Respect to: Gabriel/Misha (To Aru)

Lord Legislador


25 Oct 2014

Nombre: Arcángel Gabriel, Kami no Chikara, Guardian of the Rear, Misha (Nombre dado en su invocación imperfecta)
Serie: To Aru Majutsu No Index
Especie: Arcángel, ángel serafín
Genero: No posee genero
Gabriel es uno de los 4 arcángeles de Dios, fue invocado de manera imperfecta 2 veces en la obra con una porción de su poder real, la primera vez durante el angel fall que está dentro del cuerpo de una humana (su forma más débil) y luego cuando lo invocó Fiamma.

Un ángel es una masa de energía mágica
"The most important 'angel' also didn't leave any trails. If an 'Angel' like magical energy is left alone, the huge amount of energy can even cause the ground to distort, so he must be using some other method to hide the power of the 'Angel'."

Los ángeles son como maquinas de Dios, no poseen una personalidad y sin este se ven increiblemente mermados
"Um, Kami-yan, your explanation here has a huge flaw. The Angels have no personalities. Angels are 'messengers of Heaven', and their real appearances are like humanoid balloons with lots of 'abnormal power' within them. In Idol worship theory, a fake Cross can obtain power, and the Angels are the same. In theory, an Angel's power can be divided into 100 and invoked into swords and armour. Also, without God's commands, Angels themselves won't automatically create miracles on their own, help good people or defeat evil. Angels are basically like remote controlled cars in this regard.

"...So Angels are like these?"

"Ya. In the 'Final Judgement' described in the New Testament, God will judge humanity on mankind at the end of the world. send good people into Heaven and bad people into Hell. Before that, Angels can't deliberately save or kill people as it may change history."

Tsuchimikado then continues,

"Oh ya, like what I just mentioned, Angels are like remote-controlled cars of God. If one of the cars couldn't receive the commands because of some failure, or if the command received was wrong, it will become what we call a 'demon'."

Tsuchimikado's words really surprise Kamijou. The 'Angels' and 'demons' that often appear in video games are completely different things. As of his own impression, Angels are just some random dumb blond beauties (with wings attached) that love to watch from the Heavens. Of course, this impression came from movies and manga.


At this moment, Kamijou doesn't think again as he says,

"Maybe the Angel wanted a heart?"

"Since it doesn't have a heart, how can it 'desire' for one? Though Angels look like they have their own will and can move about on their own, that's just a false impression. They're like stringed puppets, they can't move when the strings controlling them are snapped

El poder de un ángel es capaz de erradicar la vida del planeta con un dedo y afectar las estrellas del universo
Even the initial attack had contained tremendous destructive power. However, if this was truly an equal existence to the angels Index knew of, its true ability would go well beyond that. It would be able to eradicate all life on earth with a single finger or wield a power that deeply affected the stars of the universe.

Versión novela 4 (más débil de todas)
Puede mover la rotación de la tierra, mover la luna, planetas y demás cuerpos celestiales
"There are beings that can exist as male and females, Kami-yan. They have no gender. In legend, they either remain neutral or have features of both genders. To them, the 'name' is the reason why God created them, so they can't exchange names with others."

Hearing Tsuchimikado's words, Kamijou frowned,

"Have you forgotten, Kami-yan? What's the name of this grand spell?"

At that moment, Misha widened her eyes.

BOOM! An earth-shattering boom could be heard.

The sunset sky that was dyed orange instantly became a starry night sky.


Kamijou inadvertently looked up at the sky. Touya stopped breathing.

Night. It was as if something switched off the lights, and the evening sky suddenly became pitch black night. The unlucky symbol of the full moon hung over them. That was strange, no matter what, today should have been a crescent moon.

"W-what's going on?"

"Can't you tell? She turned the evening into night."

Kanzaki said it casually, but Kamijou was astounded.

It was easy to say that she changed the evening sky to night, but that meant that the person in front of them could control the relative positions of the earth to the sun. No, even the orbit of the moon was switched. That meant that the moon and other planets were under control.

Controlling celestial bodies.
Puede detener la rotación de la tierra y acabar con la vida en la tierra

Maybe that terrifying ability was so terrifying that people couldn't experience it personally, but this was a power that could destroy the world. For example, if the world's axis were tilted by ten degrees, a fourth of all life on earth would be destroyed. And if the world stopped spinning, the world would be instantly destroyed. The people standing on the world may not feel it, but actually, the world was spinning at a terrifying speed of 1666 kilometers an hour. If it suddenly stopped, it would be like making an emergency brake. The terrifying force could flip all the things on the surface of the Earth

Fue el causante de la destrucción de Gomorra

That meant...

That at anytime, at any place, once Misha decided it, the world would be at it's end.

"Hold, hold on a minute! Can magic do such scary things?"

"For a human, of course not."

With a sharp and icy look, Kanzaki's voice sounded like a blade.

"Summoning the night to strengthen its own element and putting the moon as the main part. Oh, I see. The element of water, the controller of blue, the guardian of the moon, the keeper of the back. The one who buried the fallen city of Gomorrah under a rain of fire in the Old Testament, the one who foretold the news of the birth of the Son of God to the virgin in the New Testament."

At that moment, Kamijou finally remembered.

Angel Fall.

Since it was named as such, it naturally meant that something descended into this world.

"—Your name is Power of God, the twin-winged archangel aligned to the left side of God, right?"

The breaker of God (Kanzaki) said that, but the servant of God didn't reply.

An invisible shell-like thing started to crack, and the invisible skin was molting.

'That thing' completely awakened.

Gabriel puede lanzar billones de proyectiles del cielo, destruir civilizaciones o destruir el planeta

The angel didn't do anything.

Kanzaki stood in front of Kamijou and Touya, and she reached for the nodachi at her waist.

"An angel's power is neither good or evil. Those who were directed by God to save mortals will be praised as angels. Once they fall onto the corrupted earth, they will become terrifying demons."

Kanzaki said in a curse-like voice.

"It's as according to what the Old Testament described. Do you really want to return to heaven? Power of God?"

Kamijou stared dumbstruck at Misha—no, the angel called Power of God. Maybe her reason of preventing Angel Fall was even simpler than anyone here.

Angel Fall was a spell that caused an angel to fall into the mortal world.

An angel that got pulled down would definitely want to go back.

Power of God didn't say anything.

There was no need to talk. She raised the L-shaped crowbar high as if it was a lit fuse.

Kamijou felt a chill, as if his heart was speared by an ice pillar.

The moon above him was even whiter, even brighter. The bright moon created a halo around it, as if a camera lens was forced near the sun. With the full moon at the center, the halo instantly expanded outwards. The interior of the halo formed all sorts of bright lines that looked like all sorts of complicated codes.

A magic array.

And that magic array wasn't just big. Looking closer, all the bright points that formed the lines were magic arrays themselves. It was like flocks of fish swimming together in the ocean, or ants crawling in single file on the land. Billions and billions of magic arrays were neatly arranged to form one huge array.

(How can, there be...such a terrifying scene.)

Looking up at the array of stars in the night, Kamijou was unable to say anything.

The stars in the night sky looked weak and fantastical, but it was just an illusion. Things that were further away seemed smaller—this was something that even an elementary school child could understand. Even one who stayed in Japan should have seen the fighter jets of the Self Defense Forces, or the ones stationed at the American bases, create contrails, but had anyone seen an engine spurt out fire?

That was the case right now.

The contrails released by a fighter jet would disappear after a certain distance. And as for the artificial lights visible in the stratosphere, most likely, only the lights from the rocket boosters of the satellites could be seen.

Even though Kamijou didn't understand anything about magic, he could understand this.

Those magic arrays weren't a trivial thing.

Kamijou could feel it, his body was trembling.

Looking up at the night sky, a drop of sweat appeared on Kanzaki's face.

"Are you serious? Power of God! You intend to use an Old Testament spell just to kill one person? Are you trying to destroy this world!?"

Kanzaki's tone and what she said were too shocking.

Kamijou inadvertently panicked and asked, "What? Oi, what does that angel intend to do...?"

"That's a torrent of fire arrows that once destroyed a civilisation. If that spell activates, humanity will cease to exist."

The seriousness of this situation far exceeded his understanding, and Kamijou was unable to comprehend what was going on.

But the words 'fire' and 'torrent' remained etched in him.

(Rain of fire arrows? Fall down? Don't tell me, those lights in the sky, these billions of bright spots that aren't any different from rocket fuel will land onto the surface!?)

Kamijou remained rigid as he looked at the night sky. The simplest thing he could think of was that the billions of bright spots were missiles aimed at the world. If all those missiles landed on the earth, it would far surpass a carpet bombing. Even if one missile was assigned to every person, there would still be many remaining.

Kamijou wasn't clear how large the attack range was. Maybe it was a city, or maybe a country. If any place that could see the night sky was part of the range, half the world would be reduced to ash.

Kanzaki looked like her heart could stop at any time.

"Without God's orders, angels shouldn't be able to kill. Have you forgotten about that, Power of God? According to the New Testament, the Final Judgment of judging the souls has been decided. Killing people randomly will cause it to be affected, you should be clear about this! This is what you told humanity!"

Kamijou had heard those words from Tsuchimikado before.

At the end of the world, God would descend down to the mortal world and decide everyone's fate, whether they were going to heaven or to hell. If a person who shouldn't be killed was dead, his children wouldn't be born. If that happened, his grandchildren and great-grandchildren wouldn't be born. That was why those who could control time and space were those supremacists who could control history. The angels who escaped from the history of humanity also had the power to change humanity's future.

The supremacists.

The angel didn't respond to Kanzaki's earnest plea to not kill humans.

No anger, no frenzy, no mockery, no sneering, nor any guilt.

It wasn't moving at all.

Seeing that, goosebumps appeared on Kamijou. They couldn't talk to that angel called Power of God. Ever since Angel Fall occurred, perhaps she was like a train that had gone off track.

The angel had only one command to itself, and that was to return to heaven.

It was already unable to think of what would happen to the world.

It just wanted to return to its correct position.

It was like an organ transplant. If an organ that was not suitable was transplanted, the body would reject it, even though it knew that it would die.

It had been willing to work together with Kamijou and company just to find out who the person was.

After an all-out bombardment, it would be unable to tell whether its target was dead from the pile of corpses and rubble. Thus, it had to remember the target's face.

Kamijou gritted his teeth and looked up.

Kamijou's right hand could neutralize any supernatural power, even if it was God's miracle. However, the magic array was located too far away. Even a fighter jet couldn't reach that altitude.

Thus, Kamijou turned to glare at the Power of God.

If he wanted to destroy those magic arrays, the only way was to beat the caster down. Like Angel Fall, the spell was still incomplete.

"Damn it..."

But faced with that simple answer, Kamijou couldn't help but grit his teeth.

If he did that, how would it be different from what that angel did?


Power of God was just staring at Kamijou expressionlessly.

