Chapter 333: Mikoto Misaka and I, the story of the two flights that must be told in the directory

To be honest, things in the world change so quickly that people often fail to expect that even if I have no choice but to do so, I didn’t expect that the first thing I did to come out of the mirror world was to crush the Vatican cathedral.

Now that I think about it, the owner of the Mirror World should have connected the entrance and exit of that world with the Vatican. In this way, even if Han Zishuang and other strong men found ways to break through the tunnel in the Mirror World, they would eventually appear directly in the base camp of the Cross Cult and were attacked by the crowd, waiting for their labor.

However, I think even those who designed this trap would never have thought that the one who came out of the mirror world would be a 500-meter-long prehistoric dragon?

As a city country with a land area that is not as large as Tianjing Square, my eyes were as narrow as a capsule apartment at this time. I just shook my body gently, and St. Peter's Basilica, as the core building of the Vatican, collapsed. During this period, it seemed that many magic lights were lit out of the building for resistance. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute mass, this resistance was extremely powerless.

There is no way. Before the collapse of the mirror world, I still had tens of thousands of tons of earth and stone in my stomach. This is the real big head...

St. Peter's Basilica is an absolute holy land for the Cross religion. Even if it has experienced considerable religious changes in the past hundred years, the meaning of the holy land cannot be shaken.

In the past, a senior relied on his strong combat power to make a big fuss in the Vatican and almost shot St. Peter's Basilica directly into the basement to meet St. Peter. But in the end, he was wanted by the Cross Cult for fifty years. When he was old, he died tragically at the hands of the Templars.

So, for a successor who is beyond his own aspiration and truly crushes St. Peter's Basilica into dumpling skin, I feel that I must have now reduced the hatred value of the Cross Cult to an unprecedented level. Even if the Cross Cult sells iron and pawns a sanitary tampon, it will still be incompatible with me and irreconcilable.

OK, it's just what I want.

If you have any means, let me see it.

While I was waiting for the battle, the surrounding environment was extremely delicate.

One step ahead of me, the few people who returned to their mother star through Han Zishuang's extravagant channel were floating in the air at this time, including Misaka, Feng Yin, Han Zishuang, forming a triangular formation, and Misaka residence. On the opposite side, more than ten people with golden light wings growing behind them, like angels, lined up horizontally, with a strict expression. Both sides seemed to be confronting each other, with a formidable momentum and refused to give in to each other, and the situation condensed.

Even though I arrived, I could not shake the two sides, as if I had not seen my gorgeous and destructive appearance. Only the crowd of soldiers watching around me were fussing.

"Hurry, please inform the ** directory not to care about those invaders anymore. Let her kill this monster first. The Cathedral is under it. The Pope is also inside."

...What, even the Pope was crushed?

I carefully sensed the ruins beneath me. It seemed that there was indeed an old man in a white robe who was crushed into a separation of flesh and blood by a pile of gravel rubble. It was a terrible sight.

Tsk, since the Reformation of the Cross, the Popes must be pure-blooded humans to limit the authority of mutants in the church. After all, those who had the power to set this rule were pure-blooded humans. In the era of mutants rampant, ordinary humans were fragile. Fortunately, there were usually guardians of the Knights Templars, and accidents did not occur frequently.

Unfortunately, the situation is special today, and the collapse of the mirror world is too unexpected, so I didn't even see the current pope's appearance, so I directly crushed him into a two-dimensional world. Even if I cleaned up the ruins after the war and collected the wreckage, I was afraid I could only do puzzles.

However, the Pope died at the hands of manpower, and such a serious situation could not shake the group of angels confronting Misaka and others. So, what is the origin of those people? They are even more precious than the Pope?

It is said that there is another one called ** directory?

Looking into the sky, I saw a woman floating in the air, with her white robe as snow as snow, silver as silk, and her green pupils with inhuman breath, quietly examining the world, her temperament is as ice as snow, and she doesn't look like a living person.

This is the best catalog with a reputation above Mikoto Misaka, which makes Mikoto Misaka at its peak also have to admit defeat.

When I still like to follow the forum list, the name of the ** directory will appear in the top three of the strongest people list at any time. Moreover, the newcomer list in Misaka is a regular customer of the comprehensive list, and the value is higher than that of several points.

After the final battle between Misaka and **, although she was a different move and thought she would be unable to compete, her rankings did not decline but rose after the war. Although anyone with discerning eyes could see that both sides of the war had not done their best, just by being able to compete with ** for three days and three nights, many people's evaluation of her has changed from a new generation of strong men to an unquestionable strong men.

And this is the legendary strength and reputation of the ** directory.

