Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

When the Right Fire laughed wildly, he had already arrived in front of Roland.

In front of the Holy Right, which was exerting its maximum power, distance instantly lost its meaning.

With its back to the starry sky and the dragon shadow that seemed to have come alive, the Right Fire's not-so-strong body almost completely blended into the night.

But this change was not only due to the restlessness caused by the Red Dragon Shadow's feeling of the old enemy's aura, but also because of the light emitted by the third hand on his right shoulder.

The huge and pure power has gathered in it, like an erupting volcano.

The glow was brilliant and dazzling, like a sparkling sea, and like a surging sky.

"Crack!"

In this flood-like light, more and more light flowed out like a full cup of water, making a high hissing sound.

It sounded like the sound of glass breaking before it could not bear the pressure and was about to break.

Unlike before, this was not a simple space, but the wailing sound of the distorted four elements and countless overlapping phases.

Before the attack was completed, the Holy Right shook all phases almost synchronously, and ignored their influence, adjusting the dislocated four elements back to the correct position.

This output level originally required at least the malice of the whole world to achieve, but for the Right Fire at this moment, it was just a matter of time, as easy as picking up a pen from the table.

If it were normal, this brilliant achievement would be enough for the Right Fire to praise it, but now, compared with the movement that would be created later, it is not worth mentioning.

The earth broke layer by layer and spread in all directions, as if the abyss under the ground finally showed its fangs to the material world.

Pieces of broken sand and gravel ignored gravity and slowly floated in the air. After rising to a certain limit, they turned into ashes and disappeared.

But this is not the aftermath of the Holy Right.

Let’s not talk about what kind of disaster will be caused after the release. If it is just a prelude, it can achieve perfect power convergence.

The scene of the changes in the surrounding heaven and earth is just the reaction force generated when the planet senses the crisis.

Whether it was the flow of magic that gushed out into the night sky, covering even the stars, or the gravity that had begun to disappear, or the storm that was madly biting everything nearby, it was just an instinctive reaction.

When a person is too deeply asleep, the brain often skips thinking and sends commands to the limbs to test whether it is accidentally dead.

This phenomenon is the same principle.

The power that the right hand will summon next is so excessive and so powerful that even if it is not targeting this planet, this distance of brushing shoulders with death is enough to make the planet react.

Just when the atmosphere seemed to be filled with lead, and the entire space was in an indescribable sense of oppression, almost stagnant.

The judgment that was about to happen came.

"Zheng——!"

The torrent of light that overflowed from the shoulder of the right fire and was washing the world began to converge.

The scattered light columns condensed into one, and once again underwent a qualitative change, turning into a red-gold flare, making a harsh chirping sound like sizzling.

It was only the size of a bright lamp, but it was more magnificent and sacred than the planet under his feet and the thousands of stars in the sky, with a brilliance that made people unable to look away.

When the Holy Right held it, it was as if he held the entire universe.

"Win! It's my victory!"

The moment his right hand swung down, the emotions brewing in the chest of the Right Fire also burst out.

This is the absolute power that holds cause and effect, time and space, and even fate in the palm of his hand.

In this universe, absolutely no one can survive this blow, not even the Great Red Dragon, who is his nemesis.

The moment it swung down, the battle was over.

It was his victory as always.

——It should have been like this.

"Impossible..."

The Right Fire was shocked, and the arrogance and joy on his face froze instantly.

He stared blankly at everything in front of him.

The power of the Holy Right was not affected in any way, and it exerted its power perfectly.

However, this right hand that could only make the universe tremble, turn galaxies into debris, and crush all obstacles was caught steadily.

It was also a hand that caught him.

It was white, clean, with long fingers, and even the nails were neatly trimmed.

Anyone could see it.

This was not the right arm of a god or a demon, but a human hand.

It looked well-proportioned, very beautiful, and full of vitality, without any abnormality.

But under the twisted and hideous outline of light in its palm, it instead set off a different kind of weirdness and devilishness.

