Temperature Control in Academy City

Although the cosmic elevator is the starting point of the halo, it is ultimately located inside a building. This huge elevator still blocks a large amount of cold light from entering.

However, if you enter the elevator track and head into outer space, you will be exposed to the strongest cold light.

Chapter 289 Space Station in the Universe

The interior of Endymion is much larger than expected.

The actual building area of ​​just the first floor closest to the ground is more than one-third of the school garden.

The walls of the space elevator do not use the conventional structure of concrete and steel bars. Instead, they are made of light alloy building materials as the main body of the building and covered with a high-strength glass material.

This also means that when you look outside the wall from any height of the space elevator, you can have a clear view of the scenery below.

However, this seemingly transparent glass effectively blocks the invasion of cold light, and only a very small part of it penetrates into the elevator.

In addition to the reception lobby and various rest and sightseeing areas, this floor also has more than twenty elevator tracks, using special vertical track trains to travel back and forth between outer space and the ground.

On some floors close to the ground, there are pedestrian bridges across both ends, connecting the various areas.

As the height of the space elevator increases, there will no longer be floors for people to visit, but it will go directly to the outer space.

The space station on the top level is where the opening ceremony will be held. If everything goes well, Senior Minghu will hold her concert there.

However, at this time, the management system of the entire space elevator was in an internal closed state, which meant that these rail trains could not be used without permission.

"How are we going to get up there?"

The original tension suddenly disappeared, and instead there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment, Natsume murmured in a daze.

Looking up at this building that seemed like a reproduction of a myth, even Natsume couldn't see the end of it.

In the face of science and technology or the wisdom of human beings, individuals are too insignificant. Natsume never stops his admiration for science.

"Sit on that one."

Misaka-senpai pointed to one of the trains.

Unless the energy source of the entire space elevator is completely cut off, no one can stop Misaka-senpai from seizing control of the train.

"Ah."

Natsume nodded vigorously, and a blush of excitement appeared on his slightly pale face.

Come to think of it, she really wanted to sit down.

Misaka-senpai is really reliable. Natsume-san likes to work with reliable people the most.

With his hands resting on the window of the train, Natsume looked at the scenery outside in a daze.

As the elevator went higher, the cold light outside seemed to become more intense, causing the scenery to become a monotonous white.

Because she was not clear about the situation at the top, Misaka-senpai piled a large amount of iron sand around the train and took it into the sky.

So, this rail train, which was only used by two people, reached a rare overload state.

Just after Natsume and the others took the train to the sky, some inexplicable guys arrived late.

However, there is no top hacker like Misaka-senpai among them, so they can only find a way to get up by themselves.

The uppermost space station of the space elevator.

From the ground, they look like blurry halos, but from this position, you can see a large number of clear pale light wheels scattered around the space station.

Above these halos, various symbols of unclear meanings are arranged and combined.

A delicate figure like a doll fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with traces of burning fire, leaving a large number of black scorch marks.

Not far away, there was a metal doll that had been beaten to pieces.

There are no signs of burns anywhere on the doll's body, including its Gothic-lolita-style clothing.

"This is the sixth time I've been burned down. I remember the last time was in Great Britain."

His body trembled slightly, and his vocal cords returned to normal.

Letil lay on the ground and coughed violently a few times before tilting her head to look at Stiyl.

There were incomprehensible emotions in her empty pupils, and no one in this world could understand her feelings.

For someone who longs for death, all kinds of punishment are meaningless to her.

"You're going to destroy the entire northern hemisphere for something like this."

Stiyl threw the cigarette butt in his mouth to the ground, frowning and thinking about how to solve the problem.

Somewhat difficult to handle.

This magician behind the scenes is a bit stubborn, or in scientific terms, he has a mental problem.

The time spent on capturing the instigator was less than the time spent searching for her in the elevator. The other party was so weak that he could only fight with the help of a metal doll.

Just as Stiyl was considering what to do, Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Kanzaki Kaori, who had gone out to inspect the entire magic circle, arrived late, followed by several magical girls.

"What's the situation?" Steele asked with a frown.

"I don't know exactly what magic was used. This hodgepodge is giving me a headache."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu adjusted his black sunglasses, looking relaxed but not too frivolous.

"But one thing is certain. This magic can absorb the life force in the human body, and it is the most powerful kind. Once this magic is formed, many people will die."

Spreading his hands helplessly, Tsuchimikado Motoharu didn't know how to describe it, but his tone became serious.

Maybe the word we should use is crazy, this is totally leaving no way for people to survive.

Fortunately, magicians all use vitality conversion magic, so even if they face these cold lights directly, there will not be any major problems for the time being, and there is also a layer of high-density glass between them.

As for his big sister, Kamijou Kaori, it doesn't matter at all.

"But fortunately, there is still hope. The other party has not yet fully activated the magic circle."

"I didn't know why this happened at first. It was obvious that the other party had found something to replace Naruto's Alisa, until I saw that."

Shrugging his shoulders, Tsuchimikado placed a hand on Kanzaki Kaori's shoulder.

Although he is the most powerful saint, he doesn't seem to be of much use in the current situation.

Compared to fighting, the ability to collect intelligence is often more useful. Natsume has always tried to avoid having his intelligence known by too many people.

