Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

In just an instant, Kira Nanami had already seen through Puqi's design, which was a conspiracy.

His identity has been bound to Satan. If he kills people on a large scale, or even massacres the city, people's fear of him before death, and the emotion of belief will reach the maximum.

Emotions give birth to magic power, and this magic power will belong to the real Satan, massacring the city will only speed up the process of usurping the throne.

Heavy snow fluttered on his shoulders, as heavy as a goose feather. At night, it was lit red by the fire. Kira Nanami stood in the center of people's worship, frowning, and looked at the church in the distance that was getting more and more shocking.

The only way to break the situation can only be beheading, before Satan can completely usurp the throne.

To do, or not to do?

There are only four days before the reshaping of time, as long as Kira Nanami survives these four days of chasing and killing, she can start again.

Even if Satan usurps the authority of God, a counterfeit is always a counterfeit, and it is difficult to kill himself within four days.

To do, or not to do?

Tsk...he is already caught in a dilemma.

"Kirana-kun..."

Suddenly there was an old voice in his ear, Kira Nanami suddenly looked back, and suddenly saw a lame old man coming out from the corner of the street. Shouya's figure is very disproportionate.

Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus.

It was the antique dealer that Kira Nanami met at the Roman market for the first time.

"You can appear here... it means that Loki has told you"

The old man smiled kindly, lowered his head, but his expression was somewhat obscure:

"Yeah, yeah, so you're already dead... Well, it's better than dying because of betrayal."

The old man nodded to himself:

"You finally defeated fate."

He looked up at Kira Nanami, and said seriously:

"You seem very hesitant, unwilling to fight Satan, and seem to have other cards, don't you? Kira-kun."

Kira Nanami did not speak.

"Then I will tell you one last thing...the story about [Bug Arrow]."

Kira Nanami's expression froze.

The old man lowered his head, and the snow poured down on his body, as if to crush this short and lame old man:

"Pucci, that is, Satan has only one purpose, and that is to return to [heaven]. He wants to create a world whose destiny has been determined. Usurping God is only his first step. Odin sacrificed an eye , saw the prophecy of Ragnarok, and not long ago, he sacrificed his only remaining eye and saw a new future——

'When Jesus comes, [Worm Arrow] will be born from the remains of the saint'

Puqi became a saint, just to commit suicide, and then [Worm Arrow] would be born from his corpse, and at the same time, his ally, Diablo of Greece, also known as Hades, the king of Hades, would Inherit Bug Arrow.bring heaven back to earth.

【The enlightened ones are always happy】This is their theory

In heaven, all outcomes are determined before things happen, everyone knows their destiny and can never change it, this is the real heaven, the girl you tried to save can never come back! "

Kira Nanami stared into the eyes of the latter, his nails grew slowly and pierced into the flesh and blood, his pupils flickered slightly.

Fight or flee.

If you die here, the bomb cannot explode.Time cannot be turned back.

"Kirara Seven Seas!"

The lame old man in front of him roared angrily, and his old wrinkles were like twisted caterpillars one after another, rising and falling, squirming, lying on his face:

"You can never escape fate. In the face of fate, except for fighting and resisting, you can only be swallowed by it. When you are afraid of it, you have already lost the qualification to be chosen by the arrow."

Phew—Kira Nanami exhaled lightly,

"How many of you are there in Northern Europe?"

"Counting me, three giants, two Vanir Protoss, three Asgard's heroic spirits, God of War Tyr, God of Thunder Thor... are all lurking in the city."

Kira Nanami raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect that there were so many ancient spells hidden in the small Vatican under her nose.

But this amount is still not enough, Kira Nanami looked at her fingernails,

"Where is the enemy..."

"In addition to Satan, there are ten angels. Greek mythology and ours have consumed each other several times, and there are not many remaining gods."

Ten... Kira Nanami's expression was a little dry.

"We don't need to defeat them. We just need to steal the bug arrows. We are responsible for blocking the angels. When Satan seizes the throne, it is the time of death. You just need to sneak attack and kill Hades."

Kira Nanami pondered, weighing the pros and cons of the matter.

The power of the arrow can surpass fate, if Diablo really got the worm arrow, then the rebirth of the loser may not be useful...

The dark night sky is dark, the icy snow is bleak, and there are occasional crows passing through the treetops in the distance, making a rustling sound, and that annoying howl... Kira Nanami is thinking, and the god of craftsmen is waiting patiently with his answer.

