Master of Noble Phantasm Outsider

After a little treatment and some food, they were able to do heavy work.

"Disaster relief..."

Conan-san, maintaining his spirit form, followed Rex and watched him work hard to carry out disaster relief.

It took Rex less than half a day to find many survivors. At this time, his team had grown from a dozen people to a group of hundreds.

Although the entire city was almost destroyed by the natural disaster, the number of survivors was unexpectedly large, and the number of dead found so far did not exceed a dozen fingers.

Due to the harsh natural environment of the Terra continent, every city not only has magical protections to defend against natural disasters, but also has remedial measures for when the magical protection fails. Most public facilities function as shelters, and many residential buildings also have independent safe rooms built underground, so that they will not be left helplessly waiting for annihilation due to the loss of magical protection.

Moreover, the Sarkaz race, regardless of gender, age or status, have very strong physical abilities. It can be said that they are worthy of being a fighting race that can go to the battlefield at the age of ten. As long as they are not facing a situation of imminent death, they can persist in any harsh environment.

Having said that, this time they still faced the power of the natural disaster directly, and the number of casualties gradually increased as time passed.

"Have more than a thousand bodies been found?"

In the evening glow of the setting sun, Mount Conan floats on a hill made up of ruins and rubble, overlooking the center of the city.

In that direction, there were very few buildings that had not been destroyed by natural disasters.

It was a large palace-like building that was not very tall but occupied a very large area.

This place is the administrative center of Kazdel and the location of the so-called Demon King's throne room.

In a way, this place is equivalent to the palace of the devil.

"Should this be taken for granted? This is the only place that is intact, so the thing is really inside?"

If Conan-san had a treasure that could attack from a long distance and was powerful enough, he would definitely fire it at that place without hesitation.

Too bad he didn't.

"Just as I predicted, coming into contact with different types of Heroic Spirits can indeed make my cheat code react and I can obtain new cards..."

Conan examined the new card that appeared in his soul.

It was a silver card with a classic swordsman illustration.

This card has only one passive ability.

【intuition】

[Weakness Sense, Danger Avoidance]

The explanation of this skill is a bit vague, but it can be understood directly from the literal meaning, and it is not difficult to understand.

"The seventh generation demon king we met earlier, is his class a swordsman? So why does he hold an axe? What class is he?"

In the wars between heroes in this world, unless there are restrictions in the rules, the ranks of heroes will not be required to be different for each one.

Although Heroic Spirits are restricted by their class, it does not mean that they can only have one weapon. Even archers can wield dual swords.

It is quite difficult to accurately guess the class of a Heroic Spirit holding an axe.

"Why is it just a silver card? And it's a passive skill. The demon king is so strong..."

Conan-san really couldn't understand how his golden finger reacted.

He just met a little girl before, and he got a treasure that can transform into a white dragon, and the power is quite good. After activating it, he can even compete with heroic spirits.

Even if it only has melee ability, it is powerful enough.

Now he encountered a powerful demon king, but what appeared was just a silver card with only one passive skill.

"Is the gold finger also sexist? Is my gold finger a lolita complex?"

Conan-san was not dissatisfied with the new cards and new skills he obtained. This so-called [Intuition] still felt very useful, but what he needed now was a powerful enough Noble Phantasm. He needed combat power enough to face other Demon Kings and Heroic Spirits.

"Really? How long will the Heroic War last? Hogwarts starts school the day after tomorrow..."

045 The Endless War

Conan moved into the school dormitory the day before Hogwarts started.

He applied for an additional dormitory change the day before school started. Even if he was originally a boarding student, it should have been a bit difficult. However, the people at Hogwarts were very easy to talk to. They approved Zhong's application without even asking any questions.

He originally had no intention of spending extra money to stay in a single room. He had lived in a dormitory in his previous life and had no problems with it. It was just that his current condition was not suitable for living with others.

Needless to say, the reason is of course the influence of the Heroic War on the Terra continent.

Conan-san is not yet accustomed to controlling the actions of two bodies at the same time. When he is controlling one body, the other body becomes almost immobile, and in the eyes of others it looks like it is asleep.

Since he didn't know when an accident would occur in the War of Heroes in Kazdel, Conan-san needed to focus a lot of his energy on the body of the Heroic Spirit, and his real body could only lie still for the time being.

If he behaved too strangely in front of new classmates, it might attract the attention of the school teachers. Conan-san didn't know how to explain it then. He really couldn't think of a reasonable excuse.

In order to avoid trouble, he had no choice but to pay for a single room with tears in his eyes.

“That being said, this can only prevent abnormalities from being discovered after class. If something goes wrong with Kazdel during class… that would be a headache.”

No matter how Conan looks at it, Kazdel's War of Heroes will definitely not end in these few days.

So he could only accept his fate and prepare himself.

"Things have developed to this point, and I can't just let it go... Anyway, I'll do my best."

Conan-san was making final preparations for tomorrow's school opening while observing Kazdel's situation.

He indeed had no way to control two bodies at the same time, but when the heroic spirit body was transformed into a spirit, it was much easier for him to control it with distraction. As long as he didn't make complicated movements or skillful moves, there would be no problem staying where he was and just watching.

“Should we say that the disaster relief work is going smoothly?”

②It was already the second day that Rex started the disaster relief work. The number of refugees gathering around him was increasing, and it was estimated that there were more than three thousand people.

⒐It may be because some people recognized that he was the illegitimate son of the devil, and they had no objection to him being in charge of disaster relief, and many people even gave him support in many aspects.

