Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

The temperature inside the pit is so high that shoes with rubber soles may melt the moment they step onto this scorched earth.

Psychic power covered the blade, and the surrounding evil curse fluctuations were like hot iron placed in the cooling water upon contact. White smoke emitted and gradually dissipated.

The one-meter-long piece of meat in front of me, breathing weakly and looking like it was mixed with the color of the scorched earth on the ground, is the first-level curse spirit from before. It was made miserable by Mr. Ishihara's "Burning Sky" technique. Incomparable, that's all that's left.

Even though the curse spirit is seriously injured and unable to move, as long as it is given time to recover, it will still return to its original appearance. The vitality of the curse spirit is beyond imagination.

So last hit is very important

After finding the target, Isayama Nomei's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stabbed hard with the knife in his backhand.

The hard exoskeleton had been torn apart in Mr. Iwata's previous attack, so the charred black meat in front of him had no obstruction. The enchanted blade pierced directly into the meat with great force.

After Isayama Norimei continuously injected high-concentration spiritual energy that was indistinguishable between curse spirits and poison along the hilt and along the blade, the curse spirit in a semi-drowsy repair state was as if someone had poured a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid on it. He suddenly woke up from his sleep, and countless shrill screams that were superimposed on each other and made people feel frightened came from his body.

"Isn't this still death?"

Isayama Norimei frowned. The vitality of the first-level curse spirit was beyond his imagination. The psychic power just injected could at least allow him to kill nearly 4,000 low-level curse spirits, but it seemed to lack some fatal damage to it.

"Get a hammer."

If it explodes, it will definitely be over for me who is so close.

"Diva, don't step on my face!"

The spell cannon requires a stable spell structure to form a beam-like death ray, but psychic energy is not a stable thing.

There seemed to be a lot of people inside, and the voices were a bit noisy. First there was an angry boy's voice, and then there was a competing girl's voice.

Isayama Nomei said something while running

Fortunately, Isayama Nomei's conscience found out, so he ran back and carried the yelling and desperate red-haired man on his shoulders and carried him away.

"Don't rush."

But to Ishihara's surprise, Isayama Norimei saw his anxious look and shouted directly

No matter, now is not the time to care about this. Then, regardless of what happened next, Isayama turned around and ran without any hesitation. He took three steps and then two steps at a time, and climbed straight up the hill.

said loudly

"I'm here to destroy you!"

"There's nothing we can do. The situation is urgent. Besides, this technique is designed to be used by me alone."

Isayama Kenmei immediately understood the intention of the curse spirit. It wanted to use the remaining curse power in its body to condense it into a curse artillery and fire it at zero distance.

"are you crazy?"

"Run? Why run."

When Ishihara saw the hurried Isayama Nomei jumping up from the pit, he was done.

When Isayama Norimei, who was running wildly with Ishihara on his shoulders, suddenly heard a scream from the distance that was mixed with a double layer of a woman and a baby, he knew that the extremely swollen curse spirit should explode!

"Compared to these, Satoru, please untie the spell. I'm going to die from suffocation."

"It's not because, Gojo, this technique is too rubbish."

The situation was critical. Isayama Nomei decisively stopped the supply of psychic energy and pulled out the sword. In the palm of his right hand, he quickly accumulated a small ball of spiritual energy material that shone with blue light.

Then soon, not only the white-haired young man, but also the others who were traveling with him were stunned.

The other boy's voice was gentle, but it was also full of resentment at the moment.

Isayama Nomei was suddenly illuminated by black and white light. Deep at the bottom, the naked eye could see that a small ball mixed with black and white light spots was about to form.

The jet black body surface quickly split into a mouth with sharp teeth, opening towards Isayama Nomei.

"Run!"

getting bigger each time

As the first white crack appeared on the surface of the expanded curse spirit, more and more cracks appeared one after another, and there was terrifying and hot energy brewing inside it.

So it didn't matter if Ishihara didn't look at it. He was shocked when he looked at it. What was contained in that black ball, even the fluctuations in the magic power in his heyday were not that scary.

"Brother, if you go back again, it will explode."

Ishihara was still confused, but when he saw that Mr. Akube sensed something and looked equally bad after hearing what Xiaomei said, he grabbed Qingye and Iwata on the ground one by one, and turned around and ran away.

"A small first-level curse spirit."

The leader was a young man with white hair and small sunglasses. He pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose in a cool way. The shoe marks on his face did not affect his arrogant and confident smile.

Face to face with the high-energy reaction contained in it, Isayama Nomei felt his scalp numb for a while as he was so close.

It also has the effect of suppressing the power of spells. Isayama Norimei mixed a concentrated spiritual energy ball into the unformed spell attack.

It is equivalent to throwing a large piece of very high purity metallic sodium into a calm river, which will cause big problems.

The reality is not like playing games, dividing oneself and the enemy, and friendly forces cannot accidentally injure them.

"Look behind you"

Coincidentally, at this time, a ball of light came from nowhere and landed directly near the detonation point at an extremely fast speed.

The action is quite rough

Is it an illusion?

Isayama Norimei can carry Ishihara and run away, which is considered to be the most benevolent thing, but can he still hold the hammer for him?

The white light film dispersed, and a group of guys who looked like students appeared in the center of another pit. There were men and women, and it was very lively.

A rather ominous scene appeared in the pothole. After Isayama Norimei's small psychic ball was swallowed by the curse spirit, unknown changes occurred. The form of the curse spirit began to distort, changing from a rectangular shape to a flesh-and-blood round shape. , and then experienced three rounds of expansion.

Ignoring the disgusting mucus, Isayama Norimei pushed the psychic ball into the open mouth of the curse spirit with his hands, as deep as possible.

There is even room for resistance

"Hey, is it solved?"

Ishihara finally panicked. Although he didn't know what dangerous things had happened, when he found that everyone was running and getting further and further away from him, as the one who couldn't run, you didn't panic.

"Can't there be more space? It's too crowded."

At this time, it was belatedly arriving. It was not difficult to guess that it was Isayama Norimei and the others who had sent a distress signal before, and thus came for support.

"Damn it."

"Okay, I understand, Xia You."

He reluctantly twisted his neck to take a look, and Ishihara's back suddenly became wet. He knew immediately that it was because his magic power was exhausted and he couldn't even use the most basic "magic induction".

"Wait a minute, Xiao Ming, I haven't got my hammer yet."

"Hey, hey, are you kidding?"

"Don't forget me"

"Fuck, I'm a wounded person, I can't move."

Because the curse spirit has indeed discovered it, but from the body that expanded to the limit and was covered with cracks, as well as the terrifying fluctuations of the curse power

It can all be judged

When Isayama Nomei stretched down, he even felt as if the curse spirit "vomited" a little.

Now the curse spirit is just a bomb that is about to reach its critical point and about to explode.

"Even if I am attacked at this distance, it itself will be affected."

as expected

The next moment, a huge pillar of fire shot into the sky, demonstrating its suffocating and terrifying power, and the circular shock wave generated by the explosion also rushed in all directions.

Although they were away from the front line of the battlefield, Isayama Norimei and others were obviously not far enough away. They were like dolls dropped into a washing machine and were swept and rolled several times by the shock wave.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion

Isayama Nomei seems to have heard it

"Gojo, you bastard!"