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While watching the battle on the screen, he pressed Misaka Mikoto's head deeper, while his other hand slowly slid along Shokuhou Misaki's stockinged legs, probing between her thighs, his fingertips skillfully teasing her secret place, causing her to tremble slightly.
Watching the carnage on the screen and feeling the warmth and softness of the women in his arms and beside him, Su Hui felt incredibly content.
To him, this third world war that swept the globe was nothing more than a grand and magnificent fireworks display.
And he,
He will be the ultimate winner who steps onto the stage and reaps all the rewards after the fireworks have faded.
As the war escalated, the clash between magic and science intensified, and the whole world seemed to be thrown into a giant meat grinder.
Meanwhile, on the top floor of a hotel in Academy City, Su Hui continued his extravagant yet peaceful life, observing the changing world with a detached eye.
until a certain day.
Aleister's communication rang again, his voice carrying a hint of seriousness for the first time.
"Master, the location of the fire on the right has been pinpointed. He has completed the task."
Over the vast expanse of Russia, an unimaginably enormous magic circle is slowly taking shape.
It covered an area of thousands of kilometers, with intricate runes flowing above the clouds, radiating a heart-stopping magical energy.
Immediately afterwards, in the center of the magic circle, space began to distort, and a huge creation radiating holy light was slowly squeezed out of the void.
It was a magnificent aerial fortress, composed of countless intricate golden lines and pure white blocks, forming an overall cross shape.
It radiated a soft and holy light, and countless phantoms of angels circled and danced around the fortress, chanting solemn hymns.
Its size is so enormous that its shadow is enough to cover several cities.
Its mere presence caused a visible distortion in the space below, and an indescribable, terrifying pressure transcended spatial distances, enveloping the entire Earth.
At this moment, everyone who could sense magic or unusual energy felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts, making it difficult to even breathe.
It's like the heavenly kingdom from mythology descending to earth.
"The Star of Bethlehem..."
Aleister's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible solemnity, "The final incantation of the Right Flame is complete. It is based on Index's knowledge of 103,000 grimoires, combined with the power of faith from the entire world's Christian churches, to construct the 'Kingdom of God'."
A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Earth.
Whether ordinary people, magicians, or those with special abilities, at this moment, everyone felt a sense of insignificance and powerlessness stemming from their very existence.
On the screen, the image of the fire on the right appears at the top of the "Star of Bethlehem".
He spread his arms wide, a fanatical smile on his face, and his voice, through the incantation, resounded in the minds of everyone in the world.
"People of the world, witness a miracle! I, the Fire of the Right, will reshape the world! All evil will be purified, all distortions will be corrected! A new order will be established by me!"
Looking at the spirited man on the screen, Su Hui picked up the wine glass that Mugino Shenli handed him, gently swirled the red liquid inside, and a playful smile appeared on his face.
"Is it finally here... the final fireworks?"
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"Is it finally here... the final fireworks?"
Su Hui's voice was soft, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
These seemingly casual words sent a chill down the spines of all the girls present.
On the screen, the aerial fortress named "Star of Bethlehem" has completely broken free from the constraints of space and reigns supreme over the Russian ice field.
It is not a cold, steel creation, but a miracle composed of pure light and divine geometry.
The outline of the cross is magnificent, with countless phantoms of angels swirling and dancing around it, chanting hymns that mortals cannot understand.
Its shadow blankets the earth, and its very existence distorts the laws of reality.
Magic societies around the world fell into a deathly silence at this moment. Countless powerful mages bled from their mouths and noses, their spirits severely damaged simply by sensing that power.
Within Academy City, the ability users also felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the air had turned into thick syrup, making each breath incredibly difficult.
"People of the world, witness a miracle! I, the Fire of the Right, will reshape the world! All evil will be purified, all distortions will be corrected! A new order will be established by me!"
The voice of the fire on the right resounded directly in the minds of seven billion people around the world, without any intermediary.
The voice, imbued with majesty and fervor, seemed like a final decree issued by a god.
Despair spread like a plague across the globe.
Faced with this mythical, almost mythical, power, all human resistance appears pale and powerless.
"Owner……"
Misaki Shokuhou's voice trembled slightly, and she instinctively gripped Su Hui's clothes.
"rest assured."
Su Hui smiled, still maintaining his lazy demeanor.
He downed the drink in one gulp and casually placed the glass in Mugino Shizuri's hand beside him. Then, he gently pushed away Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki from his arms and stood up from the sofa.
"The performance is over, time to clean up the mess."
He stretched, his joints cracking with a series of crisp pops. It was just a simple movement, yet it seemed to dispel the heavy atmosphere in the entire room.
"Owner!"
Mugino Shizuri knelt on one knee, her eyes filled with fervent adoration, "Please allow me to go with you!"
"No need."
Su Hui waved his hand and said, "You all stay here and watch carefully. Watch how your master tramples that so-called miracle under his feet."
Before he finished speaking, Su Hui's figure had already disappeared from the spot.
The next instant, to the astonishment of countless people in Academy City, a jet-black streak of light shot into the sky from the rooftop of the most luxurious hotel, ignoring the constraints of the atmosphere and gravity, and at a speed that surpassed the laws of physics, it shot straight toward the distant "star" in the sky.
"Then...what is that?!"
"Yes... Lord Su Hui!"
On the ground, the members of the Dark Guard who were watching the battle through virtual screens instantly recognized the owner of that streak of light.
