Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

At this moment, Fuyuki City is the only five-star hotel, but now it can only be said to be a ruins. The hotel that suffered a terrorist attack has completely turned into ruins.

The huge amount of dust made a mess all around.

The power in the area was basically cut off, which caused considerable trouble to the surrounding areas.

Fortunately, Emiya Kiritsugu spared his efforts, and there were basically no ordinary casualties in the entire area.

That's because Emiya Kiritsugu had used a feint to trick the entire hotel's users out before blowing up the entire hotel.

Using the fire as a reason to trigger the fire alarm and then evacuate the people, fire is already a very fatal problem for the passengers, so they were desperate for their lives and had already escaped long ago and stayed far away from the hotel. They just ate it. Mouth full of ashes when the building collapses.

Emiya Kiritsugu also used directional blasting, which did not tilt the entire building but on the original foundation, which could minimize the damage to the public.

But there are still too many eyewitnesses, and the Kamo family needs to eliminate the fact that these people saw a huge thing wrapped in endless dust before their eyes.

Isayama Norimei had already arrived at the accident scene on a special plane, and his helicopter took him on patrol in the air.

It can be seen quite carefully from the air.

It turns out that the former site of the hotel has been covered by a huge "tent", which was jointly arranged by local personnel deployed by the Kamo family.

All surrounding areas have been cordoned off with police cars. There is currently a very large [tent] on site to cordon off all areas in this area.

At the same time, a large number of cleaning vehicles were dispatched to clean up all the dust and even the explosive garbage on the roadside without hindering traffic.

There are accounts that ordinary people cannot see. It is equivalent to completely separating that area from the real society, saving crucial processing time.

Ordinary gunpowder cannot blow up some of the traps secretly arranged in the magic workshop created by that person, nor can it kill the curse spirits placed against intruders.

It is very likely that it still remains within the barrier.

If there is no account, there is a high probability that those arrangements will escape from the original seal, and the casualties will rise to a very troublesome number.

To be on the safe side, it would be more prudent for Isayama Nomei to handle it himself.

The members of the Kamo family present handled the matter very quickly and controlled the information long before public opinion arose, so there was no out-of-control scene.

Otherwise, there would have been a terrorist attack on a five-star hotel in Fuyuki City, and the news would have been all over the sky.

Isayama Norimei arrived on the ground in a helicopter, and the commanders who were originally controlling the Kamo family at the scene also responded at the same time.

"grown ups."

Isayama Nomei didn't pay too much attention to etiquette and asked him to report the situation quickly.

"How's it going?"

As soon as Isayama Nomei got off the plane, the administrator of the Kawang family who handled this area came up to him.

The Kamo family invested quite a lot of manpower in Fuyuki City this time.

There is no way, the previous active performance of the King of Spells shows that there are basically no Spellsmen in the Spell Masters Association that can stop the heroic spirits. They are strong on the outside and weak on the inside.

As the leader of the Spell Masters Association, Isayama Nomei could only stand in shock.

In this case, it was inevitable to consider the worst answer. The Kamo family invested a lot of family elites and distributed them in various areas of Fuyuki City to form a liaison circle.

Isayama Norimei also used the Queen from the Tyranids at the same time so that everyone could see surveillance from different areas in front of their eyes, that is, in this dual situation.

Emiya Kiritsugu can still find the timing. To carry out a terrorist attack on an entire hotel, that bastard really has no limits at all.

Seeing this scene, Isayama Nomei really wanted to get that bastard Emiya Kiritsugu to be summoned in front of him.

Damn it, this bastard keeps causing trouble every day, right?

Why not wait for the opponent to leave the hotel and drive while sniping, but why do you want to attack in such a densely populated place?

The person wiping his butt now is Isayama Nomei, which makes him quite uncomfortable.

But now that we have come, let’s clean up everything in this area.

Isayama Nomei entered the tent directly and neatly.

The inside of the tent and the outside of the tent have become two worlds.

As mentioned before, the magician turned the entire first floor of the hotel into his own magic factory, which left the area in ruins.

As soon as Isayama Norimei stepped into the station [tent], a thing that looked like a hell dog came running towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Isayama Nomei was not polite and just glared, and the vicious dog immediately turned into fragments of the cursed spirit.

"It turns out that magicians also use magic spirits."

According to the level conversion of the curse spirit, the level of this curse spirit should be around level 2. For ordinary people, it would be an inhumane killing.

Although in Isayama Kenmei's opinion, all cursed spirits that have not reached level one are dispensable consumables, the advantage lies in their large number. According to the initial report, there should be 90 cursed spirits.

"There are 24 layers of complex barriers, 3 magic furnaces, and 90 evil spirits and ghosts serving as watchdogs."

"There are also countless traps laid out."

However, everyone who understands understands that there is definitely a difference between the situation when reporting and the actual operation. The actual situation will only be more unscrupulous than when they reported it to Isayama Nomei.

Without the restraints of the barrier, the cursed spirits originally imprisoned in those areas began to go berserk.

Therefore, the [tent] also isolates those areas, and locks all the cursed spirits that have not broken through the enchantment in the [tent] so that they cannot escape.

Isayama Nomei raised his hand and snapped his fingers cleanly, and instantly the entire haunted tent became peaceful.

The previous ghosts and cries were surrounding the place, but now everything has returned to its original state. It is nothing more than a battlefield composed entirely of ruins.

Isayama Nomei walked for a while and saw a mercury ball floating over there.

He walked over there. Said in a cold tone

"Kanis Eromede, don't play tricks."

This guy put his magic spell here and it looked like he was waiting for the rescue, right, to massacre the next people.

