Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Crack——"

Starting from Roland's finger, light particles poured down like a river, like the hot magma falling from a volcanic eruption.

Then, fine cracks spread rapidly on Katina I.

Kaelissa showed a serious expression.

She could feel that the burning invisible mass was slowly filling the surrounding environment. Because the integrity of the carrier was damaged, Michael's angel power had gradually escaped from Katina I.

But this is not the point.

Although Katina I is hard, it is not indestructible. It is natural to encounter such a monster that it will be damaged.

The problem is that the power in her body is decreasing at an alarming rate, far exceeding the speed of the angel power overflowing.

But the strange thing is that although she clearly felt that her power was constantly decreasing, Kaelissa did not feel any fatigue or pain.

Rather than saying that her power was taken away, this change is more like her conceptual state being refreshed.

Just like removing the dross and keeping the essence, the game with all the mods is returned to the original version.

The original concept of the King of Britain, which has been confused by history and culture in definition, is being extracted bit by bit by this man.

"...Huh."

Roland sighed softly.

Although he had previously disliked the fact that the Katina was not satisfactory as a weapon.

But thinking about it the other way around, it is more appropriate to just treat it as a material.

If his self-awareness is too strong, he may have to spend more effort, after all, extracting the concept as a key is also a delicate job.

Moreover, because of the importance of the participants, he will not allow himself to be careless or make mistakes.

Then, Roland focused his attention on the seal on his hand.

In his dark red eyes, all the extra emotions disappeared, leaving only a growing smile.

It was like seeing a cat that couldn't wait to pounce on him and act coquettishly when he opened the door.

As if sensing Roland's emotions, the light particles that were so pure that there was no trace of flaws also moved freely.

In an instant, the erupting magic power directly penetrated the ceiling of the castle and pierced into the iron-gray clouds on the night sky, breaking a big hole.

Amid the heavy roar, the wonder of the reversal of day and night appeared.

The center of the big hole in the cloud fell along the path of the light column, generously dropping the warm and sacred light, as if opening the door of heaven to welcome the innocent.

At first it was just a little bit, but as the light column fell, strands of light gathered together, covering the sky and the earth, roaring like a flood, shining against each other, sweeping away the darkness of the castle.

In this dazzling light, even Kailisha, who could calmly deal with Roland's unreasonable demands, couldn't help but be a little stunned at this moment.

Such a spectacular scene, even if she was still in London, she couldn't fail to notice it.

What's more, now she is at the center of the change at a close distance, watching all this happen.

However, although she had a premonition that something big was coming, the scene in front of her was beyond her expectations.

"Girl?"

Yes, the center of the flame that illuminated the night was like a small sun.

When the dazzling light faded, what appeared was not a spiritual outfit that was even better than Katina, but a petite girl.

The girl's beautiful body was tightly wrapped in a tight uniform.

She wore gray knee-high socks under her skirt, revealing a thigh with a warm jade-like luster.

Her long silver hair, which seemed to be shining, was draped behind her, and no expression could be seen on her delicate doll-like face.

There was no dust or blood on her body. Although there were collapsed walls and scattered stones nearby, the girl still had the innate nobility and holiness.

It was like a fairy descending to the world.

In addition to being surprised, Kailisha couldn't help but have such thoughts in her heart.

Although using the word "angel" to describe her might be more appropriate for such a gorgeous appearance, the word "fairy" is definitely not her prejudice.

Although the girl is also sacred and respectable, if we talk about the first impression, the most accurate description is a dream bubble that bursts with a poke.

Not like a thing in the human world.

Perhaps only creatures connected to the world can have this clarity and beauty that makes people of the same sex unable to help but be moved.

What's more, she saw it clearly just now, and what gathered into the girl's body was the real ether.

The pure magic power that can only be possessed by the age of gods, if the earth veins are the blood vessels of the world, then the ether flowing in them is the blood of the world used to create all things and miracles.

This essential difference is still easy for Kailisha, who was just blessed by the power of angels, to distinguish this.

Although she is just an ordinary magician in terms of magic technology, Kailisha, who was born in the royal family, is not inferior to many famous scholars in terms of knowledge.

