As a deterrent to some people in the Academy City, the defeat of Chiban Junba was nothing but a matter of the same thing as the road to see the troubles for Oreals-rather than waiting for a while.

　　 "Next, take care of the next business matter."

　　 Orells said to those who came: "Are you going to continue here?"

"At least I don't want to continue in my house, so I came. Why, are you worried that the people you knocked down will be affected or become hostages to me? Is this what people who hurt them personally should be worried?" Flampi Si smiled.

　　 She now looks like she is fully armed, with a two-meter-long magic gun in her left hand, and a big sword made by Tanaka's right in her right hand.

　　 "Looking at your posture and level of spiritual equipment, do you want to redeem the scene decades ago?"

"No, face is not worth mentioning in front of you. Since you entered the academy city, you obviously have not relaxed your attention from me. Anyway, you are a prisoner in order to save a small group of imprisoned children. Thousands of organizations slaughtered clean, creating more pitiful children's "good people". If the school city suffered heavy casualties because of my cause, I would be a little uneasy. You must know that my home can be in a densely populated area. "Franpis said in a melodious voice.

　　 "Good Man Emperor? This is the first time I have heard of this title, but I really dare not take it."

　　 "Then, can you tell me the reason why you took action against my'past life'?"

"I don’t have any more thoughts about how you can incorporate magic into your weapons, increase your hit rate and lower your enemy’s hit rate, and violate the treaty. It’s just that you can’t bear to invent the weapon that makes children more likely to kill, causing them to be overwhelmed. More and more to drive to the battlefield."

"For the children? You still have the face to say that you are not a'good man', too modest and hypocritical." Fran Pisi smiled, "The two world wars caused my motherland to be on the verge of destruction. The children don’t take up arms and fight. What to do? I kindly increased their survival rate."

　　 "The reason to justify violence is nothing but this. I don't deny it, because I have a reason. However, to you, the principle is meaningless." Orrels shrugged.

　　 "Tentatively grant, strength."

　　Franpisi said, placing the flame sword in his right hand in front of him, and at the same time, Orells directly showed his true ability.

　　【Nordic Throne】, the technique so named. The Norse Throne in the myth naturally has no attack function, but because of this it cannot be explained, Orells forcefully uses this to evolve the technique towards the "unexplainable". Both the attack attributes and the scope are ambiguous, so there is no Any method of defense.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 That is when countless attacks are added together to make it seem like a single sound.

　　 "Grant, life."

After 　　, Franpisi put the sword that had withstood a lot of impact without injury behind her, and quickly jumped back a few steps.

　　【The Throne of Northern Europe】Thousands of thousands are coming again!

　　 "To give life forever."

　　 "Tentatively grant, strength."

　　Franpisi muttered silently, and put the sword back in front of him again to make a defensive posture.

To deal with Orells, using the majestic or Huli fancy magic and skills in the past will not be effective. She knows very well that even with skilled level magic, below the super position, it is not the time and space type in front of the quasi-devil. It's all rubbish, even if it is superposition magic, there are not many damages that can not be ignored to the quasi-devil god, and the special skills are also the same, so the slow motion of the battle seems very clumsy to others.

　　 In fact, Franpisi was unable to defend and dodge successfully without even one [Nordic Throne]. She made a defensive action and only prevented herself from being blown away.

　　 What makes her seem safe and sound is the technique contained in the phrase "give, life".

　　 "Although I have referred to the stolen knowledge, it is not easy to use it in actual combat, but it is not enough to guarantee that there is no damage under the [Northern Throne] attack." Franpis thought.

　　 "It's more than a thousand times longer than the last time I insisted." Orells' tone was a bit like praise, but it was a bit scary.

　　 Suddenly, Orells started to move forward!

　　 Yes, he didn't move a step before.

　　Franpis didn't even have a chance to fight back, and was struggling to deal with the indescribable combo of [Nordic Throne].

　　 "That is. [Time stands still [T-S]]!"

　　 In the black and white world, Franpies saw an awl made of light in Orells' hands.

　　 "Appeared, every hit can really strip off the personality of'I', and let the racial and occupational types of'I' disappear one by one."

　　 Even if the time stopped, Fran Pith could not avoid the attack.

　　Orelles didn't stop at all!

　　 Only for a moment, Fran Pith was hit a million times by a pile-driver-like attack.

　　 Fran Pith: Level 2

　　HP: 60,

　　MP: 80.

　　 However, the sword in her hand still slashed fiercely, because the force did not belong to her to start the action, leaving a wound that penetrated into the lungs on Orel's shoulder.

　　 "Eternal endowment, strength."

　　 "Tentatively grant, strength."

　　 Fulan Pisi muttered silently, and the parameters were reduced to the level of ordinary people, and all instantly returned to the state of level 300+.

　　 "Hee hee, hee hee hop haha!" Franpies, who got the results, smiled happily.

"Although you can't keep up with the attack range and speed you misunderstood, you can change your thinking and say that as long as you have a method to reduce your damage to zero~lightnovelpub.net~ After all, Orells, the damage you caused to your opponent. It turned out to be something simple and easy to understand. In this way, the playing style of injury-for-injury is just right for me."

　　 The magic eye of bubbles activates continuously.

　　 The tragic crack left on Orel's shoulder quickly broke out in succession, and the arm with a large shoulder and lungs fell off Orel's body.

　　 "It will be cured soon, I know you can easily heal this degree of injury...just kidding." Franpies smirked.

　　Orelles was blown out by thousands of [Nordic Thrones], smashing and knocking over a large number of containers in succession.

"How does it feel to be bombarded by the power of the quasi demon god? You probably rarely experience it. Really, I am also worried that this technique of racking our brains and spending a lot of money to prepare to deal with the quasi demon god, if the effect is not good, everyone If you fail together, you can only leave the school city and escape."

　　 The answer to Fran Pith was countless more terrifying explosions.

　　 is still the [Nordic Throne], the method is very simple, but because there is no way to deal with this kind of explosion, and it has the power as the quasi-devil wants, it is extremely tricky.

　　Franpisi had to take a lot of damage as if she put up a big sword, at least to prevent herself from falling into a stiff blown away.

　　 "To give life forever."

　　 "Tentatively grant, strength."

　　 Franpisi, who should have been seriously injured, is not only intact, but even stronger...

(to be continued)