Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

A little sparkle.

When the monk realized the name of the God-Killing Strike from the gap between the fierce wind pressure and the moment of ten thousand equal divisions.

It's over.

The mummy-like body of the abbot seemed to be placed in a high-speed centrifuge, and certain characteristics began to emerge from within as it spun under the force of one hundred trillion.

This caused the monk, who had already integrated into the six realms of existence, to gradually collapse due to the shock brought by his flesh and blood.

Before the next moment, the demon monk who had transcended the six realms of existence and attained Buddhahood would be reduced to a pool of ashes without even a trace left.

This is really...

"It's the fate that a reckless lunatic like me deserves."

After receiving Roland's murderous intent that disregarded all factors and his own world, the monk who was pierced through surprisingly smiled slightly.

"I've seen many people like you who want to save humanity all day long, but are trapped by their obsession because of their own experiences, and indulge in their own fantasies and break their own defenses."

"Compared to persuasion or help, death is your only salvation. There are some things that you cannot understand unless you die once."

Roland lowered his eyelids slightly as he watched the abbot gradually transform into particles of light as his eyes lost focus and struggled.

"How is it, do you feel a little relieved?"

"certainly--"

The monk's face, which was always filled with hatred and distress, finally showed some peace after a long time.

His ritual is to seek realm and wisdom in death.

Although he was troubled by obsession and fate when he was alive, since he had the qualifications to become a demon god, at the moment of death, there must be only pure Buddha nature in the monk's heart.

Therefore, the abbot, who had previously been so defensive because of a small failure and disappointment, could now miraculously understand everything.

The fundamental reason for his confusion was the tragedy of the last link in his demonic ritual.

Because he has lost the standards of the ritual, he can only regard his own destiny as the Buddha that mankind expects to save all living beings, so his destiny is ever-changing.

But this is just the prejudice caused by his deep obsession.

Beings do not so much expect malice, nor do they so much pursue kindness.

They just run as gears according to the world's rules and their own ways.

He was never a true Buddha.

This is not because the abbot has not received his responsibilities, but because the existence of the demon god is just a magician who has stepped into the realm of God and gained power.

As Sengzheng failed to see the truth of this dark situation, he ended up dying in the first place.

Just as Roland said, when he arbitrarily imposed this fate on all humans in order to save all living beings, the demon god named Sengzheng became an indispensable link in the invisible chain that he vowed to break.

If you want to create new rules, there is no choice but to destroy the old shackles.

From the moment the hidden world was destroyed, the countdown to the fate of the Demon God Monk had begun.

Come to think of it, this is also the reason why Silver Star ventured into the hidden world alone and faced off against many demons without fear, right?

He is obviously an extremely cold rationalist, yet he is crazier than anyone else.

Although cursing the imperfection of human beings, they still choose marriage after seeing their destiny.

Although he believed that human emotions were impurities, he left transparent tear marks in his diary on the day his biological daughter died.

Although he is an expert in all kinds of magic, he is interested in the path of science.

Although he is an ambitious person who has made all kinds of plans, he is willing to take the initiative to entrust his hopes to the unknown outside the world.

The monk before he attained enlightenment had laughed at Aleister's folly with lust as thick as gravy.

But now, he somehow understood the other party's thoughts.

That was the same simple reason why Aleister rejected the position of Demon God.

If he had to abandon the past for the sake of God's power, he would rather give up and stay in the same field with his family.

Aleister never believed in Roland, he simply believed in the possibilities of {humanity}.

“If you have the chance, please convey my apologies to Aleister. In return… no, it is not reasonable for the redeemed to repay the victor.”

Before the clarity and end brought by death, the monk sighed softly.

"Just treat it as the ravings of a pathetic fool at the time of enlightenment, because the person who solved the disaster and was praised is the hero on the stage."

“But the dream of letting the disaster end smoothly without losing anyone is the source of everything that is expected from God.”

