Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The golden sea of ​​fire that fell from the sky swept everything.

The atmosphere, which was originally snow-white and seemed to be frozen into a cliff that could collapse at any time, was also liberated.

The golden flame formed by magic power was inherently immortal, and it became more and more intense when the white horse incarnation took the initiative to act as a new satellite to orbit the earth.

"Huh..."

Nephthys breathed a sigh of relief at the burning sensation behind her neck.

Looking at the surrounding scene, she had guessed Roland's purpose.

Although there was no way to directly eliminate the influence of the two full-blown demons, could she tamper with the mechanism?

In the case of being separated by a world, Proserpina could only play chess in the air, and could not directly ignite the demon power as gunpowder, but needed to indirectly affect it through the carrier of the spell.

In this case, she used pure temperature to attenuate the effect of the destroyed structure and the decay of the world in the ice, and strived for greater output.

"Although he has only been a demon god for a short time, he seems to be more familiar with the vision after becoming omnipotent than all of us, as if he had a more convenient experience before... Is there really someone in this world who understands omnipotence before gaining infinity?"

Thinking so, Nephthys secretly looked at Roland's expression.

Because the gap between humans and demon gods is too huge, it is also a long process for new demon gods to learn this luxury. In addition to the power of their own divinity, most demon gods slowly understand the weight of the word omnipotence in the process of destroying the world.

But from the face of the young man with a gentle smile, he has obviously been accustomed to this method of holding the stars and the moon.

So much so that he casually called this method that could easily evaporate the original solar system a greeting gift, as if it was just a ritual of spreading a new tablecloth to welcome guests.

Even if the time spent or the number of times he abused his power, the other party should not even be a fraction of what the youngest Othinus had experienced.

Nephthys raised her vigilance to the extreme.

But the smile on her face became even more charming, and she even gently touched her red lips, revealing a self-centered smile that was obviously malicious.

Like a child who saw a prank was about to succeed,

Roland did not pay attention to Nephthys' smile.

In fact, the same was true for the other people on the battlefield. Although she acted like the spokesperson of the demons, it was a recognized fact that Nephthys did not like fighting. In most cases, she would only play a supporting role.

In this beautiful scene where the sun was patrolling around the earth, even the strengthened earth could not bear it, and no corner of the world was at peace.

But for the demons who could spend their days leisurely on the exploding planet, this was probably more like the enthusiastic cheers of the audience in the arena.

"Boom--!"

In an instant, the flash gun that seemed to penetrate the planet like a skewer suddenly lit up like a star, and fell from the sky following the trajectory of Roland's white horse.

The demon with a strange prosthetic leg with a round mirror still maintained the throwing posture.

He is the demon god Tezcatlipoca from Aztec mythology. Of course, most people are more accustomed to calling him by the meaning of his name than by this tongue-twisting foreign name.

Smoke Mirror.

As the developer of the sun god and fire, compared with the sun gods in other myths who have the power to create the world and spread light, Smoke Mirror is not bound by this tradition due to his phase of origin.

He is more willing to use this power to spread death, thereby manipulating the fate of mankind and obtaining the desired sacrifice.

So, after seeing Roland use the power of the sun and fire to shape the battlefield in the beginning, making his favorite tactics become a copycat.

Naturally... Smoke Mirror was angry!

He directly threw out the Sky Spear, which was really powerful, and wanted to blast the planet to pieces as a way to respond to Roland.

Roland did not even raise his eyelids, and had no intention of dodging.

He raised his fair hand and grabbed the tip of the gun.

The Sky Spear, like lightning, came at him head-on. Judging from its huge size like a beam of light, it would not be surprising if Roland's entire body was burned to ashes, not to mention his hands.

However, this ridiculously huge beam of light stopped incredibly when it touched the white jade-like palm.

It seemed to have turned into some kind of real object, unable to move between Roland's five fingers, as if he had fallen into the Five Finger Mountain.