Dead Rex had not planned to become the so-called leader, but he was pushed to his current position very naturally, and in order to continue the disaster relief work smoothly, he did not postpone it.

Lin "The death toll...is increasing..."

Silk fixed the body of the heroic spirit to Mount Conan, the top of a small hill of garbage, and while serving as a temporary surveillance tower, he observed the busy figures of the Sarkaz refugees below.

3. Considering the current dire situation of the entire city, Rex has begun to arrange for the cremation of the bodies of the dead in order to avoid the impact of possible plague or disease.

⒌ In a corner that was deliberately cleared away from the temporary residential area, a fire was burning fiercely, and the bodies of the victims of the natural disaster were placed in urns one by one.

㈥ "The death toll is estimated to be over 2,000, and more bodies will surely be found in the future..."

4 Conan-san once offered to help, but after discussion, he decided to remain in spirit form so that no one could see him.

No one knows whether a heroic spirit will suddenly come to attack, so it is better for him not to waste his energy and stay in a state of being able to fight at any time.

“This is really troublesome. Even if Kazdel becomes this terrible, the War of Heroes still can’t be stopped…”

Conanshan had already felt it just now, the ground was shaking slightly.

Although natural disasters often occur on the Terra continent, the number of earthquakes is surprisingly small. I heard that there has only been one minor earthquake in the past hundred years.

The abnormal vibration now is not an earthquake, but the aftermath of a battle between two heroic spirits in the distance.

This war of heroes to decide the next Demon King has never stopped.

"It's really crazy..."

Conan-san was speechless in the face of this situation.

“Even if I win the War of Heroes, even if I become the Demon King, it will be meaningless if I lose the city I rule and the people I’m supposed to lead… Don’t they understand?”

Conanshan sighed and shook his head, no longer thinking about these bad things.

In order to prevent the Heroic War from affecting the refugee shelter here, he continued to dutifully serve as a watchtower.

I thought it would end peacefully like yesterday, but the accident still happened, or rather, it happened as expected.

"Rex, someone's coming!"

Conan-san possesses the passive skill [Eagle Eyes], which seems to not only be able to see through concealment, but also enhance his vision, allowing him to easily detect situations in the distance.

"Which direction!?"

Rex, who was looking for possible survivors, immediately put down his work and got into combat mode when he heard the news.

Before leaving, he informed Saga beside him and asked his companion to make advance preparations and try to evacuate the refugees in the dangerous direction.

"This way, to the east. But they don't look ferocious. They are walking slowly towards us."

Conanshan reported the matter truthfully.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous, but he didn't think the approaching Master was coming for a fight.

If they really want to fight, there is no need to approach us step by step in an open and fair manner.

"It's really here..."

Rex had actually anticipated the current situation.

"Since they are not sending heroic spirits to fight, then they should be trying to win them over..."

Rex armed himself as quickly as possible, then came to the deserted ruins alone, waiting for the target to arrive.

He looked quite dirty and covered in dust now. He had been busy with disaster relief work and had done many things personally in the midst of the chaos. There was neither time nor place for him to wash up and rest properly.

But he didn't mind his current appearance as long as it didn't affect his actions.

It didn't take long for the guests to arrive.

There were three visitors in total.

These three tall Sarkaz dressed neatly and cleanly seemed out of place in the environment here.

If nothing unexpected happens, the black-haired Sarkaz walking in front should be the Master.

Conan-san couldn't see the other party's heroic spirit, probably because it had turned into a spirit like him, but he could still barely feel its presence.

This is probably the so-called feeling between heroic spirits.

The person on the other side should be able to sense his presence just like him.

The two people next to him don't seem to be the Masters, of course it is also possible that the Heroic Spirits are just not following him.

"Long time no see, Rex."

The tall and mighty young man walking in the front stopped at a distance.

He smiled like a bird of prey.

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"My dear brother, you are welcome to join this bloodthirsty war of heroes. However, I don't want to fight with you. Let's have a good talk."

046 The Second Brother is Talking About the First Brother

Rex has two half-brothers, each with an age gap.

Rex's second brother Blake, who came here, is nine years younger than him.

There aren't many similarities between Barex and Blake, except that they both have black hair and black eyes.

Wu Blake is tall and strong, with facial features as sharp as a sword. He is like a bird of prey hunting in the sky, exuding a sharp aura at all times.

Rex, who was only seventeen years old, was taller and broader than his second brother. His face still had the youthfulness and immaturity of a teenager, and he did not have any aura. He was like a rough stone that had not been polished.

⑹ Conan-san watched the two people's conversation quietly, and at the same time prepared to use the treasure.

It seems that the other party is here to negotiate, but accidents can always happen, so it is better to be careful and not be careless.

⑶ "Rex, I won't waste my words. I'll just say it straight. Let's join forces."

Blake, dressed in clean and tidy modern combat attire, rested his left hand on the sword at his waist, looking down at his younger brother with a sense of superiority.

Four "It's time to end this protracted war, Rex. It seems that you don't know yet that the natural disaster that occurred in Kazdel was not caused by nature. The storm that enveloped our city for five days was the treasure of our eldest brother's heroic spirit."

"…What did you say?"

Rex thought he was prepared and could deal with whatever his brother said.

However, just this opening remark was enough to make the gears in the young Sarkaz's head stop.

"Rex, you don't think we would be crazy enough to extract the magic power that protects the city?"

Blake gave a wry smile, sighed, and slowly shook his head.

"My brother and I are not idiots, let alone lunatics. We want to be the next Demon King, we want to command all the Sarkaz, we want to govern Kazdel, we have no reason to destroy our homes."

"How is this going!?"