The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

Steele's words must be more than half serious.

"Let's go."

Xia Qing said and took the lead.

Not to be outdone, Steele hurriedly followed, and the two of them walked towards the automatic door without saying a word. After entering the glass door, the scenery inside was also very ordinary and natural.

In order to collect more daylight, a large amount of glass is used in the hall. The hall is very wide and as high as three floors.

As far as cram schools are concerned, this place is considered a facade.

It does not exist for students who come for tutoring, but to attract customers who plan to enroll in school next time, so it is decorated very luxuriously.

There are four elevators deep in the hall. Among them, the most peripheral one is probably the freight elevator, which is a little larger than the other elevators.

A short distance away from the elevator, the stairs are visible.

It seems that this staircase, which is almost undecorated, should only perform its minimum function as an emergency escape ladder.

Maybe it's because it's close to evening. For ordinary schools, it should be break time, and the length should be about the same as lunch break.

Many students planning to go out for dinner came and went in the hall.

Xia Qing and Steele were not particularly eye-catching, perhaps because the administrators did not fully understand the appearance of each student.

And even if they are discovered to be outsiders, since this is the entrance hall after all, others will think that they are just two new students here to go through the admission procedures.

"You are obviously wearing the same clothes as COS, but they didn't come to check you. It's so strange."

Xia Qing looked at Steele's black robe and couldn't help but complain.

Not only that, he smelled of perfume, his hair was dyed red, he wore a bunch of earrings and rings, and he looked like a ridiculous priest.

But no matter what, after all, cram school is also a service industry, and of course it accepts all customers.

Anyway, after looking around, I didn't see anything strange. There were no pedestrians coming and going, and there was nothing out of the ordinary, at least from the bottom level.

Steele was unhappy with Xia Qing's judgment of his priest costume. When he was about to say something, he caught something from the corner of his eye and immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to talk nonsense.

On the seemingly peaceful ground floor, among the four elevators, in the corner between the first and second elevators from the right, there is what looks like a humanoid robot leaning against the wall.

No, rather than relying on it, it feels more like being placed there.

The hands and feet were severely twisted and deformed, looking like scraps of metal, reminiscent of some serious traffic accidents.

In terms of shape, it is similar to a Western full-body armor, but the lines are very smooth and modern, like a fighter jet, with precisely calculated functional beauty.

The material reflecting the silver light looked like it was no ordinary iron sheet. Perhaps it was originally equipment on the robot. A giant bow with a total length of 80 centimeters fell on the ground nearby.

On the twisted right wrist of the robot, there is the word "Parsifa" engraved on it, which should be the name of the machine.

However, anyone can tell at a glance that this robot should be unable to perform its original functions.

The parts that should have been the hands and feet were twisted and deformed, and thick black oil like coal tar flowed out from the broken joints.

Steele naturally saw the armor and spoke to Xia Qing.

"Ah, that is a replica of the magic armor's blessing and the sky bow. It should be the Thirteen Knights of the Roman Orthodox Church.

They came here to take the heads of the apostates, but from the looks of it they should have been completely destroyed. Really, the Knights are the specialty of the English Puritans, and these guys like to imitate others, and they end up with this kind of behavior. "

Steele said, shaking the cigarette in his mouth.

"...Tsk, speaking of which, that guy soaked in formalin is really cunning.

He clearly has the fighting power of other churches, but he deliberately lets us fight separately. Is he deliberately trying to make us fail...?

Indeed, the people who come to deal with the aftermath are all the elite combat forces of the church. As long as he can kill one more person, it is certainly a dream for him..."

Steele muttered bitterly to himself.

Xia Qing spoke up at this time.

"There is obviously a corpse here, but those students still completely ignored it as if it was just background. Something is wrong."

After hearing this, Steele also turned his attention to the scattered students coming and going.

"But this is a battlefield. There are one or two corpses on the road. It doesn't seem to be strange."

Steele, who had experienced many cruel battles, said it with a matter-of-fact attitude.

"I mean, even if the corpse is sealed in the armor, it's not like these students can't smell the smell of "blood" at all, right?"

"..."

After Xia Qing reminded him, Steele's pupils couldn't help but shrink at this moment, as if he had thought of this.

"It seems... there is a barrier set up here, just like the front and back of a coin. The people on the "front", that is, the students who know nothing, cannot detect us on the "back".

And the people on the "back side of the coin", that is, us external enemies, are completely unable to interfere with the ignorant students on the "front side of the coin," you see. "

Steele said as if singing, and raised his finger to point at the feet of the girl who came out of the elevator.

On the floor, the red and black blood flowing from the armor accumulated in a large pool.

The girl moved forward as if she were walking on water, and Steele's eyes followed the back of the girl who passed by him.

The soles of her shoes were not stained at all, nor did they leave any red and black footprints. The sea of ​​blood was like a large piece of solidified plastic.

"Um……"

Steele calmly took off the cigarette from his mouth and pressed the red-hot tip against the plastic elevator button.

However, not only did the plastic buttons not melt, they were not even stained with ash.

"I see, the whole building is on the "front side" of the coin... That's right. This is suitable for use as a fortress against magic. My strongest magic "Witch Hunting King" was sent out to protect the child.

It seems that now I may not even be able to open a door with my own strength. Of course, the same is true for the automatic door at the entrance and exit. We are trapped in here. "

Chapter 50 Aureos (1/5)

"This barrier is probably the same as my "Witch Hunting King". There is no way to break this barrier without destroying the "core" of magic.

And presumably...the core should be placed outside the barrier. The people locked inside have no even one ten thousandth chance of reversal. Hmm, this is a bit troublesome. "

"Weren't you disdainful of alchemists before? Why are you in trouble now?"

Xia Qing mocked.