Eight o'clock.The clock tower in the distance pointed to eight o'clock, and the empty bell rang, echoing in this dead city, startling the crows one after another.

"When do you act?"

Finally, he raised his head and looked at the lame old man calmly.

The old man opened his mouth, showing two big yellow teeth, and said honestly

"Now. Immediately."

His eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice:

"Time to teach those sons of bitches a lesson."

Come on for the college entrance examination!

Chapter 21 Mischief

Vatican Cathedral.

The candlelight was shining, reflecting the dimness of the interior, and outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, snow-white snow was falling, as if to bury the whole world.

As the largest church in the Holy City, the Vatican Basilica has always enjoyed a high reputation all over the world.

Since the Middle Ages, every generation of Catholic popes has lived here. After the separation of religion and imperial power, it is equivalent to the palace of the Papal State.Comparable to Israel's Yale Salem.

The church is very large, with corridors, aisles, attics, and staggered layers. The huge wings of angels cover the dome, and flowers and white candles light up every corner of the church.

Cross tidied up his clothes and arranged the cross on his chest - he had just dealt with a civil 'riot', and the god's clothes were a little messy, and keeping clean at all times was also a rule set by His Excellency the Priest.

For some reason, he believed in what Pucci said without a trace of doubt, as if some kind of chip had been implanted in his brain.

Those lowly untouchables... He muttered in his heart, slowed down, and stepped lightly on the red carpet, for fear of making a sound that would disturb the Holy Spirit.

Suddenly, his pupils trembled, his body froze suddenly, and the pores all over his body exploded. He turned around, but before he could react, a big pink cat sprang out from the shadow behind him.

"killer queen."

Kira Nanami said softly, stroking his head with her right hand, and slowly retracting it, Cross suddenly fell to the ground.

Looking down at Cross lying on the ground, Kira Nanami's face remained calm.

"Kira-kun, is something wrong?"

A voice transmission from the God of Craftsman came from his ear.

"Solved a patrolling priest."

The opposite side was stunned for a moment:

"Then act according to the plan. According to Odin's prophecy, the saint will come at 33:[-]..."

Kira Nanami looked at her watch.

8: 10.

"Mr. Kira lurks into the church. When the saint comes, we will attack the church from the outside to attract the attention of the ten angels. Mr. Kira takes the opportunity to snatch the [Insect Arrow]."

Very simple plan.

Hurry up... The closer to the center of the church, the stronger the vigilance in Kira Nanami's heart. He can feel something terrifying is being bred here.

Sneak in, sneak in quietly... Unfortunately, Hideo Hoshino is no longer around, with her ability to sneak in will be quite simple...

The corners of Kira Nanami's mouth rose slightly, as if thinking of that guy's smug face, patted his slightly undulating chest, and triumphantly claimed:

"Look, we are really good! We can't do it without Kira-kun!"

For a long time, Hideo Hoshino has tried to prove that "Zan" is useful. For the hand-spirit who was born half a year ago, useful things will not be discarded, and useless and rotten things will be thrown away.

So she worked hard to prove her worth and didn't want to be abandoned.

But you are no longer here...

Kira Nanami pressed her forehead to dispel the random thoughts in her mind.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, he squatted down, and turned the priest who was lying on the ground over, only to see one after another scratches suddenly appeared on the latter's face, and his nose and eyes were separated.

A crystal-smooth disc slipped out of the notch and fell to the floor.

Vintage old discs.

With the breath of mantra.

Just in case, Kira Nanami let Killer Queen touch the disc first, turned it into a bomb, and then picked up the disc.

At the moment of touch, the disc turns, just like the record player of the last century, except that what the latter turns is music and what is engraved is rhythm, while what the former turns is soul.

What is engraved is the memory.

One after another memories flooded into Kira Nanami's mind. Kira Nanami saw a dark basement with a man with brown skin and gray hair in front of her.

Shikigami, who was white and covered with strange runes all over his body, inserted a disc into his mind. Before he fell into a deep sleep, the disc rotated slowly, and an instruction was engraved on the disc:

For the honor of God, purify all the believers in the city.

Kira Nanami suddenly opened her eyes.

Is this the priest's spell?

In the picture just now, Kira Nanami relied on her remaining memory to observe her surroundings: