Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

“Bang! Boom boom boom!”

The passionate explosions caused by the blazing flames continued to sound, and the strong and violent whistling sound continued to spread, squeezing the surrounding steel into deformation and making a rotten wail.

But as the initiator of this scene, Flanda did not have a single bit of joy on her face.

“It’s nothing…”

She muttered to herself with a trembling voice, her eyes full of panic.

Although she was frightened by the radiation of the power of pain and ran out without caring about her companions from ITEM in a moment of rage, Flanda was not naive enough to think that she could escape like this.

So, she threw out the bomb reserves on her body as if to vent on the road she was walking.

This behavior was not for the purpose of achieving any results. Flanda just hoped to buy herself more time to escape in this way.

But from the explosions that kept ringing behind her like the footsteps of the god of death, she also guessed that her preparations were mostly in vain.

"What kind of ability is that? Is this guy a weapon made by Academy City specifically to suppress people with superpowers?"

Frenda was filled with horror.

As the only member of ITEM who does not rely on abilities, she has spent a lot of effort on the storage of props.

From small missiles to belt-shaped explosives, the wide variety of types allows her to adapt to the situation no matter what the environment is.

But in the group of bombs that are powerful enough to carry out emergency blasting of the building, accompanied by the hot wind with scorching heat, a figure like a sculpture is still clearly visible.

From the previous performance, with Roland's speed, it is impossible to trigger so many temporary bombs.

But the other party seemed to deliberately make her feel desperate, stepping slowly on the sea of ​​fire and walking out slowly.

"Monster..."

After retreating to the research room at the end of the corridor, Frenda kept retreating until she was stuck to the hard wall, and this subconscious action never stopped.

"I obviously didn't do anything, and I don't have the ability to cause you any trouble..."

"If I have to find a reason, it's probably because I'm a kind person."

Roland stepped out of the flame with steady steps. The red luster that flowed like lava and the high temperature that could turn people into charcoal seemed like a breeze to him.

He casually patted the sparks on his shoulders, looked at the timid Flanda, and chuckled.

"You and those companions have a deep friendship, right? In this case, the four-member team of ITEM should be neat and tidy whether the mission succeeds or fails, right?"

Thinking of the miserable state of Mai Ye Shenli and Kinuhata's favorite before, Flanda fell to the ground in fear, her slender legs in stockings together, subconsciously touching her skirt, but did not take out a new bomb.

She was originally a person who would act impulsively because of impulse. In the previous blocking and trap arrangement, she had used up all the bomb reserves.

"Using a skirt to store bombs is really a deceptive approach, but compared to the act itself, I am more curious about how you can use it to store so many bombs. The previous number is comparable to a small arsenal."

"This is the girl's secret... Well, if I tell you, can you let me go?"

Frenda gently pressed her hands on the hem of her skirt, lifted it slightly, and looked at Roland with pleading eyes.

A girl as cute as a doll made such a pitiful but seductive move, I am afraid that ordinary boys would have forgotten their own thoughts.

However, Roland's decision was not shaken at all.

"I refuse, after all, the value of the two is completely unequal.

"Besides, I also want to see why you suddenly became confident after running here, even though you wanted to kiss my toes to beg for mercy while running away? "

Frenda's smile froze on her face.

She was completely seen through. Does this guy have a psychological control...

Although she was throwing bombs randomly at the beginning, after realizing that she would not be able to escape, Frenda began to calculate in her mind how to fight back.

The bomb in front of her and this sturdy laboratory were her final conclusions.

Of course, the premise of all this must be based on the triggering of the bomb.

Frenda stared at Roland's eyes, trying to find the abnormality in them.

However, Roland just stared at her calmly, without even the slightest hesitation.

This guy...

Frenda's mind sank, and the haze of uneasiness had completely enveloped her heart. Shrouded.

This reckless behavior, either he is fearless and does not take her seriously, or he is simply an arrogant madman.

In a panic, the girl bit her lips with her pearly teeth and quietly pressed the switch on the inside of her thigh.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the endless explosion sound accompanied by a huge air wave swept through the entire room.

Flanda's figure was directly slapped to the ground, and the white waves that seemed to be boiled quickly turned into an invisible impact and swept away.

The sudden increase in temperature made the girl's golden hair curl unnaturally, and the ends appeared burnt yellow, and the exposed skin naturally became red.

But even so, Flanda still held her breath tightly.

Using bombs in a confined space is often an act that injures one thousand enemies and damages oneself eight hundred times. As a bomb expert, the girl naturally knows this.

So what she buried was a thermobaric bomb that used overpressure and high-temperature air to cause damage. As long as she was prepared, the extent of the impact would be limited.

Of course, she didn't expect such a high-pressure attack to harm Roland.

Ignoring her burnt body, she quickly got up, put on the small mask she had prepared long ago, and started the oxygen candle in it.

What Frenda was really looking forward to was the remaining effects of the thermobaric bomb.

When a thermobaric bomb is detonated, in addition to creating a high-pressure shock that displaces internal organs, it will also consume a large amount of surrounding oxygen and create a vacuum environment.

When she saw Roland detonating all the bombs along the way without hesitation, and attacking with an unrivaled attitude, Flanda had a plan in mind.

That's it in an open environment where it can be replenished. In such a closed room, the vacuum environment will undoubtedly form a deadly killing field.

Although people with abilities can easily interfere with reality and even form an army by themselves, they are still mortal bodies after all.

Mugino Shinri's Atomic Collapse can also create a defense that is not inferior to a nitrogen shield, but this does not change the fact that she will even be killed by ordinary people without defense.

Because she does not have this talent, Frenda is more aware of this fact than other companions.

