The Legend of Level 0 in Academy City

I'm about to save the world. For that, you're no longer of any use.

Turning to look at the boy who was still losing a lot of blood from the cut surface of the wound, Right Fire, who had overcome the pain, used a 'third hand' that was different from before and had a clear physical form to stab Kamijou Touma.

"Feel proud, chunk of meat! Let me harvest your life's worth obediently."

That resolved everything.

Unlike that ugly, shaky, half-baked third hand.

It is also different from the destruction caused by the amount of knowledge in 103,000 books.

This is the power to save the world.

A mythical central force.

An existence worthy of being called 'God'.

If necessary, an overwhelming burst of light capable of obliterating a planet would undoubtedly crush a worthless socket into dust.

It must be so.

"...?"

That moment.

The first feeling that the fire on the right felt was not anger or fear, but doubt.

Touma Kamijou's body, which should have turned to dust, didn't even have a single wound.

not only that.

The enormous vortex of light released by the fire on the right split in two from the front, spreading to Touma's left and right. This was despite the fact that it released the ultimate power capable of obliterating planets and reappearing from all the myths of Christianity.

Just like...

It was as if his invisible right hand, which had been protruding from the cut surface of Touma Kamijou's shoulder wound, had been repelled.

"What……?"

The right-hand fire, still unable to accept reality, murmured.

These words, spoken without thinking, caused him to lose control of himself, swelling up like a snowman rolling on the road.

"Your right hand has been taken! If that's the case, why do you still possess power!?"

no answer.

The boy, his cheeks stained red with his own blood, simply hung his head.

The right hand, which should not be the location of the wound, is where an unseen force is gathering amidst the rustling sounds.

"..."

The fire on the right could only move its eyeballs, looking at what was growing from its right shoulder.

Indeed, he had obtained the boy's right hand, the hand that had become his own flesh and blood, possessing a special power capable of destroying all supernatural abilities; it was indeed Imagine Breaker.

Then.

What exactly is the power that is gradually gathering around the enemy in front of the right-hand fire?

Do something...

Clearly, Fire on the right felt his lips drying out rapidly.

After much effort and preparation, I finally obtained the right hand of 'Imagine Breaker'. After doing a lot of preliminary work, and with everything in place, I finally got this strange right hand as the key.

With the power of the Right Flame, and the fact that it was once completely decomposed and reconstructed as Touma Kamijou's right hand, the world could be completely saved, even though they had already obtained such a priceless treasure...

However, it pales in comparison.

The fire on the right could be faintly seen.

The immense vortex of compressed power emanating from Touma's shoulder made Right Flame feel a threat that made his own hand pale in comparison.

The fire on the right looked at Touma Kamijou's face again.

He kept his head down, so his expression was not visible.

It's hard to imagine that he only possesses Imagine Breaker.

Simply 'eliminating the supernatural power' is not enough to make the Right Flame so shaken and vigilant.

Even now, he still feels a tingling sensation in his muscles, like watching fireworks rising into the sky up close; the immense impact emanating from within him is like being close to an almost transparent wall.

Something exists!!

……

Then, Touma Kamijou leisurely raised his head.

The movements were very small and slow, and there were no special or regular movements.

He simply raised his head.

that is it.

Fire on the right felt the muscles from his shoulders to his neck stiffening.

coming.

Although we don't know what it is, we should be wary that something is coming.

however.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

Touma Kamijou used his own power to crush 'something invisible'.

The immense power that had gathered on Touma Kamijou's shoulder, who was standing there motionless, was swallowed whole by an even larger power that appeared above his head, as if a gaping maw had been opened.

It's like chewing.

The air near my shoulders swayed like sugar water.

That kind of power.

It only lasted a moment.

It was pulverized.

Chapter 487 Calamities Abound, Good and Evil Alternate

Spain.

On the coast of Barcelona, ​​as if about to break through the coastline, the face of an alien creature was revealed.

It was about 100 meters long, like a giant wrist, or a giant snake, a golden alien. The hand stretched out towards the sky, its five fingers half-curled, stood there holding nothing.

It attracted the cautious attention of those around it.

This was a region relatively far from the fighting during the war. No martial law was imposed in the surrounding area.

As observed by the large crowd of onlookers, the Golden Hand underwent a change.

Glug glug glug.

From the ground to the fingers, the golden wrist experienced an explosive expansion from the inside. Unbeknownst to him, the shape of his palm collapsed, transforming into the form of a giant balloon.

The distorted sphere emitted a creaking sound as it expanded to its limit.

At the same time.

The forehand of the wrist, which flew 100 meters out of the Sea of ​​Japan, lost its round shape and became a distorted sphere, clenching its fist as if it wanted to crush itself.

What followed was a rupture.

At the same time, the force that shattered even the 100-meter-long giant wrist itself created a massive shockwave that surged in all directions.

With a loud bang.

It was far more powerful than any disaster known as a giant wave that has ever occurred in the world. It was as if a space station had crashed into the ocean.

The sea wall, over 30 meters high, bared its fangs equally to all the ships in a uniform arc.

It engulfed the entire mix of Academy City and the Russian military's steel warships, including aircraft carriers, escort carriers, assault landing ships, battleships, and cruisers.

"What happened...?"

Seeing the immense disaster looming before them, the navigators of the Academy City Cooperation Agency groaned.

He was caught in a state of confusion, unsure whether it was right to stay aboard the warship or to put on a life jacket and jump into the sea.

"This can't even be called a war anymore! What has the world become?"

Unbeknownst to them, this was a ritual to purify the world by a man known as the Right Flame.

Purify this distorted world, and then summon the arrival of a new era!

At the same time.

On the Eastern European front, the same golden wrist also broke.

However, what was stirred up here was not a giant wave.

Emerging from the ruptured wrist was a thundercloud with a height of 0.

The black condensed water vapor burst and licked the ground, while the entire space emitted an unusual roar.

That was a spark, an electric spark exceeding hundreds of millions of volts.

Under such overwhelming high voltage current, anyone swallowed by the black cloud would be crushed to pieces, and all electronic instruments carrying weapons would be burned to ashes!

"You're kidding..."

The man from Academy City, hidden behind the rocks, stared in disbelief and murmured as the approaching black clouds drew near.

The scale of the disaster is outrageous; the thunderclouds are expanding in both directions at a rate of kilometers, and now it's no use hiding anywhere.

Moreover, if swallowed, the living flesh will be torn apart within seconds.

In this truly bizarre situation, the man, whose lips curled into a blank smile, was suddenly grabbed by the foot by someone. Losing his balance, he was dragged under a damaged Russian armored vehicle.

Next, the dark cloud rushed from the front to the back in one go.

Splatter splatter splatter! An unpleasant sound, like a train wire short-circuiting, rang out one after another.