And this sentence, which sounds like a murmur, is also the key to the follow-up.
But within the picture at this moment——
The story of crisis and difficulty continues to advance.
Wuhe's consciousness disappeared for a period of time.
Like water seeping into the soil, consciousness slowly returned. The first thing she felt was the smell of rust, followed by pain. As her mind realized these things, the pain swept through her body like a tsunami. Unexpectedly, her vision and hearing, which she usually relied on the most, were the last to recover.
It was dark all around.
Despair buried in blue.
There was asphalt everywhere that had been broken by the iron bars at the end of the car, and dust was flying above the iron bridge.
The night view that the two of them had been strolling and admiring until just now had now turned into the horrible scene before their eyes.
And now, she finally realized the feel of the gun handle in her hand.
"Um!?"
Itsuwa remembered his current situation and hurriedly used his gun to prop himself up and stood up.
At this moment, she realized that something warm was flowing through her palms.
It was a little warm, and had a dizzy smell of rust. The true nature of this bright red liquid was very obvious.
Blood.
But there wasn't so much blood flowing out of Itsuwa's body, because if there was so much blood, it would be difficult for him to maintain consciousness. Moreover, this was different from other liquids such as ink, it was definitely human blood.
So whose blood is it? She thought so, but in the next moment she immediately denied her consciousness.
You should know it without thinking.
This is Kamijou Touma's blood.
"Are you awake?"
If he thought about it calmly, the person behind him holding the weapon should be standing in front of him now.
"Then get out of my way. My attack is too powerful. If I use my full strength, it might affect the surrounding areas."
But Wuhe's consciousness didn't pay any attention to the water. Her shoulders kept shaking slightly, and slowly, slowly turned to her back.
Everything that happened during the time when Itsuwa lost consciousness.
Kamijou's hands and feet were paralyzed on the ground, his face was stained red with blood, and his eyes could neither close nor open, like a broken automatic door, stopped in a half-open state. The pain in his whole body seemed to tear his body apart, but the boy's body did not move at all.
Even this cannot be determined.
Judging from the physical distance alone, there was only a small distance between the two of them, but even this small distance still made Itsuwa unable to understand the real situation.
"Ah…ah…"
Wuhe's judgment ability is slowly turning into dust.
The threat of water behind her had completely disappeared from her mind. Even if she faced a powerful enemy, she didn't care. She moved her hands, which were stained with the blood of others, to collect the asphalt fragments scattered around, took out a wet tissue, and took out the wallet from the blood-stained trouser pocket of Kamijou.
The magic used by the Amakusa-style Cross Cult does not require any strange spells or spiritual equipment.
The things we use, after all, are just daily necessities.
Itsuwa found unscientific residues from these daily necessities, reassembled them, stopped bleeding, healed wounds, and replenished lost vitality. To achieve these goals, Itsuwa is performing recovery magic. For the girl, the "problem" and "battle" she faces now is whether she can save the boy in front of her.
In fact, even in a state of extreme chaos, Wuhe's movements were still surprisingly fast and accurate.
It didn't take long for the recovery magic to be activated.
Small balls of light were flying around Kamijou's motionless body. The green light looked like fireflies. The light flew into the wound as if to fill the cracks in his skin.
But,
Help! ! There was a sound like this.
The recovery magic put together by Itsuwa was blown away like sawdust without leaving any residue.
The reason is very clear.
"… Ugh."
Itsuwa moved restlessly, his eyes moving from Kamijou's face to his right hand.
Right hand.
Phantom Killer.
No matter what kind of mysterious phenomenon it is, it has a special ability to eliminate it regardless of good or bad.
Enough of the irony.
The boy was born with the talent to be able to dissolve any magic.
At this moment, it had turned into a poison that was like a death warrant for him, and there was no way for him to escape from this desperate situation! !
"Damn it, how can such a benign reaction also be rejected?! This idiot is completely unable to move, but his right hand is still..." Misaka Mikoto's forehead veins bulged when she saw this, and she looked at the scene in the video that was full of black humor and comedy in disbelief.
Sitting in a seat not far away, Queen Shokuhou Misaki seemed calm, but she clutched the armrest of the seat tightly, looking at the bruised boy in the video with difficulty: "You...will be fine, right?"
From anyone's perspective, Touma is already at the end of his rope.
In addition, Gowa's magic failed;
"This layman..."
"I've seen enough of people constantly being on the front lines of things that don't need to be done."
At this time, somewhere in Academy City, Stilho stood up.
Facing Tsuchimikado who questioned what he wanted to do and Kanzaki who looked over, the fire mage's attitude was tougher than ever before: "Need I say more? I want to take that child back! No matter what, this outsider is making such a fuss. Even if this matter ends successfully, what about next time? The mess he makes will only expand, tearing open wounds that cannot be healed, and even hurting that child. If we continue to let him do whatever he wants, I don't care even if he really provokes the thing called the devil in the legend, but ah.. there is only that child..."
Seeing this, Tsuchimikado's mouth twitched and he smiled, but everyone who knew him knew that this meant he was really angry.
However..
"Even if you are so angry now, will the child choose to leave the boy and leave with you after watching the video, Stiyl?"
Suddenly, a cold and calm voice intervened in the dispute between Tsuchimikado and Stiyl.
It's Kamijou Kaori.
This former Amakusa-style female pope.
And that's when she intervened.
Stiyl suddenly remembered.
In terms of how serious and upset he was about this matter, Kamiya was not inferior to him in the slightest.
But...
"So what do you want to do? Let him continue to cause trouble and trouble the child's life, and also cause confusion to these magicians in Amakusa-shiki?"
Stiyl raised his hand, pointing at the scene in the video.
Pointing at the scarred figure still standing behind Touma.
Just keep watching as the video continues to play.
In order to protect Itsuwa, Kamijou Touma once again forced himself to stand up, as if he wanted to make a heroic sacrifice like the protagonist.
But what Stiyl would never have imagined was.
It's just this useless act of seeking death.
But it gave the young man a glimmer of hope to survive in the narrow gap.
Yes.
'knight'
This is a name used jokingly by the people on the left.
But it just so happens that this young man, who also came from the Right Seat of God, really seemed to possess such qualities.
The young man in front of me dared to remain tough even in a desperate situation.
He dragged his seriously injured body,
His courage in standing up to save the girl behind him was recognized by the people behind him.
"Give you one day."
Hou Fang Zhi Shui just swung the stick with an unconscious boy hanging on it.
"It would be too cruel to rip off your arm here without even anesthesia. I'll give you some time to prepare a prosthesis, but if you can cut off the center of this riot - that right hand - and hand it over to us before the deadline, I'll let you go."
Having said this, the man swung the stick without hesitation.
A blow from a monster who is a member of God's Right Seat and also a saint.
The body of the young man hung on the stick flew out from the iron bridge at the speed of a cannonball. After passing over the handrail, he collided with the dark and cold water hundreds of meters away. He bounced out without even sinking. Because of the fast speed, the young man's body bounced on the water two or three times and finally sank on the side of the cruise boat. Like a water column produced by an explosion in the water, the water from the river flew straight into the sky.
After a while, a huge bang exploded.
Without even confirming whether the target was alive or dead, Houfangzhishui turned his back to Wuhe.
He said this at the end.
"Just one day."
Chapter 79. Thoughts after the Defeat
The words fell.
No trace at all.
The low-hanging fruit of victory.
Abandoned by the man.
Just like the common villain in many stories.
He chose to give the protagonist a chance to live.
And generally speaking.
At the other end of this road,
It's the villain's death.
The hero-saving-the-world plot is all too familiar.
The scenes where the villain lets the protagonist go are also the same old story.
However, this time is different from the past.
The reason why the rear was willing to give Touma "a life" was very pure.
This is not the common rhythm of the villain's lowering of intelligence.
Even the audience was in an uproar when they saw this scene.
"Giving up the victory that is within reach... foolish goodwill." Muzan Kibutsuji sneered, representing some of the audience who thought that this was asking for trouble.
"Not a bad young man, he does have a chivalrous heart... Unfortunately, this kind of unreasonable request, trying to maintain the balance of the world through such actions, is ultimately a wrong behavior. I just hope he can turn back at the last moment. This is the feeling of a group of audiences in the Dragon Ball world, led by Master Muten, who have seen that Hou Fangzhishui is definitely not a villain.
"However, what exactly this guy is thinking... I really don't understand. Compared with the first two members of God's Right Seat, this guy really looks like a 'saint'." In the JOJO world, Joseph Joestar also frowned.
This time, Polnareff saw it clearly.
"It's not that he's afraid of being criticized, it's probably the gentleman's principle." Polnareff, who was always cynical, suddenly became serious, and his expression no longer had the usual playfulness.
He felt it.
Even through the screen, I can still understand.
"I'm sure that this Kamijou brother will understand the other party's intention. It's not just that he doesn't want to kill, but his actions have indeed touched this man with a chivalrous spirit."
Such an emotional sigh.
Also at this moment.
Except for the audience from heaven.
