Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

A hint of coolness has already appeared in the air near the evening.

The streets are also beginning to be shrouded in darkness, and the pale moonlight is hidden in the artificial hazy light.

Although Misaki Town, which belongs to Tokyo, will not fall into silence like a small town, even if it is surrounded by noise, humans will unconsciously miss the sense of security brought by the lighted room.

This has nothing to do with reason, but an instinct engraved in the genes of life.

That is why convenience stores at night are always so tempting.

But at this moment, although standing under the bright lights, the gloomy middle-aged man cannot feel any warmth from it.

He has short gray hair, a tall and strong figure, and the curve on his face is as hard and heavy as steel, mixed with a bit of inhuman indifference.

Under the long black coat, because of the dim light, the outline of the muscles is also clearly depicted by the clothes, and he looks like the protagonist of a tough movie.

However, this naive impression will quickly disintegrate after seeing the cold and blood-red eyes on the man's face.

He does not need any fangs and claws, or fur that is completely different from humans to show his identity. His mere existence is already a beast that can take away the courage and warmth of the observer.

"What's the matter with that man...?"

However, just like his gloomy expression, the man named Nero Chaos whispered, his tone was a little solemn.

If someone who knows him well saw this scene, it would probably be incredible.

After all, in the past thousand years, he has always maintained a mechanical and undead posture without any emotion. No matter what major events he encountered, his expression could not change, and it even made people wonder if his facial nerves were necrotic.

Among the ancestors of the dead apostles who became living singularities by interpreting the principle of self, Nero's character, like a dead tree and a pool of stagnant water, is undoubtedly very rare.

And the reason for this is also very simple.

Although he has the strength to occupy the tenth seat of the ancestors of the Dead Apostles, Nero Chaos, who was originally a magician, was transformed into the ancestor of the Dead Apostles without a master through his own research.

Although there are Emiya Norikane's research and many precedents of Dead Apostles who were born as magicians, people may have the illusion that this is a simple thing.

But in fact, the difficulty of researching into a Dead Apostle and the ancestor of the Dead Apostles are completely different.

Otherwise, the famous Wallachia Night, another ancestor of the Dead Apostles who was born as a magician, would not have to go to find Altruci and make a contract with him.

In the final analysis, as a heretic who denies human nature, he also has a long lifespan and powerful power, but the Dead Apostles do not have the ability to reproduce.

They can only expand their blood relatives by creating followers.

Therefore, whether they are independent or rebel, the influence of their superiors will still be reflected in their personalities and actions, and directly affect the level of their abilities and achievements.

If the superior is inferior as a Dead Apostle, then the future of the subordinates created by his blood-sucking behavior is also very worrying.

The truth of this can be seen from the fact that most of the seats of the ancestors of the dead apostles have not changed. They are the ancients who were created by the God Age and True Ancestors, or even by Zhu Yue.

Therefore, the fact that he transformed himself into the ancestors of the dead apostles without a specific outstanding superior, just through research, sounds as incredible as humans cloning dinosaurs with the blood stored in mosquitoes in amber.

However, considering the other party's origin, this is not incomprehensible.

Before he was given the name Nero Chaos by the church, he was a magician from the Wandering Sea.

Although it is far less famous than the Atlas Institute, which is also in a state of seclusion, let alone the thriving Clock Tower, but as one of the three major departments founded by the Magic Association, the scale and strength of the Wandering Sea will only be better than these two.

The reason is because of their philosophy.

The Clock Tower pursues keeping pace with the times and looking forward to the further development of magic, while the Atlas Institute pursues to clarify the truth and create the future as a human being.

The pursuit of the Wandering Sea is much simpler. Truth does not need to be artificially given meaning or pursuit. Truth itself is the meaning.

This is also the original prototype of the Magic Association - a mutual aid organization without any other factors, just for the purpose of better communication of knowledge.

In the eyes of the magicians of the Wandering Sea, the magic of the Age of Gods is supreme, and the magic after the Western Era is equivalent to child's play, and there is no need to do anything unnecessary.

Therefore, after the times changed and the former companions' ideas diverged and drifted away, adhering to this concept, in order to isolate themselves from the eyes of humans and gods, this organization built public housing on an isolated island in the sea of ​​Northern Europe, and disappeared from the inner side of the universe along with its own mountains.

From then on, it completely became an independent singularity that no one could observe or interfere with.

Except for occasionally absorbing qualified companions at fixed times, the rest of the time they kept moving and wandering on the sea as their name suggests, but the basis of their wandering was not the region, but the era.

Relying on this discontinuity, even if the Wandering Sea of ​​a certain era, or even the human principles, were destroyed, it would not affect the original, past, or future Wandering Sea.

Naturally, this style also had a profound impact on Nero.

