A demon in the midst of red lava.

That's the enemy Zax faces.

Even if he can calmly dodge attacks, he doesn't seem to be able to continuously improve his corresponding stats in the face of high temperatures as he does against gargoyles.

Compared to the agile Zax, the hunt for the Witch King was too clumsy; And compared to the witch-hunting king, who is hot and can be resurrected continuously, Zax is as speechless as a leopard facing a hedgehog.

For a moment it seemed to be a stalemate.

Since it is not possible to defeat the summon, it should be directly defeated by its owner.

It's not that Zax doesn't understand this, but the cunning red-haired magician has made his attempts come to naught from the start.

Steele knows exactly what to do against a high-speed hand-to-hand opponent.

Maybe it's because of the companion of God Split.

When you watch the Divine Rift fight with the power of a saint, you can't help but imagine "how you would respond to that kind of attack?"

What if you face an enemy that moves at the speed of sound?

Steele doesn't have the physique of a "saint" like the Divine Cracked Fire Weave, and he can only extract effective countermeasures from the techniques and knowledge he has mastered.

If he wanted to defeat the saint by himself, Steele didn't even think about it - it was simply impossible.

In countless missions, those magicians who were much better than themselves also fell under the Divine Cracking Fire Weaving Sword one by one. He had long felt the reason why the saint was regarded as a deterrent force like a nuclear weapon.

However, if it is delayed, Steele can still do it.

Since you can't keep up with the opponent's speed, and you can't even react, then disrupt the opponent's judgment.

Mirage, that's what he thought of.

By using the phenomenon of changing the refractive index of light due to the expansion of air by heating, you can make your figure disappear as if it melted into the air, or project your own figure on a movie screen where there was nothing before. Steele used this method to create a large number of fake bodies, but the main body did not know where to hide.

A single sword split the witch hunt in half, and then a rain of slashes followed, slicing it into smaller pieces and eventually turning it into a cloud of lava.

But the lava still roared and rolled in place as if it had life, struggling to reshape itself.

Zax, who had been holding it down, suddenly frowned—a burning stinging sensation suddenly came from his sword-holding hand.

Looking down, the Sword of Destruction in his hand had turned red all over his body—it was caused by the excessive frequency of slashing and slashing the body of the Witch King over 3,000 degrees Celsius.

If it was an ordinary sword, I am afraid it would have softened, but although the big sword in Zax's hand had turned red, there was still no sign of softening.

But now, it is clear that the enemy cannot be killed by this method, and it is a waste of time to continue to do so.

Gotta find a way to find that red-haired magician!

Raised his eyes and looked around.

The red-haired magician was not far to the left, still holding a cigarette.

Knowing that it couldn't be the main body, Zax still teleported in front of him, and at the same time swung his sword at the waist.

Looking at the image that was fading in front of him, Zax impatiently plunged his greatsword into the ground:

"Do you want to stall for time with this?"

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"Silent? That's right, are you afraid of taking the opportunity to find your place in the next place? ”

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"Hmph, despicable rat."

He drew his great, slightly cooled sword, and waved it:

"But I'm not interested in continuing here, I'll leave you alone today, what you have to face next is an endless surprise attack."

This is not an exaggeration at all, he does not need to sleep, and he can launch a sneak attack at any time within twenty-four hours.

As long as you are human, there will always be a time to let your guard down

Zax, who was holding a big sword in one hand, had a bored and unwilling expression, and passed by the witch hunting king who was squirming and resurrecting, and slowly walked into the distance, looking like he was really going to give up.

Cross-shaped flames struck silently from behind him.

Although Steele didn't want to fight him face to face, he definitely couldn't let him go.

The reason is very simple - only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves.

No matter how tightly defended it is, it is impossible to defend against unknown attacks all the time.

You'll have to drag him here, find a chance to finish him off, or wait for backup to arrive.

Steele also knew that it was possible that the other party was doing this on purpose, but Steele couldn't help but react, and really let the other party go, maybe it was really as he said, he had to face a surprise attack that didn't know when and where it would happen.

Even so, after seeing his Yan Sword slashed into the air, Steele still secretly screamed "Oops" in his heart.

"Although it is impossible to confirm your exact location below, you only need to suppress all the areas under the general direction."

When Steele's eyeballs caught the figure of the other party again, he found that the other party was already standing in mid-air very unscientifically.

"My sword is the king's sword"

"My body is the body of a king"

"My Pain Is the King's Pain"

"—No one knows the king's suffering!"

If you look closely, you will see that Zax did not make a gesture of charging his sword, but just held the hilt of the sword with the tip of the sword facing down, and stood with his sword in mid-air.

"—No one can bear the king's pain!"

As he chanted, there seemed to be something in his body that had been completely unlocked, and the atmosphere around Zax exploded.

"—The King's Agony, My Sword!"

As Zax finished chanting, a transparent dome shockwave radiated from the tip of the sword downward, completely enveloping Steele and the surrounding area of more than ten meters!

"——Whoever is under the sword, either the king is dead!"

Weigh.

Irresistible pressure.

It was as if he was in deep water, and he couldn't even lift his finger, and that's how Steele felt right now.

Obviously, the witch hunting king was already holding on top of his head, but it didn't seem to have much effect, and Steele was now like a frog that had been pressed by a stone, and his limbs were flat on the ground and couldn't move.

It was as if the weight of the entire atmosphere had been magnified countless times, and the pressure was constantly increasing.

What to do?

Steele was already feeling that he was starting to have trouble breathing, but there was no countermeasure.

