A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

"I knew it."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream escaped Hoshino Ai's lips as she clutched her head, writhing in agony.

The level two cursed spirit has broken through!

Perhaps it would have been better if Kenmei Isayama had fed Ai Hoshino himself from the start, because how could a beast that has lost its mind possibly...

They will know how to exercise restraint.

Under the combined influence of the potion and the cursed ball, countless cracks appeared on the surface of Ai Shinno's body, looking like tiny mouths screaming in pain.

"Damn, it's almost at the mid-stage of level two."

Kenmei Isayama was quite surprised to see Ai Hoshino advance so quickly.

It was even faster than a rocket. It was probably because Kenmei Isayama's [Essence of Life] was too ruthless. Those tiny fragments were equivalent to devouring the essence brought by tens of thousands of people.

Little did she know that for Ai Shinno at that moment, the intense pain was like someone frantically binding her with a chain studded with spikes, determined to tear her soul apart at all times, while another energy quickly repaired the wound.

Even the slumbering soul of Ai Shinno was overwhelmed by the pain of this destruction and reconstruction; it felt like it was tearing her apart.

When Kenmei Isayama saw Ai Shinno, who was tightly choking him and unable to move, and who was stuck at level two and could not advance any further.

He directly pulled out two unlucky level-two cursed spirits from the warehouse, quickly melted them into cursed power balls, and stuffed them directly into Shinno Ai's mouth.

He poured it in forcefully, but that wasn't enough. Kenmei Isayama cut open his wrist, converting his magical power into cursed power. Through this opening, a large amount of blood, along with the cursed power, was brutally injected into this bottomless pit that was impossible to fill.

With this extra magical power, the greedy servant suddenly had the motivation to devour.

However, in contrast, increasingly angry, resentful, and painful female cries emanated from Ai Shinno's body. Kenmei Isayama frowned deeply, finding Ai Shinno's cries even more agonizing than those of some tormented souls in hell.

Finally, I reached the peak of my momentum.

Shinno Ai broke through that hurdle and reached the level of a first-level cursed spirit.

Ai Shinno let out a sharp roar, her eyes changing from bloodshot to a deep blue similar to the blue of Kenjiro Isayama's spiritual energy eruption, and the intense light she emitted directly illuminated the secret room.

A terrifying surge of magical power struck, forcing Kenmei Isayama to summon the "Holy Blood" type Terminator power armor to block it.

By the time he realized what was happening, the entire secret room in front of him had turned into a white world, a snowy wonderland from a fairy tale.

The temperature was at least tens of degrees below zero, and everything was shrouded in a biting cold.

Three pairs of enormous, five-meter-long wings made of ice crystals were spread out in front of Kenmei Isayama.

Ice Seraph's Form

At the center of the wings is a girl dressed in a black nun's habit that contrasts sharply with the white feathers, covered in ice and snow. An indescribable sense of holiness emanates from her. Even though her eyes are covered by black cloth, one can tell that the girl is looking at her master with a gentle expression.

Winter has arrived.

Amidst endless sins, thanks to Kenmei Isayama's diligent nurturing, the pure ice flower finally bloomed.

Kenmei Isayama stepped forward, reaching out as if to touch this unreal beauty.

The "white angel" came over on its own initiative, placed its master's hand on its cheek, and knelt before Kenmei Isayama to express its absolute loyalty.

Because he is her master, her great creator, and the object of her eternal service.

That will not change.

In the terrifyingly low temperatures, ice crystals formed on Kenmei Isayama's armor until the communication equipment received a phone call from the outside world.

He then seemed to awaken from a dream.

Turns out it's true.

"Sister Huangquan, I think I saw an angel."

"what?"

When Isayama Yomi suddenly called with something urgent, she was completely stunned to hear what her younger brother said.

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Chapter 140 Frosty Heart in Winter

Amidst the howling wind, a silver dragon about three hundred meters long soared above the frosty sky, like a deity who had mistakenly entered the mortal realm. Its vertical pupils, azure mixed with gold, inspired awe, and its snow-white horns, dozens of meters long, further enhanced its supreme majesty as a dragon.