Because of the convenient environment of phase, if you don't take the initiative to roll, you will become the one who lags behind, so it is very common to use concepts to fight concepts in Magical Index.

Using ritual magic to use the history and culture accumulated by civilization or individuals, and then using the power of a higher dimension to give props laws and meanings, this is the way to create spiritual equipment.

And the top-level spiritual equipment is nothing but the holy relics left by the legendary genuine ones.

The Roman Orthodox Apostle Cross and the Katina in her hand are the best evidence. Each piece is almost impossible to copy and requires a long period of historical accumulation to form.

But the girl who uses ether to shape her body is obviously not that simple.

Any crystallization of human fantasy cannot be compared with it, because this miracle of materialization can only be bred by the world itself.

There is no doubt about it.

This girl is undoubtedly a living conceptual equipment that goes one step further than the spiritual equipment.

If she returns to the mythological era, the girl in front of her will definitely be called the Fairy of the Lake.

Even if she has already understood that after embarking on this difficult and dangerous rebellious road, what she has to face is the waves and malice from the times.

But when she saw the legend that created the legend of King Arthur and laid the foundation of Britain standing in front of her at this moment, Kaelissa still showed a complicated expression.

However, isn’t it a bit strange that the Fairy of the Lake in the myth also wears knee-high socks?

"Ester, long time no see."

Without paying attention to Kaylissa's random thoughts, Roland calmly read out the girl's name.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

Ester shook her head and rejected Roland's apology.

If you have to say it, her jealous reaction can be said to be the most obvious one among Roland's harem. When they were wrong, Roland spent much more time coaxing her than in battle.

But this kind of emotion is also divided into different types.

Being unhappy because of seeing the master and the girl being affectionate is different from the master apologizing for not being able to keep up with his battle.

"Ester is the master's sword. No matter what, I will clear everything for you."

After noticing Roland's apologetic gaze, her arms also wrapped around him.

In the warm and soft touch, the girl's fragrance immediately surrounded Roland's nose, and his ears also heard a heart-itching whisper.

The warm breath blew on his face, with a little teasing, and Roland clearly understood the girl's determination.

During the time of the Earthly Error, Esther was still an indispensable good helper for Roland. The same was true when he entered Type-Moon for the second time. This holy sword was never absent in almost all important battles.

But as the ritual of paradox entered the second stage, for Roland who had already obtained Made in Heaven and even usurped half of the world line of Type-Moon, Esther's chances of appearing were greatly reduced.

The world that Roland traveled through was too magnificent, which made her situation a little embarrassing.

There was no need for too weak enemies. Strong enemies like the God of War could only play a limited role. The Winged Serpent was different. Roland even had to worry about her being damaged.

For Esther, such a blow was much greater than having a few more vixens.

"You have done very well."

Roland seemed to notice Esther's mood, touched the girl's head with his free hand, and smiled slightly.

"Moreover, since the only remaining key factor has finally been obtained, there is only one step away from the final transformation."

Unlike other harems who can do logistics, as a natural combat weapon, he is not unaware that Esther is gradually unable to keep up with him.

Although because of the contract with Roland, Esther, as an elf, has long surpassed the original in strength and has begun to climb further.

But it is still a bit too difficult for her to compare her growth rate with a hacker like me.

Fortunately, if only in terms of talent, Esther's potential is still very high. After returning to Type-Moon with Roland, she obtained the conceptual feedback of the Holy Sword of the Stars through the connection of the contract, allowing Roland to find new possibilities.

If everything goes well, the power of Esther will undoubtedly grow again.

It's just that the element of the Holy Sword of the Stars was not enough to interfere with the world's choice at that time, so Esther continued to sleep and absorbed Roland's power as much as possible to strengthen herself.

And now, the materials that meet the requirements in terms of strength and concept have come to her.

Esther looked at the Katina in Roland's hand quietly, with a star-like glow in her beautiful eyes.

"——Master, please use me."

Roland did not reply, because the act of taking the girl's hand was more powerful than any words.

"Cold Queen of Steel, the holy sword that slays demons and monsters!——Transform into a sword of steel here and give me divine power!"

