Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Mystery will be defeated by a higher mystery.

This is common sense understood by anyone who is familiar with the path of magic.

Because of this, Eltrucci is sincerely proud of her bloodline and identity. As Zhu Yue's successor, she has stood at the top of the Dead Apostles since her birth.

The same is true for Casey Palug.

It was born long before the period of history when it was recorded as the three-eyed cat demon.

Neither sleeping nor passing through barriers with different speeds of time, the monster named the White Beast actually lived through this long period of time before reaching the present era.

This devil dog of Gaia, the weight, history, power and minions it has accumulated so far are the true pinnacle of modern times.

But now, this monster that could cause the world to shake under extreme circumstances was thrown away like garbage in a one-on-one duel.

If this kind of thing were to spread, I'm afraid it would cause an uproar.

"Eh..."

Even Erteluki, who was a little uneasy, did not expect such a result.

"Kathy Palug!"

Her beautiful eyes widened, and she was stunned for a while before calling the white beast's name.

There is no need to ask about the result of the confrontation. There is no doubt that it was a terrible defeat.

The evidence was right in front of her eyes - Fu Fu's entire body was embedded in the cross at her feet.

With the physical strength of a primate killer, he could crush this stone cross with a flick of his tail.

What's more, before it was shot into the sky like a cannonball, and even the thick dust mist was thrown over at such a speed that it was cut into a vacuum.

Under normal circumstances, Fufu should have been unable to control herself, crushing the cross like crushing a biscuit and flying away like a meteor, but now it came to an abrupt end as if it encountered a wall of air in the game. .

What kind of exquisite power control is this...

Eltrucci stared at Roland who walked out of the dust mist that was blowing in the wind.

Even though the surrounding land was rolled up and even the roof was stained with a thin layer of dust from the previous movement, there was no trace of dust on Roland's body, let alone any injuries.

He walked straight like this, approaching Eltrucci's direction in a leisurely manner, as if everything was under control.

"What's going on? Isn't this guy human?"

Eltrucci tensed her body and kicked the white devil dog at her feet - even though the hair all over her body stood up, the other party still woke up after briefly losing consciousness for a few seconds.

"Fufu...I can't find any impression of a human being on this guy."

After speaking with the fully embodied primate killer, he paused for a moment before remembering that he had regained the ability to speak, and changed his words.

"But even with such a strong sense of inhumanity, theoretically speaking, he is indeed a human being...at least that's what my instinct tells me."

The White Beast shook his head, his tone was quite heavy.

"There is a god living in his body, or in other words, he is simply a god with human fantasies. I can only draw these two conclusions."

"..."

Eltrucci was silent.

She understood the hidden meaning in the beast's words.

In mythology, when the hero in the story encounters difficulties, the gods above will send help from the side.

Transform into an animal, a woman, or a scholar to guide the heroes.

But such changes are only temporary changes and cannot escape the judgment of the primate killer. Only by truly sublimating the great deeds of human beings, or possessing the merit of incarnating human beings to achieve great deeds, can we definitely get rid of this balance.

"A living saint?"

Eltrucci came up with the answer expressionlessly.

"I originally thought that the Holy Temple Church was up to some conspiracy again, but it turned out that it was real this time..."

"Sorry, Master, I seem to have made a mistake."

Fufu said in a deep voice.

"...It's not your fault."

Eltrucci recalled her previous words.

"Although I am indeed a little hungry, I am not to the point where a guy like you can serve as a substitute food."

This was the taunt she made when she executed the fallen priest who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth and tried to suck his own blood.

After hearing this, she thought her master was hungry and too lazy to continue watching, so Fufu ran out alone, intending to look for a suitable humanoid blood bag.

But since this was a remote town, there weren't many people there, and many of them were consumed by that idiot priest in the ceremony, so it gained nothing.

That's why on the way back, when she saw Roland, who had both temperament and appearance, Fufu couldn't wait to drag him over.

But just like Erteluqi said, although judging from the conclusion, Fufu did something bad with good intentions and took the initiative to lure the wolf into the house, this may have been unavoidable.

In addition to his regular appearance, the previous Roland gave the girl the impression of being so ordinary from beginning to end, with no abnormalities visible.

At this moment, Roland still had no pressure.

But whenever I see him, my eyes are involuntarily attracted, as if there is an inexplicable aura flowing on his body.

