Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

There was only a roar, and a figure flew out of a commercial building at an extremely fast speed and crashed directly into the shops on the street.

This is the destructive power of a first-level conjurer.

The huge vibration smashed through the cement wall at once, knocking down the archway hanging on the wall next to it and raising a lot of smoke and dust.

"Probably dead."

Nanami Kento didn't look at the guy over there for a second time and retracted his tie-wrapped fist. Instead, he looked at Kugisaki Wild Rose who was on the ground and said.

"Stand up, let's go find the main force to meet up."

"I understand, Nanami-san."

Kugizaki Wild Rose immediately helped up Akira Nitta from the ground, and quickly followed Nanami Kento.

"What's wrong, Mr. Nanami?"

Kugizaki Wild Rose suddenly saw that Nanami Kento seemed to be stiff for a second. He clenched his fist hard before returning to normal, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, it must be my misunderstanding."

Nanami Kento shook his head, just thinking it was his illusion and didn't care.

Just now, it almost flashed away in 0.01 seconds. It was far more than the oppressive feeling brought by the five objects to him. Some kind of ridiculously terrifying existence seemed to have descended on this place.

So for a brief moment, all the cells in Nanami Kento's body seemed to have stopped breathing, so it seemed to Kugisaki Wild Rose that Mr. Nanami's movements were stiff for some reason.

But this almost slight discomfort almost made him think it was an hallucination in his head due to being too angry just now.

"how come.."

Nanami Kento shook his head, how could there be a more powerful being in this world than Mr. Gojo, who could actually make him tremble before he even saw his shadow.

"Nanami?"

Isayama Norimei looked at the muscular man with short blond hair in a blue suit and touched his chin. A thin young man who had always called him Isayama-senpai suddenly appeared in his mind.

It turned out to be him.

After so many years, Nanami has grown into an outstanding and amazing first-level conjurer.

When Isayama Nomei arrived, he happened to see Nanami Kento knocking an unlucky guy away with a powerful blow and embedding it heavily in the wall.

Although that fist was not as powerful as when he kicked Kusakabe's fisherman into the asphalt road just now. Although the power was slightly inferior, it was still quite destructive for a first-level magician.

The street lights began to vibrate due to this, and the short circuit was flickering.

Seeing Nanami Kento's remarkable progress, Isayama Nomei couldn't help but think about what his two good friends would look like in this timeline.

Satoru has become a member of the Conjurers Association, so Najie should be doing much better than Gojo Satoru.

Although Xia Youjie is still a bit immature and even a little bit saintly in the eyes of Isayama Norimei, in the past 20 or 30 years, it is impossible to be so naive.

And whether the strongest combination of the year is still the strongest in this timeline.

Can't help but make Isayama Norimei feel excited

"Um?"

Isayama Nomei was standing upstairs when he suddenly heard an inaudible movement from below, which was the sound of fingers moving and caressing pebbles.

He opened his head and looked down and found that the bastard in the dust who had been beaten away by Nanami Kento opened his eyes immediately after seeing them walking away.

It turns out this guy is still alive.

"Playing dead?"

Even Isayama Nomei thought there was a corpse underneath and sent them all.

But the truth is not that simple

After a strange wave of spells, it started to glow with vitality from the state of a corpse.

Isayama Nomei was immediately interested. This person's technique might be interesting.

"Hahahahahaha."

Chongmen Haruta couldn't care less about the pain that the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He still couldn't control himself and let out wanton and wild laughter.

"Great!"

He has lost all his teeth, and his mouth leaks when he smiles.

“Another saving grace today.”

Thanks to Jumen Haruta's technique, this guy barely survived the angry punch of Nanami Kento just now.

But Haruta Chongmian hadn't smiled for long when he suddenly remembered what had just brought him terror and oppression.

He immediately wanted to struggle to get up, but he was not unscathed by Nanami Kento's attack just now.

In particular, Jumen Haruta's technique declined sharply after being locked by a certain existence.

So he had at least seven or eight broken ribs, and the elbow on his left hand was also broken, hanging down very unnaturally.

This made Haruta Shigemen's original mood of surviving the disaster suddenly disappear. His current state meant that if he encountered an enemy whose strength he could not resist, he might die in the next second.

Therefore, this man likes to bully the weak most because there is no risk.

The strong can always control the lives of others at will.

"Nanami, you are too."

Isayama Nomei shook his head.

"You're such an adult, but you haven't learned how to last-hit."

There was obviously a drop of about 100 meters from the ground, but Isayama Kenmeito put his hands in his pockets and jumped down as if he were walking on flat ground.

After stumbling to get up and falling, Zhongmian Chun took great trouble to find his knife from the rubble, and wanted to go out to the street to find a safe place to bandage himself briefly.

But Haruta Shigemen suddenly discovered that there was someone in front of him.

This familiar sense of crisis was caused by the death star shining above his head.

"Yo, trash."

A look of horror suddenly appeared on Shigemen Haruta's face, and his back that had been soaked in cold sweat was soaked again.

