"What the hell is that shit doing?"

Looking at the entrance to the academy city that was already looming at the end of the road, Ignatz's attack had not yet begun.

"Sure enough, waste is waste, and there should be no expectation of that kind of garbage, waste, and scum! ……”

Even Van himself didn't know what was wrong, an irrepressible anger of betrayal burned, rolled, and struggled in his chest, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the hammer turned white from too much force, and his breathing became rapid.

Why......

Do you still have pity for the people in that city made of science? ……

Everything that has to do with science must be destroyed......

Nasty science,

Abominable science,

The science that turned me into this......

Failed to save my brother's life......

Even scum shouldn't stay in this world!

Ignatz, if you can't follow my will, there's no point in staying with me anymore......

Fante's breathing gradually calmed down.

Sure enough, I should still cut off everything in the past, what do I still have expectations for that waste, and at this moment, my own strength is the most reliable.

Thinking about it this way, a sense of relief pervades the air, as if even the last thing has been lost, a sense of relaxation after being completely abandoned.

"The 'cross of forgiveness'? Expect that boring stuff to save your life, waste."

Fante, who had calmed down, quickened his pace and headed towards the academy city, but—

"Bang! - Bang! - Bang! - Bang! ――”

The loud sound of a sniper rifle ejecting a tank from a tank rang out in the woods very close to Vant, and several bullets burst through the back of Vant's side.

The target is Fante's limbs.

There was no time to react, and before Fant could even notice what was happening, the armor-piercing bullets used against the chariot at close range would pierce her limbs without missing a single shot.

However, Vantt did not suffer any damage, only showed a slight expression of surprise, as if he had not worried that he would be hit by something of this magnitude at all, and was more surprised that the Heavenly Punishment Technique did not knock the enemy down before attacking.

Regardless of Fante's own will, a hard block of wind appeared out of thin air, ricocheting all the bullets away one by one.

"Aha! ~ I'm really scared, a mouse hiding in the shadows. ”

Faced with an unknown attack, Fante turned around with a look of nonchalance, and spat out his tongue mischievously - the chain brush that hung from her tongue slid down.

At the very end of the chain is a small cross that has been wet with saliva.

At the moment, it was flickering with an unnatural light, like a creature ready to move.

The answer to Fante was-

"Bang! ――……”

With the sound of bullets ejecting, a figure leaped up from the woods, over the top of Fante's head, and fell behind Fante, during which the small figure let out a continuous explosion of a 184-centimeter-long spear in his hand.

There were eight of them, and the targets weren't just Fant's limbs, but the head, body, and shoulders...... It covers almost all parts of the body from the front of the body to the back of the body.

Fante turned around with a bored expression.

She saw a girl in a white robe, with short brown hair and emotionless eyes of the same color, at this moment in a kneeling position, holding a long spear that was extremely out of proportion to her figure, and the muzzle of the gun was facing her, emitting a trace of green smoke.

"Did you jump out on your own? Little mice. ”

Fan Te looked at the enemy in front of him with interest, showing hostility so openly but not at all affected by the Heavenly Punishment Technique, and how do you see that the other party is not a guy from his own camp, when did the scientific side master the technology that can be immune to the Heavenly Punishment Technique? This kind of subject is a top secret, even within the Roman Orthodox Church.

However, at this level, it does not pose a threat to himself.

"Do you think you can beat me with the garbage you have created scientifically? Really, there is a limit to joking. ”

Fante looked troubled and reached out to hold his forehead.

"Cluck-"

There was not a trace of shaking in the muzzle of the gun, and the empty magazine fell vertically to the ground. The expressionless white-robed girl didn't pay any attention to Fan Te, held the spear with her right hand with the help of magnetism, and slapped another magazine with her left hand without saying a word.

"Bang! ――”

Without the slightest hesitation, the steel breaker in the girl's hand roared again.

The huge recoil force when the spear fired could even shatter some cheap hard hats, but the slender girl completely held it in her hands, and the recoil was perfectly guided, although the girl slid backwards on the rough ground for more than ten centimeters, her posture did not change, leaving only two marks on the road like sudden braking.

As if the bullet had been changed, there was a violent explosion in front of Fante.

"Bang bang bang! ――”

Ignoring the huge backseat impact and unscrupulous bursts of shots, the girl's body slid backwards for more than half a meter, but her posture and accuracy were not affected in the slightest.

Red flames and black smoke dominated the girl's sight like marshmallows, but she didn't stop, and with the coordinates from her previous memory, she shot the remaining explosive bombs in one go in the next second.

But.

In terms of time, it was only about two seconds after the gunfire stopped.

Gale blew everything away.

Whether it was the flames or the smoke, they were all blown away by the storm that suddenly blew up from the center of the explosion, leaving no trace.

On the burned, shattered asphalt, Fante was still standing as before.

Whether it was clothes, not even a single hair, there were no wounds or burns.

"It's a great place."

Fante in front said.

