When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Yong Ye, who was lying on the ground, looked at the bright half moon that reappeared in the sky, and he muttered to himself, as if he was talking to himself.

He really didn't know himself, when did he become a man who would do such a stupid thing. It's not your style to risk your life for this kind of thing at this time...isn't it? At least not the first of him.

At the very beginning, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't even save his own life. How could he do such a thing that didn't endanger his own life, but interfered with it?

So why did you change yourself? This kind of question seems to have never been considered because there is no time? Or is it unnecessary?

No... No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make any sense to him now.

Yong Ye forced himself to turn over, put one hand on the open mouth in front of his chest, and put one hand on the ground, trying to get himself to stand up, now... even if he defeated the incomplete angel, it did not mean After the battle was over, he couldn't just lie down and rest.

The injury is very serious, and there is basically no need to save him. Anyway, he will definitely die. Someone can be sent to the morgue now, but to him, because he is already used to it, it can be regarded as irrelevant to him personally. .

So what he cares about is not this problem, after all, the blood cannot flow completely, and as long as he does not die on the spot, then as long as he does not get hurt, he will not die, unless it is a long-term starvation.

He doesn't care about injuries anymore. What he really cares and worries about is... This is the enemy camp, and now he and Aleister are no different from falling out, although he actually has back...

Blood flowed from the wound on his chest without stopping, but he didn't have time to care about this problem at all, Yong Ye supported his body with the march of the dead, and staggered and barely stood up.

The color of the sky has long since changed back to the black of the sea in the night, and the semicircular first quarter moon is not very bright.

This industrial area is quite far away from the city center. The street lights have long been damaged by the aftermath of the battle. The surrounding area is dark and dark, and the figure of Yongye seems to be as small as it is about to dissolve in the darkness.

In the silent darkness, the eardrums were sore all around, but at the next moment... suddenly!

...his phone rang.

The military mobile phone, which was lucky not to be damaged in the battle, rang inexplicably, and the dry and boring electronic sound reverberated in this ravaged land.

"...At this time, who will it be?"

Some wondered why the phone would ring at this time, but Yong Ye still marched with the dead man in one hand and took out the phone with the other.

"—Long time no see, hehe, Mr. Knight of the Russian Orthodox Church, how is your physical condition?"

"...Aleister? Do you want to cause war?"

Some accidents turned out to be Aleister's call, but Yong Ye became a little relieved. It seems that his backhand can be used now.

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"Stop pretending, creating human clones itself violates international law, and it is absurd whether it is used for such experiments that create 20,000 clones to kill, and various human experiments in Academy City that are also dehumanizing. It's absolutely overwhelming, as long as this kind of information leaks to the outside world, the forces that are usually hostile to Academy City and the forces of various magical sides will surely use this to besiege Academy City?"

"Do you think so?"

Aleister's voice did not fluctuate, as if she didn't care.

"...The information about the various experiments in Academy City, I have already passed it to Bishop Richard Jameldridge, even if you want to keep me here, there is no point. In other words, if I lose contact, he will All this will be announced, including... the science angels of Academy City who have formed a restraint against magic."

"If I wanted to, you wouldn't have the chance to reveal the angel's existence."

"No, you're wrong, my technique 'Mind Link' has already shared my vision and hearing with the bishop. What I see and hear, he also sees and hears."

"It's just a bluff, do you think I'll believe it?"

"Whether it is, you can try it."

"..."

Is it true or false? Aleister is not very sure, maybe it really exists. After all, Yongye was able to use unknown spells before, and reversed the time to resurrect Misaka 9982. This kind of thing can also be done... It is not impossible for the "spiritual link" spell to exist.

Of course, a technique similar to the so-called "spiritual link" really exists. It must be known that human beings have a holy sword that not only allows a specific group of people to share their hearing and vision, but also transfers the vitality of multiple people. concatenated together.

