On how PhDs become human evil

However, since a company has already tied down most of the enemy's forces, Misaka Mikoto can indeed take this opportunity to defeat the enemy's leader.

"Generally speaking, the enemy's leader is on the flagship. Do you know the flagship's location?"

"I don't know, I'm currently on a frigate."

"Then we should be close to the flagship. I'll go up in the sky and take a look for you. Once you see any ships being bombed around you, go over there; that's the flagship."

"I see!"

Section 556, Chapter 55: The Legend of Demons mobile game is back!

The Queen of the Adriatic - Flagship.

Inside this flagship, there is such a space.

The room appears to be a perfect square with sides of 20 meters. But upon closer inspection, the walls slope slightly inwards. It's not a cube, but a square pyramid.

Looking along the walls that emitted a white, light bulb-like glow, one could see the distant, uppermost point. In this ship, where the height from the hull to the deck was only about twenty meters, the ceiling appeared to be over a hundred meters high.

In the center of the room is an ice sphere with a diameter of seven meters, hollow in the middle like a soap bubble.

"I have to say, this room isn't very practical."

Inside the room, someone said this.

The Roman Catholic bishop, Piageo Poussoni, that was his name. He wore a heavy, floor-length robe and four necklaces around his neck that looked like the rings of a tree trunk, with dozens of crosses hanging from them.

"Hasn't it stopped yet?"

As if in response to his voice, the flagship trembled slightly. The tremors weren't isolated; every few tremors, a shaking would occur. The escorting ships surrounding the flagship seemed to spontaneously combust, bursting into flames on the sea. But the bombardment continued unabated, indicating that enemy ships were constantly approaching. Even deep within the flagship, surrounded by thick ice walls, the bombardment continued relentlessly.

Nearly half an hour had passed since the enemy was spotted. Given the ship's fighting strength and the firepower of the Queen of the Adriatic, the enemy should have been defeated long ago. But the cannon fire had continued until now—something Piageo could not accept, as it represented a dereliction of duty by his men.

“I’ve been to many departments, but I’ve rarely encountered capable subordinates. The Queen of the Adriatic is no exception.”

Piageo complained bitterly about the incompetence of his subordinates.

"If a subordinate is incompetent, it should be the superior's responsibility to develop the subordinate's abilities."

A second voice came from inside the room.

With a smile, Piageo looked at the speaker: "This is idealism. And this is the reason for your downfall, Sister Agnes. It's because you didn't put in the effort to choose your subordinates that you're here."

Agnes.

This is the name of the second person in the room.

Her distinctive feature is her red hair braided into several pencil-thick braids, reminiscent of the eyes of a mischievous child. Although she wears the same nun's habit as Orsola, it has large areas of exposed skin, making it more like erotic clothing than a nun's habit.

"Well, none of that matters anymore. Anyway, the adjustments to the [Limited Cross] spell are finished. You'll be frozen in this sphere and face the end of your life."

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"Boom!"

With a roar, Misaka Mikoto landed on the flagship's deck.

This is a rather huge deck.

In the Queen's fleet, comprised of ships easily exceeding one hundred meters in length, this behemoth was twice the size of the others. Its ice walls shone brighter than any of the other vessels, making the entire ship appear like platinum bathed in moonlight.

In terms of decoration, while other ships emphasize their function as warships, this ship is closer to a magnificent palace. Even the railings and door handles reflect the artist's will, and the hull is decorated with angels and images of the Virgin Mary at equal intervals.

"There are so many people on the other ships, it's so quiet here."

Misaka Mikoto thought to herself that she had already passed dozens of ships and defeated more than a hundred magicians and nuns along the way, but there was not a single person on this flagship.

Misaka Mikoto didn't feel relieved. To use a game analogy, she had already arrived at the boss's location, and it was perfectly normal that there were no mobs in the boss area.

however--

"Boom!"

Ice blocks rose up from below the deck like mountains, surrounding the roads on the left, right, and rear. Then, the ice blocks quickly adjusted their details and deformed, shearing off unnecessary parts, transforming into a Western-style suit of armor about three meters long.

And it wasn't just one or two. Twenty to thirty ice-forged armors surrounded Misaka Mikoto all at once.

"I see. It's not that there are no enemies, but that we don't need extra manpower."

Misaka Mikoto let out a heavy sigh of relief, and then released a large amount of lightning from her entire body!

Bilibili Bilibili!

Lightning bolts, as thick as an arm, raged across the deck, striking the Western-style armor with incredible speed, turning it into countless shards of ice, just like glass artifacts!

In an instant, there was no longer a single intact suit of Western armor around Misaka Mikoto.

But the next moment, the scattered ice shards floated up out of thin air and, like a model kit, rapidly reassembled into the shape of Western armor, wielding swords and axes of the same material as Misaka Mikoto.

"boom!"

With a punch piercing through her chest, Misaka Mikoto shattered a suit of Western armor. Then, she turned and delivered a spinning kick, her right foot sweeping across the battlefield in an instant, shattering more than a dozen suits of Western armor.

