Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"Lee Se."

A bare-chested, long-haired man with visible scars was tied to a chair and unable to move.

He was listless and still murmuring his beloved daughter's name.

The most horrifying injury on Kamishiro Shaei's body was a bloody hole in the tail spine of his back. His SS-level trap was already empty.

A ghoul who is deprived of a kebab will not die. Even the dug out kebab can even grow back as long as it eats a lot and the passage of time.

Therefore, this is the purpose of the existence of the ghoul prison, which is to trap those ghouls who are suitable to be made into Kuink, so as to achieve the effect of continuously producing Hebiao.

Isayama Sakura will only devour it more thoroughly, and there will never be a trace of the original power left behind after the power she plundered.

It belongs to a goose that has plucked its hair and will not leave any hair behind.

It can be seen from the intoxicating smile on Isayama Sakura's face that the SS-level ghoul's bun is definitely a rare delicacy.

"Sister, you don't feel any discomfort, do you?"

"No."

Isayama Sakura shook her head, with traces of blood still remaining on the corners of her mouth.

Isayama Nomei knelt down to help her wipe it off

What my sister ate this time was an SS-level Wei Hyuk.

Isayama Norimei knew that Uhyuk had the most balanced attributes in all aspects among all four types. Basically, except that he could not be suspended for a short period of time like Yuhyuk, they all had the advantages of other types.

The process of Isayama Sakura absorbing these ghouls is like constantly completing a puzzle piece by piece, making progress while eating.

Therefore, after Isayama Sakura absorbed it, there would definitely be some changes that he didn't know about, but this greedy little fool didn't notice it.

Isayama Nomei shook his head helplessly.

Isayama Nomei was holding the closed suitcase of [Narukami] in one hand, and grabbing the back collar of Isayama Sakura's clothes with the other hand.

Said a little helplessly.

"We've already wasted some time because of your gluttony."

"Think about it, how many ghouls died there in the time you wasted, and you wouldn't be able to eat them."

There are three Aegis-class missile destroyers parked quietly on the surface of a certain sea area. These are not the Neon Military Fleet, but are all the private property of CCG.

The cannons above continued to bombard the island in front of them that was surrounded by a dark forest. This area was where the Bronze Tree was located.

"The annihilation rate of Liudao has reached 10%."

The Bronze Tree, an organization united entirely by ghouls, has long had a grudge against the CCG.

The leader of the Bronze Tree, the "One-Eyed Owl", the best-selling novelist Izumi Takatsuki, was captured and imprisoned while the other party was leaderless.

The current director of CCG, He Xiuyoshi, personally led a group of investigators to carry out an annihilation operation against the Bronze Tree.

When meeting Xiuji, the director of the CCG (Control Against Ghoul Strategy Bureau) stood in front of the big screen at the headquarters to coordinate all commands for the Bronze Tree.

There were two deputy commanders at the scene, one was He Shuyoshi's adopted son Shumasa, and the other was a special investigator named Marutesai.

Although Watsumasa is not the head of the Wakashi family, he is equally talented, and Maru Tezai and Wakushukichi were partners when they were young.

It was quite reassuring to have the two of them directing the scene.

He, the director, seemed very leisurely. Soon a man walked in in a hurry, seemingly very nervous, and his expression was very serious.

"Director, contact from headquarters."

"It's an encrypted file."

He was in a good mood when he was with Xiuji, because he could finally pull out the cancer of the Bronze Tree. When he heard the encrypted file from the CCG headquarters, the good mood on his face became very solemn.

Generally speaking, you will only contact him on the battlefield unless there is a very important problem.

He Xiujishi took it and opened the bag to see that there was only a very simple sentence written on the blank document.

But a simple sentence often contains a lot of information.

No, when the aloof-status director of the CCG General Administration saw this line of writing, his hand holding the paper trembled.

He was still saying it was impossible, absolutely impossible.

It says.

"Arima Kisho was seriously injured by an unknown entity and is currently receiving treatment. The Battle of Ryukima must not go wrong."

The signer is the Chief Speaker of the CCG Council, the most powerful person in the entire Hexiu family, He Xiujishi's father, Hexiu Changji.

"Arima actually lost."

The expression on Xiuji's face was uncertain and he looked quite serious.

As the director of CCG and the direct superior of Kisho Arima, he naturally knew. How serious is it that Arima Kisho was defeated?

No wonder it was through a confidential channel. If word got out, the prestige of the entire CCG would be seriously affected.

"The Undefeated Special Investigator", "White Death", each of these titles can tell you how high the reputation of Arima Kisho in the entire CCG headquarters has reached.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the undefeated myth and spiritual sustenance in the hearts of all investigators.

He Xiujishi reacted and immediately crumpled the paper message into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

"It must not be leaked."

If the news spread to the current drifting island, society would shake the military morale of the investigators on the island, and it would be seriously shaken.

"The lifespan of semi-human beings is indeed a very serious problem."

So much so that the director of CCG still believes that the reason why Arima will lose is simply because his end is approaching as a half-human.

