.

Xiao Ai's awakened [Winter] power can be regarded as a T0 existence in the natural system. The domain level and the characteristics of the spell are much higher than the level of the enemy's curse spirit, but they are already separated as soon as they collide. High and low, the realm of the curse spirit was corroded by Xiao Ai's realm as soon as it came into contact.

It’s true that the field is very strong.
But Isayama Norimei, who forced the activation of the field, felt extremely tired and consumed a lot of mental and mental energy.The field is really not created by humans, and he really almost suffered from mental exhaustion.

No wonder there have been very few conjurers who can use the domain in the past and present. Behind this is the nightmare of countless geniuses. The power of assisting spells that can support the construction of the domain is only one aspect. It also requires a large amount of computing power and information processing capabilities.

What restricts Isayama Nomei's field of use is not only his brainpower, but also the inadequate development and application of small love techniques.

Xiao Ai temporarily fell into a deep sleep because all the magic power was used up by Isayama Nomei's realm. It was overloaded.

Thinking about it this way, Gojo Satoru is simply a monster.As a good friend of Gojo Satoru, Isayama Nomei knows what his technique is.

"Infinite power", it is almost impossible for all attacks to directly contact him. Driven by unlimited power, any attack directed at him will become extremely slow the closer it gets to Gojo Satoru.

The distance between us seems to be very close, but in fact we are separated by a fingertip of the Milky Way.

This is also similar to the use of a field. I am invincible within a few miles.

However, Isayama Norimei learned from Xia Youjie that Gojo Satoru could actually activate his nature for several days and nights.Sleepless and restless, he is simply a monster.

The huge accumulation of mana power that can last for several days is not mentioned in the past.The amount of memory the brain uses for spells is scary enough.

Isayama Norimei also experienced it once. It took about 30 seconds from the expansion of the field to the end. However, every second, Isayama Norimei's brain had to bear a massive amount of data and information. His brain felt like it was It blew up.

Although Gojo Satoru is at best a castrated version of the field, the information processing aspect does overload the brain.

Is this guy’s head really not going to be burned out?
Or is it said to have been burned out?

Isayama Nomei's head felt a sharp pain when he mentioned it, and he subconsciously took in a breath of cold air.

[The effect of Praise of Life has been triggered]

[Health points are restored, mana points are being restored, lasting three seconds. 】

An invisible green light flashed across Isayama Nomei's body.He immediately felt that his headache seemed to be relieved a lot, and his depleted mana began to recover again.

After taking several [Praise of Life] to restore its effects, Isayama Norimei immediately felt much better, and even the nerves that were overused were no longer so painful.

The fatigue seemed to be eliminated, and Isayama Nomei's breathing became smoother.

"Praise the Father."

The effect of [Praise of Life] was far more powerful than he imagined.The vitality replenished by the passively triggered first skill effect not only replenished his health bar, but also made up for the mental loss caused by forcibly activating the field.

Isayama Nomei has an idea
If the [Praise of Life] skill can be strengthened to be active all the time, then it doesn’t mean that it can allow Isayama Norimei to use the field multiple times a day.

The field is nuclear weapons, no doubt about it.

In the records of the Spell Masters Association, those brilliant predecessors have the only consensus on the experience of the fields they use.

"A conjurer can only use the realm once a day."

The field places a heavy load on the human body, and the demand for mantra power is also very high.

Even the ancient magicians could not support the long-term expansion of the field, which was a rule that everyone had to acquiesce to.Except for a certain existence known as the "King of the Curse" thousands of years ago.

"How about we go back today? How about doing the mission tomorrow?"

As a first-level conjurer, Ming Ming has documented documents about the field in the Conjurer Association.She has permission to read it, so she has a certain understanding of the field.

When she thought about Isayama Nomei's expression after he opened the domain just now, she also saw how exhausted he was, so she suggested.

If he hadn't seen Isayama Nomei still able to stand up, Isayama would have wanted to call an ambulance for him.

"Need not."

Isayama Nomei shook his head, his mana had almost recovered.

As for Xiao Ai, let her sleep. She is asleep because of Isayama Nomei's violent driving.

Xiao Ai's large-scale freezing ability Isayama Nomei temporarily lost. Anyway, Isayama Nomei didn't come here like this when there was no idol curse spirit before.

Isayama Nomei was able to reach this point without relying on anyone but himself.

"I feel okay, Sister Ming, keep going."

Wouldn't it be better to finish it earlier and go back to call it a day?
Isayama Nomei took about five days off from school in total.In other words, if he finishes this matter early, the rest of the vacation will not be his.

The experimental equipment ordered by Isayama Nomei will arrive tomorrow. It is better to choose a different date and solve it as soon as possible.

But for a small matter like teaching a disobedient dog, do you still want to delay it for a day or two? "By the way, Sister Ming, tell me your destination. We might as well go directly there."

Isayama Nomei couldn't wait for the Spellcaster Association to provide support or new vehicles, and he wanted to go there directly.

The black Maybach, Isayama Nomei's and Meimei's original means of transportation, was still in the tunnel that was attacked by the train before.

To be honest, Isayama Nomei doesn't know where he is now.

His mobile phone has not yet been replaced with the version specially provided by the Conjurers Association, so the signal is not very good.

And Ming Ming is a mobile phone version specially provided by the Conjurer Association, so even in edge mountainous areas, the signal is still good and can achieve the effect of satellite calls.