"The master of the Einzbern family who provoked you has nothing to do with ordinary people."

After a while, the entire mercury surface began to ripple.

A rather sharp voice came from inside. The voice did not hide the anger in his heart, but he still spoke in a very polite manner.

"Thank you, dear Lord Kamo. I'm very sorry for causing you trouble tonight."

"I, Katniss Elromede, really can't swallow this breath."

"Don't attack ordinary people."

After Isayama Nomei heard this, he also added another emphasis.

"Although the master of the Einzbern family blew up the entire hotel, he caused zero casualties to ordinary people."

"I hope you won't do anything in civilian areas during the battle."

"I know, I will comply."

The entire giant mercury trembled for a moment, and a magic circle appeared on the ground. The mercury slowly melted into the magic circle.

This owner should have gone to settle accounts with the Einsbern family.

After working so hard to build such a perfect magic workshop, I just want to compete with the other magician in various secret skills.

But who would have thought that the other party would directly build it without any moral ethics, and the entire Magic Workshop would be completely overturned.

The British aristocrat was probably furious.

Isayama Nomei also needs to use psychic spells to dispose of all these ruins at once and conduct complete landfill processing.

At this moment, each pillar in the large underground drainage facilities and pipes in Fuyuki City is ten stories high and about three meters wide. During the rainy season, all the accumulated water in the city will come here.

But since it is not the rainy season now, the ground of the underground drainage facility is only a little damp and there is not much accumulated water, so it is a perfect hiding place.

But the area that few people set foot on has now turned into a hell on earth. There are already 10 figures on the site that symbolize depravity among demons and have been nailed to the wall.

The most terrifying thing is that all the internal organs of these guys have been hollowed out, and the flowing blood dyes everything around them red, and there are several iron buckets underneath that are collecting the blood.

A red-haired young man in ordinary clothes was humming a song. In this terrifying atmosphere, he actually looked like he was enjoying it.

"Another full bucket, hehe."

"No, your fingers have to be like this."

This young man saw that the thumb of a man he had just nailed to the wall was bent, so he kindly drove a nail to straighten the thumb.

"When the master comes back, he will be very happy."

It sounds like this guy is responsible for everything here.

And when he staggered to carry the full iron bucket over there, he would see an entire pool filled with culture pools covered with some unknown creature.

Like tentacles running out of the demon world, these tentacles have sharp barbs that are still squirming, looking quite terrifying.

This seems to be some kind of very evil performance art, rather than just some strange ritual to achieve conditions.

Just as the young man finished speaking, there were footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw a tall man walking over.

It was the magician who proposed to Sabar before, but his face was full of gloom.

"Master, you are back."

The heroic spirit returned to his magic workshop without saying a word. It was obvious that the suppressed anger in his heart could no longer be accessed.

He took a step forward, stretched out his huge hand, and crushed the head of the man in front of him who was still breathing in a very clean and neat manner.

The crushing sound was quite clear and crisp, just like a watermelon falling straight to the ground, and the feeling of breaking into several pieces was simply addictive.

"Why is this, sir?"

The young man suddenly felt that he was quite wasteful and felt very distressed in his tone.

After all, he had finally built these things in front of him, but this master completely tore up the sacrifices he had worked so hard to prepare in one fell swoop.

It can be seen that this guy with big eyes is far less graceful than he was in front of Sabar. The graceful appearance just now was just pretending, but in fact, his anger is almost overflowing.

There were sputtering traces of blood all around. There was also a trace of white skull, and a big round eye rolled not far away.

"Abominable gods, they still see the soul of the prisoner Jeanne d'Arc to this day."

As Guilford remembered the scene just now, he still felt angry, and he couldn't help but feel hatred welling up in his heart. This made him so angry that he accidentally killed a sacrifice.

All these offerings should have been used. It should be used as a sacrifice to summon the Noble Phantasm, why should it be wasted like this?

But the anger in this heroic spirit's heart was really uncontrollable.

On the day when Joan of Arc was burned to death, his heart also died. There was only revenge against the gods in his heart.

What she didn't expect was that the gods not only took away Jeanne's life but also erased all her original memories. She couldn't even remember herself who was always by her side. Everything she had ever had was taken away by the gods.

"Ryunosuke, we must let the world know that the so-called gods are just stupid beliefs."

"No matter what evil deeds we do, there will never be life to punish us.

"Starting from tomorrow, the number of sacrifices will be doubled."

His big eyeballs were all covered with bloodshot eyes, his face looked quite ferocious, and his voice sounded like he was cutting glass with a knife, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

The situation that Isayama Nomei didn't want to face still happened, because the basic strength of the summoned heroic spirits were all at the level of special-level curse spirits.

And if a heroic spirit of this level attacks ordinary people, it can only be said to be fish and meat on the chopping board that can only be manipulated at will.

These guys have seduced quite a few ordinary people into serving as sacrifices.

But paper can never stop such a large-scale disappearance case, and a considerable number of people in the local area have begun to report the case one after another.

If they hadn't taken into account the fate of the berserker who was severely punished by the Conjurer Association, their behavior would have been even more unscrupulous than before.

After all, the master who summoned the heroic spirit was himself a murderer on the run. He had committed quite a few murders and accidentally found a magician's notebook that recorded the Holy Grail War. Summoned heroic spirits.

"Master, I think you are much cooler than any other gods."

Tatsuki Tosaka really needs to learn from this, this guy can calm down his angry heroic spirit with just one sentence.

The big eyes stopped being angry and started to laugh.

"We are a hundred times crueler than before, piling up blasphemous sacrifices until the gods above see us.

"Make them truly regret it!"