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.
The old monk smiled and gave an answer that surprised Touma.
"Let me introduce myself first. I am a true 'Demon God'. My name is... well, you can just call me 'Seng Zheng'."
The words left people shocked.
Even Kamijou Touma was shocked by what the old monk said.
The mysterious old man said with a smile. As he spoke, his hard and dry skin seemed to crack, just like a mummy.
After saying this, he closed his mouth strangely and smiled slightly. He no longer insisted on talking to the people present, but walked away, leaving only a bored sigh: "Young man who is a god and a demon hunter, your name and your nature... everything seems to be a foreshadowing. I hope we will never have to fight each other."
New and difficult vocabulary.
"God purifies and demons are defeated?" Touma frowned and wanted to ask something, but found that the monk had quietly run away to another place at some point, and he didn't know where he was immersing himself in the leisure space in the video.
Speaking of which...the devil?
The answer he gave sounded like a joke.
and--
Even though there are so many people from the magic side present.
Even though Tsuchimikado wanted to say something, he temporarily gave up the idea of intervening because of the oppressive feeling he had just felt.
He just looked at the abbot as if he was facing a great enemy, with an extremely wonderful expression.
He, who had always been calm in the face of praise or criticism, was sweating profusely and it was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure.
"He...the demon god!?"
“Is this true?!”
Touma was stunned. It was hard for him to believe that this old man was the one in the legend.
To verify whether it was true or not, he turned his head and looked at the people around him.
But I was surprised to find out.
Everyone's expressions and looks have already given their answers.
Demon
A word that should not be allowed to enter.
But no one in the Puritan church thought that this guy was joking.
Because of his courage.
Because of the arrogance that looked down on everyone from beginning to end.
And he downplayed the ability of Right Fire as being as insignificant as an ant.
"I never thought that monsters of this level really exist in the world... From what he said, could it be that these creatures live in other corners of the world and deliberately do not appear in front of people?" Steele couldn't help but be dumbfounded. This strange situation had already exceeded all his expectations.
It just plays the clipped content.
As the video was playing, the so-called devil secretly appeared beside them!
"Damn it, this is a big one, A Shang! It looks like you've been targeted by some monster that showed up early again!"
Tsuchimikado was speaking in a way that was difficult to understand, as if he was joking.
"Ah, the devil..."
Misaka Mikoto repeated in a murmur, while Kanzaki Kaori beside her, although not saying anything, also had an expression of careful thought and astonishment.
"Why are you all acting so weird..."
Kamijou Touma shrugged innocently, then scratched his spiky hair, and smirked, "Speaking of which, we haven't figured out the current situation yet, so why did some demon suddenly appear... Why do I feel like there's going to be a lot of trouble again?"
Demon...I don't understand.
So....
Apart from this, there is one more thing that needs to be asked.
To be on the safe side, Kamijou Touma suddenly looked at the silver-haired nun who rarely had the opportunity to intervene in the conversation, and asked -
"Oh, Index, the power in my right hand... the so-called dragon head—"
"Is it science or magic? Anyway, the essence of this thing... Index, do you know?"
This is the most important thing he should understand now——!
Compared to other things, the problem of this dragon head hand is the most critical.
However, the embarrassing answer was that Index's expression was full of confusion. She shook her head innocently and said, "I don't know, Touma! In my knowledge of magic books, there is no such content!"
Kamijou Touma: “….”
"Alright, alright, let's temporarily return from the tense atmosphere of reality to the more relaxed plot, ok, my dears~"
In the picture that all the audience are paying attention to.
Clear the clouds and see the sun.
Wait until all the contents of the side scenes disappear.
The scene returned to the scene after the Right Fire released the move.
And that young man still stood firmly in the same place!
"Don't you understand yet?"
Standing in the ruins where even the ceiling disappeared due to an explosion from the sky.
The boy named Kamijou Touma spoke.
That voice was deep and heavy.
"You said that, right? I should have said that. The ability of that right hand changes according to the strength of the enemy. The stronger the opponent, the stronger the power it uses. So, in order to maximize the power of the right hand, the Third World War was triggered and the malice in people's hearts was amplified. This was all to clarify the outline of the "enemy that must be defeated" and finally complete the resetting of the world and completely end its existence."
But so what.
As it stands today, World War III is still going on. Tragedy is born from tragedy, spreading a vortex of malice in every corner of the planet. The Right Fire uses the way that echoes ugliness to multiply the power of the Holy Spirit, completely purifying the world as the preparations are completed.
"But, then it's possible to say that."
Kamijou turned his right hand as if to check the condition of his shoulder, and continued his speech with the sound of his joints creaking.
"What if, in everyone's hearts, there is no malice as you imagine? Then you wouldn't be able to trigger the power you expected!"
The brow of Youfang Zhihuo trembled slightly.
He looked towards the broken wall, at the vast and distant ground. Although it was illuminated by the golden sky, he still couldn't see the depths of the ground. Perhaps it was because the dust and water vapor in the air overlapped, forming a layer of screen. Part-time jobs were like black smoke from the depths of the souls of people who were killed in war, covering the world.
"…Your words are wrong from the very premise."
The fire on the right shakes the "third hand".
In order to obtain powerful knowledge support, he held the remote-controlled spiritual equipment tightly in his hand.
There was clear hatred in his eyes.
"This world is twisting. It's a situation that needs to be controlled. Even the four major attributes that serve as the backbone will surely break if I don't repair them. The remaining resource reserves, ethnic conflicts, religious differences, food shortages, national wars, environmental damage, everything is entangled together. It's no longer a situation where we can solve the problems one by one in order."
"..."
"You said that in this world, it is impossible to obtain the expected amount of malice? Don't be ridiculous. That's just the nonsense of people who don't understand the meaning of the word malice!! Such a war is still going on. And such a big war has been given a legitimate name!! Countries, ethnicities, religions, men and women, languages, funds, bloodlines, talents, the little thorns in everyone's heart, have begun to be released to the outside world without reservation!!... Do people want to believe in these beautiful things so much in their hearts? Then what part of the human heart is it that does such a thing!?"
"Indeed, the human heart is not something that can be seen from the outside. Perhaps its nature is a dark and thick mass. Although I don't realize it, perhaps even in my heart there is lurking malice that I cannot believe."
But Kamijou continued.
It doesn’t end there.
"Human nature is not just like this."
