Straight Death Infinity

That is also a man-made disaster.

The giant sword that hit the ground easily cut the snowfield in half, changing the terrain, and the storm that blew up was mixed with snow, turning into an unprecedented avalanche tide, centered on the orange giant sword. , Like a white tsunami, rushing in all directions.

At this time, you should be grateful.

Fortunately, all the villagers in this area have been evicted.

Otherwise, they will become victims in the face of this natural and man-made disaster, and die inexplicably.

This blow even attracted the attention of countless people.

"That is…!?"

In the direction of the Elizalina Alliance of Independent States, Elizalina, who came out of the office, stood in the chaotic square, looking at the scene where the orange giant sword hit the ground, the expression in her eyes completely changed. for shock.

"Report! Report! An incredible phenomenon was witnessed!"

The pilots of the supersonic bombers in Academy City also witnessed this scene, and picked up the communicators with a hint of fear.

Under such circumstances, the Elizalina Independent States Alliance sent scout troops, and Academy City's fighter jets and bombers also flew in that direction to check the situation.

Of course, the Russian army also approached the past from the ground.

Russia.

Academy City.

Elizalina League of Independent States.

The eyes of the three warring countries all gathered there and began to act.

This is the prelude to the extreme chaos.

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I don't know how long it took before Silence revisited this snowfield.

No.

Not one snowfield, but two.

The originally pure and flawless snowfield was split into two halves under that blow that seemed to break open the world.

With the military base as the center, a deep ravine, like a canyon, sits on top of the snowfield, dividing the snowfield into two halves.

"Crack... crackle..."

The ground is still cracking.

"Bang... bang bang..."

Huge boulders fell from midair one after another, stirring up snowflakes one after another.

"call…"

The aftermath of the storm was still blowing, causing the wind and snow to gradually diffuse.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Not long after, a coughing sound came from a corner of the snow field.

In the pervasive snowstorm, Misaka Mikoto, Shokuhou Misaki, Kamijo Touma, Tsuchimikado Motoharu, and Sasha all knelt or lay down on the snowy ground, panting and coughing continuously while getting up.

"just…"

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, as if a little surprised that they survived.

Then, a group of people saw it.

In front of him and the others, there was a figure standing there.

That's not Silvia.

"Zheng..."

The bright brilliance slowly dimmed, gradually exposing the holy flag fluttering in the air and entering everyone's eyes.

"Hahaha…"

Joan of Arc supported her treasure in front of her, tightly holding the holy flag in her hand, and panting violently in her mouth.

Apparently, Joan of Arc replaced Sylvia at the critical moment just now, and used her own treasure to protect everyone from that blow that seemed to open up the world.

It's just that everyone didn't know the sudden saint in front of them.

"You are…?"

Misaka Mikoto, Shokuhou Misaki, Kamijo Touma, Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Sasha all watched this scene in astonishment.

"Well…"

At this time, Joan's feet softened and she fell towards the ground.

"Small...be careful!"

Misaka Mikoto, Shokuhou Misaki, Kamijou Touma, Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Sasha Qiqi subconsciously spoke out.

However, in order to block the terrible blow just now, Joan of Arc seemed to have exhausted her magic power, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Until someone hugged Joan of Arc.

"Are you okay?"

Fang Li hugged Joan of Arc and asked briefly.

"No...it's okay..."

Joan of Arc said so, but the fatigue in her voice was obvious.

Fang Li had no choice but to take out the potion that could restore magic power and restore physical strength from the goblin's cloth bag, and let Joan take it.

During this process, Fang Li's gaze was fixed on the front.

In the eyes, a trace of coldness and a trace of solemnity were revealed at the same time.

In such a situation, that defiant voice sounded again.

"Have you blocked the blow just now? This is a bit surprising."

Saying this, in the wind and snow ahead, a familiar figure walked over like a stroll in the garden.

Just like before at Buckingham Palace in England.

Just like when facing Fang Li.

The last person in the God's Right Seat, the culprit who caused the Third World War, slowly appeared as if stepping into his own playground.

"My lord's "Sacred Right" can adjust its strength depending on the strength of the enemy. Logically speaking, the winner can be determined at the moment of an attack. The power of "absolutely crushing" should be used to wipe out everything. How did he block this blow?Can you tell me? "

Youfangzhihuo said these words with great interest.

That way, it's like a sudden interest in a toy that hasn't been broken, which makes people feel that the other party doesn't care about anything other than themselves.

But the fire on the right is also right.

In terms of the nature of its power, originally, there should be no defense that can resist his attack.

But Joan's Noble Phantasm is the type that turns her extraordinary anti-magic power into physical defense.

Although Joan's anti-magic power does not apply to the mysteries of the church, and it does not have much effect on the "Holy Right" that performs various miracles of Christianity, but in this regard, Joan But relying on Silvia's extraordinary INT (mystery) to overcome it.

In other words, at the cost of exhausting all her own magic power, Joan evaporated all her magic power, increasing the effect of the treasure.

Coupled with the fact that Joan herself has many equipments worn by Silvia, as well as the bonuses of her title and profession, she finally blocked that blow.

These, the right side of the fire do not know.

Fang Li, there is also no need to explain.

"Are you really in Russia?"

Looking at the Huo on the Right who was walking in the garden, Fang Li said such a sentence indifferently as if he was suppressing all his emotions.

Regarding this, Youfang Zhihuo smiled indifferently.

"Didn't you just come after me? You should really want to see me appear on the stage, right?"

Those remarks were still as self-centered as before.

Although it is not as disgusting as Regulus, but the fire on the right also does not see anyone other than himself.

Just like the water behind said, this person is fundamentally different from the rest of God's Right Seat.

It was precisely because of this that Fang Li looked directly at the other party and smiled.

"A guy like you actually ran out to greet us before we invaded the base. It seems that there are some secrets in that base."

Fang Li let Joan of Arc, who had recovered a little, retreat to the back, while he moved forward slowly.

"Snapped…"

The pure white sword fell into Fang Li's hands.

Then, Fang Li said such a sentence.

"If I destroy that base, will you be able to put away that disgusting hypocrisy?"

Hearing this, the leisurely smile on Youfangzhihuo's face disappeared bit by bit.

An unusual sense of oppression emanated from his body.

"If you can do it, then just try it."

Zhihuo on the right responded with such an expressionless expression.

Fang Li stopped in front of such a fire from the right.

The gaze meets the other party.

Recalling the fact that the man in front of him snatched Index from his hands in England, Fang Li took a deep breath and uttered calm words.

"Where's Index?"

Facing Fang Li's question, Youfangzhihuo just spread his hands.