Chapter 883

Iori Kitahara clenched his hands and then released them, released them and then clenched them.

That is the power of the divine realm.

Every time it is used, it will get closer to the critical point. Even at his current level, it only increased from two minutes to eight minutes.

It is unlikely to go further from super-A to national-level, let alone the fifth-rank natural disaster.

And it has already been used for one minute before, which means that in all the remaining battles in this world, he only has seven minutes of transformation time.

He is like this, let alone Shinji Ikari and Asuka.

So we really can't waste transformation time on the Apostles anymore.

Ryoji Kaji also fell silent.

In this kind of frontal battlefield, let alone participating, even watching from the sidelines is dangerous.

Just then.

A roar from Shinji Ikari came from the distant battlefield: "Big brother, did you really kill the Shot Angel? Why do I feel like this thing is fighting me for control of Unit-01?"

A Baji Blast shook the Embryo Angel into a fool, cracks collapsed everywhere, and juice splashed from all sides into the lava.

He just wanted to take a step, when suddenly his right foot was out of control again.

Iori Kitahara looked up and said through magic: "The problem is not big, it's not the Embryo Angel coming back to life."

Shinji Ikari breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"It's the Terror Angel that evolved, using a tentacle to wrap around your ankle."

"???"

Shinji Ikari was stunned, and before he could react, he was dragged into the depths of the lava by a great force the next moment.

Vaguely, one could see a giant beast with red scales all over its body opening its golden vertical pupils in the depths of the lava.

Soon, Shinji Ikari's screams came.

"Ahhhhhhh————!"

"Apostles are really magical, even having this kind of infinite evolution."

Amidst Shinji Ikari's screams, Iori Kitahara sighed.

"If we talk about potential, Apostles might be able to evolve to a level close to Demon God Beasts."

Ryoji Kaji nodded: "So, does Supervisor have a way?"

"Of course there is a way, it's nothing more than risking one's life."

"What do you mean?"

Ryoji Kaji was slightly moved.

It seems he was right; that adult did not choose randomly. Even this supervisor of his, who looks like a scumbag, actually...

Iori Kitahara slapped him on the shoulder, gave a thumbs up, and revealed a brilliant smile: "So if there is a loss of composure or loss of control, I will trouble you to sacrifice yourself as a sacrifice to Rei-chan, launch the Third Impact, and make all humanity into Apostles!"

"Hehe, when you come out to mix, you have to talk about power and background. Who has a bigger background than me? Comparing the number of people? Are you afraid of four billion people? Even the Power Angel will be beaten into a sticky rice ball for you."

He was thinking about it when he saw Ryoji Kaji finally sacrifice Lilith to make all humanity into Evas.

A forty-billion-strong demigod army, even a superior god would be blind.

Ryoji Kaji grabbed his hand and slowly moved it away, expressionlessly took off his coat and patted it.

He was truly brain-dead to have expectations for a scumbag supervisor.

It would be better to be that savior of multiple world lines...

Just then.

A low moan sounded at the bottom of the lava lake.

"I have been autistic for fourteen years, and my relatives and friends have been taken away. Now you dare to sneak attack the great savior, you are truly seeking your own death!!"

The voice suddenly rose.

"Eat Shinji-daddy's Fierce Tiger Hard Climbing Mountain, damn it!!"

Amidst the roar of the beast shaking a thousand meters.

A phantom of a fierce tiger of several hundred meters rose from the bottom of the lake, and one could vaguely see a gorgeous purple machine body biting like a fierce beast inside, and finally a punch of inch strength collapsed out.

Amidst the residual flesh, hundreds of thousands of tons of lava exploded, and a red giant beast over a hundred meters high rose from the ground.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but it actually crashed towards them.

Shinji Ikari seemed to have just remembered, and "anxiously" reminded: "Be careful, big brother Kitahara!!"

Heh~~

"Don't worry, your big brother Kitahara is very good at this level."

Iori Kitahara sneered, golden electric arcs exploded in his eyes, his silver hair fluttered without wind, and he raised his hand to unfold the magic array between his fingers.

Then circles of air waves spread out, terrifying strong light was released from his eyes, and the invisible pressure made people suffocate.

Behind him, a gorgeous purple vortex with a diameter of more than ten meters emerged, and terrifying energy gathered in it.

"However, Shinji-kun should also be careful. This is the first time I've used this magic. If I accidentally hurt you, that would be bad."

There was no sign at all.

A magic light cannon as thick as a building roared out, evaporating half of the shoulder of the Terror Angel that hadn't had time to open the AT Field like an eraser.

Without any attenuation, it unstoppable trampled and shredded the rocks and lava along the way, plowed a thousand-meter-long channel in the lava world, and headed towards Unit-01.

You damn well aimed at me, right?

The Terror Angel was just collateral damage...

Shinji Ikari cursed secretly, and had a new understanding of his big brother's scumbag nature. He at least pretended to be.

But...

The next moment.

He roared, his body suddenly sank into the cockpit, merging into Unit-01 like flowing water.

Outside.

Blinding, tyrannical red light suddenly radiated from Unit-01's eyes, and red lines spread across its body surface. Amidst the rolling lava, its aura increased more than tenfold.

Even a vague halo appeared above its head.

It directly supported a diamond-shaped sky wall, forcefully rebounding the light beam that was enough to threaten the Apostle.

This intensity of AT Field could not be deployed by a normal Unit-01 at all.

Yes.

He directly bypassed the rampage, and even approached 【God-ification】, stepping into the fifth-rank demigod realm in one step.

His demigod status is not the same concept as the water goods in the rainy day; it is at least three times stronger and can wrestle with the Thunder Angel head-on.

With the improvement of the magic realm, in less than half a year, he can at least master the god-ification state proficiently.

Even sacrificing an Apostle would allow him to enter the second-degree myth and reach the sub-god level.

A mere big brother Kitahara, suppress him with a backhand.

"Big brother Kitahara, it's not good, the Shot Angel seems to be not dead yet, I've been controlled again, you must show mercy."

Unit-01 opened its mouth, steaming with heat, and let out a begging sound that was high and eager to try.

"Hehe, don't worry, I will."

Iori Kitahara sneered.

The terrifying aura of the Great Source was squeezed, the purple vortex behind Iori Kitahara suddenly expanded, and purple lights lit up, unfolding like wings of hundreds of meters hanging from the sky.

Those wings seemed to cover the sky and the sun.

At first glance, it was more like an Apostle than an Apostle, and more like an angel than an angel.

The red lava world became purple at this moment, an indescribable sense of shock.

Beside.

Ryoji Kaji silently retreated hundreds of meters, felt it was not enough, and retreated another thousand meters, expressionlessly watching the sincere friendship full of murderous intent between the big brother and the little brother.

I finally discovered it, you all have unique skills.

It was useless to deal with the Apostles with real skills.

Hiding a few hands, preparing to deal with each other.

Looking at the Unit-01 with tyrannical red light appearing all over its body and sneering, at this moment he even felt a trace of confusion.

In a short time, that autistic and kind boy Shinji Ikari became like this.

Under the pollution of such a scumbag supervisor as Iori Kitahara... oh, no, under the leadership, can their branch really save the world and ascend outside the universe?

Won't a group of 727 magical girls stab each other in the back by then?

Thinking of that terrifying reaction, he felt it was spicy to his eyes.