Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"That power should be mine! Why can you bear it!"

The man in white robe roared unwillingly, completely unable to understand why things developed like this.

"Maybe it's because, from the beginning, it was me who was chosen."

Roland also looked at the engraving in his hand and was a little puzzled.

The Apocalypse virus has a group consciousness. The first host will become the king, the person with the highest authority named Eve. The virus itself has the mission of triggering the Apocalypse, and it must be completely To achieve this requirement, another force, the existence of Adam, is also indispensable. Only the combination of the two will have the power of creation.

But the question is, why was I chosen?

Seeing the man in white robe, Roland understood that he did not have the qualities to bear this power at all. Naturally, this king's power could not have been given to him by the Virus Queen.

Obviously, this was all done by the second spirit behind the scenes, who packaged the gift and sent it to him diligently.

Adam's authority is very dangerous. Even for the Virus Queen, this authority is independent, but the second bonded spirit inside still made such a bold choice even though he showed clear hostility. .

It's so suspicious...

Although in many anime, the theory of selection is an important factor. For many opportunities, only the protagonist can use them. Only the protagonist can do all this. Even many hot-blooded comics cannot escape this fatalism, just like Naruto's life. As the son of prophecy, just like the reincarnation of Asura, before you can obtain the power of the king, you must first be recognized by the Apocalypse Virus. During the silver spiral just flying, even if someone really stood in front of Roland and wanted to snatch this power, It will only be turned into a part of the river of souls.

But Roland would not naively think that he was really attracted by the Apocalypse virus just because of his recent success. After being separated from the original world, looking at those things from the old point of view would only be asking for trouble.

The reason why the Virus Queen took the risk and gave the King's Power to Roland may be that his nature is very suitable for the Apocalypse virus, but there is only one possibility for the second bonded spirit to admit this choice.

"Is there anything in me that makes him inevitable?"

Roland's eyes flashed slightly, and without too much hesitation, he waved the silver-white holy sword in his hand easily. Even behind the purple barrier, the man in white robes who glared at Roland could feel the killing intent. And the huge magic power wrapped around the other party.

Then, the earth cracked.

In the dark and deep grotto, thunder suddenly exploded.

Roland's figure instantly turned into a brilliant bolt of lightning, aiming towards the direction of the purple barrier like a fired cannonball.

The solid ground beneath his feet instantly disintegrated, as if it had been blasted by explosives. The sad and fine scars spread in all directions from his original position, carrying with them the thick dust that was shaken up.

At the same time, sacred brilliance spread out from Roland's hands.

The Holy Sword of Steel, which was enough to annihilate the Demon King and kill the original Elf King, was tightly held by Roland. In an instant, the gushing magic power was transformed into cold sword light, accompanied by blazing red flames, igniting everything around him. .

Amid the wails in the air, the dazzling sword light roared towards the purple crystal wall with an irresistible terrifying momentum!

Not even a shattering sound could be made, and the purple crystal wall was cut open by dazzling silver in silence.

The expression of the white-robed man inside the crystal wall changed.

"How is it possible? The defense of River of Sighs is the best in the world!"

This seemingly small purple crystal wall was formed from the fallen body of the fallen fairy's clone mixed with the power of the dungeon and the virus queen. It was several times more powerful than the original version.

Rui Weisi had tested its defense before. Even with the power of level 7, it could only leave a trace.

And when there is a supply of souls, it will not leave even a trace after being attacked by level 7. Now, most of the souls in this world have arrived here. It is no exaggeration to say that even if the entire fifty-ninth floor is shattered, The river of sighs won't hurt you at all.

In other words, didn't the blow just now have the power to shatter the entire fifty-ninth floor?

"Fallen Fairy!"

Such a powerful attack made the man in white robe no longer care about howling, and called out the defensive measures of the River of Sighs with a ferocious expression.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him at all. When the River of Sighs was punctured, the statue-like fallen fairy had already come to life.

The huge flowers and countless tentacles immediately rushed towards the gap cut by Roland, and soon turned into purple crystals again, filling the gap.

And her counterattack had already appeared in this cave.

"Magic... can you still sing after you become a monster?"

Riveria, who was observing the overall situation from the rear guard, exclaimed and subconsciously looked at Ais.

Before the fallen fairy could recite the incantation to activate the magic, Ais' eyes were completely taken away.

The blood in the body began to boil, and everything around him seemed to have faded away. Only the violent tinnitus could be heard. Such a unique feeling was even more intense than the time when the baby was born.

"Fallen... fairy?"

Ais pursed her lips, suppressing the trembling from her heart. At this moment, even though she was not chanting magic, the blue wind spontaneously danced around Ais.

No one needed to explain, Aisi knew what it was.

"It's my mother's wind..."

The wind she had always witnessed as a child was the gentle breath of her mother that she could always feel at that time.

Although she has passed away, her mother has always been with her in another way, anytime and anywhere.

Just like the current fairy wind.

Her mother has left with the hero, so how should she deal with herself after inheriting this bloodline?

And as if feeling the resonance, even the main consciousness has disappeared, and the fallen fairy suddenly turned his eyes to Ais and cheered, turning into a role like a vicious guard dog.

"Arya! Arya!"

Then, the magic chanted by the fallen fairy was also released.

As if to turn the world red, the flaming waves roared in like a tsunami, completely submerging Roland.

The blazing flames scorched the earth, and hung high in the sky like the blazing sun.

Under the magic of the fallen fairy, the originally dark grotto actually reversed day and night, and reversed black and white.

