"Huh?!" Flappis, who was riding on the Hindenburg and heading east, suddenly turned her head in the direction of Academy City.
"The Pale Knight...are you making trouble? It's rare that I put him inside Kamijou Touma, the worst combination."
But within a few seconds, she recrossed her legs and leaned back on the chair.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, no matter what happens to Othinus and Kamijou Touma, as long as they don't come to trouble me together, it's not outside the scope of the plan. Whether it is led by the Pale Knight or Kamijou Touma, there will be some form of conflict.
.Anyway, it was probably just a whim to play with Kamijou Touma, after all, he is bored and uncomfortable with the magical virus in his body."
The Pale Knight is the target of the class card that Flappis activated before. The reason why it is not called a "heroic spirit" is because this person does not have a specific character in history or mythology that corresponds to it or can be used as a prototype or similar substitute.
It is human beings' fear of disaster. Since the initial activation was in the form of a class card, the one that was replaced should be a character similar to Flampis.
Flappis' core, Crownpis, is a goblin who makes careful arrangements for necessary matters, but may overthrow them at will. Therefore, Flappis can generally deduce what the Pale Knight will do if he ignores her orders.
What to do.
Compared to that, there is a minor problem here.
In order to compete, Flampis summoned all the remaining usable warships to form a huge fleet and marched eastward, pushing back the multinational coalition forces deployed on the four blockade lines in the Pacific. As a result, she caused a massive disaster in front of the Panama Canal that was preparing to enter the Atlantic Ocean.
Congestion.
It's really inconvenient that the ghost ship can't fly.
The big bosses below the Demon God have not yet appeared, so Flampis did not intend to use up her strength. She said: "Sira Ymir, sink the entire long stretch of land in Central America to the bottom of the sea."
"Understood."
"By the way, let's clean up those guys in the sky who started ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong others two hours ago. I'm tired of watching the regular battles of the navy and air force. Phew~"
The killing angel with gray and white wings took action.
She flew into the sky and swept her wings, crushing all the air forces of various countries and missiles fired from a distance.
To be precise, almost all of them.
"Defended. There are magicians in the five bombers."
Although Xiela was just a casual blow, and the bombers were still more than a hundred kilometers away from the incoming bombers, so the attack was somewhat attenuated, but the opponent was able to resist a blow that could easily cut off the mountains and open the sea. It must be a big blow to humans.
It’s also an incredible trump card.
"Are these thousands of old and new aircraft, spanning thirty years, that were wiped out like dust, just covering those who could arrive safely? It seems that they are serious about setting up defenses in Central America, although the ground defenses are all covered by sea water
Just drown."
Even so, among the planes that were still approaching, what emerged from them was a black-red viscous liquid that spread across the sky.
It's not that this was an enemy weapon, but that the plane that continued to approach disintegrated in the air under the more serious attack of Silabi before. The black and red viscous liquid was a large number of human bodies that were twisted into paste.
Even so, the disintegrated wreckage and black and red liquid were still flying towards Flampis' ship.
The liquid spilled on the deck and the surrounding sea began to flow in clusters and gathered into a human shape. They were troops wearing knight uniforms, carrying long swords with one hand, and feathers on their heads.
"You can still survive after being beaten into a pulp? This is the first time I have seen this slime-like body (only in the Forbidden World)." Flampis jumped from the window of the bridge to the deck, facing
Dozens of people dressed as female knights with drawn swords and posing, "The total is probably equivalent to three saints. Do you want to consume me to death with this level of power and immortality?"
Because the enemy boarded the ship directly, it was obviously more appropriate to use a fleet salvo to face an enemy attacking in numbers, but Flampis had no choice but to fight in person.
Flampis took a step forward, casually pulled out a machine gun from the ship and turned it into her own torch, and continued to speak: "From the research of the five major magic associations in Northern Europe, acquired Valkyries, although they directly gain the power of the Son of God, they are in the form of a saint.
It’s the same as the lottery, but the nature of the Valkyrie is related to the bloodline and structure. Young women are transformed by forcible disintegration to obtain the nature of the Valkyrie. Having said that, is it okay not to get some spiritual equipment with the characteristics of an artifact?"
The conflict broke out, and nearly one-third of the enemies were once again scattered with flesh and blood under the black and red scythe created by Flappis's torch.
The remaining two-thirds of the acquired Valkyries launched an attack.
Dozens of powerful sword lights exploded instantly, and the entire warship was broken into hundreds of pieces on the spot under the impact and scattered into the sea. Among the nearby ships, small ghost battleships and ordinary ghost ships with a displacement of less than a thousand tons and weak defenses were thrown into the sea.
They all fell together under the aftermath of the sword light.
Shira's wings were cut off and there were a lot of scars on his body, and he fell into the sea.
Under this majestic attack, Flampis was unharmed and floating in the air with her wings spread out, looking down at the acquired Valkyries that fell on the sea.
The second wave of sword light struck.
Flampis folded her hands and remained motionless. She instantly killed the strongest warship in the Ghost Fleet and still had enough energy to destroy dozens of ships. The attack hit her without a single ripple.
"Roman Orthodoxy. When did the relationship between the Nordic Church and the Roman Orthodox Church become so good? [Fish for Dinner], the dissolution order issued by the Pope himself, and the common hatred of all believers, a total of two billion people, can make any general magic
The power is multiplied by two billion. Hehehe, the result must be that the two billion have sufficient conditions to be able to use the magic, so that the elites who really have special powers cannot use it. That's why ordinary people can pass the transformation
The combat power achieved multiplied by your number is one hundred billion. Thank you for your hard work. According to my rules, attacks from opponents whose basic strength is not up to standard will be invalid. Even if there are hundreds of billions, it is still hundreds of billions multiplied by zero, hahahaha...
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The acquired Valkyries were naturally surrounded by the ghost fleet at this moment. After a wave of desperate attacks to no avail, they were naturally engulfed by countless artillery fire.
The seemingly invincible regeneration ability also consumes magic power. Even this can increase by two billion, right?
"It's really troublesome, let's extract their souls." Flampis put down the torch and stretched out her hand towards the place where the acquired Valkyries were constantly being destroyed and regenerated.
"Then, as long as there is one 'one', it can become a real two billion, right?"
Avoiding the blow from Flampis's precognitive eye and probing nerves, it penetrated into Flampis' back, and then pierced through her chest!