Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

“Boom boom——!!!”

Kamijo Touma ran towards the distance without looking back, and did not forget to help the half-conscious Accelerator.

Although Roland took the initiative to fight against the Archangel and clean up the mess for his father, he should have stood still solemnly and responded to the other party's words before the war.

But the truth is this truth. In reality, it is still necessary to make timely adjustments according to the situation.

If he was a step slower, he would have fallen directly into the cracks in the earth and died, and there was no need to talk about the future.

What's more, even if he was speeding all the way, his current behavior could not be considered to be against Roland's request.

——Please watch my transformation?

To be honest, this sentence is completely redundant.

Kamijou Touma thought as he trembled and retreated.

Because there is no need to look at it specifically. From the Academy City to the surrounding coastline, any living creature who can still see, still has perception, and is still alive, whether they want to or not, will be forced to see this scene.

Kamijou Touma raised his head slightly, looking at the crimson shadow that covered the sky and earth, like a dragon or a beast, showing the majesty of the Lord to the fullest.

It was the incarnation of desire and gluttony that came from the other side of darkness.

He was using the flashy and decadent City of Sin as food, showing the majesty of the most ancient dragon to the world.

"The archangel who manipulates the planet to destroy mankind, the monster that looks like the source of all evil is protecting mankind, your roles are completely reversed, right?"

After the old ideas cultivated on the scientific side were shattered by magic, Kamijou Touma's attempts and inferences about religion in the past sixteen years of his life were also destroyed.

"I can actually know such a person, it's a big joke!"

He muttered.

Although after buying food and picking up the strongest person in Academy City, Kamijou's psychological endurance has been greatly improved.

But there are still traces of encountering a superpower, and being chased by an archangel and the foreshadowing of the ability of Fantasy Killer can barely explain it.

But the friend who could talk happily before suddenly turned into the final villain who usually only appears in animation. The impact of this incident is no less than seeing a classmate who knows suddenly turn into a Kamen Rider.

Although his attitude towards Roland will not change because of the so-called characteristics and essence, Kamijou Touma can't help but be speechless when he thinks that he had kindly helped him stay away from bad things before.

"..."

At this moment, as if he felt something, Kamijou Touma suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Because he was too close before, the bursts of pain like sparks in the depths of his brain suddenly disappeared.

But when the heavy mental pressure disappeared, the physical oppression followed.

Under the light and shadow that burst out in the sky, a breathless oppression also spread to his body, as if the gravity around him had increased tenfold.

Every step required the combined efforts of the body and will, as if if he relaxed a little, he would be completely stuck in the same place and swallowed up.

Undoubtedly, this majestic horror was a sign that Roland's transformation had been completed.

Feeling this breath, as one of the few witnesses who knew the inside story, Kamijou Touma finally couldn't resist the temptation and turned his head to see the true face of the evil thing.

"What——"

However, the next moment, he held his breath.

He would be stunned, which was also natural.

Because the process of his birth was full of darkness and corruption, and it was no different from the disaster in the abyss. When he was born, he was wrapped in a sacred and cold light.

"What is that?"

Gabriel, who stood high in the sky, had the same doubts.

She lowered her eyes slightly and looked at Roland, who was also standing in the air, and the shadow of the beast that was expanding behind him.

Born from this flashy and decadent city, it was an existence that was no less than her, or even more noble.

That was the ancient dragon that wanted all the archangels in heaven to come out in full force and start a war.

It was the beast of the apocalypse that carried absolute evil.

It was the antichrist that would crush everything old at the end of the world and devour the Lord's salvation.

But why... this mortal enemy that must face judgment would have such a pure and beautiful omnipotent light?

If angels are beings that transcend the human realm, then that light is undoubtedly the omnipotent that transcends the existing laws and controls everything in the universe...

"——!!!"

Gabriel's abnormal thinking made her sing a song that sounded like crying in an unusual voice.

Like an artificial intelligence with disordered logic, she gave up all thoughts, spread her wings, and rushed towards Roland regardless of everything.

