Defeating the Sogiita military tyrant as a deterrent to some people in Academy City, to Orrels, was just the same thing as meeting an uneven road - compared to something that would happen later.
"Next, let's deal with the next business."
Orrels said to the visitor: "Are you going to continue here?"
"At least I don't want it to continue in my home, so I'm here. What, are you worried that the people you knocked down will be affected or become my hostages? Is this what people who seriously injured them with their own hands should worry about?" Flampi
Si smiled.
She now seemed to be fully armed and in a high-fighting state, with a two-meter-long magic gun in her left hand and a large sword transformed into Tanaka's right hand.
"Looking at your posture and spiritual equipment level, do you want to restore the situation from decades ago?"
"No, face is not worth mentioning in front of you. You have clearly never relaxed your attention from me since you entered Academy City. In any case, you are a person who imprisoned me in order to save a handful of imprisoned children.
I will slaughter thousands of organizations to create more "good emperors" of poor children. If Academy City suffers heavy casualties because of me, I will be a little uneasy. You know, my home is in a densely populated area.
"Flampis said in a calm tone.
"Good Emperor? This is the first time I've heard of this title, but I really don't dare to take it."
"Then, can you tell me the reason why you took action against me in my 'previous life'?"
"I have no more thoughts about your violation of the treaty by incorporating magic into weapons to increase the hit rate and reduce the enemy's hit rate. I just can't bear that the weapons you invented make it easier for children to kill people, causing them to be overrun.
It’s just that we are driving more and more people to the battlefield.”
"For the sake of the children? You still have the nerve to say that you are not a 'good emperor'. It's too modest and hypocritical." Franpis smiled brightly, "My motherland was on the verge of destruction due to two world wars. If the children don't take up arms to fight, it will be difficult for them to do so."
What should I do? I have good intentions and improved their survival rate."
"The reason that justifies violence is just this. I don't deny it, because I also have a reason. However, for you, the truth is meaningless." Orrels shrugged.
"Tentatively grant, power."
Flampis said as she put the flaming sword in her right hand in front of her. At the same time, Orrels showed his true skills.
[Nordic Throne], a spell named like this. The mythical Nordic Throne naturally has no attack function, but because of this it cannot be explained. Orrels took advantage of this and evolved the spell towards "something that cannot be explained".
Both the attack attributes and range are ambiguous, so there is no way to defend against it.
"Boom!"
It was the combination of countless attacks that seemed like one sound.
"Give, life."
After a sound, Flampis put the sword behind her, which had withstood a large amount of impact without being damaged, and quickly jumped back a few steps.
[Nordic Throne] is coming again by the thousands!
"Eternally given, life."
"Tentatively grant, power."
Flampis muttered silently and put the sword back in front of her again in a defensive posture.
To deal with Orrels, using those majestic or fancy magics and skills in the past will not be effective. She knows very well that even if she uses skilled level magic, below the super level, it is not of the time and space category in front of the quasi-demon.
It's all rubbish. Even with super magic, there aren't many that can bring non-ignorable damage to the quasi-demon, and the same goes for special skills, so the slow motion of the battle seems clumsy to others.
In fact, Flampis was unable to successfully defend or dodge even one of the [Nordic Throne] attacks. Her defensive actions only prevented herself from being blown away.
What made her seem to be at peace was the magic contained in the words "Grant, life".
"Although I have used the stolen knowledge as a reference, it is still not very smooth when used in actual combat. Just ensuring that there is no damage under the attack of [Nordic Throne] is not enough to win." Flappis thought.
"I lasted more than a thousand times longer than last time." Orrels' tone sounded a bit like praise, but it was actually a bit scary.
Suddenly, Orrells' body began to move forward!
That's right, he didn't move a step before.
Flappis didn't even have a chance to counterattack, and was too tired to deal with the indescribable combo attacks from [Throne of Northern Europe].
"That's. [Time stands still [t-s]]!"
In the black and white world, Flampis saw an awl made of light in Orelis' hand.
"Here he is, the mysterious pile driver that can definitely strip away 'my' personality with every blow and make 'my' race type and occupation type disappear one by one."
Even after stopping time, Flappis could not avoid the attack.
Orrells didn't stop at all!
For just a moment, Flappis was hit a million times by a pile driver-like attack.
Flappis:Level 2
hp:60,
mp:80.
However, the sword in her hand still struck down hard. Because the power did not belong to her, she was able to take action, leaving a wound on Orrels' shoulder that penetrated into his lungs.
"Eternally empowered."
"Tentatively grant, power."
Flampis muttered silently, and all the parameters that had been reduced to the level of ordinary people were restored to level 300 in an instant.
"Hee hee, hee hee haha!" Flampis smiled happily after receiving the result.
"Although it can't keep up with the attack range and speed you misunderstood, you can think about it differently and say that you only need to have a method to reduce your damage results to zero. After all, Orrels, the damage results you inflict on your opponent are simple and easy to understand.
It’s something. In this way, the injury-for-injury style of play is just right for me.”
The Magic Eye of Bubble activates continuously.
The tragic cracks that had been left on Orrels' shoulder quickly erupted into the flames of destruction, and the arm, along with a large piece of the shoulder and lungs, fell off of Orrels' body.
"It's going to be cured soon. I know you can easily heal an injury like this... I'm just kidding." Flampis giggled.
Orrels was blasted away by thousands of [Nordic Thrones], smashing and overturning numerous containers.
"How does it feel to be blown away by the power of a quasi-demon? You must rarely experience it. Really, I am worried that this spell that has racked my brains and cost a lot of money to prepare to deal with the quasi-demon. If the effect is not good, everyone will
If we fail all the way, we will have no choice but to leave Academy City and run for our lives."
What answered Flampis was countless more terrifying explosions.
It's still [Nordic Throne], and the method is very simple, but precisely because there is no way to deal with this kind of explosion, and it has the power as desired by the quasi-demon, it is extremely difficult.
Flampis had to endure a lot of damage while raising her sword, at least to prevent herself from being blown away.
"Eternally given, life."
"Tentatively grant, power."
Flanpisi, who should have been seriously injured, not only remained intact, she even became stronger...