Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"This is……"

Seeing this scene, Loki subconsciously opened his eyes wide, and Aisi took a step forward unconsciously, with an uncontrollable wavering in his eyes, looking at Esther who was slowly floating up, squeezed from the depths of his throat. It was the title that haunted her.

"Fairy..."

Pure, holy, and powerful, it seems that all the good things in the world can be tied to this holy sword transformed by that girl.

The moment the girl called Sword Princess saw Esther, her body began to tremble in a rare way.

She stared at the holy sword with dazed and confused eyes, and then gradually shifted her gaze to Roland who was holding the sword.

If other people saw the scene where Ais lost her composure, it would definitely cause an uproar in Olalie, but now, Roland has taken away all the light of Sword Fairy.

"It's a fairy spirit! In that legend..."

"Heroes! Living heroes!"

As long as they are adventurers, it is impossible not to have heard the legend of the hero story, and it is for this reason that they are shocked by Roland's appearance.

boiling.

The spectators who were originally surprised and curious by the development of the matter seemed to be ignited instantly, and the noisy sound gushed out like a sea tide. Although many adventurers looked back unwillingly, they quickly ran out , ready to inform the main god of the family of this news.

The only one present who could remain calm was Loki who opened his eyes completely, except Roland who was smiling.

"Ace!"

With a rather harsh voice, she woke up Ais who was too stunned to stop and stood there.

"Pull out your sword, this kid isn't joking, this battle won't allow you to hold back anything."

And as if realizing something, strong emotions surged in Ai Si's crystal clear eyes. She pulled out the sword blade at her waist in the most solemn gesture of her life, and then, the next moment, it turned into a sword that was hard to see with the naked eye. The captured afterimage rushed towards Roland.

"It's really a strong desire to win, which is worthy of praise,"

Roland said with ease, with a simple raise of his hand, he blocked Ais's attack casually, allowing the huge magic power to spread through Este.

Different from the previous ones, as a leader in lv5, Aisi's level is exactly what Roland wants. Rather, fighting at this level makes him more comfortable.

"However, the result will not change in any way, anyway, I win!"

Roland lowered his body slightly, bent his toes, and his body shot out like an arrow, actively facing Ai Si.

After realizing that Roland's speed was not inferior to her own, Aisi quickly rushed to the side, looking for new opportunities.

"Should we find another way if we can't match the strength?"

Roland's pupils followed Aisi's figure closely, and the other party's speed, which was so fast that only afterimages were left, slowly showed a clear trajectory in his eyes.

In terms of combat power, the high-level adventurers in this world are physically fit to be comparable to servants, and they have rich experience in dealing with various monsters. However, due to the current environment, compared with the heroes of ancient times, in In the battle against people, they still lack a lot.

So, let me give the world a little hero shock.

Roland raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and slashed at Aisi.

Esther, who was infused with magic power, burst into light, and an astonishing sword light suddenly appeared, flew out, and swept directly in the direction of Aisi, blocking all the space she escaped from.

"call--!"

In the closed room, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

"Wake up—!"

Looking at the sword light that turned into a silver thread, Ai used her magic without hesitation. In an instant, the magic power of the wind dispersed the surrounding dust and endowed her limbs with new strength.

She stepped in the air in a posture that completely violated the laws of physics, and faced up to the sword light at a speed that surpassed the previous one. At a dangerous angle that was almost parallel, she slid past the sword that was enough to cut her in two. He narrowly escaped the blow.

The strong wind blew past, blowing away Aisi's long flowing hair like a curtain.

"Boom—!"

But the bright sword light didn't dissipate because of her avoidance. The empty high wall behind her was cut off in the middle, and the upper half of the building that lost its support fell down heavily, causing a heavy sound and a sky-wide blast. dust.

This scene caused the surrounding adventurers to back away quickly in surprise and fear, and the shocked expressions on their faces were as uniform as if they were rehearsing for a drama.

Just a random blow can easily complete such a mountain-breaking attack. This kind of destructive power is also second to none in Orario, and after getting rid of those wizards who can use magic, only a melee blow can There are very few who can achieve this level.

"Good, good, do you want more? Esther!"

Even Roland was surprised by the power of this blow, because compared with the magic power he input, this conversion efficiency is too high, it can be said that it is not too much for his natural anger, but the difference between the two Concept is more towards energy, one is more towards sharpness.

It is an insult to Esther to describe her as an A-level Noble Phantasm. Even in the original world, her true form is a magic weapon that can kill the elf king who is the origin of the world.

As if to prove himself, Esther, who exudes silver light, trembled slightly, and the holy light on it gradually covered the entire body of the sword, absorbing Roland's magic power with a more greedy attitude, showing his own strength.

The magic power was turned into a strange divine power, which filled Roland's limbs and skeletons, improving his physical ability. With a wanton smile, Roland made a wrong step, and his speed suddenly soared, flashing across the ground.

The next moment, the sword light flashing across the space flashed in front of Ai Si again, but this time Ai Si did not dodge as before, or use the previous tactics, but held the sword with the other hand , forcibly resisted Roland's blow.

