Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The pitch-black area covered the entire space.

As if to dispel Orel's hope, the power of the black hole quickly expanded, using the area covered by the shadow as its foundation, and wrapping up the surroundings layer by layer.

Not only that, because the continuity of space and time is distorted, naturally formed black holes also appear when certain conditions are met.

It was like weeds ignited by sparks, completely filling every gap that the black hole's power could not reach.

In the end, it even began to reverse Tiangang and entangled with the black hole power that created it, forming an image like liquid.

It began to spread from low to high, and soon formed a black tide in this empty space.

Wisps of black tide were also attracted by the changes in the sky, mixed with the dissipated power and energy of the demon god, flowing heavily and slowly, like a rotating star.

As Roland said, this was a real storm.

Although compared with the previous explosion that was like thunder, even the whistling of the wind and the whispers of humans were louder than the storm at this moment.

But sometimes, absolute silence is more likely to arouse the fear deep in one's heart.

Roland's eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips trembled silently.

The consumption required to suppress Othinus on the periphery and Orelus in hand at the same time is extremely huge.

He felt the power being drained away for the first time in a long time, and even wanted to stop and catch his breath.

What this effort gets in return is a black hole area that is powerful enough to wipe out everything.

In the face of the full-power rotation of the magnetic field and the power of the demon, this proliferating black hole storm has infinitely approached the scale of the universe.

Orelles was the first to experience this scale.

Under the spell of the Nordic Throne, the demon power in his body was being consumed at an alarming rate.

The demon-like physique can give Orelus immortality equivalent to the universe, but this does not mean that his power can blow the universe apart in one breath.

What's more, he no longer has the chance to control his own power.

Swallowing is only the appearance of a black hole in movies and TV shows. As far as actual usage is concerned, it is more realistic to use this power from which even light cannot escape to teleport.

The demonic power of Orelus is undergoing this process.

The moment they were swallowed and dissolved, they began to spread continuously in the storm.

From top to left, from left to right, from right to top.

There was no pattern, no order, and the connection that Orelus gave to the technique for control was infinitely stretched by this environment.

Just like when you tap on the keyboard when there is a network delay, the characters on the screen take more than ten seconds to react. When you realize that the delay has recovered and subconsciously start to continue giving commands, or issue new commands, a new round of delays is waiting for you.

In this area that is like the Penrose stairs, the endless black holes turn it into a loop with no end in sight no matter which direction you go.

"Damn it, there's a cheat—"

Orel's mind went blank.

He would never dream of suppressing two enemies from the demon god's realm by himself at the same time.

As a half-step demon god, why can Roland go against common sense in this way?

Although Christianity is a possible answer, it is a bit too much.

He had held on to such a naive idea before, "As long as Othinus launches an attack, everything will be fine."

Now it seems that when the first black hole appeared, he should have taken drastic measures and interrupted the technique even if it meant backlash and serious injuries.

Even though we might not win, the time gained and the opportunities we might encounter would definitely be much better than now.

But unfortunately, by the time Orelus realized this, it was too late.

After the demonic power in his body was completely drained by the storm and the new strength was extracted before it could be gathered to resist the oppression of the Divine Right, Orelus was completely dragged down.

After realizing this, Orelus, who remained calm even when his bones were crushed, finally showed a panicked expression.

But the advantage and weakness of the self-sacrifice tactic lies in the fact that there is no way of retreat.

So, he could only watch Roland raise his hand.

In the center of the palm, a faint light formed a shape like a wooden stake.

"Ok?"

Othinus was frowning and holding a spear in his hand, tearing the black holes around him into pieces.

She was not concerned about Orel's safety.

This is neither contempt nor trust.

But it made no difference to Othinus.

As long as one has some knowledge of a physique close to that of a demon god, one should understand that when there is an enemy of her level lurking nearby, there are more convenient ways to deal with it rather than killing her.

In her opinion, Orelus would eventually lose his fighting ability and be sealed away.

Besides, it didn't matter if the prediction failed. The fact that Roland killed Orelus might be more valuable to her.

Therefore, when her senses were filled with that light, she had no time to react.

"what is that?"

"——Fairy Transformation"

Orelus gave the answer in a trembling voice.

That was a spell that was reconstructed using the history of the Christian unconscious as its source.

Unlike most religions and myths, Christianity is an extremely exclusive monotheistic religion.

But this xenophobia is not absolutely extreme. In fact, it is quite flexible.

Deities that are compatible with Christian culture will be absorbed into becoming part of the Lord or angels serving Him.

Those who cannot be absorbed but are strong enough will be turned into demons and evil gods, and their images and origins will be distorted, and absorbed in this slow-cooking way.

But more powerless ones will be directly rewritten as weak goblins.

With the endorsement of the church, such an image that is close to the people, born from folk customs but full of mixed qualities, can easily tear apart and belittle the images of gods that are not powerful in the first place.

Many magicians simply place the origin of their magic on the simple Christian phase.

In fact, this is a wasteful move.

In the history of Christianity from its birth to its growth into the giant it is today, it itself represents the influence and changes of the Christian phase on countless religious phases.

And this system, composed of countless phase changes, has, in a sense, already touched a part of the demon god's realm.

The demonization formed by this period of history has no effect on ordinary humans, but if used on demons or those close to demons, it can pull them back from the realm of gods to the level of humans.

In an instant, every detail of this only method in the world that could kill the devil appeared in Orel's memory.

Feeling the wailing in his mind, his breathing suddenly stopped.

"Why do you know...my moves?"

Yes.

Fairy transformation should have been the trump card that Orelus deliberately researched to deal with Othinus. Due to the compatibility and difficulty of learning, this trick should never have appeared in this world.

"Would you ask why the sun shines?"

Roland looked at Orelus with some amusement.

"Using a spell formed by the history of Christianity, why do you think I, who controls the phase of Christianity, would not know it?"

"You have lost the chance to become a demon god. You do have amazing talent, but your vision is still not high enough. Otherwise, you should understand."

Roland raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the pale Orelus, saying with a victorious expression.

"Before, I was just waiting for the opportunity to test this trick on you."

The light flashed like thunder and lightning.

As Roland spoke, he swung his palms simultaneously, causing a pillar of light to fly out and pierce Orelus' heart, just like a hunter driving a stake into the heart of a vampire.

In an instant, Orelus bent over like a cooked shrimp.

After the pillar of light burst out of his body, he looked completely shaky.

His body, which had been able to hold on for a long time, gushed out a cloud of blood mist like a valve opened. Even the remaining strength to adapt to this environment disappeared from his body.

His limbs and the blood flowing from his body were uncontrollably pulled in different directions by the gravity of the black hole, as if he was experiencing the punishment of being torn apart by five horses.

This is a symbol that Orelus has lost his demonic physique.

Roland did not kill him, but with this move, Orelus had lost the qualifications to participate in the battle.

If the power of the Divine Right had not begun to protect him, Orelus would probably be dead by now.

However, Roland, who had defeated his enemy with a beating at the beginning of the battle, did not feel the slightest bit of joy.

Orelles is not important.

If Gremlin is considered the appetizer, this guy is at most just a side dish.

It was nothing compared to the main course that was served next.

"It's about time..."

As if to echo Roland's words.

Sudden changes occur.

In Roland's calm pupils, the dark ink color was reflected and gradually faded away.

That was the manifestation of the destruction of the black hole storm that had left the two magicians in the Demon God realm helpless.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Just by clenching her fist, the one-eyed girl who made the storm disappear couldn't hide her smile.

"Orels, I have to thank you. Not only did you buy me time, but you also showed me such an interesting technique before we left. It seems that I have to take back my half-hearted evaluation of you."

"From insects crawling in the mud, butterflies that can fly may occasionally emerge."

There was a hint of surprise on Othinus' usually cold face, but more of it was a look of joy.

"Although it has been revived, this move is still a great gain for me, so I will also grant you the honor of witnessing this perfection."

The girl laughed heartily and said this with her arms opened as if welcoming an old friend.

"Come on, it's time to spread your wings and fly high!"

Suddenly, a sound like the earth's crust shaking resounded in the void.

The voice came from a blonde girl named Othinus.

——Something was sticking out from the inside of the eyepatch on her right eye.

A protrusion covered with dark red liquid emerged from the empty eye socket inch by inch.

This is a very horrifying scene.

That spear was not a miniature handicraft, but a real weapon.

The tip of the spear seemed to be cast from gold, and had a broad blade like a double-edged sword. The handle was made from mistletoe and was engraved with runes. Its length even exceeded the height of Othinus.

Just watching such a weapon being dragged out of the eye was enough to rival the pain Orelus had felt when he was beaten up before.

But Othinus' laughter did not stop even for a moment.

Because the next moment after the spear caused damage, her face would return to its original state.

This is not something that the demon's recovery ability can do, it is more like turning back time.

"what?"

Even Orelus, who destroyed Gremlin's plan, could not understand what was happening at the moment.

If the probability was still 50-50, Othinus would never be so bold as to use her strength to repair her body. Otherwise, if she failed, she would suffer double the backlash.

Therefore, instead of waiting for all the spears to be drilled out and then repaired in one go, they were repaired simultaneously, as if for the sake of showing off their skills. This action only represented one possibility.

"The Spear of the Lord..."

Othinus would be so arrogant only if he held the spiritual weapon that could adjust the power of the demon god and lead the infinite possibilities to success.

The fact that the black hole storm was wiped out in one breath is also proof of this.

He made a big fuss in order to prevent his enemies from using illusions as an excuse to comfort themselves. This was in line with his bad character.

But it was obvious that the gun had been destroyed by him, and even the wreckage was crushed by Roland's black hole power. If that was the case, where did the gun in Othinus's hand come from?

"Because she brought one herself."

A calm voice sounded, and Roland brought Orelus to his side and spoke quietly.

"The Spear of the Lord is just a tool to help Othinus control her power, and it is not the source of her power. If that is the case, it would be fine if there were only one or two pieces, but it is too strange that Gremlin needs to collect every material and even the design drawings, right?"

"Will you forget how to forge your own spiritual armor? Or has the black dwarf's forging skills surpassed that of the demon god with infinite possibilities?"

The confusion on Orel's face froze instantly, and his entire body became stiff as if he had been hit by a spell.

But Roland had no intention of letting him go and continued to stab him mercilessly.

"Othinus probably only started to create Gremlin after collecting a set of materials. It is better to say that her purpose of establishing this organization is to act as bait."

"Although the probability of failure of infinite possibilities cannot be reduced, when the possibility becomes a fact and is fixed, the individual driven by it may still deviate. She can use this opportunity to try the real forging without distraction."

Roland said mockingly.

"One bright and one dark, this is a very normal two-line strategy. No one is really naive enough to believe that the devil would be so easily fooled and played around by him, right? No way?"

"...You guessed it a long time ago?"

Orelus gritted his teeth and widened his eyes.

"of course."

"Then why did you let Othinus forge the Lance of the Lord over there and prioritize killing me? This is such a waste. Wouldn't it be better to use me to die together with that guy instead of letting me lose my demon god physique?"

"That's why I said you are too dangerous."

Looking at the desperate and indignant Orelus, Roland couldn't help but feel happy, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Even if the chess pieces on the board can make unexpected moves, they can't jump out of the board. You will only be used by Othinus in return."

"Besides, what's the use of me having a demon god who hasn't recovered? She's powerful but unstable. At that time, she was completely a time bomb. There was no possibility of even a conversation."

"If she doesn't hit a wall once, she will always use this excuse to move forward with her plan to forge the Spear of the Lord. Although Othinus is troublesome now, at least he is someone we can communicate with."

Seeing Roland's calmness, Orelus became even more devastated.

"What's the point of being able to communicate?! How are we going to fight Othinus now?"

Orelus, who was once just one step away from achieving perfection, knew only too well how powerful the perfect demon was.

That is simply not an enemy that humans can fight against. Even if he has come into contact with the realm of God, he cannot fight. With a gap of this level, techniques and strategies are just like waste paper.

Even the only willpower I can rely on seems so fragile.

"She is now a perfect demon god, and this world will soon be beyond salvation!"

"It's too much to say that there is no cure. Isn't there another way?"

"Eh?"

Thinking of Othinus's completely different attitudes towards him and Roland, Orelus suddenly realized something.

He turned his head suddenly and looked at Roland in disbelief.

Among all the strategies to fight against the devil, there is also the most direct method.

But because it was too beyond imagination, Orelus did not consider it as a possible means.

That's right—

"It's very simple. I will become a demon god, right?"

Roland smiled, took a light step forward, and spread his arms like Othinus, as if embracing the world.

Then, the interlaced cross of light penetrated the sky and the earth. (End of this chapter)