The person involved was also in a confused mood.yes..
There is no reason at all.
It was like I was being rubbed on the soles of my feet.
He was let off so easily?
Touma, who was sitting in front of the TV, was confused and could not understand;
The first reaction is confusion, the second reaction is sudden realization, and the third reaction is enlightenment.
He thought it through.
"This man is completely different from the previous two magicians, Index."
More than just ideals and ambitions.
I'm afraid his reasons for joining God's Right Seat are completely different from those of those selfish people.
Although I'm not sure, I'm afraid you have other ideas?
As for the reason behind this, Touma himself couldn't explain it clearly.
He can only hope for the video content.
I continued to keep my eyes open and watched carefully..
The Amakusa-style people also felt ashamed and angry.
As the acting pope, Tatemiya Saiji, who regards all Amakusa-shiki compatriots as his closest relatives, regards the defeat in this scene as a disgrace.
Knowing that there was a huge gap in strength, he suppressed his cheerful nature and stared at the screen with a frown.
"Failure feels terrible..."
"Whether it was his negligence as a bodyguard or witnessing his partner Itsuwa being beaten for helping Kamijou…"
Both of these points have damaged the reputation of the Amakusa style and are unworthy of the previous female pope.
Such a situation.
Combined with the scene in the video of Amakusa waiting in despair outside Touma's emergency room after the defeat, every member felt gloomy.
It was as if the impression of 'we can never stand up to this guy' had already been ingrained in my mind even before we met reality.
But ah..
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about! How can you be so dejected before the battle even starts?!"
Just when Amakusa's fellow countrymen were lost, depressed and pessimistic,
Jian Gongzhaizi restrained himself soon after showing his initial regret and frustration;
But he also returned to his old habits, raised the corner of his mouth, and frankly admitted: "Yes, to be honest, I was also attracted by it at first sight, but...it's not over yet."
The story of the weak defeating the strong will never become outdated.
Especially since they are on the side of justice, they have a fundamental advantage!
Jian Gong Zhaizi regained his courage, he held his head high and looked at the video.
Through the girl who was being guarded and accompanied by the silver-haired nun in the intensive care unit, I saw the back of Amakusa Shiki and his group who had been chasing from beginning to end.
The enemy of this battle is the saint.
If you want to defend against the enemy, you must use a being of the same level.
Perhaps a match between two worthy opponents is about to begin...
"You will definitely show up, right?"
Muttering, he continued to gaze into the video.
And beside.
Wuhe, who had been staring at the video in a daze and no longer had the same smile as before, finally cheered up.
I saw myself in the video, having lost my fighting spirit and being scolded by Jian Gong Zhai.
The girl patted her cheeks, and the solemn look returned to her eyes: "Kamijo-san...I can't lose like this. I can't lose like this either!"
Right now.
The picture advances.
In the video, it is easy to find the reason why Wuhe is discouraged.
"This enemy is too strong. According to the current strength classification surrounding this story, he is probably not even a regular-level existence... What I mean is, even the psychics and many magicians who appeared before are not good enough as a general 'regular level'." Aizen Sosuke's reasonable analysis also indirectly acknowledged that it was natural for Itsuwa to vent like this.
But at the end of the topic, this wise and thoughtful man also lowered his face, his glasses couldn't let in the light, so his expression couldn't be seen, and he said grimly: "But if he assists in the battle with this mentality, the future that awaits this young man will be very miserable."
First of all, don't even think about the so-called help.
The moment has finally arrived.
I'm afraid it will become a burden.
At this time, Kamijou Touma would be attacked from both sides.
So at a time like this, there should be an elder-like figure to wake her up and bring back the Itsuwa who is willing to sacrifice herself for Kamijou Touma.
These analyses were also easily made by Sherlock Holmes of Chaldea;
This hero, who had always been on the side of Chaldea, calmly stated,
He raised his head and looked into the picture.
This frame of the camera happened to capture the face of Jian Gong Zhaizi.
This acting pope had just endured a lot of negative emotions and a lot of things...
But——
"I think this is the time for me, as the acting pope... as the temporary successor, to shine."
Following Romani Ajman's words, the words of Jian Gong Zhai in the video finally broke out.
...
This is the corridor of the hospital.
Normally, you shouldn't make any noise.
But there are some things that must be made clear on the spot.
"Listen carefully, if you don't know I will teach you!"
The usually cynical man restrained his usual frivolity and just spoke in a low voice.
Whether it was Jian Gong's voice or his expression, one could see the anger in his heart.
"The water from behind will definitely come again"
"..."