It's just that Yongye didn't use that kind of technique, and that kind of thing is also useful in fighting side by side, which is equivalent to filling the perception loophole, adding a few pairs of eyes and ears. Ordinary people can't stand this kind of technique, but the quasi-hero However, it can increase the combat power geometrically, but how can this kind of thing be used all the time under normal circumstances? Unless he's really a spy behind enemy lines.

Of course... Aleister didn't know the real situation of Yongye, and the specific situation could not be figured out because of too little information. He didn't speak in the glass column, and the voice that could not distinguish his gender came from it.

"None of that matters."

"…doesn't matter?"

"However, we can talk."

To be honest, Aleister doesn't really care about the steps disrupted by Yongye. From the current point of view, although some people have died, the important thing is still no problem. It's just a little earlier and exposed, but This is not a big problem, and there is still part of the plan left to implement.

You must know... He has a lot of spies in this academy city, the most famous is the multi-faceted spy named Tuyumen Yuanchun who knows a lot of information, and one more spy is nothing. Men Yuanchun also knew it, but as long as he didn't know the truth, there would be no problem, and it was impossible to hide the dispatch of such a big angel.

And Feng Zhan Binghua is not a real trump card, and it is also an option to be exposed as a fake target.

At such a time, it may be a good strategy to divert attention and hide people's eyes by showing that it is a no-brainer.

Aleister poured out the nutrient solution soaked in the nutrient solution, raised his head and looked under him. The newly installed outside of the container, like himself, became a three-section Accelerator in the nutrient solution, and once again showed smile.

The conclusion of the conversation is that there is no conclusion.

Maintaining the status quo for the time being, Yongye cannot leak the matter of the artificial angel, and propose some exchange conditions, block the information previously obtained, and conduct in-depth cooperation with the adult education, etc.

Just dragging his severely injured body like this, he just chatted with Aleister for a while. After the call was over, he finally got up, staggered and almost fell down without the dead marching.

"Ha ha……"

The breath that leaked out of his mouth was rapid and disordered. It seemed that he had accumulated more fatigue than he thought. He let his damaged lungs gasp, and the tense nerves were broken and fatigued all at once. There is no doubt that he won another one. A life-and-death battle.

Feeling that his body finally couldn't hold it anymore, he half-opened his eyelids and listened to the fast heartbeat indifferently.

Keep fighting, keep winning, and lose, and you'll face death.

But it's not that he didn't fail, he just ran very fast and the enemy couldn't catch up. It doesn't seem to be anything to be proud of...

The so-called life after a hundred battles is nothing more than that. It consists of the victory of the majority and the defeat of the few. A complete defeat is death.

Having experienced victory, experienced defeat, and passed by death countless times, Yong Ye felt that he had almost forgotten the fear of death, but he still couldn't die until now.

Although he can't be sure, and he can't guess, where exactly he will die, and who will kill him... I hope that time will come later, if possible, when he finishes things...

"Let's go back……"

Thinking like this, when the wounded and scarred voices gradually dissipated in the darkness, Yong Ye, who had no strength to meditate to recover himself, dragged his body and walked towards the periphery of this industrial area.

A number of tea-haired girls searched the vast ruins, and it didn't take long before they met Yong Ye, who was walking staggeringly, but before them, there was a girl who was charged with electricity and ran fast with electromagnetic force. , when he noticed Yongye, he told Mercedes-Benz to come from a distance, and almost didn't hold back his body and bumped into Yongye.

Standing in front of Yong Ye really filled the girl's chest with a huge sense of peace. She raised her eyes to look at Yong Ye, and almost burst into tears. There was so much she wanted to say, but she was speechless.

She didn't help, so she could only obediently take "sister" away, but she came back to fight, but she couldn't get involved at all. This made her feel full of guilt for Yong Ye, and the guilt she felt when she was powerless to intervene. , this time lingering in my mind again.

"There's no problem...with this level of injury, you just need to rest for a while."

It was Yong Ye who was clearly injured, but he was the one who comforted others for some reason. This kind of thing was so accustomed to Yong Ye that he could blurt it out almost instinctively. will be happy.