Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Are you kidding me?"

Orrels looked at Roland in front of him in disbelief.

The hair is as dark as night, as clear as lights, the pupils are bright and dark, and there is a gentle smile hanging on the upright face.

From the outside, he is a boy who makes people unconsciously like him.

But as long as they actually meet him face to face, no matter who they are, they will immediately lose this ridiculous first impression.

Whether it is the temperament that blends into nature, or the looming alienation that seems to be shrouded in mist, it is clear that although the appearance is still within human aesthetics, it is undoubtedly beyond human gestures.

Roland was the source of chaos in all Orrels' perceptions except his eyes.

He just existed there, but the gravity seemed to have changed the center point and began to flow around from where he stood.

Although there is nothing abnormal now, as long as the other party's thoughts move, the physical laws on the surface and the phase sparks deep down will fall into a state of collapse.

If Roland is unwilling, before all phases and the world are destroyed, even if he chooses to escape with the power of the devil, he will take the initiative to return to him in circles.

Compared to Othinus, Roland is much more terrifying to an incredible extent.

Even the selfless Orelus had to admit that if the existence of Othinus would not eliminate his chance to become the Demon God, I am afraid that his current plans and obsessions would be focused on Roland.

But such a monster actually said he was too dangerous?

This behavior was so contrary to common sense that it even made Orelis's thinking continue to diverge, and he even wondered whether this was some kind of wonderful torture scheme.

However, after seeing Roland's unpretentious expression, he immediately put away this ignorant thought.

"——This guy is serious"

"Of course I'm serious."

Roland said calmly, as if he had seen through the confusion in Orrels' heart.

Facing an enemy of the level of the Demon God, casual bluffing would only expose one's own weaknesses, let alone such a triangular confrontation.

Every word he said since he broke into the battle was his sincere thought.

After obtaining the ticket to the Cross Cult Demon God, Roland was not relaxed, but even more on thin ice than before.

Before he recovered, no matter what achievements he made, in the eyes of the devil, it was just a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning. He might glance at it curiously, but he would not pay too much attention to its development.

But it's completely different after becoming a demon god. It's normal to pay curious attention and scrutiny to new members of the same kind.

He colluded with Aleister, an insider, and forged the tickets using historical records, which was enough to hide it from the world, but the above doubts would not escape the eyes of the devil.

After all, those beings not only have power, they are also very idle.

By then, it is obvious what kind of obsession these guys named Demon God, who are actually prisoners of the world, will have when they discover that Roland has the key they dream of.

Although after entering this field, Roland is not worried that he will lose or be arrested, but everything is not worry-free.

Combining Aleister's intelligence with the world's information, it is a certainty that there is more than one monster of the Demon God's level.

Just because they are already floating on the water, there are almost as many people whose traces and attitudes can be seen on both hands, and it is not known whether there are guys with different attitudes who choose to hide.

The demon gods may not be able to defeat Roland, but they can still destroy his plan.

Under siege, he would most likely be unable to take action to complete the plan, thereby changing the current situation of being blocked by the apostles of the Supreme Heaven.

As long as this does not change, even if he becomes the Demon God, for Roland, it is just a change from the small prison of the Golden Throne to the large prison called the Forbidden World.

Therefore, Roland cannot allow any internal anomalies to occur until the turmoil within the world is completely suppressed and the demon gods discover the truth.

Indeed, from the current point of view, cooperation according to Orrells' words can gain the upper hand. After all, it is a two-on-one situation.

But Othinus is not a dabbler, but a real demon. Together they can suppress it, but it is difficult to truly eliminate it.

Since joining forces can't achieve the goal, it's better to go it alone.

And if Orrells can't bring value, think about it from another angle. Is there any harm in getting rid of him in advance?

In other words, can he tolerate a good person with a plan to interfere with the devil being unregulated in his own world?

"The only people who can study the Demon God are those who have contact with this field. Your power is not worth mentioning, but you are already qualified to understand and destroy the Demon God's plan."

The answer is very obvious.

Rather than trophies or subordinates, Roland needs order at this stage.

"So, Orrels, I have to deal with you."

As Roland spoke, he increased the output of the Holy Right.

The violent wave of light expanded rapidly and almost endlessly.

In an instant, the sound of broken bones resounded throughout Orrels' body.

The pain, like pinpricks and twitches, fell like a downpour.

