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Accelerator can communicate over long distances by creating artificial rain and superimposing his voice onto the vibrations of the raindrops-“Academy City has clone technology.”
Anyone would feel this way.
If there was a means of overturning death, what was wrong with relying on it?
This really could be the last chance. So struggle. He had no obligation to nobly give up and protect the natural order.
He shouted.
With all his strength.
“What about powered suits filled with life-support devices, cyborg tech, artificial ghosts, or even giving his preserved corpse autonomous movement! Yes, he’s dead, but so what? Death is no reason to give up!! If I make all the mistakes myself, then he can again smile in this world!!!”
Accelerator can control the entire world's weather and environment-There had been no advance sign.
This rain was blatantly unnatural.
Then again, maybe it was wrong to look for anything natural inside Academy City to begin with.
A voice spoke within the pouring rain.
“Cool it.”
He wasn’t actually here of course.
The familiar voice was not playing from a speaker. Even a researcher with the Kihara name was a smidge impressed.
“That’s the sound of the falling rain. So are you superimposing your voice onto the vibrations of the raindrops themselves?”
Meanwhile, the human spoke with his voice low.
As if he were uttering a powerful curse.
“The new Board Chairman, huh?”
Crowley can gather the power of Coronzon in his hands as black flames appearing with so much force that they would have engulfed the world had they not been concentrated in his palms..He could freely control the entire world’s weather and environment, but a single person’s life was beyond his reach. Controlling so much great knowledge wasn’t enough to make someone happy.
Mere guns, even heavier calibre are laughable against Crowley-A giant blackness appeared with so much force it seemed ready to engulf the world before concentrating powerfully down into a single point above Aleister’s palm.
Black.
That was a pitch black flame not found in the natural world.
It was the ultimate destruction controlled by “the wickedest man in the world” who prophesied the outbreak of World War One and, since he couldn’t stop the death it would bring, considered putting together a massive spell using all the bloodshed.
“Protector of the abyss – that is, the barrier none can cross – and the monster that severs the bonds between people to prevent their evolution. Your value is 333, your meaning is dispersion. Demon who I have named, gather in my hand, Coronzon!!!”
Crowley intercepted a supersonic tank projectile with a roar that crushed the tank and ground beneath it in a great circle-A mere 120mm gun?
Laughable.
Who did they think they could destroy with that?
Accelerator can control the atmosphere and creating lightning across multiple train stations away using indirect vector control by manipulating the wiring and pipes beneath Academy City-The 8-wheeled vehicle turned its gun to aim at Aleister.
It didn’t bother thinking about cover or an escape route.
That suggested it was unmanned.
An explosive sound erupted out.
It was a roar.
Produced by a human body. The wall of compressed air blew away the airborne shell, crushed the unmanned weapon, and caused a circle of asphalt to sink down. Deep down.
Accelerator can produce a billion volts of electricity and create plasma anywhere around the world using his weather control-Without warning, a powerful lightning bolt fell from the sky, piercing Aleister’s body on its way down.
...
Gas pipes, water pipes, and fiber optic cables.
All sorts of plumbing and wiring was laid out like a spider web below Academy City. The total length could wrap around the earth two and a half times with more to spare.
So.
With the ultimate vector control power, there was no need to leave the strictly guarded prison. As long as he knew an effective path, he could easily use the artificial objects underground to manipulate the atmosphere, create pressure differences, and send down an electric attack like a spear piercing the human who was located several train stations away.
Alice had known Touma would die before they even met-“That was roughly a billion volts. Did that wake you up, human?”
“Hm, so the artificial rain was only the rehearsal. To test how far your vector control could influence atmospheric and meteorological conditions!!”
He hadn’t used dry ice or silver iodide.
This weather control had used an entirely different principle to alter the atmospheric pressure.
Should he create some scorching plasma next?
People killed by Alice cannot return, no matter what. Even her own power that can twist the world cannot do that-She had known that boy would die before they even met.
She had announced it herself.
