Master of Noble Phantasm Outsider

Conanshan suddenly discovered something.

He finally realized now that he had just killed someone with his own hands.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary citizen and had never experienced any big scenes. Even though he was involved in the Heroic War before, he never hurt anyone.

——Heroic spirits should not be considered human beings.

"Just now I was only thinking about how to deal with these ambushers, and I really didn't think about killing people... Am I too slow?"

Conan-san had no feeling at all about the fact that he had just killed more than a dozen people, and his spirit was not shaken at all.

This should have nothing to do with whether he is now a heroic spirit or not. It is simply that he has no sense of reality.

The power of the lightsaber was so strong that it chopped the ambushers and the ground into pieces. Then the sword light and sword wind swallowed up the pieces, leaving nothing behind.

The current scene has nothing to do with blood. It looks more like a few construction excavators are turning over the soil here.

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about this. It's better for all the enemies to die than for something to happen to us."

Conan-San is just an ordinary man, not a compassionate saint. He cannot sympathize or pity the enemies who want to kill him.

Not feeling anything at this time may be the best.

Conanshan looked at the iron sword in his hand, which was shedding iron fragments bit by bit, and then simply threw it away right there.

He estimated that this broken sword could not even be sheathed, and it would probably break completely in the middle of some big movements, which would only increase the trouble of cleaning up, so it would be better to just throw it away.

"It seems there is no one else."

Conan looked around and his passive ability of [Eagle Eyes] did not find any hidden figures.

There should be no other enemies nearby.

"Okay, what should we do next?"

Conan-san turned and asked the two Sarkaz.

"Next..."

For some reason, Rex was panting in place, as if he had just done strenuous exercise, and sweat was pouring down his face.

Conanshan understood instantly that because he had just used a Noble Phantasm, the Sarkaz, who was theoretically his master, automatically provided him with a certain amount of magic power through the contract, which was why he looked a little tired now.

"If the dead ambushers were really our traitors, we might be in big trouble if we return to our base now... It's a pity that we didn't save any of them alive..."

Rex wiped his face vigorously to get rid of the troublesome sweat.

"...No matter what, let's get out of here first."

Rex knew very well that it was not advisable to stay here for long. After all, the signs of fighting here were too obvious, and Conan's lightsaber was too bright in the middle of the night and could be discovered at any time.

They don't have extra time to cover up the problems here, so they might as well speed up and leave.

Rex quickly decided where to go next.

This Kazdel is the hometown where he grew up, so he has some ideas on how to find a place to hide temporarily.

He left the original road, led his two companions into the darkness on the side, and then continued forward.

"Conan-san, um, the power you used just now... is it a Noble Phantasm?"

As they walked quickly, Rex asked the questions in his mind.

"That's right."

Conanshan didn't think of hiding it, he nodded and admitted it very straightforwardly.

"I understand... Then, do you have any other Noble Phantasms? I am not underestimating your power. I have just witnessed your strength, but... if you want to fight the Demon King and the Heroic Spirit here, if you want to destroy the Heroic Spirit Ceremony here... the attack just now may not be enough..."

Rex estimated that even if he used up the Command Seals in his hand and strengthened the power of Conan's Noble Phantasm, he might not be able to defeat any other Demon King Heroic Spirit.

Every demon spirit summoned on this land is incredibly powerful.

"I have never thought about fighting with other Demon Kings and Heroic Spirits. I will definitely be killed in one encounter."

Conan-san was well aware of the problems and concerns of his cheap master, and he knew exactly how capable he was.

But because of this, his ideas are simpler.

"Rex, have you forgotten so quickly that my basic ability stats are no different from those of an average person? I have no intention of fighting. Although I do have a Noble Phantasm, it is all I have. Let's put it this way, I am a glass cannon that will shatter if touched."

Conanshan didn't think too much, nor did he consider anything too complicated. After all, there were basically only two things he had to do here.

One is to try to contact other heroes to stimulate his own golden finger, and the other is to do his best to help Rex and Saga.