Wuhe's body shook instantly.
This is a nightmare-like powerful existence.
It was something she tried hard not to think about, Jian Gong confirmed again and again.
"Even as we are frustrated here, the time limit is definitely shortening. Every second wasted, the probability of being happy decreases! Can you allow this? There is still a possibility left, no matter how tiny it is, but it still exists. Are you going to throw it all away for that kind of boring guilt and regret!? Do you want that guy to have his arm cut off because he gave up here without knowing anything!? If you want to keep his smile, stand up. Don't just think about yourself and ruin other people's lives!!"
Jian Gong's shouting was almost like a roar.
To Wuhe who said nothing, Jianmiya continued speaking.
"…If help would come if we asked for it, we would have done it long ago. If the Pope said she would come to help, we could have handed over everything to that 'Saint'. However, things can't be so naive. Listen carefully - the water from the rear will definitely come again. Do you want to turn this hospital into a battlefield? Just to escape from the boring reality!!"
The voice was mature and steady, yet chilling like a cold night.
"Jian, Gong...Mr...."
"Even if we do nothing, Aqua will still come!! Even if we ask for help, the English Puritans will not change their tactics and send reinforcements. Such a good thing will never happen!! So we have to rely on those of us who can still move to take action. Now we are the only ones who can fight!! It doesn't matter how miserable it is, if we don't take action now, who will protect him who is still sleeping due to anesthesia? Do you understand all this!?"
Jian Gong's hands, which were holding onto Wu He's collar, were clenched so tightly that a slight sound came from the joints.
This is a direct and impactful expression of emotions through video.
The power injected into the hand by the Kenmiyasai character was enough to destroy his hand. Moreover, Itsuwa also knew that he was not the only one who felt angry and ashamed. Everyone here wanted to protect Kamijou Touma, but the reality was that everyone present was easily defeated.
Even so, they said they would stand up again.
After knowing the feelings of a lost dog, he did not just sink into dejection, but said he would stand up again.
To protect important things.
In that case,
(I want...)
"Do you want to apologize to that guy?"
In one sentence, it basically revealed the girl's thoughts.
Jian Gong looked into Itsuwa's eyes and said.
"Do you want to let the 'person you want to protect the most' who has been made like that stand in the sun again?"
There was a moment of silence, and then...
Wuhe nodded slightly.
Although she seemed to say something, I couldn't hear what she said clearly because she was crying.
"…Then fight for me. Prove that you are the best girl, and make him feel that it is worth risking his life for such a girl. Even if you want to apologize or see his smiling face again, it will be meaningless if he dies. If you don't want to confess in front of his grave, you have to fight with us!!"
Jian Gong let go of Wu He's hand and slowly stood up.
He looked around and said as if to confirm.
"…Among this group of people, is there any idiot who wants to say that he thinks the same as Itsuwa?"
As if to break the air filled with regret and powerlessness, Jian Gong's voice echoed.
"If there is any, please stand up and I will make him sober up."
No one answered.
But everyone is prepared.
It's not that the regret and powerlessness disappeared, but the desire to fight has surpassed the former.
They were saved by Touma several times.
He also teamed up with Touma several times.
This time...it's their turn to repay Kamijou Touma.
These bold words completely overturned the previous illusion that Jian Gong Zhai's words were immature.
Not only the audience in the universe, but also Kamijou Kaori who was watching this scene silently after the video, or anyone else agreed with this.
Even as the main planner of all this.
The water behind also nodded silently: "Great leader."
From defeat to recovery.
Even if you have been disappointed, you will still be able to think clearly about your demands and reasons for fighting after you calm down.
This was enough to earn his respect.
but.
Under the excellent speech of this Amakusa-style Pope.
Some error messages are also hidden.
Amakusa-style Kamijou Kaori.
It is basically impossible for this saint, who is called the Pope by Jian Gong Zhai, to defeat him.
As a saint, as God's right-hand man, his excellence is unmatched.
And within sight.
He studied the contents of the picture calmly.
First Chapter Previous ChapterAfter being inspired by the words Jian Gong Zhai.
The girl named Itsuwa began to record and research something with an expressionless face.
At the same time, the real name of Hou Fang Zhi Shui was also collected by Amakusa Shiki.
His vague and not yet fully understood magic name and his glorious deeds were laid out on the table in a very clear and precise manner.
He has both a strong body and soft thoughts, and is a wise beast.
This is Jian Gong's impression of him now.
"I haven't found any place that can be called a weakness. When he was a mercenary, he always relied on the characteristics of the "Saint" to fight with explosive power."