Fanatical worship overwhelmed their fear of the Star of Bethlehem, and they knelt down in unison, bowing in reverence to the black light that pierced the heavens and the earth.
Inside the hotel suite, Misaka Mikoto rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window, her hands pressed tightly against the cold glass. Her amber eyes reflected the receding light, and her heart pounded uncontrollably. Worry, fear, and a flicker of anticipation she herself hadn't even noticed—a complex mix of emotions made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
"Master is invincible."
Mugino Shizuri walked to her side, her tone resolute, her emerald eyes burning with absolute trust, "That so-called 'Right Fire' is nothing more than a rather dazzling firework on the path of the master's ascension to godhood."
Misaki Shokuhou also came over, gently leaning against Misaka Mikoto's back, and said in a sweet voice:
"Yes, that's right~ All we need to do is stay here, wearing Master's favorite clothes, bathing and smelling nice, and wait for Master to come back and enjoy us~"
……
At an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the airflow is thin and the temperature is below zero.
Su Hui's figure hovered above the clouds, his clothes remaining motionless in the fierce wind.
Before him lay the magnificent, breathtaking outline of the Star of Bethlehem.
A closer look reveals the sheer terror of this aerial fortress.
It is not a physical entity, but a demiplane constructed from immeasurable magical and religious power. Countless intricate runes flow between the light-structured buildings, each flash representing the activation of a powerful spell.
Seemingly sensing the intruders, the soft holy light on the fortress's surface suddenly became blinding.
hum-
Tens of thousands of angelic phantoms emerged from the fortress; they had no facial features, only bodies and wings made of pure light.
They all turned to Su Hui and raised the spears of light in their hands.
Next second,
The impenetrable rain of holy light poured down on Su Hui like a flood bursting its banks.
Each spear of light contains enough energy to easily evaporate a lake. When tens of thousands of spears of light are fired simultaneously, their power is enough to wipe a city off the map in an instant.
Faced with an attack that would make even a saint tremble, Su Hui didn't even lift an eyelid.
An invisible force field unfolded around him; that was his immortal domain.
All the spears of light that entered the area instantly lost their divine radiance, as if they had been erased from the conceptual level by an invisible force, silently annihilating into the void without even causing a ripple.
Su Hui strolled leisurely toward the core of the fortress.
The fortress's defenses appear to have been provoked.
More angels emerged, including even larger "Energians" and "Power Angels" wielding burning swords.
They no longer attacked from a distance, but instead brandished their weapons and charged towards Su Hui fearlessly.
Su Hui did not pause in his steps.
He didn't even look at the charging angels; he simply pulled out the Steel-Cutting Sword from his spatial storage.
A bright blue soul flame ignited on the blade.
He casually swung his hand forward.
There were no earth-shattering noises, and no dazzling special effects.
Only a thin, almost invisible blue thread flashed through the space.
All the angels at the forefront, regardless of size or rank, froze at the same moment.
next moment,
Their bodies split open from the middle, with no energy leaking out from the smooth cut. Then, their entire light-structured bodies, like pieces of paper that had been set ablaze, began to burn with a deep blue flame from the inside, and in less than a second, they were completely reduced to nothingness.
Soul Severance.
With a single strike, countless angels were annihilated.
Su Hui's steps never changed from beginning to end. He passed through the void left behind after the angels disappeared and stepped onto the pure white staircase of the Star of Bethlehem.
Behind him was an army of angels constantly emerging and being devoured by soul fire, while in front of him was a road paved with death leading to the temple.
He was like a monarch inspecting his own backyard, coldly and elegantly weeding out the unsightly weeds.
at last,
He reached the top of the stairs, where a magnificent temple came into view.
In the center of the temple, a man dressed in a red priest's robe, with fiery red hair, stood with his arms outstretched, a fanatical smile on his face.
He is the Right Seat of God—the Fire on the Right.
Behind him, a girl was bound on a huge cross.
The girl was wearing a typical Tokiwadai Middle School summer sailor uniform: a white top and a blue pleated skirt.
She had beautiful long flaxen hair, but now it was sticking messily to her cheeks.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her face was full of pain, and large beads of sweat slid down her smooth forehead.
Even in her coma and pain, her stunning figure could not be concealed.
The seemingly loose sailor uniform was stretched taut by her excessively developed breasts, outlining a breathtakingly full curve, as if the buttons might burst open at any moment.
Her slender waist and full breasts formed a striking contrast, exuding a unique, pure yet alluring contradictory beauty characteristic of a young girl.
The wind cuts through the ice.
The core of the "Imaginary Number District - Five Elements Mechanism," formed by the collective AIM diffusion fields emitted by all Ability Users in Academy City, is a miraculous creation that is neither human nor inhuman.
"You've finally arrived, demon god from another world!"
The Right Flame watched Su Hui slowly approach, its laughter echoing in the empty temple. "I can feel the immense and corrupt power within you that doesn't belong to this world! You will be the final cornerstone for me to reshape the world! Your death will be the most perfect sacrifice for the new world!"
He raised his right hand high.
The arm was constructed like any other, but when it was raised, the entire Star of Bethlehem hummed under its strain.
Endless magic, the power of faith of all the Christians on the planet, and the massive AIM energy drawn from Feng Zhan Binghua's body all converged madly toward his right arm like rivers flowing into the sea.
A pure, unreasonable, and terrifying power, capable of easily sinking continental plates, condensed in his palm.
Space, before that force, was as fragile as paper, emitting a mournful cry as it was on the verge of breaking.
"Behold this! This is the 'Divine Right,' capable of correcting everything!"