He, the Demon God Monk Zheng, the ancient and nameless Buddha, tripped over a stone...

And at this moment, the white-gold God Salvation Sword was blazing with jet-black flames, traversing the space straightly, piercing the Sengzheng's head.

"How, how is it possible?"

The monk whose mouth was split open stared at the sky, looking at the sneering silver-haired figure in the sky, and shouted incredulously.

It is obviously just an ordinary stone, even if the monk is thinking about it, he can destroy it. In the period of total victory, he can destroy an infinite number of the same gravel with a single thought.

But it was such a trivial stone that he slipped to it?

At the moment when the monk was stunned, Yu's hand passed through the space, holding Longinus with a layer of golden light in his palm, and directly pierced the former's heart with the tip of the spear.

"Causation? Destiny? So that's it, the power of the Six Paths, similar to the old man, will dazzle the cause and effect?"

The monk was ignoring the damage on his body and muttered to himself.

This kind of strange result of being hurt by his hidden killer made Sengzheng quite dumbfounded at this time. The purpose of his hiding the power of the Six Paths was to make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that he didn't know when the other party's way.

Looking at this, it seems that Longinus was hit when he hit him for the first time.

Understanding the cause and effect, the monk just planned to fight back.

And at this moment, the corner of You's mouth twitched, and he said in a frivolous tone.

"Aleister, what are you waiting for?"

Hearing Yu's words, Seng Zheng's pupils shrank.

Chapter 369 The Death of the Demon Buddha

With Yu's voice falling.

Longinus' gun body glowed a strange red light, as deep as blood.

Without Yuu reminding, Seng Zheng understood Longinus' abnormality. This gun did not directly penetrate his god-killing gun. Even before Yuu deliberately used force to isolate the gun body, which seemed disgusting to the gun body. , it's just a hoax.

The gun has already been dropped.

Rendered by blood, the brighter red god-killing spear vibrated constantly, vibrating with a super-high-speed rule called high-frequency vibration, and started a strange rotation, detonating the technique that had long been buried in the body of the monk.

And just at this moment, a wave of will used the fake God-killing Spear as the output point, and in that strange rotation, it came from the Aleister side of the seventh school district.

"Listen well, this is the whisper of an avenger." Knowing that the matter was 'over', You You stepped on Sengzheng's lower abdomen uneasy to prevent Sengzheng's counterattack.

At this moment, Aleister's whisper came through the gun.

"Remember?...I thought of trying to make the world a better place and saving all mankind, but my daughter's name was taken away by your ridiculous will and fatalism?"

The monk Zheng, whose heart was smashed, received this will, as if he was affected by some emotion, and showed a smile.

However, Seng Zheng didn't think of that name, but the name of the hard-hearted rationalist who would kill himself at the risk of exposing his trump card.

He clearly cursed imperfect human beings, but he slept with different women again and again. He clearly reached the pinnacle of magic, but he resolutely embraced science... Then, in order to further study science, he gave a large number of teenagers and girls illegal drugs. , completely regarded human beings as a must, but when his own daughter died, he wrote a diary and wept silently.

By the way, how did the baby girl with the long name like an irrational number die?

It seems that the collective will of the Demon God, who is unwilling to be a new god, interfered with fate and sent the newly born her to hell.

'It was indeed my fault for waiting. ’

The monk who had regained his Buddha-nature before his death was thinking this, and then let out a sigh.

He struggled to open his eyes, looked at the silver-haired youth who stepped on his body, muttered a word in a low voice, and then turned into yellow-brown mud.

The "Magic Buddha" monk Zheng, under the curse of the Avengers, completely fell.

The Crimson Spear disintegrated directly after venting someone's will.

Yu watched the death of the monk with a calm face, standing silently on the ground, and then, along with the footsteps of the pata pata, the limping Kihara's brain stem appeared at the end of the road, from far to near. , came to Yu's side.

"Did you kill it successfully? Fortunately, I was able to survive dragging a half-disabled body. I really earned it."

The golden retriever said happily after seeing the sand on the ground, then it turned its head and said to Yu, seemingly in a pleasing manner:

"However, if you can kill Sengzheng, it should be said that you are the crown. It seems that there is a gap in strength even between demons!"

"Stop boasting, it was Aleister who gave him the final blow."

The corner of Yu's mouth twitched, revealing a smile.

"Eh!" Kihara's brain stem was stunned.

It was Aleister who killed the Demon God, and in front of Yuu, did Aleister use that method of pressing the bottom of the box? Is he crazy? ! !

Kihara's brain stem, who understood the filth between Yu and Aleister, fell into deep consternation for a while.

"Okay, the matter is over, and the aftermath will be left to you."

Yu put away the Divine Salvation Sword, put it on his shoulders, and walked towards the crossroads ahead in small steps.

Where, the four of "Props" dragged the unconscious Kamijou Touma and a male teacher to the intersection. Then, seeing Yuu safe and sound, Takitsubo Rikari in the distance couldn't help but patted his chest, seemingly relieved. tone.

'"Beware of 'Jehovah'"? ’ Yu, who was walking slowly, repeatedly chewed on the words of the monk before his death, frowned, and at this moment, he felt a familiar breath entering his lair.

In the "Talent Workshop", the petite and lovely eldest bishop happily waved her little hand towards the monitor.

...

Milan, Underground Magic Library of the National Library.

Orells, who frowned and stared at the ceiling, finally let out a long breath and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his cheeks.

"The fluctuations on the Japanese side have disappeared. Although I don't know who won, it seems that I should be lucky."

"Thank you for what?" Sylvia, who was with Orells, asked a little puzzled.

Since witnessing the fissure yesterday, Orells has become dazed. If she didn't understand the physique of the other party's quasi-magic god, she would have doubted whether Orells was mentally ill.

However, even a quasi-demon **** seems to be able to suffer from mental illness, right?

Thinking of this, Sylvia couldn't help but put her hand into her pocket, took out her mobile phone, and recalled the phone number of a well-known psychiatrist.

"Ah, I'm glad that the fragile earth once again successfully served as a battlefield for the gods, and it didn't turn into a pile of rubble."

Orelles, who finally recovered his strength, said with a chuckle, he was really lucky, after all, the energy fluctuations in the distance were really terrifying, even if he knew that the warring party could do micro-manipulation, but he was still afraid of both sides. With red eyes, he just ignored it.

Suddenly, Orells was stunned, and looked at Sylvia who was texting with some surprise.