Its eyes were like someone standing high above, looking down at insects rolling around in the dirt.

The archangel that could destroy the world without raising a finger didn't say anything.
Usara el barrido para acabar con todo, para eliminar el Angel Fall y regresar al cielo pero debido a su condición le tomaría 30 min
Facing the word 'escaping', Kamijou is unable to understand.

At this point, where can they run off to? Can they actually run off to Mars?

Kanzaki doesn't turn back as she continues to say to the puzzled Kamijou,

"Think about it, the 'Power of God' just needs to cast 'the Sweep' to easily end everything here.. Why is it silently waiting there for us to take action?"

Now that Kanzaki said it, Kamijou finally realises it.

Since it has the power of 'the Sweep', why doesn't it take action quickly? To the 'Power of God', there should be no reason to hesitate, as she has only one goal.

Why doesn't it quickly summon 'the Sweep'?

"It's not that it's not activating it, but that it can't. Even if it's the 'Power of God', it will take quite some time to activate such a large spell. This isn't weird. When it activated the 'God's Purge' that destroyed an entire civilisation, it took quite some 'preparation time'."

Kanzaki says,

"...About 30 minutes. Fufu, wouldn't that be too short to send all the animals up the Ark?"

Kamijou is speechless.

Only 30 minutes left. 30 minutes later, 'the Sweep' spell will sent billions of burning fire arrows down on half the world like billions of missiles. Of course, Kamijou's 'Imagine Breaker' isn't going to save the entire world.

But on the other hand,

If they can beat the 'Power of God' within these 30 minutes.

"If that's the case, that's even more reason for me not to run away! I want to fight! Against this enemy from the magic world, my right hand should more or less be of some help!"

"Don't be stupid, if we professionals let amateurs get hurt protecting us, we don't even have the right to commit seppuku."

Kanzaki sounds rather casual.


Kamijou sounds like someone who's trying to prevent a lunatic from jumping off a building.


"Listen to me."

But Kanzaki seems abnormally calm,

"This thing in front of us is already past 'an ordinary person's realm'. It's stupid to fight against it, let alone beat it."

Kamijou holds his breath as he stares at Kanzaki.

"But don't be mistaken. I don't want to lose my life like that. I may not be able to beat it, but I don't think that I'll lose. Maybe I can divert it away and 'hold it off'."

Kanzaki says silently,

"Kamijou Touma, while I hold her off, please take Touya-shi away to remove 'Angel Fall'."

"Wait, what did you say?"

"Have you forgotten what's the goal of the 'Power of God'? The reason why it activated 'the Sweep' was just to remove 'Angel Fall'. In other words, if we remove the 'Angel Fall' before it activates 'the Sweep', there's no need for it to cast the spell, right?

The last sentence doesn't seem to be targeted at Kamijou, but at the Archangel.

The Angel that's not moving doesn't respond to her.

It's because to the 'Power of God', all these aren't important. 30 minutes later, 'the Sweep' will kill the caster of 'Angel Fall', Touya, and end everything. Even if Kamijou and the rest use another way to remove 'Angel Fall', it won't be of any disadvantage to the Angel.

Thus, the 'Power of God' just silently let Touya escape from its eyes.
While Kanzaki and 'Power of God' are having their one hundredth out of this world fight, Kamijou and Touya finally dashed into the seaside resort.

But this doesn't mean that they're safe.

No matter where they run to in the world, that 'Sweep' spell the 'Power of God' can use will instantly kill them. The 'Power of God' is such an enemy that surpasses all understanding.

Pero aún así el Astro Hand es superior
Thus, the 'Power of God' just silently let Touya escape from its eyes.

Its attitude is like saying, no point arguing with you since the outcome will be the same.

It has an 'Astro in Hand' spell that's even scarier than 'the Sweep', it's just wondering which method is more suitable to settle the problem right now.

Kamijou glances at Touya. It's true that leaving him around with the 'Power of God' here is too dangerous.

Las alas de Gabriel pueden barrer montañas y romper ciudades
Each wing was thoroughly infused with Telesma, and each attack could flatten mountains and carve valleys like Divine Judgment. Even if it was on the battlefield as per normal, Kanzaki, who often caused enemies to back away in fear, was now stiff with tension. If it were anyone else, the killing intent released would have caused the person to faint.
The water wings that were infused with Telesma from tip to tip could each send out a Judgment that could wreck a city. Once it sent that, this beach would vanish completely, forming a crate like cover, like how in legend, God shaped the earth.

Crea numerosas alas además que se vuelve a recalcar su poder
With a loud boom, a huge explosion occurs behind the Angel.

Her back lets out something that looks like wings.

But those aren't wings that are as elegant as a swan's, but the screen of ice wings like a peacock.

Numerous sharp wings that look that they were carved out from ice extend outwards like a hill of swords. At the same time, the sea behind 'Power of God' let out an irregular tide, and numerous huge sea serpents or sea dragons of several tons of seawater rush out and gather behind the Angel.

The back fuses with the seawater, forming a huge wing of water.

The huge water wing of blades open up behind the 'Power of God', and each of them are of about 50m to 70m in length. They look like walls that nobody can climb up, and like a wall of sharp crystals that can cut anyone's fingers on the slightest touch.

The numerous ice wings stab up at the sky.

Finally, a drop of water appears above the 'Power of God'. The drop of water draws a small circle, forming a halo in the air.

The colour's like the surface of the sky at night, bringing the azure blue presence with black shadows and death.

Each wing is thoroughly infused with the 'Power of God', and each attack can flatten mountains and carve valleys like Divine Judgement. Even if it's on the battlefield as per normal, Kanzaki, who often cause enemies to back away in fear, is now stiff with tension. If it were anyone else, the killing intent released can cause the person to faint.

Tsuchimikado revierte el Angel Fall y regresa todo a la normalidad
Tsuchimikado Motoharu. He thought that he managed to protect the world Kamijou's in.

But can a world with a person less be considered a normal world?


In this everyday world that's lacking, Kamijou roared.

He roared out at this world that's unable to be gotten back. At this moment.

"Long time no see nya, Kami-yan! You still okay?"

The unbelievable thing happened. Tsuchimikado Motoharu actually walked in.

"--Eh? Hold on? Wai, wait a minute! What's this? Some prepared body that's made through cloning?"

"Fu, this Tsuchimikado won't even bother playing with some easy thing."

Mocking and grinning, the boy is thoroughly bandaged.

When 'Angel Fall' activated, Tsuchimikado should have become a super idol '---'...why is it that when 'Angel Fall' was removed, the 'wounds' and 'memories' didn't return to '---'? Is it because Tsuchimikado used the weird magic to block off half the effects of 'Angel Fall' that he was treated as an exception?

Se mencionan en la novela 7 otra vez el poder de dicho ángel.
Que podía convertir la mitad del planeta en polvo con una palabra y solo es la punta del iceberg

“Hm? For an atheist like you, it might be hard to imagine what an angel looks like.”

Stiyl laughed. He was wrong, however.

Kamijou understood what an angel was. He still remembered what the angel with the so-called "God’s Power" had done. That night, the sky above the seaside had instantly been covered by a large vortex of magic spells. One single word from the angel would have been enough to turn half the Earth to ash.

Also, out of all the spells that the angel possessed, that had only been the tip of the iceberg.
Kamijou had seen how capable an angel was. He had seen firsthand the "God’s Power" that Misha Kreutzev had used, the power that could turn half the Earth into ash.

And Kamijou understood this group known as "magicians". The magicians he had met before did not even know the meaning of the word "mercy". In order to get whatever they wanted, these people would give their all.
El hechizo Judgement casi pica en 2 el planeta Tierra. (Cabe decir que dicho ataque fue el que recibió Accelerator (base) repetidas veces en el arco de WW3 de una versión más fuerte de Misha, leer más abajo)
Kamijou was very clear of what the "Angelic Spells" that were only rumours and speculation to the magicians were (what an irony). He had seen firsthand one of the four great angels, the "Power of God", summon the magic spell "Judgement"- billions of light bombs that nearly turned half the Earth to crisp.

Versión que invocó Fiamma

Fiamma invoca a Gabriel y recuerdan de su poder que afectó la tierra, la luna y el sol.
As he thought, Kamijou looked down at his right hand.

He pressed the palm against a random wall and a crack of orange light appeared. An area of about a meter around his hand crumbled. However, some kind of power caused the fragments to float in place rather than to fall. They then moved back to their original place. There was most likely a core somewhere.

(In that case, I can apply damage to Fiamma by destroying that. While I’m searching for him, I’ll destroy everything of importance I come across. There’s no reason to just leave alone the things that the enemy can use.)

Just as he decided on that plan, Kamijou heard a loud noise.

There were windows in the stone room, but the glass all shattered. Kamijou plugged his ears and looked outside to see numerous fighters flying through the blue sky.

They were Academy City fighters.

Those crystallizations of cutting edge science soared about in the Russian sky.

Fiamma must have also detected the fighters because a voice spoke out that seemed to be suppressing various emotions.

It was like someone who had water thrown on them right when they were getting worked up.

“Sasha Kreutzev, the medium for the angel. The remote control spiritual item for the 103,000 grimoires. The ceremonial site, the Star of Bethlehem. And finally, your right arm that is most appropriate for wielding my power. I have everything I need, so I would rather the side characters would leave.”

Kamijou had a bad feeling about what was to come.

However, he did not know where Fiamma was in the large fortress, so he had no way of stopping Fiamma’s words.

And then Fiamma of the Right spoke quietly.

“Head out, Archangel Gabriel. Blow them all away.”

The world turned to night.

As if everything had been instantaneously painted over with black, the sky turned to a night sky.

“You’re kidding…”

That magic was so great that it gave one control of the positional relationships of the earth, the moon, and the sun. Kamijou could only stare in blank amazement upon seeing that.

It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the phenomenon he was seeing.

Kamijou Touma’s eyes were opened wide to the limit and he was trembling because he did know.

He had seen that before.

It was an angel’s spell.

That supernatural phenomenon was the buildup to the even greater spell known as Sweep that interfered with the movements of heavenly bodies, built up one’s own power, and was enough to destroy the entire human race without moving a single fingertip. That was a true angel’s spell. As such, it was clear what the being using it should be called.

Kamijou’s face was paler than the night sky as he heard Fiamma continue to speak.

Fiamma sounded like he was enjoying himself.

He sounded like a soldier showing off a weapon he had heavily practiced with.

“No, I suppose I should refer to you as Misha Kreutzev here.”

Immediately afterwards, some sort of blue point of light became visible in the pitch black night sky.

If one stared at it close enough, one might have seen the form of a person. However, it was so far away that it just looked like a small point of light.

But then…

Mientras es invocado al mover una única ala destruyó una docena de naves y toda una montaña creando una enorme explosión
Sound disappeared.

A giant wing-like object stretched from the blue point of light cutting horizontally across the entire visible portion of the heavens.