"...Now that he has converted, he has gained the ability to become a member of God's Right Seat?"
He and the intelligence agent talked to each other.
Yes, the various legends of the mercenary era happened before William Orwilu was called "Water of the Rear". Now his strength is far beyond that, and not only has his strength increased, he has completely acquired a new way of fighting. Jian Gong once again realized how powerful the enemy is this time, and it might be more terrifying than their female pope.
(With such power, how does he control it?)
Although watching Kanzaki makes people think that the saints control their power naturally, this is not the case. If an ordinary magician like Jianmiya were to control their power, he would be completely destroyed by his own power in an instant.
And the power held in the rear is even greater than that.
(…Is it true that I can't surpass him in magic?)
"Originally, William was scheduled to become a British knight, but he disappeared completely a week before the appointment. So the half-made coat of arms was left in the maker's home."
The reporter continued his work;
Talking about the past deeds of the rear water: "When he appeared again, he had become an enemy of Britain."
What happened during this period is still a mystery, but I don't have the time to worry about it now.
"I don't expect to find any weaknesses in him. But at least I hope to know the main fighting methods of Houfangzhishui? For example, the weapons he uses, the style, etc."
I wanted to start with these and I did gain a little bit.
"As for the style, he learned it completely by himself. He calls it the "mercenary's style". As for the weapon he uses, it is a steel stick that is over five meters long and looks a bit like a knight's lance."
This is information that Jian Gong, who actually fought against him, also knows.
"Also... the way he moves in battle is quite unique. He doesn't run, but slides on the ground."
At this moment, his mind was suddenly unable to wrap around. It was true that he didn't hear any sound when he approached, and now that he was told that, it was indeed true. In any case, the speed of movement behind him was too fast, and "except for the moment when he changed direction, he basically seemed to have disappeared."
"It looks like a magical movement technique that uses water attributes. The carriage slides on the ice because there is a layer of water between the ice and the wheels of the carriage, right?"
"So... that guy was already able to use water-attribute magic before he was called 'Water of the Back'..."
The words "Jian Gong Zhai" in the video are also tricky to understand.
But outside of the video..
The audience was even more shocked.
As a member of God's Right Seat, the Water of the Back...
He can actually use ordinary magic? ?
Chapter 80. The Useless Saint Collapses
The left side of the famous riddle man of Magical Index said.
God's Right Seat cannot use ordinary magic.
Just like Zuo Di is good at the Execution of Light, Qianfeng is good at moves like Heaven's Punishment.
However, the water behind.
He can actually cast water magic.
This also made the audience further aware of his uniqueness.
"How on earth did he do that..."
Touma doesn't understand anything about magic, so he can only ask Index.
And the battle in the video;
To protect the young man who was injured and treated;
The battle begins again.
The Amakusa-style awakening is already fully displayed on the screen;
But the gap between them and the water behind;
It is still fully displayed in the ongoing battle.
Until midnight.
The two sides confronted each other on the spot.
The final ineffective persuasion from the rear meant the breakdown of the negotiations.
After a brief duel, Hou Fang Zhi Shui revealed the hidden technique of his weapon.
Amakusa Shiki performed the art of uniting forces to punish the murderer, but he was instantly shattered and spoke frankly about his own characteristics.
Divine power, reduced punishment, mysteries of the adoration of the Virgin.
The water in the rear easily broke through the encirclement of the Amakusa group.
And Amakusa Shiki also fled and retreated temporarily;
This scene;
The obvious reality is that the Amakusa-shiki's show of bravery did not succeed, and instead they became the target of the water behind.
"I can't see his weakness at all. The reduction of the punishment curse will allow him to avoid punishment from the Right Seat of God and continue to wield ordinary magic."
Seeing this, Accelerator also frowned. Through this brief battle, he fully understood the terrifying level of this God's Right Seat.
Let's put it bluntly.
The difference between this guy and the two inferior goods that appeared before is huge.
Strong, too strong..
Even if all fifty Amakusa-style men went out into the battle together.
His expression remained motionless.
Until that move...
Until the moment when the girl named Wuhe, who was once easily defeated by him, suddenly rushed straight to his side.
When the audience thought they had no chance,
This team that seemed to have no chance of winning suddenly burst out with potential that no one could ignore...
Wuhe, this girl.
She rushed over quickly, pulling a gun.
"——The Saint Collapses!!"
The gun in Wuhe's hand exploded.
It was not a metaphor, nor was it anything else, but Gohe's gun really turned into a flash of lightning. The sharp blow flew out in a straight line and this time really hit Hou Fangzhishui's abdomen. It was merciless, flashing with bluish-white purple lightning through his body, spraying out from behind, tearing the entire darkness of the night apart. The huge friction caused the cloth holding the gun to emit black smoke.