When she heard that Isayama Nomei didn't want support, she deleted the words she had typed on her phone.

"How do we get there?"

Mingming looked at Isayama Nomei.She wished she knew where the rest of the night was coming from?Find a vehicle that can carry the two of them.

"give it to me."

Isayama Nomei asked Meiming to look into the forest.Mingming soon saw it in the forest. In the dark forest not far away, there seemed to be a few black shadows flickering.

Soon two huge black figures appeared directly in front of Ming Ming.It is a three-meter-tall beast with a body as red as blood and strong muscles covered with hard scales.

The brutal monster's eyes widened.His mouth opened, revealing his sharp teeth, and he stared at Ming Ming and Isayama Nomei intently.

The first impression given to Ming Ming was that it was very dangerous and oppressive.She even subconsciously picked up the ax and held it in front of herself, as if this could bring a sense of security.

If Isayama Kenmeiri hadn't said it, he would have prepared it.Ming Ming might have felt stressed because of the pungent smell of brass in the air and the eyes of the two monsters that regarded her as prey.

It's impossible to attack, just a small bounty, I want her to fight hard, it's a beautiful idea.

Ming Ming even wanted to start retreating.

This wolf-lizard hybrid has the feel of a creature from a horror movie biological experiment, rather than a ghost.

What are they?
The ax in her hand was so hard that her fingers turned white, and it was even trembling slightly.

It seemed that Ming Ming was feeling uneasy,
Isayama Nomei summoned a flesh and blood hound to come forward, and soon this monster was bigger than a brown bear.He came to him with unruly steps.

Isayama Nomei just stretched out his hand.

"This thing just looks a little fierce, but it's actually very docile."

The monster that looked very arrogant in Ming Ming's eyes actually lowered its head and let Isayama Nori Mei touch it. While he was touching it, he did not forget to smile and say to Ming Ming.

"Sister Ming, let's ride a wolf (dog)."

Isayama Nomei called another flesh and blood hound forward and came to Mei
Out of her trust in Isayama Nomei, Mingming wanted to reach out and touch its head like Isayama Nomei for the first time, but the beast actually became furious as if it had been insulted.

The flesh hound opened its big mouth and the upper and lower jaws touched each other, making a frightening crunching sound as the teeth interlocked with each other.The bite force is amazing.If it weren't for Ming Ming's quick movements, half of his palm might have been lost.

Mingming turned to look at Isayama Nomei, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Is this what you told me, meek?
Isayama Nomei smiled awkwardly
"He's kidding you."

On the other side of the night, the branch of the Star Sect and the headquarters of the Soul Society are located in the center of a Three Realms Canyon surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The buildings here are all circular, accompanied by various modern European-style large villas, which look very luxurious.

The largest conference hall here is the auditorium, which can accommodate 5000 people.
The conference room was packed.Because Qi and Soul are holding a semi-annual cadre meeting, there are about 3000 believers.

These believers are ordinary people.The magic power on their bodies is very weak.

Ten people stood on the platform used to speak.These guys who don't look like any good things have different auras.The weakest one is probably just barely able to reach the level of a magician.

Most people are between the level of third-level magicians to second-level magicians.

The only one at the scene who could be considered the tallest among the dwarfs and reached the level of a first-level magician was the Pope of the Society of Weapons and Souls - Zenue Matsuda
All the people sitting on the platform were wearing white cassocks.Combined with the rosary beads in his hands, he looks like a magic stick.As for the president of the Association of Instruments and Souls, he was holding a microphone and speaking impassionedly to the believers below.

"Lord Tianyuan, he is our eternal faith!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the closed door of the conference room was kicked open by some huge force.

The terrifying force directly kicked half of one of the doors straight to the front, where the senior executives were sitting, smashing the signboard and big screen above.

"Yo yo yo, it's quite lively here."

A very young boy walked in. He looked around, seemingly curious about everything.

"There are so many people inside."

Looks a bit like a student

"Good evening, we are from the Conjurers Association."

"Everyone in the Association of Weapons and Souls, although it is sudden, this place is now fully taken over by our Spell Masters Association."

Isayama Nomei walked all the way from the back to the front and snatched the microphone from the hands of the ugly-looking Pope, Matsuda Zenue.

"According to the order of the Spell Masters Association, our Weapon and Soul Association will immediately stop all activities."

"All your activities are prohibited without the permission of our Conjurers Association."

Isayama Nomei smiled at the civilians below and said
"Well everyone, it's already so late, you'd better go home quickly."

"Where the hell did you come from, little bastard!"

A person on the platform immediately stood up and cursed at Isayama Nomei

"Who do you think you are? Let the president of your Conjurers Association come."

"Pfft!"

The roar stopped abruptly, because his upper body was torn apart alive in the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart and the sound of beasts biting.

A huge monster appeared on it at some point. The white cassocks of the senior executives sitting close to the unlucky guy were dyed red. They were all so panicked that they almost jumped up and rolled around. I want to stay away from here.

"Now."

Isayama Nomei turned a blind eye to this, and he calmly scanned the faces of every senior executive.

"Who agrees?"

"Who is against it?"

　Modified—12.32
　　The Panxing Cult is not a good thing, so don't think I'm cruel, they deserve it.

　　Amid the applause of hundreds of believers, Gojo Satoru left with Riko Tenuchi's body in his arms.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)