With a bit of a delay, an explosive noise pounded at Kamijou’s ears.

A few dozen of the unmanned fighters sweeping across the Russian sky were blown to pieces. The fighters that showed life-like movements must have been the ones with actual pilots. A few of those had their main wings severed and Kamijou could see the pilots frantically attempting to escape with their parachutes.

The destruction did not end there.

That blue point of light had swung that giant wing solely to blow away that formation of unmanned fighters. However, the giant wing disintegrated partway through breaking it in half. The severed half flew on and created a gigantic explosion near the horizon where it landed.

An enormous mass of dirt flew up into the air.

An entire mountain had been blown away.
Es terminado de ser invocado
“Well, Angel Fall was an accidental spell. With a summoning method based on and derived from that, stability is a bit of a problem.”

It wasn’t normal.

The difference in numbers had been overturned in an instant.

That was an angel.

An angel was a being that held overwhelming power.

“But doesn’t this make things pretty interesting? The science side has been showing off all sorts of secret weapons, so isn’t it about time the magic side got serious?”
A scream rang out.

It was not a human scream.

The howl was more foreign. It slipped into human hearts with no resistance and shook up the emotions within. One wanted to reject it more than the sound of fingernails on the blackboard, but one also felt an intense feeling of guilt at rejecting it. The incomprehensible cry was difficult to accept and difficult to reject. The voice easily exceeded the limits of human vocal cords as it resounded throughout that nighttime battlefield that looked as if it had been covered in ink.

An angel.


Misha Kreutzev.
Forma varias alas de diferentes tamaños, unas de hasta 100mts y cada una tanto las grandes como pequeñas cortarian montañas con solo tocarlas
“Stop,” Kamijou said without meaning to.

Something floated in the vast battlefield like a single light in the darkness. It was a bluish-white light. A human-like silhouette stayed oddly still at 3000 meters up in the air.

Wings grew from the silhouette’s back.

They were ice wings that looked like crystals.

Their lengths were uneven. Some were only a few dozen centimeters while others were longer than 100 meters. Each of those uneven wings moved independently and ominous sparks flew when they struck each other. Kamijou knew that all of those wings held the destructive power to sever a mountain just by touching it.

As they struck each other, the wings stored up just a tiny bit of power.

But that was enough.

“Stooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooppppppppp pppppppppppppppppppppppp!!!!!”

A mere human’s voice was meaningless.

Gabriel destruye la armada de ciudad academia y la onda de choque que hizo sacudio ligeramente la estrella de belen que es una fortaleza de 40 km de radio que volaba a más de 3 km en el aire
The wings swung.

A storm of destruction and slicing was born.

The Academy City fighters and supersonic bombers that were made of the latest technology were sliced apart. A few of the ice wings intentionally came apart and became hundreds and thousands of blade-like fragments which rained down on the tanks spread out on the surface. A great shockwave was created and even the Star of Bethlehem shook slightly despite being so high up in the air.

Kamijou looked down from a broken window, but he couldn’t see what was happening on the surface because of the thick cloud cover. There were a few openings here or there, but he couldn’t grasp the situation just from that. A large amount of snow had been blown into the air creating a further curtain obstructing his view.


Directly below the distant archangel, a hole with a radius of a few dozen meters had opened in the thick cloud cover. When the great number of fragments had been fired down, they had blown away the clouds in that area.

Pilots could be seen escaping the sliced up fighters in parachutes.

The archangel paid them no heed.

It did not aim its ice wings in their direction.

However, that was not due to mercy or kindness. Gabriel swung a wing toward another bomber and the gust of wind created by the pylon-like wing swinging through the air was enough to crush the parachutes and rid them of all lift.

If they had a spare parachute, they might be fine, but if they didn’t, they had no way of avoiding death.

The word war did not fully cover it.

It was divine punishment.

Kamijou gulped at the thought of that word.

(It isn’t just the Star of Bethlehem. Fiamma, you bastard, did you kidnap Sasha in order to add that archangel to the power at your command!?)


That was no time to freeze up. Kamijou rushed through that stone room and ran on through the Star of Bethlehem. It seemed Fiamma was giving that angel orders. However, he would have used it sooner if he had been able to use it at any time.

There may have been a connection with the rise of the Star of Bethlehem.

If there was some kind of key object that was moving the archangel, he might be able to destroy that. And even if there wasn’t, he might be able to stop Gabriel by defeating Fiamma himself.

Of course, Kamijou did not know much about the magic side.


(That doesn’t matter.)

As he heard numerous explosions even then, Kamijou gritted his teeth while he ran.

(I’ll just destroy everything of importance until that angel stops moving!!)

After running through a few rooms, the sky was before him.

He was on a wide stone bridge, but it had no railings on either side. The intense winds and shockwaves from explosions threatened to blow Kamijou’s body to the side. The dark sky gave him the same kind of bottomless unease as the ocean at night.

However, he couldn’t just stop.

Even Academy City’s elite troops could do nothing against that monster. At that rate, they would just get defeated as a demonstration. Even if he couldn’t fight it directly, Kamijou was the only one who had a chance of stopping that angel indirectly.
Fiamma proclama que ni 50000 bombas nucleares lanzadas simultaneamente derribarían la estrella de belén
It was over. Misha Kreutzev would destroy the angel of science and the ability user from Academy City, and proceed to exterminate the remaining forces of Academy city. No one would be able to stop Fiamma's plans, for as long as Misha was there, the Star of Bethlehem would not fall, even if 50,000 nuclear warheads were launched simultaneously at it.

Una descripción de Misha y de que formó cientos de alas de hielo
Misha Kreutzev.

The shape of the angel’s body was not unusual. It looked just like the body of a 20- something year old woman. Unmistakably this was Gabriel, the only angel in Christian lore said to have female attributes.

But when you looked closer, you could see that she was not human.

The entire surface of her body was covered by slippery cloth of an unknown material, her face had no eyes or nostrils, only shapes that superficially resembled such parts created from the ridges and depressions across the surface of the cloth. The cloth spread out around the back of her head in a way as to resemble hair.

There was no noticeable difference between the “skin” and the “clothing”, the two seemingly blended into one. What looked like gold leaf veins ran across the white cloth surface and occasional identical colored pins held them in place.

The overall color of her attire was more grey than white, but a bluish glow radiated outwards from her entire body, not unlike the glow of a computer screen.

Wings of ice.

About a hundred of them. The sizes ranged from a few dozen meters to well over one hundred meters in length. They resembled nothing less than countless gigantic swords of ice piercing through the sky. The beauty of the crystalline wings was similar to the beauty precious gems like diamonds held for humans.


Throughout the frozen landscape of Russia, all the Academy City troops who beheld the sight of the archangel were not mesmerized by its beauty. For they knew the horror of that shape. No, rather, they had been forced to learn firsthand the horror that was the Power of God.


Flapping those countless wings of ice, Misha flew down at the snowy landscape. The angel’s movements were simple and direct: fly straight down towards the closely packed armor divisions of Academy City, and as she crashes into the ground like a meteor, pound the ground around her with hundreds of wings of ice. With this crude but efficient method of attack that resembled nothing more than a giant stamp descending on the land, Misha crushed the Academy City troops, who had effortlessly defeated the mighty Russian army, like a bunch of ants.




The surviving tanks retreated furiously, turned their turrets to aim at the angel, and fired. The sound of the cannon fire felt as though it would shake up one’s inner organs into a mess, and multiple armor piercing explosive rounds rent the air as they flew towards their target.

Misha didn’t even bother to turn.

The wings that were like towers of steel flapped once, faster than the speed of sound. With this one supersonic flap, the air was compressed into a wall of wind that knocked the tank rounds away as if they were nothing. Misha did not continue the attack, for she did not adhere to battle tactics concerning victory or defeat.


Whoosh! Before the deflected tank rounds exploded, Misha was already 1000 meters above the ground again. With the current situation the troops were in, they would not survive another assault. The surviving troops were scattered around the perimeter of the giant crater that formed from Misha’s first attack. Misha chose her target. And just like before, Misha dived towards the ground at horrifying speeds.




Just like that, Misha continued to literally stamp the Academy City troops out of existence. Misha had no concept of “friend” or “foe” and as such, even the Russian tanks and troops milling around on the surface were crushed into oblivion.

It was a scene of total destruction. A crewman emerged from the crushed hull of an Academy City tank, only to come face to face with a Russian soldier who was almost fainting from exhaustion. However neither pointed their gun at each other. The Russian soldier just stared up at the sky, dazed, and the Academy City trooper completely understood what was going through the Russian soldier’s mind.

This was not a war anymore. The term “war” was just one of the many aspects of human life. This was a true apocalypse. In front of an apocalyptic event such as this, humans were powerless.


This was what the angel was speaking. The human ear could not hear it, nor could their minds understand it. The sound was just like if one’s throat had been pierced with a knife. As the troops looked skywards, the angel of destruction would come crashing down. Misha’s movements did not change, not even her attack patterns. It seemed as though, to the angel, all this was just a boring chore to be done as fast as possible. The soldiers staring up at the angel knew that when Misha’s face turned towards them, death would come to them in an instant as she crashed down on top of them like a falling star. We’re next. They would think. To survive up till now was already a miracle. Our luck must have been used up already.


The tank crewman sat resignedly on the ground, and gave a faint smile of defeat. The expression of the Russian soldier was identical. The next instant the angel came crashing down. Mercilessly. Its goal, to kill all life on the frozen tundra.

Gabriel comienza a luchar con Carissa y Maiden Versalles
BOOM! The sound of the explosion echoed across the land. However, this sound was not caused by Misha impacting against the ground, but was caused by a person colliding with the archangel.

The Russian and the Academy City crewman could not understand what was happening. They hadn’t even registered the fact that they were still alive. The one fighting the archangel was a….. girl?

A blonde girl clothed in a fiery red dress, wielding a shining sword of light in her right hand. 3000 meters above in the sky, far beyond the habitat of humans, this girl flew around like a rocket, fighting the archangel. For the first time, Misha changed her course. She headed for the ground, slowing down. This time, there was no gigantic explosion and no crater formed. Misha bounced once, twice, three times on the ground, before stopping herself by thrusting her countless wings into the ground around her. Around her, the remnants of the two armies struggled frantically to run away.

What was this?

What happened?

Even though the Academy City troops were moving again, before Misha could have time to ponder these questions, the woman in red who had assaulted Misha in the sky landed close to where the tanks were.

She did not have a parachute. Rather, she just floated down towards the ground, as if on invisible wings.


The tank crewman sat on his buttocks, shivering in fear as the woman in red landed behind him. However she paid him no heed. Focusing only on the archangel, she casually swung around her sword of light. Focusing only on that horrible figure whom the soldier didn’t want to look at for even one second.