Isayama Nomei was still wondering why this guy was already sweating profusely even if he didn't even take action.

"I will die, I will die."

Although the man in front of him had very little magical power, Haruta Shigemen felt like he was an ordinary person.

But facing the person in front of him, he knew why he misjudged the guy in front of him as an ordinary person.

Because the gap in strength between him and his opponent was so big that he couldn't even feel it.

It's similar to how ordinary people always confidently say "I'll be a sliding tackle" before seeing a real wild tiger.

There is only one sentence now

That's "dying."

In the face of such an existence, it seems that even breathing is difficult.

Maybe you can really breathe?

Haruta Shigemen even felt that he would be killed directly by the opponent just because of his breathing, and his scalp was numb with a sense of crisis.

Dancing on the tip of the knife was the feeling of walking on thin ice, and unprecedented death and suffocation completely enveloped him.

Therefore, under the extreme desire to survive, Haruta Shigemen chose

The most humiliating thing

Kneel down

"Plop." With a sound, the originally standing Zhongmian Haruna was now lying on the ground like a prostrated figure, assuming a "subordinate seat" posture.

Haruta Chongmen had a seriously injured body, so the wound became even more serious.

But when life is seriously threatened, dignity is no longer a concern.

Moreover, not only did he adopt the "disciple's seat" posture, Haruta Junmen also rarely gave up the little trick he always used, which was his broken sword.

In fact, the broken sword magic tool has a certain degree of autonomy. After being thrown, it can turn around and inflict damage to the enemy from unexpected angles.

This time when he met Haruta again, he stabbed the knife into the ground to show his sincerity.

Because Chunmen Haruta also knows that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how small tricks are, it will not work.

The weak can only kneel at the feet of the strong and pray to him. be able to forgive one's own name

"Please, let me go."

Even Haruta Shigemen's tone of voice was trembling while he kowtowed.

You don't even need to look at his face to know that this guy must have burst into tears at this moment.

It was as if he had truly made a confession.

Speaking of which, Isayama Nomei has already made two guys cry today. The one was defeated by Isayama Nomei after all, and the other one has no bones at all.

"hehe."

Isayama Nomei sneered. Disdainful of Haruta's clowning behavior.

If the guess is correct, the person who stabbed Miss Akira Nitta with a knife before making a phone call was the person who kept kowtowing on the ground, kneeling down to beg for mercy, and not even daring to look at Isayama Nomei.

Moreover, along the way Isayama Norimei came here, he did see the corpses of many auxiliary supervisors. Several holes were stabbed in their bodies with knives before they died of heavy bleeding.

The methods are really cruel

This person should also have done it.

"The tear of crocodile."

"Not worthy of sympathy."

Isayama Nomei held his right hand in the air, and the special curse tool [Soul-Eating Knife] appeared in his hand.

"But I'm very interested in your technique."

Isayama Nomei's sword was pressed against Shigemen Haruta's chin, causing him to raise his head and look at him.

"Hai?"

Haruta Shigemen still didn't understand what this powerful man meant.

The next second, he found that he couldn't breathe, and his whole body was falling downwards due to weightlessness.

Haruta Shigemen widened his eyes and wanted to scream loudly, but due to the strong wind blowing in his face, he couldn't even open his mouth, and the flesh on his face was trembling.

He reluctantly turned over, but the scene before him directly made his originally panicky heart become even more frightening.

"Illusion?"

But the pain all over my body was so real, there was no doubt that it was reality.

Originally, there was a huge, dark bowl lying upside down in the middle of the brightly lit city of Shibuya, but now this [tent] of several kilometers was actually about the size of a small car in his eyes.

Haruta knew it was over for the day.

It's nothing, just a free fall at an altitude of 10,000 meters without any protective measures.

Isayama Nomei used the psychic spell of space teleportation to bring Haruta Shigemen here, and then threw him directly to the ground in one breath.

So can Haruta not be surprised when he meets again?

He was originally on the ground, but in the next second he appeared ten thousand meters in the air with his feet unable to touch the ground and his hands unable to touch anything.

The panic caused by weightlessness. besides. The feeling of suffocation made Haruta Chongmian almost pee in fear.

The mind has already started racing.

In this case, no matter how lucky Haruta is to meet again, it will not help.

Without a parachute, death is inevitable.

My mind went blank.

As the ground got closer and closer, Haruta Shigemen couldn't even see the terrifying existence, which was smiling and waving to him.

"Devil, that's definitely a demon."

Isayama Nomei's warm smile like the spring breeze, blessed by Haruta's filter, is already more terrifying and ferocious than the devil.

Haruta Shigemen stopped precisely where his face was less than one meter from the ground.

The corners of Isayama Nomei's mouth rose, and he held the guy in his hand and stopped in place almost instantly.

Moreover, there is a steel bar exposed in front of Haruta's left eye due to Nanami Kento's violent attack. If it goes down 2 centimeters, the eyeball will be poked and exploded.

