Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 205 His murderous intention is always directed towards the strong (second update)

"Xiayou, do you feel it?"

A soft and gentle voice sounded in Xia Youjie's headset.

"[The tent] was destroyed."

This voice seemed to have a sense of schadenfreude.

"I know."

Xia Youjie, who was walking briskly in the corridor, had a gloomy face and felt like he was walking in a hurry.

For the first time, he could feel that there was something wrong with his plan, but it was ridiculous that he had no way of starting.

Impossible, I have arranged all the characters and every aspect of each event in place.

What went wrong? That will lead to the current result.

The destruction of the [Account] meant that the thousands of hostages he held could be rescued by these magicians, which was equivalent to all his arrangements being completely disrupted.

"Then let me go find out who did it."

The voice on the other end of the phone came, suggesting to Xia Youjie

"No, Masato, you should come with us."

If it were the previous Xia Youjie, he would definitely let the real person find it on his own.

Who on earth turned his perfect plan into this?

But now he has more and more ominous premonitions in his heart.

"Let Tuo Gen go."

Xia Youjie thought for a while. The decision was made to let a special species on their side with better concealment and detection capabilities go and investigate.

"Rang Tuo Gen?"

The real person was slightly happy, he thought of his compatriot who was shy and stayed in the sea.

On weekdays, a few of them played beach volleyball in Tuo Gen's field, but he kept diving in the water by himself from a distance, like a coward, not communicating with them at all.

Tuo Gen has no offensive power at all, so sending him there is not just a gift.

"How about I go?"

Although Tuo Gen is a special-level curse spirit, his strength is not as strong as imagined.

"What should I do if the little octopus dies?"

Unlike the real person, he has many ways to escape and is not afraid of getting away. However, Tuo Gen does not have any outstanding ability to escape. As long as he is discovered, it will be a dead end.

"No, let Tuo Gen go."

Xia Youjie shook his head and said to him.

"Zhenren, you have to have confidence in him."

Tuo Gen, after all, is a special-level curse spirit.

The formation is still human beings' fear of the ocean. The curse spirit formed in this way will be as weak as it is. It is just because it was born not long ago and does not have much foundation, so it is not much stronger.

Otherwise, Xia Youjie will not let go of that curse spirit because he has [Curse Spirit Manipulation Technique].

Remember, no matter how weak you are, it is still compared to a few of them. As long as you face a spellcaster who cannot open a field, you are still at a crushing level. You can even fight more than one dozen, one versus five, or one versus six. There is no problem.

"Come here and join me immediately. Stop wandering outside."

Xia Youjie told the real person on the phone to come back quickly.

"The top priority right now is sealing Gojo Satoru, other things can be put aside."

"As long as Gojo Satoru is sealed, the other spellcasters in the Spellcasters Association will not be afraid at all with our strength."

Xia Youjie could only suppress the anger in his heart first and prevent his mind from thinking about things other than sealing Gojo Satoru.

"Damn it, when I finish this matter, I will definitely kill the bastard who ruined my plan and let him taste my anger."

On the other side, Isayama Nomei was severely torturing his rebellious subordinate.

"You dare to attack me, you are really tired of living."

"A mere wage earner dares to commit crimes."

"Ridiculous."

Isayama Nomei was a little tired from playing.

The corners of Fuheishier's eyes, an old man's, became moist at some point, and a tear slid down his face at an extremely fast speed.

It should be the original host of this body.

But if Fuheishier could speak, it would definitely be full of grievances.

Except for the first time when he was manipulated and controlled by others, had Fushiguro ever hit Isayama Nomei once?

It was purely a one-sided beating, similar to how a slave owner beat his own slave.

Maybe slave owners are more merciful than Isayama Norimei.

"That's almost it."

Megumi Fushiguro, who was one of the backdrops over there, finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he said loudly to Nori Isayama.

"That uncle, no matter how much he hates you, you don't have to knock him unconscious and continue to beat him."

Mingming appears to be about the same age as Fushiguro Megumi himself, but his methods are extremely cruel.

Of course, Megumi Fushiguro didn't know why she stopped him.

Perhaps the main reason was because of some unknown impulse in his heart, which was because he felt uncomfortable watching the uncle being beaten wantonly by others.

"Innocent Mercy."

Isayama Nomei shook his head when he saw the spiky-headed boy wearing the Tokyo Conjuration College clothes below.

If Isayama Norimei hadn't tightly restrained the enemy's [Super King Bomb], Fushiguro Shiji, in his own hands.

Tomorrow morning, I don’t know how many conjurers will be alive to see the sun tomorrow.

"Don't have extra sympathy. Otherwise, you will suffer a big loss in the battle of the magician."

"Abandon unnecessary justice. You can achieve a life with less restraint."

Isayama Nomei looked down at Fushiguro Megumi and said coldly.

"Have you ever considered a question?"

"If I hadn't suppressed him, then this guy could at least kill 98% of the magicians who came to the scene tonight."

