Marvel's Magic Master

"The Water of the Rear was captured. What methods did Academy City use?"

The Pope held the information sent by his men and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

In his opinion, with Fang Zhishui's strength in the future, even if the mission was exposed and he was besieged by the people of Academy City with super powers, he could at least escape unscathed.

Being captured and disappearing was something he had never expected.

Academy City is indeed a strong force, having developed so many powerful people with special abilities based on the original stones.

But in fact, he didn't take it seriously.

On the surface, the major churches in the magical world and the Academy City in the scientific world seem to be evenly matched, but in fact there is still a huge gap between the two sides.

The reason why the two sides are evenly matched is that the major churches in the magic world are not of one mind at all. They are fighting openly and secretly, and all want to incorporate the world into their own church territory.

At least, that's what the popes of all the major churches think.

"It only shows that the group of superpowers in Academy City are not completely without improvement."

At this time, a man in a red suit, with his hands in his pockets, walked out from the shadows.

The Pope's face changed slightly when he saw the visitor:

"Right Fire, you have done so many things in secret, what exactly do you want to do?"

“What we do, of course, is to bring peace to the world and make everyone happy.

My first plan is to attack Britain first. Except for Britain, the whole of Europe has basically fallen into our hands.

Inform all other countries and cut off the source of the British firepower."

Youfang Zhihuo lifted his red hair and spoke in a very arrogant tone.

The Pope frowned:
"Your actions don't seem to have any impact on Academy City, right?"

"Academy City? You mean those people with super powers? I never took them seriously. My real goal is to start the Third World War."

The Fire on the Right replied without hesitation.

The Pope's pupils shrank when he heard this:
"Are you crazy? Are you still a Christian?"

"What do you think, old man?"

The Fire of the Right raised the corner of his mouth and confronted the Pope without any scruples.

Because after today, the power of Roman Orthodoxy will fall entirely into his hands.

Next, he will join forces with the Russian Orthodox Church to launch the Third World War and seize the automatic secretary control spirit equipment held by the British royal family to control Index and obtain 103,000 magic books.

After that, he can launch the Bethlehem Project to completely liberate the power of the Divine Right and achieve his ideal.

"Asshole, do you think I'll let you do whatever you want?"

The Pope shouted angrily, pulled off the top-level spiritual cross from his neck, and began to cast magic.

As the Pope of the Roman Orthodox Church, he can use the power of two billion Roman believers over the past two thousand years to cast extraordinary magic to seal his enemies.

"Tell the first to the twelfth apostles that their faith in the Lord is endless. What should be filled is power. I understand its meaning correctly, and I hope to defeat the enemy with this power."

As the Pope chanted, the enormous power of faith turned into golden light and sealed the right fire in front directly into the long river of time.

"From now on, you will have forty years to reflect on yourself in these lonely years!"

"It's you who should reflect on yourself!"

The Right Fire, whose time was sealed by the golden light, snorted coldly, and suddenly a giant claw with flames, like a devil, grew out from its back.

With a slight wave of the giant claw, the power of faith that sealed him collapsed instantly.

"Go to hell, old man!"

The giant red claw was raised, and an orange-red sword shadow nearly forty kilometers long appeared and slashed towards the Pope fiercely.

The Pope is very powerful, and even if he has the Divine Right, it would be difficult for him to win.

However, his sword not only struck the Pope, but also the entire Vatican.

If the Pope dodges, he will definitely be able to avoid it, and the end result will be that the Vatican will be split in half by him, and countless believers will die under his sword.

However, based on his understanding of the Pope, he estimated that even if the Pope died, nothing would happen to the Vatican.

Therefore, the Pope will definitely take it head-on.

If he took it head-on, he would be seriously injured if not killed, and would no longer be a threat to him.

The orange giant sword was blocked by the cross, the Pope vomited blood and knelt on the ground, and the remaining aftermath caused the entire cathedral to collapse.

"really."

After the dust settled, the Fire on the Right put away its third hand, a smile of success appearing on its face.

"You are so kind, old man.

To achieve true peace, you have to pay a price. If you are not willing to pay even this price, how can you lead the church? You should step down."

He did not make the final move. Given the Pope's current injuries, by the time he recovered, his plan would have been completed.

The Pope is an obstacle to his plan, but he is a good person and he will not kill him unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Okay, my plan can finally officially begin!"

"Your plan probably can't start."

Seeing the end of the fight between the two, George, who had been hiding his breath and watching the fight, also came down.

Now his invisibility magic is not as easy to detect as before.

It combines the Disillusionment Charm from the Harry Potter world, the assassination magic of Jacob from the Twelve Shields of the Holy Saint, and various Taoist techniques for concealing one's aura.

The effect of his invisibility magic is such that it cannot be detected unless the person is much stronger than him.

Therefore, the Fire of the Right and the Pope never noticed that he was watching the battle in the air.

"who are you?"

When Youfang Zhihuo saw George falling from the sky, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"who am I?"

George rolled his eyes and said with a smile:
"Trust me, I am God."

At this time, he did not look like Misaka Mikoto, but the appearance of his original Marvel character transformed by transformation magic.

Why change your appearance?

It’s not that he was afraid of retaliation from the Roman Orthodox Church afterwards. He had already attacked their lair, so why would he be afraid of that?

I mainly considered it for the sake of the real person, Misaka Mikoto.

His body in this world is a clone of Misaka Mikoto, and the two look exactly the same.

By then, the Roman Orthodox believers and followers will think that the one who attacked the church's lair was the psychic Misaka Mikoto, and it would not be a good idea to seek revenge on Misaka Mikoto.

"I think you are looking for death!"

The right fire hand stretched out, and the violent flames attacked George directly.

George opened his mouth and instantly swallowed all the flames into his stomach.

"It's useless to rely on angel power alone. It can't block my attack. You'd better take out your braised chicken feet and use it.

That thing should hold out for a while longer."

"It seems that you are well prepared. Who sent you here? An English Puritan?"

The expression of Youfang Zhihuo turned serious, and the third hand behind him stretched out again.

The current situation was beyond his expectations, and the person who came seemed to know something about his intelligence.

Moreover, he dared to do this after he had just defeated the Pope, which seemed to indicate that he had some confidence in his own strength.

"I told you I am God, don't you believe it?"

George raised his hand, and a huge white magic circle rose above his head.

"I said, let there be light!"

A pillar of light that condensed the power of the sun, moon and stars fell from the sky and smashed towards the fire on the right.

What he was casting at this moment was the super-killing magic, the Fairy's Glory.

(End of this chapter)