Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

To be fair, although he did have the idea of ​​teasing Arteluqi, Roland did not deliberately pretend.

After all, they had already taken advantage of almost everything, and the way they get along with each other had long passed the stage where they needed to deliberately show off this ability.

However, it was different from the slender feet that were easier to get started with and had the added touch of stockings.

In terms of both hands and mouth, the weight of experience is proportional to experience.

Arteluqi is indeed quite talented and has a fast learning ability, but for the enthusiastic Roland, he can only give her a passing evaluation.

This is because she got extra points for her first time.

However, after Hei Ji completely gave up her dignity in order to be angry, this conclusion was quickly overturned.

"Hiss--"

At the moment when the girl's teeth pierced the blood vessel, Roland's body trembled and he instinctively took a breath of cold air.

Although the tiger fangs were injured, it is undeniable that the feeling of being close to the fatal part and the vitality constantly draining away can easily stimulate the nerves, making the brain feel numb and intoxicated, just like being passed through by an electric current.

Moreover, vampires have racial talents in this regard.

In order to paralyze the prey, in the process of sucking blood, the prey is more likely to feel the pleasure of sinking than the pain.

For ordinary people, it is not surprising to be addicted to it and actively sacrifice their lives.

This kind of slightly drunken warmth and the beauty of emotion, to a certain extent, bring a greater sense of happiness than drugs or sex. Once you experience it once, it is difficult to let it go.

And perhaps because of the half-dead apostle and half-true ancestor blood flowing in the body, the pleasure brought by Altluqi is even better.

Even Roland, who has been through hundreds of battles, feels a little overwhelmed.

Because of the sense of danger that is there and not there, the perception is rapidly increasing.

Because of the intersection of vitality, it keeps pouring into the brain, making people intoxicated and comfortable.

The two impacts together constituted a wonderful experience, which brought Roland great satisfaction.

In just a dozen seconds, Roland felt his cheeks begin to heat up and his breathing became rapid.

This taboo experience was already quite excessive.

But there was a beautiful scenery in front of him that made people unable to look away.

Because she was provoked by Roland and was going to compete with him.

Miss Heiji had transferred all the anger in her heart to action.

Although her face was shy and annoyed, even her white cheeks could not help but sink in a little, as if they would turn into a beast that would pounce and bite in the next moment.

But this did not prevent the girl's head from rising and falling more and more, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

With such vigorous efforts, crystal sweat beads began to seep out of Arteluqi's smooth forehead, sliding down slightly along the ends of her hair and the tip of her small nose.

Since she had to lick her lips during the process, the girl's rosy lips, like her forehead, were gradually covered with a layer of shiny luster.

In front of such a heaven, Roland, who had been unable to attack for a long time and watched Altluqi's actions calmly, quickly put away the smile on his lips and reached out to support her head.

Unfortunately, Miss Heiji now has no time to pay attention to her hard-won victory.

The effect of such an action is indeed very significant, but the reason why Heiji put this trump card at the bottom of the box is not just because such a blood-sucking method is too shameful.

This is essentially a move to perish together.

After all, even if the initiative is on her side, in the face of the difference in the essence of life, the blood-sucking party is more likely to be unbearable than the blood-sucking party.

The majestic magic power almost endlessly flows through the blood and merges into Altluqi's body.

Because the channel formed by the contract has an upper limit, it has deteriorated to the point where it is almost unbearable compared to the original version.

But for Heiji, this is still an untouchable infinity.

Immortality, recovery, physical strength, and the limit of power.

Every drop of blood easily surpassed the upper limit that she would have needed a thousand years to break, allowing Alterochi's total magic power to continue to increase.

And this miracle is only a superficial and insignificant effect.

Unlike when she was repeatedly killed by the Pale Knight and gave all her power to Roland to complete the contract, most of the blood she absorbed was used to restore her first blood sucking.

This time, the power contained in the blood sucked into Heiji's body was used to expand her potential.

Because of the unstable elements of her blood, Alterochi can accomplish a feat that even Zhu Yue has never done, and bring the unawakened fourth beast Fu Fu under her command.

But it is precisely this instability that in other aspects except authority, her upper limit is not as good as Baiji's.

But now, this mixed blood begins to intersect in a deeper direction, constantly expanding its own possibilities.

Although this evolution at the life level is silent and Altluchi's consciousness is completely unaware of it, this inexplicable desire is still expressed by the body's instinct.

Blood-sucking urge.

Unlike the True Ancestor, the blood-sucking urge of the Dead Apostles is a necessary means of survival.

Just like human appetite, if the Dead Apostles do not strengthen themselves by sucking blood, they will gradually weaken, and in the end they will not even be able to maintain their own immortality.

Even at the level of the Ancestor, if they do not suck blood for a long time, they will also usher in their own destruction.