Nerfed Magic Gods use an invisible attack, that even Alice with all her powers couldn't detect. This is something even Transcendents like Aradia or the Bologna Succubus cannot do. Nephtys demonstrates this by blowing on her hair-Alice Anotherbible could easily twist the world to her liking, but that was exactly why the person she had killed could not return. No matter what.
A sudden impact pierced through the center of his gut. Something invisible had done it. He doubled over, but he wasn’t even allowed to fall. Unable to breathe, Kamijou Touma spat out all the air in his lungs. Some blood may have come up with it.
Alice was by his side, yet her cries sounded distant.
His sense of pain was instantly blown away.
What had happened to his body was so absurd none of his ordinary senses could make sense of it.
But the most frightening part wasn’t the impact itself.
Unlike 15cm Othinus, Alice Anotherbible still had her unique power, yet she hadn’t noticed it while right by his side.
What in the world had attacked him?
Neither Aradia nor the Bologna Succubus could do this.
Magic Gods mention how Touma has become more like them after returning back from dead-The brown goddess brought the tip of the hair to her lips and gently blew on it.
Something larger than his entire head flew right past his face at extreme speed.
The blast of wind only came after the fact. And the sound of destruction far after that.
Nephthys and Niang-Niang are stated to be Magic Gods on par with Othinus-“My, my. You have taken on the stench of death since we last saw you, Kamijou Touma.”
“See, it’s just as I feared. You’ve become more like us, haven’t you?”
It's mentioned that Magic Gods like to wander on a whim, that they can't remain in a single place for long- be that a world or a phase. This is further evidence that Phases are actual places rather than filters-Kamijou’s shoulders jumped.
He recognized those voices.
One was a beautiful woman’s alluring voice, which resembled a sweet fruit so overripe it was starting to rot. The other was a girl’s young but still unripe voice.
Didn’t that combination of voices belong to…?
“Nephthys…and Niang-Niang?”
They were Magic Gods on par with Othinus.
Magic Gods mention how normal humans are powerless before them, including the Transcendents-They gave no concern for human matters and simply popped in whenever it suited their fancy. They had apparently hung out with Hamazura Shiage a while in London, but even that had been on a whim. It was never clear how long they would remain in a single field – which could mean a world or a phase or whatever.
Even Touma does not know who would win between Alice and the Magic Gods-“And Magic Gods are, you know, the kind of people who are willing to die in our pursuit of knowledge. Christian Rosencreutz, Anna Kingsford, and hell, albeit an artificial one. It would be a problem if the process of resurrecting you left any odd trace of those legendary experts with you, wouldn’t it?”
“Powerless is about right for normal humans. I mean, those Transcendents? When an individual like you can gather them together and influence the world as a whole, things get really restrictive and just a pain. We want to live free, remember.”
Every magician has chosen their path and power to resist their powerlessness, but Alice is different. She is the one with talent-This would be Transcendent versus Magic God.
…How would that play out?
Othinus didn’t count since she had lost her power, so wasn’t this the first full-power clash between the two groups? Alice Anotherbible certainly reigned at the top of the Transcendents, but it wasn’t clear how much power she had outside that category.
Transcendents and Magic Gods are fundamentally different, one aspire to be an existing god but the other has worked to reach that position on their own. Nepthys thinks Magic Gods are superior, whereas Alice disagrees-Alice really was different. Stiyl had chosen the path of magic to resist an uncooperative reality. Even Niang-Niang and Nephthys had to be the same even if the scale was different. But Alice Anotherbible was something else. She was on the magic side, but she was one with talent.
Nepthys turns her shoulder into dust and makes it into an invisible whip that cause Touma to freeze up despite IB negating it due to shock-“You’re the one that stole from us,” said a voice. Magic God Nephthys’s somehow dry voice. “Transcendents are those who name themselves gods…or who want to be called gods. Meanwhile, we Magic Gods are those who others call gods. We’re similar to you, but fundamentally different. You aspire to be an existing god and work hard to try and reach that position, but we improve ourselves until we are referred to as new gods. There’s no need to actually fight – the result is already plain to see, don’t you think?”
