Lost Narrative Poetry

"stop!"

Although Terestina was driving very fast, because the truth about her "rebirth" was not known to outsiders, it was impossible for Misaka Mikoto to easily believe her. After all, it was in the process of persuasion. It took some time.

At this moment, the brown-haired girl thought of what Xia Ran said once, and thought that maybe she could believe it. This woman who was said to have changed her mind and become a new person would follow her into the car and rush towards the research institute.

But even so, I still couldn’t catch up—

When they rushed into the entrance of the institute, what they saw was a messy and dilapidated hall. Broken and messy tables and chairs fell to the ground. The originally solid walls, doors and the ground also appeared as if they were hit by missiles. Incomprehensible signs like a dense bombardment.

What's more, they happened to see it...

The moment when the right hand of the spiky-headed boy who was cornered by the wall was completely severed from his shoulder.

"Touma!" Index screamed, and her monk's uniform was suddenly splashed with bright red blood.

Kamijou Touma's right arm drew a trail of blood, and the neat cut surface dragged blood beads strung into a chain, drawing a small and bright red trail in mid-air.

The right fire that caused all this gently stretched out a hand, like iron filings being attracted by a magnet, and the entire bloody right arm, which had been cut off by its roots, was caught in his hand.

The next moment, the violent thunder was like a meteor piercing the sky, like a spear of divine punishment thrown by the gods, and it went straight towards the red man with extremely fierce force!

However, the fire on the right remained motionless. The ferocious giant hand that appeared in the air behind his right shoulder just gently raised a finger, as if it was a brain-cracking movement, and followed closely. What followed was a violent flash!

Loud bang!

The air waves surged outwards in circles, sending Kamijou Touma and Index flying away.

"Got……"

The Fire on the Right breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at the little nun again, frowned, and finally gave up on an idea in his heart. After all, Fantasy Killer was easy to handle, and the knowledge of the magic book in the Forbidden Book Index was in his mind. But it cannot be extracted in a short while.

Don't say anything else, he doesn't have the time now.

——Even without looking at the confrontation taking place in the "heaven", the fire on the right knows that God's final day of judgment may come at any time, and that there are huge waves of information moving and colliding with each other in the void. It is a powerful confrontation that goes beyond the level of magic, magic and even miracles.

You can't delay any longer. If you don't do it right, if you delay for another minute or two, the end of the world will really come.

The Fire on the Right knew this very well, so he resisted a certain impulse in his heart and took a deep look at Index... Anyway, let's let the Index of Forbidden Books go for now! She won't run anywhere anyway. After this incident is resolved, she can slowly plot the great power to save the world!

Anyway, I've got Fantasy Killer now, so I don't have to worry too much.

Next, as long as you get the wisdom of one hundred and three thousand magic books, you will be able to perfectly control the power of the divine right in your body that is enough to save the world!

The fire on the right curled his lips happily and said nothing more.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

I didn't see him doing anything. The severed arm he held in his hand was like a balloon filled with water being punctured. The entire severed right hand suddenly exploded, and the flesh, flesh, tissue and nerves burst open. The blood vessels are broken down perfectly.

From skin to muscles, from bones to nerves, all tissues were peeled off one by one. The entire arm seemed to be quickly and thoroughly dissected under the operation of a superb scalpel that could not be seen in the void. Nothing is wasted.

The scene was so bloody that several little girls couldn't help but clench their teeth for a while. Even Shirai Kuroko, the well-informed member of the discipline committee, changed his face and felt his stomach twitching, and he felt like wanting to The urge to retching.

The man with the red figure didn't dislike it at all. The flesh and blood that had been decomposed to the extreme was swallowed up by the "third hand" that appeared in the air near his right shoulder without wasting it at all.

The next moment, Right Fire frowned, his face showed a hint of pain and ferocity, and his body even started to shake.

Not just his heart, but his whole body began to contract, centered on the "third hand". This was a reaction and proof that the power residing in the center of his body was moving greatly toward the "third hand" that had gained flesh and blood.

It's just... Although the flesh and blood of Kamijou Touma's right arm has been perfectly integrated, the power of "Fantasy Killer" is having a natural deletion effect on the fire on the right, constantly erasing it from the source, offsetting the " The power of the Divine Right.

In order not to be completely killed by the power of "Fantasy Killer", the power sleeping in the body of the right fire is constantly releasing more energy to fight against it. This is also its consistent characteristic. , that is, adjusting itself according to the strength of the enemy.

"Hahahahaha..."

Despite the pain, the fire on the right endured the pain, and actually laughed out loud with joy. He manipulated his "third hand" and confirmed that it was different from before, it was already ugly and shaky. Akira's half-hearted look turned into a clear entity.