Although Artelucci has the blood of the ancestors, the restrictions in this regard are not as strict as those of ordinary dead apostles, but because she has never restrained herself, this desire overwhelmed her rationality in an instant.

"Why is it so delicious, oooo..."

The girl showed a strange and charming smile that was completely inconsistent with her tender and delicate face.

Her pearl-white skin was also stained with an attractive pink, and tears even appeared in her blurred pupils.

The impulse that filled her body made Artelucci happy and panic.

I thought that after the experience last time, she should be able to control herself this time.

But I didn't expect that this time, along with the impulse to suck blood, there was also a pleasure that she had never experienced before, as if she was fascinated.

Is it because of the privileges in her contract that this impulse is usually suppressed by willpower, but in fact her body has long been eroded by the subtle influence of the words of the dependents?

Or is it because her mouth was stuffed full, causing her to be stimulated by this strange feeling of fullness?

As for the root cause of this situation that was obviously beyond her cognition, Arteluqi really couldn't figure out the reason.

However, it didn't matter.

At this moment, the girl had no time to think about other things.

Those feelings and desires that were originally ignored in her struggle, like a can of soda that was shaken over and opened again, emerged all at once.

They were like a never-ending wave, constantly impacting Arteluqi's senses.

She only felt like a small boat in a storm, helpless and up and down with the waves.

In the face of such an experience, Heiji's petite body stopped trembling, her long black hair behind her moved without wind, and her whole body quickly tensed up.

After resting for a few minutes, Roland gently released the hand that was holding the girl's head.

Arteluqi, who was liberated, also pulled out her canine teeth in time, and her throat moved slightly.

After swallowing several times, she subconsciously wiped her mouth.

"Fu?!"

Seeing this, Fufu's tail was lifted to the sky, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

She actually swallowed it all...

If she could barely say that she was a revenge princess who endured humiliation for the sake of the contract before, then the current actions of Eltluqi, no matter how hard she tried to explain it, could only be between an iceberg maid who was obsessed with serving, or a proud maid who was originally concerned about her master.

"Huh, thank you for the hospitality."

Roland sighed with satisfaction, but was not surprised by this.

Because of the connection with the contract, this behavior was originally similar to replenishing magic. It was normal for Eltluqi, who became dazed after absorbing a large amount of her own blood, to do this.

As for the anger and shame that abandoned her reserve and dignity, it would have to wait until she came to her senses before her brain responded.

Hmm... With that said, it seems that things will be very bad next.

"Well, time is running out. We should split up. I'll deal with the water demon. I'll leave the task of retrieving Rita to you and Fufu."

After noticing that Heiji's dilated pupils began to fluctuate, Roland stood up, threw the pit to Fufu seriously, and left quickly.

"Fufu--!"

As expected, before he officially entered Fuhai Forest, the white beast's cry echoed between heaven and earth.

Even at a distance of several kilometers, one could feel the tearful and angry feeling in this sky-breaking sound.

"...Today's wind is so noisy."

Roland sighed, turned his head mercilessly, and stepped directly into the bloodthirsty forest in front of him.

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The raging wind was expanding in an astonishing manner.

In front of this storm blade that rolled up in an arc without any blind spots, no matter how well-trained the body was, or how powerful the protective magic was to resist explosions and guns, it was useless.

Even a city wall would collapse and be completely destroyed by this blow.

It is no exaggeration to say that even when Saber fully releases the Wind King Hammer, it is only this powerful.

But this attack, which is comparable to the Servant's Noble Phantasm, is just a prelude that is not worth mentioning for Lorelaia.

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The girl's slender hands waved calmly.

Every time she danced, a huge storm blade would emerge.

They continued to combine and cut each other, but there was no internal friction, but they merged into one like colliding waves.

In the blink of an eye, it was enough to crush everything, and the layers of waves covered everything around.

Whether it was the solid earth, the twisting and squirming forest, or the dead apostles hiding in it, they all turned into fragments of varying sizes, falling and disintegrating like rain.

With Lorelaia as the center, the vibrating atmosphere continued to splash, destroying the entire battlefield.

This scene is enough to understand why magicians have abandoned modern magic.

Even a talented and far-sighted person like Kenneth is still the same. At most, he will allow a subtle place like the El-Melloi classroom to exist.

This is certainly not because they cannot see the potential of modern magic.

But before the foundation of modern magic has been established, and before mankind has completely entered a future of mysterious decline, the current trend may be wrong, but it certainly won't be too wrong.

After all, Lorelaia, who is the ultimate magician, only has the lower limit, but she doesn't know how many times it exceeds the upper limit of modern magic. For a magician who puts profit first, she will naturally not sacrifice the good for the weak.

