After resetting her own life, Franpis expanded her shadow and summoned thousands of imaginary ribbons from it.
Even if it can swallow up everything and even life constructed by magic and magic spells and convert it into an imaginary space that absorbs pure magic power, it still cannot escape the explosion in front of the [Nordic Throne].
However, the speed at which excess magic power is digested and regenerated is higher than the combo speed of [Nordic Throne].
After all, the faster the combo of [Nordic Throne] is, the equivalent of the imaginary ribbon that can regenerate or even expand by withstanding magic attacks is now getting bigger.
When the imaginary ribbons unexpectedly began to swell into black sausage-like objects, Orrels, who had already repaired his arm, frowned and stopped attacking.
"New tricks?"
"That's how it seems to you. You actually gave me the magic power to blow up half the earth and use this explosive force to push the earth out of orbit. That's enough for you." Flampis said speechlessly.
In fact, I have an idea of "I really want to try it".
However, Orelus wouldn't give it the time required to control the direction of the jet, and Aleister didn't seem to allow it either.
But Flappis didn't want to carry around these millions of "black sausages" that could destroy Academy City each time.
"Tentatively given to the world."
"Tentatively grant, power."
The surrounding atmosphere changed drastically.
"That's not entirely true...I see." Orrels nodded thoughtfully. Academy City was still Academy City, but it was empty. It wasn't just a trick to disperse the idlers -
In the entire Academy City and even the world, there is no one!
"It's like a mirror world with the reverse side of a coin," Orrels said.
Flappis teleported to 40,000 meters in the air.
All the "black sausages" exploded around Orrells in an overwhelming amount. He remained unchanged and responded to all changes, facing countless explosion combos from [Nordic Throne].
From a distance of tens of thousands of meters in the air, he watched the field that would be completely destroyed by endless explosions even if saints and high-level angels and demons were involved. He took out a two-meter-long magic gun and took aim.
Black and red light patterns were infected, and the muzzle of the gun was swaying with purple-black flames.
"The more unfavorable the battle, the stronger you will be."
"What a disadvantageous battle."
"It's not like challenging a quasi-demon."
Alice 3 completed the spiritual equipment that Flappis failed to create, but she didn't know how to use it.
The more unfavorable the battle, the more powerful the Magic Gun's magic will be, but is it really necessary to deliberately put yourself into the same crisis? Moreover, the price you have to pay is still the same. If you want to kill by force, the level is much higher than using it.
As long as the user exists, the user will definitely die.
"My goal is the entire world that the devil should influence at all times."
As long as the goal is set to be the world itself, beings that fail to dominate the world will never be able to withstand Flappis' blow.
After just pulling the trigger, purple-black flames spurted out from the muzzle.
"Eternally given, life."
"Tentatively grant, power."
The moment Flappis regained the life she had paid for, the mirror world was destroyed.
In reality, there was no figure of Orrels in the ruins made up of countless container wreckage, only Flampis, who seemed to be taking a nap after the man and a lot of "black sausages" disappeared.
For a moment, Orrells's figure appeared out of thin air from Flampis's body like an ordinary person who had just been hit by an aerial bomb explosion, rolled on the ground many times, and then stopped.
Just as he was about to regain his fighting strength, Flampis grabbed his wrist as he stood up.
The red-glow sword pierced through the center of his chest.
The explosion of billions of [Nordic Thrones] strangled Flampis, who was too close but only focused on attacking and completely withstood the magic, and strangled two-thirds of her body.
At the same time, the great sword that burned the inside of Orrels rushed out from behind him.
"Eternally given, life."
"Eternally empowered."
"Tentatively grant, power."
[Permanent Grant] and [Temporary Grant] are spells prepared by Flappis to deal with quasi-demons or other enemies of the same type.
[Permanent Endowment], no matter what is taken away from Flanpisi, it can be permanently given to herself again, completely brand new, rather than the direct effect caused by restoration magic and repair magic, and it does not turn back time.
To be precise, it is to make yourself the "self in memory". There should be more ways to use it, but before I have time to develop it, I rush to use it.
[Tentative Endowment] transforms things that Franpisi can see clearly but cannot touch into reality and gives it to herself. But to put it bluntly, after writing down the car design drawing, she can generate the car with a thought, which is a bit like projection magic.
The effect can be superimposed. For example, if Flappis adds a buff magic to herself that temporarily increases her ability value, she can temporarily use these for herself but have not yet reached the state she has reached, and turn it into her own, and then gain it.
The magic used this as a basis to increase her ability value again, so it happened that as Flappis adapted to the power, it could be infinitely superimposed as the battle progressed. It was a bit like imitating Aleister's Impact Staff.
The idea has not been realized yet.
But this level of magic is definitely not something that can be easily interspersed with the overwhelming attack of the quasi-demon god with a slim chance.
Flappis can maintain this kind of magic in an instant with billions of explosions, relying on external power.
After resetting her body, Flampis drew out her sword and prepared to strike again. However, Orrels suddenly blew himself up.
"Tch, you didn't attack me directly, did you notice it?" Flampis frowned and raised the magic gun.
Flappis can constantly reset her state seemingly at no cost in order to fight the quasi-demon. She is not a demon, so she naturally has complex mysteries.
This would not have been possible without Academy City's technology, some of the knowledge from the one hundred and three thousand magic books, and the recognition of the rules of "yggdrasil" and her rules with her pen that can freely write the original scriptures.
Even if he only has a few clues, is it better to keep him?
Suddenly, a supersonic maid storm came!
"I'm wary of you, even if you're just a saint!"
Flampis aimed at the maid wearing goggles, and swung her sword smoothly. The black and red sword light swept out at a speed and momentum that was several times faster than that of the maid.
[Throne of Northern Europe] attacked again, causing a huge explosion on the sword.
"Ugh." The power emitted by the sword formed by Tanaka's right hand was not friendly to Flampis. Unlike the explosion of her own power, she covered her face and retreated in the face of the flames.
Then you only need to use [Permanent Grant]. The problem is——
"Aleister! I killed the quasi-demon. I should be happy because I want to destroy you on the magic side! Why?"