It is no wonder that China is extremely nervous when there is such a master. Seeing her floating high in the air, leading more than ten angel-like creatures behind her to confront Misaka and others. Her attitude and temperament alone shocked the entire Vatican and even the nearby capital of Hetalia, Rome, and the nearby capital of Hetalia, and was quiet.

Because St. Peter's Basilica collapsed, the pope's two-dimensionalization and the crowd fell into chaos gradually became quiet under the pressure of this momentum.

It seemed that there were only two sides confronting each other. Compared with the light of the side where the ** directory was located, Misaka and others were obviously on the oppressed side, swaying under the strong force, and the light was dim.

But it doesn't matter, isn't this me here?

Just as he got up to break the unbearable deadlock, Mikoto Misaka suddenly spoke.

"Sure enough, you didn't give your all at that time."

Hetalian with a straight-talk, I didn't expect Misaka to have this skill.

"But, although you had hidden strength at that time, I am no longer the same as before. That duel did not end. Today, don't leave any regrets."

Misaka said, a boiling fighting spirit that burned like a flame exploded in the air with dazzling lightning.

Purified by the angel's holy light, the cloudless sky suddenly rolled up layers of black, and lightning was circling between the gaps of the clouds, ready to wait.

Misaka actually used all his skills at the first time to push his ability to control electricity to the limit, causing the heaven and earth to be distorted.

Even the teammates beside her could not withstand such aura and were forced to retreat, leaving room for the huge sizzling electric ball.

On the ** directory, except for the Yin himself, the other angels were forced to retreat and showed surrender under the pressure of Misaka rising.

...**, when I was fighting with me, why didn’t I see Misaka as crazy?

I'm a little jealous.

Faced with Misaka's strong counterattack, the face that looked like an ice sculpture finally had an extremely slight expression fluctuation.

"very good."

But it is standard sun-down English.

Then, the light wings behind it suddenly

Gradually, only two people were left behind, and everyone else retreated.

In fact, if Misaka gets crazy and fights with people, ordinary people will not be able to get involved.

But I can~

Misaka girl, don't worry, I'm here

However, the lightning suddenly lit up, and a voice containing anger rang in my head.

"My surname is Wang, if you dare to intervene in this battle, be careful that I will beat you up with her."

Oh? Wouldn't that fly together?

I'll come here

My body was compressed, and my huge body, which had been over 500 meters, quickly shrank and closed, and finally became my original appearance. There were only a pair of bone wings on my back, with a thin flesh membrane. It stretched and swelled, and it stirred up a howling wind and swept into the sky.

Haha, I will fly together

As if lightning was like lightning, I rushed to the battlefield of Misaka and the ** directory. I was passionate and prepared to start my journey together.

Halfway through, a light-winged angel suddenly intercepted him, sweeping across with a huge long-handled battle axe with great force, but when I blocked it casually, it flew away with a loud bang.

Tsk, this is the mantis arm that is driving a car. What are you? How dare you block my way to fly together?

While saying that, I changed thousands of tentacles to bombard him. The light-winged angel waved his hand to fight axe, but he was unable to support him, but he barely maintained the block without any flaws.

Very good, it's true that it's a little bit capable. It seems that it's not easy to win you with these tentacles alone.

So I kicked him and knocked him back dozens of meters. The platinum-like armor on my chest was severely deformed, and golden blood was spewed out of my mouth.

Tsk, this skill is just a Sams enhanced version, and you dare to block my way?

"Well... you are indeed amazing. The Five of the Chinese Kings are well-known."

The light-winged angel who vomited blood seriously actually spoke Chinese Mandarin, which was much more standard than Misaka's accent with a slightly Liaobei accent, which surprised me for a while and I had no intention of finishing the attack.

What the hell are you?

"Ha, Deputy Commander of the Templar, Garka." The light-winged Angel said, while picking up the long-handled battle axe again and setting off his posture, "If you want to interfere with the battle of the Lord of the ** directory, unless you step on my body first."

How stupid is it to make wine by stomping it?

While speaking, two angel figures with platinum light appeared beside Gaka. The three of them formed a formation, and their momentum suddenly increased tenfold.

...If the three of us should die, should we die or die.

But that's it

The left arm turned into tentacles, spreading all over the sky, attacking the three deputy commanders, but the right hand turned into bone blades, and a dark fire was lit on the tip of the knife, which was Yilidan's demonic substance.

I didn’t have time to spend time with the miscellaneous soldiers, but I don’t know how many mental suppression mechanisms have been placed in this Vatican City, so I can’t use my biggest killer weapon.

Then, don't blame me for being bloody and cruel.
Chapter completed!