Clip exposure, the savior Kamijou Touma

"I remember now! On the stage of the Academy City Daihastar Festival!"

The person who remembers this most thoroughly is undoubtedly Misaka Mikoto.

She widened her eyes, and a complex expression suddenly appeared on her young and heroic face, and the picture appeared deep in her mind.

The young man, who was clearly covered in wounds, gritted his teeth and released several giant dragons from the broken arm.

Soon, the giant dragon disappeared again.

What appeared at the place where Kamijou Touma’s broken arm was was his restored right hand!

"Is this also the power of science?" To be honest, Misaka Mikoto herself couldn't believe this kind of thing: "But... um... it's impossible no matter how I think about it."

Even though science is an emerging force that drives the development of the times.

But--

"Is science really that amazing? An arm that had been completely amputated could be completely restored simply by crushing some energy gathered at the broken arm?"

I guess no one would believe such nonsense.

After all, this is the final battle between science and magic.

And in the arms of Kamijou Touma, an amateur, there actually was hidden this kind of hidden energy whose source was totally unknown.

Anyway, no matter what.

The audience's comments rise as the video changes to other perspectives.

The scenes that return again are clips of Accelerator, Misaka Mikoto, Kuroko, Hamazura, and a series of other combat perspectives.

Obviously, this blank time is to give the audience a chance to adapt to the current situation and discuss with each other.

They were all discussing at once.

Some praised Touma's courage and perseverance.

Some were shocked by the power of the Right Fire.

Some people appreciate the ideological game between the two.

Some people also don't understand why they have to waste so much time talking to each other when there seems to be such a huge gap in combat power between the two.

Following the discussion between the two just now.

A new reality has also been put on display for the audience to see.

"This man called Right Flame, his strength... could it be that there is a so-called 'conceptual limit'...?"

After pausing two or three times, a complete sentence suddenly came out of the fire magician's mouth.

It is still an obscure and difficult to understand theory on magic, which sounds very confusing.

At least to the layman Kamijou it seemed incomprehensible, but at this moment he was not affected by the fire mage's muttering, but fell into deep thought about his suspicion.

This is a question I have never thought about before.

yes...

If this guy called Right Fire is really that powerful.

If he really had the demeanor to conquer the world single-handedly.

Why did he summon such a group of people like archangels or other subordinates?

Since he could fight alone, why did he build such a large magical ritual fortress, the Star of Bethlehem?

"The most important thing is what I just mentioned in the video."

As if he had figured something out, Kamijou looked at the eyes that were attracted by his words and murmured to himself, "If this is really the case, if he is really invincible, why would he use the authority of the old pope to snatch the faith of the 20 billion Roman Orthodox believers who seemed worthless before him!?"

damn it!

Before, I was too depressed and under great pressure, and I felt suffocated.

There was no chance to even think about such a simple thing!

"boom--!"

The boy couldn't help but hit the wooden stake beside him hard. At this moment, in the full immersive experience, he seemed to be really in the scene and became the person standing in front of the fire on the right.

Looking at the scenes in the video and thinking carefully about what had just happened, he kept mumbling to himself.

"In other words, the property of the Right Fire's ethereal hand is that... as long as the enemy is strong, it will become stronger... Is that right? If you think about it this way, everything becomes clear!"

"Minglang?" Touma's constant inferences and mumbling attracted many people's attention.

However, their interruption did not stop Touma's thinking this time. He was still thinking and reasoning, and thought of a possibility that he had never thought of before!

"That's right! If that's the case, then it means that his ability itself is not invincible! It's the [theoretical upper limit] of its existence! The simple [theoretical upper limit] has reached the concept of invincibility, that's all!"

This is the entire trump card of the Right Fire——

That's why he needs his arm -

Just like what he said before, it can be used to remove the combat power restrictions of the chicken claw. The most important thing is that it can trigger a check and balance effect and achieve the theoretical strongest combat situation of this chicken claw!

However, if that's all, can his true ability really be ranked first among all abilities?

If that's the case...

"Isn't that an existence comparable to the demon god that Index mentioned before?"

Looking at all his companions nearby, Kamijou Touma couldn't help but come up with the most reasonable guess... After all, the guy's current theoretical limit is to smash the planet to pieces!

As for what Index said that only by learning 103,000 grimoires can one have demon god-level abilities, this statement is definitely an exaggeration. After all, if one can destroy the world, can't this level of ability be called a demon god...?