He no longer cared about human civilization and how to avoid extinction in the future, and only focused on pursuing his own proposition - the Sea of ​​Chaos.

If he could become the original chaos that existed even before the Age of Gods, he might be able to achieve his goal.

With this in mind, Nero Chaos transformed himself into a Dead Apostle.

Unlike the True Ancestors who were planetary elves, the Dead Apostles sucked blood out of necessity for survival.

In order for their dead bodies to continue to move, they had to absorb human genetic information by sucking human blood to strengthen themselves.

Even if they stayed in an uninhabited place for a long time, they had to at least capture wild animals into their bodies to repair the deterioration of their bodies.

This special feature of ignoring rejection, treating other lives as nutrients, and having no barriers was the core of Nero's realization of his ideal of chaos.

Therefore, after receiving Roya's guidance and learning how to hide the inherent barrier inside the body to avoid correction,

With the principle of the beast of the ancestors as the framework, Nero successfully obtained the Beast King's Lair, an inherent barrier that can freely create and release beasts, by integrating with the factors of 666 beasts that have been extinct and not yet extinct on the earth.

Although in the eyes of others, this method of wrapping the genetic factors of animals into chaos and using them as flesh is not to directly transform other animals into their own flesh, but to wrap the genetic factors of animals into chaos and use them as flesh is completely nonsense.

After all, this will make the personality as the subject continue to thin out in the new life born from the beast factor, and become a collective consciousness like a hive mind.

But this inevitable defect is also what Nero wants.

Although the principle of the ancestors is enough to erode the planet, it is obviously wishful thinking to compare the quality with the original sea of ​​chaos.

But with the number of the beast of the apocalypse as an introduction, it is not impossible.

For a magician, as long as the result can be achieved, the demise of personality is not worth mentioning at all, as was the case with Danic in the past.

Therefore, Nero took the initiative to give up his ego and chose to transform himself into a large group with the number of the beast of revelation, and cooperate with the inherent barrier that was always maintained in his body and continued to operate. As the creator of this chaotic space, he could touch the concept of the mother of creation.

As long as he sorted out the internal system tree before his consciousness disappeared and completely turned into chaos, he could reproduce the sea of ​​life that once existed.

Because of this, the church gave him the name Chaos, which symbolizes chaos.

Such an evaluation is undoubtedly the best praise for him, so he also accepted it with satisfaction, and took the initiative to combine it with the name of the mother of Babylon, who symbolized the birth of the sixth beast, and the emperor of the Roman Empire, as his new name.

With such an obsession, in the past, Nero Chaos has been acting as a heretic who neither cares about the ideal dark six kingships of the dead apostles nor the hunting of humans and churches.

Therefore, after receiving the guarantee from the White Wing Guild to delay and interfere with other forces for him, he agreed to join this True Ancestor Hunt without hesitation.

Anyway, even if he failed, with Elquet's normal strength, he couldn't break his immortal body.

But if he succeeded in eating the body of the white princess, the potential and progress of the chaos system in his body would increase rapidly, and even push his ideal to a higher sky.

And everything went very smoothly. Although the princess of the True Ancestor was deliberately hiding herself, when she noticed that the enemy was tracking her, she did not continue to hide, but took the initiative to come to an environment where she could play her hands and feet.

But just as he followed this tacit understanding and sent a black dog to attack the other party as a prelude to testing intelligence and paying a visit, an unexpected accident happened.

——His dog was lost.

"What went wrong?"

Nero could feel that the black dog was not killed or wiped out without a trace.

If it was the former, the black dog's body would turn into black mud again and return to his body to reshape. If it was the latter, he could use the reserves left by devouring life to replenish the required factors.

But in this case, why can he feel the existence and give orders, but cannot control it?

It was just like a finger that suddenly twitched.

You know, although it looks like a contracted familiar when used, every beast created by the Beast King's Nest is his real flesh and blood, and it also has a strong beast nature in mysticism.

Theoretically, unless the Beast of Revelation is resurrected, there is no possibility of being robbed or even invaded.

Well... at least for Elquet, this possibility does not exist.

In other words, is it really the work of the human next to her?

At first, Nero just regarded that human as a piece of meat that was dragged into the princess's bad taste and posed no threat.

But now it seems that he seems to have made a mistake.

The calmness when being dragged by the car can still be said to be careless, but when facing the attack of a black dog that is nearly two meters long, he can still arrogantly show that kind of hateful smile, which is obviously not something that ordinary people can do.

Speaking of which... before leaving, the White Winged Lord seemed to have mentioned that recently there seemed to be a living saint who was fighting against the ancestors of the dead apostles in the church. Could it be that guy?

But even if he is a saint, such an abnormality should not occur...

"It seems that we must respond with caution."

