"This is..." Feeling the sudden stickiness in the air around him, Qing Gong's face changed suddenly, but he was helpless.

Why is it just this that will also cause Haruto Kiyama to lose control?

"What's wrong with you?" Mikoto was startled, looking at Harutoki Kiyama, who was whispering to the pain, and asked hurriedly.

"Internet..." Harusheng Mushan, who barely raised his head, turned bloody in his left eye into terrifying, "Is it out of control? No, this is...ah!" Before she finished speaking, she wailed again and knelt directly on the ground. Then, a shock to Mikoto, and the frown of Qing Gong appeared.

A turbid transparent light column, with a substance that is as strong as a vine, solid as a liquid, slowly emerged from the head of Harusheng Kiyama. In Mikoto's slightly frightened gaze, it slowly rose and slowly condensed into shape, like an embryo. Finally, the "embryo" exploded suddenly and something like a baby crawled out of it. However, its head was extremely large, occupying almost half of its body, with small hands and feet, and all facial features on its face. However, there was no trace of the cuteness of the baby from its face. Instead, there was an inexplicable strangeness. Behind him, a series of "umbilical cords" like vines were connecting Harusheng Kiyama's head, with their eyes tightly closed. On the top of the "baby"'s head, a halo floated quietly on it.

"This is..." Mikoto looked at the "baby" that appeared in disbelief, her eyes wide open, as if she couldn't believe what she saw, "Female? I've never heard of this ability!"

As if he heard Mikoto's words, the "baby"'s eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened, the blood-red whites of the same eyes as Harusheng of Muyama before, and a pair of rolling eyes that made people feel frightened. Then, when it looked at the direction of Qinggong and Mikoto, all the umbilical cords left Muyama's head in an instant, and suddenly opened their backs like tentacles, and scattered wings, waving them freely. At the same time, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth full of barbs, making a scream that resounded through the sky!

"Be careful!" Qinggong stretched out his hand and pulled Mikoto behind him. He was blocking her in front of her. His light golden eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity, "This is not comparable to Harusheng Muyama you just let the water off."

"How do you know..." Looking at the boy blocking him, Mikoto couldn't help but turn red and asked softly.

"I don't know your strength yet?" Qing Gong turned around and looked at the girl's delicate little face covered in dust. When he knew the occasion was wrong, he couldn't help but chuckled, and reached out to rub the girl's messy tea hair. "However, it's really ugly to make yourself look like awkward."

"You!" Mikoto, who was originally thin and flushed because of the Qing Palace's "head-touching kill" on her, couldn't help grinding her teeth because of her last sentence. A pair of small tiger teeth were slightly exposed, as if she was about to bite people.

Qing Gong smiled, took back his hand, turned around, and looked at the terrifying "baby" in front of him, his face slightly condensed.

After all the calculations, this guy still appears.

‘Fantasy Beast’.

Qinggong once learned about this thing. This is a fusion of the aim force field of ten thousand abilities connected by the "Fantasy Hand". It is caused by the loss of control of Harutoki Kiyama. It can also be said that it is a combination of the subconscious and thoughts of these 10,000 abilities.

To be careful, its composition is very similar to the girl who once met with Qing Palace and named her Feng Zhan Binghua. However, Feng Zhan Binghua was formed by the unconscious diffusion of the entire aim force field of 2.3 million people in the school city. Because there is no subjective consciousness, and the unconscious diffusion of the aim force field is very stable, and there are a total of 2.3 million people, which is enough to perfect every detail of Feng Zhan Binghua's body, so it will form the appearance of a beautiful girl. The fantasy beast in front of me is different. It is composed of a gathering of 10,000 people. Although the number is not as large as that of Feng Zhan Binghua, this is an aim force field of 10,000 people after all, so the total mass is not weaker than Feng Zhan Binghua. However, the details are much worse, so it becomes the appearance of this monster.

However, the "Fantasy Beast" contains all the consciousness of ten thousand people. It seems to be much smarter, but it also limits it. The minds of ten thousand people crush each other, resulting in the fantasy Beast having no consciousness that can control the body, and the behavior completely follows the instinct of the animal, so it becomes like this.