Anyway, even if he failed, he wouldn't suffer any actual loss as his real body was on another continent.

"Your goal is not to win this Heroic War, but to stop the Heroic War here, right? Then don't complicate things. As long as we find an opportunity, find the core of the Heroic War, and then destroy it, that will be our victory. Isn't it that simple?"

038 There is a ghost

In this world of stitched monsters, Kazdel is built under a solid and towering mountain range.

This mountain range became a protective wall to protect the city of Kazdel, resisting natural disasters from the outside world. After generations of artificial transformation and reinforcement by the Sarkaz, it has barely become a habitable place.

"This windbreak mountain in Kazdel has many traces of modifications by our ancestors. There are also mountain shelters built just in case, but there are not many of them. After all, we have to consider the stability of the windbreak mountain and cannot hollow out the inside of the mountain casually."

Rex did not choose to go to the half-ruined city of Kazdel, nor did he return to the base of the forces that supported him. Instead, he led Conanshan forward cautiously under the cover of night, made a slight detour and searched for a while, passed through an underground passage covered by natural traces, and arrived at the current location, a little-known secret shelter at the bottom of the mountain.

"The only people who know about this place are me and my deceased mother. Even Saga doesn't know about it. As for the neutrals who support us behind the scenes, let alone that. No one should find us here. At least it is safe for the time being."

Rex had never thought of using this shelter, and he hadn't been here for a long time.

The reason is very simple. This place has been abandoned long ago and is not a suitable place to stay at all.

This dirty and dusty underground shelter is an endangered building that has fallen into disrepair. If you are not careful, it may collapse completely and you will be buried alive inside.

The reason why Rex knew about the existence of this secret place was that his mother told him when he was a child. He had been here only a few times and had not been here since he grew up.

He had no idea why his mother knew this place, and now he had no way of finding out.

In any case, this place is at least safe and suitable for them to stay temporarily and discuss the next plan of action.

The function of this shelter has been completely lost, and the air is a bit turbid, but with Saga, a qualified magician, ventilation is not a problem. He also used some magic to create a light source, and barely created an environment where they can concentrate on communication.

“If we want to sneak into the throne room, which is likely the core of the Heroic War Ceremony, we can’t do it with just a few of us. We must have the cooperation of others… But if there is a traitor on our side, who knows…”

It had only been two days since Rex returned to his hometown, but as soon as he got back someone approached him.

That is the so-called neutral faction, the conservative force among the Sarkaz.

"Everyone basically knows that I am the illegitimate son of the Demon King, so I understand why those neutral parties are so active in contacting me. They want to use me to stop the ridiculous Heroic War that is happening now... I didn't refuse because I also want to stop my two brothers."

The magical resources that Rex used to summon heroes, the various magic items on his body, and the information about the war of heroes happening here were basically provided by neutral forces.

Although they are using each other, they are indeed on the same side and there is still basic trust.

However, if there is a traitor in the neutral camp, then the next action will be difficult.

"Since there is an ambush, the base of the neutral faction may have been captured. Going back directly would be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth... First, we need to determine the status of the neutral faction."

It would be best if the neutral faction was safe and sound. Even if there were still traitors inside, their subsequent actions might be exposed. It would be better than having no help at all.

"Let's rest here for one night and then go into the city tomorrow."

After Rex performed the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony, he also provided Conan-san with the magic power to activate the Noble Phantasm, which was a certain degree of accumulated fatigue.

Considering the possible dangers he would face, he naturally wanted to deal with them in a safe state.

"Then I'll listen to you."

Conan-san certainly had no objection, it should be said that he really wanted to sleep.

He felt very strange now. His body was still resting in bed, but his spirit was very active here. There was a subtle sense of disharmony.

Conan sat down in the corner of the dilapidated shelter, closed his eyes, and concentrated his mind on his body.

Soon, his real body far away in the magic continent opened his eyes.

"I probably understand..."

