Zongman started from grabbing girls with Wuhe Shidao

"Yes, protection. Even if 'that thing' has some morals and conscience, it shouldn't be able to withstand torture and drug torture, right? Don't you feel heartache when you think of such a girl falling into the hands of those bad guys?"

"..."

Somewhere in Kamijou's body began to tremble violently.

It's not just pure anger.Goosebumps even appeared on Kamijou's arms.The man in front of him completely believes that only he is right, and he lives in a life where he can't see his mistakes at all.Looking at such a man, Kamijou felt as if he had jumped into a bathtub filled with tens of thousands of slugs, and nausea swept his body.

A term came to Kamijou's mind: religious fanatics.

These people actually hurt others for some baseless "delusions", which made his anger peak.

"You bastard—!"

As if to respond to his anger, Kamijou felt his right hand start to heat up.

The feet, which could not move even half a step, now moved faster than his head thought.The bulky body made of flesh and blood flew towards the magician like a cannonball. His right hand was clenched tightly, almost crushing five fingers.

Kamijou's right hand was useless at all.There is no way to take down bad boys or increase test scores, and there is no way to use it to pick up girls.

But Kamijou's right hand is very useful.At least you can still flatten the bastard in front of you.

"My name is Steele Magnus. But at times like this, maybe I should call myself Fo

tiS93l..."

The magician was not moved at all, just smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, shaking the cigarette.

Then the magician seemed to whisper something in his mouth, and then explained to Kamijou with an expression as if he was about to introduce his beloved black cat:

"This is my magic name. I don't think you may have heard of magic names? I don't know why, but we mages are forbidden to use our real names when we use magic. This is just a tradition handed down from the past, so I also I don't know why..."

The distance between the two sides was about fifteen meters.

In just three steps, Kamijou Touma shortened the distance between the two sides by half.

"'Fo

i

The word s' is translated into Japanese as 'strong'.But the etymology is not important, the important thing is that among us magicians, calling out the name of magic not only means that we will use magic, but also means..."

Kamijou Touma took two more steps in the corridor at a very fast speed.

But the magician's smile still did not disappear.Perhaps for him, Kamijou wasn't enough to make him hold back his smile.

"...The name of killing."

Magician Stiyl Magnus took off the cigarette from his mouth, and flicked it aside with his fingers.

The cigarette flew out horizontally with sparks, over the metal handrail, and hit the wall of the building next door.

An orange line followed the cigarette, hitting the wall and sparking.

"Ke

az (flame)──”

After Steele chanted the spell in a low voice, the orange lines exploded with a bang.

It was as if the fire hose was filled with gasoline and then ignited, and a straight line of flame sword appeared.

The paint on the walls was gradually charred, like burning a photo with a lighter.

You don't need to touch it, just looking at it with your eyes will give you the illusion that your eyes will be burnt, so Kamijou can't help but stop, and raise your hands to protect your face.

Kamijou's feet seemed to be nailed to the floor.

A question flashed through his mind.

"Fantasy Killer" claims to be able to eliminate any "supernatural power".Even Misaka Mikoto, a level 5 psychic, could not escape the fate of being wiped out, with a super-railgun that even a nuclear shelter might not be able to stop.

However, an important question is...

Kamijou has never seen any "supernatural powers" other than "superpowers".

That is, not actually tested.

What about magic?For the mysterious power of "magic", can Kamijou's right hand really work?

"──Pu

isaz Naupiz Gebo (Gift of Pain to Giants)! "

Kamijou, who protected his face with both hands, faced the smiling magician.

Stiyl Magnus smiled, and swung the scorching flame sword horizontally towards Kamijou Touma.

The moment it touched Kamijou, the flaming sword lost its form, and everything around it exploded like a volcanic eruption.

Heat waves, flashes of light, explosions, and black smoke are everywhere.

"Is it going too far?" the magician muttered to himself.

Looking at the scene in front of him that seemed to have been bombed just now, Stiyl stretched out his hand and scratched his head.Beforehand, he had roughly confirmed it.

Because today is the first day of summer vacation, and this is the dormitory for boys, almost all the people who live here have gone out to play.But if there are so few friends who are locked in the dormitory without going out, it will be a bit troublesome.

The sight in front of him was completely obscured by black smoke and flames.

However, there was no need to confirm Kamijou's life or death with eyes.The blow just now was a flame hell at [-] degrees Celsius. Human flesh will "melt" before "burning" when it encounters a high temperature of more than [-] degrees.The fate of the man in front of him must be the same as that metal handrail that melted into maltose, like a large piece of chewing gum that someone spit on the wall of a student dormitory, and it can no longer be separated from the wall.

Stiyl breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "Fortunately, he was deliberately provoked and let him leave Index's side just now. If he used the seriously injured Index as a shield just now, things would have been much more troublesome."

...Speaking of which, there is no way to recover Index now.

Steele sighed.Even Stiyl couldn't pass through the wall of flames in front of him and walk to Index.

If there are stairs on the other side, of course it can be bypassed, but during the long detour, if Index is caught in the flames, then everything will be over.

Stiles shook his head helplessly.Then, he tried to see through the center of the thick smoke again and said: "Thank you for your hard work, you failed. It seems that with your level, you can't beat me a thousand times."

"You said... who can't beat you?"

The voice from the flame hell made the magician froze for a moment.

With a bang, a vortex appeared, rolling up the surrounding flames and black smoke.

It was as if a tornado suddenly appeared in the middle of the flames and black smoke.