"But you don't understand anything."

When Isayama Norimei saw the guy below, he suddenly remembered that Xia Youjie had the same sense of justice, and kept saying what he would do for the sake of the righteousness in his heart.

But that is the least interesting way to live, to live for others and die for others.

Doesn’t it mean that if you don’t die surrounded by people, there will be no meaning in life?

"The meaning is unclear to you."

Megumi Fushiguro didn't quite understand it at all. What exactly did he want to express?

According to him.

The uncle who was suppressed by his younger brother was the murderous devil.

If he hadn't suppressed that person, he might have killed all the magicians present.

How could such a ridiculous thing happen?

There are three people with the strength of first-level magicians here.

Megumi Fushiguro didn't believe the enemy's rhetoric at all.

But he has never thought about whether it is possible that the strength of a first-level magician is not ranked high in this world.

Just as Fushiguro Megumi continued to want to say something to refute him.

Suddenly, he was speechless.

It was Isayama Nomei who loosened the psychic chains that had been tied to Fushiguro Shiji's body, preventing him from moving and restricting his movements.

Although Fuheishi'er has no reaction to the magic power, he will also be suppressed by spiritual energy. After all, [Heavenly Curse Binding] can be regarded as something in the world of magic.

That's why Fushiguro acted like an idiot and allowed himself to be manipulated and beaten by Isayama Nomei.

Now Isayama Nomei has changed his mind.

Instead of Isayama Norimei giving a long speech to convince them, why not let him see the true strength of this guy.

Shock therapy is always the most effective.

"What the hell is going on with that guy?"

Fushiguro Megumi clearly saw that the man was seriously injured, but just looking at his figure standing over there, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

As for the head of the Zenyuan family, the direct neighbor of the Zenyuan family also opened his eyes slightly when looking at the face that overlapped with his memory.

"What?"

It was still a bit unbelievable that the dead spirit actually appeared in front of him.

A drop of cold sweat ran across Fushiguro Megumi's forehead, and his nerves were already tense at this moment.

"There is no magic power."

"It's the same as Sister Maki, no, it's more thorough, completely 0 magic power."

But that guy stood there, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"And this murderous aura."

"How many people must he have killed to have such an aura that makes his skin crawl all over his body just by looking at him, making his hair stand on end."

"More powerful than Su Nuo."

Megumi Fushiguro can be regarded as someone who has experienced both sides of Su Nuo, so it is easier to make a simple comparison between the two.

Su Nuo also had to release his spell power and murderous intent to make those who looked directly at him feel fearful.

But the man in front of him with a scar on the corner of his mouth gave people the impression of a murderous tyrant just by standing there.

"This man is extremely strong."

"It turns out that he really wasn't lying."

Isayama Nomei was holding his arms at the side, looking at Fushiguro Megumi who was almost frightened and sweating profusely, showing a happy expression.

"What's wrong? Are you so scared that you can't even stand on your legs?"

Isayama Nomei laughed mercilessly.

"You kid, you'd better go back and study for two more years. Why don't you go to a college? Why don't you study hard and get a bachelor's degree?"

Fushiguro Megumi bit his lower lip, but he was unable to refute.

But suddenly Fushiguro Megumi's pupils shrank, because the uncle whom he regarded as as terrifying as a liger actually disappeared under his nose.

"Where did the damn thing go?"

When Fushiguro Megumi heard Zenin Maki's exclamation, she immediately understood where that guy was going.

It was against Sister Maki.

"Sister Maki."

"What's going on with this guy?"

Zenyuan Maki gritted his teeth.

"The power is unimaginable."

The other party wanted to snatch the special magic tool [Youyun] in her hand, but she was unable to resist at all, and the magic tool was taken away.

As a spell user, even the spells in her hand can be robbed.

There is no doubt that it is a shame.

At the same time, the pressure on the other three people also doubled, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Just now I faced them with my bare hands. He already possesses such terrifying suppressive power, and now a special magic tool falls into his hands.

That is undoubtedly even more powerful.

But what was surprising was that the uncle, after getting the special magic tool, did not attack them with the magic tool as he imagined.

Instead, he held the curse tool high and pointed it at the young man from before. Although there was no sound, the terrifying murderous intention that made the other four people fall into the ice cellar at this moment said everything.

That guy doesn't like them at all.

At this moment, he was the only one worthy of being his opponent.

Fuheishier's murderous intention will always only point at the strong.

"Who gave you the courage?"

Isayama Kenmei also recognized the curse tool, which was Fuhei Shir's [Youyun].

"It gives you an extra weapon to defeat my confidence."

Isayama Kenmei appeared in front of Fushiguro Shijir almost instantly, just as he could easily take away the magic tool from Zenyuan Maki's hand before.

In the eyes of Fushiguro Megumi and the others who had seen a ghost, Isayama Norimei quite easily snatched the unheated curse tool [Yuyun] from Fushiguro Shijir's hand.