The technique used by the other party is completely unclear, although Shirley left a little information, and she has been constantly observing during the battle, but she still can't figure it out.

"In other words, he didn't fight seriously before at all?"

Although unwilling, Steele came to this most likely conclusion.

"Abominable"

Unwilling words spit out from the corners of his mouth, and Steele made a difficult side face, staring at Zax in mid-air with one eye:

"The Sword"

At that moment, a round stone ball on the ground beneath Steele seemed to be preyed upon by a shark, cracking a gap and swallowing him before closing it again.

The half-exposed stone ball stood silently in place.

Zax looked at the stone barrier below, and his face didn't change at all.

Because, he knows, this level of things, at most, is just to delay the death of the people inside.

Even if it is possible to grow into a planetary-level defense system, it is only a slightly harder eggshell until it has absorbed enough leylines and magic.

Under his sword, the pressure grew much faster than the eggshell strengthened

Inside an eggshell.

"Bastard, bastard! Where are you touching!? ”

"It's not what I want to touch! Why is it so narrow here?! ”

"Huh? I'm going to ask you more! You're only 14 years old, and you'll grow into a one-meter-eight uncle for Mao! ”

"I'm so sorry to be doing well!"

"No matter how you look at it, it's overdeveloped, bastard! May I ask your mom's last name!? ”

"Spit stars sprayed in the face @#¥%! ……”

Squeak –

The painful groans emitted by the stone wall stopped the two people who were crowded together in the small space.

"Tsk, it looks like this won't last long."

Mirei Misaka smacked her tongue with an expert's expression.

It's just that her current posture is really hard to compliment-

Almost clinging to the red-haired priest, pressing on him.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Steele moved his body crampedly, and then realized that this was simply asking for trouble—the curve of the girl's body was very clear and instantly fed back into his mind.

"You ask this? Shirley's Kabbalah defense technique, I also learned a lot of codes and interpretation methods from Ossola before, and I also knew the knowledge of the Kabbalah system and the rules of the composition of the spell, but I couldn't refine the magic power myself, so I couldn't test it."

The girl didn't seem to care, and she continued, as if talking to herself:

"But, although I can't refine the magic power, but I can control the existing magic and magic power or something, well, to some extent, and the AIM power began to almost suffocate in this, Shirley must not have tried this technique, she doesn't know that the people inside will die of suffocation? Really, is it a natural infection by Ossola It took a lot of effort to interpret this technique, and now it's just barely controlling it to save you, and if you move again, I'm afraid there is a greater chance of failure, right, is it so compounded, no, in this way, the magic circuit can't form a cycle."

As she continued to interpret the techniques around her, she muttered to herself, and the girl seemed to have forgotten the prelude to the collapse that had just emanated from the stone wall.

Steele, on the other hand, was already stunned.

Interpreting is a task that requires considerable knowledge and skill – and not only that, but also considerable experience.

Just like a mathematician, you must be familiar with various formulas and their applications in order to solve advanced problems.

And this guy is different! She seems to have relied on only basic knowledge to complete the work of analyzing the technique.

It's like Mirei Misaka, who is also a mathematician, but only uses basic rules such as addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division to analyze the formulas necessary to solve the problem, and then solves the complex problems that require these formulas to solve!

The computing power of terror.

And this ability to interpret and interfere with the technique,It also made Steele have to think of the child in the school city.。

In a way, this is even more terrifying than Intix.

From a person who knows nothing about magic, to a level comparable to a forbidden book catalog, is this guy really human? Cold sweat began to break out on Steele's forehead.

What completely interrupted the "studying" girl was the gravel that had fallen from Suosuo.

"Huh?"

The girl who pouted her ass and pressed against Steele tilted her head with a slightly confused expression.

"Is there any progress?"

"Well, Shirley is really a genius, this technique can automatically find the leylines and then absorb and strengthen itself, if not"

"No, I'll talk about it later, if I don't think about it now, I won't be able to hold on."

"Ahh I almost forgot that Zax's bastard was still out there! Huh? Your voice is quite strange, as if you are enduring something."

"Leave this alone! Let's find a way to strengthen this technique first, or we can quickly find a way to escape."

"Hmm, that guy's technique is a bit tricky."

“？!"

"But it's not impossible to run away or something to crack it, it's not my style."

"W-What? Have you already analyzed his technique? ”

"Nonsense, I've been chased for so long, I've watched it for so long, and in the end, the process of launching the technique has not been missed, and I can't see anything anymore, wouldn't I be stupid!"

“orz”

"Why is there so much silence?"

"No, there's nothing you can do to crack his technique?"

"King."

"What?"

"If you want to crack it, you need the meaning of 'king'. You heard that, right? The chant of the guy when he started the spell. ”

"My sword is the king's sword, and if you don't have the right person under the sword, you will die if you are not the king!?"

"That's right, if you want to be immortal, the only one is 'king'."

"My Witch Hunt King"

"What kind of king are you? If you don't have the meaning of 'kingship', it's useless at all! ”

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"I thought of it!"

"What are I going to do?"

"The existing technique may be able to piece together the meaning of 'king', I can't refine the magic power, I need your help."

“？”

"Your outside spell cards, spells, and hunting the king of witches all need to be done by me, and you can only know if you can successfully try it, it's better than sitting still!"

"Okay"

"For the rest, you just need to make up for me."

"Enha? What do you say? ”

"There is no other way to make up for the demon."

"Wait, wait!"

"I'm moving! ~”