Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

It is hard to imagine that Janice's smug attitude is without reason.

Although the Roman Orthodox Church often acts recklessly due to its religious style when dealing with crusades, extreme and stupid are two completely different words.

When it comes to crusades against the representative forces of the scientific side, such as the Blue Dream Company, it is impossible to dispatch the Thirteen Knights without the permission of the superiors.

Kanzaki Kaori thought.

She is not concerned about the power of the Thirteen Knights, but as the official thugs of the choir, their status in the Roman Orthodox Church is equivalent to the final weapon.

It is a bright card, and it will not be used to do dirty work that cannot be seen in the light. Only when the crusade is publicly recognized will they obey orders.

Is it because the Blue Dream Company took over the security of the Academy City before, the magic side mistakenly believed that the final weapon that blew up half the moon before was related to them, and planned to use this as a springboard to determine whether to go to war with the scientific side?

Although there seemed to be no such weapon in the Blue Dream Company's arsenal, if Roland was having fun, it was not impossible to blow up the moon to cheer him up.

The female saint, who came late and was not aware of the long-planned Misaka Network, did not realize that she had accidentally approached the truth.

However, even if she knew, with the sect, Index, and even herself all belonging to Roland, whether Roland acted on impulse without considering the consequences or did it on purpose, it would not affect her standing on the side of the Blue Dream Company.

So, she just continued to stare at Janice coldly without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing Kamijou Kaori's performance, Janice felt a little uneasy.

It would be fine for others, but the female saint who had worked for the British Puritans before should be very clear that the Roman Orthodox Church would kill any sinners and burn any pagans.

Even if Kamijou Kaori had stigmata, her fate would at least be to go to the Inquisition.

Then why was she still so calm after knowing that her enemy was the world's number one magic force?

As if... she was sure she would not lose.

"It was really shocking. Although I expected the Orthodox Church to sacrifice a number of valuable flags, they even sent out the final weapons. I was a little surprised by their courage."

As if he had heard her inner thoughts, Roland looked over at the right time.

This reaction immediately made Janice frown.

"You are so sure of us. Even if this is the base camp of the scientific side, do you think you can hold on until the support arrives?"

"Of course not," Roland shook his head and smiled and narrowed his eyes. "After all, the time before the support arrives is enough for me to deal with you thousands of times. But you, do you want to surrender? Compared with the Roman Orthodox Church who sent you as a fuse, the Blue Dream Organization can better display your talents."

Janice looked at Roland silently.

Although the other party looked very warm, there was always a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

But now standing face to face, she only felt as if a cold poisonous snake had crawled up her ankle, and then went up and wrapped her whole body tightly.

The smooth and terrifying scales felt too real, making Janice's forehead sweat, like a fish on the shore, gasping for breath.

Is this... an invitation, or a warning?

Janice forced herself to suppress the fear in her heart and quickly raised the silver staff in her hand.

At the same time, the deep and sacred hymn sounded.

"The wings of the blazing sky are glory, and the glory is the pure white that exposes the sins--

Pure white is the evidence of purification, and the evidence is the result of action--

The result is the future, the future is time, and time is uniform--"

The knights who had been prepared for a long time raised their swords and chanted devoutly.

For a while, there was only the solemn chorus around.

A suitable song has the power to turn decay into magic, and the spell created by the former Pope of Rome is even more so.

As a mass song that was popular throughout medieval Europe, this holy spell could combine the power of 3,333 monks, just like focusing sunlight on a magnifying glass, greatly increasing the power of magic.

And because the monks gathered in the Vatican's cathedral, they did not need to go out, and only needed the Knights to locate them, so it was impossible to interrupt the ceremony temporarily.

For this reason, the Roman Orthodox Church openly displayed this strategic weapon that covers the entire world as a deterrent.

As the knights' swords flashed like antennas, in an instant, only the sound like the distant howling of wild beasts remained.

It was the roar when the clouds floating in the sky were blown away, and a column of light suddenly formed from heaven to earth, as red as blood, like a huge thunderbolt.

Roland looked up and saw the full picture of the thunderbolt.

Thousands of flaming arrows gathered and merged together, turning into a red lotus divine spear.

In an instant, it fell down in a posture that penetrated everything.

But for Roland, this level of attack was not enough.

