Chapter 3370 Psychic War (I Think Rolling Is the Most Comfortable)

"This is the oracle calling device."

Looking at the thing in his hand that looked like a PSP with a custom shell installed, Fangzheng smiled.

"Shaman King? This is really nostalgic."

After all, childhood memories cannot be forgotten, and Shaman King can be regarded as Fangzheng's childhood memories. The main content of that anime is actually very simple. As it literally means, psychics from all over the world gather to participate in a game similar to The "No. 1 Budokai in the World" competition, and the winner will become the Shaman King.

The psychic who participated in the battle will fight with the spirit body he holds. From this perspective, it is actually a bit similar to the Holy Grail War. It’s just that the difference from the Holy Grail War is that the latter mainly relies on the servants themselves to fight, while the magician basically shouts 666 at the side, while the psychic fights with his own spirit, through a method similar to possession. , Merge the soul with your own weapon, and then evolve to fight.

In this way, the appearance of Esther and Restia is understandable. After all, they belong to the sword elves, and Fang Zheng, who holds them, is indeed a psychic according to the setting in Shaman King.

In the end, the person who wins the championship of the psychic war will get the most powerful existence in this world——the great soul, and merge with it to become a god.

So to put it simply, the next thing Fangzheng has to do is to participate in the psychic conference, win the championship, and then absorb the great soul.

Probably?

It's just that...... I don't think I can get along with the protagonist.

Recalling the story of Shaman King, Fang Zheng frowned. He hadn't read the whole manga at the beginning, and he didn't know what the ending would be. But Fang Zheng still has an impression of Ma Cangye, the protagonist of Shaman King. As for Ma Cangye's character, according to the current popular words in the Internet, he is the Holy Mother. He always believes that people who can see the spirit will not be bad people, so Ma Cangye will try his best to solve them even if they are enemies. , Untie their knots.

Of course, this can be regarded as a common problem of protagonists in juvenile comics... But unfortunately, this doesn't match Fang Zheng's style of acting.

For Fangzheng, the enemy is the one who dares to stand in front of him, and he will never show mercy to the enemy. For a brat like Daolian, Ma Cangye was willing to get along with him repeatedly, but Fangzheng slapped him to death without saying a word.

For the sake of the Chinese, let's take a half-death shot.

Strictly speaking, Fangzheng can hardly get along with the protagonists of the hot-blooded comics. Fortunately, he didn't travel to the world of Hokage or One Piece, otherwise it would be strange if he didn't fight with those protagonists.

"Speaking of which, that man named Crom is really stupid."

Walking beside Fangzheng, recalling the scene just now, Restia chuckled softly.

"He dared to block the master's blow. If the master hadn't been merciful, I'm afraid he would have been wiped out."

"The opponent is just a referee, and I won't kill him."

Fangzheng looked back and shrugged.

The preliminaries of the psychic battle adopt a three-game two-win system, that is, you have to compete with three people, and as long as you beat two people, you can be qualified to participate in the official competition. You must maintain your super spirit body throughout the competition, and if you lose your super spirit body form, you will be sentenced to lose—well, this means that things like Emiya Kiritsugu's long-range sniper kills are out of the question , unless your super spirit body happens to do this.

"Dididi, Dididi..."

"Ok?"

Hearing the sound from the oracle pager, Fang Zheng looked down curiously, and then a message appeared on it... Seeing this message, Fang Zheng smiled lightly.

"Our first opponent is decided."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Maiden Joan, the time is three days later."

Fangzheng waved the pager in his hand to Restia and Esther.

"Calling this name, I don't think there will be any good endings... It's really not taboo for foreigners to name it. You have to wait until you are tied to the stake to know how to regret it."

According to the information provided by the Shenyu pager, the time is three days later, in a church near Tokyo.

Then, let me see, who dares to call Joan of Arc is so divine.

However, although Fang Zheng had already made preparations, when he came to the agreed battle location, he saw a group of people in white uniforms with the AWSL logo printed on them.

"...What's the situation? Could it be that you want to fight in groups?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fangzheng frowned. He had only read some of Shaman King's comics, but not all of them. In fact, when Fang Zheng was young, he only saw them go to the United States after the preliminaries in Tokyo, so for Fang Zheng, the characters he remembered most were Asakura leaf, Anna, and the skeleton. The surprised Wan Tai, Dao Lian and his sister, Huo Luo Huo Luo and the Dragon of the Wooden Sword, and the villain boss who looks very similar to Ma Cang Ye...he only remembers these few.

But where did this group of guys in white uniforms come from?

Having said that, is the Shaman King finished after all...... I remember that when I read it, it seemed to be serialized.

By the way, Sayu didn't come along, the reason is very simple, she still has class.

