Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Roar--!"

A high-pitched roar with a cruel meaning suddenly sounded in Roland's ears.

He suddenly turned around, and there was no one else except Yakumo Murasaki's somewhat twitchy face next to him.

Since he entered the depths of the universe, the Star Cup has been loading the universe much faster, and in the process, this sound has begun to vaguely appear.

This was not an illusion, but a warning that flashed through Roland's mind after linking to the Dragon God's Akasha records.

As the apostle of the Supreme Heaven got closer, the voice lingering in his ears became clearer.

"...Dragon God."

“It’s impossible to estimate the exact time, but what is certain is that it is very close.”

The Dragon God provides information.

When Roland focused on building the world, it acted like a microphone.

It is not dissatisfied with this. The will of the world also has its own direction of focus. Although it has a real body and is also in charge of the power of creation and destruction, it is obviously not as versatile as the Star Cup.

If it wants to do this, it must first show up, mobilize its power, and then achieve results.

Depending on the purpose, for example, although it is to be destroyed, the essence is to open up the continent through this destruction and lay a solid foundation for the birth of new life in the future. Different omens and means will be used in the process.

Compared to a universe that can only use subconscious balance and has no will, and a universe that has a will, but because the power is not manifested enough and can only find agents to help regulate it, the Dragon God is not less powerful.

But seeing the light emanating from the Star Cup being directly manifested, without needing to consider extraneous factors, and the simulated universe spreading along with Roland's thoughts, a flash of envy flashed deep in the Dragon God's eyes.

This almighty power that directly uses waves to connect to the base of the universe has reached its extreme for the world, and there is nothing that can be improved in terms of performance.

It only needs to continue to descend on other universes to complete its domination, and it is already standing on the threshold of diversity.

And luckily, it also found the perfect owner.

The Dragon God turned his head and looked at the black-haired and red-eyed contractor beside him.

His appearance is somewhere between that of a boy and a young man, with a gentle yet indifferent temperament, and his delicate and crystal-clear skin is covered with a sheen as quiet as moonlight.

In the Dragon God's eyes, which can see the flow of time and space, he cannot deconstruct the other party's essence. He can only feel the alienated but dusty temperament.

There is no doubt that Roland's characteristics and the principles hidden in his heart are just like the Star Cup, and he can vaguely sense that potential.

Combining the two, it would not be surprising if he succeeded in transcending the sea of ​​​​the world.

As if he sensed what the Dragon God was thinking, Roland turned his head slightly. His strange red pupils had lost their original purity and were filled with bright and clear light.

That was the information flow from the base of the universe, but the Dragon God at this moment couldn't understand the mystery in Roland's eyes.

Writing the information flow from another universe into the Star Cup is a huge improvement for this all-purpose item that is in urgent need of servers, but how about Roland?

With this foundation, his gravitational pull has reached the point where it can deflect the will of the world.

Otherwise, the Dragon God would not have maximized his ability to be both powerful and small right after signing the contract, and would have been lying on Roland's body.

You know, although the Dragon God treats humans and monsters equally, this equality is silent contempt.

It does not need to worry about the consequences of its own appearance, because this kind of unpredictable kindness is also the majesty of heaven.

When the fantasy was established, it appeared with a length of 10,000 meters.

Its momentum was so great that in the recorded history of Gensokyo, many people did not know that the purpose of the Dragon God was to give permission for creation, and even thought that the Dragon God came to destroy Gensokyo.

It used this posture when it first met Roland.

After seeing the potential and level of Roland and Star Cup, Dragon God gradually became convinced.

If Murasaki Yakumo knew that this earth-shaking change only happened within a few hours, she would probably be even more surprised.

But for her now, the impact of this kind of information stops there.

Because compared to her current transformation, even the submission of Lord Dragon God, who is above everything else, is not incomprehensible.

"——The Realm of Reality and Illusion"

Yakumo Purple obediently followed Roland, spreading the power of her realm towards the starry sky.

