Chapter 879

Before deforming into the petal state, there was no "front" to speak of.

So how on earth did that guy determine that the Ramiel had a female personality?

A group of representatives from various countries, all at least forty or fifty years old, fall into deep thought while looking at the crystal body on the screen.

"Come to think of it, did I really just kick you in the face earlier?"

"Sorry, sorry, it's just that your appearance makes it hard to distinguish the front from the back?"

"By the way, how do you distinguish between male and female in your species?"

"Huh? Are you angry?"

"Pfft~~, don't tell me you can't even tell if you're male or female yourself? Hahaha..."

Above Tokyo-3.

A purple electric arc drags a long tail, rapidly streaking across the skyline, from which all sorts of infectious trash talk are transmitted.

To ensure the opponent understands, he even specifically transmitted it via mental will.

Behind.

The huge diamond-shaped crystal shuttle chases relentlessly without a sound; of course, it lacks the ability to speak, but the swirling lightning becomes even more blinding and violent.

"Hey hey hey, aren't you being too petty? Setting aside the fact that I killed your brother first, didn't I just kick you a few times? Is it worth it? How about we call it even? Otherwise, if you keep chasing like this, I'm really afraid you'll fall in love with me, and that would be the end of your Apostle life."

Watching the Ramiel that is reluctant to let go and follows him to the death, Kitahara Iori tries to persuade it with kind words.

But clearly, there is an effect.

It's just the opposite one.

The Ramiel, whose huge body was already at its limit, increases its speed by a notch, almost catching up to Kitahara Iori's rear.

The wildly exploding lightning is even more blue-white, and the chilling cold makes even the viewers in the live stream outside the screen feel a chill.

"Hey, streamer, are you sure you aren't just stalling?"

Someone whispers.

"Exactly, women are pettier than you think, and you're still poking the tiger's whiskers like this."

"Streamer, it doesn't matter if you get dragged away and beaten to death, but we'll lose our live camera."

Kitahara Iori rolls his eyes, gives the camera the middle finger, and then dives into the mountains not far from Tokyo-3.

"Here we are."

Without a moment's hesitation.

The Ramiel's massive shuttle body dives in right after him.

"Hahaha, you really followed me!!! Little ones, do it!!"

Just as the Ramiel enters the mountain range.

Kitahara Iori suddenly pops out from a nearby mountain, waves his hand, and rubs his hands excitedly.

It was just a simple clone magecraft, and then he swapped the positions of the clone and the main body; of course, the distance limit was only a thousand meters, which can be said to be passing right by the Ramiel.

The moment the Ramiel smashed the clone and a small mountain to pieces, dense cyan magic runes lit up on the bodies of the five highest surrounding peaks.

Instantly connecting and replicating, in a blinding torrent of magic, they transformed into five cyan pillars of light as tall as skyscrapers, shooting into the sky.

Intertwining above the clouds, they formed a huge pentagram covering the Ramiel and the surrounding low hills.

The pressure from the mind suppressed it, forcing the Ramiel back into its cube prototype, pinning it firmly to the ground.

The Rain Angel, which is top-tier even among the Apostles, lost its ability to resist.

"I told you."

Kitahara Iori walks out slowly, looking at the Ramiel in the cage with a flourish: "Following me will cost you your Apostle life."

A demi-god.

And a demi-god that is even approaching the Fifth Rank limit, near-god level.

It is just waiting to die under the cleverness and wisdom of Lord Kitahara Iori.

Damn it, no one would believe this if it were told.

Clearly.

The Ramiel does not think so.

The huge crystal body struggles desperately, and one can vaguely see the diamond-shaped AT Field trying to expand, only to shatter like bubbles the next moment.

Only a sense of being watched comes from that body, staring fixedly at Kitahara Iori's figure.

As if roaring, you bastard are plotting against me again!

That kind of resentment.

In the Main World, it could have become an S-class evil spirit.

"Stop struggling, this is a mental-type barrier magecraft; it's not your body that is restricted, but your mind. It's because you believe you cannot move that your body cannot move."

Kitahara Iori explains thoughtfully like a qualified villain: "Actually, before you had intelligence, this would have been useless to you, but for you who have gained self-awareness now, this is an insurmountable absolute seal, even your Apostle's strongest AT Field is interfered with and cannot be used."

He sighs with the loneliness of someone at the top: "Don't blame yourself, it's not that you aren't strong enough, but that you met a natural enemy like me who possesses both wisdom and strength..."

It's shameless, right~~

On the five peaks scattered in various directions.

The peripheral members of Chaldea whisper to themselves.

They have a new understanding of this Chaldea Chief of Staff, feeling both disdain and awe.

He is clearly small-minded.

But these young faces are all filled with nervousness and excitement.

Nervous because this is an Apostle.

An Apostle that even the power of a great nation cannot defeat, an existence far above mortals.

Excited also because this is an Apostle.

Such a powerful Apostle, actually suppressed by them using a magic formation and jointly cast magecraft?

You have to know that even as Chaldea members, only those thirty or so peripheral core members have reached the Second Rank.

Most of the others haven't even entered the ranks, just at the apprentice level.

And yet, the Ramiel, which could destroy a great nation and even sweep across the continent, fell into their hands?

However, they also clearly understand that it is not them who are strong, but Chaldea, the magecraft, and Kitahara Iori who laid out and inscribed this magic formation.

At this moment.

They feel a deep sense of identification, belonging, and pride that makes them hold their heads high for Chaldea and the magecraft system.

The whole world stares silently at the massive body of the Ramiel suppressed in the mountains, and at those young faces, in total silence.

They even recognize some of them.

Some might have been small figures fighting on the front lines who were hard to even meet not long ago, and yet now...

Sitting back in their chairs in disbelief, a strong sense of absurdity envelops them.

Kitahara Iori aside, he was already a powerhouse from another world.

But these are just bottom-tier nobodies, not even Chaldea members...

It is estimated that the system called magecraft is at most at an introductory level, and yet they are qualified to participate in such things?

Even knowing that it is highly likely the credit goes to the runes inscribed on the peaks, they still find it incredible, with a sense of unreality.

They feel they need to increase their emphasis on magecraft, especially that kind of array.

On the scene.

"Don't relax yet."

Kitahara Iori looks at them, coughs, and says seriously: "It's only two Apostles; the Angel of Might, which has the largest energy reaction, hasn't been dealt with yet, let's..."

Thinking of the fallen warriors, his smile fades, his eyes turn cold, and he begins to perform a ritual to gather strength to release his strongest single-target magecraft.

"... execute the Ramiel, then go support Group A and Group B."

Group A consists of Rei Ayanami, Asuka, and several official members, forming an assault team responsible for facing the two special Apostles, the Angel of Birds in satellite orbit and the Angel of Space in outer space, as well as the strongest Apostle, the Angel of Might.

Group B consists of Kaji Ryoji and Ikari Shinji, forming a rapid-attack team specifically to execute the weak Angel of the Embryo and the Rain Angel, then quickly support other teams.

Their Group C was only responsible for stalling the Ramiel, a powerful Apostle; they didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and they even captured the Rain Angel on the side.

Now they can go support other groups instead.

Just as he was about to finish off the Ramiel, which could not use its AT Field, with one blow, a sharp alarm sounded suddenly.

"Ding ding ding, hey hey hey, Kitahara the handyman, right? Earlier in the volcano, BB-chan was wrong; it wasn't one Apostle, but three. The reactions of those three Apostles were overlapping, ehehe."