Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

A little flash.

When the monk realized the name of the killing blow in the gap between the fierce wind pressure and the moment of ten thousand equal divisions.

It was over.

The monk's mummy-like body was like being put into a high-speed centrifuge, and some characteristics began to emerge from the inside in the rotation brought by a million trillion forces.

This made the monk, who had already integrated into the six realms of his own body, gradually collapse due to the vibration brought by flesh and blood.

Before the next moment, the demon monk who had transcended the six realms and ascended to the position of Buddha would turn into a pool of ashes without even a trace.

This is really...

"It fits the fate of a wanton lunatic like me."

After receiving Roland's killing intent without any factors and ignoring his own world, the monk who was pierced instead smiled slightly inexplicably.

"I've seen many people like you who want to save humanity all day long, but are trapped by obsession because of their own experiences, fantasize about themselves, and break down their defenses."

"Compared to persuasion or help, death is your only salvation. There are some things that you can't understand if you don't die last time."

Roland's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the monk who had lost the focus of his eyes and was left struggling and gradually turning into light particles.

"How is it, do you feel a little relieved?"

"Of course--"

The monk's face, which always showed hatred and distress, also took on a bit of peace for a long time.

His ritual is to pursue realm and wisdom in death.

Although he will be troubled by obsession and fate when he is alive, since he has the qualifications to become a demon god, at the moment of death, there must be only pure Buddha nature in the monk's heart.

So, the monk who broke down his defense because of a small failure and unhappiness before, can now understand everything miraculously.

The fundamental reason for his confusion is the tragedy of the last link in his demon god ritual.

Because he lost the standard of the ritual, he could only regard his fate as the Buddha that humans expected and could save all living beings, so it would change constantly.

But this was just the prejudice brought by his deep obsession.

All living beings did not expect malice so much, nor did they pursue kindness so much.

They just ran as gears according to the rules of the world and their own way.

He was never a real Buddha.

This was not because the monk did not get his responsibilities, but because the existence of the demon god was a magician who stepped into the realm of God and gained power.

Even without seeing the fact that the lamp was dark, the monk would fall into the first ending of death.

Just as Roland said, when he arbitrarily imposed this fate on all humans in order to save all living beings, the demon god named monk became an indispensable part of the invisible chain that he vowed to break.

If you want to create new rules, there is no other choice but to destroy the old shackles.

From the moment the hidden world was destroyed, the fate of the demon monk had begun to count down.

Come to think of it, this is also the reason why Silver Star went into the secluded world alone and confronted many demons without fear?

He is an extremely cold rationalist, but he is crazier than anyone else.

Although he curses the imperfection of human beings, he still chooses marriage after seeing the fate.

He thinks that human emotions are impurities, but he will leave transparent tears in his diary on the day his biological daughter died.

Although he is an expert in magic, he is interested in the path of science.

He is an ambitious man who plans and schemes, but he is willing to take the initiative to entrust his hope to the unknown outside the world.

Before he was enlightened, the monk used his desire as thick as gravy to laugh at Aleister's stupidity.

But now, he inexplicably understands the other party's thoughts.

That is as simple as the reason why Aleister refused the position of demon god.

If he is destined to abandon the past for the power of God, he would rather choose to give up and stay in the same field with his family.

Aleister never believed in Roland, he just simply believed in the possibility of {human}.

"If you have a chance, please convey my apology to Aleister in return... No, there is no reason for the redeemed to repay the victor."

Before the clarity and end brought by death, the monk sighed softly.

"Just treat it as the ravings of a pathetic fool when he is enlightened, because the person who solves the disaster and is praised is the hero on the stage."

"But let the disaster end smoothly without losing anyone. This kind of dream is the source of everything that expects God."

The monk stared at Roland, as if he was a person who had stood for a lifetime and felt the same feeling as when he sat down for the first time, and said softly.

"Even if you were a 'human' before, after killing the demon god, you can never return to your previous realm."

"One day is a demon god, and a lifetime is a demon god. If the gods also maintain the mentality of mortals like us, they will regret it sooner or later."

"Only absolute happiness can accompany enlightenment."

In this expectation that is hard to say whether it is a curse or a blessing, the demon monk completely turned into ashes.

Roland calmly watched the light particles that scattered like sand. He did not comment on the answer, but nodded as if it was a matter of course.

If they were not irreconcilable enemies, Roland would actually want to negotiate with the existence of the demon god.

As the most worthy existence of the title of Transcendent that he has met so far, although it inevitably has various flaws, it is a very remarkable thing that it can achieve such a level under the limitation of the world view.

The process from Roland and the monk to directly tearing it apart is indeed very smooth.

First, use a large range of power to suppress the field, so that the enemy will actively expose its flaws in the endless retreat, and then directly open the secret in the midfield to end the opponent's life.

But talk is talk, and action is action.

This purity tactic itself is also based on the premise of one-on-one.

This is not because the strength of these demons is so unmatched.

In fact, the threat of actively dividing your demons with infinite spells has been greatly reduced.

If it is a magician of Aleister's level, combined with the demon parameters that have been collected, it is completely possible to kill the demons through sneak attacks with magic similar to fairy magic like Orelus, and even further trip them up.

With his anti-magic drive armor combined with magnetic field rotation, it can be said that one hit is accurate.

Although their power was weakened, the attitude of the demons had not yet adjusted from before. This contempt for humans was their fatal weakness that they could not make up for.

But because Roland had two buffs, one from another world and the other from the same kind, the other demons were reckless. When they really fought and used their ultimate moves, they were faster than each other, without any hesitation.

So after consideration, Roland left the magic armor made by Aleister to him as a backup, so that he could use it at a more critical moment.

Seeing that everything seemed to be over, Shokuhou Misaki also patted her plump chest, showing a relieved look.

