Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Ahhhh——!"

The miserable howling and wailing that never subsided echoed in the air.

Losing an arm is hardly a fatal blow to a fantasy beast.

For an average person with strong magnetic field, the amount of energy consumed to repair his or her grown arm would even affect the amount of power he or she could exert. However, for it, which had just swallowed the entire Fantasy Hand, this would not have much impact.

But at this moment, the humiliation and fear in the fantasy beast's heart were definitely not any weaker than theirs.

Because its power was broken head-on.

The importance of 920,000 horsepower to fantasy beasts is self-evident.

This is second only to its life and the foundation that supports all its actions.

The power that we are so proud of has lost its effectiveness, and this is not a result that can be accepted in a short period of time.

Incomprehensible.

Even now, it can clearly feel the huge gap in horsepower between itself and Roland.

But why was it the one whose arm was torn off? Why was it still safe and sound after enduring 920,000 horsepower of force?

Is perception affected by hallucination?
impossible.

When the gap is large enough, this special method can only confuse people temporarily.

At this moment when pain and despair pierced deep into the bone marrow, all the senses of the fantasy beast told it that this was the obvious truth.

why?
"Roar ah ah ah!"

In the face of the fear created by the unknown that kept accumulating before its eyes, a trace of unconcealable panic emerged in the frightened and angry eyes of the fantasy beast.

It didn't even bother to repair itself, and waved its remaining arm in defiance, trying to destroy Roland in front of it.

however……

"Clap, clap."

But in the storm that could tear everything apart, only Roland's mocking smile and calm footsteps remained the same as always.

It was obvious that even a single attack would be enough to destroy that fragile body.

But no matter how many times it was repeated, the result remained unchanged.

"Boom--!"

Amidst a dull sound like thunder, Roland once again grasped the other arm of the imaginary beast that was smashing down.

Under this close contact, the fantasy beast finally noticed something.

The enormous force that erupted from it, the moment it came into contact with Roland, was pierced by the opponent's protective force field and quickly split into pieces of tiny turbulent currents.

The tide formed by the power of 920,000 horses is extremely swift.

But when even the user could barely control it, it was forcibly divided into multiple tributaries by Roland's dam of 500,000 horsepower, and could only pour down through the valve that the other party had intentionally opened.

When this fixed-frequency impact hits Roland's body, it will be deflected a second time by the amazing force-unloading technique and evenly spread throughout the body.

It is then perfectly dispersed to the outside world, in turn offsetting the new round of impact.

Even if it strikes with all its strength, the effect that actually hits Roland is probably only one thousandth, no, maybe even one ten-thousandth.

With such skills, it was no wonder that Roland could fight it easily without any change in its power level.

Because when attacks and powers can be exerted a thousand times more powerful, you who only have power are just a balloon that will burst with a single poke.

"Boring... You still have the power, but you lost your will to fight so quickly. It's just this level. You're lucky to be killed by me."

Roland spoke calmly, his pupils as gorgeous as rubies in the sun staring at the stunned fantasy beast.

die?
The fantasy beast's subconscious trembled.

Whether it was using the aftermath alone to blow up half of the school district into irreparable ruins, causing an earthquake that shook the entire island nation, or wanting to tear Roland apart and swallow his soul into his stomach.

Everything it has done so far has been done without any purpose, just out of instinct.

I want to become a powerful person.

Want to be superior to others and act recklessly.

I want to burn this damn world to ashes.

The Fantasy Network is a monster that is the result of the negative emotions of powerless people. It simply realizes all the hatred and resentment that has been lingering in their hearts.

It was born out of this kind of expectation. It is a natural strongman, and everything in the world should be just its plaything.

The word death should be something completely isolated from it.

But when Roland said this, a huge fear suddenly emerged in the fantasy beast's heart. Its eyes became dazed and it instinctively wanted to lift its legs and run away.

Escape from this city.

Escape this country.

No, we should fly directly into outer space and completely cut off the connection with this planet!

Even if it had to suffer defeat and its evolution would stagnate, the fantasy beast was unwilling to stay here even for a single minute.

It shouldn't have this kind of ending, it should have a brighter future, it shouldn't have died here like this!

However, it is too late to regret now.

“Guaaaaah! It hurts so much, ohhhhh!”

A tragic wail suddenly rang out.

