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Chapter 385 Hunt the Witch King!

The man standing in front of Kamijou Touma has bright red long hair and a tattoo under his right eye that looks like a barcode, and he doesn't know if he can scan it out, and his attitude is very contemptuous.

"Because no matter how conscientious she is, she can't resist torture or drugs to extract a confession!"

"Doesn't your heart ache to think that such a girl would fall into the hands of such a fellow?"

Seeing the other party say these words so lightly, Kamijou Touma could already imagine that the foodie nun Index he picked up, would bear such a heavy burden, and he would be furious.

"You bastard!"

Kamijou Touma, who was bungee-jumping, licked his ankles, enough friction force made him burst out with great strength, and he waved his fists, asking questions.

"who are you?"

The other party had a cigarette in his mouth and smiled contemptuously. This kind of attitude and actions should not be too predictable.

It was a normal reaction, and he punched me hard in the face.

It's a pity that an ordinary person like you is not qualified to slap my handsome cheek.

"Stiyl Magnus!"

The figure swayed again, Stiyl straightened his figure with a cigarette in his mouth, and turned to look at Kamijou Touma who was staggering past with his fist.

"Although I want to introduce myself with my own life, let's use [Fortis931] here!"

"[Fortis] means strong, but the etymology is not important."

"This is a magic name, are you not used to it?"

Kamijou Touma was taken aback, magician, magician again, shouldn't these things be in fairy tales! ?
Stiyl looked at him, exhaled a puff of smoke, and continued: "We magicians seem to have to declare their own magic names when we use magic. This is an incomprehensible practice that has been followed until now."

It seemed that Steele was a little unaccustomed to this habit and seemed dismissive, but he still signed up as usual.

"But the important thing is to declare your own magic name. Between us, it's more like self-reporting...【The Name of Slaughter】!"

Steele, whose eyes are getting sharper, has completely explained their habits, and it's time to really start.

Slowly took off the cigarette from his mouth, the palm full of rings looked very unorthodox, lightly tossed it, and the burning cigarette flew out of the aisle.

"Flame!"

boom!
Accompanied by Steele's soft whispers, the cigarette butts randomly discarded in mid-air burst into terrifying flames.

The blazing flames swept across the aisle, converging on Stiyl's palm under Stiyl's gesture.

The endless flames seem to have a shape, spinning and converging to form a fireball held high.

Kamijou Touma, who covered the strong light with the trail of the flame ribbon, sweated slightly.

"This is... magic?"

With his right hand covering the front, Kamijou Touma was not sure.

Faced with an incomprehensible phenomenon like magic, does my right hand also work?

If it is the power of supernatural power, my right hand can eliminate it with one punch.

However, I still don't know anything about the power of supernatural powers other than supernatural powers.

"A gift of pain to giants!"

Stiyl was like a middle school boy playing with flames, showing a rather classic smile, waving flames and sweeping towards Kamijou Touma, drowning him directly.

The flames filled the entire aisle, the scorching temperature, and the gust of wind that came with it made Stiyl's cloak rattle.

Looking at his masterpiece, Stiyl touched his head.

"Is it too hard?"

Slowly closing his eyes and bowing his head, he seemed to be offering sacrifices to the dead.

"It's really a pity, but with your level, no matter how many times you fight, you can't beat me."

Raising the suspended fire in his hand, a powerful flame could burst out at any time, but unfortunately, it was over.

Clenching his palms tightly, the fire extinguished, and Stiyl turned around, ready to receive Index.

"Who are you talking about..."

A voice suddenly came from behind, causing Stiyl to stop, showing a slightly surprised expression, turning his head to look at the gradually extinguished flame, and standing there unscathed in the smoke.

"You said no one can beat you no matter how many times you fight?"

"how is this possible!"

Kamijou Touma was covered in smoke that hadn't dissipated. With a wave of his right hand, he seemed to tear everything apart. He looked at his right hand with a frightened expression.

"Really, that's what I said, what am I afraid of!"

"Even if it's that monk's uniform, can't I destroy it with my right hand!"

Listening to the other party's words, Stiyl sweated slightly on his forehead, raised his brows, and was a little bit unbelievable, but whether the other party's words were true or not, he would know right away.

The flame in the palm burst out again, and with a wave of his hand, it was like pulling out the light of a knife, and the flame turned into a blade and swept away.

The flaming blade that was leaving in the middle reached Kamijou Touma in an instant.

The latter raised his palm, which could wipe out everything except supernatural powers, and grabbed it hard.

hum!
There was a broken sound.

The invisible flame was crushed directly like glass, Stiyl looked at Kamijou Touma, the corner of his mouth twitched, he understood.

"So that's it, I finally know!"

"I know the real culprit who destroyed [Action Church]!"

He also thought of a file he had read, in which there was a person with the legendary ability to obliterate the existence of all mysterious powers.

Unexpectedly, I was met by him!
He lowered his head slowly, shadows covered his eyes, and he began to sing in a low voice.

"One of the five elements that build the world, the great flame of the ancestor!"

Accompanied by Stiyl's chanting, a circle of flames appeared under his feet and began to spin up. Such a vision made Kamijou Touma stop and frowned. Watching the flames gather again, it seemed different from before.

"It is the light of grace that breeds life, it is the light of sanction that punishes evil, and while it brings stability and happiness, it is also the cold misfortune that eliminates the cold darkness."

The seemingly cumbersome incantation was actually chanted extremely fast, and the continuously gathering flames in Stiyl's hands had shown a stronger temperature and light than before.

"Its name is Yan, and its job is sword!"

"Appear! Eat my body and turn it into strength!"

roar~
A roar roared from the flames wrapped around Steele's body, and the twisted flames continued to form and expand. The scorching heat melted the label of Kamijou Touma's dormitory, and his hands turned red and softened.

Like a guardian monster behind him, Stiyl looked at Kamijou Touma.

"The king of hunting witches [Innocentius], whose name stands for [must kill]!"

The flame monster-like pedestrian flames behind him screamed and waved their fists, distorting the air with high temperature, and came towards Kamijou Touma.

This made Kamijou Touma show a dignified expression. He had never seen such a weird phenomenon.

But...it should be a question every day!

With sharp eyes, he drank in a deep voice.

"Stop getting in the way!"

The waving arm waved out, instantly obliterating the flame monster in front of him.

(End of this chapter)