But just as she was about to meet him, the invisible force restricted her legs.

Because the source of power was close at hand, the girl did not act on her own, but just raised her head in confusion.

Then, before Roland could explain, she understood the reason for this behavior.

In the sky that was revealed to its original blue color due to the death of the monk, cracks on the verge of limit suddenly appeared.

It was like being bitten fiercely by an invisible beast with its bloody mouth. From the depth of the gap, there were jagged spatial sections.

When——

Under this invisible pressure, the barrier protecting the entire Academy City shattered, and the outside atmosphere rushed in like a wanderer returning home.

But as soon as they touched the edge of the barrier, they turned into steam that was like a fire cloud.

Under the power of the world being on the verge of destruction, with those cracks as the starting point, this earth with a strengthened magnetic field was on the critical point of destruction.

"Lord Roland... what is that?"

The girl's charming voice was trembling.

Shokuhou Misaki couldn't control her amazement and stared at this hellish scene in a daze.

"The aftermath of the God of Death's attack," Roland raised his mouth helplessly. "After creating a limited difference, the monk is more fragile than I thought, but there is nothing I can do, after all, it is a trillion power."

Even if he was contained by Roland's infinity and lost his immortality, in that round, the second blow to kill the monk must also exceed the finite in the infinite.

As the power of the hexagon, the rotation of the magnetic field may not necessarily satisfy people, but it will never disappoint people.

As the ultimate blow that an individual can make, the power of one trillion is quite standard.

It can destroy a universe and create a universe.

That's why Roland used the extra points belonging to the magnetic field demon to deal with all this.

But although this standard and safe way can make the monk fall into death without even struggling, since this result is established, it is also destined that this blow will have aftereffects.

"Hey!"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. After all, it's just the aftermath. I can fix it with a wave of my hand."

"That's the point. You have no intention of fixing it, right?"

Shokuhou Misaki complained instinctively, but her exclamation still didn't move Roland's attitude of throwing things around.

"Because there's no need for it. Someone else has already done it. Why should I take on such a hard job?"

As Roland's voice fell lightly, another buzzing sound also sounded.

It was a sharp sound like a tinsel.

In Shokuhou Misaki's surprised sight, glittering, all kinds of strange weapons suddenly appeared and flew towards the horrifying crack in the sky.

After a movement like a veil brushing across the skin, the high temperature and smoke dissipated into thin air.

Repairing the world so easily is definitely not the power of a magician.

It's okay to just destroy it, but magicians are quite limited by the world in other aspects.

Obviously, a third party has intervened in this battle.

No, it's more appropriate to say that they are late enemies rather than third parties.

"Good treasures."

Roland looked calm, and after seeing some of the weapons that he vaguely remembered, his smile became even gentler.

"Although you're a little late, it's a good sign that you're the first one to come in such a nostalgic phase."

He looked at the girl who walked out leisurely, stepping on those treasures, and his eyes flickered.

"How dare you say that! You blew up the world and didn't care about it anymore, and let the invaders clean up the mess for you. You've completely reversed our positions!"

Stepping on the fragments of the sky, the queen put her hands on her hips and looked at Roland with an unhappy face.

"Maybe, but the fact that you are a little late will not change. Are you too immersed in this world?"

Roland raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

Although they are on the other side of the world, this distance is just a matter of thought for the demon god.

Roland thought that at the moment of the death of the monk, they would be able to seamlessly connect after sensing this fact. Unexpectedly, even the fastest queen was a few seconds later than he expected.

"It's really unpleasant to be familiar, but I can't refute it."

The queen frowned and muttered softly.

"As you said, unlike other guys who think deeply, I am the kind of person who focuses more on action than answers, so I always take the lead."

"After all, it is a big event like the killing of the monk. Even if we are prepared for the victims, it is still very worrying that the safety measures are not effective at all."

The queen shook the sleeves of her cheongsam and covered the corners of her mouth with the cuffs.

"To be honest, even I had the timid thought of 'what to do' when I first heard the news."

"Unlike the simple matter of picking the stars, even if I split myself, I can't imagine how to kill a demon god who is not careless and is giving it his all in such a short time."

"As expected of Roland, he easily did what we demon gods can't do. It's really admirable."

Facing the death of the monk, the queen still maintained the image of a demon god.

But from her words, it is enough to understand that she did not accept the scene in front of her, but because she didn't know which direction to think from, she was so calm.

Just like an overloaded machine, even the parts that make the emotional gears turn correctly have been stuck.

Before feeling deep sadness, the queen first had doubts.

She had doubts about the so-called gods being allowed to die, so she rushed in first, wanting to use her actions to force the entire True Gremlin to operate in advance and get the answer.

"I see," Roland shrugged in understanding, "So, where are your companions?"

The queen narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice was crisp and cold.

"When we were talking just now, they were all here."

"Although the fun of distorting the world will involve a lot of their minds, no one will be late for such a serious matter as the death of their own kind."

A dry and strong sense of oppression suddenly descended.

One after another, figures slowly emerged with Roland's position as the center.

In the eyes of bystanders, the whole scenery may feel like a mirage shaking.

Even if the demons who have been weakened cannot adjust the phase at will, the overlap of the end of the road they represent is enough to produce an ending that almost stops the world.

Roland subconsciously scanned the figures around him, and just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly stunned.

Because, after these uninvited enemies gathered together, compared with threats, discussions, and oppression, he got a somewhat incredible invitation.

"As the queen said, compared to the means that can kill the monk, distorting the world itself is nothing, so..."

The beautiful woman with brown skin covered with bandages and a graceful figure leaned gently on Roland, hugged his hand, and exhaled sweetly.

"Don't you want to have a shot?" (End of this chapter)