It was as if the other person was the center of everything, from the scene next to him to the entire world. Even a deaf-mute person couldn't ignore him.

This earth-shaking change is obviously some kind of cognitive barrier. Only by accurately realizing the possibility of a living saint can the image of Roland seen in the eyes lift off the original veil.

Although he is so powerful but still maintains this cognitive barrier, he obviously wants to deliberately fish!

The bastards from the Holy Church really don’t have any good things!

Although she wanted to roar like this, considering that she had just pretended to be an innocent girl and wanted to appreciate the ugly behavior of human beings when they encountered accidents, Eltrucci didn't have the confidence.

The girl whose thoughts were in chaos was silent for a while and said softly.

"If you add me, will you win?"

"I've tried my best."

"In other words, are you sure to lose?"

Eltruki murmured softly.

Although the White Beast did not answer directly, as a master and servant who had been with him for many years, she knew the power of the primate killer.

In the past, the girl had been curious when chatting with the other party.

If it encounters the key spell of Heroic Spirit Summoning that reappeared in the decisive battle that humans defeated the Moon King, how much can it cope with those summoned, mysterious and living crowned servants.

At that time, Fufu’s answer was simple.

Seven Riders.

As long as the seven guardians appear together, it cannot guarantee that it will win.

Even with the bonus of the primate killer's characteristics, this record is still terrifying.

In other words...if the opponent can defeat Fufu with such an attitude of ease...

Eltrucci's body stiffened, and goosebumps arose on her pale skin under the dress.

"Why don't you run away?"

Looking at the girl who tensed her body and had a solemn expression on her beautiful face, Roland walked up to her and asked with interest.

"I would never do such insignificant things. How many times do you think I have been hunted down?"

"Well……"

Roland was stunned by such natural words.

Is it something to be proud of being constantly hunted?

Wait, it seems to be true.

In a world dominated by human principles, as the ancestor of the Dead Apostles who is famous and often runs around outside, even after thousands of years, he still has not been sealed or even defeated by the Holy Church. It is indeed an honor. .

"With your status as a living saint, the Holy Church cannot suppress you, but it certainly won't dare to get too close to you."

Although the faction is not as large as White Wing Lord, as the Dead Disciple Ji-Jun, Eltrucci undoubtedly possesses the talents of a leader.

She has extensive negotiation experience and can always find the key points.

"I am Eltrucci Brunstad. No matter what your mission is, I can help you, as long as you can forgive me for my rudeness this time."

It is impossible for an existence like a living saint to act as a thug for the Holy Church, and it is impossible for the church to allow saints to mess around and shake the foundation, so there is a high probability that it will only provide the most basic help.

For a saint who puts his mission first, it is not impossible to compromise with the secular world in order to fulfill his mission.

This may not shake her will to exorcise demons in the end, but as long as she gets through the moment, she can use her subordinates and her identity to make a big fuss in human society, and then find an opportunity to escape from this turmoil.

"I understand, this is indeed a very tempting offer."

Roland nodded with a smile and seemed to have no intention of continuing.

"So, you agreed?"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not lower her guard and asked tentatively.

"Of course, after all, whether I agree or not will not change the outcome. Anyway, I want to collect the ancestors of the Dead Apostles..."

Zheng——

Without any hesitation, the moment he heard Roland's mission, the white beast that was lying on the ground shot out like a sharp arrow.

Even after being beaten up by Roland, it had fully understood the gap in strength between the two.

But Alteruki, who can make the primate killer obey her orders, does not rely on transactions or fate.

Fufu had the same emotions as Mashu after understanding Eltrucci's character.

For this valuable thing, life is something that can be sacrificed to it.

This sparkling will made Roland look a little sideways.

But it was just a sideways glance.

Suddenly, the white beast felt that his vision went dark.

Even if it could slow down time to a rate smaller than one frame, it couldn't clearly see how the hand appeared in front of it.

There was no time to react, and the hand that seemed to appear out of thin air stretched out from nowhere and pressed directly on the White Beast's face.

The slender fingers tightly closed its mouth.

At the same time, Roland was indifferent and indifferent, and the sound that seemed to be coming from far away even though he was very close, penetrated into its ears.

"Owe love again?"

It is different from treating it with contempt, or grabbing it by the back of the neck and tossing it around like a top for fun.

The emotion contained in this whisper was pure and cold murderous intent.

