A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

As a first-level sorcerer, Mingming has the authority to access the records and documents about domains within the Sorcerer's Association, so she has a certain understanding of domains.

She remembered seeing the exhausted look on Kenmei Isayama's face after he activated his domain, so she made a suggestion.

If Isayama Kenmei hadn't been able to stand up, I would have called an ambulance for him.

"Need not."

Isayama Kenmei shook his head; his mana had almost fully recovered.

As for Xiao Ai, let her sleep. Her slumber is due to Kenmei Isayama's violent driving.

Xiao Ai temporarily lost her ability to freeze large areas. Anyway, before this idol cursed spirit was around, Xiao Ai hadn't managed to get through it this way.

Kenmei Isayama got to where he is today without relying on anyone; he did it all on his own.

"I feel okay, Sister Ming, let's continue."

Wouldn't it be better to finish sooner and go home to call it a day?

Kenmei Isayama took about five days off from school. In other words, if he finished this matter sooner, the rest of the vacation time wouldn't all be his.

The experimental equipment ordered by Kenmei Isayama will arrive tomorrow, so let's get this sorted out as soon as possible.

But it's such a small thing as disciplining a disobedient dog. Do you really want to drag it out for a day or two?

"By the way, Sister Ming, tell me your destination. Let's just go there directly."

Kenmei Isayama couldn't wait for the Sorcerer's Association to provide support or a new vehicle; he wanted to go there directly on his own.

The black Maybach that Kenmei Isayama and Meimei used to drive is still in the tunnel where the train was attacked.

To be honest, even Kenmei Isayama doesn't know where he is right now.

His phone hasn't been upgraded to the Sorcerer's Guild version yet, so the signal isn't very good.

However, the signal was still good even in remote mountainous areas, thanks to the fact that it was the mobile version of the Sorcerer's Association.

Okay, that achieves the effect of satellite communication.

When she heard that Kenmei Isayama didn't want to provide support, she deleted the message she had typed on her phone.

How do we get there?

Mingming looked at Kenmei Isayama. She wanted to know where they would find a vehicle to carry both of them for the rest of the night.

"give it to me."

Kenmei Isayama told Mingming to look into the forest. Mingming quickly spotted it in the distance; in the dark forest, several shadowy figures seemed to be flickering.

Soon, two enormous, dark figures appeared directly in front of Mingming. They were ferocious beasts, each three meters tall, their bodies crimson red like blood, their strong muscles covered with hard scales.

The savage monster stared wide-eyed. Its mouth opened, revealing sharp teeth, and it stared intently at Mingming and Isayama Kenmei.

Mingming's first impression was one of extreme danger and overwhelming pressure. She even instinctively picked up the axe and held it in front of her, as if only in this way could she gain a sense of security.

If it wasn't Isayama Kenmei who said it was his doing, then Kenmei was probably already stressed by the pungent smell of brass in the air and the way the two monsters looked at him as if he were prey.

An attack is out of the question; with such a small bounty, expecting her to risk her life is wishful thinking.

Mingming even considered starting to retreat.

This wolf-lizard hybrid resembles a living creature, more like a cursed spirit, a product of biological experiments seen in horror movies.

What exactly are they?

Her fingers were so hard on the axe that they turned white, and they were even trembling slightly.

Seemingly sensing the underlying unease,

Kenmei Isayama beckoned a flesh-and-blood hound forward, and soon this monster, even larger than a brown bear, strode arrogantly towards him.

Kenmei Isayama simply extended his hand.

"This thing just looks fierce, but it's actually very docile."

The monster, which appeared extremely arrogant in Mingming's eyes, actually lowered its head and allowed Isayama Kenmei to stroke it. As he stroked it, he didn't forget to smile and say something to Mingming.

"Sister Ming, let's ride wolves (dogs)."

Kenmei Isayama beckoned another flesh-and-blood hound forward, and it came to Mingming.

Out of trust in Kenmei Isayama, Mingming, for the first time ever, tried to reach out and touch its head like Kenmei had done. However, the beast suddenly flew into a rage as if it had been insulted.

The fleshhound opened its massive jaws, the upper and lower jaws clashing with a chilling crack as their teeth snapped together. Its bite force was astonishing. If it weren't for Mingming's swift movement, half a hand might already be gone.

Mingming turned to look at Isayama Kenmei, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Is this what you called docile?

Kenmei Isayama gave an awkward smile.

