Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

"hateful!"

His head was strangled by an unmatched tyrannical force, and Nanami Kento was lifted up from the ground with his feet dangling in the air.

The fear and despair of death filled his brain. Due to the gradual loss of consciousness, even the spell tools in his hands fell unconsciously.

"The chance of survival is 0."

Suddenly, something like a blade cutting through the air came to Nanami Kento's ears, and a harsh and harsh wind roared towards him.

The speed of the cold light was unbelievable. Along with the blood-curdling sound of chopping off bones and flesh, an extremely shrill roar came. Nanami Kento suddenly felt his body loosen, and immediately lost his restraints and fell to the ground.

When Nanami Kento gritted his teeth and tore off the thing on his head, and opened his eyes again, he saw the curse spirit covering the bleeding wound with a very painful expression, and the ground in front of him was also sprayed out wildly. The filth was sprayed all over the floor.

The severed arm that Nanami Tateto forcibly tore off was also on the ground, and the fingers and arm muscles that had just been chopped off were still trembling violently.

But what surprised Nanami Kento even more was that his unmatched second-level curse spirit was vulnerable to a thin figure.

At first, he thought it was Senior Natsuyou or Senior Gojo coming to save him.

"saved"

The exhausted Nanami Kento lost consciousness as soon as he relaxed. He was still mumbling until he lost consciousness.

"But thank you."

This wave is really about following the locals and adopting a fighting style consistent with "beating the magician".

Isayama Norimei was drinking the happy water he bought from the vending machine nearby. When he found these two people coming over, he threw a bottle of soda and a bottle of strawberry milk to them.

It's a pity that the stupid woman who had high hopes fell off the chain in the end. Before the spell was released, she was holding her head in her hands and moaning in pain, unable to fight anymore.

Nanami, whose clothes were in tatters and in a state of embarrassment, felt a little silly. He looked at this smiling and harmless young man in the sun, but who would have thought that he was the creator of this disaster-like scene in front of him.

With Isayama Nomei's eyesight, it was not difficult to detect that something unexpected was going to happen in this assessment, but he had no intention of taking action at the beginning.

He is a young man who looks about the same age as him, but has never had any impression. He is holding a giant ax that is taller than an ordinary person.

When I saw that the unidentified young man was able to reassemble the cursed spirits with only a few dregs left in the dead place into a ball that shimmered with blue light.

"Who the hell is that?"

Nanami Kento was even more curious about the identity of his savior. He was not a student of a magic college, so was he an elite trained by those three major families?

But it's neither!

Under the circumstances, the only possible consequence was that the freshman who could have "made a big difference" lost his life in this accident.

"Long time no see, Jay, and Gojo-kun."

It would be fine if Isayama Nomei was not present, but it would be troublesome if he was present.

The black blade was extremely light in his hand, and it flew through the air at an unparalleled speed, making an overwhelming scream.

If Isayama Kenmei was to operate it, killing him with one strike would be the best method, but it was obvious that Nanami Kento did not have this strength yet.

It wasn't because Isayama Ken meditated to experience what it felt like to chop "people" with a long-handled two-handed axe.

Alas, man-made machines cannot withstand the attacks of spells that are too specialized in destruction.

The sharp ax whizzed down, and dozens of blood lines appeared on the curse spirit's body.

"Wait, is that Senior Xia You's technique?"

Xia Youjie once complained to Isayama Nomei that his good friend really loves sweet things. So this refreshing sparkling water is for Xia Youjie, and the sweet and cloying strawberry milk is for Gojo Satoru.

Only Nanami Kenjin seemed to have an invisible shield erected in front of him, protecting his back and the ground around his side unharmed. In the entire bare area, it is no different from an isolated island, which is quite abrupt.

He glanced at the heavy two-handed ax and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Isayama Nomei could see that Haibara was worried about Nanami's injury so he let him go. This unexpected incident happened in the grade "monthly exam" and everyone seemed to be busy all of a sudden. This made Isayama Nomei seem to be ignored. Until the arrival of this duo.

Isayama Nomei had a relationship with Gojo Satoru, so of course he recognized the boy with silver hair and sunglasses next to Jie. Furthermore, on the previous map, the little people painted had their names marked on them, namely Jie and Wu.

"Can't you just replace Jie or Gojo Satoru and get a wounded person to show off your strength here?"

In the fierce wind, the torn flesh of the curse spirit, the splashing blood, and the scattered internal organs all exploded at the same time, and blood foam flew everywhere.

From the traces on the ground, the entire training ground had been carpet bombed, with no grass growing.

This kind of chopping is really cool

"Xian Ming!"

As soon as the young man in casual clothes let go of the heavy ax, it plunged diagonally into the ground and submerged deeply into it. The bright blue power above dissipated like a dreamy bubble.

After all, the supervision of the Conjuring High School is here, so why bother letting Isayama Norimei die?

Isayama Noriaki didn’t know that the small shock from Warhammer 40K could be so exciting, and she still hasn’t recovered from it to this day.

“Although it’s a bit heavy, it feels surprisingly good in the hand.”

I don't know if the swords wielded in that moment were dozens or hundreds of swords. Anyway, the speed was so fast that even Nanami Kento's eyesight was dazzled. The strong wind caused by the blade made it difficult for him to open his eyes and even see clearly. .

So Isayama Nomei took action, using Hemei's curse tool.

When Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru finally had time to look for Isayama Nomei, they saw him sitting alone on a chair outside the basketball gym.

Nanami Kento was very sure that there was no such person in his school.

"It seems like it was a little overdone."

And those sword lights that broke through the flesh and blood curtain moved forward, devouring everything around them, until they destroyed all the vegetation and trees that were hundreds of meters in a circle with the curse spirit as the center, and then dissipated.

The person who made that swift blow just now was Isayama Nomei. He had already expected this result when he saw Nanami Kento use the magic power to liberate.

Isayama Nomei had previously shown part of his strength in front of Jie. If he couldn't even deal with this curse spirit, where would he put his face?

Being fed suddenly, the two of them were a little caught off guard.

Gojo Satoru was not polite to Isayama Nomei either. He said "3Q" quite naturally and drank happily.

Seeing his friend like this, Xia Youjie felt even more helpless, he said

"Sorry, Xian Ming, we should be the ones entertaining you."