Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Chapter 550 Roland is fighting his way out of the underworld

By passing on the fire, Roland could gain some buffer time to escape from the throne.

At first glance, this approach seems completely fantastical.

The function of the Golden Throne is to amplify the principle of eternal calamity.

It was precisely because Roland achieved a balance between life and death through the theory of reincarnation that the apostle of the Sixth Supreme Heaven under the throne was trapped in a dream.

Once he comes back to life, the other party will wake up immediately.

However, there are no absolutes in this world.

Just as the reversal between dreams and reality only lasts for a moment, the state of the Sixth Heaven Snake trapped in the dream is closely related to Roland.

For example, when Roland just sat on the throne and there was no possibility at all, he just barely entered a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, and he could wake up seamlessly if there was any movement on the throne above.

But the advantage of accumulation is that you won’t completely lose the room for recovery.

Although the original world was extraordinary, it was impossible for Roland to recover.

But as the Gensokyo Paradise project progresses, the abnormal powers extracted from the mutation are enough to serve as a springboard for Roland's dreams to penetrate into the world of Toaru Majutsu no Index, using the links of these channels to re-manifest his reality.

As Roland gradually passed through the system of the Toaru Majutsu no Index world and allowed its power to feed back to his true self, his connection with this world became closer.

This also means that the dream shrouding the Sixth Heaven Snake is gradually expanding.

When Roland and Aiwass signed a contract and used the magnetic field universe to reverse the process and become complete formula solvers, the boundary between reality and illusion was almost dissolved.

Now in this universe and even in this phase, the webway belonging to his dream is everywhere.

Every inch of the Sixth Heaven Snake is wrapped in this realistic dream. Under such inertia, even if the theory of eternal suffering is lifted, as long as the dream continues, it will be like a person who falls into a deep sleep after staying up late. Even if it wakes up, it will have to pause in a trance before it can regain its thinking and sense of reality.

And now is the moment when the curtain is about to fall on the once bustling world stage.

Just like the original fire that gave birth to the laws and allowed the world to continue, although the specifications are different, not everyone is qualified to pass on the fire to the Golden Throne.

"Love song."

"Already prepared."

When Roland looked over, Sajo Aika gently stuck out her tongue, and pulled her crystal clear jade feet out from behind Laura and stepped on the soft hair.

This separation is a symbol of her complete control over Laura.

Although reluctant, under the manipulation of the Root Princess, the devil's face behind Laura slowly rose, allowing a strange and mysterious light to cover Aleister's body.

Deadly darkness instantly engulfed Aleister's face, and his eyeballs melted away in an instant.

Looking through the gap in the mouth, what is revealed is not the lips and teeth, but a deep darkness, just like a black hole in the universe.

Moreover, unlike the living power of a black hole, this darkness is as smooth as a mirror, but what can be seen from it is not a simple reflection, but ominous fear.

After the darkness enveloped his entire body like a garment, Aleister raised his head and took a deep breath of the cold air.

——When he exhaled again, it had turned into a red wind that distorted the light and shadows around it.

Sparks appeared on his skin in sync with Aleister's breathing, and grew more intense like a furnace pumping bellows.

The flames swept like waves and roared like wild beasts.

It could not wait to swallow all of Aleister into its crimson abdomen, letting the misty and violent flames drip onto his body, leaving behind a series of shocking grooves.

However, this seemingly horrifying scene is not a fatal injury, but the process of refining firewood.

To reach the noble realm, one must inevitably change the form of life through dedication.

It was just like the rituals of the demons, except that this form of the Lord of Fire was even more terrifying.

After the principle of eternal calamity disappears, even if the Sixth Heaven Snake has not reacted yet, after being freed from its restraints, its own aura will still passively exterminate everything around it.

To maintain this huge grid dream, it is necessary to fight it with the fuel called possibility, otherwise it will be exposed immediately.

However, although it sounds easy to say, the so-called possibility is not something that can be easily captured.

It refers to another destination that one would reach if one made a different choice from reality.

One of the contracted spirits that constituted Roland's starting point, Kamisura Izuru is the best interpretation.

He has all the talents in the world and can do everything, but he has done nothing, so he has infinite possibilities.

The ability to reach the end is the basis for this possibility.

Just like the famous scientist who gave up further study and chose to paint when he was young, this change cannot be called a possibility, but just a wrong choice.

Therefore, the potential contained in ordinary humans is not even worthy of being used as firewood, and will disappear completely when they get close to the throne.

Although the possibilities of the demons are infinite, their wrong paths make them more like inflammable substances, and they cannot hide the Sixth Heaven Snake at all.

Looking around the world, currently only Aleister can become the material for refining the Lord of Fire.

So after knowing that he was attacked by Laura, Aleister did not put up any extra resistance, because his death was the outcome that Roland and he had decided on before the invasion of the demon.

The Fire King incarnation, dressed in human form, stared at everything in front of him with his empty pupils.
As someone who had been rejected, when he saw the scenery of another path through the bond, Aleister's instinct as a magician moved him to the point of tears.

Next, it was the great moment executed by his own hands.

"The time has come to wear the crown—"

Without anyone's urging, Aleister, who had broken free from his restraints, took the initiative to run towards the Golden Throne.

The solid stairs collapsed under his footsteps, like a advancing chariot, with rocks rolling down, accompanied by a roar like thunder.

This was not something he did on purpose.

Just like Stand users are always attracted to each other, after transforming into the Fire King, a form used for burning, the distance between him and the monster under the throne was also invisibly stretched a lot.

Compared to the previous oppressive feeling of having difficulty breathing as if his nose was blocked, Aleister now felt as if he was bathed in a malicious curse.

If he didn't let the flames in his body overflow, he wouldn't even be qualified to move his legs.

Because of this, even though Aleister was not restrained in any way, the closer he got to the Golden Throne, the more difficult it became for him to move.

Because as the distance shortens, what is polluted is not only the body and mind, but also the erosion of the origin.
Even with the possibility of Aleister starting with billions, he would still be stretched in the process.

When he was only about ten steps away, the skin on his recovered body began to fall off like aged wall plaster.

Every time he took a step closer to the throne, his body would disintegrate like shapeless water.

First the muscles, then the tendons, and then the wrapped internal organs, from the heart to the brain, nothing was spared.

There was no blood spurting out, and no organs exposed.

The moment they were exposed from darkness to the outside world, they were burned to charcoal.

In the silence that seemed to have stopped, under the illumination of the fire, most of Aleister's body was separated from him in the frantic shaking, and turned into ashes flying in the air.

By the last three steps, it was no longer possible to distinguish the greatest magician of the 20th century from his appearance.

Even his remaining bones were full of pits and dents from weathering.

But in the eye sockets without eyeballs, the darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and even the light of the universe could not dispel it, proving that this was not just an empty shell.

This huge visual impact made Nephthys, who was waiting beside the throne, hold her breath.

Finally, with only two and a half steps to the throne, Aleister stopped. If he continued to move forward, he would be crushed before he could be used as firewood.

The shadows stirring around the Golden Throne are already revealing this fact.

——Not everyone is qualified to sit on the throne.

But neither Roland nor he showed any signs of anxiety.

Because the distance is enough.

If it's just a handover, there's no need to sit on the throne in person.

As the deep light flickered, the two of them stretched out their hands forward at the same time.

There was not the slightest mistake. Although it was only for a moment, the white knuckles did touch lightly with the fair fingertips.

The movement was not large, but at that moment, it was as solemn as the handover between players in a deciding game with only one point difference.

"boom--!"

The hot and sticky flames spread like thorns and flowed like expanding and bright glass.

The next moment, Aleister, who was in the shape of a human torch, was swallowed up again. In the end, all that was left was standing in front of the golden throne, spewing out countless fires that swayed in spiral shapes.

Roland calmly stood up from the throne and calmly stepped over the fire of possibility.

This dazzling fire that continues the world has the power to purify everything and repair all deficiencies, but when it touches Roland, they spontaneously retreat to both sides.

A perfect miracle has no possibility of being contaminated by dust.

And the water in the lakes cannot fill up the ocean.

"finally……"

Roland suddenly laughed, gently raised his hands, and clenched them slowly.

Flickering arcs of electricity appeared around him.

