Ordinary Kihara is the Strongest in Education

"The high school students over there are so rude to shout."

Pointing at Aleister who was driving the boat, Kamijou Touma shouted in a broken voice.

"Why do we have to go through such a hell bullet time when we have celestial bodies? Isn't it over if we rush in with a barrier or something?"

"If those 'Aleisters' detect the smell of 'Demon God', do you think we who are beside them will be targeted?"

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The roar did not come from across the horizon.

A carnivorous dinosaur-like roar exploded beside him, and Kamijou shrank his head without thinking.

Or, a blood-stained monster with countless swords and halberds pierced into his body.

Or, an old man riding on a tree broom with holes that look like human faces.

Or, a beautiful young man wearing a loose mask with a colorful halo on his head and wings growing from his back.

Or, a grotesque-looking giant dragon that opened several bloody mouths like a carnivorous plant on the mass of the internal organs.

Thousands, maybe more.

The alien army, which seemed to fill the dark sea, was overwhelming, advancing from the French side to the British side together.

For the British Puritans, this is a mysterious force, so a magic bombardment of 1 rounds per minute was launched against them.

Still, they couldn't be forced back.As soon as a part of the front line was torn apart by shelling, new monsters filled the void, and the distance to the United Kingdom was gradually shortened.

Individuals that maintain a human form are rare.

Clusters of tentacles swollen like octopuses, carnivorous dinosaurs that force their muscles into rusted armor plates, cubes of concrete stitched together to make it look like a human body, and something that seems to be swallowed whole. A giant truck or a tank is mixed in.

Wearing a bikini with a hood, Karasuma Fran, who was covering her stomach with a gel-like heat-retaining agent, pressed her hood with her small palms as if being harassed by a storm, and groaned.

"It's Aleister Crowley."

Of course, she was not referring to something in the shape of a girl on the same ship who was holding the steering wheel.

The scope of this matter is not limited to the Strait of Dover.

Among the 53 countries and regions of the Commonwealth of Nations, such wars are ongoing.

"They called it the Crowley Calamity. Calamity with my name!! I might be able to feel the reason why the villains are so keen on it!!!"

Laughing in a low voice like the evil witch in a picture book, Aleister gave a simple explanation while humming and steering the rudder.

"Thanks to the act of Coronzon who used Lola's body to kill me in the 'windowless building', all the me in the countless overlapping ifs overflowed and returned to the world. The number is probably more than a billion. If it's a fraction It's too troublesome to count them one by one. There are Crowley who honed magic to the extreme, and Crowley who gave up completely. However, either one is not a serious possibility, and that's why I do it for me. ?"

bang bang bang! !

Thick columns of light continued to shoot at Aleister's cluster and Crowley's Calamity.Wherever they went, ashes vanished, but the monsters continued to push forward.

Although this situation was a blessing for Kamijou and the others, who were among the monsters that filled the dark sea with the goal of landing, they still felt chills down their spines when they saw it.

The vast sea was dyed red like a tea bag dipped in black tea, and there were flesh and bones floating on the water everywhere.

If you look down from the universe, maybe the earth will appear as a blood-colored planet.

As I said just now, the scope of this matter is not limited to the Strait of Dover.The Crowley Disaster Tide is spreading all over the world.

Only 53 countries and regions are directly affected.

Given that the surrounding countries were dragged into chaos like being dragged into the water, countries and regions that had nothing to do with this battle no longer existed.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

After all, there are places where even these "Crowleys" are absolutely unable to break through.

For example, in a country with an ancient civilization that has survived to this day, it may not be said that the British shelling will be inferior to that of China.But in the field of "guarding the home", they are obviously not very good.

Aleister Crowley doesn't care where her life goes.

Maybe, don't say.

For the silver-haired girl who is now holding the helm of the ship, there may be no difference between the two.

A harsh, vivid sound came.

The dragon, which had countless viscera and bloody mouth, split its jaws open.The turbid current that spewed out of it was something resembling gastric juice.

It burst out with the momentum of an industrially used water jet cutting machine, slicing the battlefield in a straight line, and the counterattack exploded on the other side of the horizontal plane.

The cumulonimbus-like smog erupted from the surface, probably a chemical smog similar to sulfuric acid.

The bombardment of light from the end of the Strait of Dover attenuated only for a moment, and the monsters killed each other.

Nearly.

Steep beachheads of white lime texture can be seen.Kamijou Touma swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he looked at the destination that appeared in front of him in the bathing moonlight.No, that's just the beginning.The sense of the flow of time has begun to be ambiguous.

But, right now.

boom! ! ! ! ! !From a very close distance, the cannonball of light attacked.

The beam hit directly at the huge monster with viscera that was walking beside Kamijou and could only be looked up at.Fragments of the monster's stump were scattered, and chunks of swollen flesh bigger than the smashed light truck splattered towards it.

"Uh, uu, uh-!?"

"Don't be noisy. Hurry up!"

Hearing the words of Kihara Celestial Body, Kamijou Touma subconsciously grasped the guardrail of the ship. Kamijou Touma pressed his center down, and held Index in his arms, as much as possible to ensure that he would not go into the water and those "Crowleys" side by side.

With the explosion of "Boom", the massive chunk of meat was blasted out like this.

