Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 211 The past that cannot be returned, [Prison Gate] opens (second update)

"In the way."

Isayama Nomei's telekinetic psychic spell was activated in the moment of his thought.

Under his operation, these people who fell into coma due to being hit by the [Infinite Space] were continuously flown towards the outer area of ​​​​the upper level of the subway.

Although these humans are insignificant to him, after all, they are the ones Gojo Satoru wants to save even if his magic is overloaded.

So in the end, all that was left on the underground platform were stumps and broken arms, and the ground stained black by the blood of the cursed spirits.

In this way, no matter how fierce the beating is later, it will not affect those innocent ordinary people.

"Little paicai?"

Gojo Satoru has been the strongest in the world of magic for so long, but this is the first time he has been called a kid.

"Who? Me!"

This is so fresh.

It wasn't until the blood of a curse spirit sputtered out and covered the area of ​​his spell that he woke up like he was dreaming.

"Is this boy from the Kamo family?"

Although this pile of disgusting things made entirely of blood in front of me looks like the Kamo family's technique [Red Blood Exercise].

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

The swelling phase and the brain flower occupying Xia Youjie's body were actually a little confused.

When he saw the young man's [Red Blood Exercise], he felt that what they got was not real, as if they had practiced a fake one.

Apart from using weapons for close combat, there is no other use for them.

At most, he can control the blood flow in his body to increase his attack power.

These are all spells that everyone is tired of playing, and they are not surprising at all.

A little more advanced is like the expansion phase, which compresses one's own blood into a high-pressure water gun and then shoots it out, piercing the enemy.

The first attack on Gojo Satoru was done by him.

It's useless, but it's true.

What a fool, in fact, he already had a pretty good grasp on the Kamo family.

Among the three major families in the magic world, the Kamo family was originally his home base.

So now that such a weird freak appears, using the [Red Blood Manipulation Technique], it feels particularly incredible.

Like what they were struggling with, Gojo Satoru was actually a little hesitant about his own judgment.

Because this is a bit contrary to the common sense he knows, whether the [Red Blood Manipulation Technique] technique can achieve this kind of power is not mentioned for the moment.

As we all know, [Red Blood Exercise Technique], one of its characteristics is that it can only use the user's own blood, otherwise the Kamo family would not carry several blood bags with them when they go out to fight.

But there are so many in front of us. If it was all his blood, wouldn't it be a little too scary?

Not to mention the whole body blood of a person, even the blood of twenty cows is not that much, and there is no place on the boy's body to put a blood bag.

Regarding the young man who suddenly appeared next to him and got close to him, Gojo Satoru was full of confusion. It seemed that there was no such person in the Kamo family.

"Thank you for your help, boy."

Otherwise, Gojo Satoru alone would not be able to kill all the remaining cursed spirits.

"No, Satoru."

Isayama Nomei took out a few candies from his pocket and handed them to him.

"I'm not used to you being so polite all of a sudden."

"Here, you sweet tooth."

Isayama Nomei knew that this guy had mastered the reversal technique, so he probably healed the brain damage while using the field.

In the words of Gojo Satoru, it is to keep the brain fresh at all times.

Because I have been going on missions with Natsu Youjie, Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru recently, Isayama Norimei will also bring some supplies, and the one he carries the most is candy.

Sugar is something Isayama Nomei doesn't like to eat very much.

But I couldn't bear it and Gojo Satoru, an idiot, was too easy to mess up on daily missions.

It's really noisy to eat sweets when the food is ready. Giving him a piece of candy every time will make him feel better.

"Fulillian?"

The feeding action was so natural that Gojo Satoru took it subconsciously, still a little unable to believe what he saw.

Looking at the familiar candy wrapper that exists in my memory, those dusty years suddenly came to mind.

Don't look at it as just a simple candy. But that was Gojo Satoru's favorite candy when he was a student.

Then why don’t you like it after graduation?

I still like it, but the manufacturer in Sweden has closed down.

So Gojo Satoru couldn't eat it.

When the old men in the family delegated power, Gojo Satoru finally had the strength to control the overseas market.

Not to mention the factory, the company he founded has disappeared completely.

"Just the packaging?"

Gojo Satoru tore open the candy wrapper anxiously. The crystal clear candy inside is revealed.

And that nice, fruity aroma hits your nostrils immediately.

Gojo Satoru, at this time his hands had begun to tremble.

It seems like it really is the candy in his memory

When he put the candy into his mouth, the taste that only existed in his memory completely conquered his taste buds.