“Sigh, even though they said the Power of God was summoned, this being is no different from your run of the mill monster… I wanted to meet a real angel and ask them about some of heaven’s secrets, but it looks like this…. thing won’t be able to understand even simple language…”

The woman said disdainfully. And then…

“Even if you’re a princess, how about you show some self-control? ...Not that I'm one to talk seeing as I let you convince me to come to this place that even Napoleon would give up on.”

“Wh-when did they come and where did they come from?”

After hearing this second voice, the tank crewman turned his head, and saw a pale faced woman dressed in white. And she was not alone.

“Now that I think about it, for the conflict to erupt now just signifies how serious the situation has become. As expected, the enemy has prepared a trump card on the same level as, no, superior to Curtana…”

This time it was a man’s voice, a very tall man dressed in a Western suit standing in front of several thousand people. It was hard to believe that they were there, for the surroundings had nowhere near enough cover to have hidden all those people…

For the man in the suit, now should not be the ideal time to be listening to the back and forth insults of the woman in red and the pale-faced girl, but still, he traded opinions with them.

“Is your Spell of Thororm ineffective against it?”

“The bad news is, it seems the gap between us is too big. And those ice wings may not even be weapons, but just an extension of its body.”

“What is Necessarius doing? Why don’t they send over that Saint?”

“For her, aiding the wounded for both the Academy City and the Russian troops would be her highest priority. For her, fighting is just another method of saving people, and in this situation, ‘finding another way to stop this war’ would be more important.”

Hearing Knight Leader’s words, Carissa bit her lip. The Holy Woman of Versailles raised her eyebrows.

“For the Anglicans, this would be normal, wouldn’t it?”

Ignoring the glare of the Second Princess Carissa, the Holy Woman of Versailles continued.

“Up till now the Anglicans have killed too many people…”

“I know that even without you telling me…” Carissa snapped back.

“Hmph, in the end we’ll just have to think of a way to bring this thing down.”

Vroom! Once again, the sword of light slashed the air. Facing the pale-faced girl carrying that over-ornamented sword, Carissa spoke.

“Come on, you Frenchie, let’s go.”

“Hmph, ever since I channeled all of France’s power into Durendal, I’ve been dying to use it on that thing.”

An unearthly noise echoed across the land, as Misha started to pull her wings of ice out of the ground. Carissa pointed her sword of light at the angel, and spoke in a commanding voice.

“Come, you beast. I’ll show you that I too, wield the power of an archangel!!”
Gabriel con solo mover la mano vaporizo una montaña
Misha Kreutzev tilted her head slightly as she spoke and she turned her body toward Carissa.


Misha raised her palm.

Something happened.


Something flew past Carissa’s face, and the mountain behind her was vaporized. She could not react at all. Misha realized this, and readjusted her aim, moving her palm a little bit

Con el mensajero de dios bloquea los sentidos extras y obliga a sus enemigos a solo luchar con sus 5 sentidos
The instant before the shot was fired, the Holy Woman of Versailles moved at supersonic speeds. Circling around from the back of Misha, she kicked out at Carissa from the sides, knocking her away to safety. For most people such a humiliating treatment would have had the two engage in fierce battle, but for those two, this would be considered an act of kindness.

The two girls got out of the way just as Misha fired that “thing” from her hand.

Snow and dirt flew everywhere, but the two were unharmed.

“What is that? I can’t see it at all…”

“The Power of God is a messenger angel. She must be good at manipulating information. She must be obscuring our sixth senses of premonition and intuition. It seems like we can only rely on our 5 normal senses for this fight…”


“That’s no good, it seems like she’s got a loose tongue now.”

“It’s your fault for allowing her to become so cocky you barbarian.”


The wings of ice on Misha’s back began to expand. The two girls were filled with a sense of foreboding. It seemed to be similar to the attack Misha fired from her palms, the purpose of the wings most likely was to disrupt one’s sixth sense

La Curtana no fue capaz de cortar la palma de Gabriel
The second princess of England, Carissa.

The holy maiden of France, the Holy Woman of Versailles.

Their battle plan was simple. Charge at Misha Kreutzev and initiate a full on frontal attack.


The sound of the explosion was slower than the movement of the two on the battlefield. In reality the sound wasn’t an explosion at all, but a supersonic boom caused by the two women’s charge. The two of them swept towards Misha Kreutzev in a pincer attack formation. Like a giant pair of scissors, they aimed for her head.

All eyes were on the two as they rushed at the archangel, burying their swords into the mass of frozen wings. In an instant, Misha came impossibly close to the verge of death, as the two’s blades cleaved through her countless wings like lawn-mowers cutting through grass.

Then, Misha’s hands moved outwards.

Like the movement of subway doors closing, she curled her fingers into fists.

A very simple movement.

A moment earlier Curtana and Durendal had been cutting through the frozen wings of death, and now they could not even scratch the palm of the archangel’s hands. The two blades had been stopped completely. Misha slowly turned, and her eyeless sockets seemed to stare at Carissa.
Lo increible es que la Curtana corta dimensiones ignorando la durabilidad
This simultaneously severs every dimension at the coordinates whether they are higher dimensions or lower dimensions. It seems the only cross section objects created that we can perceive are the ones that can appear in a 3 dimensional world.”


Kamijou was completely dumbfounded.

If what she was saying was true,that sword was a monstrous weapon that could cut right through dimensions which did exist but were more of a concept than anything. No matter how much steel someone used to protect his body, Curtana Original could cut right through the dimension to cleave him in two.

Even so, Kamijou did not feel any fear.The scale was simply too great. Apparently the universe was constantly expanding due to the big bang, but no one could concretely feel the universe expanding with their 5 senses. Second Princess Carissa was using a power on that level.

“All Dimensions Severing Spell.”

Dispara sus alas como si fuera una metralladora gatling
If they were to launch an attack without the capability to read the movements of the enemy, they would be cut down for sure. But at the same time, they were unable to react to the enemy’s attacks and were completely defenseless. Just as the two prepared themselves for the inevitable, the wings of ice moved. Over one hundred wings moved in unison towards the pair at over supersonic speeds.



Innumerable sparks flew. The situation was just like being fired at by a Gatling gun shooting at 6000 rounds per minute. The girls’ faces were pale as they dodged the countless projectiles. Even though their physical capabilities were far beyond normal humans, without their sixth sense, the chances of dodging such a barrage for an extended period of time were nil.

Gabriel vuela desde Rusia a Francia(cerca del estrecho de Dover) en poco tiempo y luego se regresa a Rusia para interceptar los cientos de misiles que fueron disparados
British and French magicians were fighting atop the solidified ocean surface in the Strait of Dover. The British forces were advancing due to Second Princess Carissa and the knights heading to the front lines. The knights were especially helpful as they were receiving power from Curtana Second using the mobile fortress Glastonbury. Knight Leader was using his spell that allowed him to nullify the power of any weapon he was aware of. Ignoring the usual national border, the knights were wielding their swords freely.
BOOM! The sound of the explosion echoed across the land. However, this sound was not caused by Misha impacting against the ground, but the sound of a person colliding with the Archangel.

The Russian and the Academy City crewman could not understand what was happening. They hadn’t even registered the fact that they were still alive. The one fighting the archangel was a….. girl?

A blonde girl clothed in a fiery red dress, wielding a shining sword of light in her right hand. 3000 meters above in the sky, far beyond the habitat of humans, this girl flew around like a rocket, fighting the archangel. For the first time, Misha changed her course. She headed for the ground, slowing down. This time, there was no gigantic explosion and no crater formed. Misha bounced once, twice, three times on the ground, before stopping herself by thrusting her countless wings into the ground around her. Around her, the remnants of the two armies struggled frantically to run away.

What is this?

What happened?

Even though the Academy City troops were moving again, before Misha could have time to ponder these questions, the woman in red who assaulted Misha in the sky landed close to where the tanks were.

She did not have a parachute. Rather, she just floated down towards the ground, as if on invisible wings.


The tank crewman sat on his buttocks, shivering in fear as the woman in red landed behind him. However she paid him no heed. Focusing only on the archangel, she casually swung around her sword of light. Focusing only on that horrible figure whom the soldier didn’t want to look at, even for one second.

“Sigh, even though they said the “Power of God” was summoned, this being is no different from your run of the mill monster… I wanted to meet a real angel and ask them about some of heaven’s secrets, but it looks like this…. thing won’t be able to understand even simple language…”

The woman said disdainfully. And then…

“You’re supposed to be a princess, is it that hard to remember some manners? that I think back on it, I got tricked by you into coming to this wasteland, so I really don’t have to take responsibility for whatever antics you pull.”

“Wh-when did they come and where did they come from?”

After hearing this second voice, the tank crewman turned his head, and saw a pale faced woman dressed in white. And she was not alone.

“Now that I think about it, for the conflict to erupt now just signifies how serious the situation has become. As expected, the enemy has prepared a trump card on the same level as, no, superior to Curtana…”

This time it was a man’s voice, a very tall man dressed in a western suit standing in front of several thousand people. Its hard to believe that they are there, for the surroundings has nowhere near enough cover to have hidden all those people…

For the man in the suit, now should not be the ideal time to be listening to the back and forth insults of the woman in red and the pale-faced girl, but still, he traded opinions with them.

“Is your Thorom’s Formula ineffective against it?”

“The bad news is, it seems the gap between us is too big. And those ice wings may not even be weapons, but just an extension of its body.”

“What is Necessarius doing? Why don’t they send over that ‘saint’?”

“For her, to aid the wounded for both the Academy City and the Russian troops would be her highest priority. For her, fighting is just another method of saving people, and in this situation, ‘finding another way to stop this war’ would be more important.”

Hearing the Knight Leader’s words, Carissa bit her lip. The Maiden of Versailles raised her eyebrows.

“For the Puritans, this would be normal, wouldn’t it?”

Ignoring the glare of the Second Princess Carissa, the Maiden of Versailles continued.

“Up till now the Puritans have killed too many people…”

“I know that even without you telling me…” Carissa snapped back.

“Hmph, in the end we’ll just have to think of a way to bring this thing down.”

Vroom! Once again, the sword of light slashed the air. Facing the pale-faced girl carrying that over-ornamented sword, Carissa spoke.

“Come on, you Frenchie, let’s go.”

“Hmph, ever since I channelled all of France’s power into Durandal, I’ve been dying to use it on that thing.”

An unearthly noise echoed across the land, as Misha started to pull her wings of ice out of the ground. Carissa pointed her sword of light at the angel, and spoke in a commanding voice.

“Come, you beast. I’ll show you that I too, wield the power of an Archangel!!”
Misha coldly spoke. Once again, hundreds of frozen wings crashed down. This time, Carissa did not have the sword of light in her hands. Even the shard of Curtana Second from which the blade was formed had gone.

This time, even the sound vanished.

Everyone watched speechless. The Holy Woman of Versailles and her French forces, the English forces led by Knight Leader, plus the Russians and Academy City troops for whom magic was not even a confirmed existence yet. All stopped their motions. However, this reaction was not towards the destructive power of Misha Kreutzev.

