Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"Gojo Satoru has entered the scene."

Control room in the basement of Shibuya Station

Xia Youjie, who had a scar on his forehead and was wearing a blue-purple cassock, smiled even more when he saw the figure of Gojo Satoru appearing on the monitor.

Like a cat that caught a mouse, it narrowed its eyes with laughter.

The squinting Xia Youjie said to the one-eyed little man next to him with a head that resembled a volcano.

"Do you know when Gojo Satoru is at his greatest strength?"

"Xia You, don't keep it secret now."

The little one-eyed curse spirit was very unhappy and said in a stiff tone.

"We are going to fight him."

"That's him. Huh?"

But at this moment, the mineral water bottle placed on the table was shaking violently, and Xia Youjie swallowed all the words he wanted to answer.

"earthquake!"

Neon is located in an earthquake zone. There are thousands of earthquakes, large and small, every year. It is normal for earthquakes to occur.

But this time things were different. For other reasons, Xia Youjie and the volcano-headed curse spirit looked to the southwest almost at the same time.

It seemed that something attracted the two of them over there, and Xia Youjie's face suddenly changed with a smile.

"Who is this curse?"

Xia Youjie always felt that there seemed to be some malice towards him in this spell, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Huh? How could a compatriot be born during this time period?"

The one-eyed dwarf curse spirit also frowned, and a man said to himself over there.

"This is a city."

"No, although this movement is very similar to the birth of a special curse spirit."

Xia Youjie shook his head, but it was not like a super-grade curse spirit was born.

"It's the birth of a special magic tool."

Moreover, the curse tool is still contrary to the laws of nature and is not tolerated by the world. It is even more unacceptable to the will of the world than the weird [Nine Phase Diagram of the Cursed Fetus] that he personally refined.

He has lived for so long, but he has never heard of anyone other than himself who can do it?

The names of those old friends began to appear in Xia Youjie's mind, but most of these people had been killed before his plan started.

"Who is it?"

Xia Youjie suddenly felt that something different had happened to his originally planned plan.

For him who is accustomed to controlling everything and strategizing, for the first time, he had the idea that the situation would exceed his expectations.

At this moment, no matter which street in Shibuya District you are in, as long as you look into the sky outside, you will see a beam of light burning with golden flames shooting straight into the sky!

The dark night was illuminated by this beam of light, and the clouds in the originally vast night sky were also dipped in gold and emitted a bright light.

The momentum of this light pillar is extremely huge, and the instantaneous wind force it generates is as strong as a Category 7 or 8 hurricane.

boom! ! !

In an instant, after several loud noises resounded throughout the heaven and earth, several golden thunder dragons appeared in the clouds and rolled in the rapidly spreading dark clouds. The bodies of these giant beasts containing terrifying spells reflected a large piece of thunder, which would sink deeply into the sky. The clouds all reflected a brilliant golden color.

People can still hear the roar of dragons coming from the sky.

And as the light beam spread rapidly, the originally dark night sky suddenly became as bright as day, muffled thunder resounded across the sky, and thunder snakes pierced the dark sky as if it was the end of the world.

When the thunder dragons with terrifying aura above spit out heavenly punishment containing terrifying energy, they are about to rain down the punishment from heaven.

In a trance, a huge bloody demon seemed to appear underneath, his mighty and majestic body covered by simple armor.

In his hand was a sword about fifty meters long that seemed to be burning with red magic flames.

Even in the face of devastating things. There was no retreat in front of Tian Lei, and his magnanimity was enough to make people feel intimidated.

A red sharp slash cut through the sky, rising directly from the ground. It contained the arrogance of "vowing to be equal to the sky", and the sword wind generated shook the glass of all the surrounding high-rise buildings at once. broken.

"The sky, the sky is cut!!!"

Seeing the day being cut into two, the spellcasters all opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

Even though it was dark night, the scene of the thunder dragon being decapitated was still so clearly visible, and the blade was so terrifying that it seemed like it split the entire sky.

The scene where the sea of ​​clouds is rushing and split into two in the middle gives people a strong visual impact.

Only the terrifying residual force fluctuations in the sky reflected that what just happened was a fact, not an illusion.