At the beginning, I also didn't follow up because I had to review for the final exam. It seems that Sayu is probably the same as me, and I can't see the ending.

And this time is different from the previous ones, all the battles involved are supernatural forces. For Sayu, it is somewhat dangerous.

Then, Fangzheng saw a man in white wearing glasses walking out.

"We are X-LAWS!"

"Oh……………"

It turns out that the uniform printed on it is not AWSL but LAWS... It seems that I have also been abused a lot.

"This organization's participation in this war of psychics is to eliminate all the culprits, so..."

"I'm not interested in your self-introduction."

Fang Zheng interrupted the other party's speech straightforwardly.

"Where is that guy named Maiden Jeanne? Isn't she my opponent?"

"Lord Joan's words are here."

As he spoke, the man with glasses moved away, and then Fang Zheng saw behind him, an Iron Maiden's torture instrument being pushed up.

"........."

This thing is still dripping blood, don't you care?

Looking at the iron coffin in front of him, Fangzheng was speechless.

"This is my opponent?"

"Yes, Lord Jeanne, I'll leave it to you next."

After saying this, the man with glasses retreated with his subordinates, while Fang Zheng, Restia and Esther looked at the instrument of torture curiously.

Immediately afterwards, a voice was heard from inside the iron coffin.

"Excuse me, are you willing to surrender?"

"……………Aha?"

Hearing the voice from the opposite side, Fangzheng froze for a moment.

"Surrender? Why?"

"Because I don't want to hurt innocent people, we are here to participate in the psychic conference this time, just for justice and to fight against the existence of evil. There is no reason for us to fight, is there?"

"So what you want to say is that since it's a knockout match with two wins out of three, it doesn't matter if I surrender this round, right?"

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows.

"Stop joking, kid, I want to see what you have to say such big words. Hurry up and die, otherwise, I will smash you and your iron coffin into pieces!"

"How dare you talk to Lord Jeanne like that!!"

Hearing this, the man with glasses clenched his fist angrily.

"Lord Maiden's ruling is an absolute law. You should be honored to see her dignity and be punished by her! Keep your eyes open, this is a great existence who bears all the pain in the world by himself ———!”

Accompanied by the angry roar of the man with glasses, the iron coffin was slowly opened, and then a girl covered in shackles emerged from it, with blood dripping all over her body.

"This is the Holy Maiden, Maiden Joan of Arc!"

"hiss---!"

Seeing this scene, Restia and Esther also gasped.

"very scary."

"Is she not in pain?"

It is no wonder that the two sword elves have such doubts, because the iron coffin in front of them is not an ordinary coffin, but a torture tool called the Iron Maiden in the Middle Ages. It is full of sharp thorns inside. When the instrument of torture is closed, the spikes will pierce the body of the person inside, causing him to die in pain.

"Because it proves my resolve."

Hearing Restia and Esther's conversation, I saw the girl with silver hair and red eyes who was imprisoned in the Iron Maiden said in a low voice.

"Today's world is in great darkness, social morality is degraded, evil is rampant, people continue to commit crimes and hurt each other. If possible, I want to do something for this world. If possible, I want to eliminate all evil and pain. So I swear to God, I am willing to bear all this on my own body. As long as it can give me the power to save the world, I am willing to bear everything and bear people's sin and pain."

"Humph."

However, Fang Zheng snorted disdainfully in return for the silver-haired girl's true confession.

"Stop being self-righteous, kid."

"……………Hey?"

"How dare you talk to Lord Maiden like that!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Maiden froze for a moment, while the man with glasses clenched his teeth and clenched his fists tightly - if it wasn't for fear of ruining the match, he would have rushed up to fight Fang Zheng now.

"Save human beings? Do human beings need you to save them? Whether it is pain or evil, it is their own choice, and when they make a choice, they have to bear the result. Do you want to bear their pain and sin? Then those guys themselves You don’t have to be responsible? Where in the world is there such a cheap thing?”

"........."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, a look of confusion appeared on Maiden's face, but Fang Zheng didn't care, he just stared at Maiden coldly.

"Don't be too arrogant, kid. Human beings don't need anyone to save them. They have overcome many difficulties and come to this day, not relying on praying to God and worshiping Buddha, but relying on their own strength. Your vain attempt to save them is the result of your own efforts. It shows that you don't trust them. You don't believe that human beings can rely on themselves to get out of the predicament, and you don't believe that they have the power to change, so you want to use your own power to change everything, but sorry, I don't will let you succeed."

Having said this, Fangzheng raised his hand, and at the same time, the countdown on the oracle calling device on his wrist ended.

"Then, let's get started, kid, and I will let you understand how fragile and vulnerable your ideals are."