"Blasphemy, blasphemy! Blasphemy beast, in the name of the Lord, you will be judged!"

In an instant, dozens of wings like ice sculptures flew out.

Its posture is like a sharp crystal sword cut at random. It is a deadly weapon unique to Gabriel, who has the symbol of water.

It is precisely because she knows what the consequences will be if such destructive power is applied to humans that Gabriel has been using ordinary water magic in previous conflicts.

But when facing the Beast of Apocalypse, she did not hesitate at all and exerted her full strength.

"Even if you say so, this power to blaspheme everything is also a part of me that was appointed by God when I was born."

Roland shrugged, his expression calm.

This formed a sharp contrast with the ferocious and ferocious red dragon shadow behind him.

He completely ignored the wings that had already flown in front of him, like ice cones, and looked uninterested, without even planning to defend himself.

If it was an independent existence like Kanzaki Kaori who had grown up little by little through the natural saint physique, Roland would not mind playing with her for the sake of a little fun.

But the Gabriel in front of him was just a concept made up of overflowing angelic power.

All her power came from the Crusaders phase, and for Roland, who had naturally occupied the position after the vacancy of the only god and anchored his essence after being seriously injured in it, it was like playing against a robot.

——The gap in strength between the two sides was too big.

In an instant, the wings of the ice spikes and the upright red dragon shadow collided with each other.

Between the crisscrossing, the shock wave generated instantly swept across the scene, and the leaked air waves swept away everything around.

It immediately exploded into tiny glass fragments, and then scattered like snowflakes.

Gabriel was stunned, her glass-like eyes rolling around, as if thinking about why this happened.

She didn't expect to succeed in one blow, but Roland didn't even use his strength to resist, let alone react to the attack, which made her move meaningless.

You know, although it looks fragile, her wings are filled with angelic power, and each one is a real punishment from heaven.

In terms of destructive power alone, it can easily flatten a mountain, turn it into a big hole with a deep pit, or turn the city under her feet into a pile of ashes.

In the ordinary material world, just using this move can determine the outcome.

But at this moment, it couldn't even leave a crack on the scales of the big red dragon.

Is the gap between her and the opponent so big?

Gabriel stopped her actions, as if she was carefully formulating tactics.

"Don't you understand yet?"

Roland shook his head helplessly, just like an adult looking at a naughty child.

"You will definitely not be able to defeat me."

Even without any power of the body, the conceptual gap makes the two not on the same level.

Just like the Christian rituals cannot defeat the angels, the ancient mysteries in the Type-Moon have a suppressive power over the modern mysteries.

Gabriel cannot defeat the destined beast of the apocalypse.

It's like before the hero comes, the devil will definitely go smoothly, as if he has divine help.

Because if there is no hell, it is impossible to prove the preciousness of heaven.

Without the end of the world, it is impossible to show the Lord's salvation.

But Roland also understands that it is useless even if he explains to Gabriel.

Because the only thinking that this archangel can still function is limited to fighting.

After all, after falling, her only goal is to return to the right position.

But because this transformation is started from the City of Prosperity and Corruption, it perfectly corresponds to the concept of the Beast of Sodom, which makes one of the core achievements of Gabriel's program a paradox.

In the spiral of contradictory logic, if Gabriel doesn't destroy him, she will remain in combat mode and have no time to care about the details, just like she had planned to stop the angels from falling by destroying human civilization.

"If your mission is to convey God's will as an archangel, my mission is to create relief for the new millennium at the irreversible end of the world."

He said so with a peaceful smile.

"Gabriel, are you going to disobey God's mission?"

Gabriel did not answer, but instead fell from the magic circle with a fierce and desperate aura.

She gave up her previous plan and focused all her attention on the enemy in front of her.

Since the water wings didn't work, she used the rocket rain that burned the Fallen City.

For the beast that inherited the concept of fall and prosperity, this technique is naturally restrained.

But it's not enough.

It's not perfect.

