Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Although they are abnormal beings who go against human nature and fundamentally distort the way of existence of living things.

But most magicians do not dislike the dead apostles who abide by the rules.

After all, the power of the dead apostles is too tempting.

Just trampling on death and getting rid of the limit of life span is undoubtedly a different kind of temptation for magicians who need to rely on several or even dozens of generations of human inheritance to complete their research.

Among the twenty-seven existing ancestors, several ancestors were transformed from magicians.

Because of this, even if they cannot accept this kind of abnormal way of survival, magicians will still give these living dead the title of "dead apostles" to distinguish them from vampires.

But Lorelaia is obviously not bound by this rule.

She is still outputting unilaterally.

"Although I am not interested in how rats survive in dark corners or how corpses rot in coffins, I am not so magnanimous as to turn a blind eye to them when they are in front of me."

"Since you are all covered in human skin, at least learn to be more like them and show due respect and attitude."

"Or...if you are really so scared that you can't move, then just go home now, so that I don't have to do it myself."

Lorelaia's cold voice was like a passing cold wind, instantly extinguishing the enthusiasm that the magicians had just ignited because of the two exquisite magic eyes.

Although as the girl herself said, her purpose was not to collect the magic eyes, and she did not do it directly.

But now it seems that she does not seem to have the intention of letting it go lightly.

It's like an approaching storm.

As long as she finds a flaw, she will quickly cut into it and bite the enemy's throat, and will never stop until it is torn into pieces.

With such a troublemaker who deliberately comes to find trouble, if it is not handled properly, it is unknown whether the next auction can continue.

"Please forgive me for not being able to answer you under the current circumstances."

After a long silence, Rey Andros spoke again.

"Please give us some time. The manager of this car will give you a clear answer tomorrow at the latest."

"Hmph... Yeah."

Lorelaia snorted coldly, with an unusual light in her eyes.

She still seemed a little dissatisfied with this result, but she seemed to be able to accept it, so she did not continue to ask, but sat back.

But the extinguished atmosphere is not so easy to recover.

The meaning contained in Rey Andros's words made the magicians around them freeze in place as if they were stared at by the petrified magic eye.

The fear of having the possibility of seeing the rainbow-level magic eye and the reality of being more likely to die in the conflict deeply impacted everyone's heart.

For a moment, the dining car seemed to be silent as if someone had pressed the mute button.

This atmosphere made Rey Andros sigh secretly.

At the moment, this unexpected development was completely out of her control.

But because of the instructions from her superiors, she had to continue to maintain the task of hosting the auction.

This is undoubtedly a difficult problem.

Even if this is not the responsibility of the Magic Eye Collection Train, customers will not care so much, not to mention that most of the guests who received the invitation letter were magicians.

This group of realists will not blame the cause at all, but will only remember the result that the organizer has no risk resistance and publicize it.

If they cannot come up with a satisfactory explanation, many magicians will leave directly at the end of this journey, no, in the middle of the journey.

So, she said as if to make up for it.

"Please rest assured, even if the exception of the Rainbow-level Magic Eye is still unclear, our original finale product will definitely not disappoint you. It is a pair of gem-level Magic Eyes that have been reserved."

The rarity of the gem-level Magic Eye instantly broke the deadlock, causing some strange fluctuations in the silent atmosphere again.

The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

Although this journey is full of unstable factors such as saints, magic marshals and rainbow-level magic eyes, to be fair, the improvement in the quality of this product is also visible to the naked eye, and even a gold-level magic eye appeared on the first day.

——If you hold the attitude of stopping while you are ahead and take the products you bought before the appearance of the unknown rainbow-level magic eyes, you may be able to get away with it.

Although everyone knows that this hope is small, in the face of huge interests, risks have always been ignored by magicians.

Otherwise, pursuing the root would not be the ultimate dream of every orthodox magician.

Seeing this, Lei Android added fuel to the fire.

"Moreover, unlike ordinary magic eyes, the ability of this pair of gem-level magic eyes is 'past vision'."

The level of the magic eye is the same as the rank of the magician. It can only represent a certain lower limit, but cannot determine the strength of actual combat.

When encountering the right user, the noble magic eye can also play a value comparable to the gold level.

But even so, among the myriad of mystical eyes, there is still a chain of contempt, and at the top of it are future vision and past vision.

