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Based on one's own will? Leaving Puritanism?

These two information are too shocking.

The magicians in the dark whispered.

"The saints from the Far East actually left the Puritan Church."

"Will it be the plot of Bishop Lola?"

"Anyway, it's a fact that she's in front of us."

"The situation is not very good, this is a saint."

"Psychological mastery is already difficult enough."

It is not surprising that magicians rebel from the organization. Most magicians use their power for their own wishes. Organizations are just tools to realize their wishes. Most magicians do not know what loyalty is.

This is why it means never to die.

For magicians, only the intention placed on the magic name is the "real thing", and everything else is nothing but "fake thing".

But even so.

The rebellion of a saint with deterrent power is still a great event, not to mention that the current posture of the God-Splitting Fire Iron is like joining the scientific side and standing on the opposite side of the entire magic side.

"What is your magic name?" The water behind him asked.

There is no need to say anything more, because the unspeakable intention of killing collided violently between the two saints, and even reached the point where even ordinary people could feel the dullness.

"salvare000." Kan Rift Fireori reported his magic name without hesitation, "I mean to lend a helping hand to those who cannot be saved."

"So that's it." The water behind the river seemed to understand, "You just want to rescue the person in front of you, but what I want to change is the tears of the world!"

He was just trying to save this little girl when he was a kamikaze.

If you report the magic name, there is no need to negotiate again!

The battle between the two saints broke out suddenly.

Compared with the huge momentum just now, the battle at this moment was even more amazing. It had exceeded the level of impact. Even the air seemed to be distorted in this collision, and the world was also making wailing sounds, walls, ground, green trees... a terrifying storm was destroying everything.

"Only flash!"

Accompanied by the low roar of the Kan Rift Fireori, her unique killing technique was slashed out one after another.

Use the power of "Son of God" at the moment of drawing the sword, and assist various doctrines.

It should have been a one-hit kill.

However, in front of the water behind, this terrifying attack was blocked by the exaggerated sword every time, and even had the spare energy to launch a counterattack.

"I am worthy of being the famous saint of the Far East. You will do everything to save that girl's will. I have received it!" Zhishui, the rear, finally took out a little passionate fighting spirit, and the big sword in his hand was waving wildly, and the louder voice was like a roar, "But, you are only at this level, you are no match for me at all!"

The next attack is not just the wind pressure carried by the blade.

The huge water magic array once again started to operate, turning into a giant hammer, a water gun, and a long whip, and in various forms it impacted the Divine Split Fire Weaver.

The figure of the water behind stepped out.

In an instant, we came to the front of the God-Raising Fire Weaver.

The pressure suddenly rises.

The only thing that was the long sword in his hand seemed to have fallen into a form that had to defend against.

The sound of the blast became more and more intense, and the continuous roars had spread throughout the school city.

While the water behind attacked wildly, he shouted with strength.

"It can be seen that you have not really accepted your own power. Your knife is so cautious. Your will is filled with awe of this power. It's ridiculous. You don't have the courage to protect others in this way!"

This level of battle is no longer just a comparison of combat power.

Physical and Spiritual.

Will and magic.

The water in the rear uses 200% of its power to realize its will, and continuously impact the Divine Split Fire Weaver.

She realized it.

The other party said nothing wrong.

In her heart, she has always hated her own strength and hated this luck as a saint, because it always hurts the people around her, those who work hard but cannot catch up with her.

I haven't noticed it yet.

But when facing a saint who is stronger than her, this subconscious mind of rejection of power becomes her fatal flaw.

"What's wrong? Your knife is trembling, it's almost reaching its limit?" The spiritual equipment in the water behind him collided with the seven days and seven nights of the God-Splitting Fire Iron. The fierce sparks were even more dazzling than the flash bomb in an instant.

"Don't underestimate me!"

The Kan Rift Fireori made an angry roar, and regardless of the limits of his body, he once again swung a flash attack.

The words of the strange god emerged from his mind.

She said she did not have the wish that she had to make.

So why is she fighting for now?

That's right.

She is to protect the will of that God.

Giving hope to the desperate person and helping the unsaved person deep, this wish that originally belonged to her is being fulfilled by that God. In this case, how can this will allow these people to be trampled on like this?

Shenlihuoori held the long sword tightly and used all his strength before.

She wanted to protect not the girl, but the kindness of the god.

Although at a disadvantage, Kan Rift Fireori still fought back frantically regardless of everything.

certainly.

Misaka Mikoto and others did not waste her actions.

"The convenience store has collapsed, and I can only go to the commercial street on the left," Shimibeshi Shokua accelerated his running speed.

The saint who was most threatening was already dragged down. Although the other magicians were still attacking, this attack only slowed down their speed at most.

There is a total distance of 1,200 meters.

There are still one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters left....

Although it was difficult, everyone continued to move forward under the defense of Kazukuhi Mizube.

It's almost there!

The complex emotions on Mikoto Misaka's face have never disappeared from the beginning.

She was worried.

I was worried about my classmates and friends at school, the girl who had only met but fought for her, and was also worried about her mother around me, and even the Fumibe Shoku and Katsujou who were helping her.

All this is because of her.

What will happen in the future? Will anyone be injured or even died? Various thoughts kept coming out, Misaka Mikoto bit her lip tightly. She never had a time like she was now, eager to enter the store.

The last hundred meters away!

boom--!

Items like shells hit them hard, but it was not the attack of a magician, but a girl who was already covered in blood.

The injuries of the Kan Rift Fire Iron are already extremely serious.

The exposed skin no longer has the usual temptation of lust and energy. Now it is covered with blood, and even bursting blood vessels can be seen. The originally smooth waist-length hair is now mixed with clumps of blood stuck to the face and body.

She was gasping for breath.