At the end of the endless plain on the other side, spider-web-like cracks also spread in the direction where the electric arc was ejected.

This is the beginning of the Temple of Infinite Time truly integrating with this chaotic and cracked world.

However, even with such a big commotion, the vague snake shadow at the foot of the golden throne did not move at all.

"Very good, if there is no reaction, it seems that everything is a foregone conclusion. Then, let's announce it to the world."

Roland suddenly clasped his hands together, with an elegant and playful smile on his face.

"Roland, revive!"

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In the dimly lit room, the silver-haired girl unplugged the plug on her forehead and turned off the electronic screen projected in the air.

"This is the end of Aleister."

She extended her slender index finger and lifted the hat with the shining crescent moon on it.

"how do you feel?"

"Although it looks like the end of the road, it may be a good ending for you."

Such a voice came from behind the girl.

The golden retriever, with its long fur hanging on the ground, let out a sigh and said this.

"It is neither science nor mystery, but it brings a ray of light to the world by burning everything. For unqualified educators, this is at least a little comfort to make up for their inner feelings."

"After all, the difference between Academy City's current happiness and its fallen state in your hands is too great."

"You are obviously my accomplice in creating this depraved scene. You dare to say that? You are obviously an old dog, aren't you?"

"It's better than turning into a girl."

Mu Yuan Naogan retorted without any hesitation.

"Even though I'm not human, I don't think I'm narrow-minded, but seeing how you look after you messed around, I can't accept it."

"That's why you are always just a dog named Kihara. If you can't understand the beauty and mystery of the female body and abandon your meaningless moral principles, you won't be able to make any further progress in your life, okay?"

Aleister's tone sounded very indifferent, and he didn't even feel ashamed. Instead, he stood on tiptoe and tilted his head in a cute way.

"Please give me some integrity in this regard!"

Looking at the childish-looking Aleister, Kihara's mouth twitched and he reluctantly took out a cigar from the bag behind him.

"So, how much time is left in this world? Although the connection will be completely cut off after you become a torch, you should still be able to estimate the consumption rate."

"At least a day."

Aleister's emerald eyes flashed and he sighed.

“I didn’t expect my possibilities to be anything more than this.”

"This is already exaggerated, isn't it, {human}?" Muyuan Brainstem complained mercilessly, blowing out the smoke from his mouth, "But, one day? That means we have to rely on luck after that. What's the next progress?"

"No problem. Although there is no difference between dreams and reality at certain times, at other times, there is an insurmountable gap between them."

Aleister showed a charming smile on his face, completely different from the cold and indifferent look he had when he was a man before.

"Yes, a person like you who uses rational logic to cover up your emotions will never allow such happiness to slip away from your hands again."

Kihara changed the subject and focused his attention on the center of the room.

——There, there is a fully enclosed swaddle.

It is embedded in the center of the altar, surrounded by various medical machines that are ahead of their time.
Under the altar, there are many scattered runes and magic circles.

Science and mystery, two seemingly completely different and opposing elements, form a strange harmony here.

The doctor with a stern face did not participate in their conversation, but stood quietly beside the cradle, carefully checking the dynamic report.

Being personally cared for by the Soul Chaser, Aleister, and Kihara Brainstem is an unimaginable treatment even in the current Academy City.

But the two people and one dog present did not have the slightest objection to this privilege.

But even without considering the other person's own value, her status is worthy of such luxurious treatment.

It is not only the origin of the story called A Certain Magical Index, but also the reason why Aleister has only one possibility left and devotes everything he has to Roland.

"The vital signs are as stable as ever. Although I think this is not scientific at all, I have to say that magnetic field technology is indeed of great help in the field of mind-matter conversion."

"The only difficulty is choosing the person to deliver her baby, but Roland has promised to come in person anyway, so why should you worry about that?"

After noticing Aleister's gaze, Hell Chaser also turned his head and said, "As a fellow caretaker, you should be more aware of her condition than anyone else."

Without responding to the words of the Underworld Soul Chaser, the girl who inherited the name of Aleister just stared at the name tag under the swaddling clothes and smiled faintly.

There, engraved were beautiful words that would never bore her.

—Lilith Crowley.

(End of this chapter)