Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"A mere half-hearted person, what are you going to do standing in front of a pure demon?"

Othinus said some rude words like curses.

"You're so knowing. What else can I do besides hinder everything you want to accomplish?"

The gloomy blond young man whispered unceremoniously.

"After all, I'm just a dabbler who can neither win you nor kill you. Are you right? A demon who is troubled by his own perfection?"

Orrels had a sarcastic smile that seemed very sincere.

This enthusiasm that seemed to have found the meaning of life even diluted the lifeless disappointment in him.

"..."

Othinus was silent for a moment.

Then, without any warning, a deafening explosion sounded between the two of them again.

Because the interval between explosions was too short, there was only one sound overall, and there was not even anything visible to the naked eye.

But as long as you are at the scene, you can feel the heartfelt horror and unspeakable pressure.

Although in terms of role, he is an old ruler who should be defeated by the correct demon god, this reduction in status cannot change Orelus's power to confront the demon god head-on.

The evenly matched performance in the explosion just now is the best proof.

The one-eyed girl narrowed her eyes and stretched out her slender green fingers to gently lower the edge of the witch's hat.

On this battlefield where there is absolutely no sign of victory or defeat, Orrells has already shown an advantage.

The small defeat did not disturb Othinus' mind. She analyzed the current situation calmly and rationally.

Gremlin is the only one with high-end combat power, and Thor is the only one. If the opponent rebels and he, as the backbone, is unable to take action, there is a high probability that the entire army will be annihilated.

Thinking of this, Othinus glanced at the corner of the hall, where he saw a unconscious girl.

She is also a member of Gremlin, codenamed Throwing Hammer. Because she has the function of providing energy, she still stayed after Marion completed the ceremony and left.

But in the confrontation brought about by the power of the Demonic God Realm, she obviously had no energy left to continue to provide energy.

In this case, although there is only one final step left in the ceremony, it can almost be said that the plan to create the Spear of the Lord has been aborted.

This spiritual equipment itself still has the possibility of recovery, but it is of little use when the external defeat is difficult to reverse.

The eyes of the whole world have probably been focused on this temple. Although they are unlikely to cause any interference to Othinus, they must destroy the unfinished work with Orelus acting as an obstacle. The main god's spear is more than enough.

This is a difference in purpose.

For a world that had never thought of winning from the beginning, no matter how many people were killed in the aftermath of Othinus's battle, as long as the gun was broken into pieces, it would be victory.

"It's really troublesome. Everyone is like this. Can't your mind be clearer?"

Othinus whispered to himself in a disappointed tone.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Who's going to let your own potential play out in a negative way? Even if it's just a small trick, as long as there are enough, it can create a drama that makes God temporarily stop."

"When I came here, I had the awareness of dying together, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

Orrels looked relaxed.

Hearing such words, Othinus blinked his remaining eyes, and his face became increasingly cold.

"Really... In that case, let's do what you said.

"Anyway, it seems that if I want to make a spear according to the original plan, I have to kill you. For the sake of being tricked by you, I will use this half-and-half possibility to fulfill your wish."

The girl's endearingly wet pupils revealed a cold gaze, as if the Orrels in front of her would be frozen into ice.

"I am the God of Magic who can twist the laws of life and death for my own sake. If I can kill you at this price, it can be considered a good deal."

"Hahaha! That's really an honor. But even though I was an impure creature who was supposed to become a demon but stopped midway, I was freed from the possibility of a dilemma. Unlike you who still have to maintain balance, I have a chance of winning. Which one is higher?”

In the air that seemed to be filled with lead, even though Orelus's muscles all over his body were tense, he still aroused Othinus' anger with just a few words.

"Just turn it into nothingness."

Amid Othinus' snoring, a strange voice sounded again.

Tens of millions of explosions instantly flooded the space between the two.

Limited by the constraints and conditions of this world, the power displayed by both sides is incomplete, but even so, this exaggerated power has exceeded the level that can be understood.

No skills required, no tricks.

Ignoring the concept of numbers and the wall of explosion with no end in sight, wrestling with absolute power is the way to communicate at this level.

Just like the two parties are wrestling each other on a seat that they cannot leave, whoever can completely suppress the opponent's power will win.