“….yes, my sword is created by using the power of the Curtana Second shard to borrow the power of England’s warriors. If the shard is broken, this power vanishes.”

The voice of the girl in red echoed across the land. The voice of the second princess of England, who governed all ‘military affairs’.

“However, who said one was only limited to possessing one shard of Curtana Second?!”


The blade of light reignited. Or more correctly, blades of light, for Carissa was wielding dual swords of light now. Around her waist, ten more shards were tied in a belt.

“As a princess who gambled the fate of her own country in this war, I shall not go down so easily!”


With a high pitched noise, Misha repositioned all of her ice wings at once.


Carissa smiled coldly. Even though she was horribly injured, her legs shaking, her smile would not go away. Next to her, the Holy Woman called out.

“How long do you think we have to hold out for?”

Behind them, the soldiers were in retreat. No matter if they were Russian or from Academy City, with the aid of the British and French troops, they quickly made their escape from the battlefield. Survivors were rescued from crushed vehicles, and the injured were placed on those that could still move. 119

“We have to hold until they reach someplace safe. If even the other side of the earth is not safe, then we hold until then.”

“You’re remarkably calm.”

“Heh, I don’t know about that.”

Once again, the two women engaged the archangel in combat. Both Carissa and the Holy Woman were not without injuries. Faced against the supersonic wings of the angel, and stripped of their sixth sense, even as they dodged fatal blows, their bodies steadily collected minor wounds. They were injured more by shards of broken ice than by the direct blow of one of the massive wings.

As it was, it was impossible for them to have come out unharmed. The two of them had already used up most of their energy and their movements were visibly slower. If the battle dragged on, they were sure to receive a fatal blow in the end. However, even if they wanted to commit suicide, the girls did not venture directly in front of Misha. Instead, they pulled back a small distance away for a breather.


From between her breasts, Carissa took out a small communications device.

“I still value my life, so I think it is time for Plan B.”

“….Could you not hide stuff in that sort of place? As another member of the same sex I think you have very serious problems.”

Ignoring her, Carissa spoke into the device.

“All missile squads are to be on standby, ready to launch the surface-to-air missiles.”

Behind a hill some 5 kilometers away, various trucks with missile launchers and radar arrays mounted on them were congregated. The most important were the trucks with mounts containing 20 cylindrical missile launchers. The attack was not a scenery- destroying launch of one or two missiles. Each missile truck fired their payload of 20 missiles. Their jet trails leaving white streaks in the air, over one hundred missiles soared into the sky.

At first, Misha did not even turn her head to observe the launch. Most likely she did not regard them as a threat. But very soon she realized the circumstances. These missiles were SAMs, surface-to-air missiles. That is, they were not targeted at Misha who was on the ground, but rather, the giant aerial target that was the Star of Bethlehem.

“Although I don’t know if you understand our language, let me say a word.”

Carissa flourished her sword, a wicked smile on her face.

“Are you sure you should be lazing around here? Defending that place, shouldn’t that be your highest priority?”


“Aw, don’t be mad.”

Faced with the killing intent radiating from the angel, Carissa spoke casually.

“After all, wasn’t this the tactic you used just before?”


The sound of an explosion. The archangel had aimed a small explosion at the ground. Carissa and the Holy Woman of Versailles instantly were on guard, leaping back to put distance between themselves and Misha. There was not enough time for them to get back in formation. Misha Kreutzev looked up at the sky, and with one flap flew up into the air. Like a rocket she flew towards the Star of Bethlehem to intercept the SAMs. The Holy Woman of Versailles lowered Durendal, looking at the scene.

“I don’t think that level of bombardment will be able to down the flying fortress.”

“Even if it only knocks it off course, that is enough. Angels are angels, they have to follow their orders. They judge and move according to their orders. It is easy to guess that the angel’s highest priority is to guard that flying fortress vital to her master’s plan.”

As Carissa spoke, she wavered unsteadily on her feet.

“Hmph, it seems the price I paid was higher than I expected”

Because of her fight with such an unnatural being such as an archangel, and the strain of having to maintain the power output of Curtana Second, her body was at its limits. However, she could not retreat here. War was not such a simple thing, and the second princess of England in charge of ‘military affairs’ knew this well.

“SAMs are also a resource of the country, we don’t have an unlimited supply of them. We can’t expect to occupy her forever. Take the chance now to retreat the injured.”

After ordering her subordinates with the communications device, Carissa fell into deep thought.

“That damn monster…”

She coughed up the blood that was starting to coagulate in her throat. The sword of light that the second princess of England held was a national treasure that held immense power. However, it was still a man-made item holding man-made power. Compared with the power of a true archangel it was nothing. 121

“How will we deal with that thing… I see no way how it can be defeated by mere humans…”
Suddenly, one of the red glows near the surface started getting closer, and Touma could see vapour trails behind it. As the object got closer Touma could see it was a cylindrical shape.

"Surface-to-air missiles....??!!"

There wasn't just one or two. 50, no, 100 missiles flew through the air at them. It must be a counterattack. A few of the missiles streaked towards Touma and Sasha. At this rate they would be receiving a direct hit. Even if the missile missed them, the track the car was running on would almost certainly be destroyed, perhaps even the rock underneath them, and Touma and Sasha would fall to their deaths. Even if they wanted to take evasive maneuvers now, it was impossible. Inside the narrow confines of the car carriage, there was nowhere to run.


The windows of the carriage shattered, and a violent wind swept throughout the carriage. Even with his hands over his ears Touma felt stabbing pain in his eardrums. Then he noticed. This was not the effects of being hit by a missile. If they had been hit, the carriage would have been a smouldering wreck now, and there would have been no way for Touma and Sasha to survive.

Something had stopped the missiles.

Touma saw the culprit.

Inside the carriage, with temperatures dropping below freezing point, Touma stopped breathing. Their saviour was none other than the archangel, Misha Kreutzev. The monster with giant wings of ice flew along the carriage at the same speed. Touma did not care anymore about those exploding missiles in the distance. Extreme fear had gripped his mind. The archangel continuously flapped its wings, intercepting the innumerable amount of state of the art missiles.


Inspecting her from close range, she was a remarkable creature indeed.
Descripción de su aspecto
When looking at her from afar, Touma only thought of her as A winged being with the outline of a human. From close range, she resembled and yet did not resemble Sasha at the same time. Touma estimated her to be able two metres high. Going by Kanzaki's description, Power of God resembled a female angel. However, that expressionless face of hers reminded Touma of an unfinished mannequin. That featureless face of hers with only depressions and rises in the cloth covering her entire body gave Touma an unnerving feeling just by looking at it. It wasn't to say that it didn't look feminine. Certainly it was more feminine than masculine.

It was hard to tell the skin and clothing apart. A smooth white fabric wrapped around the contours of her body. Everywhere across the cloth were fastened golden safety pins. The entire body was composed entirely only of two colours, white and gold. However because of the silvery white glow emitted from the angel's body, overall she looked more silverish in colour.

Her hair was composed purely of the white fabric fanning out behind her head. There were lotus motifs on the top, and Touma guessed it had some religious significance. Bobbing above her head was a small halo composed of water. Touma did not know how or why, but it seemed the halo rotated faster or slower in accordance with the angel's behaviour. Touma wondered what Sasha, a devout Christian, felt as she looked at the angel. Touma and the angel's "eyes" met. Her face was only a collection of indents, and there was nothing you could really call "eyeballs". However Touma felt a cold, uneasy feeling down his back as he stared at the depressions where her eyes should be.
Llega Kazakiri con sus alas de ángel de AIM
Created by the concentration of AIM fields. Emitting violet lightning, tens of wings emitting from her back.

"Kazakiri Hyouka....!"

Touma yelled into the ferocious winds whipping the air around the carriage.

"....that person, why is she here...?!"

Touma did not think she could hear. However, for an instant, her eyes looked at Touma, and Touma could see a faint expression on her face. Then she was dashing off towards Misha with a battle spirit that Touma had never seen before.

On the 30th of September, when Kazakiri became an angel for the first time, she had been controlled by someone else. However in the moment their eyes met just then, Touma felt something was different about her. Even though her hair was shining gold, a halo was around her head and purple wings of lightning sprouted from her back, Touma saw that she was "human"
Que son como las de Accelerator
"What is happening here, he has pitch-black wings growing from his back!?"

It's more close to jet-stream than so-called wings.

Unidentifiable plumes of jet-stream that's so dark, even light is being swallowed by it.

Kihara's witnessing an [Angel]. Even he can understand he had a hand in its appearance. Nevertheless, he can't for sure recognize the phenomenon occurring before his very eyes.

(D, damn you, bastard...)

Accelerator's power is [putting all vectors under his control, regardless of type]. And so he's probably using some sort of power that exists within his space for his language and locomotion functions and supply of [new powers].

Scientifically, since Accelerator right now cannot operate on the physical laws, controlling those powers is impossible.

However, that's if other laws don't apply.

To begin with, even if he can grasp the unscientific theories, is there a relation with the existing operating faculties?

It's the occult.

**It's just like an irregular law** which one can only look in the face among the piled-up tens of thousands of experiments, and is, on the contrary, hard to understand if one is not on the level of Kihara.

(An acquisition for an expansion [clearance] of a new control area!? Damn this brat, just what numerical values did he input into his [personal reality]!... How the hell did he establish communications with someone or somewhere!?)

Even he says the paragraph he remembers.

Even the representative of the powers in Academy City says it.

(**Hey... it's AIM. Don't tell me that's the true nature of that power and that angel form of yours!?**)
Que traspasa la materia
Accelerator himself was not entirely sure and he swung the black wings again.
This time it was a horizontal strike.

That strike seemed like it would slice apart every object in the world at chest level and it flew mercilessly towards that Level 0 boy.
Kazakiri hace una espada y choca con Misha y crean una enorme onda de choque
She was unquestionably the Kazakiri Hyouka that Touma knew. To stop Misha's advances, the teenage girl placed herself between the archangel and the carriage. Ahead of them, Touma could see the next entrance into the interior of the Star of Bethlehem. But just as they were about to reenter the fortress. Touma could see that Misha had recovered from the blow, and was preparing to counterattack.

Kazakiri responded, and one of her feathers transformed into a bizarre sword of light. Touma did not know what happened next, for they were plunged into darkness as the carriage entered the tunnel. However the next instant a massive shockwave rent the air, and the carriage, along with its passengers, were blown into the air.


Even though he rushed to the back of the carriage, Touma still couldn't see what was going on outside.

"...What is going on?!....."