The light gathered in the Holy Right was still shining, and the surging roar never stopped, blooming the horrifying power over and over again.

But no matter how hard the Right Fire tried, it couldn't make the third hand on his right shoulder move forward even a millimeter.

No, it should be said... He couldn't even break free, like a boxer who was caught by someone after using too much force and got his joints stuck.

For the Right Flame, this was undoubtedly the most terrifying nightmare.

He roared in disbelief through his teeth, his voice trembling as if someone was choking him.

"Impossible! My Sacred Right should be invincible!"

"As far as the creatures in the universe are concerned, the Divine Right is indeed invincible," Roland kept raising his hand and commented leisurely, "After all, it is the direct ladder to this realm of gods, and the most powerful trick is indeed Well deserved."

"But if it has not yet perfected its cultivation, and it has to face the evil of mankind that is stronger and more grand than him at the same time, it is still powerless."

The essence of the Divine Right is quite powerful.

Those whose level is lower than it will be instantly killed regardless of all factors. Even those whose level is higher than it will have to give up using other fancy methods because of its nature, and can only be forced to compare values ​​with it.

This has gone beyond rules and reached the realm of desire.

Although it is not yet pure, in Roland's view, the value of this unfinished principle is no less valuable than his own principle of human evil.

Since both are unfinished principles, the Divine Right is as evil to humans as water is to fire. It has a huge innate advantage in attributes.

Arrogance is arrogance, and the fire on the right is not completely brainless.

Unfortunately, what he met was not a normal player who started training his account again, but a big boss who transferred data from the server next door.

In terms of mechanics, due to the possibility of zeroing out and limited output ports, Roland may still be able to fight the right fire within the normal range.

But if you forcefully ignore the conditions and directly compete the attributes of the two characters with each other... that would be embarrassing.

How can the mechanics you master in one world possibly beat the values ​​I have accumulated in the multiverse?

Roland's essence is indeed in the dilemma of being forced to sit on the Golden Throne.

But he was just asleep, not really dead.

Even if the principles of eternal calamity and time are temporarily unavailable, the magic sword forged with the light of one's own heart and relying solely on the quality of the principle of beasts cannot be defeated by the current divine right.

Half of the destiny line of the moon world, the Dragon God who is the will of Gensokyo world, the star cup of game life, and countless contracted spirits stolen from the winged snake.

This is simply a worm that shakes the tree.

If there was no other purpose, and if he had to worry about the demon gods a little bit, now the Holy Right would not be in a situation where he was just holding it in his hand and could not move.

And with the 'absolutes' of both sides wrestling with each other, the rest is simple.

That is to say, continue to determine the winner without using the power of the person.

Under this situation, if it is to be controlled without exposing his identity to the devil, Roland has nothing but the newly acquired 999,000 gigabit magnetic field power, but it is still so much stronger than the thin right fire. A little bit.

"So, the most powerful trick in the world,"

Roland raised his free right hand, not making a fist, but letting it remain open.

"Just break it for me."

The next moment, the fire on the right was slapped away.

“Gulu!—Gulu!”

The body of the right fire spun in the air.

There was no consideration for posture control or landing position, he just spun violently.

Like a top that was shot towards the duel disk, it couldn't stop spinning once it started. Because the 360-degree turn was so exaggerated, a violent tornado even rolled up around him.

In the center of the storm, the figure of the fire on the right is looming, looking like a summoned top elf.

"Bang——!"

Because he didn't take a good posture to accept the body, the fire on the right finally got rid of the spinning situation after drilling through many layers of ground.

"puff!"

The fire on the right struggled to stand up, looking at Roland who was looking down at him, the flames in his eyes almost bursting out.

But before he could say anything, he opened his mouth and spat out a handful of blood.

Even if Roland just made a random blow, with the prefix of 990,000 trillion, this blow would be enough to cause the galaxy to collapse.

When he was slapped unprepared, the divine right that was his essence could only disintegrate and use all his strength to defend himself. Otherwise, he would not even have the chance to turn into a spinning top.