Transcendent vs. Magic God.
Since both sides were extraordinary, Kamijou didn’t have a good sense of their relative powers or the threats they posed, but maybe that was one way of looking at it.
Except Alice Anotherbible also spoke.
Calmly.
“Are you sure about that?”
Alice creates card soldiers that repaint the space around her, anything that her paint touches becomes part of Alice's forces including the attack of a Magic God that would have obliterated Academy City. She's actively holding back here, otherwise she would have just reality wrapped the entire world-Nephthys laughed and snapped her right hand’s fingers next to her face.
A scratchy sound followed.
Her shoulder on down scattered into some kind of powder and attacked like a whip.
It devoured the air, tore through the metal railing and anything else in its way, and eliminated the 10m distance between them.
Kamijou shuddered.
The vanishing of the cold rain indirectly informed him where this great power was.
“!?”
He froze with his fist still clenched.
This was like stepping out onto the road and finding a large truck bearing down on you. He could see it coming, but the shock caused him to freeze up.
She held her arms out front and spread them to the sides, causing a wall to tower up out of thin air. The shield was made of a sticky liquid even redder than blood.
“Attention, card soldiers!! 2, 5, and 7 of Spades, repaint the space before the girl immediately. Anything colored by that paint, even wrong-colored roses, is made a part of the queen’s forces!!”
It didn’t repel the attack exactly.
The sticky crimson wall twisted itself around, surrounded Nephthys’s attack, and painted it in its own color. “Swallowing” may have been the best description.
The clash between fundamentally different powers of Magic Gods cause Alice to strain due to creation of special rules of power interaction between a god and a transcendent-Perhaps she could have done this differently if she were alone and only trying to achieve victory. By distorting the scene and the world around her. But the girl was instead holding out her little hands and keeping the paint wall active so she could keep Academy City from being obliterated by the blast produced by the Magic Gods.
Nepthys can change the shape of her own body to evade attacks-It wasn’t coming from the sticky paint. And Alice was clearly gritting her teeth in pain as she kept her little arms held forward.
This was out of character for the untouchable Alice Anotherbible who could break all the rules to do anything.
Did special rules take effect in a conflict between Magic God and Transcendent!?
Alice ran down a hallway, broke into the floor, got to the window and caught Touma before he could fall down a single floor-No, she had turned her own head into dry powder and parted it down the center to dodge Kamijou Touma’s fist. She didn’t appear to be in any pain whatsoever. Her V-split face even appeared to be laughing.
“!?”
No human could do that.
But he didn’t have time to freeze in astonishment.
Nepthys can use her tears and launch them as light-speed projectile, which Touma negated-Transcendent Alice Anotherbible.
She alone lived in the same world. If she hadn’t broken straight down through the seventh floor hallway, run through the sixth floor hallway, caught falling Kamijou in her little hands, and pulled him toward her, it would all have been over before he could even feel any pain.
She appeared to have pulled him onto the sixth floor hallway of the same building instead of going to the next building over, but he couldn’t relax yet.
Magic Gods have obtained wisdom and knowledge by experiencing the state of death-Instead of falling to her feet, the drop floated and then tore through the air like a light speed laser bream. But it took him a few seconds after the fact to work out that was what had happened.
That woman could cry at will.
That Magic God used tears as a weapon.
Alice threw Touma several floors above before he could even react, and made him land without damage-“We aren’t saying either life or death are superior to the other. In fact, people exist in many different states. The state of wakefulness, the state of sleep, the state of anxiety, and the state of relaxation. Living people can only learn about the state of living, but not so for us. We can even make use of the other half of existence – the state of death – which allows us to think on a level people refer to as wisdom.”
“…”
“Othinus hanged herself and High Priest was buried alive. Because those acts were necessary. What psychedelic world did you see before your eyes? Hee hee. It may have been a light show very different from the wisdom I know.”