The entire space station is circular in shape. The outside of the circle is a walkway for people to visit, and the middle part is a huge broadcasting room.

As soon as I arrived here, I had a special feeling of being in the universe, and my body and mind felt relaxed, if it weren't for those magic halos outside.

And somewhere among these magic light wheels, a bright beam of light extended all the way to the live broadcast room of the space station.

At this time, the broadcasting room had already turned into a sea of ​​light.

The broad stage has been set up, but what is lacking is the performers.

Different from the cold light outside, this light carries some quiet and peaceful power, which is completely different from the cold light outside that absorbs vitality.

Chapter 290: Black Jelly Bean Man

hum.

Natsume's heart and the train made the same sound.

It seemed that the traction speed was too fast and the load was too heavy, so sparks were produced by the friction between the tracks and traction chains on both sides of the train.

Since Misaka-senpai hacked into the train's control system, errors occurred in the train's established procedures, so a certain railgun had to take on the job of driver.

Under this premise, it would be a success if the train could travel smoothly to the topmost space station.

He touched his dizzy head. Generally speaking, as an ace pilot, Mr. Maru-tou should not have such symptoms.

Natsume could no longer tell whether it was the effect of the cold light or whether Misaka-senpai's driving skills were simply too complicated to describe.

As the elevator door slowly opened, even with the high-density glass barrier, Natsume was directly illuminated by the cold light of outer space. He only lasted for a second before he felt like he was falling into an icy cave.

My whole body began to tremble from the cold, and most of my strength was lost in an instant, leaving me feeling weak.

Natsume-san was never as strong as others thought.

Before she became a person with super powers, she was just an ordinary student in the school.

She was so ordinary that even if she sat in the corner of the school bus, no one would come over to chat with her.

Although I don’t take the school bus now because I can’t stand other people’s enthusiasm.

"I'm sorry for making you worry, Senior."

Lying somewhat weakly on Misaka-senpai's shoulder, smelling the very strange gardenia scent on Misaka-senpai's body, Natsume showed a forced smile on his fair face.

I originally planned to come up and do what I could to restore everything to its original state.

Tomorrow is a very important Saturday, but I didn’t expect it to become a burden just after I got here.

"It's okay. Come to think of it, Natsume-san is just as light as Phoebe."

With a hint of concern on her face, Misaka-senpai didn't turn around, but just kept talking as she walked.

"Really?" Natsume couldn't help but tilt his head, as if he was thinking of Phoebe and the others.

If you count carefully, it has been almost a week since Senior Butsu and Phibre and the others set out.

Layer upon layer of thick iron sand surrounded the two people.

He was wrapped tightly all over, like a jelly bean man covered in black, but he was just an iron jelly bean.

The iron candy bean moved unsteadily, moving in this overly bright world.

The journey seemed long, and while moving, Natsume seemed to have discovered something in his head.

"Misaka-senpai, there are a lot of people in that place."

Natsume-san stretched out his finger and pointed in a certain direction ahead.

Although he spoke weakly, there was a sense of certainty in his tone.

They came directly from the ground to the highest level of the space station. It’s not that Natsume and the others knew any inside information.

I just thought that Minghu-senpai's performance would be held here, and if magic were to be cast, this would actually be the most likely place.

As they got closer to the broadcasting room, Natsume and the others discovered that a strange beam of light was shooting out from the dome and then connected to those light wheels.

This beam of light did not seem to be very destructive. It just penetrated the dome of the space station without causing any bad effects.

On the other side, Steele stood at the door of the broadcasting room with a serious look on his face.

His disciples were also there, working in groups of three to watch over the mastermind, Letili.

Kamiya Kaori and Tsuchimikado Motoharu entered the broadcasting room together and observed closely a strange thing that was causing changes.

Just like the outside world, this place was also filled with light. The huge beam of light covered a small half of the broadcast studio.

Inside this pillar of light, various symbolic objects are placed in rows, forming a magic called "Achilles' Heel".

And in the center of the light column, there seemed to be a glowing object rising and falling.

Various materialized weapons continuously fell from the light column and cut into this thing.

The cutting seemed to have taken effect. Cracks appeared on the glowing object, and the energy inside was transmitted to the halo of the universe along with the light column.

"Can you tell what kind of spiritual outfit this is?"

The big sister, Kamijou Kaori, looked at Tsuchimikado Motoharu who claimed to be her younger brother with some confusion.

In terms of intelligence, she was no match for this spy sent by the Puritan Church of Great Britain to go undercover in Academy City.

"Based on my many years of experience, this should be a bow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tsuchimikado Motoharu couldn't help but laugh, and seemed to feel that his sense of humor had improved.

"I saw that the atmosphere was so serious, so I just livened it up a bit."

"Actually, apart from the bow, I seem to have heard of the magic on it somewhere. The peaceful power in these lights is a strong proof of that kind of magic."

Noticing the somewhat dissatisfied expression on Kamijou Kaori's face, Tsuchimikado quickly raised his hands in surrender.

As a professional spy, understanding the minds of his bosses is a compulsory course for him.

"Speaking of which, this should be a kind of local magic of Neon. However, unlike the schools like Amakusa that are mixed with British magic, the school that gave birth to this magic is actually very old."