"I can't understand it--"

Smoke Mirror frowned slightly.

This fearless demon god could not understand the principle in front of him.

If he had only relied on the power of the sun god related to the white horse to resist his Sky Spear, it would have been fine, but why could the other party even interfere with the Sky Spear itself?

This was his unique trick as an Aztec demon god. Even if they were both demon gods, there was no possibility of replicating it. Could it be that Roland was using other unknown means to deliberately create a scene that would make him misjudge...

This thought had not yet been confirmed in his mind, and Roland's Sky Spear, which turned around and hit Nuada directly, denied this with the smoke mirror.

——Beep!

The blast raged, and the burning flash set off a surging flame, knocking Nuada down with the new toy formed by the beetle beside him.

In the blink of an eye, the one-armed god of war turned into a blazing cannonball, opening up an empty passage.

At the end of the passage, an explosion like a volcanic eruption erupted violently.

In a one-on-many situation, the gap in realm was enough for Roland to still handle it with ease.

However, it was just at ease.

"Awesome, awesome! Look, Nephthys, Nuada was beaten up like a super idiot."

The excited queen shouted and called her companions.

"Don't be too careless. When facing the unknown, it is a safe tactic to define the scope and use time to determine the truth."

"No problem, leave it to me! Just come to help me!"

"There is really no way..."

Seeing the queen's happy look, Nephthys also came to her companions and walked side by side with her, with tears in her eyes.

The blessed queen also showed a ferocious smile and lifted the hem of her clothes that was already on the verge of exposure without hesitation.

The girl's mini cheongsam was decorated with an arched posture on her open chest. Her slender legs were already conspicuous and dangerous. This elegant and seductive action was even more exciting.

But what was revealed there was not some exciting forbidden scenery, but a strange sound.

It was like the crisp sound of a metal sheet being flicked by a fingertip.

At the beautiful moment when the empress showed her curves with her whole body, the sound of her clothes and sleeves rang out like a life.

In the ripples of the void, swords, guns, axes, and various strange weapons rushed out.

It looked like a mess of stationery inserted in a pen holder.

This was not from any religion or history book, but only from the weapons held by the immortals in Chinese mythology.

The first few styles and effects made Roland feel particularly familiar.

Axe that can split mountains with one strike, unique shape, three-pointed two-edged long sword, glittering whip, if this scene is picked out alone, some people will believe that it is a re-enactment of the Investiture of the Gods.

Because some are also well-known worldwide, while some can't even find their source, and there are too many of them, the queen can only use the appropriate name of treasure and classify and manage them according to their functions.

But this overwhelming, seemingly all-encompassing torrent of weapons usually has a shocking effect when it first appears.

But in the face of this fierce attack, Roland just took a slight step and turned his wrist slowly.

So, in the turbulent flames and the broken pale mist, the torrent of treasures suddenly disappeared.

This is not because Roland used space transfer, but because his speed was too fast, which has surpassed the capture of cause and effect.

Thanks to a certain golden guy, Roland already has sufficient experience in this kind of battle method.

Using numbers to make up for power and special attacks, a move that can counter everything may be a little tricky for humans who are still playing with concepts, but when you go up a level and touch the realm of God, you can counter any move.

Since it is a situation where the effect is activated, just use the mechanism of the universe to activate it but it doesn't work.

But the surging atmosphere still hasn't stopped its wailing.

"Ahaha!"

Behind the rushing weapons, the petite queen was not angry but happy, showing an excited smile.

Unlike the hero king who is better at suppressing people with force than close combat, she is a sublimated corpse immortal and has no weakness in close combat.

Compared with hitting people with treasures, close combat is more in line with the preferences of this demon god.

Like a child pretending to be an airplane, the queen rushed towards Roland along the atmosphere swept by the treasure.

She even licked her lips in an inappropriate sexy way.

"It's too much to be able to control the cause and effect in such a way when the output range is invisibly confined. This is simply the embodiment of miracles."