Using a series of bombs to take advantage of others when they are at an advantage, or pulling the opponent to the same conditions as herself to compete for survivability when she is at a disadvantage, are all Flanda's implementations of this theory.

"Although they always scold me, at the critical moment, they still have to look at me."

Frenda showed a proud smile and struggled to stand up.

"I won! I defeated an enemy that even Mugino couldn't defeat, humph! I have to let her praise me well after that!"

In a vacuum environment, it only takes about thirty seconds for a human being to suffocate directly, and the high-pressure air in the center of the thermobaric bomb that will burn the lungs will greatly shorten this short time again.

"However, although this guy is more arrogant than Mugino, he is probably a little too strong."

Flanda muttered as she dragged her body towards the door of the room.

Whether it was confirming whether Roland was dead or calling emergency rescue to help his companions, there were many things to do.

However, the next moment, her footsteps stopped in place.

"——Thank you for the compliment."

A calm voice came from the white smoke mixed with black dust.

The moment she heard that voice, Flanda's sky-blue eyes turned gray, and she looked at the smoke and dust in front of her like a living thing, spreading towards both sides with incredible eyes.

"It's a lie...it's a vacuum here!"

Looking at Roland, who walked out of the smoke calmly with a half-smiling expression, and the voice that sounded clearly in her ears, Flanda screamed in horror.

"Do you think this is a laboratory? To say that it is completely unable to transmit sound is probably only the first moment. Moreover, even in a vacuum, it will not affect the conversation between the two of us."

At this time, Frenda realized that when Roland's words as powerful as bullets reached her ears, his lips didn't even move.

"that……"

"It's very impolite to talk to people while wearing a mask. Take it off first."

Roland gently stretched out his hand to explore Flanda, and just touched the tip of her nose. The protective mask on Flanda's face turned into powder and dissipated.

The turbid air around her made Flanda swallow subconsciously.

Is the other party able to move freely in such, no, even worse environment? He is definitely not human...

But now is obviously not the time to dwell on this. The next step is the critical moment that determines whether she can survive.

Flanda stuck out her tongue, squeezed out her usual smile, and bowed her head deeply in Roland's direction.

"Please, please spare me."

"Oh, judging from the way you threw bombs before, it seems like you don't regard life as something precious."

Roland raised his eyebrows, looked at the well-behaved Flanda with a smile, pinched the girl's cheek, and rubbed it casually.

"Woo..."

Although Flanda couldn't stop the painful tears from squeezing her face without any sense, she still didn't dare to make the slightest move to resist, and cautiously took the initiative to lift up her skirt.

"If you kill me like this, these beautiful legs will completely disappear from this world. Don't you think it's a waste? As long as you don't kill me, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

This was full of flattery, even to the point of being so shameless that Roland was stunned for a moment.

However, when it comes to comparing the lowest level of inferiority with him, the other party is obviously a bit greener.

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind if it's hot. Besides, I have plenty of ways to make a living doll. You don't have to worry about me."

Who are you worried about whether you can make good use of my body?

Frenda's mood was a little broken, but she didn't even bother to wipe the tears on her face, and worked hard to show her value like a waiter selling goods.

"I am much more valuable alive than a doll. No matter what kind of skills I have, I will learn them. Moreover, I am actually very popular in Academy City..."

"Yeah?"

Roland nodded noncommittally, with a playful smile on his lips.

"Even if you have to endure the painful force that Mugino Shenli just experienced, do you still want to live?"

"Eh?"

Flanda was stunned and looked at Roland in disbelief.

Just the passive feeling made her want to commit suicide. If she really got hit, she might as well die here now.

But after all, she couldn't really say this.

Therefore, the girl just looked at Roland blankly, tears of despair flashing in her eyes again.

This performance made Roland even more happy.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Don't worry, I won't use the power of pain on you."

He said calmly: "In most cases, as long as it interests me, I quite follow the principle of equivalent exchange."

"Mugino Shin used the fatal attack to affect me, but she was still unwilling to give in, so I gave her the ultimate pain. Kinuhata's favorite just wanted to stop me, so I only used the same force to break her hand."

"As for Frenda, given your understanding of admitting your mistake and your somewhat fun plan, of course I won't use such cruel methods."

Roland held his chin up and smiled slightly.

But even though his voice was soft and gentle, Flanda still felt a chill, or in other words, an unprecedented sense of terror.

But this is already his last chance.

"...If I pass the punishment, can you spare me?"

"Oh, if you can successfully pass this punishment, let alone sparing you, what does it mean to let you go?"

Roland lowered his head and said with a smile.

Flanda raised her head and stared at Roland, an imperceptible light flashing in her pupils.

"May I know the details of the punishment?"

"Of course. Anyway, even if I don't tell you now, you will find out soon."

Already started?

Frenda shivered subconsciously and looked around confusedly.

But nothing happened around him, it was still quiet as usual.

After looking tentatively at Roland, he didn't make any move, and even took a step back to give her room to stand up.

Because there was no use in doubting her, Frenda frowned slightly, and while looking around uneasily, she put her hands on the floor, planning to stand up first.

However, just as she raised her upper body, she immediately fell to the ground.

"My legs, why can't I feel my legs?"

The sudden abnormality caused fear to permeate the girl's body and mind, causing her to look behind her in a daze.

Only then did Frenda realize that not only her legs, but also the parts below her waist had lost consciousness at some point.

"What happened...why did it become like this?"

"Is it punishment after all? Oh, is it the principle you want to ask about? How to explain it..."

When Frenda was like a mermaid on the shore, unable to even move her tail, and could only drag her hands on the floor to crawl feebly, Roland's casual voice came over.

"Anyway, do you believe in pure oxygen?"