Chapter 15: The London Tsunami
In fact, as soon as the god cracked fire weaving made a move, Ragnaros not far away turned his head to stare at her.
It was beaten by the Divine Cracked Fire Weave before that its consciousness was suppressed, which was tantamount to a great shame for it, and of course it would not take it lightly until it reached the set goal.
While slowly sinking, he confronted the god Crack Fire Weaving from afar.
However, the Divine Crack did not do it immediately.
This time is different from the previous temptation, and we have to go all out.
The techniques and skills inherited from the Amakusa Cross Sect constitute the knowledge and power system of the Divine Crack Fire Weave to control and use the power of the saints in the body.
Amakusa Cross Sect is an underground church organization in Japan that continues to the present day during the Shogunate period, and it is a sect that can only exist if it is integrated into the city. In order to avoid the pursuit of the shogunate, the teachings were completely disguised as Shinto and Buddhism, so they evolved in a different direction from other churches.
Combining Buddhism, the Church, and Shinto, they complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, and take the principle of idols to the extreme, and can perform magic chanting or rituals with seemingly indifferent movements such as dialogue, eating, and dressing.
For the former female pope of the Amakusa style, it has become a habit and way of life to construct magic using seemingly everyday actions and objects in life, and it can be said that everything on her body can be used to perform magic and magic.
For example, she now wears a denim jacket and jeans underneath. However, the right arm of the jacket is cut off along with the shoulder, and the jeans are cut off from the root of the left leg.
Perhaps in order to make a change in the technique, Shen Crack took off the denim jacket on his upper body and threw it aside.
At this time, only a white T-shirt tied up at the waist was left on the upper body of the god, and a large area of skin was exposed to the air.
The center of gravity was lowered, and the whole body of the god was tense, like a female leopard ready to attack.
The Seven Heavens and Seven Swords in his waist had not yet been unsheathed, but the steel wire in his hand had already begun to weave a three-dimensional magic array, constantly giving the weapon some kind of power.
Whether it is Crucialism, Buddhism, or Shinto, there are techniques for powerful attacks or elimination of "foreign objects", and the Amakusa style, which combines various teachings to complement each other's strengths, although there is little understanding of some of the secret traditions in each sect, but those classic techniques and traditions are very familiar.
Although those are things that can be found as long as you have the heart, ordinary does not mean mediocre.
Isn't it because its value is affirmed by most people?
As a result, this technique is condensed, refined, and then turned into an attack with great lethality against "things that are not in this world".
He lowered his center of gravity on the spot, pressed his right hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and shook it in a very typical posture of drawing the knife. While this pose made her look like she was deliberately showing her cleavage to her opponent, it wasn't meant to be split.
Countless three-dimensional magic arrays lit up around her, turning into a halo of light that converged towards the Seven Heavens and Seven Swords on her waist.
The abnormal accumulation made the place where the Divine Crack stood look as if the gravity had strengthened dozens of times, and everything from the air to the ground vibrated completely different from the surroundings, and even her figure seemed a little blurry.
In the angel fall incident, although he was tied with the archangel, the god cracked himself and knew that it was just unilaterally suppressed.
After that, God Crack began to think about a way to really defeat the angels.
The final solution is the present one, which is to combine the classic techniques of "removing foreign objects" from the classics of Cross Buddhism, Buddhism, and Shinto, and then to strike a powerful blow against "things that are not in this world".
But this method is definitely not a practical thing.
The reason is simple: it takes too long to activate.
Just reconciling the teachings and techniques of various sects takes up a lot of energy, and then the export and explosion of a large number of saints' power must be cautious, otherwise if you are not careful, your body will not be able to bear the power and collapse, which leads to a blow that has a strong power to both angels and demons, and it takes a long time to prepare.
In the battle that God Crack has been fighting for so long, how could it take so long to prepare? If you have angels or demons or something, you can't have this kind of leisure - God Crack has personally fought with angels, and this is deeply understood.
If it had been practiced for a long time, perhaps this technique would have become one of the mature techniques possessed by the Divine Crack like Wei Shan, but now it was only a crude technique with only power.
I thought it was a trick like chicken ribs, but at this time, it just came in handy.
Ragnaros was unable to move in order to achieve his goal, and he didn't seem to understand the meaning of the Divine Split, so the Divine Crack was able to activate the spell in its entirety in a safe area.
The remaining questions are:
Do you really want to do this?
Although the form forced him to be prepared, Shen Crack still asked himself in his heart:
"Is it really okay to do this?"
The magic of the god Split Fire is meant to save people, not to kill. A battle in which people would die whether they won or lost was not only meaningless to her, but could even be said to be avoided as much as possible.
Salvere000
Hope - to help those who cannot be saved
How could you watch her die? At that time, Intix, also because she ensured that her life was not in danger, obeyed the orders of the most important bishop, but now she wants her to die in her own hands?
Really, is there nothing that can be done?
The god of fire weaving looked at Steele next to him like a pleading-
The red-haired priest was muttering something blankly in his eyes.
"Steele!"
The Divine Crack shouted in a loud voice:
"Are you really going to kill this guy like that? Is there no other way? ”
Hearing the sound of the god splitting, Steele came back to his senses, and a wry smile appeared on his face:
"It seems that you can only bet on the six percent chance, do you believe that you can get this guy with some chest power added to her?"