Along with the roar, the flash of light that shot out from behind the water in the back turned into a cross of light, and new explosions occurred above, below, left and right.
"…."
The saint collapsed.
What a majestic name.
Plus the effect of causing an explosion.
No one knows how long the Amakusa people have practiced to learn this killer move.
The so-called saint collapse.
From the perspective of video content.
That is the powerful weapon prepared to defeat the saint.
This move...
Not only did it cause an explosion, it also caused Index to suddenly stand up.
"Is it effective..." Touma's heart tightened as he stared at the smoky black fog in the video. He already had the result in his mind.
Yes, even if it was out of trust, even if he firmly believed in Itsuwa as a partner.
But——
From his perspective, there was no way he could imagine the possibility of the Amakusa-style companions winning.
So...clenching his fist and blessing is the only thing he can do.
But Index's actions surprised him.
"Touma! Even I don't have a record of this move!"
The silver-haired nun who possessed 103,000 magic books said this in an unquestionable tone.
Just one sentence excited Kamijou.
"What...really? Index, you don't have any records here either!?" This situation surprised Touma.
Although ever since the appearance of God's Right Seat, this self-proclaimed well-read magic book manager has finally come across many special spells that are not even recorded in her magic books.
These techniques...
All of them have the power to destroy the world.
Wind Ahead: Heavenly Punishment Ritual
The Land on the Left: The Execution of Light
Without going into too much detail, just these two are enough to outline the power of magic whose effects Index cannot recite.
Could it be that this group of Amakusa-style companions actually have a big trick up their sleeves?
By the way, the saint collapsed..
"Is this move specially tailor-made for saints?"
For a moment, the thought made Touma break into a sweat.
But then, he looked towards the place detonated by Wuhe with worry.
It wasn't like Index's praise still couldn't allay his concerns.
It's not to underestimate Amakusa Shiki's efforts, but it's the reverse thinking that generates analogy.
It's hard to think that the other party has no back-up plan.
This move is simply a human nuclear bomb.
Really, is it possible?
He looked into the video.
Likewise, the hopeful gazes of the Amakusa-styles were also cast upon the video.
What's worse is the water in the rear.
Although I'm not sure about the situation.
However, from the solemn and murderous atmosphere in the video, the strong man suddenly instinctively felt a sense of excitement as if his heart was beating wildly.
It's neither fear nor dread.
[This throbbing feeling...]
The water behind knew exactly what this thing was.
It is a desire to fight hard and hope to see more enlightenment and fighting skills, as if every part of my bones is sprayed with fanatical fighting spirit.
"The Saint is broken."Hou Fangzhishui's sharp eyes like an eagle were fixed on the video.
Unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
"It seems that the Knight is very pleased with the scene of being hit by surprise?"
There was a kind of teasing noise coming from the left.
However, the people behind him had no intention of getting into trouble with him.
Because it's like this guy saw it.
"That's right."
Houfangzhishui admitted frankly: "I am very curious about how they can resist so stubbornly."
...
The saint collapsed.
Theoretically, this is a spell that is "only useful for saints" and has no effect on other "ordinary magicians". Because of this feature, there is no "saint" who comes here to be a guinea pig for the experiment, so in a sense, it is really a situation where one strike decides the outcome.
However, Wuhe felt that it was a success based on the feeling in his hands.
She deduced the effective time from the feeling in her hand.
(Make full use of this limited time and completely disable the "just an ordinary person" Houyuanshui during this period!!)
but,
"This is a really nice technique."
This time, Wuhe's expression was truly frozen.
The navy ship gun that turned into lightning returned to its original shape at some point. Itsuwa did not issue any instructions, but the force from the outside forced the reverse calculation of the spell and released it.
Hou Fang Shui's left hand is on the abdomen.
Instead of pressing the wound, he used his palm to receive the tip of Itsuwa's gun, which was just a little bit away from being touched. Perhaps before Itsuwa's gun turned into lightning, Houfangzhishui forcibly grabbed the tip of the navy's ship's gun, and the reason why those special lightning flashes appeared was probably because some tricks were done before firing, and a little bit of it leaked out from the tip of the gun.
"If I were just a saint, I would have been killed by now."
Hou Fang Zhi Shui's lips became distorted.
This is not a mockery, but a smile of joy shown when encountering a strong enemy.
"But what a pity."
Holding the spear in his left hand, Hou Fangzhishui slowly moved his right hand.