Only for this reason could he convince himself to accept the fact that Arima Kishou was defeated.

But what he never expected was that the monsters on the opposite side were suppressing him head-on. The monsters that broke the myth of CCG were on their way here and were about to arrive.

Except for the few special investigators who are needed in the headquarters, basically all the idle special investigators have arrived here.

There have been three newly promoted special class investigators recently, and the number of quasi-special class investigators is even greater. Basically, every captain of a small combat squad can be assigned a special class or quasi-special class investigator.

All combatants participating in the Ryudao operation were assigned special armor made from the Hebao of the Kahe Ghoul species, which could protect the lives of these investigators to the maximum extent.

So it seems like it's in a dark forest, but it's actually. Killings are happening all the time.

The battle between humans and ghouls, the life-and-death struggle is very fierce.

Since this is the headquarters of the Bronze Tree, most of the ghouls occupy favorable terrain to ambush humans.

The defensive layout of the Bronze Tree can indeed be said to be a mess, with no so-called command at all.

This is also normal.

After all, the command on weekdays is usually directed by a young lady with green hair and glasses. After their commander was arrested, the responsibility of command was handed over to the second-in-command of the organization.

He was an SS-level ghoul named Tatara, with an extremely cold expression. He wore a uniform with a white turtleneck that covered half of his face.

In a building hidden in the dense forest on the island, the white-haired second-in-command of the Bronze Tree stared out the window where bullets were flashing and the crossfire continued without any change in his expression.

He has no interest in commanding, and he has no interest in whether the Bronze Tree can survive the strangulation of humans.

Many people in the Bronze Tree had to join the Bronze Tree because they were suppressed by the powerful power of the leader "One-Eyed Owl".

There is no loyalty at all.

That's why Duoduoliang feels that most of them are dispensable.

"You have moved forward towards the ideal you want to achieve."

Tatara was talking to himself in a room where there was no one else except him, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

"And I will bring it all to an end today."

After saying that, Tatara walked out of the empty room, where only some bloody bandages could be seen piled up in the corner.

Since Isayama Nomei and Isayama Sakura use psychic powers to travel, they can rush to their destination at extremely fast speeds as long as they know the coordinates.

When I was on my way, I didn't forget to put on the bandages they used to cover up my figure. After a while, the two bandaged weirdos came to the top of the drifting island.

"It's where the bronze trees gather."

How should I put it? It fits the location of the villain very well. This is a small island far away from the city in the wild mountains. The location here cannot be clearly captured even with satellite cloud images.

It is only possible for an insider to leak the address here to the outside world. If you really want to look for it, you will definitely not be able to find it at all.

According to the process, the first thing Isayama Nomei would do would be to directly cover the entire island area with a spell to test the waters first.

"An eyesore."

Isayama Norimei glanced at the three modern steel behemoths straddling the ocean and was very unhappy. You must know that every missile they launched was to reduce the meal for his sister.

You guys have a good time, but my sister doesn’t have to eat.

In modern warfare, it is indeed most convenient to use missiles to clear the ground. Carbon-based organisms cannot hide from the torrent of steel.

So Isayama Norimei drew out his blade and raised it towards the expensive Aegis-class destroyers below. With just a slight stroke, there was a terrible pressure and the blade fell.

Almost everyone aboard those destroyers, except ordinary people, is anyone with some strength. Everyone felt a very strong sense of crisis.

Of course, what you can see most clearly is the two groups of humans and ghouls, one black and one white, on the cliff above an unknown mountain.

Two of the humans were wearing white uniforms and looked like CCG investigators. They were fighting two powerful ghouls.

That's for sure, one of them has long blond hair that's so tightly covered that even his eyes can't be seen, like a little otaku.

Holding Kuink as a weapon

One of the men wore glasses and held a small beam emitter made of Yuhe in his hand to see what happened next. His eyes widened involuntarily.

"The boat was split open."

Today's warships are no different from the wooden ships of the past. All kinds of high-strength steels are made here for you.

So basically the defense power is quite amazing, but even so, the three battleships were still divided into nine parts after a flash of light.

There was a sudden explosion, and the scorching fire and flames swallowed up the three warships, and they sank completely after a while.

However, it will explode.

But the most basic means of survival are still blocked, and most of them are just ordinary people.

Isayama Norimei blew up the ship in order to prevent the enemy, the CCG headquarters, from knowing that a lot of changes had been made here.

If the CCG calls for support, then there will be even more monks and less food, and there will be no way to divide the points.

"It should be said that the humans on this island are quite an eyesore."

Isayama Nomei's main targets are ghouls, and those investigators are the guys who compete with him for food.

But this was not over yet. He formed a seal with one hand and finally chanted slowly.

Suddenly, an invisible but tangible spell barrier controlled the entire island and the team composed of people and ghouls within one person's barrier.

The rule described is [Only in, no out. 】

There is no way, the island is too big. If it is not sealed off, the ghouls are likely to jump into the sea to escape, or escape by means of small speedboats.