The familiar sweet and sour taste suddenly made Gojo Satoru feel like he was back in school.

At that time, I spent time with Jay, Glass, and the singer.

Rather than saying that it was a candy, it was better to say that it brought him back to a candy that recalled bitterness and sweetness.

The bankrupt manufacturers, no longer able to eat candies, and friends separated by yin and yang constitute the irreparable youthful regrets of Gojo Satoru throughout his school days.

"That's not the case, right? Brother."

Isayama Nomei rolled his eyes, wondering if there was something wrong with his brain in the five ways to become an uncle.

This sentimental look makes him look like the strongest in the world of magic.

"Hey, boss!"

Fuheishier was knocked back, and he slowly drew a long trace on the ground under his feet to release the recoil on his body.

There were several burn marks on Fuheishier's body, and the cream-white cashmere sweater was burnt a little bit black.

He just went to fight those curse spirits. I originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of a cursed spirit.

However, his plan failed too early. He should wait until the opponent further loses his combat effectiveness before harvesting, which would be more perfect.

"Fuheisher?"

Gojo Satoru still left a very deep impression on Fushiguro.

After all, that man was the first man who failed when he and Jay's strongest team went on a mission together.

I also saw that I was an enemy, but I entrusted my child to the person who killed me.

Now this man's son is also one of his most proud students.

"Hey, the kid from the Gojo family."

Fushiguro was also quite amused by seeing Gojo Satoru's expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Over the years, my little devil has been taken care of."

Gojo Satoru felt that there were too many surprises today.

Moreover, Fuheishier is calling the mysterious young boss.

All the abnormalities Gojo Satoru made him feel were all pointing to that boy, and he became more and more curious about the boy's true identity.

There was quite noisy movement in the distance. It looks a bit like an active volcano erupting.

Several people immediately set their sights there. I saw a pillar of flame filled with high temperature rising straight into the sky.

"That's enough tricks."

Just now, Luohu, Huayu, and Zhenren used simple fields to cover their hands at the same time, and finally destroyed all those weird, disgusting things that seemed to have life [Red Blood Technique].

"You bastard, you made us miserable."

Both of Luohu's hands were burning with blazing fire, and only one of his eyes was bloodshot.

"You bastard, are you the one who killed Tuo Gen?"

Just now, Fuheishi'er's smell was smelled by Luohu. It was the smell of the sea.

But no matter how strong the smell was on that man, it wasn't as strong as the smell on that damn brat next to Gojo Satoru.

It totally smells like a good friend.

That is, the special curse spirit that Isayama Nomei decided to take back to his sister and turned into a curse ball.

Therefore, Luohu's anger level suddenly exploded. As I said just now, if he encounters someone who kills his friends, Luohu will never hold back.

Only by burning that guy to ashes every inch can the hatred in his heart be alleviated.

"Are you talking about the octopus?"

Isayama Nomei didn't mind at all the murderous appearance of the cursed spirit opposite him, and cooperated very well in telling him the description of the cursed spirit in his memory.

“The grilled fish is delicious.”

"Also, that octopus seems to cry easily. If you hit it a few times, the tears will drip down."

Isayama Nomei thought that the cursed spirits were all strong and strong. I didn't expect there to be such a weakling, and it's quite funny.

"hateful!!!"

He was so angry that his every orifice was filled with smoke. It's all in your mouth, even steaming.

"When we came here before, we met Kei."

Isayama Nomei said to Gojo Satoru

"Because that curse spirit knows the domain, they are in a tough fight.

"So Fuheishe'er and I exorcised that special curse spirit."

"Damn brat."

"Wait a minute, Lehu."

Zhenren stepped forward and pressed down on Leohu, who was about to go berserk. He wanted to dissuade him.

But the real person's hand just rested on this one. The one-eyed curse spirit's body was instantly cooked by the scorching heat.

"Let go!"

Luohu's tone was very cold.

"Let's get down to business first, don't worry about that first."

If Luohu rushed up to deal with the young man, his combat power would be seriously lacking. He would be scattered all of a sudden and there would be no way to get him back.

"How much effort did it take for us to get to where we are today? Have you forgotten?"

The real person said through gritted teeth.

"Don't let Tuogen's sacrifice be in vain, Lehu."

"Hua Yu, you think so too, right?"

The eyes were full of cursed spirits made of branches. At this time, they also stepped forward and pressed on his body, shaking their heads at Luohu.

"I am also very sad about Tuo Gen's death."

