Chapter 534: Do you have a red medicine bottle?
The walls are about to collapse, and the lives of the entire hospital are in danger.
And right now.
A frustrated voice suddenly sounded in the walled room.
"It's noisy! Are they all Uncle Ben dead! β
With these words, an invisible force seemed to suddenly surging throughout the building, and the cracked walls maintained a delicate balance and stopped collapsing.
This kind of meticulous power manipulation can only be achieved by the vector manipulation of one party.
He's right next door.
One hand rested on the wall, panting slightly, his face pale and his expression distorted.
Of course, after all, I lost a kidney in that battle, and I didn't even have a small half of my waist, and my already bad physical strength became even worse, but fortunately, I didn't need physical strength to exert my superpowers, only computing power.
"One pass?" Mikoto Misaka was shocked and angry.
To say that the person she hated the most right now, Aresta, who was behind the scenes, was the first, and the party was definitely second.
"Don't worry about it yet." "Let's get out of here first, the longer we stay, the more dangerous it will be for the doctors and patients here, because there's more than one magician ready to shoot at you!" β
These are all messages that come out of Shirley's head.
The giant stone statue that was originally an enemy stretched out its palm at this time, but it put on a response look.
Mikoto Misaka pulled Mirei Misaka, who was a little overwhelmed, and ran up.
But just as the stone statue was about to lay them on the ground together.
Bang.
A saw knife that flew from nowhere shattered the entire boulder in an instant, and even slid over Shirley's waist and stuck diagonally in front of everyone.
Shirley falls.
did not die, but also completely lost its combat effectiveness.
"Wow, what's it this time again?"
Mikoto Misaka trembled all over, and the illusion of being dismantled by this bloody saw blade appeared in front of her eyes.
It's not just her.
Even Mirei Misaka is the same.
"A1-" A voice suddenly came from all directions, "a torture instrument for witches' trials, with terrifying special effects when attached to warlocks. β
"Fear? I see. The bee-eating caustic seemed to understand something, and curled up his tongue and shouted fiercely, "Wake up!" β
This voice swept through the minds of Mirei Misaka and Mikoto Misaka in an instant, shocking them all over, and the fear in their hearts was suppressed.
A skill that comes out of a three-level jar.
"Question 1β" the voice reappeared, "Is the fifth LV5 psychic master also mastering the magical power like the first super electromagnetic cannon now?" β
"yes, that's right." The bee-eater replied, and the spiritual power had already spread out, "This way of speaking, you are Sasha Chloejef of the 'Annihilation of the White Book', you are obviously a magician belonging to different camps, but you have to attack Mikoto Misaka?" β
This was all information from Shirley's mind.
In the intelligence, this Sasha is a very tricky person.
He is characterized by an all-round mage who can "switch tactics to all situations".
For example, now.
She didn't show up at all, she didn't know how far away she was standing to use magic, and if she couldn't find herself, she was too limited by her current level of a soul snatcher.
"A2-" Sasha's voice was still coming from all directions, and it was impossible to tell the direction, "The mission is to take Misaka Mikoto, or prevent Misaka Mikoto from being taken away by any of the other forces, because the situation is serious, and the second way to complete the task is automatically chosen." β
The way to prevent Mikoto Misaka from being taken away by the rest of the forces is naturally to kill her.
Although Sasha's voice has no emotion.
However, everyone can hear the cold meaning in this.
"Why is that?" Mirei Misaka couldn't help but shout, "There's a reason why it's important. β
First he was seriously injured in a battle with a superpower, and then the magician attacked.
Mirei Misaka finally understands what kind of dangerous world her daughter is in.
But what made her the most uncomfortable.
It was her own powerlessness.
Not to mention protecting her daughter, as a mother, at this moment, she even has to let her daughter and her daughter's friends protect her, which is completely a role that drags her feet.
"Answer three - because it's a threat." Sasha's voice seemed to finally have a ripple, "Those who have mastered powerful magic, whether it is this powerful power or the meaning of this ability itself, will threaten the existence of all magicians. β
The voice fell.
There was a violent sound of breaking through the air.
This time, it was a hammer that fell head-on.
The hammer, which was even stained with blood, was like a real judgment against a witch, and the illusion once again flooded into Mikoto Misaka's mind, and she felt that her head would explode in the next second.
And this time.
It was still Kamijo who stood up, and with just a touch of his right hand, the hammer carrying great power immediately stopped, and then fell to the ground as if it had lost all its strength.
"Damn!" Mikoto Misaka stomped her foot fiercely and turned her head to look at her mother, "Mom, how much savings do you have?" β
"What?" Mirei Misaka was stunned.
It's all like this, and I asked her how much money she was doing.
Is it because they are worried that something has happened to them and no one will spend the inheritance?
"Now is not the time to open a jar." Only the bee-eater understands what Mikoto Misaka wants to do, "There is more than one enemy, maybe there are more magicians surrounding it now." β
"Then do you have a big red medicine bottle on you?" Mikoto Misaka looked annoyed, "I can't fight with my current injuries, and my body is so weak that I look like an eighty-year-old woman!" β
Eighty years old may be an exaggeration.
But Mikoto Misaka's current problem is indeed that her physical and mental strength are seriously overdrawn.
If she weren't a Thunder Wizard, she might not even be able to move if she changed to a crispy class.
"Take it." Bee Eater Cao Qi threw out a bottle of potion as bright red as sour plum soup, "But don't think that one bottle will recover, your current physical condition is not as useless as ten bottles and eight bottles - at least fifty third-level jars." β
On average, it takes four or five third-level medicine jars to make a bottle of red potion.
If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, the bee-eating exercise would be reluctant to take it out.
Misaka Meiling and Uejo Dangma next to them both looked dazed.
Jar? Red medicine bottles?
A sense of immediacy of a game, the key is to really take a bottle of red pills and grunt and drink.
"Question 2β" Sasha, who was also watching them, keenly spotted the point, "What is the jar?" β
"Of course it isβfound you!" Bee Eater looked sharply in a certain direction, "Don't think you're the only one who has the means to attack from a distance!" β