Under the bright moonlight, its almost transparent body and lifelike details are breathtaking; who would have thought that this giant dragon is entirely composed of ice and snow? Its pure, flawless, enormous scales exude an overwhelming chill, enough to freeze all the tiny water droplets contained in the surrounding clouds with just a sweep of them, creating a dazzling silver trail that stretches for a kilometer, propelled by the wind.

Upon closer inspection, one can see a slender figure standing atop a massive, ferocious dragon's head, his coat frosted with the cold.

Even though the ice dragon itself exuded a bone-chilling cold and the howling air currents from above could not cool the burning passion in Kenmei's blood, he stood atop the dragon's head.

The dragon-riding knight, Kenmei Isayama, looked at the moon so close at hand and took a deep breath.

"Finally, it's done."

Ever since Kenmei Isayama rode Xia Youjie's rainbow dragon, he had harbored a vague goal in his heart: Kenmei Isayama must have a dragon of his own!

What others have, Kenmei Isayama must also have.

Now, Kenmei Isayama has realized this in Ai Shinno; this ice-type dragon containing terrifying magical energy fluctuations is her incarnation.

Having fully absorbed the life essence of tens of thousands of innocent civilians from the Warhammer world contained in the reagent prepared by Kenmei Isayama, as well as the blood of her master, Ai Shinno broke through from a level four cursed spirit to the level one cursed spirit in an instant. The terrifying concentration of essence cursed power in her body far exceeded that of ordinary special-grade cursed spirits.

Not to mention, the technique that Ai Shinno awakened was an extremely rare nature-based one.

Natural elements, including lightning, wind, and earth, are extremely rare cursed spirits. Every cursed spirit that wields the power of nature possesses combat power far exceeding that of its peers, and killing those of higher levels is commonplace.

However, with modern progress, these natural forces that people once regarded as gods and feared can only grovel before the dark matter, planetary collapse mass, and other difficult-to-understand things that scientists have newly discovered.

However, excluding these ridiculously powerful spells, nature-based cursed spirits are still stronger than most cursed spirits.

Kenmei Isayama suspects that Ai Shinno's awakened ice and snow-type spell, "Frosty Heart of Winter," is a power that controls winter, one of the four seasons in nature, and can evolve all things into ice and snow, and freeze everything.

This 200-meter-long dragon was created by Shinno Ai using her powers, based on the image in Isayama Kenmei's mind.

It's not just a mere imitation; it's a super-giant level-one cursed spirit that Shinno Ai transformed from her Seraph form into a complete Frost Dragon form. It's equivalent to a dragon head that's ten stories tall (about 40 meters) and a body length of 200 meters.

If you were to compare Xia Youjie's super-grade cursed rainbow dragon, which is about the length of a small passenger plane (eighty meters), here, it would be like comparing an adult anaconda to its juvenile form. It wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap; you could bite it off in one bite.

Logically speaking, Hoshino Ai should definitely be the pinnacle of ice-type cursed spirits, at the level of a top-tier cursed spirit.

However, she may have an inherent deficiency. Before breaking through that level and obtaining true special-grade power, Shinno Ai, no matter how strong she is, can only be considered a pseudo-special-grade. At least, Kenmei Isayama considers her a first-grade cursed spirit.

As for why he didn't immediately give Isayama Kenmei's sister the same set meal and bring Isayama Sakura to the level of a first-class cursed spirit, he had many concerns.

Ai Shinno was, after all, just an initial experiment. Whether rejection or adverse reactions would occur later were points that Kenmei Isayama needed to pay attention to. He could not ignore the potential dangers behind the success.

Kenmei Isayama will only perform the ascension ceremony for his sister if he can ensure that the risk is reduced to below 30%.

However, Kenmei Isayama's other cousin, Mei Isayama, is not suitable for this process. Her body has been transformed beyond recognition by the Sesshōseki, and she is destined to be able to only consume high-purity Sesshōseki.

However, with Ai Shinno's assistance in battle, Kenmei Isayama felt that he could save some mana from now on.

Now, Kenmei Isayama is riding this frost dragon, flying around Tokyo. Below him, the city is ablaze with lights, with cars and horses flowing like water, a dazzling and decadent metropolis.

While others are stuck in traffic in their Mazdas, Kenmei Isayama has said goodbye to this trouble forever, because he rides a dragon.