And just when Kamijou Touma breathed a sigh of relief, an accident happened.

Someone who fails at everything....

On the rocks! ! ! !

第 630

The situation is not the same as usual.

The Strait of Dover is the gateway to Eurasia.The beautiful coast of pure white stretches out, which is a rare sight to find in the whole of the UK.

This area was originally composed of soft limestone, and not far from the dense white sandy beach, stood a nearly vertical, white wall-like cliff.

Every night, the bright moon hangs high, and the land emits a faint fluorescent light, forming a sharp contrast with the dark sea, which is a good scene.

Can't see anything.

All that exists here are aggregates of impurities.Just like the rubbish drifting from foreign countries, or the accident of a freighter on the sea not far away, the silhouettes of man-made objects spread across the vast stretch of coastline, showing their presence.

The December sea breeze was blowing directly on the cheeks of the female knight in charge of direct guard.Although it is cold, it has not reached the freezing temperature of sea water.There's not as much snow here as in Santa's country.

The winter wind exudes a strong tidal scent, and there is still some residual temperature, but only tonight, it brings a creepy feeling of being drenched in blood from head to toe.

Out of the dark sea, the edges and corners of concrete blocks jut out.

On the beach, several giant shields were inserted into the ground like barricades.

The white beach has been extensively renovated in order to hurriedly cover the fine sand on the magic circle in place of the mine?

A few steel bars stick out from the vertical cliff, and rose vines are tangled like barbed wire on the outer walls of the prison.

No, this is beyond direct landing obstructions.Although the vast magical fortifications are roughly built, they do not represent effective underground.

It was a wooden crate and a water tank for supplies, or maybe a trap that looked like those things.In addition, emergency tents and trenches were set up to prepare for shelling from the horizontal direction.As if to smear the entire panorama from left to right, a huge defensive position is constructed using a combination of indirection and directness.

This beautiful coast is only about 100 kilometers away from the capital, London.Basically it's a dead end.

Once this place falls, the entire federation may be destroyed in a destructive way.From England to Scotland and beyond will become the worst battlefields.The unarmed people do not even have the right to pray, and unreasonable disasters will kill them in an instant.

The beach is full of fine sand, like a desert at night in a picture book. Not far away, beautiful limestone forms a nearly vertical natural city wall.On the cliff, several objects that are slightly taller than the average person's height protrude.

That's a huge disc.It is carved with the face of a lion and the clothes of a hunter.The symbol of the guardian saint is guarding the line of defense of the throat.

They rotate and change direction like a parabolic antenna.The female knight in silver armor and a sleeveless burqa shouted loudly.

"The third group can go to rest! The first and second groups come forward!! I started praying together as soon as I ordered, and stepped up to charge the emblem!!"

The number of a square array exceeded 100, and the entire row and column of nuns formed a rectangular formation.The girls in their cardamom years knelt down, folded their hands, and prayed wholeheartedly.

However, they are not the source of power.

It is good to pray to God.However, facing those who are fighting and needing help right in front of you, is it right to pray that only you can be saved?And there are saints, like St. Vitus and St. Julian, who are famous all over the world for their miracles approaching divine punishment and retribution.

You can deliberately induce divine punishment, and then transfer the effect object and strike.In a sense, this is an act of disrespect to the gods, but the systematic approach allows even the wrath of saints to be exploited.

Of course, there is more than one type of attack.

As a major premise, a plurality of attack emblems installed on the ground can cover each other with firepower, and can fire artillery support no matter where they are attacked.

In addition, in order to eliminate the only gap between the bombardments, completely different types of magic cannons were prepared, such as a magic mirror made from the legend of the Virgin Mary and a wind instrument representing the Apocalypse.

The barrage of artillery bombardment without any gaps continued to pour towards the pitch-black sea like a sweeping torrential rain.

There is no rest.

It is not a sniper that focuses on one point, nor a strafing that converges on a line, but suppresses the entire plane with intensive firepower.

(I thought we only needed to get in touch with Lord Lola. I heard that in Lambeth Palace, where the Supreme Bishop lives, there is a map where you can find a killer that can turn offense. Really, Huo who is in charge of the investigation What the hell is Legreis Millets doing...)

"That's too late......"

however.

Even at this level, the female knight in the silver armor and the sleeveless burqa had only this thought in her heart.

They can knock down the enemy, and they can meet them in time.But the number of enemies that swarmed was overwhelmingly greater than they could destroy.

Giant beasts big enough to sink large trailers and cargo ships fill the sea one by one, as if to reflect the rain of bullets back.

The female knight held a gold coin tightly in her hand.

It was a decapitation gold coin.Although the name of this spiritual item is very scary, its origin can be traced back to the time when the sinner was beheaded with an axe, and the family of the sinner used the gold coin to bribe the executioner.

May the sinner die without pain in just one blow.

This spiritual outfit is the last resort.Its effect is to increase concentration through the gaze and block pain and terror for a few seconds.This is a "compassionate thing" made so that people can kill themselves decisively.

It's more of a portable anaesthetic than the last dagger that lays down helpless allies.

(These large-scale spiritual items constructed from the original Roman Orthodox Church and Amakusa style are indeed amazing, but this war needs quantity not quality...)

Crunch and crunch! !A disturbing sound resembling chewing resounded around.