She didn't look at the girl in the white robe.,But crossed over the girl and looked at the school city that was already lit up in the distance.。

"I was still thinking that most of the people in this city are teachers and students, isn't that a foul? If I were to use this kind of person, would my 'invade' speed slow down, but ......"

As he spoke, Fante, who had iron rings all over his face, withdrew his gaze to the face of the white-robed girl.

“…… Are you really the exception here, a guy who doesn't even have feelings? ”

At this time, the girl in the white robe had already put away her gun and stood up, with the muzzle of the spear facing up on the ground, a lot taller than the girl, and the girl's figure was even more petite.

The white-robed girl with an expressionless face said in an emotionless voice:

"Warning, non-mainstream and dogs are not allowed in the academy city."

"Huh?! ~”

In front of him, Fante crooked the corners of his mouth and made a meaningless puzzled sound.

"The style of clothing is judged to be that of a French citizen of the eighteenth century, and fails; Makeup convicted of a nineteenth-century English prostitute, failed; The face decoration is judged to be twentieth-century American punk, which fails; As a woman, she combines three outdated elements into one, failure in failure. Misaka was unable to find a similar precedent in the library and judged the other party to be atypical and non-mainstream. Warning, Gakuin City is an important educational institution, and in order to avoid causing a psychological shadow to the next generation, please do not approach pathogens within a 100-kilometer radius of Gakumcity. ”

“……”

"It seems that Misaka has not understood what it means, and Misaka has activated the translation mechanism."

After the white-robed girl repeated it in English, French, and Latin—

Fante's face had twisted into a ball.

"Teasing words...... Look at the object too! Dirty rats! ”

With a furious sound, Fante's hammer tore through the air.

The cloudy chunk of wind slammed into the white-robed girl with the momentum of a high-speed heavy truck.

The white-robed girl took a step to the side, and then turned sideways slightly.

Her short brown hair fluttered in the air, and chunks of the wind flew backwards against her cheeks.

But Fante's attack did not stop, pure rage, never before, the anger of being ridiculed, burned and swelled in his chest, as if not vomiting unpleasantly, Fante went crazy and kept swinging the hammer in his hand again and again, and the chains connected to his tongue shook like a circle. The hammer's trajectory has passed over the edge of the chain several times, and it has sparked orange several times now. Really, as long as the track is a few centimeters off, Fante's tongue, chains, and face ornaments will be completely torn apart because of the traction, but Fante didn't pay attention at all, as if that kind of thing would not happen at all.

In a fit of rage, Fan Te only wanted the blunt weapon of the wind to crush the white-robed girl in front of him into a mixture of flesh and blood.

Countless blunt objects condensed by the air flew overwhelmingly towards the white-robed girl.

The sound of explosions in the air rang out one after another, asphalt and gravel flew wildly, and gray dust scattered within tens of meters in front of Fante, and her vision was deprived for a moment.

The dust that rose lightly continued for a while.

The ornaments that Fanter wears on his face are associated with the "nails" used to hold the "Son of God" in place when he was crucified. As for the hammer, there is no need to explain it, and it represents the hammer used to punch the "son of God" with an execution tool.

Fante gasped for air, his bloodshot eyes covered in thick eyeshadow, and stared straight ahead through the remaining streetlights on the side of the road.

In the black night sky, cold water droplets began to fall.

The pavement in front of Fante left a sight as if it had been repeatedly plowed longitudinally by a huge iron plow.

Cracked pavement, stones, and twisted steel bars mingle into eerie fields.

Dozens of meters away, at the end of a field made of asphalt, cement and steel bars, the figure of a girl in a white robe appeared under the halo of a street lamp.

Although it is not real, under the street lamp in the distance, the figure of the girl with a spear did stumble a step before barely standing firmly.

"Aha, it's funny, it's so funny!"

Fante laughed with a broken expression, the metal ornaments on her face making a crisp sound as her movements collided with each other.

"Bang! ――”

As if to make a declaration of incompatibility, the girl raised a huge spear with one hand and pointed it at Fante, and a trace of green smoke rose from the muzzle.

"Even if this level of malice towards me hasn't been knocked down yet, it really looks like it's really immune to my Heavenly Punishment Technique. But ......"

The balance on Fante's face had begun to crumble because of the countless ornaments, and she smiled maliciously with her weapon in one hand, full of insults and ridicule, and she never thought that it was the smile that she should have when looking at a human of her own kind.

Although it was a little far away, she could still clearly see the bright red on the girl's white robe.

"I didn't expect to meet such an interesting guy before I entered the academy city, did you mean that you were specially sent here for me to kill?"

The white-robed girl put away the spear pointed at Fante, carried the steel breaker on her shoulder with one hand like an American soldier, and then looked far ahead at Fante, a member of the Roman Orthodox "Right Seat of God", the final weapon of two billion people, stretched out her left hand and gave a thumbs up.

In a moment of Vante's puzzlement.

The girl who was carrying a huge weapon in one hand suddenly flipped her wrist and rushed down with her thumb.

"Fuck your uncle's non-mainstream!"

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