After getting this rare right hand, the power of the "Holy Right" in his body was finally able to be fully unleashed!

The power to save the world.

Fabulous central power.

An existence worthy of "God".

A huge force that can cause a planet to shatter, dissipate, and turn into ashes if necessary!

The only remaining shortcoming is that his "third hand" is still not stable enough. At present, it has only solved the problem of the upper limit of the output, but the problem of the number of uses has not been solved. This needs to rely on the knowledge of the Index of Forbidden Books.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have the time anymore.

Glancing at Index again, the right fire turned and left without hesitation, disappearing into the air almost in the blink of an eye!

He has to rush back now, and make a grand appearance like a true mythological hero and religious saint, to rescue his companions who are trapped in a bitter battle, and at the same time, he has to use decisive power to save the world in a real sense!

"..."

"..."

The air was briefly quiet for a moment.

"Touma! Cheer up..."

It was Index's crying voice that woke up Misaka Mikoto and others. The little nun knelt on the ground, looking at the young man's miserable condition at a loss. Tears kept flowing down, but she didn't know what to do. She was normal In this state, even magic cannot be used.

Kamijou Touma's consciousness went blank the moment his right hand was cut off. He fell to the ground sluggishly. The severe pain that exceeded the upper limit of his endurance was a fear he had never experienced before. No matter how tragic or bad it was in the past, , his injuries are far from reaching this level.

Injuries such as fractures are not uncommon, but they are not commonplace. They are more likely to be skin injuries.

But now...

His entire arm was severed at the shoulder!

"What should I do, what should I do...Kuroko, can you deal with this injury..." Misaka Mikoto ran over in a hurry, but she was also at a loss and subconsciously asked for help from her schoolmate on the Discipline Committee.

"I, I don't know how to do this..." Shirai Kuroko was also panicked. Out of her professionalism, she naturally learned some temporary first aid knowledge, but how could those temporary first aid tricks be used in this kind of timely delivery to the operating room? He may not be able to come back immediately. The doctor will shake his head desperately when he sees the injury!

The best thing to do right now is to send him directly to the hospital, but there is thunder and lightning and violent storms outside, and the entire city's skills are paralyzed. This point can be passed directly.

It seemed that the situation was really desperate. They could only watch the Kamijou boy die?

"I'll come! There must be necessary instruments and medicines in the institute. I can perform a temporary operation, but I need your help..."

Terestina hurried forward, checked the situation of the spiky-headed boy, and said loudly, very decisive and capable of taking action.

"No, no need... I can still do it..." Kamijou Touma squeezed out these words from his twitching lips, struggling to stand up.

"Are you kidding me? Now..." Misaka Mikoto yelled angrily, but she couldn't continue speaking until she was halfway through her words. She stared blankly at what was happening in front of her.

The boy whose cheeks were stained red by his own blood just lowered his head. The arm that was cut off at the shoulder no longer spurted blood, but on the contrary, there seemed to be something that was difficult to see with the naked eye, but could be clearly sensed. The whirlpool of power gathering into its existence gathers there.

Then……

Several girls watched helplessly.

A new arm just grew there again!

To be honest, this scene is even more touching than the previous gory ones. It is no longer the type of bloody curiosity, but can make people lose their sanity.

"Let's go there quickly... we can't let that bastard succeed!" Kamijou Touma couldn't care about it anymore. He stood up. His body was swaying, not sure whether it was due to excessive blood loss or the residual effects of severe pain. A few times.

That red bastard cut off his right hand and took it away... What exactly did he want to do? Kamijou Touma simply didn't dare to think, he was scared, and just thinking about it for a moment made him tremble with fear.

There is no way to suppress it.

The words the director said to himself a few days ago came to mind with a trembling feeling... Could it be that the director had anticipated today?

But……

But Kamijou Touma couldn't accept it, and he couldn't even accept that it was him who caused all this!

…

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"It is the supreme creation that no one knows, no one can reach... The longing of this body is the original majesty..."

In School District 23, on the top of the Tower of Chaos that towered as high as the clouds and the sky, Xia Ran closed his eyes slightly, exhaled softly, and murmured to himself, then he revealed a very There is a strange smile, which seems to be a bit expectant and a bit bitter.

Finally got to this point...

There's only one last step left and it's almost done...

But he suddenly felt that all of this was a little unreal, and he felt an inexplicable resistance. It didn't mean that he began to doubt and deny the goals he had been working hard for, but he felt more uneasy and uneasy, as if he was about to step out of the ivory tower. s student.

He closed his eyes and remained silent, looking quiet and lonely at this moment.

