"State of emergency! State of emergency! There's a massive magical reaction in the City of London! All units, please start acting according to the emergency plan! Repeat, state of emergency! Urgent"

In the Puritan headquarters at Windsor Castle, a screeching sound came from almost everyone's communication suits.

Then, the originally clean aisles and corridors were almost instantly filled with magicians coming and going.

"The City of London? Has London been massively attacked by the enemy? ”

"What a joke! Have the army and early warning techniques become ornaments? ”

"It can't be a drill, right?"

"Which area triggered the early warning system? Report it to the Bishop immediately! ”

Lola. Stuart, a doll-like face, showed a wry smile.

"Zax. Phil? ”

Her eyes drifted through the window to the city of London in the distance.

"It's a very nostalgic name."

She muttered quietly in a voice she couldn't even hear, with a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

It's just that such a literary expression, when it appears on the face of a guy who is shrunk in a thick quilt and only has one head exposed, in addition to making people feel full of complaints, only a sense of powerlessness remains

The god who rushed back all the way at the high speed of the saint cracked the fire weaving, and forced himself to endure the green tendons on his forehead and said reluctantly:

"Make a decision! Now that the situation seems to have expanded, it is no longer possible to hide the truth from ordinary citizens by expelling idlers alone! ”

Humming and chirping and turning over in the bed, Lola finally turned to look at the god crack, and sighed:

"Although I knew that guy was going to make some trouble here, it was unexpected that he had reached this level so quickly."

"Make a decision! If this continues, ordinary citizens will be 'polluted' by magic! ”

"Hmm, should I say that I underestimated that guy's ability to cause trouble?"

"Lord. Teach. Big. People !!"

"Huh? Why did the god crack you draw your sword in my room? ”

"(╯'□′)╯┻━┻ It's not an elementary school student, why didn't you go to bed before nine o'clock!! At least get me up first and then sigh ahhh!!hh ”

Mirei Misaka didn't really care about Steele's feelings or anything.

To be honest, she came with a research and experimentation attitude.

With the knowledge she already knows, she can find out what she needs from the existing magic and techniques, and then combine them according to the rules, and finally complete the meaning she wants to express, which is what she does.

Now, the meaning that needs to be expressed is "king".

Zax. The meaning of Phil's technique, Miling Misaka has already understood one of the eight or nine inseparable tens, that is:

The Sword of Damocles (Greek: Δαμ?κλειο?σπ?θη).

According to ancient Greek legend, King Dionysius invited his minister Damocles to a banquet.

Damocles said to the king, "How lucky you are, you have everything that people want, you must be the happiest person in the world." ”

The king said, "Do you really think that I am happier than others?" Then I'm willing to switch places with you. ”

So Damocles put on his royal robes and put on a crown of gold, and sat down at the table in the banquet hall, which was filled with delicacies. Flowers, wine, rare perfumes, beautiful music, you name it, he feels like the happiest man in the world. When he raised his glass, he suddenly found a sharp sword hanging upside down from the ceiling, the tip of which almost touched his head, Damocles's body froze, his smile disappeared, his face turned pale, his hands trembled, he didn't want to eat or drink, he just wanted to escape from the palace, the farther away the better.

The king said, "What is the matter, friend?" Are you afraid of the sword that could fall at any moment? I see it every day, and it hangs over my head all the time, and at some point someone or something will cut that thin thread. Perhaps some minister covets my power and wants to kill me; Perhaps some people spread rumors to turn the people against me; Perhaps the king of a neighboring country will send troops to take my throne; Maybe I had to step down because of a mistake in my decision-making. If you want to be a ruler, you have to take all kinds of risks, and the risks are always with the power. ”

Zax. Phil took advantage of this legend and built his own technique.

"Dying of the Jedi and not dying" is the characteristic of this technique.

No matter what kind of blow he received, even if he was covered in blood, he could grit his teeth and get back up again, and get a corresponding promotion, so that what could have been a fatal blow to him would no longer pose a threat to him.

And he himself has grown stronger with the attacks he has received.

