The distance between the two is about seven meters.

The enemy's magic is unknown, and although I vaguely remember that this white powder is wheat flour, I have completely forgotten how to use this method to break walls.

That being the case. I said to the land on the left.

"I'll ask you one last time, aren't you really going to obediently hand over the C paperwork to us?"

"Yes, you're welcome. Sacrifice yourself. ”

Hearing this, I moved directly behind him and punched him hard in the back of the head.

"Priority – the fist is in the lower position, and the human skin is in the upper position. ”

But, like hitting a steel plate, the left ground was unscathed. Instead, I flew upside down because of the recoil force coming from my hand.

The other party did not let go of this opportunity.

"Priority - human flesh is on the bottom, wheat flour is on the top. ”

The guillotine flies.

I threw my fist as I had just done.

Then the hand was crushed.

Together with my arm, a guillotine made of wheat flour smashed my entire left hand with ease.

“……”

"I've heard about you before, and I'm looking forward to it—"

The right hand of the land on the left pulled the white blade and smiled.

"But as things stand, it doesn't seem like a big deal. To be honest, it's better to be famous than to meet, so it's better not to see. I heard that you defeated the wind in front of you.,That's because her "Heavenly Curse" was eliminated.,Plus the use of "Fallen Angels" and "Realm Oppression" on the side of the school city.,Restraining the wind in front of you from the inside will have such a result.。 If her attack was perfect, she wouldn't have gotten into a bitter battle with someone like you. ”

"Huh?"

I had no idea what he was talking about, just when I was about to say that.

"It's just ridiculously wrong, it's the fantasy killer who defeats the wind ahead, not him. He had been restraining the "Angel" at that time, and it should be said that if it weren't for him, the wind ahead would have died under the attack of the "Angel". ”

A familiar voice rang out. Red bullets cut through the sky. It was origami surrounded by orange flames. Pieces of paper folded intricately into squares slashed off with cement-like force and struck at the face of the place on the left.

The place on the left just moved his eyes.

"Priority - magic is inferior, human skin is superior. ”

The piece of paper hit him. But as soon as the origami touched his skin, it suddenly changed angles and crashed violently into the wall next to me. It's like a bullet hitting a metal wall.

"Sure enough, it was the 'punishment of light'. ”

Tsuchigomon, who had been watching from the sidelines, smiled. Maybe it was a side effect of forcibly using magic, and a bloodshot was coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, the Orientals know, too?"

"Of course. ”

I don't know if it's a bluff or not, but there is no tension on Tsuchigomon's face.

"At Mass, wine is considered the 'blood of God' and bread is regarded as 'the flesh of God'. And the event of the prototype of the Mass, of course, is "the execution of the "Son of God" who uses the cross, right?"

As he spoke, the Tsuchigomon pointed the gun he had gotten from the pro-ship Mochu at the left side.

"The Son of God was put on the cross...... If you think about it calmly, ordinary humans can't kill the 'Son of God' at all, this is the normal truth. Even I had a hard time doing it. However, myths sometimes change their "order of precedence". For example, because the "Son of God" bears the "original sin" of the world's humans, he ignores the original order and is easily killed by "ordinary humans". ”

He poured strength into his index finger.

"In order to complete the secret ritual of the myth of the 'Son of God'...... It's a change in priority. This is the only technique you have manipulated, the "Punishment of Light", and its add-on is to use wheat flour as a medium to transform the blade at will. How? Am I right?"

Bang bang bang!!The gunshots rang out continuously.

"Priority - bullets in the lower position, human skin in the upper position. ”

However, the shot shot hit the ground in the face and heart and bounced off.

"That's right, exactly. But—so what?"

The land on the left smiled defiantly.

"In front of me, it doesn't matter whether it's strong or weak. Because I can manipulate their order. ”

That's what happened.

Because the "Body of the Left Land" takes precedence over the "Fist", his body is unharmed.

Because the "blade formed by wheat flour" has priority over the "outer wall", it can produce that kind of destructive power.

Because "skin" takes precedence over "bullets", the attack of the Tsuchigomon is forced to stop halfway.

This is the power of the "right seat of God."

Overwhelming results.

Even after seeing this scene, the smile on the corner of Tsuchigomon's mouth did not disappear.

"Thank you so much for your answer, thanks to you, the inference has become conclusive. ”

Tsuchiomon holds a pistol in one hand and puts the other in his pocket.

What he took out was black origami.

"The next blow is the general. ”

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Once, the greatest poet of Europe once wrote this sentence in his book-

"Whoever enters this door, give up all hope."

The teenager recreated it.

Arrogance, abstain from arrogance - heavy punishment

Jealousy, quit in jealousy - sewing your eyes to punish it

Rage, stop being angry - black smoke punishes it

Laziness, abstaining from laziness - running to punish it

Greed, quit in greed - lie down and punish it

Gluttony, abstain from food - hunger punishes it

Lust, the abstinence is in the color - the fire punishes it

The people in the driving heavy armor were staring blankly at the scene in front of them.

They saw their companions suddenly kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up again, they saw the black smoke rising from their seniors at some point, they saw some of the drivers suddenly running hard without obeying the call, they saw their new colleagues coming out of the heavy armor despite being beaten by the mob, picking up the bread on the ground and biting it with a big mouthful, and seeing black flames suddenly rising from their bodies.

"The Divine Comedy—though it is a whim after reading Dante's writings...... But when I really found out that I had this ability, I was really shocked, and I don't know what the person who gave me this ability thought. In other words, this is no longer the scope of superpowers. ”

The boy said in annoyance as he tapped his fist on the armor of the heavily armored vehicle that was emitting black flames nearby.

"Two choices. Either come out immediately with your head in your hands, or accept the "punishment" for the rest of your life. The sale of this ability can give the greatest pain to the person while ensuring his life. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, there was a clicking sound from inside the driving armor, and the other party seemed to be very anxious. Looking at such a scene, the boy began to think.

(Is it the thug's side next......)

Although I am a clone now, my strength is the same as my body, and the information I get can also be shared to a certain extent. Although the disadvantage is that it cannot be regenerated and the main body or itself will automatically disappear after taking a certain amount of damage, it is just right to deal with this situation.

The next thing is the real victory, the boy thought to himself.

(Anyway, teleport them to relative safety after they repair the disengagement device and come out of the heavy armor.) Location – just on the roof. Then there is to calm the agitated thug, and if it really doesn't work, use the power to force him to sleep...... ）

At this moment, the boy stopped thinking and raised his head.

A pop was heard.

What the boy saw was a pitch-black bomber flying in the vast blue sky.

There is more than one 100-meter aircraft. More than ten bombers, drawn in large arcs, circled over Avignon.

(Seven thousand kilometers per hour.) Is it the same as the plane we flew on...... ）

But this is a bomber, whose overwhelming speed can shake off a homing missile only in a straight flight.

(If the heavy armor was delivered through these bombers, then this time it was for recovery?) These drivers are cannon fodder at best, and it's not worth the trouble...... I think I'm going to send the "trump card" over. ）

The boy stared at the bomber hovering in the air.

After a while, it was as if I had received instructions. Four of the bombers flying around the perimeter, detached from the surrounding course.

After maneuvering about fifteen kilometers away, the bomber slowly expanded the radius of the circle.

Then turn the head of the engine and speed up in one breath.

Four planes depict a square-shaped trajectory.

At this time, the boy saw clearly that the lower part of the bomber was equipped with parts that were different from ordinary bombers. A pitch-black blade about half the length of the body.

The surface of the blade, which stretches out like a baton, is electrically shrinking, and it is possible to manipulate the unevenness and appearance in hundredths of a millimeter.

This large, long, slender blade swings under the acceleration of a supersonic bomber, slicing through the atmosphere at a speed of more than 7,000 kilometers per hour.

In this way alone, the downward direction of the atmospheric blade is extremely destructive.

If there is a small amount of iron sand at this time, what will happen to the blade mixed into the atmosphere?

The answer is out.

"......"

Rumble!!!

Four bombers were on the ground, cutting out a square that surrounded the streets of Avignon.

The iron sand scattered on the sides of the blade is only a few grams.

These metal powders have achieved a maximum speed of more than 10,000 kilometers per hour, surpassing liquids and becoming gases. The gas-like blade of more than 8,000 degrees Celsius ignores the distance of thousands of meters above and cuts through the earth with an orange glow.

Ditches 20 meters wide and more than 10 meters deep appear on the surface.

Later, the ditch melted into orange lava and collapsed. The geology is boiling like lava. In an instant, the old street of Avignon was separated by a river of lava. Not to mention electricity and waterways, even the flow of the Rhone River near the street was forcibly cut off, and the outside of the street immediately became flooded.

As a result, all the people in the old streets of Avignon were locked inside.

"No......"

At this point, even teenagers can guess what these people are going to do.

What are bombers used for?

Answer: For bombing.

"These bastards...... Are you going to blow it all up!?"

The first to cast the drive heavy armor is to confirm that the C instrument is in Avignon. After confirmation, use bombers to bomb the Papal Palace in one go.

Although it is a fairly simple battle, it is difficult to imagine that it will produce a definite result considering the special power of the land on the left side of the "God's Right Seat".

(Well, there's no time to worry about that.) Even if you are a second doppelganger, the personality of the individual who comes out may not be yourself. Whether they can be stopped without killing people is also a question...... ）

The boy moved his gaze to the phone that had fallen at his feet, and a number came out of his head.

“…… That's all I can do. ”

With a deep exhalation, the boy picked up his phone and began dialing the number.