It's like some kind of warning.

When he realized this, the indescribable feeling of suffocation immediately climbed to the soul of the White Beast, making it freeze all over.

No matter how hard I try, I can't move even an inch.

Especially when Roland's eyes gradually came closer, and under the unbelievable gaze of the White Beast, its body changed again.

The sharp claws that could break gold and stone turned into soft balls, the snow-white and majestic mane turned into soft and fragrant fluff, and the tail that was originally stretched and erected also drooped.

In less than a moment, the size of the white beast shrank again and turned into a cute white little beast.

It lay obediently in Roland's hands, its body facing up, and its four short legs kept stroking its belly.

"Huh?"

Roland blinked in confusion, although he did intend to use physical means to calm Fu Fu down if he didn't obey.

But this behavior is too sensible, isn't it?

The Holy Right doesn't have the ability of Nangong Wenya to make anyone stupid by touching him.

Let alone Roland, Fu Fu herself was stunned.

As a weapon created for the purpose of a powerful beast, it knew very well what happened.

At this moment, the fear hidden in the body has overwhelmed its intellect that has been gradually supplemented over time. Therefore, in order to survive, it defies its will and chooses to flatter with a more lovely and harmless posture.

Just like a beast will show its belly to show submission in the face of an irresistible crisis, just like the reason knows that it is not possible, but under the influence of hormones, the body is often out of control.

Could it be that the threat felt by the subconscious in his body has exceeded the ability of reason to observe?

... What kind of monster is this guy? No, it's too shameful to be so scared so quickly!

At least let yourself struggle. There is no resistance at all. Isn't this Fu more useless than those two knights!

"Fu Fu~ Fu——"

Fu Fu's eyes are full of grief and anger, and she keeps wailing.

But because of the change in form, it loses the ability to speak and makes cute calls, which sounds like it is acting like a spoiled child.

On the other side, the expression on Altluchi's face has solidified.

This was not because of Fufu's sliding performance, but because she never expected that the mission of the living saint would be to collect the ancestors of the dead disciples.

Is it a lie used as an excuse?

... Impossible, although other things cannot be confirmed, Roland's willful attitude cannot be faked. He has no need to lie about such things, and this church, apart from the rumors related to the ancestors, is indeed not qualified for the living saint to come in person.

"Heh..."

The girl raised her head suddenly and gave up the idea of ​​pretending to be polite.

Like a flowing red moon, deep fluorescence emerged in the source, madly merging into the body of Altuluqi, echoing the girl's desperate will.

However, even though he was close at hand, Roland did nothing.

"Don't be so nervous, didn't I promise you?"

"Because I don't think the result will change, and although it was not your intention, objectively speaking, you did help me deal with the troubles in the church, so it's not impossible to give you a chance."

He chuckled.

"The only condition is to follow the principle of equal exchange."

"Equivalent exchange?"

Seeing that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, the frowning girl repeated the word.

"Yes, equal exchange."

Roland said calmly, "Although you did want to let me go at the beginning, you finally let your servant take action, so I will send a servant to do the same to you."

"As long as you can defeat it or escape, I will let you go."

Seeing that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, Altluqi did not rush to attack, but pondered for a while.

Anyway, even if the other party deceived herself, the worst result would be to fight with Roland, which was no different from now, so she might as well take a gamble.

In addition, although Roland was able to kill Casey Palug in seconds, if he was just the other party's servant, she should have a chance of winning.

As one of the only two qualified successors of Zhu Yue, Altluqi had such confidence.

"I agree."

"Very good, then, you can start preparing."

Roland smiled and snapped his fingers.

"Come here."

At the same time as the voice fell, Altluchi also held his breath.

Confidence does not mean carelessness.

She stared at everything in front of her, guessing what kind of monster would appear next. As a living saint, in the worst case, it is very likely that a spirit of the level of an angel would appear.

However, the next moment, Heiji realized how naive her thoughts were.

What was born with Roland's voice was not some glorious wings, but a dark shadow that seemed to absorb the surrounding light into its own color.

Between the shadows, a group of words like chanting came.

{This is}{The way of death}

{The underworld}{The road to the underworld}

{It is the judgment}{It is the gospel}

{Eternal peace}{Pain}

It is like the painful cry of the world itself at the end of the world.

Or - the prologue of the Apocalypse. (End of this chapter)