"What [Walking Church]?! I don‘t understand anything you've been saying! All you were talking
about was some weird terminology like 'index' and 'defensive barriers'! Can you explain it in a
way I can understand? It‘s too confusing! Haven‘t you ever heard of explaining something
profound in a way that‘s easy to understand?"
"You... you never even bothered to try to understand it, and now you‘re complaining to me?"
Index waves her arms, "Right now, I‘ll prove it instead of just talking about it! You can use a
kitchen knife to stab me!"
"Alright! I‘ll do it... wait... what are you thinking?! Of course I‘ll stab you! Are you trying to set
me up?!"
"Ah! You don‘t believe me at all, right?"
Index excitedly moves her shoulders up and down, "This clothing involves all the essential
elements of a Church, so it can be called 'a Church in the shape of clothes'! The cloth-weaving,
the line-stitching, even the embroidery. Everything was carefully planned! A mere kitchen knife
can‘t hurt me at all!"
"I think you‘re just bluffing... if I were to really stab through it, I‘d be the most ridiculous
juvenile delinquent ever!"
"You don‘t believe me! This cloth can replicate exactly the effects of the Holy Shroud of Turin,
the cloth that the Saint was wearing when Longinus‘ spear stabbed through him. Thus, its
durability is Pope-class. In your terms, it would be at the level of a nuclear bomb shelter, right?
Regardless of whether the attack is physical or magical, this will take it, and absorb it... Didn‘t I
say I landed on your balcony because I had been hit from behind? If I didn't have this [Walking
Church] I'd have a hole in me already! Do you understand this?"

―—successfully prepared a counterattack against the intruder using the most efficient form of
magic. Next, deploying special magic attack ‗Sanctuary of St. George‘ for the purpose of
removing the target.‖
Following a loud thundering sound, the two magic seals in Index‘s eyes enlarged. In front of
Index, two circles of approximately 2 meters in diameter overlapped. As if they were anchored
by Index‘s eyes, when Index swayed her head, the floating magic seals also moved with her.
― ‖ She began singing a song—a song which humans are unable to comprehend. Suddenly, the
two magic seals which were projected from her eyes began to emit light, which resulted in an
explosion. In the space in front of the center of her eyebrows, it was as if a strong ball lightning
was created, with sparks flying out in all directions. However, it was not white sparks, but rather
a ball of black lightning.
Although this defies all laws of physics, it looked like space itself was being torn apart, creating
a ripping sound. Following a thundering clap sounding similar to a shattering glass wall, dark
cracks appeared on all the walls of the room. The cracks looked like a turtle shell, and appeared
to act as a defense against anyone who happened to be close to Index. The inside of the cracks
exhibited some sort of rippling effect, making a sound while growing outward.
From inside the dark crack flowed out something which smelled like a wild beast. At that
moment, Kamijou had a sudden feeling. It wasn‘t a theory, a logical conclusion, a sensible
reasoning, or even an educated guess. It was pure instinct, his mind crying out at him. Although
he did not know what was hidden behind the turtle-shell pattern, but he knew that if he even saw
it for a second, as long as he even sees it, Kamijou Touma would be instantaneously annihilated
without a trace.