However... Looking at the aperture on the head of the "Fantasy Beast" and the "tentasy" waving behind it, Qing Gong suddenly thought of a possibility.

This... seems to be quite similar to the legendary angel.

In the impression of the Qing Palace, Feng Zhan Binghua was called "scientific angels". The reason is that the body constructed by using the Aim force field is very similar to that of the angels. In the end, it even grew wings behind it to fight against the "power of the gods". Although this "fantasy beast" is a little scary, if you think about it carefully, it seems to be the same species as the angels.

However, the Qing Palace felt that if he announced this kind of thing and said it was the same species as the angel, he would probably be chased to death by the magical Roman Orthodox Church or the Vatican?

Sure enough, this is a world that looks at faces.

No, what do you think!

Aren't you going to find a way to solve this fantasy beast?

"Senior Qinggong, Senior Misaka!" At this moment, Chuchun, who was originally in the car, woke up at some point, ran down from the overpass full of wild animals, and looked at the two of them anxiously, "What is this? Where is Professor Mushan?"

"Chaochun?" Mikoto was also surprised when she saw Chuchun and shouted in surprise, "Are you okay?"

Even so, would you rather call her Professor Mushan? Qinggong looked at Chuchun, who was anxious and couldn't help but nod.

"If you guess correctly, this thing should be a collection of the aim field of ten thousand people." Qinggong looked at Hakura and Mikoto and explained softly, "In other words, this should be a monster brought by Fantasy Magister. It's better to call it a 'Fantasy Beast'."

"'Fantasy Beast'?" Chuchun tilted her head slightly, looked at the huge fetus, and couldn't help but mutter, "It looks quite cute..."

......???

"Misaka, Hakura, take Professor Kiyama to the side first!" This sentence was classified as his own auditory hallucination, Qinggong narrowed his eyes, "Don't let something happen to her!"

According to his speculation, at this time Harutoki Kiyama no longer had the network of those ten thousand people. At this time, she was an ordinary person, and all her abilities were used to combine them into this monster. Although there was no danger, it also represented her fragility.

"After Professor Muyama is safe, you'll be fine if you come back." Qinggong turned his head to look at the two of them, "As for Chuchun, you can leave quickly with Professor Muyama."

"Okay." Chuchun knew that he couldn't help here, but just as he was about to run towards Mushan Harusheng, he turned around with some concern and looked at Qinggong, "What about you, senior?"

"Me?" Qing Gong chuckled, looking up at the 'fantasy beast' roaring to the sky, "Of course, it's the responsibility to block this guy."

"But... are you okay with senior?" Chuchun looked at Qinggong worriedly, then looked at the 'fantasy beast' floating in the air, "That's..."

"Don't worry about that guy." Mikoto grabbed Chukura, "Who do you think he is? Don't worry, it's okay." She pulled Chukura and floated up at Harusheng Mushan on the other hand, but she couldn't help but turn around and look at Qinggong's chuckling face.

Don't worry. Mikoto's heart said this for no reason.

As if she felt Mikoto's gaze, Qinggong's mouth raised slightly, and facing the fantasy beast that was more than ten times the size of her own, a trace of real gold flashed in her light golden eyes.

Don't worry.

Do you think...who am I?

"Kiyama...Professor." Mikoto and Hakura arrived in front of Harutoki Kiyama. A trace of complexity flashed in Mikoto's amber eyes, and finally she still called softly.

"...Is this out of control?" Mushan Harusheng slowly raised his head, his eyes no longer returned to their usual colors, but his expression was extremely tired, and there was a hint of sadness in his unsightly eyes.

"Is the 'fantasy beast'? It's a good name." Harutoki Muyama stood up staggeringly, leaning against an unfallen bridge pillar, murmured, "Everyone has something sad in his heart. When he reaches the extreme, he will suddenly hurt people..." At this point, she slowly lowered her head.

"Don't give up hope!" At this time, Chuchun, who had been silent, suddenly shouted, "If you give up at this time, won't your students be saved?"

"Even the beasts who are sad in their hearts will put away their minions because of the softest part of their heart!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!