Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 167 Our Conjurers Association voted for this project.
Director's Office of the Magicians Association, one hour before the general closure.

"Dear gentlemen of the Directorate General's Department."

A logo first appeared on the screen, which was the English logo of [SINGULARITY], which means singularity.

"This is the chief engineer of our club, Professor Futaba Kazuyasu."

A very handsome middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was giving a demonstration to a group of old men in front of a big screen, and then he called another accompanying staff member to come in.

The uncle in a white coat had black hair mixed with a lot of white hair. There were very deep dark circles around his brown pupils. He looked as if he hadn't rested for a long time and had no energy at all.

Futaba Yinan walked slowly to the front of the stage, put his hands in the bags of his white coat, and yawned lazily.

"He will demonstrate our new products"

But the host was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Long story short, my time is valuable."

Because the serious-looking old man with long white hair looked at the young man with extremely ferocious eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Also using technology to replace spells is ridiculous."

The person who said this was one of the most powerful elders of the Chanyuan family, Chanyuan Xiuste, who looked like he was blowing his beard and staring.

He sneered and said
"The magic spirit trap you made last time almost caused the death of a first-year student at Tokyo Magic High School."

It's about the time Isayama Norimei saved him from a second-level cursed spirit. The collar on the neck of the second-level cursed spirit was a trial product of this [SINGULARITY] club.

Also produced by Futaba Igan.

"If it's still that kind of rubbish this time, we won't have time to spend here with you."

Not only the showman of the Zen Yuan, but also the group of old men sitting below, if you pick one out at random, their identities are all more noble than the last and are well-known big shots outside.

Their time is used to decide the life and death of the magic world, instead of gathering so many people to hold a new product launch conference.

This is the General Director's Office, the highest decision-making level of the Conjurers Association. The Gojo family, Kamo family, Zenin family, and other famous high-level officials of the Conjurers Association are all here.

When a new product launch conference is held here, the first impression given by this situation will only be that of an unscrupulous profiteer who deceives the elderly with free rice, grain and oil, and then promotes them to buy health care products.

But he is right, if the business is concluded, the people below will become the big customers of [SINGULARITY] company.

The progress of science and technology is originally based on failure. The last generation of the machine for suppressing the activities of cursed spirits was the first generation. Now the second generation has been launched and is being actively experimented in a certain area.

"Alas, remnants of the old era."

Futaba Yian glanced at the old man from the Zen Academy and said to himself

"You have half your foot in the coffin, and you still can't listen to what others are saying."

"presumptuous!"

Although the muttering was very low, Chanyuan Xiuzhe still heard it. He was so angry that he exploded and punched the table with a "bang", making a huge hole.

The old man put one foot on the table, gripped the knife at his waist, and looked murderous. Instead of looking pampered just now, he now looked like an old gangster who was about to fight after being provoked.

It can only be said that the older generation of the Chanyuan family are like this. They started out in the underworld, and more than half of them will be killed by Fuhei Shen'er. To this extent, they are simply to blame themselves.

"That's enough, Xiu Si."

Just before the atmosphere in the room became more anxious, another majestic voice stopped him. It was the vice president of the Conjurer Association.

"Listen carefully to what others say."

Chanyuan Xiu Si hesitated for a moment and glanced at the elder of their Chanyuan family calmly. After seeing him shaking his head slightly, the old guy snorted coldly and sat down directly.

"Mr. Futaba, please."

The vice president of the Magicians Association said

"Then I'll make a long story short."

Futaba Yi'an held the microphone and didn't care at all about the murderous intent coming from the Zenyuan family.

After all, as a developer, he launched a product that even a fool knows its importance. Especially in this special period, it is even more important and is a strategic material.

Futaba Kazan asked the staff to push a machine like a projector over, and when he pressed the button on the machine.

In an instant, a large number of unknown runes were released from all the openings above the machine, densely covering everything from the ground to the ceiling.

"Ok?"

The old guys present had such vicious eyes that they immediately saw the purpose of this machine.

"Enchantment?"

