Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The light of happiness suddenly rose.

The invisible and mysterious waves are like water splashing on the ground, blooming layer by layer in the shape of a lotus platform and slowly falling down.

In Roland's deep sight, the magic power that was swaying like the sun's flame seemed to have stagnated.

This is not because he manipulated time, but because the demons used their unrestrained power to distort the world.

The swift and fierce attack from the demons was a thousand times more dazzling than before.

Although they have flaws in spirit and power that would make people want to laugh at them, in terms of destructive power alone, the purity and strength of the demons are unquestionable.

Even if they compressed themselves, to the world they were nothing more than a pair of snow boots on a thin layer of ice covered with frozen snow.

As long as you trample on it recklessly, the ice will still crack.

This is also the fundamental reason why the demons are so fearless.

However, as Roland said, this method is outdated for him now.

Looking at the enormous force approaching him, Roland didn't even raise his eyelids.

In the soundless spreading waves, the attack that shook the world disappeared without a care.

Moreover, unlike the previous situation where it was like touching a wall of air, which had the appearance but no power, this time the attack of the demons was more like pouring a bottle of water into the depths of the ocean.

Although it caused a stir, it was insignificant to the world itself.

The demons had overestimated Roland's power as much as possible, but they still could not understand the current situation.

"This is……"

Nuada showed a bewildered expression.

It's not surprising that Roland can solve these problems, but the means he used have plunged him into incomprehensible confusion.

If the other party used his body as a carrier to carry out some tricks, he would not be surprised even if he could not understand it.

But the method just now clearly used the world as a carrier.

Why didn't the world break apart?
Although the quality of the world may be a big move like the same life span as heaven and earth in other worlds, for the demon god, it is not even a suitable weapon.

So even if they use weapons, they use road-related spiritual equipment, because if they don't, the recoil alone will shatter the world.

But although he was puzzled, Nuada did not put this question at the top of his list of thoughts.

Because compared to analyzing the reasons, the destruction waiting behind is obviously more important.

"Puff-"

The sound of a heartbeat like a drum began to sound.

Rapid, heavy, yet full of incredible vitality.

It is like when the chest cavity is cut open during surgery, the heart is beating desperately due to the stimulation of the temperature difference between the inside and the outside.

“It was eaten…”

The queen suddenly widened her eyes. She didn't even care about the fact that the treasures she had carefully collected were disappearing at an alarming speed. She stared at Roland who was standing there with her dark pupils.

In the opponent's hand, they faced the smoke mirror that swallowed all their attacks and was disappearing bit by bit.

Although she has a vampire-like posture after her posture is reversed, the worst case scenario for the person whose blood is sucked is that he or she will become a mummy.

This is fundamentally different from the smoke mirror in front of you, where only the outer layer is left, like a suit in a special effects drama.

No wonder Roland had killed the demon of Cthulhu instantly before, but failed to kill Smoke Mirror instantly.

Before, she thought that the other party was adapting to the realm of a complete formula solver, but it turned out that he wanted to take the remaining demon power for himself?
"no."

A soft voice interrupted the Empress's terrible thoughts that were almost short-circuited.

Although they were separated by several galaxies, Roland's attitude and voice when he spoke were as if she was right in front of him.

"You can understand that the world belongs to me, and the demons in it are naturally my property. This is commendable."

"But aren't you misunderstanding me too much? Your idea is right, but the result is completely wrong."

"Killing is only a means, not an end. Even if a demon is not on the right path, it is still a demon. As long as it can be given the chain called salvation, even an unreasonable mad dog can become a useful tool."

As he admired her like this, Roland's eyes flickered slightly, and he crushed the smoke mirror in his hand as if it were a milk carton that had been drained dry.

"New World."

he said softly.

"What I have given you is nothing more than a cage made of the ideals you have always dreamed of."

As the words fell, a crisp sound like glass breaking was heard.

The queen suddenly looked at her body and suddenly found that dense cracks had spread to her skin without her knowing when.

In another direction, Nuada's aura also became weaker, and Nephthys, who left first, gradually lost her perception.

Obviously, Roland's calm expression as he let the demons flee without moving a muscle was not just an act.

He has memorized the formulas and parameters for the formation of different demons, and understands them even better than they themselves.

