Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 287 Your pride is not worth mentioning

Will you die if you don’t use it?

The thunderous roar in the sky illuminated Arima Kisho's pale face. He didn't even look at the red potion that the other party said had healing power dropped on the ground.

The only eyes that could see were staring at the two bandaged men opposite, and the knuckles that clenched Kuink IXA turned white.

Arima Kisho's broken right arm was tied tightly with the belt of his coat, and blood continued to trickle down.

"You are showing mercy to me."

Arima Kishou spoke a dry sentence from his purple lips, and his expression looked like an extremely cold poker face.

The identity of the other party is a mystery.

Before the opponent showed his face, Noh had already forced Arima Kisho to cut off one of his arms, and now he was completely cornered.

This kind of strength can be said to be unprecedented in his career of more than ten years.

To be honest, due to some unknown toxin and excessive blood loss, the semi-human body, even though it is extremely powerful, is quite unable to support it.

Now he can still maintain his standing posture purely because of his steely consciousness supporting him.

The pride of being a strong man will never allow Arima Noble General to be defeated by the ignorant, let alone fall to the ground like a weak man and beg for mercy.

To be honest, even though Arima Ki took the initiative to cut off his arm to cut off the toxin invasion,

However, the fusion of blood and toxins caused the blood to flow faster, and a very obvious pool of blood flowed down from the broken arm.

With this kind of injury, other powerful half-humans who were also born in the [White Court] would have fallen down in the end.

But there are some things that you can't just ignore when your life is in danger. They are things that you must defend even if you die.

"Do not."

Facing Arima Kisho's rather angry eyes, he looked very disdainful. Has this guy not figured out the current situation yet?

Noble General Arima, it is my gift to you that you can stand in front of me intact now.

Isayama Nomei shook his head and pressed his sister's cloak to cover her head.

"Just seeking truth from facts."

"Maybe in your understanding, I am pitying you, but if the gap between us has reached a level beyond your understanding."

Isayama Nomei stepped forward and took a step past Isayama Sakura. This distance was only one step away from Arima Kisho.

"What about that?"

But just such a short distance made Arima Kisho's cold eyes suddenly filled with disbelief.

Because in his eyes, he was clearly a tall, bandaged man with a chainsaw, but at this moment, his already tall body suddenly grew infinitely taller.

After a while, a huge giant stood in front of Arima Kisho. His size made Arima Kisho look like a sesame seed in front of him.

The rich blood evil was rushing around Isayama Nomei, causing the world that was still stained by water vapor just now to be completely covered by the scarlet blood evil.

In Arima Kisho's view, such a world has lost all hope and has completely turned into a miserable prison of death.

Moreover, in the life of Arima Kisho who has been performing missions all his life, the dead ghouls he killed with his own hands all wanted to be resurrected ghosts one by one.

"Dead! Die! Die!"

"Damn Noble Shogun Arima!"

Their eyes were full of hatred, wanting to grab Arima Kisho's body and sink him down.

Arima Kisho thought that the enemy could use the hallucinogenic hyacinth, but the pain caused by biting the tip of his tongue was useless.

Everything is extremely real.

This scene is simply like bringing the legendary hell to reality, and the solemn atmosphere of the scene makes it difficult for Arima Kisho to breathe.

Arima Kisho's slightly rapid breathing was completely messed up at this moment. He thought that he would go to hell because he had killed countless people in his life.

There is no such thing as a death without regrets.

All investigators have already written their suicide notes on the day they join the job.

Arima Kisho never wrote a suicide note to himself.

He has outstanding strength and will never encounter an enemy that he cannot handle.

Not only is he the strongest leader in the eyes of all his fellow investigators, but he is also the terrifying god of death in the eyes of the ghouls.

Arima Kisho doesn't have any fear. Now, for the first time, he tastes what fear is.

Arima Kisho could only hear an extremely clear sigh in his ears, and in the end everything, whether it was the terrifying demons or the blood evil that could drive even ghouls crazy, was all gone.

What was in front of him was the man whose whole body was bound by bandages. What just happened was the fear he brought to Arima Kisho.

When Arima Kisho waited for his reaction, the only point of support for his whole body was Kuink who was poking hard into the ground. This small distance of contact meant that the weight of his entire body was currently pressed in front of him. This one is in IXA.

The legs have long lost their original support function, and the hands and feet are so cold that it is difficult to provide proper support.

"What a gaffe."

Arima Kisho, who had been standing upright just now, looked very embarrassed at the moment. The whole thing seemed to be falling to the ground.

Now, just being able to barely stand is the last fig leaf for him.

Isayama Norimei looked at the already sweaty Arima Kisho, and did not stop taking action against him just because he looked so miserable.

With just a slight push, the famous "White Death God" Arima Kisho fell to the ground in a very embarrassed state.

"You now understand why I said I did this out of respect for you."

"It's you who don't need my kindness."

<divclass="contentadv">"The Great Evil" Isayama Norimei raised his eyebrows and was very satisfied with Arima Kisho's embarrassed appearance.

"So I showed my malice."

If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine.

You still want to resist, do you really think that Isayama Nomei is just like those weak chicken ghouls, a being that you can manipulate at will?

Therefore, don’t be too wary of the kindness of strong people. Although they have plans for you, they will not kill you.

The cost of rejecting their good intentions and making them angry is quite terrifying, and they will fall into an endless abyss.

At this moment, Arima Kisho finally understood a little bit, and he had a deeper understanding of his own stupidity.

"Only the strong have the right to decide their own destiny."

Arima Kisho, you don't have the freedom to control the lives of ghouls who are weaker than yourself.

He must have encountered ghouls begging for mercy more than once during his professional years, but he was still able to kill them without changing his expression.

Arima Kisho is the so-called strongest foodie, but Kuink is strong in his skills, superhuman physique, and all kinds of strange abilities.

Those things are the real things that make each other the white god of death in CCG, Kisho Arima.