The big shots from the Director's Department of the Conjurers Association have already entered the observatory and detected this unimaginable curse feast.

The well-informed old guys also discovered that it was the birth of an extraordinary special-grade magic tool that caused such an earth-shattering movement.

"Find out what happened!"

"Damn, is there such a big movement?"

The person who caused the big commotion just now had "escaped" a long time ago.

As soon as Isayama Kenmei left, at least nearly two to thirty magicians in black appeared where he had just stopped, and they were all first-level magicians.

Good guys, if you don't help Gojo Satoru, you'll be fishing from here.

Isayama Kenmei figured out that the Conjurers Association was full of bastards like Kusakabe, and left everything to Ushima Satoru.

Isayama Nomei himself did not expect that the movement would be so big, but fortunately, his curse tool was successfully refined in the end.

"It really took a lot of effort."

This is also the first time that he openly took advantage of the [Warhammer Simulator]'s loopholes.

At this moment, the palm of Isayama Nomei's left hand was wrapped with several slender golden chains, which were slender watch chains.

At the bottom of the watch chain is a pocket watch-like object about three centimeters in diameter. Its edges are polished as smooth as a mirror, and the dial is dotted with many strange and small patterns. These patterns look quite mysterious and mysterious, and the workmanship is fine. To be astonishing.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the exterior of this pocket watch exudes a faint golden glaze-like light.

【The Luck of Atonement】

Producer: Isayama Nomei

Quality: gold

Category: Special equipment (not notarized)

Durability: 56/56

Equipment requirements: Isayama Norimei's bound equipment can only be used by the host alone.

Note: Loans are not allowed.

Equipment effect 1: Fortune (passive), seizes the luck of being defeated or kills other humans, and the luck will be stored in the 'luck of atonement'.

Tip: Lucky has saved 0%. (Maximum storage 120%)

The minute hand inside the dial travels once, which is 100% storage. At that time, the hour hand will jump, which means that [strong luck] is stored once.

Equipment Effect 2: Strong Luck (Active), releases the luck saved in the 'Little Luck', and consumes 1 point of durability. During this period, the holder's luck attribute +3, and the effect lasts for 2 minutes.

If the 'Luck of Atonement' is not full of luck, 1,200 points will be paid in place of the luck. (The current equipment has not been notarized, so it is not available)

Tip: The cooldown time of Strong Luck (Active) is 1 natural day.

Equipment Effect 3: Lonely Throw (Active), which can clear all the durability of the equipment. When the equipment is damaged, the death judgment can be forcibly reversed when life is in danger.

Tip: This effect is only valid when the durability is higher than 95%.

Rating: Notarized yet. No rating yet.

Introduction: Although it is a piece of rough workmanship, it is still very good as a practical piece of equipment.

After reading the properties of this piece of equipment, you should know why it caused strange phenomena in the world and caused fear in the entire magic world.

First of all, it must be from an evil sect, otherwise how could it cause a movement that is even more outrageous than the movement caused by the [Nine Phase Diagram of the Cursed Fetus] that is harmful to nature and is not tolerated by the Six Paths.

It's equivalent to robbing other people's luck for your own use, and you also have to resort to killing, which doubles the magic of this piece of equipment.

Therefore, heaven and earth will not allow this kind of curse tool to be born!

But for users, there is no taboo that this is not allowed or that is not allowed.

It can be called luxurious.

Especially in terms of the luck attribute, Isayama Norimei can even say, "The boss is grand."

Haruta Jumen, although he was damned, he finally did something good. His technique turned into a piece of equipment with excellent attributes.

It can be considered a worthy death.

Although I can only be a real man for two minutes.

But in those two minutes, Isayama Nomei's luck value at least doubled.

Don't underestimate the power of any lucky value, otherwise, how can you say that the fighter plane is fleeting?

Besides, this thing can't be used only in combat. Although Isayama Norimei has no treasure chest to open now, if he extracts the simulated world in [Warhammer Simulator]. It also depends on luck.

Isayama Nomei touched his beardless chin and thought about the effect of this equipment.

By using the method of killing enemies, you can plunder other people's luck to promote the second active equipment effect [Strong Luck].

Even if you can't collect the full amount, you can also use points to pay, which is unexpectedly considerate. Although this function is temporarily unavailable in this timeline, it is necessary to know in advance.