He was so flustered that he forgot that one of his hands had been grabbed by Roland. When he tried his best to escape, his only remaining arm was undoubtedly torn off again.

In extreme pain, it roared with all its might, actually hoping that its 920,000 horsepower of strength could shake Roland away.

But this is obviously a futile effort.

"Stupid, don't you understand?"

Looking at the howling fantasy beast, Roland sighed, his eyes drooped, his face full of disappointment.

"Even if I had only electricity to propel me, I could still kill you."

"Because I, Roland, have the final level of cultivation that a fool like you definitely don't have, the fucking perfect realm!"

"And when you can't even feel this, you bastard, just go and die!"

A complete reversal of the upper and lower classes.

Humans in the material world are laughing at the angels in the higher dimensions.

For the fantasy beast that had previously arrogantly believed that everything in the world was food, the irony brought by this scene was extremely bitter.

But now the fantasy beast has lost the courage to be angry. After its arm was torn off, it felt relieved, like a wild dog that has broken free from its leash.

Not even daring to look back, he imagined the beast twisting his legs into a ball of flesh and shooting out like a rocket, ready to escape.

But at this moment, a scarlet shadow suddenly shot out, pierced its waist directly, and nailed it to the ground.

——That was the arm that had just been torn off alive.

The fantasy beast roared madly, but in front of the arm behind it that pierced like a javelin and was as tough as its body, such a struggle was completely powerless.

"You are thirsting for my soul, and am I not thirsting for your soul?"

Roland walked over expressionlessly, raised his right hand, put his five fingers together, and leisurely moved the bones at the joints, as if he was preparing for a grand ceremony.

"If you have a perfect realm, a strong soul that has broken through the boundaries, for those who are trapped in a stable magnetic field environment, it is the last straw that breaks the camel's back when they break through."

"How can you, an ignorant fool, understand this truth?"

Roland's lips curled up slightly, revealing his usual gentle smile, but with a chilling meaning.

"Because if you understood, you wouldn't be so stupid to resist me--" "As for now, all unnecessary actions are meaningless, and your soul has completely matured, so, next..."

"Fantasy beast, just become a part of my body!"

Everything came to an end smoothly.

If you imagine that the beast can remain calm, choose to judge the situation rationally, be more cautious, and make good use of its 920,000 horsepower.

Even if the outcome would not change, Roland would inevitably become restrained due to his concerns. It would be impossible for him to solve the problem so easily with only 500,000 horses.

After all, just based on the magnitude, a force of more than 900,000 horsepower is enough to cleanse the surface of the earth, and if used properly, it can even destroy the planet.

But this time is different from the time with Artosh.

The rotation of the magnetic field is indeed an extremely powerful system of capabilities, but the difference in the level of matching is not enough to smooth everything out.

The will to fight, the techniques to effectively exert strength, experience, and even style and compatibility are the factors that truly determine the outcome of the battle.

Otherwise, when strong people fight, wouldn't it be possible to determine who is stronger by simply comparing who has a higher match number?
And the story of the weak defeating the strong will never happen.

And the most important state is perfection.

Although the name leads many people to misunderstand that it is just a martial arts skill, strictly speaking, it is also an alternative superpower.

The key lies in how to use subtle operations to fully release the energy of matter.

From ancient times to the present, the progress of human civilization is inseparable from the improvement of energy utilization efficiency.

From human power to steam, from steam to electricity, and then to nuclear power.

The same is true for magnetic field forces, not to mention that it can itself perform subtle manipulations of atoms.

Compared to simply using low-level energy release methods such as explosions, if this characteristic can be utilized, a flame can be used to generate a force comparable to that of a nuclear bomb.

Furthermore, it can even interfere with the soul, nature, and even time and space.

Perhaps they were confused by Academy City's explanation of superpowers. Both Kihara Gensei and Fantasy Beast were too immersed in the old rules of the past where computing power was everything.

In Roland's opinion, since he is a strong man, he must be hexagonal.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh being torn apart continued to be heard.

Stepping on the stretched body of the fantasy beast, Roland put his hands together into claws and easily reached into the tough shell, then excitedly pulled out the triangular pillar-like core.

It is clearly a crystal like a gem, but the strange thing is that this core is like a real heart, beating slightly with the frequency of breathing.