The monk stared at Roland, as if he was a man who had stood all his life and was experiencing the feeling of sitting down for the first time, and spoke softly.

"Even if you were a 'human' before, after killing the demon, you can no longer return to your previous realm."

"Once a demon god, always a demon god. If a god keeps the mentality of a mortal like us, he will regret it sooner or later."

"The only thing that can accompany enlightenment is absolute happiness itself."

In this expectation that was hard to tell whether it was a curse or a blessing, the Demon Monk was completely reduced to ashes.

Roland looked calmly at the light particles that were dispersing like sand. He did not comment on the answer, but nodded as if it was a matter of course.

If they were not irreconcilable enemies, Roland would actually be willing to negotiate with the Demon.

As the most worthy being to be called a Transcendent that he had met so far, although he inevitably had various flaws, it was a remarkable thing that he could achieve such a level within the limitations of his worldview.

The whole process from Roland and the monk fighting to directly tearing it apart was indeed very smooth.

First, use a large-scale force to suppress the opponent, forcing the enemy to expose their flaws in endless retreat, and then directly activate the ultimate move in the unavoidable midfield to end the opponent's life.

But words are words and actions are actions.

This purity tactic itself is based on a one-on-one premise.

This is not because the strength of this group of demons is so unmatched.

In fact, the threat posed by the demon god who actively split himself using the Infinity Technique has been greatly reduced.

If it was a magician of Aleister's level, with the collected parameters of the demons, he could use fairy-like magic to kill the demons through sneak attacks like Orelus did, or even trip them up.

Combined with his anti-magic driven armor that combines magnetic field rotation, he can kill every target with one strike.

Although their power has been weakened, the demons' attitudes have not yet adjusted from before. Their contempt for humans is their fatal weakness that they cannot make up for.

But because Roland had both the buffs of the other world and the same kind, the other demons came in droves. When the fight really started and they used their ultimate skills, each one was faster than the other, without even a moment of hesitation.

So after careful consideration, Roland decided to leave the magic armor made by Aleister to him as a backup so that he could use it at a more critical moment.

Seeing that everything seemed to be over, Shokuhou Misaki patted her plump and full breasts, looking relieved.

But just as she was about to move forward, an invisible force restrained her legs.

Because the source of power was right in front of her, the girl did not act on her own, but just raised her head in confusion.

Then, before Roland could explain, she understood the reason for this action. The sky, which had revealed its original blue color due to the death of the abbot, suddenly began to show cracks that were on the verge of breaking point.

It was as if an invisible beast was biting it fiercely with its bloody mouth. From the depths of the gap, there were jagged cross-sections of space.

when--

Under this invisible pressure, the barrier protecting the entire Academy City shattered. Seeing this, the air from the outside world rushed in like a wanderer returning home.

But as soon as they touched the edge of the barrier, they turned into materialized steam like a fire cloud.

Under the force that is on the verge of destruction for the entire world, with those cracks as the starting point, this Earth with a strengthened magnetic field is on the critical point of destruction.

"Lord Roland...what is that?"

There was a tremor in the girl's cute voice.

Shokuhou Misaki couldn't control her amazement and stared at the hellish scene in a daze.

"The aftermath of the God of Death's attack," Roland raised his lips helplessly. "After creating a limited difference, the abbot is more fragile than I thought, but there is nothing I can do. After all, it is a trillion forces."

Even though he was encompassed by Roland's infinity and lost his immortality, in that round, the second strike to kill the abbot had to surpass the finite within the infinite.

As the power of the hexagon, the magnetic field rotation may not necessarily satisfy people, but it will never disappoint people.

As the ultimate blow that an individual can deliver, a force of one trillion is fairly standard.

It can both destroy a universe and create a universe.

That's why Roland used the extra points that belonged to the Magnetic Field Demon to handle all of this.

However, although this standard of safety can cause the monk to die without even a struggle, since this result is established, it is also destined that this attack will have aftereffects.

"Eh!"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. After all, it's just the aftermath. I can take care of it with a wave of my hand."