Hua Yu's voice is similar to a girl's voice, so her voice is particularly soft when she speaks.

"But we cannot forget his sacrifice."

"We'll wait until the five roads are sealed, and then we'll kill that brat together."

What else can Luohu say at this moment?

Hua Yu was kind to him.

A single person who once revealed that he did not know whether to live or die attacked Gojo Satoru, but in the end, he had his Heavenly Spirit Cap lifted off him.

In the end, Hana Yu risked his life and snatched his head back from Gojo Satoru's feet. This kept him alive.

"I know."

Lehu believes that revenge never lasts. Besides, as long as Gojo Satoru is sealed, that kid can be easily captured with the strength of the four of them.

Although the brat just disappeared in a flash, and the vague fighting power he showed was quite amazing, the priority was definitely Gojo Satoru higher than anyone else.

"You actually managed to adjust without me?"

Xia Youjie opened his eyes and opened the door and walked out.

"These beasts are real. They quarrel every day."

If he doesn't appear in the decisive battle now, when will he appear?

Thanks to the unknown boy's origin, Xia Youjie found the opportunity to seal Gojo Satoru again.

"Sure enough, you still have to rely on me at the critical moment."

"Those losers are totally unreliable."

The four special-level curse spirits agreed that Gojo Satoru was their biggest problem. After getting rid of this really difficult guy, the remaining two are just little Karami.

Simply nothing to fear.

"Pah, pah. pah."

But the sudden applause made them turn their attention back to the young man who killed Tuo Gen.

"Are you really a curse spirit?"

It was obvious that he had decided to let him live a little longer, but Isayama Norimei took the initiative to walk towards them. With that arrogant pace, he didn't seem to care at all about what he was walking towards. There were four extremely dangerous special-level curse spirits.

"Wait a minute, boy."

Gojo Satoru wanted to stop him with his hand.

But Isayama Nomei just left him with a back view and didn't look back.

"You little brat from the Gojo family, if you die, that guy may not die."

Fuhei Shi'er took the initiative to explain, and then followed behind him, slowly walking towards the four special ones.

There is no way, the boss is on board, if he doesn't. What should I do if I don’t let him die later?

"Just watch it."

"How did these cursed spirits get killed by the two of us?"

"This is the first time I've seen a curse spirit hugging each other for warmth."

Fushiguro's knowledge made Isayama Nomei just chuckle without saying anything.

"Wild beasts always walk alone, but cattle and sheep travel in groups."

"Always Gojou, Gojou!"

"It's just a curse spirit, don't be too arrogant for me."

Isayama Nomei instantly appeared in front of their four special-grade curse spirits, and his target was one of them.

Because the leaky coral seems to listen to it the most.

"Ahem."

Isayama Nomei grabbed the eyes of the cursed spirit, which were two long branches, with both hands.

With his violent tearing, he pulled out two branches directly, and then inserted his backhand into his head, splattering a lot of blood.

Of course, this is not over yet, under the shocked gazes of the other three-headed curse spirits.

Isayama Nomei directly came up with a hand-tearing trick, no, a hand-tearing curse spirit.

Take the curse spirit directly from the head. It pricked and tore right away.

It's the kind of thing where the eyes see it, but the hands can't keep up, and there's no time to react.

It wasn't until Hua Yu's blood splashed all over them that they fully reacted.

Isayama Nomei was bathed in the blood of the cursed spirit, and he showed a ferocious smile.

"Do you think I'm not as good as him?"

This smile gave rise to a sense of absurd fear in the hearts of those special-level curse spirits, but the next second they were immediately filled with rage.

Another friend died in front of him,

"Tuo Gen, Hua Yu"

"Kill one so quickly?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the boy over there who had a gentle breath just now, but in the end he tore a cursed spirit with his hands as if the God of Death had come.

He never had this kind of strength at that age.

"Satoru, I also want to eat the candy just now."

But when Gojo Satoru also wanted to step forward to help the boy, a familiar voice that he thought he would never hear again in his life came to his ears.

So Gojo Satoru looked back in disbelief and saw that the friend he had clearly killed with his own hands appeared in front of him in good condition.

It’s Xia Youjie. He’s wearing that familiar coat and said with a smile.

"Can you give me one?"

What happened today? All of Gojo Satoru’s familiar old friends appeared.

Is it a class reunion?

And while Gojo Satoru was stunned, Xia Youjie took out a small iron square box and threw it to the ground.

It’s [Prison Gate Territory]

Xia Youjie said with a smile

"Open the door!"