Huge explosions and pressure waves rocked them thrice more. It seemed they hadn't finished fighting yet. Touma did not know why that soft-spoken girl, formed by the concentration of AIM fields in Academy City, was here, nor how she knew how to fight. There was just one thing to do. Not just for Index, but to protect her friends as well, Kamijou Touma must bring down Misha Kreutzev as fast as possible.
Kazakiri describe a Gabriel como una existencia similar a ella y que puede acabar con la humanidad con facilidad
The Kazakiri who had come here with this intention, did not find “that girl” here. However she found another “existence” similar to hers. An “existence” currently trying to kill Kazakiri’s former saviour. 5000 meters up in the air, Kazakiri glared at her enemy. That being similar to her.
The being at once so different to humans, yet resembled a member of the female gender. The being from which countless wings of ice sprouted, and a halo around her head. A being filled with unimaginable power, one which could easily wipe out humankind. Faced with her foe, Kazakiri thought these thoughts. Then another thought popped into her head.
Just like an angel.
Whether this thought was aimed at her opponent or at herself, Kazakiri did not know either. Perhaps all that could be used to describe the “existence” could be used to describe herself, and vice versa. Kazakiri slowly realized this. What is the opponent thinking? Has it thought of something? Had she found something deep within herself? The two creatures in the air finally began to move once again. In her hand, Kazakiri held a sword which contained the same power in it as her wings. Facing her, the unarmed angel raised its right hand, and grasped a blade of ice from midair. No signal was required. They moved in unison and met in a mighty collision.
Chocan y crean otra onda de choque que sacude y vuela una parte de la estrella de belén y sus alas explotan en particulas al chocar

An omni-directional blast wave expanded from the colliding angels. The air was almost like a solid wall, spreading out great distances. Even the gigantic floating fortress shook with the impact. A large number of its buildings were flattened, but the debris did not fall to earth. Rather, they floated in the air as if they were weightless, before being sucked back towards the superstructure of the fortress.

No time to pay heed to such minor details however.

The battle continued. As their swords clashed, the two monsters’ wings flew towards each other, seemingly alive, and crashed together. At supersonic speeds, countless blades attacked both combatants from all sorts of angles. However, victory was not determined in that instant, for both of the monsters were attacking in similar fashion. Wings of ice shattered into millions of pieces, and wings of purple lightning blew apart into particles as they traded blows. The remnants of these broken wings dispersed rapidly from the pair, filling the air with shining particles of ice and lightning. The effect was rather like the shower of feathers left after a flock of birds take flight.
Aquí Kazakiri explica que de el cuerpo de Gabriel es una cascara y adentró esta elpoder del ángel en conflicto es decir es inestable
The voice carried a tone of emotion. If she could feel the emotion, then she could somewhat decipher the otherworldly language.

“Revert. frPlace. Correct. Alignment. ujj. Heaven. Original. Position.”

It was a bit garbled. The outline of the body of the Angel of ice shuddered slightly. Because she too did not have a body of flesh and blood, Kazakiri was able to see the composition of the shell of the other angel.

“…Opposing powers…forcibly put in one container?”

Kazakiri could see fire. Fire that was as incompatible with water as oil. Inside the angel was contained two different powers. At this rate, the angel which could be considered somewhat beautiful, would not be able to maintain her physical form. A container could not contain two powers at once. At first glance it would seem that Kazakiri, who is formed from the AIM fields of various espers with different powers, was being hypocritical. However when it came down to it, the AIM fields that maintain Kazakiri’s existence were much more similar in comparison to the two contained in the angel of ice. An aura of anger emitted from the speaking angel.
Esto luego lo explica Fiamma que los ángeles no son seres físicos si no hecho de energía y que éste le hizo un cuerpo
The form of an angel is basically a mass of energy, they have no physical body. More accurately, their bodies are "not composed of physical matter". Fiamma, who was linked to Misha, was suddenly dealt a blow through his 5 senses.

Se dice que Gabriel hizo el día noche
Darkness spread out ignoring the time of day as it were a solar eclipse. And on top of that, a great number of unnatural points of light glittered in the sky ignoring the constellations as if it were a poorly made planetarium. However, very few people were glad to see that scene that could be described as ominous or mystical. Even then, various explosions and vibrations resounded.

Amid all that, Glickin walked through a snowy forest.

He was the Russian soldier who had operated the anti-aircraft gun along with Hamazura and Digurv in order to protect the village from the privateer attack.

Accelerator llega y usa el reflejo funcionando en Kazakiri pero en Gabriel no del todo
Accelerator was like a blast wave from an explosion, blowing away the snow from the ground, he charged towards the two angels. In the moment before their weapons were about to clash, Accelerator considered which entity he should get rid of first. However he came to the conclusion that since both of them were winged monsters, there was no point in aiding either side, and he leapt between the two, using his Reflection ability to attack the angels by redirecting their own blows at themselves.

BOOM!! The sound of explosions rang throughout the air. Against the doll-like angel of ice, Reflection was largely ineffective. Even though he used Reflection, the wings of ice were like soft candy, as they were bent out of shape, they were sent flying towards the forests, sending up ice and dirt as they went along.

The angle of reflection was too small. If Accelerator continued to forcibly reflect the attacks, his body would be injured too. However, Accelerator’s expression did not change, for the wings of the glasses-wearing angel were fully deflected by his Reflection. The angel had an almost human-like expression of surprise, and in this instant Accelerator took away the vectors from the angel’s attack. Gathering the vectors, Accelerator launched a merciless strike straight at the chest of the glasses-wearing angel.

El simple leguaje de los ángeles lastiman a Accelerator
Though this was a slightly ridiculous way of judging the situation, Accelerator was confident in his victory. However at that instant.


The Archangel began a chant. Something was leaking out. Not only was the chant in a soft thin voice, hard to hear, but it was impossible to discern what language the archangel was chanting in.


Accelerator’s ears started to hurt. He felt like he was stuck in a spinning kaleidoscope.


I know. I know this language, Accelerator thought. As he raised his head to look at the archangel, all her wings were spread out across the unnatural night sky. Like a radio tower, it seemed as though she was broadcasting signals of some kind into the sky.
Gabriel activa un barrido y con el primer disparo arroja 10 millones de proyectiles tal fuerza que el campo de Accel no los puede reflejar del todo y velocidad que ni los puede esquivar volando llegando solo a disminuir el daño lo suficiente para sobrevivir y luego Gabriel arroja 10 disparos más como esos sin esfuerzo
And then. Now, Misha’s voice was loud and clear.

“Command, Sweep-Cast initialized.”

The night sky was filled with flashing lights.

There was no time to be amazed at the spectacle, however.

Within a radius of 2 kilometers, tens of millions of fiery meteors of destruction rained down.

This is a perfect "Heaven's Judgement", one that Accelerator's Vector Control could not hope to emulate.


Accelerator was unable to respond. To dodge or to try and take the attack head on? Before Accelerator could fully consider his options, the maelstrom of destruction was already upon him. Accelerator could no longer tell the sky from the ground. In the moment that he was hit by the attack, his body was flung ferociously around like a rag doll. Although Accelerator was able to lessen the damage with his Vector Control, he was still able to taste blood.

Snow, dirt and sand were all tossed up by the attack, filling Accelerator's vision with a blur of white.

"This..... this is....?!"

As Accelerator was hurled towards the ground, he gasped for breath, but no sound came out. His throat was blocked. Using Vector Control, Accelerator cleared the congealed blood from his throat, and was finally able to breathe.

("Fuck.....!! What the fuck was that?!)

The massive amounts of snow and dirt tossed up by the attack filled the entire sky.

In this panorama of white, there was only one other colour.

A glow of blue, radiating from the archangel of destruction.


Once again, the sky started flashing, and Accelerator was filled with foreboding. For the onslaught he had been through was just the initial "shot" of the attack.

The archangel relentlessly pounded Accelerator with the fiery rain for another ten "shots".

("You're fucking kidding me....")

His body hurting all over, Accelerator struggled to stand up. He could not die here.

He still had something to do. He would fight until he died or the monster was crushed.

("It doesn't matter if I have to destroy it. Just a reason to defeat it will be enough for me!")

BOOM!! Once more, the sound of explosions filled the air. Controlling the vectors at his feet, Accelerator sped towards the monster who was surrounded by a blue aura.
Fiamma aclara que estaba restringida
At the same time.

BOOM!! Giant explosions rent the air above Russia. It was the first shot of Sweep.

"......she went overboard."

Fiamma muttered to himself, 7000 meters above the land in the flying fortress Star of Bethlehem. He could feel the explosions from here.

He was slightly annoyed that Misha had dragged the Star of Bethlehem into the line of fire. The spell formation of Sweep was formed higher up than the Star of Bethlehem. Thus, even if the Power of God cast a restricted Sweep, it would destroy part of the flying fortress. Judging by the colour of the sky, the second wave of Sweep will start in 30 seconds. The damage done to the Star of Bethlehem will be even greater. However, Fiamma wasn't too concerned.
Luego usa el control remoto que usa en Misha y declara que puede hacer un barrido que destruiría el planeta
Fiamma stroked his staff with his fingers.
"Then no one will be able to stop me..."
In his hand, the remote used to control Index has now become an artifact for him to control the great Archangel.
"Oh, my Sweep is going to destroy this world huh?"
Fiamma heard the "voice" in his mind. He recognized this "voice".
"...long time no see. Acqua of the Back, do you still desire a position within 'God's Right Seat'? Or have you reverted to your mercenary ways?"
"Anything is fine, as long as it's to stop you."
"Hmph, and how will you do that?"
Twirling his staff, Fiamma spoke with an air of contempt.
"In this situation that I have created, placing the 6 billion people of the world at the mercy of the ravages of war, how will you be able to save them?"
Luego, mientras Misha pelea con Accel y Fiamma toma el control remoto Acqua se comunica con telepatía con este y le aclara que comenzó a drenarle el poder a Misha ya que este esta alineado con Gabriel mientras que Fiamma esta alineado con Michael
"Besides, Misha Kreutzev surpasses you all. Even if she is not perfect, she is sitll the real thing; a Christian Archangel. In a full on war, the only victor is me."
This was the reasoning Fiamma had come to.
"You are strong, but you are just a pawn in this game. Now, no matter how much force you try to use, you cannot stop Misha. I give you leave to try, but it is better for you to just stay on the sidelines and watch."
Acqua laughed, and Fiamma lost his smirk.
"Then I shall show you a way to stop her without force."
In an instant, Misha Kreutzev's power was cut by a third.
The form of an angel is basically a mass of energy, they have no physical body. More accurately, their bodies are "not composed of physical matter". Fiamma, who was linked to Misha, was suddenly dealt a blow through his 5 senses.
"You!..What did you do....No! This is...?!"
"Have you forgotten? I am Acqua of the Back. A member of the most secretive Roman Catholic organization, 'God's Right Seat". I hold the position of the back, and am associated with the colour 'Blue' and the moon. I also wield the power of one of the four Archangels, Power of God."
"You!....Did you, in your own body....?!!"
"For Christians, releasing and sealing "Telesma" is a basic among basics. Also, my body is the strongest "link" to the Power of God, being "Acqua of the Back" of God's Right Seat. Therefore, if I forcefully took out the water affinity Telesma within myself, I would not want to think of what would happen to the Power of God from whom such power stems."
It was impossible to imagine that such a plan could have been thought up by a sane man. To forcefully contain the power of an Archangel within a mortal body was pure foolishness, even for magicians, for the human body will for certain, explode from trying to contain such power.
"It is not 'impossible'."
Acqua's voice shattered the silence.
"For right now, the Russian nun you are using, she is doing a similar thing to what I am proposing."
"You are insane! Sasha is only able to perform such acts because of the Telesma remaining in her body from the events of 'Angel Fall'! Besides, to forcefully suppress Misha Kreutzev requires you to take in far more Telesma!! You don't have that sort of ability."
"Hmph, don't talk like that.... What others can do, I can do too."
So it has come to this, Fiamma thought. He should have known. As a member of God's Right Seat, it was stupid for Fiamma to have tried to apply normal reasoning to Acqua.
"Then.... show me!"
Fiamma shouted out the challenge.
"That I shall."
"You know right? This stupid plan of yours will destroy your combat ability. You are just destroying yourself by trying this."