Just like a preset alarm clock, the cracks spread at exactly the same speed, just a tiny fraction faster than the time when the Empress's thoughts connected with the power.

Start with the palms.

Next came the thin skin, arms, and thighs.

In the end, even the torso and cheongsam were not spared and all disappeared.

In the end, these demons who surpassed humans, achieved immortality, and were called gods of war, although they had the will and strength to resist, could only sit back and watch themselves being exiled.

It's like a flying insect that is lured by a mosquito trap and slides into the abyss by the aroma of insectivorous food.

"I see. This is indeed a relief... I... I! Ahahahaha! Great!"

When only a head was left, the queen finally seemed to understand something and laughed, it was unclear whether it was self-mockery or joy.

Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and even though she had lost her throat, her head was gradually turning into particles of light.

But the girl still opened her lipless lips and moaned happily with the remaining remnants of consciousness.

“——This is the new world!”

Thinking of the smoke mirror's gradual disappearance, the lack of any pain when her body shattered, and the frequency of its almost spontaneous surrender, the Queen had completely understood the meaning of Roland's words.

Her body, which had disappeared into some distant place, had transmitted all the feelings into her body.

There is no doubt, confusion, or panic.

All the girl could feel in her mind was peace, hope and joy.

This is——a realm that can accommodate the free flight of demon gods.

The so-called world is a single-line timeline.

If you pull out all the timelines that make up this world and the parallel world, you will find that this concept is essentially an object that can be stretched like a rubber band.

The fact that the demons' infinite power cannot break through the barriers of the world is the best proof of this conclusion.

As for the so-called present world and phase, there is actually a lot of waste in this rubber band called timeline.

Since a benchmark point that even the demon god Fantasy Breaker cannot replicate can exist, the possibility of its opposite is naturally not groundless.

——{Ideal exile}.

If it can be stretched in the right way and fit into the template of the present world, another realm equivalent to the world can be created.

Although it cannot interfere with the real world, it allows the demons to use their power freely without having to be cautious at all times. Even if something is destroyed, everything will be restored to its original state at a fixed time.

All templates will be updated regularly as the world changes.

The leather-like appearance of the smoke mirror is an interpretation of the essence of this new world. It is directly put on the outer layer of this world, very close to it, but also a clear reflection.

This was how Roland used the world as a medium to make the attack disappear.

That didn't erase their attack, it just transferred it to another world.

And shrinking their size little by little, as easy as wiping away a spider web or erasing graffiti on a blackboard, simply absorbs them in through the overlap of the worlds.

No wonder Roland didn't care about the demons' actions of escaping and attacking the world.

After all, when they squeezed themselves into the universe, they were destined to be unable to escape the mass of the world.

Just use the new world to simply press them down, and they will be completely submerged.

Until the demons reach a tacit consensus again, or until Roland remembers them, this happy cage will be their only comfort and shackles.

"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting for long. Soon... I will take the initiative to find you."

Looking at the empress's nostalgic expression, Roland shrugged leisurely.

The next moment, the empress's body collapsed, turned into light particles, and flew into the new world outside.

As the demons disappeared, the disaster that shook the whole world came to an abrupt end.

Whether it was the blazing sunlight, the demonic soldiers that pierced through the planet, or the light of the ferocious demonic sword, they had all disappeared.

Only the breeze that refilled this empty area quietly narrated the strange and dangerous confrontation in an instant.

"It was a great success. Just as I thought, the idea of ​​Type-Moon disappearing with the Age of Gods and the gods hiding in the inner sea of ​​the stars can indeed be replicated."

"And being able to achieve this level can barely be said to be ready."

Roland smiled slightly.

Even though the new world had been created and contained several demons that were causing trouble, the peaceful and tranquil scene in the present world was enough to show his victory.

"Next, it's time to put an end to those who still hold out hope for this war against the demons."

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"Crack!"

In the corner of Academy City, in an area covered by the aftermath of a battle, a courier box about thirty centimeters long suddenly ran out from the wreckage.

On the side of the box, two brown legs moved nimbly, carefully avoiding the surveillance that was gradually being restored.

This phenomenon is obviously abnormal. After all, judging from the size of the box, it is so narrow that even a child cannot hide in it, let alone the long legs of a young girl.