"It's just joking with you."

Meanwhile, in the darkness of night, the headquarters of the Panxing Sect's branch, the Soul Society, was located in the center of a Three Realms Canyon surrounded by mountains and water.

The buildings here are all circular, and there are also various modern European-style villas, which look very luxurious.

The largest room here is a conference hall, a large auditorium that can accommodate 5000 people.

The meeting room was packed. The meeting was being held after the "Bottle and Soul" event, a semi-annual cadre meeting, with approximately 3000 believers in attendance.

These believers were all ordinary people. The magical power emanating from their bodies was very weak.

Ten people stood on the platform used for speaking. These guys, who didn't look like good people, all had varying levels of strength. The weakest one probably only barely reached the level of a sorcerer.

Most people are at a level between level three and level two sorcerers.

The only one present who could be considered the tallest among the short, reaching the level of a first-class sorcerer, was the Pope of the Society of Weapons and Souls—Matsuda Zen'e.

All the people sitting on the platform were dressed in white robes. Combined with the prayer beads in their hands, they looked very much like charlatans. The president of the Society of Vessels and Souls was holding a microphone and speaking passionately to the believers below.

"Lord Tianyuan, he is our eternal faith!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the tightly closed conference room door was kicked open by some tremendous force.

The terrifying force sent one half of a door flying straight to the front, where the higher-ups were sitting, smashing the signboard and large screen above it.

"Wow, it's quite lively here."

A very young boy walked in, looking around curiously at everything.

"There are so many people inside."

He looks a bit like a student.

"Good evening, we are from the Spellcaster Association."

"Everyone from the Gathering of Weapons and Souls, although it was quite sudden, this place is now under the complete control of our Spellcaster Association."

Kenmei Isayama walked from the back to the front and snatched the microphone from the hand of Pope Zen'e Matsuda, whose face was grim.

"By order of the Sorcerers' Association, your Society of Weapons and Souls is hereby ordered to cease all activities immediately."

"All your activities are prohibited without the permission of our Spellcasters' Association."

Kenmei Isayama smiled and said to the commoners below.

"Well then, everyone, it's so late, you should hurry home."

"Where the hell did you come from, you little brat!"

A person on the platform immediately stood up and started cursing at Kenmei Isayama.

"Who do you think you are? Let the president of your Sorcerer's Association come here."

"Pfft!"

The roar abruptly stopped, for his upper body was torn apart alive amidst a sound of flesh being ripped apart and the howling of a beast.

A gigantic monster appeared on top of them at some point. The high-ranking officials who were sitting close to the unfortunate man had their white robes stained red. They were all so panicked that they almost jumped up and scrambled away from the place.

"Now."

Kenmei Isayama remained indifferent to this, his calm gaze sweeping across the faces of every high-ranking official.

"Who's in favor?"

"Who objects?"

It's been revised—12.32

The Panxing Cult is no good, so don't think I'm cruel; they deserve what they got.

Amidst the applause of hundreds of believers, Gojo Satoru left carrying Tennori Riko's body.

Chapter 149 Kenmei Isayama is a Monster

It wasn't that she was slow; rather, there were nearly 3000 ordinary believers who had escaped from the main hall in front of her, and they instantly overwhelmed her.

"Didn't I tell Xianming to take it easy?"

Newcomers often overexert themselves on their first mission, so she gave them special instructions.

Mingming looked at the panicked expressions of the ordinary believers, as if something terrible had happened inside and they were all running for their lives in a panic. He twitched the corner of his mouth.

It seems like Xianming has made a huge fuss about this.

At this moment, almost all the believers in the empty auditorium had run away, leaving only a large group of people at the front.

It should be said that these people wanted to escape but had no way to do so. They were used to acting arrogantly and domineeringly, and this was the first time they felt that their high-ranking positions were so unbearable.

They had witnessed the terror of the flesh-and-blood hounds, so they trembled in fear and dared not move.

"How scary! I want to go home!"

The outside world is so dangerous! A terrifyingly young being suddenly appeared and killed their colleague, who was a level two sorcerer.

Kenmei Isayama was facing off against ten people (one of the eleven had already been eliminated). He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed in front of him, and looked at the group of people in front of him, waiting for their reply.

"We will comply with the orders from the Sorcerers' Association."

When Pope Yoshie Matsuda of the Society of Vessels and Souls saw the arrogant Kenmei Isayama, he spoke with a gloomy face.

"but!"