El telesma comienza a destrozar a Acqua más allá del nivel físico
In the frozen tundra of Russia, there stood a man. He was far away from the border between Russia and Elizarina, and a distance away from the flying fortress. It was a perfect location to perform his spell.

The man thrust his sword which was larger than his body into the ground to support the weight of his own massive frame. Around him, the air warped, and condensed into the same consistency as treacle. This air flowed in a spiral towards the man.

A tremendous amount of energy flowed towards him. Under the dark blue sky and the shining full moon, Acqua absored the Power of God.


Power flowed into him from every pore on his body. This amount of energy could not be tolerated by a human's body. Just like how a fan can only suck in a predetermined amount of air. If you forcefully tried to take in more than your limit, the consequences would be dire.

Blood started pouring out from his legs and chest. It felt as though if the muscles on his back and neck were on fire. Blood vessels throughout his body were bursting, and his nervous system was going into overload. The man could feel the tendons and ligaments throughout his body snapping one by one. His legs were shaking, as his once powerful body was on the brink of collapse.

However, he did not fall. The sword stuck in the ground, and the willpower in his chest. By relying on those two things, the man was determined to stay standing.

The destruction was not limited to just his physical body. His magical power was slowly burned out of him. The man is a "Saint", and a member of God's Right Seat. Those two traits of him gave him tremendous power, surpassing that of other magicians. However, now the source of his body was being torn apart and he was losing his magical prowess. His body screamed at him to stop this madness, but a man will not stop until he achieves his goal.

Only by absorbing the Telesma of Misha Kreutzev in his body, could he weaken the enemy. To lessen the chance of the Telesma meant to save people being used to take human lives. That was all he wanted. As long as he could ensure that, the man would be able to clench his teeth and battle with the overwhelming tide of Telesma.

And then....
Eso causo que Misha se quedara inmovil haciendo que Accel y Kazakiri lo atacaran con todo lo que tenían

Accelerator's attack hit Misha Kreutzev dead on.

Because of this interruption, the spell formation of Sweep collapsed.

Accelerator and the angel of science charged towards Misha Kreutzev.

To destroy it.

To prevent the battlefield from turning into a wasteland.

And then...
Fiamma of the right smiled. The amount of Telesma Acqua of the Back absorbed was only about 50% of that of the Power of God. As he had forseen, it was not enough to stop Misha Kreutzev.

"Even 50% is enough to attain victory."

Fiamma sighed in a bored voice.

"'Saint', God's Right Seat, both are gone. This is over now. You gave your life in vain."

"KILL!" He commanded.

It was over. Misha Kreutzev would destroy the angel of science and the ability user from Academy City, and proceed to exterminate the remaining forces of Academy city. No one would be able to stop Fiamma's plans, for as long as Misha was there, the Star of Bethlehem would not fall, even if 50,000 nuclear warheads were launched simultaneously at it.

That was what should have happened.

But, nothing happened. Misha Kreutzev, who had recieved the order to "Kill", was not moving.

Fiamma felt rage overwhelming him. His plan was supposed to be perfect, yet at this time, someone had thrown a wrench into his schemes.

"That bastard...."

Fiamma of the Right noticed. For there was one more person, currently not on the battlefield, an existence who wielded the supreme power.

Touma llega en donde se contenía la existencia de Gabriel en este plano (nucleo falso que hizo fiamma para invocarlo)
Touma said aloud. It wasnt certain if he was explaining his thoughts to Sasha, or just speaking out loud to himself.

"If he was able to summon the power of an archangel, why didn't he summon it earlier? Even if he did not start the third world war and turn his potential enemies on each other, with the power of an Archangel behind him, he would probably still have been able to defeat us all at once. Then, why didn't Fiamma summon Misha until the Star of Bethlehem had appeared?"

This could only mean one thing. Touma finally came to this conclusion.

"The Star of Bethlehem is needed to summon the archangel Misha Kreutzev and anchor her to this plane! That is why Fiamma only summoned it after the fortress flew into the sky; not because he didn't feel like it, but because he COULDN'T summon it beforehand even if he wanted to!

If that is true, things become much simpler. On the Star of Bethlehem, there must be an object that anchors Misha's existence to this plane. I'll just have to use my right hand to destroy this 'object'--!!"

Touma grabbed one of the thin poles surrounding the ceremonial grounds. About 3 centimetres in diameter, there were several tens of these poles, some of which contained a black liquid, others containing a white liquid. Just as Sasha said, the white and black poles were paired together around the entrance of the ceremonial grounds, almost as if they were drawing in mysterious 'energy' into the grounds from outside.

Since there was so many of them, Touma guessed that those poles must be involved in a complex process maintaining the existence of Misha.

Then, all he had to do was break the poles.


The transparent containers were smashed. White and black liquid splashed onto the ground, forming marble-like shapes. It felt as if something started to tremble. Although Touma could not see it, he could feel that an existence was trembling to its core.
Luego se termino de destabilizar, volviéndose de energía pura explotando luego convirtiendo en polvo decenas de kilometros con una energía especial obligando a Accel contenerla con todo su poder para que no se llevara todo todo
At that time.

Acqua of the Back had taken away half of Misha's power.

Kamijou Touma had broken the pillars anchoring her existence to this plane.

And now, Misha Kreutzev was on the receiving end of the ferocious attacks of Academy City's strongest esper and the angel of science....

The archangel's cry echoed throughout the Russian night.

It was a sound the brain of a human could not comprehend, but one could tell it was different from a simple scream. The cry contained unfathomable emotions. Misha's body, already straining to maintain a humanoid shape, simply collapsed, returning to a state of pure energy. An immense amount of energy. A bomb.

Accelerator, who was the closest to Misha at the time, ignored the rapidly diminishing power of his electrode, and flew towards the archangel at full power.

"...who gives a shit what just happened, this isn't the problem at the moment!"

The power to rush ahead towards the glowing mass of energy. The strength that Accelerator lacked from the moment he escaped from Academy City and arrived in Russia. The strength that boy planted in him after their confrontation, finally blazed up within Accelerator's chest, and exploded.

"AAH!~ Fuck, I admit it! I want to protect her! I dont want to lose her!! I don't even want to think about the possibility of losing her!! I will face anything in order to protect this dream of mine!!!!"

Accelerator would not be able to suppress that enormous energy just with Reflection. Facing the angel of science, whom he has not yet determined to be friend or foe, Accelerator yelled with all his might.

"STOP THAT THING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Did he make it in time?

Was there still time to act?

The mass of energy exploded. A pure white sphere of light exploded outwards, consuming everything in its path. Even if one closed their eyes, they would still have been blinded by that tremendous light. The pitch black night became a ceiling of pure brilliant white. Everything within a radius of several tens of kilometers should have become ash. This was not a simple explosion, but one of a Special Energy. It would not have been weird for some crazy side effects to be produced.

There was a very high chance that the explosion could have turned the surroundings into an uninhabitable wasteland. However, as the explosion expanded outwards, it started to warp unnaturally. The angel of science threw the gargantuan energy inside it at Accelerator, who manipulated the vectors inside that energy into a transparent shield and threw it around the ball of energy. Like a shell, it encased the explosion which had already expanded to 300 meters. Inside the shell, the energy from the explosion built up as the expanding light was trapped, unable to unleash its wrath on the land.

It seemed impossible, but the light and sound intensified even more. But Accelerator did not give up, and mustered all his strength, strengthening the barrier around the giant orb of light. For several seconds, the mass of energy was contained inside the shell.

Luego Fiamma explica que ya no importa que derrotaran a Misha ya que hizo lo que quería, hacer el día de noche y luego mover todas las estrellas del cielo
“…Do you really think it’ll go that easily? Misha is gone. I’m not really sure why things have gone so well, but we humans won against an archangel. The scales have clearly tipped in our favor.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” said Fiamma as he pointed up toward the heavens.

The physical walls and ceiling had been blown to pieces by his earlier attack. This allowed the unnatural night sky to be visible past the crumbled building materials.

That was when that spiky haired boy realized something.

Archangel Misha Kreutzev had been defeated, but the state of the sky had not changed.

“The angel’s role ended once the sky had been turned to this night sky I wanted,” Fiamma said as he greatly stretched out his Third Arm. “I mentioned that the symbols of Uriel and Raphael were out of alignment earlier. And I also mentioned that the name Misha Kreutzev was not suitable for Gabriel as it is derived from Michael.”

The spiky haired boy seemed to be on guard, but it was too late.

By the time Fiamma was finished speaking, it was already too late.

“Using Gabriel to remove all the stars from the sky and leaving the Star of Bethlehem as the only thing floating in the incomplete heavens that are filled with Telesma was establishing the large flow of power needed for the ceremony to reset the four elements. …You stopped the magic circle covering the surface of the sky that Misha caused during Angel Fall and the Croce di Pietro that used the arrangement of the stars as seen from the earth’s surface, so I’m sure I do not need to explain just how much important magical meaning there is in controlling the screen known as the heavens. The prophets believed that a certain star would appear in the night sky to mark the birth of the Son of God. I suppose you could say I am carrying out a large-scale spell that uses that legendary truth. Well, I’ve also affected the flow of power on the surface by moderately destroying churches and cathedrals all across the world.

Luego de que Fiamma fuera derrotado y la estrella de belén, Misha resurgió
“What is that…?” said a panicked voice over the speakers.

Kamijou listened while continuing to run.

“This is odd. There is some kind of huge…Telesma? Why is that there…?”

Kamijou had a very bad feeling about what that meant.

But he could not stop. As Kamijou continued heading for the ninth spiritual item, Stiyl spoke.

