Script (Part I)
"Don't look directly at your eyes, you'll burn your retina!"
Huang Quanchuan ordered loudly.
Burning out the retina?
Looking directly at the 4,000 degrees Celsius area, it is natural for the retina to be damaged without adequate protection.
The principle is the same as that of electric furnace steelmaking, and the arc zone can produce a high temperature of more than 4,000 degrees, which is enough to melt all metals.
Mikoto Misaka is using this method to generate high temperatures, and she has to disintegrate the surface layer of the monster layer by layer.
Sure enough, there was no recovery.
When the association is severed, there is no personal reality to gain support from the AIM proliferation position. Well, the supplements are not endless.
But even so, the weirdness of fantasy did not stop the activity because of this. Part of it is twisted into two arms.
"Be careful! Common sense of ordinary creatures does not apply! ”
Haruo Muyama immediately reminded.
Just as she finished speaking, an arc of light slashed her head, evaporating one of her arms.
In this process, Mikoto Misaka just moved a thought.
"I don't know how much you know about high-level abilities, but Mr. Kiyama, underestimating her too much will make her angry."
(Could it be that she didn't do her best when she fought me?) )
"Nothing can be faster than electric light, so if Misaka-san's will to do so, you can't be her match at all."
Ji Yanbi said as she slowly stepped forward. The other arm seemed to notice her move, but when Mikoto Misaka turned her gaze, she waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need help.
"Then again, this kind of piled up can be called a monster?"
I can't tell who I'm talking to, and I don't feel like I'm talking to myself. She stroked her long hair and pinched a strand of hair between her two fingers.
She blew a light blow on her hair as the arm reached for her.
"The so-called monsters, at least to this extent."
The strands of hair that flutter in the wind are one-dimensional threads, but in the process of flying, they are unfolded into a two-dimensional face. Immediately afterward, the side quickly bent again, turning into a three-dimensional mouth.
What is this? Nobody can tell. The mouth floated to the twisted arm with a smile on its face, opening abruptly and biting it.
It's like a predator has captured its prey, and this mouth curved from a two-dimensional face bites and chews one bite at a time. Ate the whole arm bit by bit.
It may seem slow, but it only lasted less than two seconds. A huge arm was eaten by a cephalic life. The mouth that had eaten its huge arm even curled the corners of its mouth into a strange smile. Then it unfolds into a face, shrinks into a thread, and returns to the shape of a hair.
Neither Mikoto nor Dome noticed the scene, but those who did, were all speechless. They can swear that this is the strangest sight they have ever seen in their lives. Although the school city has always been the base camp of all kinds of strange abilities,But the scene just now even exceeded the limit of what their psychology could accept,People can't help but feel a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts.。
It was, as she put it, something that could only be described by the word "monster". Compared to it, the weirdness of this fantasy is simply too ordinary.
Perhaps, this is the effect that Yan Bi wants, and it is not known. Although the meaning is unknown.
But if that's really what she wants to do, then at least on one person, she's miscalculated.
"It's a nasty thing for you to come up with this kind of thing. Or are you a long time with those bastards and have a lot of problems? ”
Huang Quanchuan stepped forward with a shield and a pair of strong light protective goggles.
"Teacher Huang Quanchuan, won't you leave for a while?"
Yan Bi was a little puzzled. She felt that Huang Quanchuan should know that the mountain guards basically couldn't help in this matter. In that case, why deliberately put yourself in danger? Isn't that completely pointless?
"No kidding, since you call me a teacher, you should know." Huang Quanchuan put his shield on the ground, "Although I should have the wrong medicine, how can I stand behind the students as a teacher?" ”
As if to confirm her words, the guards who had changed into protective glasses stepped forward together, using their shields to cross the danger zone.
Although it is true that they can't do anything, they themselves know it. But this kind of knowing does not affect their obligation in the slightest.
Why? What exactly makes them like this?
The answer, in fact, Huang Quanchuan has already said -
As a teacher, how can there be a reason to hide behind the students?
It's that simple, yet shocking.
"Listen up! Whether they succeed or not, we have to keep them safe, you see? ”
"Understood!"
Even the commands and answers are so simple that they don't need any superfluous words. It's as if this is a completely natural, irrefutable truth.
Yanbi moved her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything.
She simply bent down deeply to express her highest respect to these teachers in the same simple and sincere way.
"It's better for you to retreat to a safe place first. You shouldn't have to take any chances. ”
Huang Quanchuan said to her.
Normally, this is true, but it is a little different.
"Even if you say so......"
She narrowed her eyes and stared directly at the hot area. Even without protection, the glare wouldn't have much of an impact on her. She can change her body by her own will, and her eyeballs are naturally included.
She was watching because she needed to wait for an opportunity.
An opportunity for her to make a move.
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Under the high temperature, the strange surface layer is peeled away layer by layer. It's quite strange that the inside of the huge monster seems to be empty.
Just like a map of a 3D model, the inner layer is completely hollow. However, it is also unknown that there may be a clear liquid filled inside. At least, it doesn't really feel that hollow.
But that's not the point, the point is in the center of the hollow.
There's a triangular column-like thing floating and spinning. The sides of the triangular pillars seem to be covered with latticework, and it seems to be changing at any time. Moreover, it seems to have an active reaction to changes in the outside world, changing color slightly every time the arc flashes.
"That's what it is...... Core? ”
Although I had heard that there should be something like a core that would function like a projector, I had imagined so many possible shapes, but I never imagined that it would be so simple and full of mathematics.
Of course, it doesn't really matter what it is.
Mikoto Misaka flexes her fingers and clasps the coin to her fingertips.
Could it be that this core is in the stage of being constantly observed, and its form should be fixed? Can it be touched by direct contact?
It's easy to be suspicious, but that's all we can hope for now.
She chose to believe in this possibility only because it came from her friend.
The light from heaven became power in her hands, and it was not far from the scene described in the myth. The only difference is that the one who rules the thunder is no longer a mythical god.
The triangular prism is no more than 5 centimeters high. At this distance, it is difficult to ensure the accuracy of shelling such a small object, even with a high-precision corrected electromagnetic gun. But if you get closer to the past, God knows what will happen. So, you have to aim very carefully.
Close one eye to minimize possible distractions......
“!”
In the line of sight, a black light actually appeared?
He rubbed his eyes and opened them again.
Wrong! That's not the light!
What is that?
In the weirdness, something black pierced out. At first it was just one, but then it was a second, and then a third, and then a fourth.
Turning page by page like a book, tearing the weird layer by layer from the inside out.
Mai Trin's movements froze, and everyone was at a loss.
What is it?
No!
Who's that?
The pages of the book are turned one by one, surrounding the triangular columns. If you look closely, doesn't the page look like a hand?
Yes, like a hand, that's a hand.
From the eerie interior, a hand was indeed stretched out.
The hand was closed under the gaze of everyone, and the triangular pillar was firmly held in the hand. At this moment, the strange object also flew away little by little from the inside out.
In the hollow of the strange object, a figure gradually appeared. The triangular pillar was held in her hand, and everything was like a script that had been rehearsed a long time ago.
Before you know it, the stopped time starts to run again. But at this time, no one made any moves, as if time had really stopped for them. Everyone remained eerily quiet, motionless.
The huge strange object was still losing its form little by little, but the figure in the hollow remained in its last position, never moving.
Everyone knew what was going on, but everyone didn't seem to know what to say.
"Isn't that what you're for?" Mikoto Misaka glared angrily, it was the first time she had such a pronounced disgust for this man. "Sister Salt!"
The strange object had completely turned into ashes, and only the girl in it remained. It's like the Cheshire cat left only its smile at the end.
“……”
The girl shook her head with a lonely look and laughed softly. Her long hair spread out completely behind her, like a pair of giant wings holding up her body.
"If you only act according to the script, it may not be the truth."
She replied with only these words.
Whether it's Qiongnai, Mikoto, or even Huangquanchuan. All of them are just actors on stage. The real script, in fact, has always been in the hands of one person.
When the curtain falls, and the stage and actors lose all their meaning, the playwright will come to the forefront.
As she says, she's the real monster.
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