As for the consequences of forcibly disintegrating the third hand, this was an injury that appeared directly on his body. Even the sacred power could not repair it and could only recover slowly.

But the fire on the right didn't care about this at all, his eyes were about to split, and his face was ferocious.

"How is it possible, how is it possible that my right hand could be defeated!"

The power of saving the world that he was proud of encountered an insurmountable iron plate for the first time. This was an unimaginable blow to the Right Fire, which had been going smoothly since its birth.

"Actually, you know that, don't you? As long as you understand this unique nature, you can cross the abyss and become the strongest,"

Roland showed an indifferent smile. "But you are limited by the scope of the Cross, and you arrogantly look down on other wisdoms. As a result, you cannot even control this right hand freely, and you have to use external objects to stabilize its upper limit and number of uses."

"So, there is still a layer of insignificant but critical barrier between you and the Holy Right. When its power reaches its upper limit, this part of you is still standing still."

Like Artho, as a naturally strong man, Right Fire was also trapped by his own arrogance.

Just like a certain card player with a weird haircut, if I encounter a game or an enemy that I can't beat, I can just find someone else to play for me.

But compared to him who chose to support each other and grow up with the other me, the right hand of the Holy Right has a much bigger cheat, so much so that even if the Right Fire does not choose to move forward, there will be no crisis.

Therefore, in the tilt between reason and reality, he was lazy.

Anyway, even if it is not fully released, the power of this right hand can overcome everything, so there is no need to take control of all the wisdom of the world like the demons to sublimate oneself.

It is enough to use other conditions to exert the true power of one's right hand.

"If fighting is compared to matter, everything except power is impure. This is the principle of the Holy Right."

"But now it seems that when the Holy Right is in a stalemate, you are also a weak person who can only rely on it to reach the realm of the strong?"

"So in the end, it's not that the Holy Right is not good, but that the Right Fire you——"

Roland sneered, looked at the Right Fire calmly, his eyes full of teasing and playfulness, and said word by word.

"Learn, art, not, master it!"

The cheeks of Right Fire kept twitching, and his expression was extremely distorted.

Hatred, anger, unwillingness, on his body that should have almost no original sin, all kinds of negative emotions clung to his mind like a thorn in his flesh.

However, this could not change the status quo.

"No way... I can't lose!"

Right Fire screamed in exasperation, venting his emotions crazily.

"I, Right Fire, can't lose to you, a bastard! Yeah——"

After Roland used his theory to mock himself, the anger born out of fear had completely overwhelmed his mind.

Right Fire jumped up, as if forgetting the scene just now, and freed his right hand again.

But this time, the illusory third hand on his shoulder almost overlapped with his own right hand.

The Holy Right was his innate power. Even if it was not completely integrated with himself, the body of Right Fire was the best conductor to release its power.

Therefore, when attacked, the Holy Right will actively disintegrate to protect its master. Because it has lost the conductor used for output, its form will become extremely unstable, and the output power will not only drop significantly, but also become extremely unstable.

But now, Right Fire can't care about so much. Even if this will make his right hand completely collapse, he will let the power of the Holy Right overclock output.

The gorgeous and sacred light suddenly emerged, with a despairing huge power, filling the whole world.

"Use your life to repay the insult suffered by this master!"

"Really powerful."

Looking at the right hand that is more majestic than the stars, Roland exclaimed sincerely.

No matter how unsatisfactory the performance of Right Fire is, it does not affect his admiration for the other party's essential composition of this right hand.

"However, the user is another matter."

Roland whispered, staring at the scene when the third hand on the shoulder of Right Fire moved towards his right hand.

And when they completely overlapped, Roland also took a step forward and cut in the air.

But this time, he was not aiming at the waist of Right Flame, but at his elbow.

What was he trying to do?

The moment he saw this action, Right Flame suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

As if to confirm his intuition, his right hand flew out along with the blood that was spurting out.

Roland grabbed this sacred and noble right arm, his voice calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

"...Look, I got it." (End of this chapter)