“Why is Misha Kreutzev rising now!?”
Se liberó de la parte que Fiamma le puso pero sigue sin ser perfecto y esta mermado
At that time, the archangel that had cooperated with Fiamma of the Right once more regained her body in that wintery land of Russia.

The fluctuation in the four great elements had been fixed by Fiamma. She was no longer Misha, a mix of Michael and Gabriel. She was now a genuine archangel. It was not wrong to say that her goal had been accomplished to a certain extent by that.

But it was not enough.

It was not perfect.
Ahora su unico objetivo era volver al cielo sin importar que
Her goal was to return her existence to its rightful position. Now that she had started to go off track, she could see nothing but that goal and was giving no thought to how much damage would be done in the process of carrying it out. She simply wished to return. For that reason and that reason alone, the archangel started to move once more.
Comenzó amontonar telesma, absorber agua de Rusia que estaban en invierno y además que reacalcan que no pudieron antes dañar su verdadero ser, y sale en busca del hielo especial del planeta en el polo
The massive amount of Telesma that was scattered around the area gathered in one spot.

The archangel had been torn apart once by the power of the scientific monsters, but that had not harmed her essence. If you swung your fist down at the water, it would burst apart in a splash, but the actual amount of water would not lessen. It was the same as that.

But it was not enough.

It was not perfect.

Because her actions had been obstructed once before, the archangel wished for an increased amount of practical power. The archangel knew well what the material needed for that was. She ruled over water. Russia in winter was covered in snow, but even melting all of that would not be enough.

But it was not enough.

It was not perfect.

But it was not enough.

It was not perfect.

But…hwsr…it was not enough.

It…zvdf…was not…zdfb…perfect.


That’s right.

She needed to be extra sure when it came to the overwhelming power needed to turn around the situation.

It had to be a large amount of ice that had special signs and symbols.

For example, the special ice that existed at the planet’s pole.
Se comenzó a mover a inmensas velocidades mientras el polo norte se derretía para absorber sus aguas recrear un cuerpo físico y tratar de recuperar sus fuerzas
“What is going on…?” moaned a nun of about 20 within St. George’s Cathedral of London.

She was the one monitoring the flow of magical power within Russia.

“Misha Kreutzev has begun to move north at high speed!! At the same time, the ice at the North Pole has begun to rapidly melt!! I have detected a powerful line of Telesma between the two! A mutual interference between them is clearly being created!!”

“Is she making a new power? …No, she might be replenishing her physical body,” Stiyl muttered while frowning.

When he thought about it, if that angel instantaneously melted the ice in the Arctic Ocean, it would create a phenomenon similar to a large scale tsunami for the areas around the Arctic Ocean. And if the situation continued to its extreme, an absurd phreatic explosion covering an area with a radius of 1000 kilometers could occur.

Also, it would not just be that simple. Misha Kreutzev was already brutal, so how much would her power increase if were she to absorb enough water and ice to destroy the Arctic Ocean? Now that Fiamma had been defeated, what was that archangel after? It was possible she had no real goal. He had no idea what was going on, but what it would lead to in the end was clear.

They could not withstand it.

Los materiales en el mundo no serían suficientes para contenerlo y sería como la explosión de un planeta
To begin with, he doubted the materials of the physical world would be enough to support the full capacity of an angel created by god. Even the Misha Kreutzev from Angel Fall had been in imperfect manifestation. If Misha tried to force out an output greater than the hypothesized amount, the physical body she was made of would explode emitting a massive amount of Telesma.
It would be like a planet exploding at the North Pole.
E incluso podría sacar al planeta del sistema solar
At the very least, all life would be annihilated on the northern half of the globe. It was possible that it would cause a major error in the planet’s orbital trajectory that would cause it to leave the solar system.
Luego Touma le arroja la estrella de belén a Gabriel para luego agarralo con el IB y regresarlo al cielo
Kamijou saw the white snow torn up along the path of whoever it was that was soaring along at low altitude with tremendous speed. The snow was not simply being blown away. All the snow within a few hundred meters…no, within a few kilometers of “her” was being absorbed.

A thick, long line was being drawn along that white land as the archangel approached. No one could stop her from advancing. There seemed to be human forms firing light that appeared to be magic, but the archangel paid them no heed. She merely passed through and the professional magicians were blown away.

The archangel passed the shore and made it to the Arctic Ocean.

At the same time, the Star of Bethlehem fell straight down from above.

With a great roar, the archangel and the giant fortress fell into the ocean. Inside the sinking fortress, Kamijou used everything he had to head further and further down. Unable to stand up to the great pressure, walls and pillars within the fortress started to break one after another. The freezing seawater flowed in, but Kamijou paid it no heed. He focused on nothing but heading lower…heading deeper. The fortress fell below sea level.

There was no longer any illumination.

There was a single point of light in the vast darkness.

The peaceful light was blue and deep. It was reminiscent of moonlight.

Kamijou Touma clenched his right fist with all of his strength. His opponent had noticed him. The light in their eyes clashed within the darkness before the real clash. The mere human boy who was overflowing with a tremendous killer intent continued forward without stopping to the very end.

A lot had happened on his way there.

It’s been so long.)

Not all of the things that had happened along the way had been enjoyable.

He had hurt others and been hurt by others again and again and again. It was all a cycle of those two things.

But Kamijou Touma was still able to run.

He knew those actions had saved quite a few people.

And so he was able to head straight forward to face his greatest enemy yet, an archangel.

(It’s true that this world may be destroyed one day. Even planets have a lifespan and I know it will be swallowed up by the expanding sun even before that is reached. And the odds of all life being wiped from the face of the earth before even that happens may be rather high.)

Kamijou thought as he charged forward with his clenched fist.

(But it does not have to have such a tragic end. There’s nothing wrong with fighting to stop this.)

With a great crash, the two forms clashed at the middle point.

At the same time, the giant Star of Bethlehem was crushed and destroyed as it had received the brunt of the shock from the fall.


Como dato la estrella de belén se dejó caer en las aguas del polo ya que si caí al suelo por su tamaño y velocidad afectaría al planeta
The Star of Bethlehem continued to fall. Its speed was gradually rising. Once it passed a certain point, there would be no preventing it from striking the surface of the earth at close to free fall.

That large mass with a radius of greater than 40 kilometers would directly strike the earth.

If that happened, the 21st century earth would prove that a meteorite strike could bring about an ice age. Some historians may rejoice at that, but for most people it would be nothing but a tragedy.

The final battle began.

What hung in the balance was the fate of the planet.
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Lord Legislador


25 Oct 2014
Editado, corrigiendo algunos errores ortográficos míos y que al parecer hay más info que indica que desde muy empezando las novelas tienen ataques que cortan el planeta en 2, por lo que hay ciertos cambios en el PS de algunos personajes.

Lord Legislador


25 Oct 2014
Pequeña actualización sorpresa con la nueva novela:
Mathers (el maestro de Crowley) invocó casualmente a los 4 arcángeles en su forma real, se especifica que cada arcángel tiene el poder para obliterar el mundo (no queda claro si es el planeta o todo el World ya que por la conversación podría ser cualquiera de los 2).

“St. Christopher repented after serving the devil in search of the greatest master. The son weighed as much as the entire world, so that saint – when he could not bear the weight and nearly drowned – saw his true lord, the Son of God, in the staff he carried!!” “The son was blessed with oil.” But Mathers was not crushed by the weight of the world. His four Symbolic Weapons came apart. “It is not unusual to see angels before him. Thus, the archangels of fire, water, wind, and earth will naturally descend to guard him!!” One wielded a sword, one carried lily flowers, one protected an adventurer, and one guarded the gates of hell. All of a sudden, there were four of those winged higher beings. Each of them carried enough firepower to obliterate this unclean world. The pressure from Gabriel alone had caused the entire world to audibly strain to the breaking point when driven down from heaven by Angel Fall.

Crowley invoca a Uriel, un ángel excomulgado y sacado de su trono de luz hacía el infierno. Arroja una llamarada de fuego infernal que consume a los 4 Arcángeles y llega hasta Mathers quemandolo
But Aleister simply twirled around. The bottom of the palm staff scraped against the ground, orange sparks scattered, and it set ablaze. This too was not found in the bible.(editado)

In fact, she called on the name of an angel who had been criticized for not being mentioned in the bible. “Uriel is the excommunicated angel, a demon who fell to the depths of the earth. Uriel is one of the seven who was driven from their throne of light for humanity’s convenience and is not found in the stories of God. The canon is absolute. In the name of Pope Zachary, I shall smash your angel worship and thus your harmony with those four!!” First, a protective circle appeared around the silver girl. Then great waves of explosive flames burst out across the 180 degrees in front of her. The fires of hell erupted from the depths of the earth and rejected the protector of their gate. Just like a red light covering up red writing. Once one collapsed, the others were dragged down with it. The four angels dissolved like a false image and the massive flames continued on to burn Mathers.

Se vuelve a explicar que los ángeles y demonios en general son seres incorporeos y que es complicado para ellos entrar en nuestro plano de manera libre.

Lilith looked like a healthy baby now, but she was literally the product of a miracle and a specialist would probably want to scream if they examined her. After all, she lacked the physical body and the cells which were fundamental to the standard definitions of life. She was an exposed soul without original sin. The high quality of her spirit had caused a number of miracles and allowed her to temporarily remain in this world, but a child without a vessel of flesh was far too fragile. If nothing was done, her soul itself could dissipate at any time.

The soul was described using a number of different media: fire, water, electricity, incense, etc. But that meant a definition of what it actually was had yet to be found. Refining one’s life force into magical power was the foundation of magic, but that did not necessarily mean they had actual definitions for everything involved in that process. It may have been similar to how people could leave behind offspring without fully understanding their own DNA.

But the various theories that did exist came from the need for a physical vessel to stabilize that energy in the real world. Even angels and demons usually sought out a vessel or spiritual medium. And if they could not get that, they were only summoned to the extremely limited space of an artificially-created magic circle or an accidentally-created spiritual location. While it was not entirely unheard of, it was extremely rare for such a being to walk around freely while in that exposed state.

So even if a soul lacked original sin, it was too much to ask them to constantly maintain a level of paranormal power greater than an angel or demon. If it was really so easy, Fuse Kazakiri and Aiwass would not have needed to use the entirety of Academy City to make an appearance.

Actualizado hasta la NT 21

Lord Legislador


25 Oct 2014
Revisé la traducción "oficial" de Yen Press.
Si bien es raro eso de que le cambiaron los nombres a los hechizos y a algunos psjs, las hazañas son iguales, solo que cosas como "barrer montañas" las cambiaron por "estallar montañas", "convertir la mitad del planeta en cenizas" a "volver la mitad del planeta en escombros" y así en general, creo que lo más raro es que cambiaron "será como la explosión de un planeta" por "será una ignición planetaria" pero sigue con lo de que el impacto sacaría la Tierra del sistema solar.

así que la verdad no veo razón para modificar el respect to pero aviso.
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