The stick is over five meters long and is made entirely of steel.
"——While I am a saint, I am also a member of God's Right Seat!!"
The loud noise exploded in the empty square.
There is no time to use clothes as a scapegoat.
When Wuhe realized that it was her own body that made the sound, her breathing had already stopped. The blow from above tore through the screen made of bulletproof fibers between her body, and she fell to the ground twenty meters below in one breath.
"Gah, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
On the way down, I saw several layers of shining defensive spells being opened. I'm afraid they were the people of Amakusa. Itsuwa himself also used everything he could to try his best to slow down his falling speed. However, all these spells were broken, and Itsuwa's body hit the asphalt ground violently.
Gray dust filled the air like smoke.
The tattered Gowa was buried in the debris, with only her head able to move as she looked up into the sky.
On the other side of the torn screen, something exploded, like the sound of waves hitting rocks, and a large amount of water was ejected from the cracks in the rocks. The water weighing tens of tons formed a huge arm or a dragon's jaw. In the face of this overwhelming amount, the Amakusa people scattered and screams could be heard from several places.
Among them, there was only one figure, who landed on the ground as lightly as a feather.
"How boring! We have gathered so many people and come up with a plan, but this is the end of it?"
It is the water at the rear.
He stood beside Wuhe, who had been basically completely defeated, and spoke quietly.
"You still have some options before the deadline I mentioned."
On the projection screen used as a planetarium, several streams of water like waterfalls kept flowing, and warning sounds from machines were heard everywhere. However, Houfang Zhishui was not shaken at all. He just defeated all the enemies in front of him and looked at Wuhe on the ground calmly.
"I'll give you a choice. Do you want to hand over that boy's right hand, or do you want to become the pattern on the ground here?"
One line of words.
The dejected look of a loser with his head down in defeat.
The desperate situation remained unchanged.
Everything seemed to have returned to the original singularity.
Even this move that I had prepared for a long time was completely useless...
[Bang--!]
In the Amakusa-style camp.
Even Jian Gong Zhaizi, who always maintained a resolute and optimistic attitude, fell into deep silence after witnessing this scene.
He clenched his fingers and clenched his teeth, but his emotions could not be calmed down.
Chapter 81. His name is Kamijou Kaori
Saint's collapse is just as the name suggests.
It is a trick to destroy the body structure of the saint.
It can be said that apart from dealing with saints, there is no other effect.
In any magical field, it would be regarded as a useless trick.
However, precisely because it was the Saint's Collapse, it proved that it was a move specifically designed to defeat the Saint.
So the word Jian Gong Zhai was full of confidence at first.
Yes, Amakusa Shiki once lost a saint named Kanzaki Kaori;
Therefore, knowing that they need to become stronger in order to stand beside the Pope, the Amakusa-style disciples trained hard in order to master this combo and be recognized by Kanzaki.
but--
Reality was like a nightmare, suddenly giving him and his Amakusa-style companions a head-on blow.
It doesn't work at all.
"Apart from being a saint, you also possess the qualities of God's Right Seat."
Although he was watching the battle through the screen, Jian Gong Zhaizi felt as if he was personally there. Under the huge passive situation of being completely suppressed, sweat broke out on his forehead.
Yes.
This move is intended to counter the Saint's move;
Because the body of the saint has similarities with the "Son of God", according to the theory of idolatry, the saint can draw out the same abilities that the "Son of God" possesses.
On the other hand, if the balance with the detailed physical characteristics of the "Son of God" is artificially disrupted, it is also possible that the power they possess as "Saints" can be sealed for a while.
A "saint" who suddenly loses his balance will not simply lose his power. He will become unable to control the power in his body and may even end up going berserk.
past.
The Amakusa Cross Church once lost a saint.
The gentle saint chose to leave her home because she was afraid that her powerful strength would harm the people around her. In order to be able to withstand her great power, the people of Amakusa made a vow.
One day, I will have to become strong enough to bear her power.
Next time I must catch up with her, grab her hand, and tell her that it's okay. I must be strong enough to do that.
And what he had cultivated with a lot of blood and sweat was this "Saint Collapse".
In order to be able to stand beside her as a saint, one must correctly understand what kind of existence she is, and then must overcome that barrier, and then face any problem that may be a "threat" to her, and must stand up. It is based on this theory that "The Collapse of the Saint" was born.
for real,
A technique that was successfully woven only by the Amakusa-style cross technique.
A special attack technique dedicated to "defeating the Saint".
(The hard time caused by the rampage of magic power in the body is probably around 30 seconds.)
Theoretically, this is a spell that is "only useful for saints" and has no effect on other "ordinary magicians". Because of this feature, there is no "saint" who comes here to be a guinea pig for the experiment, so in a sense, it is really a situation where one strike decides the outcome.
However, Wuhe felt that it was a success based on the feeling in his hands.
It just so happens that this tough and powerful enemy, apart from being a saint, also has the special quality of being the Right Seat of God.
There was no way to defeat him.
Even if Kanzaki, who possesses the qualities of a saint, were present, he still wouldn't have a chance to defeat this terrifying enemy that threatens the entire world. Even when both magic and science have to use their full strength, there's probably no way to win easily...
The right seat of God is so terrifying.
It shocked the audience and also shocked Touma.
"Is there really a strategy to defeat a guy like this?" Conan, who always calls himself a famous detective, was amazed.
"What a monster! It sent Touma to the intensive care unit, and easily knocked down all the Amakusa-style people who were assigned to help Touma..." Hikigaya Hachiman also fell silent.
"The rituals and magic, the degree of muscle training and the physique of a saint, it is as if it is a conceptual product that is a mixture of ordinary humans and magicians, purely to declare that this body exists for the ultimate achievement of magicians."
In Kyonyaku, Aizen Sosuke, who always had a joking nature, had stopped smiling. He said rationally and objectively, "In reality, every weak protagonist in the early stages will encounter opponents that they cannot easily defeat. This has been the case from the tenth place to now. There are even many enemies that even I realize I cannot defeat."
Just like Uchiha Madara in Naruto, most of the monsters in the worldview of Moroboshi, Reinhard in RE0, and Goetia who wanted to destroy the world and rebuild the stars in Fgo;
but--
"This group of guys are often the bosses of the final chapter. If the villains that appeared before are always stronger than the protagonist, they will definitely span the entire plot line. This kind of enemy that suddenly appears and ravages the protagonist in all aspects is the first time it has appeared, right~ Captain Aizen." Ichimaru Gin said with a faint smile.
This answer was confirmed by Aizen, who nodded and continued, "Right, so this is what confuses me. Not to mention that the Right Seat of God has not yet appeared in full, and the battles so far have basically been centered around this group of enemies that have been exposed. But...if those more powerful creatures that only exist in a few words in the plot do exist, then how should this boy named Kamijou Touma operate in the future and how should he subdue the enemy?"
The same question has been raised in other worlds.
In the world of One Piece, discussions never stop on Luffy's Thousand Sunny.
Robin, who loves excavation and archaeology, was surprised to see the powerful people behind. She also raised the same question as Aizen: "If these magicians are really the strongest enemies that Kamijou Touma will encounter, it doesn't make sense... Including the demons and angels mentioned before, since these creatures are mentioned, in this world where myths coexist, there must be corresponding individuals, but...will they really not appear?"
As for a more noteworthy issue, this is.
"At the very beginning, the child named Index did mention something called Demon God." In the world of Prince of Tennis, Inui Sadaharu turned to the earliest catalog page of the world's editing, and carefully read the collective name that Index used to refer to those beings who played magic to the pinnacle, which was a taboo.
If the introduction of this existence was just because Index wanted Kamijou Touma to know the horror of magic.
So now——
Touma, who has been deeply drawn into the vortex and unable to escape, has completely become a member of the crowd.
"He'll meet her sooner or later."
Such words do not come from the mouths of people from other worlds.
In the windowless building, in the cabin filled with transparent red liquid, Aleister's tone was still calm as if he was stating the reality, but his eyes were as indifferent as if he was cutting ice with a knife: "He will definitely meet that hand full of miracles. There is no way anything can stop him from doing what he should do."
The words fell.
The scene returns to Touma.
There was no way he cared at all about the audience's discussion.
The embarrassing and cruel current situation made it impossible for him not to believe that a long night was coming.
This brave and powerful magician, named Water of the Rear, is a completely invincible monster, just as he said.
If that time comes...
Maybe giving up my arm will bring me relief.
Such a terrifying thought instantly rushed through the boy's chest like an electric current, and the fear that followed made him gasp for breath.
"Touma!!" Just as the boy was hesitating and stunned, the silver-haired nun Index suddenly called out his name. Facing the boy's surprised look, she pointed at the edited screen where she had opened the bullet screen and said, "That person, in the bullet screen, openly called out to you."
Such a sentence caught Kamijou's attention.
He lowered his head and looked towards the live broadcast room.
Just like it happened again yesterday, the content just mentioned in the editing was once again transmitted in the live broadcast room in the form of text.