1625 How Are You Going to Deal with It?

Academy City, School District 7.

On the rooftop some distance away from Fang Li's home, a group of people were busy at this moment.

It was a group of about dozens of people in very ordinary clothes.

These people were laughing and talking while doing various tasks on the rooftop.

The iron railings were installed, the walls were painted, and advertising paper, leaflets, and wall stickers were found to be decorated in a place, and there were people who were writing and drawing with chalk.

These scenes, it looks like a group of people are decorating the roof, very harmonious.

However, if there are magicians with keen senses here, they will definitely be able to find out.

The power called magic, along with the unfolding of these behaviors, gradually began to play a role.

"Gee..."

At a certain moment, the door of the rooftop was pushed open, causing the harsh and harsh sound of the iron door to resound.

"——"

On the rooftop, everyone's movements stagnated for a moment, but they recovered quickly, continuing to work on the task at hand while casting their eyes in the direction of the gate.

In the next second, everyone saw it.

Two people came in from the door.

"This is it, Master Fang Li."

Wu He, who was in charge of leading the way, made way for Fang Li behind him, as if serving by his side.

And seeing the person standing behind Wuhe, the eyes of everyone present also lit up.

Fang Li raised his eyes to look at these people.

"Is this the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion?"

Someone answered this question.

"That's right, we are the Amakusa-style cross desolate sect."

The person who said this was a tall and thin figure, but he was wearing a large white shirt and jeans that even a sumo wrestler could wear. There were two red stripes interlaced in front of the shirt, forming a man with a pattern of a cross.

The man's hair seems to have been deliberately sculpted into a messy shape with wax, like the carapace of a stag beetle, exuding a strange black luster. On his feet, he wears basketball shoes with laces over one meter, but he doesn't know why he doesn't tie them on. , a rope made of leather or the like is hung around the neck, and four or five small electric fans with a diameter of about ten centimeters are strung on the rope.

This kind of dress can be described as extremely weird. If you walk on the road, you will definitely attract the eyes of others.

However, like Kanzaki Kaori, this outfit has an extraordinary meaning.

The Amakusa-style cross desolate religion, which is good at hiding in the crowd and society, has always used very ordinary behaviors to launch magic, including clothing, food, housing, and transportation in daily life. Thus activates the magic.

Therefore, the weird attire of the man must also have the religious meaning of the Amakusa-style cross religion. Relying on every move to use magic is definitely not a problem with aesthetics.

Fang Li's eyes fell on the man.

The other party also raised his eyelids, met Fang Li's gaze, and grinned as he walked out of the crowd.

"Are you Fang Li?"

The man raised a hand and spoke like this in a very casual greeting.

"I'm Saiji Takemiya, and I'm currently acting as the acting pope of the Amakusa-style cross religion."

Acting Pope.

In other words, this man named Jiangong Saizi is the current leader of the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion.

Of course, only by proxy.

Although his demeanor seemed a bit frivolous, and his attire was even a bit nondescript, but from Jian Gong Zhaizi's piercing eyes, Fang Li could see that this was the only thing this man could not back down from.

Because, the leader of the Amakusa-style cross desolate sect is not him, but Kanzaki Kaori.

He is just an agent.

As for the surroundings of Jian Gong Zhai, the members of the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion are male and female, old and young, all wearing clothes that are no different from ordinary people, and can blend into the crowd very naturally. Some minor adjustments have been made in order to be ready to activate the spell at any time.

These people, together with Wuhe and Jiangongzhai, make a total of fifty-two members, which is the entire composition of today's Amakusa-style cross desolation.

They looked at Fang Li who came to the rooftop one by one, their eyes were shining, but the movements of their hands did not stop.

Fang Li's words can be seen more or less.

"Are you building an enchantment?"

Yes.

The Amakusa-style Cross Patriarchal Church is building an enchantment.

Obviously, the props used are just ordinary things such as advertising paper, leaflets, wall stickers, chalk, whitewash and paint, etc. It looks like a decoration company is working, but it is these extremely ordinary behaviors that are used Mixed with the instruments, conditions and meanings required to activate the spell, what is finally formed is an enchantment.

Why set up an enchantment here?

the reason is simple.

"Your home is near here, right?" Jian Gong Zhaizi Shi Shiran said with a smile: "The enemy is coming for you, so the possibility of fighting near here is quite high, so prepare for this area. Barriers are never a bad thing."

This is the reason why the Amakusa-style cross religion that Itsuwa said is scattered around.

"After all, the opponent is a saint." Jian Gong Zhaizi said with some emotion: "No one knows better than us how terrible a saint is."

Such a speech made the members of the surrounding Amakusa-style cross desolation sect a little silent.

Even Wuhe bowed his head deeply and fell silent.

In the past, the Amakusa-style cross desolation religion was abandoned because of insufficient strength to keep up with the footsteps of the saintly female pope.

Now, with a saint as an opponent, one can imagine how the Amakusa-style cross desolate sect feels.

Not to mention, this time the opponent is not just Saint.

"Either a saint, or the right seat of the gods, a man who holds the power of the Son of God and the angels in his palm—the water behind."

Jiangong Zhaizi seemed to be speaking to himself, and he said it in a self-deprecating manner.

"That's an opponent stronger than the Pope, and we are crazy to find him."

As he said this, Jian Gongzhai's eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

Not only Jiangong Saizi, but also all the members of the Amakusa-style cross desolation religion, including Itsuwa, behaved like this.

The opponent is undoubtedly formidable.

But precisely because of this, there is the value of the challenge.

Everyone silently expressed their will.

In order to catch up with the longing man, these people seem to regard this battle as a trial.

Just because the opponent, like Kanzaki Kaori, is a saint.

"Sorry, I said everything."

Jian Gongzhai suddenly became a little frivolous and spread his hands.

"We are too excited to see a man who can defeat our female pope with a single knife."

Speaking of this, the voice of Jian Gong Zhaizi did carry a hint of enthusiasm.

In the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion, everyone who looked at Fang Li also had longing in their eyes.

Seeing this, Fang Li also smiled wryly.

"So that's it, I know you a little bit."

After leaving these words, Fang Li looked at everyone present.

"Since it's all here, I'm not being polite."

Fang Li said so.

"How are you going to deal with the water behind?"