It can be said to be a battle full of purity.

Although he was already very familiar with this kind of confrontation, Orrels still frowned in the torrent of explosions that seemed to last forever.

Can't win.

In terms of consumption alone, it would be no problem for him to fight for another whole day, but this would not change the final outcome.

Orrels himself is also a legend in many people's mouths, but at the level that he should have become a demon god, he can never be compared with the real demon god.

In terms of total strength, the two are not at the same level at all.

This balance of power is only due to the fact that Othinus suffered backlash when making the spear and has not fully recovered, and Orelus is constantly using his own power to respond to the possibility of the girl's failure.

But the initiative is still in the hands of the other party.

Unless she also has unlimited possibilities, no matter how close Othinus is to defeat, she still has the probability of success.

As long as the time of the event is delayed long enough and the number of trials and errors is enough, there will always be a success.

"And there are so many variables."

There was no room for Orrels to let his guard down when there was a monster who was not inferior to Othinus in the outside world.

Although in his plan, the other party's role is the straw that saves the drowning man, he also knows very well that if the timing is not right, that seemingly flimsy straw will in turn break the camel called the world.

Orrels' expression became increasingly grim.

He glanced at the spear that was still a few inches short of the center pool.

After destroying this last trace, the strategic goal this time has been achieved. At that time, whether it is to continue fighting or to take the opportunity to slip away, there is a lot to do.

He is not trapped by the infinite possibilities, and there is no need to fight with Othinus here.

"This war will be over soon."

The moment the words fell, Orrells gritted his teeth and took the risk to further expand the scale of the explosion.

Othinus frowned when he realized what he wanted to do, but after starting the contest, if he quit midway, he would undoubtedly reduce all the possibilities accumulated in the previous battle to zero, and then he would have to start accumulating again.

Therefore, she had no choice but to follow Orrells' actions and increase the chips on the gambling table again.

"boom--"

A pure white flash of light suddenly exploded in the Ship Cemetery, and the scene was as stunning as the rising sun, even causing a rainbow to appear around it.

Seeing the extremely embarrassed figure rolling out of the dust mist after the explosion disappeared, Othinus couldn't help but have a flash of confusion in his remaining eyes.

That's Orrells.

She didn't encounter the possibility of success just now, but why did the other party fly backwards?

However, before she could seek the answer, a voice in the sky answered her question.

"Why do you say the war is over?"

The sky-covering dragon shadow shrouded the Ship Cemetery, and a strange sense of oppression filled the entire battlefield, causing the unconscious Throwing Hammer to tremble silently.

It was as if what was flowing in her body was no longer ether, but heavy mercury.

Fortunately, when this invisible pressure was about to break her spirit, the shadows around her had already swallowed her up.

The young man standing on top of the dragon's shadow fell from the sky, and Orrels' embarrassed figure was reflected in his true red eyes that showed no emotion.

"Before eating the main meal, I wanted to use the method of stealing desserts to withdraw from the banquet without any regard for the feelings of other guests..."

Although Roland's voice was soft, it made people shudder.

"Good Samaritan passing by, you've crossed a line."

Good Samaritans passing by...

Orrels was startled for a moment, then reacted immediately.

In order to stop Othinus, he quietly left clues, trying to use Roland's power and himself as a back-up to stop Othinus' actions.

With the other party's wanton style, he would never allow himself to take the opportunity to leave after causing trouble.

He and Othinus were probably both his intended targets for elimination.

It's no secret that Roland has some purpose and desire for world domination.

Judging from the oppressive feeling on the opponent's body that belongs exclusively to the Demon God, it is obvious that he has already entered this field. Therefore, he is also very aware of the instability caused by allowing such an enemy to be exposed, so naturally he will not let this good opportunity pass. .

"It's really an unexpected line of divergence. In the current world, new ones of the same kind have actually been born."

Othinus, who was watching intently, roughly guessed what was going on.

Feeling Roland's breath, she recalled the encounter a year ago without any emotion, and her voice, as clear as raindrops falling on the lake, also had a hint of displeasure.

"...In other words, were you here to tease me?"

"tease?"