"Yes, it is a simple barrier with a maximum coverage radius of one kilometer."

"Oh, new students can do this kind of thing. What are you doing here?"

Zen Yuan Xiu Shi sneered, as if he disdained this product.

"Indeed, as this gentleman said, if you just use a machine to perform enchantment, there is nothing remarkable about it."

Futaba Yian said

"If I remember correctly, all the enchantment spells of your conjurers need to be enhanced by the power of a certain adult in order to be effective."

The importance of Tianyuan to the Conjurer Association is not only her barrier above all the conjurer strongholds, but also the barrier spells. Only with Tianyuan's blessing can these barrier spells be used in areas such as defense, Coverage area and other aspects meet the standards.

However, this enchantment technique is particularly important. Without the enchantment technique, even the daily execution of tasks by the conjurer will be greatly affected and become unable to perform its tasks.

So there are so many magicians in such a large association of magicians, but their necks are actually stuck very seriously by Tianyuan.

"What if my equipment allows you to maintain the barrier to the point where it can be used without Tianyuan's blessing?"

Futaba Igan took out a remote control panel and pressed it. The entire barrier seemed to be coated with a thick layer of armor. The layers of scales covered the entire barrier, making the barrier's defense stronger. The protection is stretched to the extreme.

It’s hard to imagine that this is something a machine can do.

"what!"

Several old men with relatively straightforward temperaments stood up in surprise.

If this is the case, Tianyuan is indeed no longer needed.

"it is good!"

The vice-president of the Magicians Association made the decision directly.
"Our Conjurers Association voted for your project."

Then the entire Directorate General Department began to close down, prohibiting outside contact to prevent intelligence leakage, and the last instruction issued was that the intelligence confidentiality was extremely high.
"When Tianyuan and the astral body are assimilated, obliterate the astral body."

This is why the Isayama Kenmei Association got that contradictory plan. The Spell Masters Association has its own barrier method, so naturally it no longer needs the "tool man" Tengen.

Tianyuan mainly has her own little ideas, but she doesn't tell others, and her existence has been regarded as an obstacle by the Conjurer Association.If there was a way to kill her, it would be to do everything possible to kill her.

Isayama Nomei's side has just arrived at the Conjuring College.

The helicopter hadn't arrived yet, but some ambulances and other equipment were already there.

These are used by the magician who gives the task to check the body, because the abilities of the magic spirit are all kinds of strange, and if they are not checked carefully, they may have very malignant effects.

There is a precedent. There was a first-level conjurer who exorcised a virus-based curse but did not find that his lungs had been corroded by the curse's power. When others found out the next day, they had turned into a pool of blood. .

It would be funny if the conjurer died unexpectedly instead of exorcising the cursed spirit. The number of conjurers is so small, so the welfare benefits are naturally better.So An Diva, Meimei, had to go for a check-up after getting off the plane, similar to the physical examination of a magician, just in case Isayama Nomei asked Glass to go too.

"Speaking of which, have we set up an "account"?"

As soon as Gojo Satoru got off the helicopter, he heard An Diva suddenly ask:
Because Isayama Norimei's pure white ice dragon is really iconic. If it were seen or photographed by ordinary people, it would be big news.

"Don't worry, diva."

Normally Gojo Satoru would be sweating coldly at this time, because this guy has no habit of setting up "accounts" at all.

Moreover, Gojo Satoru lives his life as he pleases, so what if the effects of the spell are seen by ordinary people? They are afraid that it is their business, what does it have to do with him?

This makes Gojo Satoru indispensable for the education (iron fist attack) from Mr. Noctua every time, and he will not remember it every time.

But today he can proudly say it

"Diva, your questions are unnecessary."

"Reliable Xian Ming is ready for everything."

Because Isayama Norimei had done the finishing work with Mr. Akube in the early years, he had already developed a good habit of detailing everything, and everything that needed to be done was prepared in advance.

The "account" thing has been set up by Isayama Nomei since Feilong was in the sky. The account that fits the entire sky will be automatically deployed within a 400-meter range of where the spell is.