"Successful."

Roland glanced at the core that was constantly sending out feelings of fear, and then held it tightly without hesitation.

But in the face of his grip that was strong enough to tear the fantasy beast apart, the core did not shatter directly, but gradually turned into a mass of jelly and finally seeped into his body.

When he contracted the White Warrior, Roland had seriously considered ways to break through the 500,000 mark.

Because of the particularity of the world of Magical Index, he had to settle for the next best thing and changed the method of star explosion from physical to conceptual, and the stars formed by the aggregated AIM force field, the foundation of the physical world, would instead affect the magnetic field environment.

But after an in-depth investigation into its feasibility, he also had to consider a problem.

It is not difficult to bring together a large number of AIM networks, but the magnetic field environment created in this way is probably only temporary and will still be constrained by many phases.

That is, the change is limited to one person.

This kind of strength gained by exploiting a bug does not fit Roland's plan.

After all, what he was pursuing from the beginning was not the improvement of personal strength.

But this plan is by no means useless. After all, unlike other powerful men, Roland, who is essentially a big man, only lacks a trigger to activate the phase power.

So he changed his thinking slightly.

Although the magnetic field environment is fake, the soul that has obtained the power of 750,000 horses is real.

In that case, why not let it break through first, and then eat its soul yourself?
The fantasy beast was the one chosen by Roland to be used as a sacrifice to filter out the phase toxin.

I have to say that the altar set up by Kihara Gensei is really appropriate for the occasion.

Roland chuckled, and after the last taste of the sweet soul disappeared, he slowly raised his arms.

Like violent magma, the surging power was filling his body.

On his exposed skin, red scales that looked like precious jade appeared one after another.

Those red pupils looked even more vivid now.

This change was not because Roland used the essence as an anchor point in the phase, but was a natural symbol that the distance between him and this essence was shortened again.

After the essence of the physical body was sublimated by the power of the magnetic field, the phase also spontaneously responded.

And from the moment they completely overlap, it will undoubtedly bring about a sublimation that is close to destruction.

"Although it's insignificant compared to the total, but at least I got something back."

Roland took a deep breath, calmed himself, and retracted the alien features.

His heart was still beating vigorously, sending an earth-shaking sound exploding in his ears and then flowing throughout his body.

The sound was howling, as if a caged beast had finally broken free from its shackles, trying to engulf everything in the universe and demonstrate its presence with absolute power.

Just like when the old era ends, the gods always use tsunamis, earthquakes, and erupting volcanoes to vent their power.

This feeling was so wonderful for the Beast of Revelation that Roland sighed with satisfaction before he discovered something.

This is not his imagination.

Although it has not affected reality, this disaster that destroyed all order has quietly spread.

In his mind, the signed favors suddenly shone like stars, proving the fact.

"call……"

Roland took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and grabbed the body of the fantasy beast next to him, which was breaking into pieces bit by bit.

The remaining strength in its body was still maintaining its last bit of life. Driven by its last bit of consciousness, the fantasy beast raised its head stiffly and looked at Roland.

What caught its eyes were a pair of pupils burning with flames.

This is not a metaphor.

A raging flame was burning in those ruby-like eyes.

"Since it is the advent of a new era, how can there not be a salute to celebrate?"

Roland said with a smile.

He raised his hand without hesitation and threw the fantasy beast in his hand towards the sky.

In the violent air flow, it didn't even take a moment. The fireball that seemed to shatter the entire sky crossed thousands of meters in an instant and sank into the dark and deep darkness of the universe.

In front of the azure light stream that was burning to the extreme, the gloomy sky was split into two.

Amid the sonic boom that rolled up in the void, even the Academy City, which had become noisy in the chaotic disaster, seemed to have been muted.

For a moment, everyone in the city focused their attention on the meteor, which was not sure whether it was a sign of disaster or a foreshadowing.

At the same time, Roland slowly retracted his raised right arm.

But he did not put it down. Instead, he twisted his waist and exerted force, moving his arms slowly backwards.

He raised his head and looked at the meteor that was heading towards the Earth and was powerful enough to annihilate the Earth and penetrate deep into the universe.

Then, punch out like a dragon.

"——Nine hundred and ninety thousand horsepower, Sea Tiger Explosion Fist!" (End of this chapter)