Misaka Mikoto was still in a daze as she was forcefully dragged away.
"W-Wait—!"
Before she could even process what was happening, Mugino Shizuri had already grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward without hesitation.
Just as Mugino had said—
Even if a world war had broken out, it had nothing to do with students like them.
When the sky fell, there would always be someone taller to hold it up.
They didn't need to shoulder that burden.
And right now… this chaos was the perfect opportunity.
"…Tch. Don't space out," Mugino clicked her tongue. "This mess works in our favor. We finish your job—fast."
Misaka bit her lip.
"…Got it."
Meanwhile, Academy City had finally revealed its true fangs to the world.
Intercontinental ballistic missiles streaked across the sky like blazing comets, raining down upon the approaching fleets.
There was no interception.
No warning.
The enemy ships didn't even have time to lock onto targets—
They were annihilated instantly.
At the same time, satellites stationed in orbit activated.
Beams of concentrated energy pierced down from space.
"BOOOOOOM—!!"
Explosions erupted across the ocean.
The sheer scale of destruction left the entire world speechless.
The fleets hadn't even reached Academy City—
And yet they were already wiped out.
High above the Pacific Ocean, a lone figure observed everything calmly.
Aleister Crowley.
Or rather—
The current "form" he had chosen.
A silver-haired少女 (bishoujo), floating silently in the sky.
His expression did not change.
Because his gaze was fixed on something far beyond the destroyed fleets.
Something… far more dangerous.
In the distance—
A fleet unlike any other approached.
At its center was a 200-meter-long sailing ship made entirely of ice, surrounded by over a hundred escort vessels of the same material.
This was—
The legendary spiritual item of the Roman Catholic Church:
"Queen of the Adriatic Sea."
Standing upon its flagship—
Biagio Busoni.
The bishop stared coldly at Aleister.
"…Heretic."
There was no hesitation.
"Prepare the Barbara Cannon."
At his command, every warship in the fleet aligned as one.
A massive magical formation began to construct itself, linking ship after ship into a unified system.
Blue light illuminated the entire ocean.
Aleister smiled faintly.
He raised his staff.
Behind him—
Thousands of magic circles bloomed into existence.
In an instant, a colossal spell was completed.
"Fall."
His voice echoed across the entire world.
The magic circles ignited—
And a storm of destructive projectiles surged forward.
The collision came instantly.
"BOOOOOOM!!!"
A mushroom cloud, far surpassing even a nuclear explosion, rose above the Pacific.
The ocean boiled.
Water evaporated into steam.
Massive waves surged outward, crashing toward distant coastlines.
Even the global climate began to destabilize.
"…Hm."
Aleister narrowed his eyes slightly.
"They blocked it."
Then, a faint smile.
"Not enough suppression, it seems."
He lifted his gaze.
"Aiwass… move."
At that moment—
The clouds parted.
A radiant light descended from the heavens.
And then—
A colossal angelic silhouette appeared before the entire world.
A being that did not belong to any religion.
A being born purely from the laws of physics—
Aiwass.
The reaction was immediate.
"Blasphemy!!"
"An enemy of God!!"
"Kill him!!"
The magicians of the world erupted in fury.
Because they understood—
That "angel"… was not one of theirs.
As Aiwass descended—
Reality itself began to change.
The phases of the magic side were torn apart.
Mystery collapsed.
Magic weakened.
And then—
Those who had been hiding beyond the world…
Were forcibly dragged down into it.
The Magic Gods had descended.
Aleister laughed.
A deep, uncontrollable laughter.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"I've waited for this moment… for so long!!"
"Today… is your end!!"
His power surged once more—
And he attacked again.
On the battlefield, the situation turned chaotic.
The Roman Catholic Church, the Anglican Church, and countless other factions arrived simultaneously.
Among them—
Fiamma of the RightVento of the FrontTerra of the LeftAqua of the Back
They stood together—
Facing Aleister.
Fiamma raised his right arm.
An enormous orange blade, stretching for kilometers, materialized and cleaved downward.
At the same time—
Every faction unleashed their attacks.
Even the Magic Gods joined the battlefield.
The world descended into chaos.
Humanity watched in terror.
Only now did they realize—
How deep this world truly was.
Back in Academy City—
Izumi watched everything unfold.
A faint smile formed on his lips.
"…So it's come to this."
His eyes gleamed.
"Then I'll speed things up a bit."
He had no intention of waiting.
While Aleister fought the world—
This was the perfect moment.
To take everything.
He glanced briefly—
Confirming that Misaka and the others had begun their operation.
Then—
Izumi raised a card.
A single, glowing card.
"Let's begin."
The card shone brilliantly.
And vanished into the void.
World Fusion Initiated.
With the Magic Gods forced into reality—
Their control over the world had disappeared.
There was no resistance.
No interference.
Izumi's authority spread effortlessly.
He could feel it—
The world… slowly becoming his.
"…Not bad."
He chuckled.
Then—
Power erupted from his body once more.
The Simulated Star Creation Diagram activated again.
Mystery was suppressed further.
Compressed.
Locked down.
"No matter how much you fight…"
A quiet murmur escaped his lips.
"…you won't damage this world anymore."
And just like that—
While the world burned in war—
Izumi calmly reached out…
And began to claim it all.