Because of his physique similar to that of a demon, even Othinus, who was in incomplete condition, could not directly kill Orelus in an instant. Roland, who was also nominally half-footed in the divine realm, naturally could not use it to directly win.

But the essence of this right hand is still there.

The forced numerical competition made it impossible for Orelus to use any spell to solve the current dilemma. He could only take the beating and let Roland literally roll him into a circle and flatten him, and then let his strong vitality sustain him until he died, and continued the painful process.

Of course, this was not Roland's bad taste.

If he had full firepower, he would have a more beautiful and convenient way to deal with Orelus, but now, he had to save some energy.

Because Othinus's attack had already hit.

Compared with Roland who came to a conclusion after thinking and Orelus who hesitated, this one-eyed demon may be the one with the highest purity.

She had never taken this new world seriously at the beginning, and she had long been prepared to be enemies with everyone. As long as it was a factor that could be used, she would borrow it without scruples. This was Othinus's way of fighting.

As for whether she would feel humiliated by such a despicable act, it was even more unnecessary to mention it. As her alienated image, Odin was best known for the title of the god of betrayal in addition to war and magic.

Therefore, she had no psychological pressure.

Roland now truly felt the power of this purity.

Between the girl's slender wrists, the energy that was enough to set off countless explosions suddenly turned into an illusory spear.

When the momentum reached its peak, it had condensed to a state that was completely indistinguishable to the naked eye, and even seemed to have life, chirping loudly.

But despite having such inhuman power, it did not set off any extra shock waves.

The spear directly penetrated the space and rushed towards Roland.

In the face of such an attack, Roland reacted decisively.

It was useless to choose to avoid here.

Unlike Orelus, who was used to fighting with millions of explosions, Othinus obviously had much more experience in how to manipulate power. She keenly saw through the characteristics of the Holy Right and planned to pull the situation back by adding more.

But Roland was not afraid of this at all.

He had the shortest time in contact with the Demon God domain among the three, but in terms of experience in how to control this level, the other two were far inferior to him.

Whether it was the Star Cup that could modify reality or the omniscience and omnipotence in a specific world, or the feeling of touching the {Snake} through the Key of All Souls, it was enough for him to easily take the lead.

Roland's eyes condensed slightly, and he quickly grabbed Orelus in front of him, and at the same time, a burning electric light suddenly rose in his eyes.

At the same time, the dragon shadow that had already covered this temple bloomed with invisible mysterious fluctuations, causing the spear that was rushing beyond space to be swept out by the wave-like space-time.

The next moment, a destructive light pierced through Roland's eyes, piercing Orelus' chest, smashing the spear to pieces, and stabbing at Othinus.

The girl frowned.

Although he was not in a state of no way forward like Orelus, and there was a huge difference in the quality of the demon power, Roland's performance was too relaxed even with the possibility of his own failure.

It seems that this time it can't end so easily...

Othinus thought to himself, and did not rashly launch the next attack, but first used the same method to ignite Roland's electric eyes.

The defense of the demon god far exceeds human imagination, but in front of Roland who keeps showing his unknown side, Othinus, who has not recovered yet, still intends to be cautious.

"——Bang!"

The fire and lightning collided violently, and in the sound of the impact, the overwhelming light of destruction rushed out like a rising tide.

The unbearable space broke, and turbulence surged out from the black shadow, mixing a large amount of flames and thunder in the dust like a vortex.

A typhoon suddenly rose.

The buildings that survived the explosion were also completely swept away, and only the tornado that seemed to be gathering momentum was like a giant dragon, still spewing falling starlight.

And in this scene that seemed like a world volcano erupting together, Orelus's frustrated face finally lifted up.

He was caught off guard by the Holy Right, and it was indeed an indisputable fact that he could not break free in a short time.

But as a man who could escape from Othinus's hands many times, he certainly would not be powerless to fight back.

The reason why Orelus chose to be beaten like a sandbag was just to wait for the opportunity with this sacrifice.

Ever since Roland joined the battlefield, his anxiety reached its peak, as if the world could die at any time.

As the weakest of the three, Orelus naturally wanted to save his true ability as much as possible to turn the tide at the critical moment.

Anyway, he would not die for the time being, and he would get used to the pain.

Unfortunately, it was not as he wished.

Roland and Othinus obviously did not have such concerns.

In the increasingly fierce battle between the two, they were able to withdraw their hands to deal with it, but Orelus, who was held by Roland in the third hand, was not so lucky.

