Chapter 12: May the Holy Light

"Tsk, haven't you done it yet?" Zhao Mian used various skills to bombard the monsters' various abilities, as well as the flying tentacles and other things, while using various skills to bombard the monsters.

Suddenly, the monster started screaming.

Unwillingness, anger, uneasiness, fear. Such negative emotions are filled with the monster's voice. Such huge negative emotions are no wonder such a huge and distorted monster is formed.

In the face of the bombardment with Zhao Mian, the monster that became extremely huge suddenly abandoned Zhao Mian's existence and walked towards the building beside him.

"Hey, you," Misaka's anxious cry came from the side, "Then is the nuclear-powered experimental reactor in Academic City, so you can't keep getting closer."

"Really," Zhao Mian sighed, "Do you actually want to destroy this place? It seems that this monster is just constructed by a simple and strong negative reaction. Doesn't even have a little basic sense of self-protection? Or, just simply thinking that no one can stop it?"

"However," Zhao Mian ran away, blocking the middle of the monster and the nuclear power facilities. "Since that's the case, you can't move freely." A holy light ripples in Zhao Mian's body, and countless lights penetrated into the earth. The burning holy flames spreading with Zhao Mian as the center ignited every inch of land outside the high wall.

The monster blindly stepped into the scope of dedication and screamed like pain. The places burned by the Holy Flame kept reorganizing, burning, and reorganizing again.

"It's really a nonsense to regenerate quickly." Zhao Mian looked at the increasingly bigger monster in front of him and sighed helplessly, "You can't do it with all your strength. Under such conditions, this guy's challenge level is straight for the Gemini Emperor!"

The huge monster walked in pain and staggeringly, slowly moving forward in Zhao Mian's dedication.

"Wait a little longer," Zhao Mian sighed, and replaced the Savras in his hand with Grosage. "If this guy arrives at the wall and they haven't solved it yet, then he will have to force him to kill this guy."

Suddenly, a sound that was not sure whether it was a melody or a noise sounded from all sides. Zhao Mian keenly discovered that the regeneration speed of the monster in front of him began to decrease, and within a few seconds after the sound rang, the speed of the regeneration of the limb was completely stopped.

"It seems that they are doing well." Zhao Mian smiled and put Grosage on his chest, "Then, in order to respond to their hopes, I can only let you fall here!"

"I always feel," suddenly, someone's voice from the monster's body was blurred, "It's a defective product."

"Zotian?" Zhao Mian was stunned for a moment, "No, it's impossible. The contact has been cut off, it's impossible for him to be himself. Then, that is to say." Zhao Mian tightened the sword in his hand, "Is it a memory fragment left?"

Sure enough, the voices behind him kept coming out. The depressed words made Zhao Mian's face covered with a layer of gloom. It was not for Zuo Tian, ​​nor for any individual. Zhao Mian just suddenly realized the fact that in the college urban society where ability level is the first, these children without family care have already been distorted in an unequal way.

Zhao Mian heard other people's voices and wanted to care about them, but there was no way to go. However, among the many voices, there was a person's voice. Zhao Mian carefully distinguished and listened carefully.

"You may not understand, right?" "That expectation sometimes feels too heavy."

Although it was just a few words, Zhao Mian still understood a little, and understood some of the inner sufferings that had just been in junior high school and had just entered the girl stage.

Zhao Mian held the sword in his hand tightly, looked at the monster gradually approaching him from the dedicated Holy Flame, and sighed softly, "Well, I'll apologize to the students behind you first. Although I don't know if it will still affect you now, if you can still hear it, please grit your teeth."

"Once upon a time," "I want to be anyway," "A capable person..." The voices of different people are so coherent, which once again fully proves the essence of this monster.

"Well, especially tears. At that time, I was so arrogant that I wanted to enlighten you," Zhao Mian smiled mockingly, and a pair of wings condensed from the light gradually emerged behind him. "But I don't even know the heavy pressure in your heart."

"That's helpless..." "I'm nothing," "No." It's still the kind of three-parameter sentence.

The silver hand holy sword in Zhao Mian's hand began to emit a strong holy light, and the dazzling light even made Misaka and Harutoki Kiyama who wanted to get close to this side temporarily blind. "For the first time, I felt that there was no mistake in Jaina calling me a reckless man."

"I hate myself who has no power, and I can't give up this longing no matter what." This time it turned into a complete voice of Zuotian. It seemed that this time it was Zuotian's thoughts.

"But, it's not possible to just borrow something from external things like this!" Zhao Mian said loudly, "Do you still remember what I said? It's not possible to act timidly in such a place! You deceive yourself, but you can't. Then why don't you stand up and try it!"

Looking at the monster howling and pounced at him, Zhao Mian also responded, shouting loudly at the knight's declaration, waving Grosage to meet him, "May the holy light guide your souls!"

With a puff, Zhao Mian sank into the monster's body, but his voice was still clear and his battle cry was still bright. "Sacred Storm!"

After Zhao Mian entered its body, the monster that had not yet moved for the time was completely lost this time. Countless holy lights shot out from its skin that was burned by the Holy Flame, and then exploded like a balloon that was supported to the limit. However, the corpse was not left behind. After losing the support of its ability, it was hit by Zhao Mian with all its strength. The monster finally consumed its remaining energy, and the surface matter composed of abilities naturally turned into ashes in mid-air.

Standing in the monster's original position, Zhao Mian took back the sword in his hand and took out a small steel kettle. Zhao Mian looked at the kettle in his hand, smiled slightly, raised the kettle in his hand, and made a toast to the remaining energy flying around in the sky, "Well, although it is not the best, it's okay. May the Holy Light be with you and be with you."

Zhao Mian, who was holding the wine pot and preparing to drink it, suddenly felt empty in his hands, turned to look aside, "Hey, what are you doing?"

On the side, Shirai, who had just arrived, put the kettle in front of his nose and smelled it, and then took the kettle away by the smell of wine. "You guy! You are not yet an adult yet! You actually carry such things with you? By the way, I saw you holding a sword just now? What kind of contraband are hidden on you? All of them are confiscated! Remember to come to Branch 177 to take a record tomorrow."

"Do it again?" Zhao Mian asked with a bitter look on his face, "By the way, wasn't your permission this time?"

"Not capable," Kuroko shook the wine pot in her hand. "It's this, and the sword you didn't know where you left."

"Okay." Zhao Mian sighed and agreed.
Chapter completed!