This is just a little luck, an insignificant part of the misfortune.

Although it stopped, at the moment of forced stillness, every inch of Haruta's internal organs seemed to have experienced a considerable impact, compressed and collapsed, especially most of the blood vessels in the heart and brain had swelled to the point of almost bursting.

This is the result of Isayama Nomei's deliberate control.

Jumen Haruta's eyes, which were twitching even when he was standing upside down, were blood red and congested with blood. The blood in his mouth was mixed with internal organs fragments and was spitting out continuously, which looked extremely terrifying.

Even he himself thought he was dead, so Haruta's long golden hair was covered with mottled white hair at some point. Half of his head was white, and he looked particularly haggard.

Isayama Nomei noticed that a purple triangle-shaped tattoo appeared in the empty place under Haruta Shigemashi's eyes.

It was the fluctuation of spell power just now that allowed the guy in front of him to survive from the hands of Nanami Kento.

Isayama Ken meditated for a while, took out a few things from his arms, and threw them directly in front of Haruta Shigemen who was lying on the ground like a dog.

Haruta Shigemian was still a little dazed. He held up the stack tremblingly with hands that were no different from those of a refugee, and his mouth was trembling.

"This is?"

If Chun Mian Haruta wasn't literate, then the Neon Lottery Committee Supervisor would have thought that he had read the words wrong and didn't understand what he wanted to do.

Isayama Nomei just said coldly

"Shave it for me."

"Yes Yes."

Haruta Chongmian didn't dare to neglect, so he used his bleeding nails to scratch there. After a while, the three scratches were done.

"Did you hit it?"

Isayama Nomei asked

The scratch ticket he gave Chunmen Haruta was that as long as he scratched out the numbers, he would win, so there was no need to follow any rules.

"Sir, I won 100,000 yen for this one, and 400,000 yen for this one."

Haruta Shigemen said in a trembling tone

"As expected."

Isayama Nomei just randomly drew a few scratch tickets, and this guy won the prize.

The lottery tickets that faced Haruta were suddenly covered by a strange spell and began to spontaneously ignite without fire.

When the lottery tickets burned up and turned into ashes, Haruta looked confused and didn't know what had just happened. He seemed to have forgotten his experience of winning by scratching the lottery tickets.

After the lottery tickets were burned, several purple inverted triangle tattoos appeared again under the corners of Haruta's eyes.

In response to this, Isayama Nomei raised his foot and stepped hard on Haruta's chest without any mercy.

boom! As Nori Isayama's feet fell, a deep dent appeared on the load-bearing wall of the nearby high-rise building, and countless cracks spread along the ground.

It was obviously a fatal injury, but Haruta Shigemen actually came back to life after a while.

As for the tattoos under the corners of Haruta's eyes, there were originally several tattoos, but they have disappeared at this moment, but they are still in a dying state with too much air coming out and too little air coming in.

"really."

Isayama Nomei understood that this guy's spell was luck.

By consuming the little luck he had accumulated in daily life, he formed big luck all at once, forcing him to survive.

Still a lucky boy.

Isayama Nomei's luck attribute has not improved even once after so many simulations.

This scumbag's ability is that he is born with the ability to be lucky. This is really damn good.

Isayama Nomei is sour.

He was a little interested in this guy's technique, but a person's technique cannot be taken away, so it is said to be a raw technique, which means the ability is born with it.

Moreover, Isayama Nomei could not transfer this guy's soul to the river of death by killing him.

Luck is undoubtedly a very important attribute in combat.

The flaws and mistakes made by the other party unconsciously are all the power of luck.

It's really a waste that this kind of ability to accumulate luck and convert it into great luck is controlled by this kind of waste.

As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more methods than difficulties.

Isayama Nomei thought for a while, and maybe there really seemed to be a way to circumvent the supervision of [Warhammer Simulator] and take advantage of the loopholes.

Tip 7 for the [Key to Transcend Time and Space] equipment: [You cannot bring any living beings in this world back to the original world, and you cannot swallow souls through the [Dead River]. 】

What about dead things?

Isayama Nomei kicked the dying Haruta Jumen, who was no different from a dead dog.

To be precise, is it a preparation for Isayama Kenmei's refining?

Not only will it bring back the world of Nori Isayama, but it will also legalize the notarization of [Warhammer Simulator].

"Is it made from the human body?"

Isayama Nomei touched his chin. He had never tried it before. Using the same kind of body to make a spell tool sounded taboo.

This is how the famous special-grade curse tool [Prison Gate Frontier] in history was formed.

Besides, Isayama Nomei doesn't even have the mental burden to transform the same kind into a servo skull, let alone make a human body, it's trivial.

If I can’t simulate it and it doesn’t give me luck attributes, then fine, I’ll make it myself.

Rather than asking for help from others, it is better to ask for help from yourself.

Isayama Nomei even thought of the name of the equipment, but it was slightly different from a certain big shot's [Destiny Salvation].

Call it atoning luck.