Roland was stunned for a moment before he realized what the girl was referring to.

When he first entered the Demonic Forbidden City, he lost all possibilities and was captured by Othinus' gravity when he invaded the world.

Although the final outcome ended with him disappearing, he suddenly reappeared just a year later, and stepped directly into the realm of demons from ordinary humans.

Such a contrast is too huge. Even with Othinus's qualifications, he wouldn't think that someone could grow to this point in about a year?

From Othinus's perspective, he was completely pretending to be weak at that time. His attitude of calmly waiting for her to attack and not even resisting was a mockery of the fact that she, as a demon god, had fallen into such an embarrassing situation.

"It's really a huge misunderstanding. Those words were spoken from the bottom of my heart." Roland shook his head helplessly, "It's better to say that we are the same kind of people who are limited by fate. It's hard for me not to feel the same way."

"Feel the same?...Hmph"

Chewing on this word, the girl stared at Roland intently, her tone still lacking in fluctuations, but the last cold snort still exposed the fluctuations in her heart.

Unlike Orrels, who was born because she gave up her power and got stuck in a bug in the world, Roland's power is very pure, and he is a strong man who can step into the realm of the devil at any time and be on an equal footing with her.

Therefore, Othinus also restrained his arrogance and showed some real emotions.

"Whether your words are true or not, I will use my strength to personally verify them later. However, it is just a matter of priority to stop Orrels, but I who want to forge a gun and you who are born in this world should be incompatible. We will meet each other." It’s time for a big fight.”

Othinus' deep green eyes flashed with a faint light.

"Although battle is indeed inevitable, I am not a fighting weapon. The combination of likes, dislikes, interests, and emotions is the principle of my actions. If I pay too much attention to you and let him run away, won't it be troublesome? ?”

"Although it's rude to say this, I don't intend to take it back."

Roland smiled with ease and shrugged happily.

"——You two are the targets I want to solve."

There was no sense of estrangement or unfamiliarity between the two, and they had a natural conversation as if they were friends who fell in love with each other at first sight, which made Orrels look dumbfounded when he stood up again.

What is going on?

When did the two of them cross paths?

But that's not important.

The attitude in Roland's words made Orrells feel uneasy for no reason.

"The grudges in the past are fine, and after the battle, you can do whatever you want with me, but now Othinus is our common enemy. She is an undead from the old era, and the new era should not be allowed to carry her. wish.”

Seeing that the originally three-legged situation suddenly became ambiguous, he quickly spoke out to get angry.

"Even Gremlin, who was made by himself, is only regarded by Othinus as a chess piece that can be replaced at any time. She who has no nostalgia for anything in this world is the biggest threat."

Although Roland is regarded as a monster second only to Othinus, and he also has the idea of ​​​​exploiting and maybe killing two birds with one stone, Orrels is not completely foolhardy.

He quickly grasped the core contradiction that Othinus' restoration would destroy the world, and tried to pull Roland into his camp.

Since both of them want the world to continue, they are both on one side, right?

However--

The light that overcame everything bloomed again.

Orrels was slightly startled, and subconsciously followed his instincts and suddenly set off the same explosive wall as before.

But this time, the force that was enough to hold Othinus in a stalemate did not make any achievements. On the contrary, they were easily pushed away like water splashes.

"Being smart."

Amidst Roland's sneer, the divine hand rose from his right shoulder and spanned the space, slapping Orrels away like a ball, spinning freely in the air, and finally smashed into the ground.

"What?"

Orrels looked stunned and suddenly screamed.

With the pros and cons clearly laid out in front of him, why did Roland still choose to be enemies with him and Othinus at the same time?

Compared to him who was alone, Roland, who had a family in the world, probably didn't want to see the enemy who overturned the table appear.

"What you think is too complicated. Any action must have a satisfactory reward before it can be established. I will take action against you just for a very simple reason."

Roland opened his mouth slightly. Although the explosions around him did not stop, his voice still reached Orrells's ears miraculously.

With Orrels' shocked and distorted expression, Roland, who pinned him to the ground with only one hand and couldn't move, said this righteously.

"——Orelles, you are too dangerous." (End of this chapter)