Under the protection of the fairy wind, Ais stared at the sea of ​​​​fire in front of her. Although she could not see the inside of the sea of ​​​​fire at all, she did not know why, but she could feel that the figure in it belonged to the hero's back. Her hero.

Put your hand on your chest and feel the beautiful beating sound and the instinctive call.

Fairies were born to dance with heroes.

Facing this kind of offensive, the defensive barrier put up by Riveria was somewhat unsustainable. The fallen fairies watched everything around them. Among the lone adventurers, only Aisi's wind was still tenacious. Fighting against the flames, other than that, there was nothing but scorched earth around her. Watching all this, she let out a happy laugh like a silver bell.

But the next moment, her laughter stopped abruptly.

In the flames, there was an icy light flashing.

A body as firm as a rock stepped out of the dancing flames. Every time he took a step, the gathered flames scattered like water, and the splashing sparks hit the surrounding walls, leaving behind Pieces of charred pits and hot liquid like lava.

"Flame, listen to my orders!"

Roland jumped up high and sneered coldly at the astonished fairy.

The next moment, as if hearing the supreme command, the raging tide of fire receded like an ebbing tide. The flames released by the fallen fairy turned into thousands of rapid turbulences and converged on Roland's body, condensing into a layer like a belt. The red flame clothes smelled of hell, they turned into pure magic power, blessing Roland.

In an instant, the holy sword, which was purer than any silver in the world, erupted like a mountain torrent with a light that lingered like flowing water!

In the sonorous voice, the figure of the fallen fairy floating outside the River of Sighs was directly killed!

Will die, will die, will die!

The white-robed man behind the River of Sighs could no longer bear the pressure from his spine to the top of his head, as if the god of death was behind him. He staggered and ran away, not caring about his ambitions, and planning to wake up the man behind him immediately. The virus queen.

Under this attack that was enough to wipe out Orario, the Wall of Sighs was still struggling to hold on, except for two deep sword marks and dense gaps, and was constantly repairing itself like the surrounding dungeons.

The words of the man in white robes are not bragging. The River of Sighs is indeed very expressive. At this time, it is like connecting to the Holy Grail on the outside. It will be much easier if it is not smoothed out with power far exceeding its specifications in one breath. Take your time.

Roland was just about to add a few more swords when an ethereal voice came from behind him.

"You can't defeat her in one go with just a sword."

"Ais?"

Looking at the girl walking behind him, Roland frowned and spoke in euphemistic terms.

"I know you are very powerful, but... leave this to me."

But Aisi did not obey Roland's words as usual, but continued forward and came to Roland.

"I noticed the fact that the person with the fire dragon armor was not seriously injured in the attack just now, but the clothes were damaged. And I, who is not that powerful, can also rely on my mother's power to resist the magic of the fairy. "

"Only the power of fairy spirits can fight against fairy spirits."

Roland looked at her subconsciously, and when he saw Ais's beautiful golden pupils, he understood everything.

"Could it be that……"

Aisi showed a shy smile and threw herself into Roland's arms, making a coquettish sound.

"I also want to help you, and now - I feel very warm in my heart."

As the distance got closer, Ais's chest also bloomed with blue light, echoing the engraving on Roland's hand.

When Roland looked forward again, the River of Sighs had turned into a spherical monster covered with purple crystal vines and a female monster face.

Combining the power of the dungeon and the Apocalypse virus, what was born from the combination of the two was an ancient monster that was in no way inferior to a black-eyed dragon, and it was letting out a roar that seemed to shake the world.

"Then let's go..."

Roland felt the weight held by his left hand and looked at Aisi in his arms.

The girl stared into her eyes and spoke a warm call.

"Please use me."

The next moment, Roland took action and stretched his hand towards Ais's chest.

"Um……"

Accompanied by a faint moan, Ais slowly closed her eyes.

Staring at the backs of Roland and Ais, the eyes of the Loki Familia and others suddenly widened. Even the infected monsters around them stopped attacking and looked at the two people in mid-air with wide eyes, as if they planned to witness this moment.

As if a strong electric current passed through his body, Roland felt this wonderful feeling. He penetrated Ais's body with his right hand, spread his five fingers, and grasped the deepest beam of light.

"Roar--!!!"

As if aware of the approaching crisis, the River of Sighs suddenly took the initiative to swing its unprecedented tentacles towards Roland. Each blow contained power that could shatter the body of a nearby first-level adventurer that was comparable to a servant.

Then, just before Roland was about to be hit, the deep wind turned into concentrated starlight, blowing away all attacks around him.

"That is--!"

Riveria, who silently watched this scene from a distance, opened her mouth wide.

Roland pulled out a heart-wrenching legendary sword from Ais's body.

Facing the violent ancient monster, Roland stood upright without wavering. He slowly let the wind lift Esther's body and sent her back to the expedition team's camp. He held Esther next to him with his other hand.

He looked at the roaring river of sighs in front of him and showed a confident smile.

"Sarah, come and count your sins."

Riveria subconsciously caught Ais, not even bothering to check her condition. She stared blankly at Roland's back in the distance and let out a trembling and excited sigh.

Behind the hero holding two holy swords, as the magic power continued to pour in, the phantoms of silver-haired and blond fairies seemed to appear beside him, holding the holy swords in their hands with him.

"Well, Esther, Ais, are coming!"

He jumped up high, roared and swung the holy sword in his hand with a speed that surpassed all others. In the same posture as the legendary hero, he lowered the light of judgment towards the dark ancient monster.