When Roland recited the long-lost words, the next moment, the flowing light rushed into his hands like a moth to a flame, and quickly covered Esther's body.

When the light that bloomed like a flower broke, what appeared in Roland's hand was a silver-white holy sword.

Compared with the Western-style Katina, this holy sword is more like a fantasy in a fairy tale.

Flowing from the tip of the sword, the gorgeous golden lines covering the entire sword body, and the front end of the hilt is also embedded with a sacred crystal, with a water-like aura flowing on it, as if it has life and follows the rhythm of breathing, flashing an obscure light.

No explanation is needed, you will understand it the moment you see it.

——This is the proof of a hero.

The intuition honed on the battlefield overcame Kaelissa's sensibility. When she saw Roland holding Esther, she took the initiative to let go of her hand, used the remaining strength in her body to strengthen her body, and retreated violently behind her.

But even though her reaction was faster than everyone else's, it was still slower than the light itself.

At the moment when Esther appeared in the original holy sword form, the already overwhelmed Katina completely exploded, and the flying fragments were like shells that could penetrate everything, shooting out towards the surroundings.

Although Kaelissa, who was the first to face this wave of attacks, still had the physique of a saint in terms of the remaining angel power, she was still knocked back several steps and her body was riddled with holes.

The metal fragments contained unparalleled power. Even if they were resisted by her skin, they still had enough stamina, cutting flesh and blood like a wheel, trying to drill through the obstacles in front of them.

Blood sprayed out wantonly, dyeing Kaelissa's bright red skirt with a deeper dark red.

Just when she thought she might die at this moment, all the fragments suddenly stopped moving.

They were like star sand broken from a bottle, flashing with illusory light, and rushed towards Roland again.

But after seeing this scene, Kaelissa didn't even have the energy to feel the joy after being saved.

Because her physical state had been refreshed again, the blessing of the King of Britain, which originally coexisted with the remaining angelic power, also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

This only means one thing, when the old Sword of King Selection was destroyed, the new Sword of King Selection already has its own owner.

The angelic power of Catina II, which should have returned to the standby after losing its carrier, now flows into the holy sword like a swallow throwing itself into the arms, which is the best proof.

In front of the orthodoxy, the replica forged by later generations has no competitiveness at all.

"How is it possible to re-forge it with the already formed concept weapons as materials?!"

Kaelissa looked at Roland in front of her in disbelief.

The upright face, the gentle and indifferent temperament, and the transcendence that seemed to reflect the whole world.

Although it is easy to make people like him and he also shows a terrifying power, Kaelissa also admits that this man does not have any temperament of a warrior or craftsman.

But even such a man has accomplished a scene that even the skilled craftsmen in the myth cannot do.

This is against common sense, just like King Arthur lost his old sword of the king, and only the fairy of the lake can give him the second holy sword.

Concepts born from legends must also be restricted.

Just like European countries cannot resist the Roman Orthodox Church, the second king in Eliza's hands is no different from scrap metal in front of the genuine one in Kaelissa's hands.

In the face of the power of this destiny, no one should be able to disobey.

Kaelissa could not understand how Roland did this, just as she would subconsciously refute Roland for ignoring Katina's Dimension Slash.

However, the facts in front of her could not be falsified.

Although the posture of the holy sword did not change, looking at Esther and Roland holding her at this moment, Kaelissa had personally experienced the instinct to kneel down and obey.

She knew clearly that everything was a foregone conclusion.

Even if Britain could win back the victory from Roland, the concept of the Sword of the King would only be forever tied to the elf named Esther.

The name Katina has been completely out of print in the Sword of the King series, and has completely become a counterfeit that imitates its function.

At this moment, Roland is the legitimate king of this land.

And how difficult it is to resist the power of the head of state who holds the Sword of the King. Her mother Queen Eliza, who has been dominating the country for more than 30 years but can only be slaughtered, has personally demonstrated it to her.

The moment she realized this, Kailisa decisively issued a decision.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

She stared at the Knight Commander who rushed over with a fierce look, and roared reluctantly.

"Everyone retreat!!!" (End of this chapter)