The dragon soaring through the sky, transcending fairy tales, combined with the image of a giant dragon leaping from the page, creates a scene that feels like a dream. Just a few months ago, Kenmei Isayama certainly wouldn't have imagined that he would one day be commanding a level-one cursed spirit to soar through the sky like this.

"Almost there."

Kenmei Isayama looked down at the house below and spoke to the frost dragon beneath his feet.

"Xiao Ai, prepare to land."

Because Huang Quan had called to say that his uncle wanted him to come home, Isayama Kenmei decided to test Shinno Ai's spell, "Winter Frost Heart," and the result far exceeded his expectations.

Ai Shinno is amazing.

Meanwhile, at the Isayama residence, Isayama Naraku was sitting in the living room, his gaze fixed on a beautifully framed painting, occasionally letting out a sound of admiration.

It contains only two characters, but the calligraphy is remarkably skillful, written with vigor and strength.

[A noble cause!]

The fact that Isayama Naraku placed this calligraphy and painting in the most prominent position shows how much he loves it, not just because the seal next to it bears the signature of the president of the Spellcaster Association.

This calligraphy work is also an honor, representing a family of sorcerers or an individual sorcerer who has made a great contribution and is being rewarded.

The incident where Kenmei Isayama fought against the terrifying being that came from the cherry blossom tree, symbolizing the "Kesshoseki," was covered up by a white-haired woman (Tengen) who was afraid of trouble, and was treated as an "ordinary" attack by a special-grade cursed spirit.

The younger generation within the Spellcaster Association, capable of carrying the future of the entire spellcasting world, has not yet grown up. Therefore, the Super-grade Spellcasters remain the most terrifying threat, and the casualty rate for ordinary spellcasters is unimaginable.

Encountering a top-tier cursed spirit is almost certain death for any sorcerer below level two, and even level one sorcerers might perish here. If one manages to escape unscathed after losing a hand or foot or becoming crippled, it is considered extremely fortunate.

In this historical context, Kenmei Isayama's exorcising of a top-tier cursed spirit is all the more precious and worthy of an award from the Cursed Spellcaster Association headquarters.

Why wouldn't the Sorcerer Association doubt the authenticity of this matter, even though the person isn't even a sorcerer? It's because of Tianyuan's sake.

Surely an ancient relic that has lived for over a thousand years wouldn't lie, so the fact that Kenmei Isayama expelled the special-grade cursed spirit became a fait accompli and deserved to be rewarded.

In short, at that time, top-tier combat power wasn't commonplace, and expelling a top-tier cursed spirit still carried considerable prestige.

Kenmei Isayama vulgarly accepted the monetary reward from the Spellcaster Association and handed the certificate-like object to his uncle.

For Naraku Isayama, who always placed the continuation and strength of his family above all else, nothing could be more inspiring than this.

"Honestly, all Dad does is stare at that sign and grin like an idiot."

Wearing an apron, Isayama Yomi brought the dishes out and placed them on the table, looking utterly helpless.

"I don't know what's so interesting about it. Xiao Ming will be here soon."

Hearing Huang Quan's complaint, Kazuo, the butler of the Isayama family, smiled.

"Miss, Master is just happy to see that Young Master Xianming has become successful."

Having followed Isayama Naraku for over twenty years, how could He Yang not know what burdens his master carried? Now, seeing that the young master Xianming, who originally had no talent for sorcery, possessed such outstanding strength, how could this not make his master gratified?

"That's true, Xiao Ming has really been surprising people lately."

After Aunt He Yang said that, and thinking about the increasingly grand things that Kenmei Isayama had done, Yomi Isayama felt it was all very surreal.

He actually managed to fight and defeat the sorcerer assassin, Fuhesh, who had instilled fear in the sorcery world. Recently, he even went to the Sorcery High School to exorcise a top-tier cursed spirit. The rewards from the Sorcery Association were even delivered to his home.

It's impossible for Izumi Izayama not to have encountered a top-tier cursed spirit; she knows perfectly well how terrifying those beings who reign supreme at the pinnacle of all cursed spirits are.

The fact that only two of Isayama Yomi's original five-person team survived an attack by a top-tier cursed spirit is a pain that will forever remain in her heart.

Xiao Ming's strength has been skyrocketing lately; such a surge in power is unprecedented.