This has benefited Gojo Satoru as a teammate. He has never felt that being on a mission is such a happy thing.

He didn't have to worry about anything. It didn't take any spell to save the singer Gojo Satoru, so it was quite worry-free.

Fish fishermen, double the happiness.

"Satoru, don't rely too much on Xianming."

When Xia Youjie saw Gojo Satoru's appearance, he immediately knew that he was in a trance and sighed to remind him.

"It's just that it's rare to go on missions with Xian Ming."

But don’t rely on Isayama Nomei for everything.In this way, Xian Ming would make a big mistake if he didn't do the mission with them.

"It's okay, Jay."

Isayama Nomei heard the conversation between the two people and said indifferently.

"Anyway, I will be your exchange student this month."

The helicopter landed directly at the playground of Tokyo Magic High School, so Noctua Masamichi not far away was already waiting there.

"But, is your construction speed here so fast?"

Isayama Nomei had a barrier in the air before and couldn't see clearly. But when he came to the ground, everything suddenly became clear.

Obviously when I came last time.The entire teaching building was crushed by the cursed spirit realm hidden in Isayama Nomei's arm, and even the surrounding buildings were crumbling.

But now, everything has returned to normal, there are no ruins, no wreckage, the iconic majestic buildings of the Tokyo Conjuring High School are still standing there, just as he first saw them.

"The speed of infrastructure construction is really 666."

Isayama Nomei sighed with emotion

In such a short period of time, it was possible to clear all the ruins in such a large area and erect tall buildings. This efficiency is simply incredible.

Even if the Conjuration College cannot be opened, it can still be used as an engineering team.Isn’t it easy to build high-rise buildings with this efficiency?Conjurers were laid off and re-employed.

At the same time, the last time Isayama Kenmei came to the node, and it was also at that time, the gap in strength between before and after was really huge.

Without using Uncle Roan, the current Isayama Norimei can instantly kill himself when he came to the Magic College last time.

Although it was such a short period of time, Isayama Norimei's improvement in strength was a miracle far beyond all of this.

From the strength of a level [-] spellcaster, Uncle Lan was still needed to defeat a level [-] spell spirit. Now he can single-kill Type C special level spell spirits, as well as Type B special level spell spirits.

His professional title has jumped from a non-staff member at the beginning to a first-level magician.

If Isayama Nomei exposes the fact that he can open realms, he will definitely be the second person in the Spell Masters Association to be awarded the title of Special Spell Master.

But that is called a life of hard work.

Due to the previous guy's failure, there are so many troublesome old cases in the backlog, don't worry, Isayama Norimei will have to deal with them.

You dared to use him like this when you were a first-level conjurer. Damn it, a special-level conjurer must not use it properly.

So some of the limelight cannot be snatched away.

He would go to the Spellcasters Association if anything happened. He couldn't live this kind of life. Even top-level Spellcasters were forced to go abroad. You can imagine how much pressure this puts on.

Isayama Nomei has his own life. For him, he prefers to watch and do experiments next to his sister. This kind of life is so comfortable.

"Astral body, Tianyuan."

Isayama Nomei is actually not very optimistic about this mission. Is an old monster who has lived for a thousand years so calculating?

The old men in the General Director's Department have to live ten lives before they can be as old as Tianyuan. In addition, their transformation is imminent, and their strength is about to exceed the limits of this body, so they must relax and start over.

This guy can actually use magic to gather all the negative emotions in the world into neon. I think his strength has exceeded the concept of so-called special level.

"Xian Ming, what's wrong?"

Xia Youjie suddenly saw his.My good friend didn’t seem to look too good, so he asked
"My face doesn't look good. Did I overuse the technique?"

"No, just think I'm in a daze."

Isayama Nomei shook his head and did not keep the two men waiting.

"Let's go, Teacher Noctua is still waiting for us."

"Mr. Moth."

The three of them walked over, Isayama Nomei was the first to say hello, he said.

"Thank you for what happened last time."

It means that Noctua does not want bonuses.Share the bonus for killing the special curse spirit with Isayama Norimei.

(End of this chapter)