However, Lorelaia, who was revered as a queen by the magicians, looked at the mess in front of her. The coldness on her face not only did not ease, but actually increased the chill.

"How long are you going to keep playing this trick?"

Lorelaia narrowed her eyes and said coldly.

"Although you are a human leech that can only suck blood, you are still a being who has obtained the name of the ancestor. How could you die because of such an attack?"

"You are so eloquent even though you are already in the desperate situation of chronic death. You are really annoying."

Smilei walked out with the same cold expression as if she was strolling in the courtyard, bathed in the bright red moonlight.

Even with her lazy personality, she would feel uncomfortable being insulted by words like leech to her face.

However, when it comes to being unhappy, Lorelaia is no less dissatisfied.

When staring at Smilei's unscathed body and the vacuum surrounding the opponent's body without any air, the girl even gasped unconsciously.

"It's so difficult..."

Lorelaia finally understood what Smiley meant when she said, "Don't look down upon the realization of your fantasy."

Although this home squatting body has many flaws, the realization of fantasy is very compatible with this weakness.

The environment of the planet can be changed at any time according to the idea, which means that the other party will not be helpless no matter when and where.

The bright red moonlight that still lingers in the sky is proof of that.

When she faced her previous surprise attack, Smilei had summoned the red moon, an environment that would elevate the power of the Dead Apostles to its peak, causing the half-asleep Fu Hailin to become restless, thus taking advantage of the changes in space, his whole body retreat.

She was also forced to deal with the attack of this blood-sucking forest.

And when Loreleia activates the big magic to clear the area and launch an attack, Smiley can calmly create a vacuum-like field and forcibly use physical rules to weaken her power.

For numerical monsters like Loreleia, this kind of enemy is too troublesome.

Moreover, as Smiley said, her current situation is quite bad, and struggling is an understatement.

Fu Hailin under the red moon has completely isolated the Great Source. Even a top magician like Lorelaiya cannot draw magic power from it and can only rely on its own vitality to convert it.

Although different from other magic families who still need to inherit and improve their bloodline from generation to generation, Barthemero, who has a bloodline called "blue blood", has reached the peak in terms of the quantity and quality of magic circuits. .

Lorelaia's own circuit is known as a miraculous crystallization that surpasses all magicians and is almost magical.

But it is undoubtedly a bit difficult to fight the ancestor of the Dead Apostles in an environment where there is only one way out.

She has been carefully considering the consumption and power of each magic, but she still cannot make ends meet.

At this point, all we can do is try the beheading tactic.

Lorelaia didn't like this gambling-like tactic, she could even say she hated it.

But if it continues, without Smilei taking action, she will be unable to support herself first.

"Wind——!"

She raised her hands and chanted the incantation again.

Lorelaia's pride prevented her from showing her weak side in front of the Dead Apostles, and she planned to risk her life in the next battle.

"Heh, interesting... Do you want to fight to the death?"

At the same time, Smiley also sensed the danger of crisis.

As a being whose will is connected to the planet, she has keen intuition far beyond what others imagine.

But even without this passivity, she could still guess what Lorelaia was thinking.

Although the girl did not say it directly, the courage and determination on her face that she was not afraid of life and death and would carry out her actions to the end was no different from the great heroes of ancient times.

"Then as you wish -"

Although her performance was quite casual and lacked the majesty and demeanor of her ancestors, it did not mean that Smiley did not have her own pride.

If he didn't have the courage to confront the magician in an environment where the source was isolated, he would definitely be laughed at by Rita afterwards.

Smilei raised the corners of her mouth and raised her hand.

Bang--!

There was a muffled sound like an explosion.

It was the sound of the atmosphere being cut open.

The next moment, hundreds of skewed spatial faults appeared around Smilei.

"Fight against wind, even if you lose, you won't have any complaints, right?"

Lorelaia didn't speak, but the magic circuit rotating like a roar and the white-silver light emitting from the holy coat made of mithril were already the best answer.

In an instant, the artificially created vacuum magic and the naturally existing spatial faults were intertwined.

The cutting and whistling sounds gradually became continuous. If your hearing was good enough, you could still faintly hear the weeping screams.

From between the colliding faults, turbulent currents continued to splash out, crushing everything in the world like a hot knife cutting into butter.

Lorelaia and Smiley realized at the same time that the moment of decisive battle was coming.

However, before they could go all out, the expressions on their faces froze.

"Click——"

A creepy sound rang out.

On the section that was supposed to be indestructible, formed by the two trump cards together, horrifying cracks appeared without warning.

"In the way."

Roland easily tore open the space fault that was enough to turn all mysteries and obstacles into bubbles in the water, just as easily as tearing a piece of paper.

Then, he smiled and waved to Lorelaia, who was completely stunned.

"Sorry, I'm not late, am I?" (End of Chapter)