Master of Noble Phantasm Outsider

However, he still ate dinner alone.

The newly arrived father and daughter of the Hong family have to prepare for the subsequent magic courses, and the same goes for Professor Qiu Tian, ​​their teacher.

Conan-san doesn't actually want to avoid others, he is not an autistic or lonely person, it's just that he has some things that require extra preparation.

He had already completed the course selection and preparation for the new magic course, and he had also thought about whether he should have dinner with other people.

However, an unexpected accident forced him to remain alone.

"The trouble has come to me on its own initiative... I couldn't find it for half of the summer vacation..."

Conan-san returned to his single dormitory room, sighed helplessly, and slowly put on the Balong suit that he had never really used before.

"Alas... He has been calling since dusk. He won't give up..."

As night was about to fall on Conan Mountain, he suddenly heard a voice coming from afar.

It was a call that did not exist where he was.

It was a rather vague, intermittent sound that was difficult to hear clearly.

However, due to a previous related experience, Conanshan was still able to determine what this damn calling voice was.

"Crossing the Wheel of Restraint..."

"Guardian of the Scales..."

Conanshan knew that accidents always came unexpectedly, otherwise they wouldn't be considered accidents.

"Summoning a Heroic Spirit..."

Conan-san originally planned to pretend not to hear anything, but when he vaguely understood the reason why the heroic spirits were summoned from a faraway place, he had to take it seriously.

"No wonder they keep trying to summon Heroic Spirits. They keep trying after failing once... Well, now that I've heard it and understand the troubles over there, I can't just pretend I don't know... What a hard life I have..."

9So, Conan-san, wearing black armor and ready to be summoned by the heroic spirit, responded to the call from the other side.

Hiss 189 Crossing the Wheel of Restraint Again

0 Conan, with his own will and in a very sober state, accepted the call from the heroic spirit from afar.

4. Unlike the previous time he was summoned to Terra, he was not summoned by chance and in a daze, he accepted the summons on his own initiative.

3 He had a way to refuse the summons from the heroic spirit this time. He just had to pretend that he couldn't hear the summons and keep ignoring it.

⒌ Even if the summoner in the distance keeps trying and keeps summoning without giving up, it will just be a little noisy at most and will not have any more impact on Conan Mountain.

⒍ Or be more decisive and just shake off the voice that is calling him.

④There are two main reasons why Conan-san accepted the summons.

First of all, this summoning of Heroic Spirits is not a summoning for a Heroic War, nor is it a summoning to fulfill some selfish personal wish. This is a regular summoning of Heroic Spirits to seek salvation.

The true summons of heroic spirits!

In a distant place in the magic world, some disasters occurred that humans could not resist, so the people there wanted to obtain the power of heroic spirits.

Although the voice of the summons was a little unclear, Conan, who was being called, was still able to understand the reason for the summons.

As for the second point, it is the disaster itself.

On a distant continent, there is a disaster that cannot be resisted by human power, called "the abyss".

"The abyss... And the continent that summoned the Heroic Spirit is..."

After Conan-san initially figured out the reason for the summoning of the Heroic Spirits, he immediately realized that this must be the trouble left behind by the savior of mankind.

So, even if he was somewhat reluctant, Conan-san had no choice but to take action.

After all, he had heard the call and understood the cause of the disaster, so he couldn't just stand by and watch them die.

Moreover, if the disaster over there is left unchecked, it may eventually develop into a devastating doomsday that is enough to destroy the entire continent.

Some things need to be stopped no matter what.

After making his preparations, Conan-san sat on his bed in the dormitory and responded to the call of the Heroic Spirit.

The next second, on a distant continent in the magic world, the figure of the heroic spirit Conan-san slowly appeared.

"Here is..."

After Conan-san's heroic spirit body was completely formed, he immediately carefully observed the situation around him and checked the condition of the heroic spirit body he was currently using.

"Balong's armor came with me, and the weapons he was wearing are also here, but there is no traceless stretch waist bag... It's pretty much what I expected."

Conan-san now appears in full armor.

He was wearing a Tyrant Dragon suit, with a large sword hanging on his back, a long sword on his left waist, and a slightly overly gorgeous pyroxene sword staff given to him by the second generation Dark Lord.

However, the traceless stretch waist bag that contained many spare weapons and magic props did not appear on this heroic body.

"Even if it's a heroic spirit summoning, can't everything be summoned at once?"

In the single dormitory of Hogwarts, Conan Shan's human form began to take off the Tyrannosaurus armor on his body.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex armor, made with magical craftsmanship, was quite comfortable to wear, but in the safe magic school, there was no need for him to continue wearing this equipment.

Now that the summoning of the heroic spirits over there has been completed and some attempts have yielded results, he does not need to continue to be fully armed.

"As for my summoning of the Heroic Spirit, as expected, everything I was wearing was summoned as part of the Heroic Spirit. Things that were not mine were summoned, and it felt like they were turned into replicas or accessories? How strange..."

In a way, Conan Mountain can be said to be equivalent to having two sets of the same equipment.

9. Unfortunately, the traceless stretch waist bag that contained a lot of things did not come along.

④ “Well, suddenly there is an extra body that needs to be controlled. I can’t adapt to it immediately…”

Conanshan's head is a little swollen now.

⒉ After responding to the new summons from the Heroic Spirit, he gained a new Heroic Spirit body.

His Heroic Spirit body on the Terra continent still exists and was not targeted in this Heroic Spirit Summoning.