When the two strong men were determined to fight, as long as the foundation of both sides was deep enough, generally before the winner was decided, the third party who watched the show would die first.

Just like the food delivery competition in Roland's original world, the two competing platforms offered full discounts and fought fiercely. In the end, although they were evenly matched, other food delivery platforms collapsed almost in droves.

This is the current situation of Oreles.

He was almost like a target, bearing the aftermath of the attacks from both sides at the same time. It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but with the battle between demons that went beyond the concept of numbers, Orelus might be killed before they could decide the winner.

So, he had to show his true ability in advance.

——{Nordic Throne}

As the spell was running, unexplainable phenomena began to occur.

Although the legend of this supreme throne was that one could see any position in the nine worlds when sitting on it, it did not have an attack function.

But Orelus forcibly transformed it. He used the characteristics of this spell that could be activated without action and the almost unlimited attack range to transform the function of observation after locking it into a power that only he could use when locking it.

Demon power.

With the help of this power, which cannot be understood and recognized by the world and cannot be explained without the same demon god, any creature that has not come into contact with this field cannot resist this move.

Without the timing to activate, no matter what kind of defense is taken, it will not work, and it is absolutely impossible to avoid it.

Although it will not win directly like the Holy Right, in the face of this principle of high-dimensional fighting low-dimensional, almost no one can resist.

Roland raised his eyebrows and felt the power of the demon god on his third hand on his right shoulder.

"Even the last barrier is at stake. In this case, wouldn't it be wiser to stop resisting?"

He knew very well that Orelus's goal was not to smash the Holy Right, but just to create an opportunity to escape.

Because in front of an opponent with the power of the demon god, the Nordic Throne has no effect.

Unlike the Holy Right, which was absolutely banned, but the essence of forcibly competing with the same level has not disappeared, the Nordic Throne is to forcibly cancel each other's power.

After all, the essence of this move is that Orelus cannot use the power of the demon god to play with the world and phase in the palm of his hand like the demon god.

So Orelus has never used this move when fighting with Othinus.

Othinus's state at this moment is like an entrepreneur whose property has been frozen and can only use liquid funds.

When they can only use the liquidity allowed by the world, the two will fight hard.

But if they really overestimate their own strength and fight for the family property, they will only fail miserably.

Moreover, when all his demon power is invested in this technique, if something unexpected happens again, Orelus can only watch anxiously and hand over the victory to others.

In other words, if he fails to achieve his goal in this state, his flaws will be exposed in the next attack.

"It's just a matter of life and death!"

Orelus shouted excitedly, and he was worthy of being a ruthless man who dared to die with Othinus. He did not drag his feet at all, and the demon power in his body seemed to be a big jar that was broken, leaking out violently.

For a moment, the light of the Holy Right also lit up synchronously, making Orelus feel lighter, and the oppressive feeling everywhere on his body was much less.

In the case of increased mass, Roland's third hand had to readjust the output, which also involved more of the main body's mind.

Seeing this, Orelus was overjoyed. Next, as long as Othinus launched an attack at the same time, he could get out of the current predicament!

However, before Othinus' attack came, Orelus, who had just stood up, was held tightly again and could not move.

Instead, there was a stronger pressure than before.

"Damn it!"

Such a change made Orelus rarely show a ferocious expression.

He looked at the direction where the power of the demon in his body was pouring out with doubt, and then he was stunned.

"Is this... a black hole?"

The power of the demon, which could not be observed by all things in the world, was stretched when it continued to flow into the hole, reflecting the reflection under the light particles.

And this power of the end was swimming in Roland's palm in a dark vortex-like posture.

"To be precise, it is the black hole power formed by the power of the demon god mixed with the rotation of 990 trillion magnetic fields. Well, although that is the case, it has already surpassed many black holes formed in normal nature."

Rubbing the black hole with his hands, has Roland's mastery of the power of the demon god reached this level?

No, it seems that this is more like the effect of magnetic field rotation.

Although a black hole cannot fully carry my demon god power, using power to turn into a black hole to transfer the Nordic throne that should have been locked is a really excellent solution. If the scale can be exaggerated, I might...

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Orel's face changed.

The next moment, his guess was confirmed.

"Since the greetings have been made, then..."

Roland shrugged, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"-I'm going to set off a black hole storm." (End of this chapter)