The wind is shrill...

Thunder roars...

The loud noise is like an apocalyptic storm that is about to tear the entire world apart...

All of this seemed to suddenly leave him at this moment. He seemed to be unable to hear anything clearly. A pair of arms gently pressed his shoulders from behind, and it seemed that a soft and graceful body was pressing against him. On his back, a breathy whisper came from his ear:

"You've come this far, but you can't give up. Retreating won't help. Only a destined ending can make Him look away from you..."

"..."

"..."

"Yes..." The magician nodded slowly in agreement and murmured to himself, as if to strengthen his determination.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only a kind of indifference left in him, as if he had finally reached the end, and everything that had just happened was like an illusion. The moment he opened his eyes, everything returned to coldness. reality.

He stood alone on the top of the tower, surrounded by boundless clouds of chaos. Great and terrifying thunder and lightning roared along with the storm. The furious power of nature was stirring and released unscrupulously, but there was no way to shake it. The tower is nothing.

First he glanced at the huge Holy Cross in the outer space, and then glanced at the chaotic city under the tower intentionally or unintentionally. At the moment when he had a premonition that "King Solomon" was defeated by the sudden huge force and retreated, Xia Ran finally had the idea. action.

He broke the stalemate that had been deliberately maintained before and ended the tug-of-war straightforwardly.

He deliberately maintained the confrontation before, neither letting the Day of Judgment come directly nor winning directly, because he had to give the actors on the stage sufficient preparation time. If he performed too strongly and made people desperate, then the plan would be reversed. It can't go on anymore.

Ever since——

Just like that, silently, the huge Holy Cross in outer space, which was bigger than the planet itself, was completely erased from the magician's thoughts and disappeared from the cause and effect of the entire universe.

"Do as he does until he behaves like you, so that others can't tell the difference between you and him..."

At the same time, on countless timelines, the ancient snake with seven heads and ten horns entrenched upstream made a loud sound, dragging one-third of the tail of the stars in the sky and raising it high, intending to crush it with one strike, superimposed on the physical Many magical aspects in the universe.

Even though they are aiming at the religious aspect of the Cross, under such unparalleled power, how can the eggs be completed under the crowd?

The universe is single, and the many magical phases are layers of different filters, overlapping each other... This composition determines that Xia Ran will not go to great lengths to only find the phases of the Cross Cult. Come and crush.

This is not the time to use the skill of beating an ox across a mountain, slapping the tofu with your palm without breaking it, but the stone slab underneath the tofu is shattered...

"Asshole! Stop it! Stop it!!"

Roaring from the depths of his throat, he just rushed back and used his unsettled "third hand" to make a surprise attack, defeating the fire on the right side of "King Solomon". He waved this sacred power angrily, causing the planet to shatter and dissipate the terror. The power blasted directly towards the tower in front.

The high-pressure air wall spreads out with the momentum and speed of a nuclear explosion shock wave, blowing back the raindrops that have not yet hit the ground, and completely smashing the strong wind!

Like the hand of a giant sweeping across the earth, with one blow, even the Tower of Chaos named "Babel" will surely fall apart like building blocks!

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

The ancient snake vision entangled in the Tower of Chaos lowered its head, its huge red eyes as cold as a god aloft, calmly overlooking the tiny ants on the ground, and the corresponding magician on the tower snorted coldly, and also waved out palm.

next moment!

The whole world seemed to be quiet for a moment.

The clouds were broken through, and the wave of destruction was blown away, like a hurricane sweeping through and destroying everything in front of it. The entire 23rd School District was razed to the ground almost in an instant, and the only building still standing was the towering The spire reaches into the clouds.

but……

It was also shaken, producing a noticeable sway.

"how……"

The magician's brows frowned for a moment, as if he had not expected this development. At the same time, the red figure that was not buried in the ruins laughed wildly: "You know the power of this uncle, you have gathered it." The power of the "right side" of various miracles of Christianity! The ultimate power reproduced from all the myths of Christianity! "

"..."

"..."

"Foolish, since you don't know, I can teach you and others here -" After a brief silence, the magician on the tower said indifferently. "You are just an agent of mere miracles, how can you disobey the real God!"

"Welcome to my seat! Let you have a look. "

He gently stretched out a finger:

"——Trinity·Omniscient and Almighty!"

Like the Creator who stretches out his fingers in Michelangelo's famous painting "Genesis", a divine spark is born in an instant.

At this moment, including the fire on the right, not only his eyes widened in shock, but all living things in the world, everything in the world, everything, all tangible and intangible phenomena seemed to be reshaped. ,create.

1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

1:2 The earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep; and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.