After all, even if other mystical eyes cannot replicate their abilities, most magicians can still find ways to deal with them. The simplest way is to use the mystical eye to kill to suppress the effect of staring.

But this mystical eye ability involving cause and effect cannot be defended.

Because what it observes is essentially no longer the enemy in the field of vision, but the information of the world. The user is not using the mystical eye, but using the mystical eye as a medium to reproduce that information in reality.

Therefore, this kind of magic eye can often play a far greater effect than its value. For example, Theresa, the witness found by Lorelaia, used the prediction of future vision to reveal the information that the magic eye collection train had never revealed.

And the past vision that can reach the gem level is probably beyond the scope of simply analyzing information and replaying it.

It is enough to overlap the past with the present and create a kind of "absolute" future.

For example, cut a knife in advance at a certain position, and then use the magic eye to reproduce the cut when the enemy overlaps with it.

Since the result of being cut is a reality determined in advance, neither physical nor magic can defend, and the treasure or skills are powerless.

Unless you also have the ability to interfere with cause and effect, you can only be forced to bear this result with your body.

In terms of priority, even the mystery of the heroic spirit cannot compete with it.

The fourth bomb evolved by Roland's Killer Queen uses such an unbreakable logic, which makes the arrogant Gilgamesh choose to give up the frontal battle and look for an escape route in secret.

"Are those magic eyes of the measuring type?"

Not caring that Lorelaia was still beside him, a magician soon raised his hand to ask.

"Yes, although it is only the result of a preliminary appraisal, the magic eyes do have the ability to make the shadows that have long ended in the past appear in the present like bubbles."

Leandro smiled and nodded.

"The Magic Eyes of Bubble Shadow, this is the name we gave it."

After getting the confirmed result, everyone's expressions changed, but some people also noticed the details in Leandro's words.

"Such a precious product, just a preliminary appraisal?"

Olga Marie frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

"Yes, although I am full of confidence in the technical appraisal results, because the product has not been officially handed over to us, we will only recognize the results of the first appraisal."

Leandro threw out another bombshell.

"However, please rest assured that the seller is among the guests this time. We will take care of it in real time and collect it in time for secondary verification within the scheduled time to ensure that the product is genuine and the price is fair."

Hearing such words, the magicians around subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the crowd.

Obviously, everyone was very curious about who the lucky person who was born with the magic eye that even monarchs wanted but could not get was, and even Lorelaia was no exception.

In a short while, the focus of the carriage was locked on the silent Caleb.

Many people present were frequent passengers of the train. Although not delving too deeply into the origins of others was the secret to getting along with each other, they still had the ability to initially identify the sellers.

Members of the Holy Church were really out of tune with this kind of auction.

Saints like Roland with a high status would be fine, but ordinary agents like Caleb were really out of place.

Although there were people who used magic in the Holy Church, except for baptism chants and basic magic, they basically did not have a deep understanding of it, let alone the manipulation and control of the magic eye.

Considering that he was old enough to retire in the secular world, even if he transplanted the magic eye, he would not have the time and physical strength to adapt to it.

The situation is even worse. The transplanted Mystic Eye will start the spell without authorization, forcibly extracting the user's vitality, and it is possible that the user will die.

In this way, Caleb can only be the seller who comes to sell the Mystic Eye that is gradually out of control.

After realizing this, many people's expressions changed, and their eyes became more and more eager.

High-level Mystic Eyes are as mysterious as a storm. If the user is not talented enough, even with the magical technical assistance of the Mystic Eye Collection Train, problems will often arise.

When introducing the Mystic Eye of Plunder, the Mystic Eye Collection Train clearly emphasized that two of its hosts had been backlashed and were forced to give up the Mystic Eye when they were on the verge of death.

But Caleb, an outsider who is not even a magician, can control the gem-level Mystic Eye until old age, which is enough to show that the properties of the Mystic Eye of Illusion are not only excellent, but also stable and gentle.

For research-oriented magicians, this is an irresistible temptation.

If used properly, they might be able to use the ability of past vision to reproduce some lost magic, turning the magic eyes that can only be used by one generation into achievements that benefit several generations.

Secretly watching the expressions of others, Rey Andros breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is against the style of the magic eye collection train to announce the seller and the finale product in advance, as long as the responsibilities can be implemented, this effort is worth it.