Stiyl's flames burn at more than three thousand degrees-Was that Alice’s doing?
She appeared to have leaned over the hallway railing and then swung him straight up. He had to have flown up the height of several floors, but he found himself seated on the flat rooftop without a single bone broken. He had even been given a gentle landing. He felt like a giant kendama ball.
Any magician can fly, and the reason they don't is because of the Interception Spell. Stiyl creates boosters of fire to achieve that-Red and blue. A scorching flame sword burst from each of Stiyl’s hands. At more than 3000 degrees Celsius, those blades could melt steel.
Stiyl dodges lightning at the last second, a feat of speed that even Touma admired-Like wings.
Stiyl moved rapidly to the left and right like he had boosters equipped. Those weren’t to attack. He had given himself extraordinary speed so that he could acquire the best attack position.
In other words…
“You can fly!?”
“Magic flight is easily accomplished, but just as easily brought down. That is a standard rule of our world, but that rule changes when your opponent can’t use an interception spell.”
Stiyl intercept Touma's bullets using his flames-A blinding white light dropped straight down from heaven to earth.
“Kh.”
Stiyl actually gasped.
What was more frightening here: the destructive power capable of causing the water tank to explode from within, or airborne Stiyl managing to twist around and dodge it at the last second?
Stiyl stole the lifeforce of a Magic God by using the principles of Thelema using the principle that people can draw power from an object of greater purity and precision from the outside. The spell is called Crossroad, derived from the Divine Mixtures-He had already pulled the fire extinguisher style trigger with his full palm. The thick bullets had already been released.
Yet he trusted his senses and twisted his body with all his might.
Something exploded. A flame sword had burst. And Kamijou was nearly killed by the bullets he had released himself. It was like burying a bomb in the rocky riverside to blast the stones into the air. Stiyl had used his own explosion to knock back the flying nuts and had very nearly split open Kamijou’s skull.
The heat produced by Stiyl melted steel pipes from a distance-“It’s no different from Telesma. People can draw power from an object of greater purity and precision. From the outside.”
With a talisman bearing the name or symbol of a constellation, you could borrow the power of the stars.
In the same way, could you directly draw power from Goddess Nephthys by using a pyramid symbol?
“No matter how far you take it, magic is ultimately a technology. No one can ever keep it to themselves forever. Once you know how it works, you might not be able to use it yourself, but you can at least develop a trick to take advantage of it.”
“Wait, Stiyl!! What are you doing!?”
“Stealing the magic power specially refined from the Magic Gods’ life force.”
Stiyl tossed a single card into the air.
A different symbol was drawn over the rune with blood. A circle was drawn inside a triangle reminiscent of a pyramid. If Niang-Niang saw it, she would probably stiffen too.
“Maybe you could compare it to shoving rocket fuel inside a commercial car. Ordinarily, you’d only end up blowing up the engine, but if you managed to fit it in right, it would give you shocking acceleration. I’d prefer not to think about what this is costing me, though.”
The cost.
Kamijou had seen hints here and there that magic was a dangerous thing. For example, if an esper attempted to use magic, they risked destroying all of their blood vessels and nerves. Then there was Aleister’s talk of the sparks produced from the collisions of phases…which caused the unearned deadly fate that had taken his family from him and triggered the Battle of Blythe Road.
But what about this?
Did this carry a brand new form of risk!?
“I call it Crossroad,” said Stiyl. “I created the spell from the ground up, but the idea itself isn’t that unusual, is it? I heard a report saying the idea of making multiple religions and gods your own once caused some trouble for Orsola Aquinas.”
The words spoken by Touma when defeating Stiyl, challenging God himself. They seemed to come from his old memory, perhaps a hint to his past or a foreshadowing of the future-Kamijou immediately threw aside the metal pipe he held.
It wasn’t going to help.
The priest grabbed his cigarette between two fingers and crushed it.
An explosive roar followed.
Flames rushed out.
