Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"hiss!"

In the middle of the night, a cursed spirit that seemed to have been stitched together with needlework was just about to feast on the human it had just killed.

Suddenly its body seemed to be held in the hands of something invisible and lifted up into the air. It struggled desperately to no avail.

"Fifty-three."

Isayama Nomei walked out of the dark shadows on the side. With the release of his psychic power, ice crystals were faintly visible in the pond on the ground.

"I really don't know why trash like you can be considered a man-made curse spirit."

Isayama Nomei's tone was cold

Previously, Isayama Norimei sorted out and inquired about Nakamura Takashi's memories and relived the last part of his sister's life, which really broke his defense.

He only got two useful clues that allowed him to catch the person hiding behind the scenes.

The first is the high-level curse tool with an "unknown" curse level.

After being arrested for the first time, it stands to reason that the tools used to commit crimes would be used as evidence by the police to prosecute the prisoner. However, Takashi Nakamura refused to prosecute due to mental illness, and the special curse tool was missing.

Isayama Nomei noticed that there seemed to be two new messages behind this information column, and subconsciously looked through them.

Isayama Nomei has every reason to suspect that someone is experimenting on how to turn humans into cursed spirits?

So when Isayama Nomei learned that the task assigned to Ms. Huangquan by the Conjurer Association, she was not calm.

It was the voice of a middle-aged uncle, quite lackluster and lazy.

[The host can use the mana to activate the spell. 】

But suddenly Isayama Yomi's expression became extremely frightened, and even his brain stopped functioning.

A third person's voice rang out from the originally empty alley.

Isayama Huangquan breathed a sigh of relief, although she was quite surprised by Xiaoming's recent display of fighting prowess. But combat effectiveness does not mean full combat awareness, and there is still the possibility of injury.

He pushed Isayama Yomi away and took the blow for her.

Unfortunately, what Isayama Nomei saw was a bunch of crudely made curse spirits.

When Isayama Yomi, who fell to the ground, reacted, a sharp blade had already penetrated Isayama Nomei's chest. The blood spurting out wantonly splashed onto Isayama Yomi's face.

However, due to the failure and the guilt caused by the death of my sister again, this joy became empty.

Because I was worried about the situation on Xiao Ming's side, I wanted to end the battle quickly, but I didn't want to be tricked by the enemy.

Isayama Yomi didn't want Isayama Nomei to worry, so he just smiled.

"I'm fine, just take a little rest and I'll be fine."

When the crime was committed for the second time, it inexplicably returned to Nakamura Takashi's hands. Any memory he had of this thing was more like a kitchen knife taken from the kitchen at home, as natural as it took its course.

This guy was looking sad just now, but suddenly he became enlightened.

The cursed spirit was crushed in an instant. Due to the violent squeezing, the filth in its body sprayed out and covered the walls of the alley, just like a cruel murder scene.

The joy on Isayama Nomei's face could not be concealed. Isayama Yomi discovered it and was about to ask, but the wound that had been suppressed by the spell suddenly recurred, so he groaned.

"Sister Huang Quan, all the curse spirits created by the Curse Master Order will be exorcised."

[Mana value 1002 points]

Isayama Yomi felt it was too dangerous and wanted to take it all for himself, and did not want to take Isayama Nomei with him.

It suddenly appeared so close that Isayama Yomi didn't even notice it.

It's far from a real curse spirit, and I don't know where the higher-ups got the information.

[Since the upper limit of mana has exceeded 1,000 points, mutual exchange between mana and mana is now allowed. Please see the ratio for details]

When he heard the familiar voice after the footsteps, he was not surprised. Isayama Norimei calmly reported the progress of the mission to Isayama Yomi who was standing at the entrance of the alley.

He didn't even need to ask about the progress of Sister Huang Quan's mission. The blood stains on her body showed the fate of those unlucky curse masters.

"This is the last one."

But he was as sensitive to the topic of "artificially created spell spirits" as a shark smelling blood, and would not let go of any possible clues.

To say it is A product is to exaggerate their level, and it is the worst kind among fakes.

Isayama Nomei looked at the prompt that just popped up in the system, and suddenly thought of something.

In less than a second just now, Isayama Norimei didn't know what he discovered.

The top brass of the Magician Association decided to send Isayama Yomi to investigate the situation and then annihilate them.

"Sister Huang Quan, what's wrong?"

"I have received information that there is a group of curse masters who are trying to artificially create curse spirits to deliberately launch terrorist attacks."

Conversion between mana and mana, this is definitely good news!

For Isayama Norimei, the joy of breaking through 1,000 mana points is far greater than the joy. He has been troubled recently because the power of psychic energy is too overbearing, which led to Isayama Norimei's plan to give his sister a "cursed spirit ball". It has been unsuccessful.

This is obviously good news

So this mission became a two-person mission

Isayama Huangquan took a few steps forward and asked with concern

"No, it's easy to kill."

To be honest, Isayama Nomei, killing these smelly fish and rotten shrimps is not difficult for him at all except for scattering them.

But now that the mana value has been unlocked and exchanged with the magic power, it means that Isayama Norimei can use the magic power like Xia Youjie to roll the "curse ball" and feed it to his sister.

The second one is a woman whose face is obscured by a cloud of fog and has obvious sutures on her forehead.

As his hand slowly tightened, the squeezing marks on the cursed spirit became more and more obvious, and in the end, a "pop" sound was heard, similar to the last bit of ketchup being squeezed to dip French fries.

It was useless to let Isayama Nomei rush to nothing.

as expected

[Your talent 'Spirit Devouring' is activated, permanently increasing the mana value by 7 points, and the current mana value is 1002 points. 】

The mana value exceeded 1,000 points, which means that Isayama Kenmei can initially use some more dangerous psychic spells. He got rid of the previous dilemma of being unable to use due to the limited mana value, and basically realized the spells of Eta-level psychic spells. free.

"Wasting my time."

"Um?"

During the conversation with Sister Huang Quan, Isayama Nomei suddenly remembered that his mana value should be in four figures.

"Huh? My hand feels so bad."

That spell tool is really powerful

Cursed spirits are generally born from malicious curses that symbolize the ugliness of human nature. Without exception, the cursed spirits that Isayama Norimei has seen are extremely distorted in appearance and look very random. The cursed spirits that can maintain the human shape are Quite rare.

"That's not what I'm asking. Are you injured?"

Originally this plan was really a death sentence, who would have thought of living again.

There was a big problem with that woman, and Nakamura Takashi's mental madness worsened after contact with her. Less than three days after they met, this scumbag committed the first horrifying tragedy of annihilating a family while holding a special-grade magic tool that he didn't know where it came from.

However, the victims killed with this curse tool turned into humanoid curse spirits. It also possesses a very strong obsession and extremely aggressive nature, and it is difficult not to think of the effects of this spell.

Isayama Nomei noticed something strange about Isayama Huangquan and supported her who looked a little pale.

Therefore, Isayama Nomei's entry point to the problem was only that special-grade magic weapon.

"Xiao Ming!"

"Everyone can kill by mistake."

"Sorry for stabbing your little boyfriend to death."

Sorry, I got caught in the rain today and caught a cold. I have a terrible headache and feel like I'm going to die. Alas, I still have one more update and I should be able to finish it before twelve o'clock. . .