Thinking of this, Nero Chaos frowned and murmured again in a low and dry voice.

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If it were someone else, facing this situation, they might choose to retreat temporarily, collect intelligence and then continue.

But this choice was not within his consideration at all. His enthusiasm for things he could not understand was a symbol of the obsession that still remained in his thin emotions.

"I'll send you."

As Nero waved his hand, the shadow under his feet gradually bulged, and several dark crows flapped their wings and flew out. They made a shrill cry and planned to fly into the air to collect intelligence.

Suddenly, something happened.

A roar like a beast grinding its teeth suddenly sounded from the shadow.

As part of Nero's body, the spiritual crows suddenly realized something, and instantly flapped their wings and shot out like springs.

But even though the instincts of this beast were sharp, they were still useless in the face of the gap in power.

Before the crows' feathers flew away, what enveloped them was no longer the vast sky, but a bloody mouth that suddenly opened.

The black dog's pupils burned like flames. With just a slight effort, they were crushed into a pool of black and red residue.

"Is that... my body?"

Seeing the black dog he sent out come back, Nero Chaos' pupils shrank.

Although he had already guessed, it was still difficult to describe his mood at the moment when he saw the black dog he sent out really attack him.

But the black dog that had already begun to devour its master would not think so much. After biting the crows, it continued to maintain a diving posture and rushed over with unabated momentum.

The edge of the big mouth, the sharp teeth were neatly arranged like a saw, pointing to Nero's throat.

"Roar——"

Although Nero did not come to his senses immediately, the advantage of group consciousness is that it is always thinking in many ways.

The moment he sensed the approaching danger, the demon beast in his body had already reacted.

Instantly, Nero's chest cavity swelled violently like a host that was about to break out of the body after being parasitized by the facehugger.

However, when his chest broke open, what appeared was not an alien covered with blood and flesh, but a big mouth like a crocodile that could easily swallow humans.

The beast's jaws only slightly bit, and the ferocious black dog just now turned into a pool of black liquid and returned to his abdomen.

But after taking this rebellious body back into his body, the expression on Nero Chaos's face not only did not relax, but became worse.

"Huh?! How could this happen?"

He covered his mouth in disbelief, and a dull sound came from his throat.

Logically speaking, no matter what was done to his body, as long as it returned to the body, it would be washed away by the soil of creation inside, just like the game character.

Therefore, there is only one explanation for the rising body temperature and the burning sensation in his internal organs as if he were in a furnace.

The abnormality contained in the rebellious black dog seemed to have overwhelmed the chaotic world in his body.

This was more unacceptable to Nero than being killed.

If this is compared to a war, it is a 665 to 1 scene. When the mass of both units has not changed, this evenly matched scene is a denial of the meaning of his existence for Nero, who has dedicated everything, even himself, to the proposition of chaos.

"Impossible... Impossible teeth..."

Covering his still squirming chest, Nero Chaos's cold face was full of hideousness.

Although the commotion has gradually subsided, the disgusting sense of frustration still makes his thinking almost run away.

"As a chaotic person, why do I lose to others in mystery..."

"Do I need to say that?"

The clear voice of the young man rang.

At the same time, the darkness wrapped around the two sides of the street seemed to have gained life and shrugged towards both sides.

"Of course it's because your purity is too low."

Roland walked out of the shadows slowly, looked at the vampire's stunned look, and sneered mercilessly.

His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the empty street, and it seemed endless.

"With the weight of the ancestor of the dead apostles, you dare to play the concept of the three human evils with the trinity, and the final result can only be a result of four-in-one."

"Even if I use the same amount of black mud as your hands and feet, this is not a treasure that can be reproduced in the legend, but a disaster that cannot be reproduced, which is equivalent to the holy sword of the planet. Therefore, when the real thing appears, it is normal for the fake to break at the touch, isn't it?"

"...Who are you!"

After a short silence, as if he could no longer bear the oppression in the air, Nero gritted his teeth and roared.

"Who am I? What a good question."

Roland chuckled, his tone was a little inexplicable.

"Adam, Lilin, Antichrist, Satan, the Great Red Dragon... I am the Eternal Emperor who saves the world at the end of the world, and I am also the demon who starts the war and burns the world with a single thought."

"!"

Nero Chaos showed an expression of disbelief, his face was pale and full of palpitations.

Every time a new name was thrown out, his back would twitch slightly as if he had been electrocuted.

That was the instinctive fear and bowing of the many monsters in his body.

If he hadn't resisted forcefully as the main body, I'm afraid his knees would have collapsed.

"I have countless names, just as there are countless changes in possibilities, and countless ways to die."

"——So, call me by this name... Roland."

Roland spread his palms, and a terrifying arc appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Remember this, bastard!" (End of this chapter)