Therefore, if Isayama Ken meditates to try the effect of this equipment, he must kill people.

It's a pity that Isayama Nomei originally wanted to take a good rest. After all, he finally arrived in the future and didn't want to see blood.

But the parameters of this equipment must be good and tested in actual combat.

For example, if you kill a level three conjurer, how much luck can you fill up on that piece of equipment?

What are the differences between level two, level one spellcasters, spell spirits of different levels, and humans?

These are things that Isayama Nomei can accomplish and realize together in this world.

Once he's done here, he doesn't need to make the same attempt again when he returns to his own timeline.

Isayama Nomei looked at the tallest tower in the Shibuya area.

Even without using any help to cover your eyes, you can still see the very strong fluctuations of the spell over there, which can be said to be a ghostly and demonic thing.

If he guessed correctly, the hundreds of floors of the building were all stuffed with curses filled by unknown people.

It's stomach-churning just to look at.

"Let's go over there as the first stop."

The second stop, Isayama Nomei had already thought about, was to go inside the [Account], where there were more curse spirits than on all the floors of that building combined.

Moreover, Isayama Kenmei smelled the smell of more than one special-level curse spirit in that tent, including one A-level one and several peak B-level ones.

Let’s start with some appetizers and desserts.

At this moment, the top of the building, which Isayama Nomei regarded as his first stop.

There is a big [H] letter there, which is a helicopter pad used for the company president to travel.

The wind was howling at night, but there were still three people standing there.

One looked middle-aged, while the other two were elderly.

One is the mother-in-law and the other is the grandfather.

The mother-in-law seemed very old and stooped, but the old man looked energetic.

He has a bristly hair on top of his head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is a bit funny.

Speaking of which, these three people really look like a group of comedians.

But they were actually once famous curse masters in the dark world. They were all masters who were active more than 30 years ago.

"Speak of it."

The old man walked to the edge of the building. Lean down and observe the city.

"On the periphery of the [tent], we occupy the most conspicuous position."

The youngest of them, the man with cockscomb hair, said slowly.

"But even if you find it, it will be difficult. Get close."

"That's right, after all, there are so many modified humans packed into the lower city."

The old man felt a little relieved after hearing his words. He shrugged his shoulders and began to persuade himself with an indifferent tone.

Transformed humans refer to those who were originally living people, but were transformed by a special-level curse spirit into hideous-looking, irrational monsters, equivalent to miscellaneous soldiers.

In other words, only the best guys can do it. Feeling smug about defeating a human-turned-cursed spirit. Yes, I'm talking about a certain sports student. That guy can fight with a locust curse spirit for so long. It's amazing.

"Our place is pretty good."

The old man put his hands on his hips and said in a relaxed tone.

"The enemy will definitely not be able to come up for a while."

But the old man had just finished speaking.

From the lowest floor of the building below, there was a sudden loud explosion. The vibration caused by the explosion almost shook the entire building.

The old arms and legs on the roof almost fell down. Especially if the old woman fell, she would definitely be choked.

"What happened?"

The old man grinned,

Why is it that my mouth seems to have been opened? Something happened as soon as I said it.

"have no idea."

At this moment, in the lobby on the first floor, Isayama Nomei wanted to test the pocket watch in his hand. Lucky loot level.

So he started directly from the first level and then gradually started cleaning up.

Now the entire first floor of the building has completely turned into a world of ice and snow, with frozen and hard ice sculptures everywhere.

There are different expressions, but one thing is that these curse spirits have been rested.

"Why did it only move one percent?"

Isayama Nomei took out his pocket watch and looked at the minute hand on it, but it had just jumped to the next position.

Isayama Nomei just froze about 120 curse spirits, but these 120 only slightly filled up his lucky 1%.

This ratio seems surprisingly low.

But regarding this issue, you don’t have to think that way. In fact, you should be able to know the result.

They were all captured to be transformed humans and placed here, where they met Isayama Nomei.

How lucky can these unlucky people be?

It's just bad luck, okay.

Isayama Nomei knew that there was a hollowed-out ceiling in the middle that could reach the highest point.

So, he came there.

"The number is really quite large."