"It breaks so easily. As expected, things made of ice are really fragile."

Misaka Mikoto sighed.

"Misaka, hurry up! If this drags on any longer, I'll wipe out the entire Queen's Fleet."

The company's urging echoed in her heart, and Misaka Mikoto sighed again. She seriously suspected that the company was showing off her wide-area combat capabilities.

Another lightning strike shattered the reassembled Western-style armor. Misaka Mikoto arrived in front of what appeared to be the ship's cabin door and punched it without even needing to use lightning.

Click!

With a punch that could have been delivered with over ten tons of force, the door was smashed to pieces.

Ignoring the Western-style armored figures that had risen again behind her, Misaka Mikoto quickly ran into the ship's cabin.

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"Hmm? Has someone hacked in?"

Piageo frowned in confusion.

"They actually put the enemy on the flagship. What an incompetent bunch. It seems I'll have to take action myself."

Strictly speaking, Piageo is not a combatant; he is a bishop, a civil servant, but that does not mean he lacks combat ability.

The Roman Catholic Church assigns positions based on reputation, merit, piety, and magical ability. As a bishop, Piageo's magical ability is naturally not weak; at least, ordinary fighting nuns are no match for him.

Piageo rubbed the cross on his body and sighed, "So be it, this is for the glory of the Lord. Let me personally punish those who are disrespectful to the Lord."

P.S.: The mobile game "Magic Chronicles" that I played in junior high school is back! That's my youth! Back then, I was a cultivator in the Crystallization stage.

Section 557, Chapter 56: Misaka Mikoto's First Setback

Misaka Mikoto didn't run around the cabin for long; after turning a few corners, she stopped.

A person stood in front of her.

He was a white man in his forties, dressed in a luxurious holy robe.

Although his clothes were luxurious, they lacked the cleanliness of Osora's. His entire attire exuded a strong nouveau riche vibe. The four necklaces around his neck overlapped like tree rings, each adorned with dozens of crosses. The crosses, gleaming brightly, were likely made of polished gold and silver.

The man nervously stroked a cross hanging around his neck.

It is Piageo.

Looking at the man in front of her, Misaka Mikoto smiled and said, "Looks like he's made his appearance, the final boss."

"The final boss? If you mean the Queen of the Adriatic in charge, then that is indeed me."

Piageo, who didn't know much about the game, said this.

"You're the guy who jumped around like a monkey in the Queen's Fleet, aren't you? Look at that armor of yours... Are you from that sinful Academy City?"

"...Huh?"

Misaka Mikoto was somewhat confused about what Piageo was trying to say.

Piageo's face wrinkled at Misaka Mikoto's reaction; his silent expression revealed a subtle disgust and anxiety.

“Alright, I get it. Anyway, those heretical monkeys don’t understand human language. I deliberately used your language, and this is the only kind of character I got? Then let me, Piageo Pusoni, punish you, the enemy of my Lord. I can’t stand monkeys trying to act like humans.”

"You keep calling him 'Lord,' but I know someone who can beat the Lord you're talking about to a pulp."

“Slandering my Lord, you have yet another reason to be punished.”

Piageo crossed his arms in front of him, making a soft metallic sound. He held a crucifix in each hand, which was hanging around his neck. He then gently tossed the crucifix to Misaka Mikoto.

"The cross shows a rejection of malice!"

boom!

The two crosses swelled up.

The expansion speed was like that of a cannonball. Instantly growing to three meters long and forty centimeters thick, the cross-shaped object attacked like two walls, blocking all of Misaka Mikoto's escape routes!

Without a second thought, lightning flashed, and Misaka Mikoto threw a punch straight at the attacker!

"Boom--!"

A deafening roar echoed down the corridor as the cross was violently blasted away, and Misaka Mikoto's body was sent flying backward at high speed.

Misaka Mikoto rolled over and landed on the ground. After glancing at her slightly numb hands, she looked at Piageo with a serious expression.

"When Saint Margaret was swallowed by the dragon, she enlarged the cross and pierced the dragon's belly from the inside. The cross erected on the church roof also served to destroy the enemy and create a safe zone inside—like this."

Not far away, Piageo threw out several more crosses as he spoke. The crosses expanded in the air, and a storm of metal swept through the narrow corridor.

This time, Misaka Mikoto did not choose to block it head-on, but instead planned to shatter it all with lightning.

"On the other hand, the cross has the property of correcting human pride with its weight. Saint Lucia, the Virgin of Light, did not move an inch when pulled by a thousand men and two oxen with ropes, and the young Saint Christopher, known for his superhuman strength, also succumbed to the weight of the 'Son of God' he carried—just like that."

Piageo's voice rang out again before Misaka Mikoto unleashed her lightning, and the cross flew out. However, this time the cross did not enlarge, but approached Misaka Mikoto at an indescribable speed.

"Cough!"