"That's the point. Don't you have any intention of solving this problem?"

Shokuhou Misaki complained instinctively, but her exclamation still failed to change Roland's attitude.

"Because there's no need for that. Someone else has already done it, so why should I take on this hard labor?"

As Roland's nonchalant voice fell, another buzzing sound was heard.

It was a shrill sound like a glockenspiel.

In Shokuhou Misaki's astonished sight, all kinds of strange weapons suddenly appeared, shining brightly, and flew towards the shocking crack in the sky.

With a movement like a veil sliding across the skin, the heat and smoke disappeared.

Repairing the world so easily is definitely not the power of a magician.

It would be fine if it was just destruction, but magicians are restricted to a certain extent by the world in other aspects.

Apparently, a third party had intervened in this battle.

No, it would be more appropriate to call it an enemy that arrived late rather than a third party.

"Good baby."

Roland looked calm, and after seeing a few of the weapons that he vaguely remembered, his smile became even gentler.

"Although it's a little late, it's a good sign that the first one to arrive is such a nostalgic phase."

He looked at the girl who was walking leisurely, stepping on those treasures, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"How dare you say that! You blew up the world and then left it alone, letting the invaders clean up the mess for you. You've completely got our positions reversed!"

Stepping on the debris of the sky, the queen put her hands on her hips and looked at Roland with an unhappy face.

"Perhaps, but doesn't that change the fact that you guys are a little late, too caught up in this world?"

Roland raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

Although they are on the other side of the world, this distance is just a matter of thought for the demon.

Roland had thought that when the abbot died, they would sense this fact and the transition would be seamless. However, he did not expect that even the fastest queen would be a few seconds later than he expected.

"You are so annoyingly familiar, but I can't refute you."

The queen frowned and muttered softly.

"As you said, unlike other guys who think deeply, I am the kind of person who focuses more on action than answers, so I always take the first step."

"After all, this is a major incident like the killing of the monk. Even though we are prepared for casualties, it is still worrying that the safety measures have not worked at all."

The empress shook the sleeves of her cheongsam and covered the corners of her mouth with the cuffs.

"To be honest, even I cringed when I first heard the news, thinking 'what should I do?'"

"It's different from something as simple as picking a star. Even if I split myself, I can't imagine how I can kill a demon god who is not careless and is giving it his all in such a short time."

"As expected of Roland, he can easily accomplish things that we demon gods can't do. It's really admirable."

Faced with the death of the monk, the empress still maintained the image of a demon god.

But it was clear from her words that she did not accept the scene before her, but was so calm because she did not know which direction to think about it.

Just like an overloaded machine, even the parts that make the emotional gears turn correctly have become stuck.

Before she felt deep sadness, doubts first appeared in her mind.

She had doubts about the so-called God being allowed to die, so she rushed over first, wanting to use her actions to force the entire True Gremlin to operate in advance and get the answer.

"I see." Roland shrugged in understanding. "So, where are your companions?"

The queen narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice was crisp and cold.

"When we were talking just now, they were all here."

"Although the fun of distorting the world will take up a lot of their minds, no one will be late for something as serious as the death of their own kind."

A dry and strong feeling of oppression suddenly came over me.

One figure after another slowly emerged, with Roland's position as the center.

To an onlooker, the entire scene might seem to be shaking like a mirage.

Even if the demons cannot adjust their phases at will after being actively weakened, the overlap of the ends of the roads they represent is enough to bring the world to a near standstill.

Roland subconsciously glanced at the people around him. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze.

Because, after these uninvited enemies gathered, instead of threats, negotiations, and oppression, what he received was a somewhat incredible invitation.

"As the queen said, compared to the means that can kill the monk, distorting the world itself is nothing, so..."

The beautiful woman with brown skin covered with bandages and a graceful figure leaned gently against Roland, hugged his hand, and exhaled a sweet breath.

"Don't you want to have some?" (End of this chapter)