Even with the blessing of magic, Aisi's feet still sank on the ground, creating a cobweb-like pit.

When not unfolding with pure power, the power displayed by Esther, who only focuses on the blade, is even stronger.

If it wasn't for her usual fighting style that caused the current weapon to be a special product with indestructible attributes, I'm afraid that she would be cut in half by the sword directly under this sword.

But compared to this kind of battle between life and death, Roland's physical fitness was more troublesome for Aisi.

After obtaining the suppressive attack, Roland didn't intend to give her any time to breathe, as if he didn't feel tired at all, he swung down sword after sword.

Every time the blades staggered, Aisi felt a strong shock force, and fine cracks appeared on the so-called indestructible blades as they resisted again and again.

Without sword skills or tactics, Roland just kept attacking her with pure strength. In a few seconds, the countless slashes had already made Aisi's arms feel weak for a while, and her consciousness became weaker and weaker.

If this continues, his hands will be destroyed first.

Ai Si fixed her eyes, turned her steps, and was about to disrupt Roland's rhythm, but the next slash, as if she had predicted her thoughts, forced her to give up the idea of ​​retreating.

no solution anymore……

"Sweep it—!"

The magic was activated again, and Aisi changed its output power with different incantations, causing the violent wind to explode like a sharp blade, replacing a weapon as a fulcrum to resist the sword light.

But to Roland's surprise, Ai Si did not use this to escape from his attack range to regroup, but embraced the strong wind again, letting it wrap around her body like a veil, turning into a swift shadow, looming In the meantime, he took the initiative to rush to Roland.

Immediately, she mercilessly shot out the tip of the sword full of cracks in her hand, stabbing a sharp sword from a dead corner, straight to Roland's throat.

This attack that looks like a must kill has superb technology and agile elegance, from defense to deflection, and then to counterattack in just an instant.

Ai Si's figure seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, with a turbulent violent storm, and seized almost nonexistent opportunities in the endless slashing attacks that covered the sky like a thousand troops.

"It's so beautiful..."

Facing such a scene, Roland couldn't help sighing.

"It's not so much Wu as it is dance."

Then, with the gesture of coming first, he raised the silver holy sword in his hand, and responded in the same way.

Seeing Roland's lightning-like stabbing, Aisi's face, which can maintain calm and determination even in difficult situations, couldn't help but change.

This kind of posture, this kind of speed, she is very familiar with, this is clearly the stunt she is using.

Learned your tricks just by looking at it?

As if intending to confirm Aisi's thoughts, at the critical moment, the two flashing sword blades collided with a crisp sound, sputtering dazzling sparks.

"--Ding!"

In the next second, the tips of the two swords precisely collided. Such a precise and identical attack could no longer be described as a simple coincidence.

This has transcended the ordinary realm, because Aisi's sword skills do not belong to mortals, but the afterimage left by the character named father in her past memory.

"You... why did you do this?"

The taciturn Ais looked at Roland who was slowly pressing down the hilt of the sword in his hand, and asked with eyes full of surprise and longing.

"Because I also have the talent of a mere hero."

Roland raised his eyes, met Ais's gaze, and spoke softly.

Then, without even leaving time to react, the whistling magic power exploded from Esther's body, leaving arcs of light in the air, converging into swirls, and bursting out.

This substantial impact is transmitted by the tip of Esther's sword. In the loud and muffled sound, it destroys the indestructible sword forged by the god of forging in Celtic mythology into tiny pieces in a destructive manner. The fragments flew apart, and did not stop even after penetrating the surrounding walls and floors.

Aisi sat on the ground blankly, her white and slender neck pressed against the gleaming blade of the sword. Roland stood still, holding the sword in one hand, and announced the result of the battle with a smile.

"Miss Ace, you lost."

Although many people had anticipated this scene, when it actually happened, the audience was still in a dead silence.

Less than ten seconds had passed, and the sword girl, who was favored by the gods and once regarded as the next strongest, was easily defeated by a young man who had not yet received favors, and even her weapon was chopped into pieces .

After a brief silence, the commotion slowly emerged.

"That guy, is there really no favor?"

"It's terrible, let alone lv5, such an understatement, even if it is lv6, it will be defeated."

"That's Sword Princess... that Ais Wallenstein."

"If he gets the favor, I'm afraid that the title of Olali's strongest will not belong to the Freya family soon."

The onlookers who retreated far outside the guild all showed expressions of curiosity and excitement. Even the stupidest guys can realize that today they have witnessed history with their own eyes.

This is not a miracle that belongs to Olalie, but an epic that belongs to the whole world.

After a thousand years have passed, before the picture scroll of family myths has slowly unfolded, a young man who was born out of the sky, with his own fairy spirit, stopped the progress of the times with the most ostentatious gesture, and unceremoniously He stepped on it.

You can't join a dungeon without grace, and the level gap between adventurers is insurmountable. These things have long been regarded as common sense, and one person must be regarded as an exception.

But no matter what attitude you have towards Roland, whether it's jealousy or worship, a simple fact has already been placed before the whole world.

—A hero has come.