Unfortunately, although she only has the simple idea of ​​fulfilling her responsibilities, she is destined to be disappointed.

"Oh, speaking of this, there is still this matter that has not been dealt with..."

Roland pointed at the table, with a look of realization.

Attracted by his voice, everyone looked over, even Altluki was a little surprised, wondering what his master was doing again.

But Roland just turned his head and looked at Rey Andros.

"I am really rude. Although the church is a little unreasonable in many cases, I am now a human walker of the church after all, and I still have to save its dignity."

"Huh?"

These somewhat incoherent words made Rey Andros a little confused.

To save the church's reputation? What does that mean?

Could it be that the other party, as a saint, forced Caleb's magic eye to be sold?

But this is totally unnecessary. The reason why the magic eye collection train is so well-known is that they will treat customers who are willing to cooperate with them in a fair manner.

No matter how much money is sold, it will be transferred to the seller truthfully. Roland can compete openly at the auction. It is just a matter of passing the price.

"You still can't understand? Forget it... Caleb."

Roland said in a deep voice, looking at Caleb aside.

"Your Majesty."

Upon hearing the call, Caleb quickly stood up, knelt down on one knee next to Roland's seat, and bowed his head slightly.

His skills are so strong that he doesn't look like a seventy-year-old man. Although he is not the kind of monster that can fight with followers, as a successor, he is still quite capable.

"Keep your head up."

Caleb, who had full trust in the saints and the church, raised his head without warning.

But what caught his eye was not Roland's face, but a hand as white as jade, with no flaws visible.

In the shortened distance, the hand continued to enlarge in Caleb's field of vision, looking like a priest baptizing believers.

However--

"I accept your magic eye."

There is no tender action, and it can even be said to be violent.

Roland's fingers poked directly into Caleb's eyes.

It was like reaching into the soil, it was so natural that it penetrated in, not even a drop of blood was shed in the process.

When Roland pulled out his finger again, the two vivid eyes had slipped safely between his fingers and into the palm of his hand.

"?!"

Olga Marie was so frightened by this sudden change that she stood up and knocked over the chair next to her.

The reactions of the other magicians were very similar, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

However, the two people involved were unusually calm.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your help."

Although his eyes turned into empty holes and he was completely blind, Caleb returned to his calm expression after a few seconds.

"You have quite extraordinary willpower. Generally speaking, if your eyes are removed like this, you will be in a trance unconsciously for at least a while."

Roland raised his eyebrows, completely unaware of the fact that he just took off someone else's eyeballs.

"However, one of the things I did when I regained consciousness was that I was a little surprised to say thank you. That's all before. This journey should have made you realize how precious your eyes are."

"Whether it is such a treasure or the money it represents, it can significantly change your life. Wouldn't you feel regretful if it was taken away by me like this?"

"For me, these eyes are just a test from the Lord."

Caleb answered without any hesitation.

"If this train wasn't the only one that could be properly disposed of, I would have asked the church to save it."

"...Well, I just have one question."

Seeing Caleb's sincere gesture, Roland chuckled and put his hand on the old man's eyes again to cover them.

"Caleb, do you believe me?"

It was obviously just such a simple question, but Caleb, who was crisp and clear in both actions and words, subconsciously froze in place.

To others, it's just a common statement.

But he had heard about the miracles of this living saint and had seen the other person with his own eyes, but he could not treat him so lightly as he was a piece of the past.

"Lord...I believe."

“Then according to your faith, let God’s deeds be revealed in you.”

Roland took his hand away and smiled slightly.

"Open your eyes."

Caleb opened his eyes subconsciously—it was clear that he had never felt any light before opening them.

But what is incredible is that when he opened his eyes, the vivid and clear world appeared in his field of vision without any barriers.

Olga Marie, who was stunned, Lorelaia who narrowed her eyes, and Leandro, who was unable to hide his uncontrollable expression even though the upper half of his face was wrapped in leather.

Will these non-believers also understand the weight of this miracle?

With such questions, Caleb realized something belatedly and looked at the window on the side.

Then, he also froze on the spot.

In the bright car window, these brand-new eyes were reflecting the same light as the cross on his chest.

"Rejoice, for I have brought you the glorious gospel."

From his hoarse throat, Caleb squeezed out a sound of prayer or awe-inspiring chants.

"——God walks among us." (End of chapter)