For the monster race, time is the key to judging strength.

From a little monster who only practiced for a few decades at the beginning, to a monster that has gone through hundreds of years and can dominate a mountain and bring trouble to an area, leaving its name behind.

Moreover, the level of the monster race has been transformed, and it can be said to be another life, and the great monster will leave legends in history.

Although depending on race and combat experience, strength and weakness cannot be generalized.

For example, Yakumo Murasaki, who masters the power of the realm, has a shikigami that is also at the level of a great monster.

But one thing is unquestionable, that is, the great monster has reached the ultimate level of sublimation of the monster race.

This does not mean that they have lost their room for improvement. There is still a very obvious gap between the big monsters that have experienced thousands of years and the big monsters that have experienced tens of thousands of years. However, this is a quantitative change, not a qualitative change.

A monster with a very ordinary race can become a new race when it becomes a great monster, and even the source of legends, just like the sublimation between humans and immortals.

Without this qualitative change, the big monster that can only accumulate demonic power is very strong, but it is only strong within a limit.

Therefore, Yakumo Murasaki, who can freely modify her realm, can only take the initiative to retreat with the monsters.

But now, this limit has been broken.

Her power began to approach the boundless universe itself. Even if this power was only temporarily obtained by connecting with the existence called the Star Cup, this process was no less than becoming a monster sage who had experienced a lot. The sublimation of the great monster.

Thinking of the dream-like experience just now, Yakumo Zi subconsciously raised her messy hair.

When she made that rude request, she already had a death wish in her mind.

Unexpectedly, Roland readily agreed to this request. This unexpected change made Yakumo Purple at a loss.

When Roland was taken to roam the universe and build everything, driven by complex emotions intertwined with guilt, surprise, and uneasiness, Yakumo Purple had only one idea left in her heart.

——Want to help each other as much as possible.

"Your power should not be wasted here."

Roland synchronizes with his mind, controls his body, and extends the original realm framework.

Although I know that this level may not be called a loss, from this behavior, it is not difficult to understand Roland's desire to preserve his strength.

Therefore, instead of going through a middleman, Yakumo Purple planned to use herself as a puppet and actively cooperate with Roland as the ability conversion interface.

But compared with the joy of agreeing to the arduous task of saving Gensokyo, Roland's expression became a little weird, or... subtle, when he heard this request.

At that time, Yakumo Murasaki felt nervous and uneasy about this, and even instinctively developed a mouth fetish.

"Is there something wrong with our idea?"

"No, this is indeed more convenient. For Star Cup, it is very easy to temporarily give you such power. The problem lies in experience."

"Even if it's just a stupid operation like importing Akashic records, your current level is far from enough, although I do have a way to give you experience."

Roland muttered an explanation and thought for a while.

"Forget it, if the things delivered to my door are let go, I won't be able to forgive myself."

Just when Yakumo Murasaki felt lucky that she could finally make a difference——

"So,"

Roland's fingers gently stroked Yakumo Purple's plump red lips. He said with a smile.

"Without further ado, let's get started right away?"

Later, the question of what was the best way to convey important information when the gap between the two parties was too large became a vivid feature in her memory.

Recalling that she was at a loss and had completely lost her youthful demeanor as a monster and sage, Yakumo Purple's face turned red.

But after she took the initiative and said that she was willing to pay no matter what the price, she could not complain even if she could. She could only glance at Roland from time to time with a resentful and mischievous look.

Then focus on the task at hand as much as possible to delay your random thoughts.

At this moment, Roland, who had been meditating next to him, also raised his head.

"It's finally here."

These inexplicable words made Yakumo Purple understand immediately. She closed her eyes slightly and then quickly opened them.

"The Great Barrier of Hakurei has also been shaken violently. The connection between Gensokyo and the other world has never been so close."

"He still has power even though he's so far away. He's such a big guy."