The charging time of the Heavenly Punishment is limited, the power has not reached its peak, and the opponent didn't use any strength before, and the worst case is just some injuries.

Although there was only fighting and killing in her mind and she could not think about anything extra, Gabriel still maintained the level of an archangel in this regard.

The defeat in the first battle and the fact that Roland did not even launch an attack made the archangel realize that every attack she made next could be the last one.

Therefore, she had to do her best.

Otherwise, she would be overwhelmed in momentum and fail first. She, who was already in a weak position, would no longer have the slightest chance of winning.

Gabriel's mind moved, and she gathered the power of the angels around her bit by bit.

She was a high-level life, and the materials existing in this material world could not completely accept the archangel created by God.

Therefore, in order to exert all her strength, she had to use the existing materials to increase her strength as much as possible.

Although this trump card might cause her body to explode after reaching the limit, she, who had been off track, could no longer see anything other than the purpose, and naturally would not care about these trivial matters.

In order to achieve her goal, the archangel took action again.

She was in charge of "water".

Apart from special places like the Earth's poles, the best symbol is a large amount of water.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to achieve this requirement in this island country surrounded by the sea.

Gabriel's mind moved, and in the light of magic, waves nearly ten thousand feet high rose into the sky.

The Pacific Ocean seemed to have gained life, accompanied by a thunderous roar, and the traces along the track rushed out like a sea dragon and gathered behind the angel.

Just the traces left halfway made thousands of kilometers of water vapor fill the atmosphere.

Not to mention Gabriel who faced all this.

The exaggerated wings behind her began to multiply irregularly again like a balloon.

In less than one tenth of a second, it became thousands or even tens of thousands times larger.

The original water wings could only block a building of more than ten stories high, but now it seemed to fill the sky.

The color of the night was dyed like the sea surface in the middle of the night, mixed with darkness and death.

But Gabriel's slightly frowned brows still did not relax.

In order to reverse the situation with overwhelming power, it is necessary to prepare carefully.

Although the expanding power and the fire arrows that had already submerged the red dragon were terrifying, they still lacked some of the most critical elements.

But the answer in her mind puzzled her.

The eyeballs behind the archangel's bangs turned, as if confirming a fact.

Then, she waved the water wings behind her, and rushed towards Roland with the momentum of holding up the sky.

"——I am Misha, the godlike Misha, the blasphemous beast, welcome the judgment!"

At this moment, the water wings wrapped in the shadow of the red dragon seemed to have cut off some kind of shackles.

Although the power did not change, the momentum suddenly increased, and even made it bloom with a light that could not be looked at directly, and the surging waves submerged the red dragon bathed in fire.

Huh?

Gabriel suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable abnormality.

The speech was exactly the same as before, but with the addition of a link to announce the name, why would there be such a huge change?

As the agent of God, she instinctively felt that something was wrong, as if she was out of tune with the whole world.

The whole body was filled with the alien feeling of being trapped in an inappropriate position.

In addition, she had successfully hit the other party, but why couldn't she feel any joy after completing the mission given by the Lord?

What happened?

"Huh, it's really dangerous. If I were a local big red dragon, I would be seriously injured even if I didn't die. But... I finally got it. It's worth my obvious hint."

"I was just thinking, what if you haven't figured out the key factor, but it seems that the archangel's perception is still very reliable."

A gentle and indifferent voice sounded in Gabriel's ears.

The man who should have been drowned by her full-strength attack, or at least seriously injured, was standing in front of her unscathed.

Roland's mouth curled up, staring at Gabriel calmly.

But even if he appeared calm, the unconcealable confidence still made the archangel realize one thing.

- He did it on purpose.

Whether giving up defense or standing still and letting himself gather strength, it was all to facilitate this scene.

All of this was to make her shout out that name when she was ready to give it her all.

Gabriel subconsciously struggled, wanting to fight back or retreat.

But now she couldn't do anything.

Because Roland had already clenched his fist and punched through her chest.

"... You saved your life, Gabriel." (End of this chapter)