But when the life in the box tore the outer shell into pieces, what was revealed was a voluptuous body with curves and curves wrapped only in bandages, and flowing silver hair. All the unreasonableness was answered.

“Wow…Wow, leaving the organs behind is… the right answer.”

Nephthys was crawling on the ground with great difficulty.

As the only demon who still retains some strength under the restrictions of the technique, she is good at dividing her own power, including her body.

When she came to this world, Nephthys divided part of her body in the same way as mummification, so that it could be used at this moment.

"My lady, Nuada has disappeared. The zombies are still there, but judging from the fact that all the Infinity Mirror spells have been taken away, she is most likely in danger."

After briefly checking the current situation, Nephthys nodded and used all her remaining strength to eliminate the sense of existence.

After doing all this, she turned around and ran without hesitation.

This remnant of the body can be said to be Gremlin's last spark, and preserving himself is the right thing to do.

Because that indescribable feeling of fear was still lingering in every cell of her body, although she had lost most of her strength, Nephthys still managed to unleash her potential, and her speed was surprisingly not much slower than before.

The whistling sound kept blowing past her ears, and the displaced wind pressure also wrapped around her body, forming a vacuum barrier.

Staring at the direction where the moonlight was coming from, the silver-haired beauty decided to pretend to be dead and lie dormant on the moon for a while to see how the world below would develop. By the way, she could also gain insight into Roland's overall plan.

…It doesn’t matter if I can’t see through it.

All in all, she now urgently needs to stay away from that monster.

however--

"Oh!"

Amidst a loud noise, Nephthys's running figure came to a halt.

Standing on the land of the moon, the chocolate devil sat down on the ground, covering his forehead with his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.

Because the remnants are only used to save lives and are not comparable in strength to a complete body, when Nephthys hits an obstacle, she has to endure the chaos caused by the reaction force.

The pain came along with dizziness, making her feel a little dizzy.

After a long time, Nephthys gradually adapted her body and came back to her senses from the dizziness. She opened her eyes angrily, ready to see what kind of terrain dared to hinder a demon god.

"what……"

Although the anger in her heart had made the girl prepare many words, when she really saw what was in front of her, she was speechless.

Nephthys could not make any sound except for meaningless mumbling.

Because what blocked her way was not a moon crater with a tricky angle, but a human figure.

He had pupils as gorgeous as rubies, and was looking at her calmly.

Looking at the silver-haired beauty's timid expression, Roland chuckled and slowly stretched out his hand.

This action made the girl's pupils shrink, and the tears that were about to flow were held back, swirling in her eye sockets.

Although the pain on her forehead was subsiding rapidly due to its self-healing ability, the confusion in her mind not only did not decrease, but increased.

Additionally, his whole body felt stiff as if he was being held down by the Five Finger Mountain.

What caused all this was just the young man's hand that was slowly reaching out.

Although the action was gentle and soft, Nephthys still felt a chilling fear.

She stood there in a daze, watching the hand approaching her and gently stroking her long silver hair.

It was not until this time that Nephthys suddenly woke up, unlike before when she was absolutely oppressed by the mass of the omnipresent New World.

I am free at this moment.

Although Roland stood in front of her, he did not use any force to restrict her movements.

Even if she gave up the idea of ​​escaping due to the difference in strength, she could still dodge subconsciously.

If that's the case, why did she just give in?
Nephthys bit her lips tightly, and there was a wavering light in her heterochromatic eyes.

Although her heart was shaking and wavering, she knew the answer to this question clearly.

The source of her creation was the collective consciousness of the many servants who were buried with the king.

As living beings, the instinct for survival should have been the first priority, but even though they knew they were going to be buried in the pyramid, not a single one of the tens of thousands of servants resisted this sacrifice.

This was true even though they far outnumbered the soldiers guarding them.

The reason for this is simple.

Countless experiences in the past have been enough for them to realize the consequences of violating this rule, so when faced with such a difference in status, the instinct of obedience has been engraved in their bones.

Slaves should obey Pharaoh, and servants should obey the king.

Just like myself now.

That's right.

Nephthys already understood that no matter whether her mind was willing to agree or not, her body had already acknowledged the fact.

——Now Roland is superior to her. (End of this chapter)