The metal pipe melted away to nothing before it even hit the floor.
The railing glowed red hot and the paint audibly peeled from the wall.
But Stiyl was not wielding a pair of red and blue flame swords.
Only a single fist.
Aleister Crowley defeated Vidharti, a Transcendant who could control fate and erase existence of others-“God…”
Stiyl’s eyes widened in surprise.
After that, Kamijou distinctly saw his face crumple like a child on the verge of tears.
“If this world, this story, is moving ahead according to the system you created…”
He didn’t recognize this.
Kamijou Touma had no memory of these words.
But.
When he looked in that guy’s eyes, they naturally came from his mouth.
“Then I first need to destroy that illusion!!!”
Crowley deflected a lightning strike-Lying on the wet asphalt was a supermodel-looking woman with beautiful long black hair and brown skin. But the ball-joint doll positioned back to back with her was shattered with its parts scattered around her.
“Vidhatri,” whispered Alice.
Kamijou had no direct knowledge of her.
But Alice knew her. If she was a Transcendent like Aradia and the Bologna Succubus, then her power had to be tremendous. She would be a monster capable of single-handedly waging war with the entire magic side. It would take Alice’s power to one-shot a Transcendent, but the little girl’s eyes were currently widened in surprise.
Yet.
The woman had been defeated so easily?
“Run…Alice…”
When Vidhatri noticed their eyes on her, she groaned, unable to get up in the pouring rain.
“She’s coming. We managed to hold her back this far, but we’ve hit our limit. There’s something weird about her!!”
Coronzon regained her body the moment Crowley lost his will because of Kingsford's death, he had just hijacked her body after death-Aleister silently raised his head.
There was unmistakable rage and hatred there.
Kamijou had never before seen Aleister Crowley like this.
A white flash burst out.
The #1’s artificial lightning had struck.
But that wasn’t the source of the light. Without even swinging an arm, Aleister had sent white light scattering to deflect the strike from the heavens.
That's all for this time, another awesome volume by Kamachi.Hadn’t Aleister explained that he was only borrowing that body?
Aleister Crowley himself had long since died. The human managed to continue functioning regardless because he had hijacked the physical body of Great Demon Coronzon.
Thus, it was more accurate to say it was all the cells of his body that were whispering.
“Hee hee…hee.”
Regardless, something sealed in the deepest depths was returning to life.
The lock had been smashed.
Why was obvious.
Her value was 333 and her meaning was dispersion.
She ruled the invisible higher Sephirah of the Sephiroth and sat nonchalantly upon the path of evolution to intentionally obstruct people’s growth.
Mathers had deemed her an absolute evil and Crowley had hypothesized she was one aspect of relative evil.
And now she whispered.
“Feeling the despair, Aleister?”
A wet “pop!!!” sounded.
Similar to a water balloon bursting.
The back of the beige habit split apart and something burst out. They were sinister clawed wings that resembled bat wings except much, much bigger.
Also, the blonde hair that had been roughly cut to shoulder length grew rapidly. And it tangled together complexly like a spiderweb attached to the odious wings.
The glow of the golden hair formed a giant face.
With an unmistakable sneer.
“Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!”
The woman spread her arms wide and roared into the sky.
This clearly wasn’t Aleister any longer.
This was something else.
Or perhaps this was the moment life returned to the monster meant to reside within that body.
“I was waiting. Waiting for the moment your will weakened!! Kee hee ee hee hee! There was nothing I could do on the inside, but I knew the wide world out there is made to torment you! Hee hee ee hee hee hee hee gee hee!!!”
Great Demon Coronzon.
The enemy of humanity who had been there all the while had regained her freedom.
Paxton right nowThat being said- it seems the volume answered the question of Magic God vs Transcendents.
Alice could fight them but it does not seem regular Transcendants can, the statements portray Magic Gods as superior with the sole exception of Alice because she's talented. Yeah, to nobody's surprise- the Magic Gods take this.
Except @Paxton ofc
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