Even though it was called the ultimate weapon of the Roman Orthodox Church, it was just a simple gathering of energy. From the perspective of scale, it was only at the level of a magic version of a space-based weapon.

Even if he had to block the attack perfectly instead of just taking it in order to avoid affecting other school districts and Index next to him, it was not a big deal.

It is not even qualified to destroy the inherent barrier of Oreos' Golden Dayan just now. Even if the alchemist's talent is higher, he can treat an attack of similar scale as a flat A.

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Roland reached out his hand calmly and grasped the magic gun that was faster than starlight and contained terrifying light and heat.

Then, light and heat that could destroy the entire school district bloomed in his palm.

But the paradox is that even though it has been crushed by Roland, it has not been annihilated directly. Instead, like the broken sun, it still stubbornly radiates the remaining power, trying to pierce Roland's palm relentlessly.

"The power of a saint?"

Roland's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he whispered in surprise.

"To be able to condense the energy that is simply superimposed into a body that cannot find any flaws. This is not just the level of the stigmata. You can at least get the closely related sacred relics to do it, right?"

There is a huge difference between the amount of energy accumulated and the power used by a strong person with this level of power.

It's like magnetic field addition and subtraction can produce reactions that far exceed numbers at certain moments, but apart from the momentum, this uncontrollable force can't hurt any strong people at all.

Even with the assistance of the holy spell and the same beliefs, personal barriers will still cause subtle boundaries in the fused energy.

But the divine spear that had just been summoned by the Chorus was like one body. It was no longer a strategic weapon that was difficult to control, but a blow that would bring destruction in the true sense.

Judging from the sacred aura that was so strong that no mark could be seen, it was obvious that a higher level of power had forcibly unified them.

Roland raised his eyebrows and thought of the answer.

"Speaking of which, today seems to be the memorial day of St. Peter, one of the twelve apostles. It seems that you have really been planning this for a long time."

"It's a pity that there are only 3,333 people who believe in it. Even with the help of holy relics, it is still not worth mentioning. It would be much more interesting if there were more people."

Agnes did not doubt Roland's contemptuous words.

Although she only had a few minutes of close-up viewing, she had an intuitive understanding of the strength and courage of the man in front of her.

In particular, the fact that the great weapon used by the Orthodox Church to frighten the world was calmly held by Roland and played with at will had a great impact on her.

This look of ease is much more convincing than any bluffing move.

"Have you actually noticed the power of the Apostle's Cross?... No wonder the church considers the system you created to be the source of trouble, completely breaking the balance."

Yanis gritted her teeth and tried to pretend to be calm, not letting her eyes drift to the knights who were already lying on the ground, even the sword blades were out of their hands, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

But the subtle vibrato under her charming voice betrayed her worry.

The petite nun has realized that the current situation is not optimistic.

The plan was obviously going very smoothly, from secretly recalling Oreos, who was supposed to be wanted, to Academy City.

It would be great if he successfully recovered the Index of Forbidden Books and Kanzaki Kaori.

If he fails, he can also use this to get a pretext to declare war, and then destroy the leaders of Blue Dream Company, or at the worst, destroy Academy City and plunge it into chaos.

The only option for Roland to win is to protect the city while defeating their strategic weapons.

But even without complete preparation, the other party still responded to everything perfectly in the most unflattering way.

For the first time in her life, Agnes admired her enemy.

but--

"I won't let you continue to act recklessly, heretic!"

The girl made a threat with a stern tone but a hint of sternness.

Originally, in the original plan, only the Gregorian Choir and the Apostle's Cross were used as the final killer.

Because with the combination of the two ultimate weapons, no one thought that the Roman Orthodox Church would lose.

The Gregorian Choir is just that. The Apostle's Cross is not some spiritual device made based on a concept. It is the cross erected in front of the tomb of St. Peter the Apostle, the first pope of Christianity. It is a holy relic in the true sense.

It was only because of the order of the current Pope that Agnes and her troops were dispatched urgently and met halfway.

At first, Agnes complained that this move was a bit unnecessary. After all, everything that happens in the area of ​​influence under the light of the Apostle's Cross will be beneficial to the Roman Orthodox Church. In conjunction with the choir, plus she has completely excess combat power.