Roland sighed without surprise.

"Then Gensokyo will be left to you. Although there won't be any big problems, commotion and disaster are inevitable."

Yakumo Zi nodded her head lightly, with a rare hesitation.

Whether it was for Gensokyo or selfish reasons, the other party had the qualifications that she had to worry about.

However, Roland seemed not to notice this, with a happy smile on his face, letting the power wrapped in Yakumo Purple gradually return, and by the way, transferred her out of this simulated universe.

"By the way," Roland looked over inadvertently when Yakumo Murasaki was about to leave, "I forgot to tell you. Although the mental synchronization was turned off, you were borrowing the power of the Star Cup just now. In such a huge situation, Faced with the huge gap, I can actually hear your thoughts."

"……Eh?"

Yakumo Purple's expression froze, and her body became limp.

"So," Roland said with a narrow smile, "can you continue with the more interesting things left until I come back?"

Without waiting for Yakumo Purple's response, Roland raised his head belatedly after watching her being transferred to Gensokyo.

"I think I set another flag just now."

"Really? Judging from Akasha's records, it is very important to have the determination to win."

"That being said, I don't hate this kind of arrogance, but when facing the weak, that's all. When facing the strong, this kind of determination is just a kind of laziness."

Whether you can become your own enemy or not has nothing to do with your strength.

Roland said pointedly: "Looking at winning as a result, before it becomes real, doesn't it mean handing over the initiative to win? Therefore, people who don't want to lose and can't lose, It can often touch the truth.”

At this moment, there was no light around Roland, either in the sky or underground, and all the dust floating in the universe had disappeared, let alone celestial bodies and other substances.

All he could feel were the rising and falling of dark waves.

From the gaps in the waves, starlight or fragments of meteorites floated out, but the movable tracks were intermittent, spreading like mist between the ups and downs of the waves.

"This is his foothold. The spatial logic here has begun to collapse."

Dragon God said in a deep voice.

When fighting Artosh, the opponent's space also spontaneously expanded due to the increase in mass.

But what he saw in front of him was at most the wind blowing when the enemy moved, far behind the enemy that Roland had to go all out in the past.

"Roar--!"

That high and cruel voice appeared in the universe again.

It's just that compared to the previous feeling that was only felt by Roland's spiritual sense, this time it was almost as if it was ringing in his ears.

The spatial waves that were still showing off their power turned into nothingness without even being qualified to carry them. Roland also frowned subconsciously.

Even now, he still feels a violent suffocation in the face of that ruthless will.

It is clear that he already has the power of the Dragon God and the Star Cup. Counting himself, with such power, the enemy's level is still unknown.

It will probably be dangerous later, no, it will definitely be dangerous.

Roland sighed with a wry smile on his face.

"It's broken. It's really a trial this time."

"That's true, but you don't seem nervous."

The Dragon God looked over with some curiosity. It could know all the information in the universe, but its thinking was still very different from that of orthodox life.

From the current point of view, it is absolutely impossible to win, and it is an enemy outside the standard, but why can Roland still maintain such a calm attitude?

"...Because I absolutely can't lose. There's no point in being nervous when there's only one way to go."

An intriguing smile appeared on Roland's lips.

"Next, let's say hello to this apostle who has come from afar."

He gently raised his hand, grasped the spear-shaped energy in his hand, and let the bloody God-killing power cling to it.

"It would be rude to entertain guests in a place where there is no light."

The blazing white waves shot out like the blazing sun. Under the strong gravitational pull, even the space was turned into ashes, as if it had turned into fuel that responded to the infinite heat.

While being wrapped in the light of the soul, the bloody flames were also beating on the gun, illuminating everything in the void, as well as the person who had just squeezed in and stared at Roland with eyes that were so cold that they were almost cruel. Winged Serpent.

Roland's eyes flashed slightly, and the Winged Snake looked at each other without flinching, showing the strongest respect.

"Divine Strike——!"