As long as Isayama Nomei raises his head, he will see layers rising from above, layers upon layers, going up continuously. Every floor is full of bright red pupils, full of bloodthirsty eyes, unabashedly attacking On his body.

"Thirty-point seconds."

Isayama Nomei estimated in his mind that all these wastes could block his time.

Six slender and gorgeous ice-based wings slowly opened up behind Isayama Nomei. His whole body was bent like a spring accumulating kinetic energy, and then all the wings were inflated at the same time almost instantly.

"What happened!"

The three curse masters on the roof were still helping each other there, but they had not yet stood firm. The second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth shock waves were continuously spreading from bottom to top.

The power supply was also cut off, and the lights kept going out.

Isayama Nomei's whole body was like an arrow shot from a bow straight into the sky. His powerful wings would break all the tempered glass on the corresponding floor every time he flapped his wings.

So what the elderly people on the top floor are really not experiencing now is a pleasant experience. Instead, they feel like they were frightened when they were young.

When all the sounds fell silent, there was only one possibility left, and that was that the intruder had arrived in front of them from the ground.

The door that had been locked for safety was now flying towards them.

"Boom-"

This deformed steel door even hit the outside far away without losing any strength, and hit the downstairs.

Isayama Nomei pulled the deformed door frame, walked from inside to outside, and said hello to them.

"I didn't expect it to be three old guys."

These old guys looked at each other and knew that this person was not someone to be trifled with.

The old man spoke first.

"I'll delay it while you activate that technique!"

He said this to the old woman. That guy should understand what he meant. The young man in front of them was not something they could handle.

So you have to play the trump card.

Without further ado, the old woman took out a string of rosary beads and sat cross-legged on the ground, while the shamat middle-aged man stood beside the old woman like a bodyguard.

At this moment, only the old man has the energy to stop Isayama Nomei.

"Just resist the opponent for three minutes."

The old man is constantly judging the gap between himself and the enemy.

"Come on, kid."

This old man's technique is specially designed to deal with strong people, and he is still somewhat confident in delaying time.

The old man was still swaying from side to side, dancing in small steps.

"Pfft."

The frightening sound of flesh torn and bones torn was particularly harsh in the quiet night sky.

"Ah?"

How do I see my body?

The old man suddenly saw a headless corpse wearing his own clothes, and a large amount of blood was splattering from the fracture.

Isayama Norimei didn't have the skill of the old man to speak, so he went straight over and gently tore off his head.

"You old man talks a lot, doesn't he?"

Just because he had old arms and legs, he stopped him for three minutes.

Isayama Nomei held the head in his hand and was throwing it up from the clothes, then caught it.

"But I'm pretty lucky."

This old man contributed 3% to him all at once, which shows that he is an old man who can live until retirement. It is a pity that he met him.

"Two more."

"Um?"

Isayama Norimei saw that after he killed his teammates, the speed of the mantra chanted by the old woman suddenly increased by more than 40%.

"How could I let you succeed?"

Although he didn't know what technique the old woman used. But if you can kill someone easily, don't put in any extra effort.

So Isayama Nomei's whole body was in a throwing shape, and he threw the head in his hand in the direction of the old woman.

It was obviously a head, but in his hand it was like a cannonball.

Therefore, the middle-aged man who killed Matt was facing a formidable enemy and wanted to stop the thing that looked like a murderous volleyball in advance.

But the difference in strength is so great that it is impossible to intercept them.

The head in Isayama Nomei's hand blew the old woman's head off with one blow, and a headless corpse slowly fell to the ground.

"Hehe, you're right."

But because the old woman had predicted her own death at first, she simply sacrificed her remaining vitality, which suddenly reduced her spelling time by more than 50%.

In other words, before the headshot, a certain technique has been completed.

"Leave it to you, grandson."

The old woman said with a weak breath.

Her technique has been completely transferred to her grandson.

"I know, mother-in-law."

Before the man who killed Matt had time to grieve, he took out a small glass bottle the size of a fingernail from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth and crushed it with his teeth.

"Has your temperament changed?"

Isayama Norimei was slightly startled when he saw the face of the killer middle-aged man getting closer and closer to the familiar face in his memory.

A face that was not very interested just now. Suddenly a smile appeared.