But now she was extremely grateful for this order.

Otherwise, if things continue like this, this crusade will probably be a total annihilation of shame.

From this point of view, maybe the Pope specifically asked her to join midway because of this.

The signature Gregorian Chorus will attract the attention of all enemies, but no one will think that their role is only to guide the Apostles' Cross standing in the Vatican Sanctuary here, so that the real killer weapon has the basis to play.

Suddenly, Yanis raised the cross on her chest.

After she made this symbolic gesture, the nun wearing the same outfit as her also appeared neatly next to her.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, they were not even as good as the unconscious knight over there, but under certain conditions, Agnis's troops had enough reasons to defeat everything.

"The Pope's ban has been lifted. Under the light of the Apostle's Cross, the faith has been gathered. Everyone is ready!"

The girl's whisper suddenly sounded.

"——Start the ritual here, the fish of the supper."

"Fish of the supper?"

Roland showed a slightly surprised expression.

Although the Last Supper may be the most famous meal in Christianity, the legend of the Son of God feeding all believers with five loaves and two fish is equally famous.

This is a ritual that shows power by the multiple of believers.

Because the fish will be divided among all believers in concept, whether it is fifty people sitting in a row or a hundred people sitting in a row.

And under this premise, the size of the fish will determine the miracle it will be endowed with.

In Roland's impression, the current number of believers in the Roman Orthodox Church, if not fully counted, should be...

"Two billion."

There was a hint of satisfaction in Janice's voice.

"This is a release order issued only by His Majesty. It can only be carried out under the will of 2 billion people. It is a miracle from the mythological era."

The laser-like flash of amazing power instantly penetrated the surrounding golden waves, but did not destroy the pierced object, but went straight through.

This is a spell that simply explains the attack of thunder and divine punishment. The structure is so simple that it can be done by anyone who has some knowledge of the Christian religion.

Although it is based on such a simple legend in order to combine the will of everyone, the power of each flash is enough to make people astonished under the 200 million times increase.

Even if it only touches one, even Kamijou Touma's fantasy killer will be directly dislocated by the impact while erasing it.

What's more, the number of flashes now is in the millions.

They gradually gathered on the silver staff in Janice's hand under the light of the Apostle Cross, and instantly melted the original material, turning it into a cross sword made of energy.

This is a new spiritual outfit formed by combining the power of the Apostle Cross and the Dinner Fish.

Just holding it, Janice felt her own power rising.

"Surrender, heretic, you will not have any chance of winning in front of the power of the Apostle Cross and two billion people."

The girl raised the shining long sword in her hand, stepped on thousands of streams of light, and walked towards Roland step by step.

This is one of the real trump cards of the Cross Church. Its original purpose should not be humans, but the demons who fell into the material world.

"The so-called chance of winning is a probability that only exists when both parties are in equal status."

Roland shook his head and chuckled as if talking to himself.

"With the gap between you and me, this kind of thing does not exist. Since it was zero before, no matter how huge the multiple is, the final result will not change."

"... You are so arrogant."

Janice's eyes sank slightly.

"In that case, let me see where your confidence comes from!"

The girl's slender legs bent slightly, and the moment her toes lifted from the ground, her body turned into a rushing thunder.

Thousands of flashes also followed her movements and suddenly turned into cages, blocking all directions Roland could move.

The dinner fish, which should have been interpreted as an offensive one, showed a bit of omnipotence after the definition was expanded by the spirit of the Apostle Cross.

Although she did not fully utilize the power of faith of two billion people, Janice was almost the same as the real saint in the myth at this moment.

"Confidence?"

Roland's eyes flickered slightly, and the leisurely look on his face did not dissipate.

He gently stretched out his fingertips and pointed at the incoming sword.

"Didn't I tell you about that thing at the beginning?"

The light of the soul, as red as blood but as clear as a gem, appeared again.

Then, the cross like the aurora stopped.

The technique that uses one-third of human faith as the source of power is indeed a model in the world.

But it also has its limits.

"I told you that it would be more interesting if there were more people, but you don't think that this level is enough, right?"

"It's just the level of Saint Peter, the faith of two billion people,"

Roland smiled calmly and gently, but his eyes were as casual and indifferent as ever.

"--Too small." (End of this chapter)