3 He now has three bodies and needs to divide his energy into three parts to control them.

Although the bodies of the heroes of the Three Terra Continent remain in a semi-dormant state and do not consume too much energy, there is still an extra body to distract attention and concentration, and it will take some time to adapt.

０ "It should be fine, right? As long as I don't need to control three bodies at the same time..."

5 While Conan had initially figured out the situation of the new Heroic Spirit's body, he also had a clear understanding of the situation of where he was currently.

He was in an open-air summoning venue, surrounded by several pillars engraved with magic runes for summoning heroic spirits, and under his feet were rune slabs of the same series for summoning heroic spirits.

Although the preparations for this ritual venue seemed complete, in the eyes of a formal magician, such preparations were still too crude.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to succeed in summoning the heroic spirit here.

What is being carried out here is a formal Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony. There is no Heroic War Wish Core to provide magic power here. Whether the Heroic Spirit Summoning can be successful depends entirely on the ability of the summoner and whether the prior preparations are sufficient.

It is obvious that the Summoner here is totally inadequately prepared.

This time's Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony would be judged as a failure and unqualified no matter how you look at it.

This would indeed be the case if there wasn't some very special time traveler in this stitched world.

"Are you my Master?"

Under the pitch-black sky, Conan-san looked at the executor who was performing the Heroic Spirit Summoning right in front of him.

The other person was a young boy with light blue hair.

Behind this boy who should be only fifteen or sixteen years old, there is a middle-aged man with dark blue hair.

Both of them stared in amazement at the tall, armored heroic spirit that appeared out of nowhere.

After putting on the black Tyrannosaurus suit, Conan's apparent height was over two meters.

Also because of this set of equipment's somewhat domineering appearance, it gives people a feeling of being very strong.

In addition, the airtight helmet covers Conan's face, which is between a boy and a young man, which really makes people think that he is a mature heroic spirit with a story.

"Uh... Y-yes! I am your summoner!"

The blue-haired boy heard the somewhat dull question from the heroic spirit he summoned through the full-face helmet, and responded hurriedly in a panic.

"What's your name?"

Conan-san could clearly realize that this young man was his master, and that he was providing him with insignificant magic power.

However, he also discovered that the boy did not have the Command Spells that could control and provide the power of Heroic Spirits.

A complete failure in the summoning of the Heroic Spirit, a summoning ritual that is impossible to succeed... Or is there something wrong with the summoning ritual of the Heroic Spirit being performed here?

Conan-san knew clearly which continent he was on. There should be no method to summon heroic spirits here, and this place was not suitable for summoning heroic spirits.

But, in fact, the two people in front of him actually tried to summon the Heroic Spirit, and luckily called him out.

"I'm Alan!"

The boy introduced himself in a sharp and a little overexcited voice.

"This is my uncle!"

The man behind the boy licked his lips, then greeted the majestic heroic spirit with a little nervousness.

"Hello, Heroic Spirit... I am Adolf..."

"Hello, Alan and Adolf."

Conanshan couldn't feel that there was anything wrong with these two people, or the problem did not come from them.

"I have learned the reason why you summoned the Heroic Spirits. You chose to summon the Heroic Spirits in order to fight against the disaster called the Abyss... First, answer a few questions for me. Where did you get the method to summon the Heroic Spirits?"

"……what?"

The blue-haired boy Alang obviously didn't expect the Heroic Spirit to ask such a question.

But he still answered honestly.

"I bought this from a merchant from another continent... The merchant said that the heroic spirit might be able to solve the problem we have here...

We didn’t take it seriously at first, but we have no other options, we are at our wits’ end, the pollution of the abyss is imminent, so we…”

"The abyss is indeed very close. I can clearly feel the breath of the abyss."

When Conan-san was summoned, he already sensed the presence of some kind of disgusting and hateful aura.

It should be said that as long as you raise your head and look at the dark sky above your head, you can clearly capture a corner of the abyss.

The disaster called the Abyss has even begun to pollute the sky.

"The merchant who sold you the method to summon heroic spirits has left?"

"It's been more than half a year since we left... We bought this ritual more than half a year ago... It didn't cost much, so it felt like we were getting it for free?"

Alang still remembers the situation at that time.

When they were buying some necessary supplies from foreign merchants, the other party saw the influence of the abyss in this area and took the initiative to propose a deal.

Initially, Alang and his uncle did not take the ceremony seriously, because the summoning ceremony cost too much and the preparation was very troublesome, which was not something that ordinary elemental warlocks like them could do.

However, today, half a year later, the abyss has arrived at their doorstep. They are almost at their wits' end and can only gather various resources from their companions and try the so-called summoning of heroic spirits as a last resort.

They Yue∈∥飞{‰群]::※⑧♂≌⑤⑦⑥→→⑥♀③④?｛④② never thought they would succeed.

"It is indeed impossible to succeed... According to my speculation, there is no human sage on this continent who is qualified to ascend the Throne of Heroes."

At this moment, Conanshan had the urge to sigh.

It should be impossible now to track down the merchants who sell the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ritual to others casually and cheaply.

What's more, compared with foreign merchants of unknown origin, we should first solve the problems on this continent.

"Um...what does that mean?"

The blue-haired boy was a little confused.

"Here on our side, in the continent of Teyvat... there are no heroic spirits?"

"It would take too long to explain in detail, so just understand it this way."

The place where Conan is now summoned is called the continent of Teyvat.

A paradise of elemental life that is facing the threat of the abyss.

"The continent of Teyvat... cannot be activated without the original god. There is no such thing as an adventer. The continent of Teyvat..."

At this moment, Conanshan suddenly remembered that he himself seemed to be the Adventer.