Conan-san quickly figured out the control issues of the original body and the heroic spirit clone.

"I can't control two bodies at the same time. If I want to control one of them, I can't control the other one..."

Conan-san now suddenly has two bodies, but his spirit is still only one, and it is not so easy to control two bodies to act together at the same time.

He tried hard, but it was too difficult to control. He couldn't control his mind, and forcing it to continue would give him a splitting headache.

Controlling two different bodies at the same time felt like tearing his mind apart. He was not schizophrenic, so it was not easy for him to perform such a difficult skill.

“It’s troublesome… Maybe I can practice more and adapt to it in the future. Maybe I can really control two different bodies at the same time, but I don’t have the time. Magic school will start in a week… Is there any way to deal with the Heroic War in Kazdel before then?”

Conan-san wanted to remain optimistic, but the Heroic War in Kazdel was not an incomplete version of the one in Changkong City that had been disrupted from the beginning. They had no extra helpers and no support to look forward to. If they wanted to solve the problem completely, they could only rely on themselves.

The war of heroes over there has lasted for half a month, but there is no sign of ending yet. I'm afraid it will continue for some time.

"What should I do?"

Since he had already decided to continue participating in Kazdel's War of Heroes, Conan-san naturally could not retreat immediately. He was seriously thinking about what he could do.

He examined all the cards in his soul.

"Huh? This is..."

Only now did Conan realize that the status of the cards he had used seemed to be a little different from before.

"No cooldown?"

Conan just released a Noble Phantasm not long ago. Normally, this Noble Phantasm should have entered its cooling period, but now it hasn't.

The Noble Phantasm [after 778 AD] can be used again at any time.

“Could it be that because I use the spirit and body of a Heroic Spirit to activate my Noble Phantasm, there is no so-called cooldown limit?”

This was a surprising discovery.

Although Conan's golden finger is equivalent to gaining power out of thin air to a certain extent, this power displayed in the form of cards has certain limitations.

If he could use his Heroic Spirit to activate his Noble Phantasm without the cooldown limit, he would be able to do more.

"Although I am still a glass cannon and using treasures still consumes magic power, I now have a master who can share the magic power consumption, so it is not too tiring to activate my power... In this case..."

When Conan's heroic spirit uses its power, it does not consume his original body's physical strength or magic power. His two bodies are truly two different bodies.

Of course, the physical and magical powers of the two different bodies are the same, there is no difference.

Based on his previous experience with the Noble Phantasm, with the support of Rex's magic, he should be able to activate the Noble Phantasm six or seven times in a row at most.

"As long as we don't confront those demon kings directly, maybe we can achieve our goal?"

039 The important core setting is gone Q

Conan Shan always felt that he didn't get enough sleep.

My body was clearly relaxed, without any trace of fatigue, and I wasn't mentally depressed, but I just felt a little bit lackluster.

This is probably the result of the sudden summoning of the Heroic Spirit while I was sleeping last night.

It could also be the burden of having two bodies.

"It's better not to go out today..."

Conan originally planned to take a good walk around Hogsmeade before school started.

This magical city with a population of 500,000 is much larger than one might imagine.

The various areas here are not concentrated or connected, and many of them are scattered. The structure of the city is very different from that of the human world. It really takes a lot of time to visit all the places.

Moreover, Conan Shan considered that this was still a magical world and he was not even a magic apprentice, so he was very cautious when approaching new areas, which further slowed down his pace of exploring the city.

"But things aren't going well on the other side either..."⑸

Conan, who was in the hotel room, closed his eyes.

His heroic spirit clone, far away on the Terra continent, slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

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Conan-san could clearly feel that the entire underground shelter room was shaking slightly.

He was not too panicked by the persistent vibration because he already knew the cause.

It wasn't that there were enemies attacking, nor that there were heroes fighting fiercely outside, but other uncontrollable factors.

"It's troublesome. Looks like we have to stay in this underground shelter for another day..."

Saga, who went to check the situation outside about five minutes ago, came back with news.