Shen Ri's complexion changed several times in an instant, and then he gritted his teeth and said as if he had made up his mind:
"If it's really useful, it's not impossible"
"Ugh"
Steele was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head as if he couldn't stand it - although God Crack is very calm and serious, sometimes he becomes this kind of stupid big sister character when he is too serious.
That's what's the strength of the chest.,It's obviously just an excuse for that guy to talk nonsense just to feast his eyes, right? It's really rare to say that a stupid person who has this kind of mind when he dies is on the verge of death, if what that guy said is true, now the costume of the god crack is enough to kill and die, why don't you see any effect
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!! ――”
The massive Flame King suddenly erupted into a roar of pain, interrupting Steele's thoughts.
"W-What's going on?"
Divine Crack and Steele turned their heads to see Ragnaros, half of his body already immersed in magma, holding his head in a struggling position, and a pinch of fire flickered on his forehead.
"Mihari Misaka is suppressing the will of Ragnaros, how is it possible! Didn't she say that Ragnaros's will was far stronger than hers? ”
Shen Crack frowned and thought earnestly.
Steele, on the other hand, froze in disbelief:
"No, isn't it, does it really work?"
God tilted his head in confusion:
"What? What works? ”
Without answering her, Steele turned his back as if he was talking to someone in his psychic outfit.
After a moment, he turned around and stared at the Divine Crack that Lola called "the daughter who often stands at the forefront of exposure" for a long time, and then slowly spoke:
"Shame isn't something you can't abandon in order to achieve your goals, right?"
"Huh?"
Basically at the same moment, the mouth of the Thames.
This river is the famous mother river of the United Kingdom. Originating in the Cotswolds Hills in southwest England, it is 402 kilometers long, traversing the British capital London and more than 10 cities along the river, with a basin area of 13,000 square kilometers, and the river widens in the lower reaches of London, forming an estuary with a width of 29 kilometers and flowing into the North Sea.
As the estuary is bordered by the North Sea and the Atlantic Ocean, the tide roars down the funnel-shaped estuary as the tide rises, reaching far above London. In order to prevent the tide from flooding London, a technologically complex and costly Thames tidal gate was built 13 kilometers downstream of London Bridge.
But at this moment, the crystallization of human technology and wisdom was submerged in a tsunami.
That's right, tsunami.
There were no typhoons or hurricanes, but the sea suddenly became agitated, and the water went up the course of the Thames like a dragon.
If you stand on the Thames River at this time, you will see that the river has been erected with a wall of water tens of meters high. It was a wave that was going upstream, as if separated by a transparent glass wall, and although it was dozens of meters above both banks, it did not even splash a single splash, and only rushed up the river.
The waves destroyed all the boats along the river, but thankfully there were no casualties due to the lockdown in London and the fact that it was nighttime.
This great current, which flowed up the River Thames to the city of London, dispersed with a thud as if some restraint had been untied.
Half of the city of London was instantly immersed in the sea.
Although all the fires in the city were extinguished in an instant, the city of London at this time was a miserable scene that had just been hit by a tsunami, with the wreckage of ships and countless debris floating in the streets with waist-deep water.
Although the drainage system in the city of London is very well-developed, it is not a matter of time for such a large amount of water to be completely discharged.
"What the hell is going on!"
Steele climbed onto the roof from the water in embarrassment, his clothes completely soaked by the sudden seawater.
They were not too far from the River Thames, and the sudden burst of water covered the area almost instantly.
The Divine Cracked Fire Weave next to him was no better, and the white T-shirt was soaked by the seawater, faintly revealing the color of his skin.
"Someone did something to bring the water down the River Thames into the City of London"
God Crack Fire Weaving said in a deep voice:
"This can only be done by using the leylines"
Steele realized it too.
The leylines in London are all controlled by the royal faction, whether it is the consultancy faction or the knight faction, it is impossible to mobilize the power of the leylines without the permission of the royal faction.
"In other words, did the royal faction start meddling in this incident?"
"Can't be willing"
"Boom!! ――――”
There was a sudden loud roar behind them, so the two turned back in surprise:
Behind them, the surface of the Thames River not far away slammed open, almost like an inverted waterfall, and the water spilled upward.
Emerging from under the surface of the water was a sailboat. It's like an old ship with four masts that crossed the sea in the Age of Discovery. What is different from those boats is the crafting material. The ships used to cross the seas in search of the New World were made of wood, and now they are made of a translucent substance that gives a cold feeling, like crystal. Even the sails and cables on the mast make one wonder if it has the functions of a real ship.
"Nothing of this magnitude can be handled, and the Church of Necessary Evil has also fallen?"
With a muffled voice, a man's figure appeared at the bow of the boat.
"Who?"
Steele frowned, this was not any of the royal factions he knew, and it felt like things were going in a more complicated direction.
The huge ship seemed to have no weight, and the bottom of the ship was thin against the water, and it approached quickly with a agility that did not match its size.
Steele finally saw the man standing on the bow of the ship.
Zax. Phil.
The destruction sword in his hand was raised, and he pointed at the flame monster that was immersed in a vast ocean:
"This time, you don't have any reason to stop me from killing that guy."