This statement made everyone fall silent, except for Index who frowned. Based on her knowledge of magic, she was about to say something more appropriate.

however--

Just before Index could speak, a sneer from somewhere interrupted the quiet and subtle silence.

Instantly.

Everyone looked over sideways.

And this one glance...is a thousand years.

Touma was stunned because he had never seen anyone like this before.

What kind of person is this!

His face was haggard and wrinkled, like a skeleton, his head was completely hairless, his eye sockets were sunken with only two green eyeballs and pitch-black eye whites, and he was wearing a pink and gold robe...wait, is this a cassock! ?

Could this guy be a monk?

Touma stood there in a daze, then looked at his companions, thinking that this monk was also a spectator from another world, who came over specifically to talk to him, the protagonist.

but--!

The next moment, this thought in his mind disappeared in an instant.

Because he found out.

The only people present were him and Misaka Mikoto.

Everyone was standing there in shock as if they were facing a great enemy.

This is a very strange situation.

I can't recognize who this guy is.

But everyone found that when this monk-like person stood in front of them...they...

It was as if I had lost the instinct to move.

That's right!

This pressure clearly comes from magic from the same worldview!

Just looked at him.

It was as if one could see the deep silence in his eyes.

He was obviously a silent and solemn monk, but just by getting close to him, all my clothes were soaked. I felt a strong sense of fear and nausea in my heart, as if I couldn't find an outlet to vent, and I was about to explode and die on the spot.

But it's worth noting.

When the skeleton-like monk discovered this.

He did not feel proud or happy about it, but waved the golden sword in his hand casually.

The pressure that bound the struggling people seemed to completely dissipate in that instant.

The old monk regained his composure and said directly:

"It's probably because I haven't come into contact with life outside for too long. I haven't controlled this aspect well. Please forgive me."

The particularly retro self-proclaimed name and the very old-fashioned and sophisticated wording showed that this haggard-looking old man was really expressing his own mistakes and hoped that everyone would forgive him.

However....

Of course.

No one dared to talk to him.

Because of the extraordinary pressure just now.

It was like a message of death from another world.

It can even be said that if the monk had not deliberately suppressed too much of his aura, the contact just now would have been enough to make everyone from the magic side faint on the spot or even enter a state of near death.

The old monk did not act too uncomfortable or embarrassed because of this.

Instead, he glanced at the distant horizon with interest, his face revealing a little happiness and emotion.

"What a fantastic world, a cozy place that allows beings like us to enter. This really makes me happy... I never thought that this problem that has troubled me for so many years has been realized just like this... Although, this is only temporary."

A bunch of inexplicable emotions were thrown in front of everyone.

No, who asked you?

And why is there a kind of arrogance in his tone that he himself is not aware of?

Touma easily noticed that his companions seemed to be intimidated by the man in front of him, and naturally thought - this guy must be an important person.

however.

There was another non-magical person present.

"Grandpa, what do you mean by this comfortable place that only you can set foot in?" The curious Tokiwadai Electric Princess came online, looked at the monk with a face full of emotion, and asked in surprise.

Unfortunately, the old monk did not want to reply. He raised a skinny bony finger, and the kind smile on the corner of his mouth looked like a scene from a horror movie.

"Well, I can't reveal the reason yet. If you have a chance to see me appear in a plot, maybe you will know the secret."

Such a mysterious old monk appeared in front of Touma and his party.

Or rather, the reason why he was willing to show up was actually something more casual and funny.

The old monk calmly recounted something that Touma and his companions could not understand at all: "Demon God? That kind of thing doesn't have the ability to do that, young man."

The fire on the right...

Still can't reach the edge of the devil?

An answer that makes people feel incredible.

However, the people on the magic side had no intention of joking or asking questions.

不 ...

What was even more surprising was that Touma always felt that his tone seemed to indicate that he really knew something——

"Master, do you have any basis for saying this?"

"Could it be that you have seen this kind of demon god or something like that!?"

The boy touched his head and asked in surprise and restrained manner.

And fixed his eyes on the face of the old monk.

I found that he had an intriguing smile.

"Hehe... this question is——"

The purple robe was embellished with luxurious pure gold. If he was a monk, it seemed too gorgeous. The mummy was holding a golden sword in his hand. I don't know if it was used as a walking stick. With a clang, he stabbed the sword on the ground.