One-way traffic

"Oh my... I never expected you to contact me at a time like this."

Familiar voices and panting sounds like someone running could be heard from the other side.

"You seem to be having a tough time over there."

"Yeah, thanks to those guys in Academy City, these Drive Armorers attack indiscriminately, friend or foe...!"

So that guy really did come to Avignon?

Thinking back to before facing the land on the left, Accelerator had heard Tsuchimikado Motoharu's voice outside the wall, and there seemed to be another voice that he subconsciously found annoying.

He didn't think much of it, after all, the other party was a member of the Dark Division like himself, so it wasn't a big problem that he would come here.

"What should we do next?"

"Ha, it's very simple!"

While panting heavily, Tsuchimikado Motoharu continued speaking.

"Your supersonic aircraft will then directly attack every corner of Avignon, and then use three kilograms of iron shot to cut through the ground, isolating the entire city of Avignon before carrying out the blockade operation."

"Does 'blocking' mean indiscriminately attacking everything below?"

"Pretty much. After that, the aircraft will head to the location of the Papal Palace, and then they will launch you down. This is the core of Operation Plan C."

I see, that's basically the same explanation as the previous pilot.

"So, one last question."

With a tentative thought in mind, Accelerator narrowed his eyes.

"—Do you know what the 'Right Seat of God' is?"

"What did you say?!"

Tsuchimikado Motoharu seemed to hold his breath for a moment.

"Why would you know this title? As someone from the science side, you shouldn't know it... Could it be that you met with that guy—"

"Alright, that's enough for me as long as I know it's not related to science."

He unilaterally hung up on Tsuchimikado Motoharu's call.

'So, it really is as I thought? That guy called Left Side belongs to the Roman Catholic Church, and that place itself is a group with power completely different from Academy City.'

He had already personally verified that the land on the left used magic; everything he had done before was merely to confirm that.

That guy seemed to be saying something about how the 'Right Seat of God' cannot use the magic of ordinary people... In other words, the so-called 'Right Seat of God' is also an organization with its own unique characteristics.

Since it is an organization, there must be other people involved.

"Ok?"

But then he began to notice the scenery displayed on the mechanic's screen.

Squeak-!

Eleven stealth supersonic aircraft then opened their lower doors.

Countless black shadows emerged from this, which were simply iron filings.

However, these few grams of iron sand instantly exceeded a speed of 10,000 kilometers per hour, and then instantly transformed into a gaseous state, reaching the city thousands of meters below in one breath.

Avignon was instantly enveloped by this fiery red impact.

It was like a sword formed by magic; the fiery red waves instantly covered everything around it, and the power of over eight thousand degrees Celsius instantly engulfed the edge of the city.

That was a terrifying weapon that could slice through the entire Eurasian continent in just one hour.

"Crust Fracture," a bombing weapon housed inside the HSb-02, is made from just three kilograms of iron sand.

Transform the iron sand into a flaming sword of 8,000 degrees Celsius and speed exceeding 10,000 kilometers per hour, and then blockade the outskirts of Avignon, trapping everyone inside.

This is the content of Operation Plan B.

"Next, the next wave of attacks will target the old town area of ​​Avignon!"

Accelerator glanced at the screen in front of the mechanic.

There, in the old town area, there are still many people who did not have time to escape and were forced to stay trapped.

not only that.

He even saw a girl with light blue twin tails through the screen at one point.

"...Change of plans."

“Eh, eh?!”

"Change the old city area that was originally intended to be attacked directly to the final target. The Papal Palace, right? Then let's attack there first."

"But, but! This is not the plan for the current stage, and the orders from above have always been—"

"Didn't you hear that?"

He repeated it simply and concisely.

"change."

That was a tone that left no room for negotiation.

The mechanic froze on the spot, feeling a cold sweat trickle down his back.

Not good.

He knew that this level five superpowered being was a powerful monster equivalent to a nuclear weapon. If a nobody like him dared to talk back, the result would be either losing his head or becoming paralyzed.

He had no choice but to endure this oppressive feeling and was forced to negotiate with higher-ups via radio.

"...Yes, the higher-ups have already approved your request."

"That's good."

"But why? What is the reason for this?"

Even so, he still couldn't understand why the other party was doing this.

"Ha, that's why you guys don't understand at all."

"Eh…?"

The mechanic blinked meaningfully.

The white-haired monster simply laughed coldly.

"Evil people come in different kinds."

"The highest form of evil is one that doesn't involve insignificant ordinary people in pursuit of a simple goal... Do you understand?"

"this…"

Ignoring the bewildered mechanic, Accelerator leaned against the wall behind him once more.

Well, next.

Isn't it about time to end this farce?

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The Papacy Palace.

It's more accurate to describe it as a massive fortress than a palace or castle.

The city walls alone are over ten meters high. The huge buildings stand in front of us. Although the interior is hollow, it is full of splendor and solemnity.

"Um... uh..."

A man fell to the floor of the palace.

Wheat flour was scattered all over the ground, and there lay a man dressed entirely in green with bruises on his face.

The scene was very chaotic.

"I see…"

One of the men on the right side of God, the land on the left.

After being defeated, he uttered a thoughtful whisper.

"This is ImagineBreaker... I see, indeed, it is a being that is completely capable of countering us mages."

Standing to the left of the person who had fallen to the ground was another person.

Another black-haired girl lay on the ground, with an assembled long gun lying beside her.

In reality, the person on the left was certainly not speaking to this person.

That was a young man with spiky hair standing directly in front of him.

"land…"

Kamijou Touma.

He is an ordinary high school student who ran away from Academy City, but in reality, there is some kind of mysterious power residing in his right hand.

ImagineBreaker is an overpowered ability that can erase all supernatural powers in the world. Neither divine punishment nor celestial punishment has any effect on it.

Currently, this power resides in his right hand, a power capable of easily defeating both superpowers and magic. This is the foundation that Touma Kamijou uses to fight against the Left Frontier.

Of course, the "Execution by Light" that the Left Lands were so proud of has already been broken.

"You have been defeated, the C document has been destroyed, and your attempt to incite a riot has been completely stopped."

Indeed.

Even so, the land to the left is still laughing.

Don't you want to ask me?

My breathing involuntarily tightened.

Kamijou Touma listened to him, word by word.

"It's about ImagineBreaker."

The spiky-haired youth opened his mouth, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

"you know?"

"Of course, but since you're asking me this kind of thing, it proves that you really do have amnesia."

Touma Kamijou remained silent.

He stared intently at the ground to his left, looked at the other person, and slowly began to speak.

"The answer is actually quite simple."

"The so-called ImagineBreaker is nothing more than—"

A loud bang rang out.

In that instant, the orange-red flames engulfed the world before them.

"Goo ...

"Hey! Ground—!"

A scream rang out, and Touma Kamijou couldn't help but look ahead.

The land to the left was engulfed by a massive pillar of fire.

A terrifying storm, accompanied by temperatures exceeding 8,000 degrees Celsius, blew Touma Kamijou several meters away, where he crashed into a stone pillar behind him, starting to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

"Damn... is it a supersonic aircraft from Academy City...?"

The sound stopped, and the spiky-haired youth fainted completely before even hearing the final answer.

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"The objective of Operation Plan B has been achieved."

"I'm sitting here," the mechanic said, and then pressed the button.

"Operation Plan C is now officially launched! The core members of Plan C, please prepare your parachutes immediately!"

"That's not necessary."

The white-haired superhuman, Accelerator, walked directly to the front of the hatch.