To put it simply, Yang Xi doesn't want to disrupt the development of this world. After all, he is a guardian, not a traverser.

If the world is disturbed by the traverser beforehand, he doesn't mind messing around as he pleases

But Yang Xi ignored one point, that is, Mikoto Misaka, who had crossed over, was not only repatriated by him after erasing the memories after the crossing, but also received the gift of his strength, and the course of this world has changed. It's just that he didn't want to admit this fact in his heart, so he chose to ignore it.

At this time, Feng Slash Binghua said tremblingly: "Excuse me, although I don't understand what is going on, is there no option for me to help by the side?" ”

"Nope!"

Except for Yang Xi who did not express his position, the bee-eater Cao Qi and Misaka Mikoto answered in unison. Wind Slash hung his head in frustration.

Bang! The entire underground mall shook violently again.

But unlike just now, the impact seems to be very close. At the far end of the dimly lit passageway, there seemed to be a faint sound of gunshot-like explosions, as well as roars and screams.

"Oh, it seems that the other party can't wait and plans to attack."

The students gathered around the partition wall heard the sound of fighting in the distance and fell into a commotion again. Even if they have special abilities, they are just a group of students after all. In order to stay out of danger as much as possible, they huddled together and ran forward, but because the red light of the emergency lights was so faint, one fell and the others fell like dominoes.

In this place, where dozens of people gathered, if there was a battle, there would be victims.

Yang Xi, who didn't want to fight it, planned to use his spatial ability to transfer everyone trapped in the underground street out together, but unexpectedly, Mikoto Misaka resolutely said that he wanted to stay.

"As a member of the school city, I can't stand terrorists hurting anyone in this city, not to mention that we're still the target of the other party, if we can't solve the problem fundamentally, even if we dodge it this time, then what about next time? Will more people be implicated? ”

"That's it. I agree with Mai Trin's decision. ”

The bee-eater also stood up to show his attitude.

"I can't help it. Well, let's go meet the terrorists for a while and see what they're capable of! ”

On the battlefield filled with gunfire and gunsmoke, Shirley. Cromwell walked gracefully.

A stone statue stood in front of her, like a giant shield. The stone statue is shaped like clay by mixing tiles, signboards and pillars in the underground mall, and is nearly four meters high. It was so tall that the head of the statue could only be tilted against the ceiling.

She wields white oil crayons in the air. The lines drawn by Bi turned into commands, instructing the huge stone statue to move forward.

Ahead of Shirley was a group of guards in dark black armor suits. These people piled up tables, sofas, and other objects in a nearby café on the passageway to create barricades. Poking his head out from above the barricade, he kept shooting at the statue. In order not to create a gap between magazines, groups of three people were used, and when one group was changing magazines, the other groups would shoot, just like Oda Nobunaga's musket team.

(The intensity is passable, but it's not classy.) ）

Shirley made such an assessment with great interest.

Due to the narrow passage of the underground mall, the stone statue Golem Ellis blocked the passage entirely, like a moving wall. Not a single bullet could hit Shirley, who was behind.

Hundreds of bullets hit Alice, but they couldn't do fatal damage. Although Alice's hands and feet were cratred by bullets, she could suck the tiles on nearby walls like magnets to her body, automatically repairing the broken parts.

Bite! A subtle metallic sound sounded.

A guard who couldn't hold his breath. The safety sheath of the grenade was unplugged. In order to damage Shirley behind the statue, he tries to throw a grenade through the gap between the statue's feet.

"Alice!"

A moment ago, Shirley raised an oil crayon and swiped it in the air.

The stone statue raised its feet and stepped on the ground. There was a loud bang, and the floor of the entire underground street shook like a boat in a huge wave. At this time, the guard was about to throw the grenade out, and was shocked by such a preemptive sound. The grenade, which had lost its safety sheath, slipped from his hand and fell to his feet.

Bellow.

Then, there was an explosion.

Blood splattered. This type of grenade did not rely on the power of the explosion, but injured people by fragments, so the barricade was not blown away. Through the barricades, the smell of blood wafted. The man who was lucky enough to pick up a life from the razor-sharp debris storm also jumped outside the barricade in order to escape for his life.

The vast majority of the guards let go of their rifles from the impact of the explosion.

Swish! The oil crayons tore through the air as if they were drawing a knife.

A dark shadow appeared above the guards' heads. Ellis raised her arm like a heavy construction machine.

The guards hurriedly pulled out their pistols for preparation, but it was too late.

With such a weak weapon, there is no way to stop the stone statue

Turning the corner of the passage of the underground street, Mikoto Misaka and Kazesaki Binghua couldn't help but cover their mouths with their hands because of what was happening in front of them.

Bee-eating Cao Qi may be because she has seen similar scenes, her psychological resistance to pressure is relatively strong, and she has no special appearance, but her frowning brows indicate that she is not at peace in her heart.

There was no one fighting in front of them, and no gunfire or roars could be heard. Only a wounded, twisted, torn human body leaned against a pillar or wall. This is not the front line, but something like a field hospital. The defeated and fleeing warriors retreated here to temporarily bandage their wounds.

These people are guards.

There were almost twenty people.

Everyone's injuries were so severe that it was hard to imagine what kind of monster their opponent was. OK bandages, bandages are no longer useful here. The act of medical treatment here is like taking a needle and thread to sew up a hole in a burlap bag.

The people responsible for maintaining the security of the school city are as fragile as the army in the monster movie.

But even so, they had no intention of retreating.

People who can still move are trying to move tables and chairs from nearby stores and try to erect barricades. No, whether the body can move or not is not the point at all. At this point, the time to check whether the body can move or not has already passed.

These people didn't just see the land.

They have the determination to accomplish their mission even if they die.

Although these people are professionally trained, they are only "teachers" - that is, teachers in schools. No one forced them to do it, and they weren't paid particularly well. On the whole, they have no reason to gamble for their lives. They are not regular police officers who pass the guò national civil service examination. Even if they fled to save their lives, no one could blame them.

But they didn't

No matter how much professional training they have, they are still "school teachers" at heart. Their behavior is similar to patrolling the evening commute route to protect the children's safety.

But because of this, they are well aware.

They are not forced by anyone to act in their actions, so once they lose to the cowardice of their hearts, they will immediately give in. And who will be harmed as a result of submission?

From the very beginning, the system adopted by the members of the Discipline Inspection Commission was not a recommendation or a solicitation, but a voluntary participation.

That being the case, the answer is simple.

These people had gathered here voluntarily to protect the children, not commissioned by anyone.

At this moment, Yang Xi's heart was shocked.

As a fellow teacher, I obviously have the ability, but I chose to escape because I was afraid of trouble, but I let the danger to this group of weak people.

Who is the strongest? Who's the weak?

It was only then that Yang Xi realized that he had been evading since his power was sealed.

Why?

Obviously, when he has no power, he dares to sign a contract with the world to go to an unknown world to find the woman he loves, but after he has power, he becomes a little unscrupulous. However, when the power is lost, it seems to be timid.

When did it really start when I became less and less like myself?

Although there is always a day for growth, there is always a day for change.

However, if even your own heart has completely changed, is you still yourself?

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xi summoned the Night Heaven Demon Guide Book and used a wide range of healing magic to restore all these injured guards.

Seeing that although they were surprised, they all looked at him with grateful eyes, Yang Xi found that the suppressed feelings in his heart were much soothed. The whole person seems extraordinarily relaxed.

"Let's go, for the guy who caused this commotion, pack up early and go back to rest early."

Yang Xi's attitude completely changed one hundred and eighty degrees from his previous reluctance, which made Mikoto Misaka scratch her head. However, the bee-eating Cao Qi felt that Yang Xi's temperament had changed, and understood that he had figured out some problems, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

What no one noticed was that the Wind Slashing Binghua, who had a very low sense of storage, was shining with joy the moment Yang Xi took out the Night Heaven Demon Guide Book.

It's like when a child who is lost outside feels dazed and helpless, he suddenly finds himself unconsciously at the door of the house.

Seeing a man and three women who looked like students walking towards the front of the passage, the guards who had recovered hurriedly stepped forward to stop them. Even if these students have extraordinary abilities, as a teacher, they can't watch the children they should protect go to war.

However, they were just about to get up when they were suppressed by a powerful force and were unable to move.

Turning around, Yang Xi smiled, "Don't worry, don't look at me like this, I am also a teacher, and I also have a responsibility to protect students." As for the two Level 5s of Tokiwadai Junior High School, they still have the power to protect themselves when facing terrorists. Let's just give them some knowledge. ”

After speaking, under the gaze of the guards, Yang Xi and the four of them walked towards the dark passage. (To be continued......)