Feeling the fear brought by the enemy in front of her, the queen's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The girl waved her arms lightly, and what emerged from the wide sleeves was not her slender white jade fingers, but exactly five high-speed rotating chain saw swords.

The queen raised her ferocious long nails without hesitation and attacked Roland with the momentum of tearing the heretic into pieces.

But the fierce attack did not achieve any effect.

Under Roland's ordinary fist without any fluctuations, the chain saw sword transformed by the girl's fingers was shattered with a bang. A few fragments flew everywhere like exploding fireworks, and more were directly crushed into dust and scattered in the atmosphere.

"Baby is OK, but the complete realm is too low. Since you have chosen to fight in person to avoid interference, it is right to implement diversity as before."

Without any mercy, Roland punched the girl again in a more embarrassed posture than Nuada, and he also kicked Nephthys who was following the queen.

After doing all this, he spoke calmly.

"You want to defeat me with only a single weapon? Wait for the next life."

Although he would always give a break to girls who suit his taste, Roland's standards are still quite flexible.

After all, the fundamental reason why he did this was not because he had any noble qualities of "should be as lenient as possible with women".

——He was just simply lustful.

When he could bully the weak, Roland certainly didn't mind using teasing as a way to have fun, but in a real battle, he would only let the enemy understand what gender equality was.

What's more, the current situation did not allow Roland to relax.

Although his current situation of punching corpses, kicking the Night Goddess, advancing and retreating freely, and turning like the wind looks very comfortable, but strictly speaking, this is still not beyond the scope of appetizers.

Without solving the problem of immortality, the physical injuries are nothing to the demon god.

Roland's current advantage was only established when the demon gods first entered the world and had no cooperation or vigilance.

Once the demon gods become familiar with their own power and style, they will soon discover that this is not an enemy that they can play around with regardless of friend or foe like before.

And when that time comes, the fierce battle will really begin.

Almost at the same time that the empress and Nephthys retreated, the light and surrounding flames liberated from the shining silver arms, and the smoke mirrors roaring over, blocked Roland's side from left to right.

Unlike before when they had no regard for their companions, at this moment the two demon gods deliberately blocked their own power, and even the aftermath of the attack naturally formed a cushion like a rubber ball, helping the two goddesses stabilize on the edge of the battlefield.

"Now we are in some trouble."

Seeing this, Roland also raised his eyebrows. One portion and two portions were fine, but multiple portions of the indescribable nature of the road struck at the same time. Even he would feel troubled.

And there's more to the trouble than meets the eye.

Roland pushed out his palm and gathered strength while subconsciously turning his gaze to the silent black stick figure silhouette that had been hiding in the distance.

A biting dog never barks. As a demon with extremely high self-awareness, he says nothing in such a battle, and even has a very low sense of presence. This is a strange phenomenon in itself.

Sure enough, the figure had disappeared, and even Roland, who was fully focused, didn't realize when he disappeared.

And when Roland began to concentrate on sensing the enemy's traces, he couldn't help but be stunned by the answer he came up with again.

Because, the black stick figure silhouette was already blocking his face.

"grumble--"

Along with the incomprehensible chaotic murmurs, came the knowledge and power of chaos.

"Cthulhu Mythos?"

Roland whispered suddenly, the true red light in his eyes burst out, and he resisted with the wall of his heart with all his strength. This is essentially the special power of cognition against unknown fears.

But even he, faced with this sudden situation, prioritized mental intervention over his physical body, and inevitably became stiff.

And this is enough for the other demon gods to launch a general attack.

The average trial that each person suffered once has made all the demon gods understand that in terms of individual strength, they are absolutely unable to defeat Roland, who was restricted from a super-standard role.

In this case, let's use the trump card of cooperation to completely destroy it.

The next moment, the tiny teardrops and the scorching spear of the sun, the omnipotent treasure and the light of struggle, rose from the sky at the same time.

Then, Roland was drowned in unison. (End of chapter)