The Puppeteer of Academy City

Misaka Mikoto took off her helmet, and then took off her heavy bulletproof vest. Through the collar of the guard uniform, she could see that she was still wearing the Tokiwadai Middle School uniform underneath.

Then he stretched out his hands to straighten the hair that was a little messy due to wearing a helmet, and with the flash of lightning, he restored his original hairstyle as if changing clothes with one click.

Wearing a dark blue guard uniform, he looked quite heroic.

"Don't worry, with me here, this plane won't fall easily." Misaka Mikoto said confidently, "Xingye, you just need to rest assured and fight."

"So...you are here to assist me in fighting?" Ling Xingye looked over in surprise, "I thought you would insist on going out to fight in person."

According to Misaka Mikoto's consistent temperament and personality, it is her style to personally challenge a strong enemy.

"I don't mind meeting those disasters for a while—if Xingye needs my help..." Misaka Mikoto said, "But I have made an appointment with Shiranui-senpai. I will only assist you and not interfere with your actions. All actions are up to you command."

"Hitomi?"

"Of course, otherwise, how do you think I managed to sneak in so many people?" Misaka Mikoto said, "Of course, Shokuhou-san also contributed."

"So that's how it is..." Ling Xingye nodded. If these three girls joined forces, it would indeed be possible to hide the truth.

While the two were talking, the fighter jet had already climbed to a high altitude, and the radio on the plane transmitted the communication from the ground tower.

"...Attention No. 001, you are about to reach the border of the defense layer, and the city shield will open the exit for you; after leaving the shield, the communication will be disturbed, please be prepared." Then, the navigator's voice paused slightly, "Master Chief, I wish you prosperous martial arts!"

"Countdown five seconds, four, three, two, one..."

Ling Xingye and Misaka Miqin came to the cockpit together, only to see the streamer flickering in front of them suddenly disappear, and then the whole fuselage shook violently.

They know that at this time they have come to the "outside".

According to the preset automatic flight plan, the fighter engine immediately turned on afterburner, completely disregarding the serious damage to the engine.

All I heard was a terrifying loud noise from the whole plane, as if kicked hard from behind by a giant, and suddenly flew forward.

Neither of the two people in the cabin sat properly in the driver's seat, and it stands to reason that they would be taught to be human by huge inertia. But these two are not ordinary people, no matter level 5 or the silver puppet master, they are already beyond the scope of normal human beings.

Using silk threads and electromagnetic force, Ling Xingye and Misaka Miqin lifted the weight lightly to resolve the inertia caused by the violent acceleration of the fighter jet.

Like a bolt of lightning, the fighter jet shot at the nearest angel of disaster.

From the very beginning, this fighter jet was destined to be a one-time consumable item, the purpose was to send Ling Xingye to the sky and "compete" with the Angel of Disaster.

If it weren't for the lack of a launch plan recently, it would be more appropriate for this task to be handed over to the rocket.

The flying time was only a few dozen seconds, and they approached the angels of disaster. Before the action, Ling Xingye numbered them one by one. The target this time is No. 1.

"I'm going out, and I'll leave it to you," Ling Xingye said.

According to the original plan, this fighter plane would directly crash into the Angel of Disaster No. 1, and it was not expected to escape unscathed anyway.

But now that Misaka Miqin is assisting, Ling Xingye still hopes to take this plane to return, so the plan has to be changed.

"Don't worry, even if I use brute force, I will make it turn!" Misaka Mikoto began to emit lightning from all over her body, "Forty seconds, I will complete the turn in forty seconds and come back to pick you up."

"Understood." Ling Xingye nodded, "Forty seconds, I will try my best..."

It is quite difficult to defeat the Angel of Disaster in 40 seconds, because they are essentially nano-robot clusters. It is difficult to define what constitutes "defeat", and we can only find a way to completely eliminate them.

"I wish you prosperous martial arts!" Misaka Mikoto also said.

The hatch opened, and Ling Xingye jumped out.

The moment he jumped out of the cabin, Ling Xingye was hit by the air—at the state of supersonic flight, the air was no different from a wall of iron to him.

But even the copper and iron walls couldn't stop Ling Xingye, he cut out the silk thread in his hand, "cut" the sound barrier, and followed the inertia, and continued to fly towards Disaster Angel No. 1 at supersonic speed.

The Angel of Disaster is a super giant puppet with a body size of more than 300 meters, even if it pokes an aircraft carrier there, it is as big as it.

In front of such a "giant", Ling Xingye is like a hand-made doll, not even as big as the opponent's hand.

"Looking closer, it really feels oppressive!" Ling Xingye sighed in his heart, mobilizing his whole body's strength to prepare for battle.

Although the enemy was huge, he didn't have the slightest nervousness or fear—no matter how powerful a fake angel is, it can't compare to a genuine archangel.

Disaster Angel No. 1 noticed Ling Xingye's arrival, so it waved its giant palm and patted it, as if expelling a mosquito.

It seemed like a random blow, but it was powerful. Before the palm arrived, the violent palm wind had already caused the sound of wind and thunder.

Due to its huge size, its movements give the illusion of "heavy but slow", but in fact, the edge of the huge palm has already stirred up shock waves, easily breaking through the speed of sound.

"Although it is a body made of nano-miniature robots, does it still have enough physical strength?"

Ling Xingye evaluated in his heart, but he didn't hide or dodge, and continued to close the distance.

The giant palm approached, but because of the supersonic speed, Ling Xingye didn't hear any sound.

But he didn't even look at it, and flicked his fingers, hundreds of "flying blades" criss-crossed and woven into a web of knives to meet him.

Like a hot knife cutting butter, the flying-blade knife net slashed across the giant palm without hindrance, cutting it into tens of thousands of pieces.

This scene is like a silent movie, absurd and weird. After another flick of the finger, violent bangs and turbulence erupted suddenly, messing up a large area of ​​nearby airspace.

Ling Xingye has already left these chaos behind.

...five seconds!

Ling Xingye's goal is the head of the Angel of Disaster. Automatic puppets imitate human beings, and the brain is also the key point-the more advanced automatic puppets, the more so.

"Do it again..." Ling Xingye looked at the head of Disaster Angel No. 1.

Put your hands together and then separate them, the silk threads are as sharp as knives.

Beside him, 50,000 small squares of "phase fulcrum" are dotted around, weaving a more complicated knife net.

Angel of Disaster No. 1 started to fight back, and it waved its other hand; the wings behind it also changed; the breastplate in front of its body opened, revealing the densely packed missile launch nests underneath.

At the same time, its whole body reacted everywhere. After all, with such a large body, there are countless organs and weapons that can be deployed.

Ling Xingye ignored these messy things~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is a battle with a time limit of only 40 seconds, and his enemy is not the Angel of Disaster itself, but time...

Complicated Mechanism—Silk threads cooperate with the phase fulcrum to form a catapult, and the speed of Ling Xingye increases sharply again.

brush!

Like a streamer, before the enemy's counterattack had time to start, Ling Xingye had already passed the opponent's shoulder and came behind him.

At the same time, the "flying blade" turned into a 100-meter-long knife, cutting off the enemy's head cleanly.

The head, which was the size of a house, broke away from the body, fell into the net of flying blades, and was further killed.

...eight seconds!

Ling Xingye turned around and stood in the air, overlooking the Disaster Angel No. 1 under his feet.

"Next, let me see what else you can do."