I'm afraid that even if I encounter the Divine Crack Fire Weaving, as long as I withstand the supersonic attack of the saint, I can do the same thing

Every time you get a fatal attack, you can get back up and become stronger, so that the same attack can't work against it, and the second time it's a holy fight, oh no, it's an invincible existence.

But surely there is no such convenient thing, right?

To be able to defy the sky like this, there must be a corresponding price, right?

Not everyone can become a real king, and being a king is not only about enjoying power, but also about taking on responsibilities, risks, and pressures that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

The responsibilities, risks, and pressures that these kings must bear are the "swords" located on the "king".

The sword that hangs over his head at all times, if he is not a true king, he cannot withstand the pressure under the sword.

"The sword hanging over his head at all times" means that he must not relax the operation of his technique at all times, otherwise, the king will no longer be a king, and his immortal and infinitely enhanced qualities will no longer exist.

I'm afraid it's for the sake of the meaning of this technique, Zax. Phil can't sleep, right? It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that he forces himself not to sleep.

What happened to make this guy do this?

Protecting the UK? Become a hero?

If that's the reason, Mihari Misaka really can't imagine it.

For such reasons alone, you can't be the material for the "king", there must be some other reason or props or the like

I'm afraid I won't be able to figure it out for a while. What Misaka knows now is: if she doesn't think about it, she will be crushed into a meatloaf under the "Sword of Damocles".

The same meaning, of course, can also be used to attack - put the enemy under the "sword of Damocles", as long as the opponent is not the "king", no matter how strong, will eventually be crushed by the heavy pressure under the sword.

The criterion for judging whether you can withstand the pressure is not "strength", but whether you are a "king".

This is already a conceptual attack, and the defense methods of ordinary spells really can't do much - even Shirley's defense technique that can grow to the planetary level is no exception.

So, here's what to do:

How do you cobble together a "king" out of what you have?

At present, the "materials" in front of Misaka Mirei are:

Common sense and corresponding knowledge on the magic side, a set of defense systems based on the Kabbalah system, the leyline power Nogan drawn by the defense method, the knowledge required for the Kabbalah Gargoyle composition system (remnant), a number of magic left by Shirley, a set of the composition and resurrection system of the King of Witch Hunting, a rune card Nogan, and a Steele

In general, the main things that can be used are "rocks" and "flames".

It is necessary to rely on these things to piece together the "king"

"What a joke! Is there a king in this sense in this world? What kind of strange existence is the king of rocks and flames? ”

Not?

Mirei Misaka suddenly thought of something.

“”

If this world does not exist in this sense

What is not enough is replaced by something else, all the magicians in this world are doing this kind of thing, although Mirei Misaka is not conscious, but she is really thinking like an orthodox magician at this moment.

This world has no meaning, so use the meaning of other worlds?

As if thinking of something, even in the dark, Mirei Misaka's eyes sparkled.

Rocks, flames.

Steele couldn't imagine how these things could be cobbled together to make a "king".

But he could feel the changes taking place around him.

Shirley's defense system was dismantled and reconstructed, the remaining magic was added as a new spell, the rune card of the meaning of fire and the king of witch hunting were also redismantled and added to the composition of the spell, and he continued to build some basic spells about the meaning of "fire" under the command of Miyoshi Misaka

Although he knew what these techniques were, Mirei Misaka put them all together, and Stier swore that he had never seen anything like this!

Gargoyles, flames, leylines drain, fuse, grow, regenerate, and be indestructible

The parts of the original procedure were recombined to form a composite technique that was completely unknown.

But the incredible thing is that this technique really protects them.

Although it was still underground, it was already surrounded by orange-red flames emitted by the magic array.

Then he heard her begin to chant slowly in a murmuring voice:

"With the Core of the Earth as the Body"

"Powered by the Flame of the Ancestors"

"I am the foundation of my advent"

"Body! Older than the world itself! ”

"Its flames! It's the wrath of the gods of old! ”

"In my name, come here—"

Suddenly, Steele really felt that in that small body, an unknown force completely activated the so-called technique-

"—Lord of Flames, !! Ragnaros" ”