Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The Golden Wolf still didn't stop struggling.

It is the genuine third magic, and it is also a noble existence among fantasy species. Pain will only arouse his ferocity even more.

Even though he was nailed to the ground, his hind legs were still vigorously stepping on the ground. The sharp claws that were harder than the Noble Phantasm easily tore through the air, and the beast's pupils were filled with anger.

Even one claw of the golden wolf, which was several meters tall, was like a sharp sword. He wanted to use the action of exchanging injuries for injuries to prevent Roland from pulling out the holy sword.

It is not uncommon for Beo to encounter enemies who use the mystery of foreign objects to cause harm to him, but compared to those foreign objects that can harm him, the user's body is the biggest flaw!

"What a naughty guy..."

Roland raised his eyelids slightly. Until this moment, there was still no fear on his face. It was as if he had cut off all negative emotions. He was incredibly calm, so calm that it made Beo's hair stand on end.

Roland stopped drawing the sword and nailed the silver holy sword into Beo's body again with his backhand!

The hot and cold sword light bit into everything about the giant wolf from the inside out, causing Beo to scream incoherently.

But this scene, which is like the liberation of a Noble Phantasm, does not appear bloody. There is no scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, or the scene of severed limbs and internal organs spilling out. Wherever the sword light passes, there is only a piece of evaporated nothingness and dots of gold. of stardust.

Except for the bit of gold that still hangs on Esther's sword, there is no trace of the Golden Wolf's former existence.

Roland looked down at the ground and let go of the sword.

"You still don't obey? You've already died once."

Suddenly, the ground under his feet lost its sense of reality as if it was in the heat of the sun, gradually distorting, blurring the realm of reality and illusion, rolling and undulating.

The tall beast shadow appeared again, and with an explosion-like roar, the Golden Wolf let out a terrifying low roar and slowly stood up.

His head is still that of a wolf, and the color of his fur has not changed, but his body has expanded even more than when he was a giant wolf. His forelimbs have turned into human-like hands, but the sharp nails can still be used to quickly pull them apart. Differentiate from ordinary hands.

The power of the third method allowed the destroyed beast body to be reborn again, and the materialization of the soul also allowed Beo to change its appearance again.

Compared to giant wolves or humans, this is his true form as a fantasy species, a golden werewolf.

As a magical beast that exists in reality, the werewolf has no golden counterpart, which is proof that he is a top fantasy species.

"Damn you guy! Do you think you can defeat me with external objects?"

Beo made a sound of gnashing his teeth, and his face was completely distorted. Since he traveled this world with Chengzi, he has always been an invincible existence. Even other strong men will take the initiative to give in and reduce conflicts because they are afraid of it. , for the arrogant Golden Wolf, there is no time more humiliating than now.

"Relying on foreign objects?"

As if he heard something funny, the corners of Roland's mouth gradually rose.

"Don't make me laugh. The reason why I use Esther is very simple. I'm just afraid that I might accidentally kill you during the training process."

Roland didn't want to kill Beo, but since the other party was so ignorant, he didn't have to think about how to show mercy to the husky who hadn't yet figured out who his master was.

"It seems that Chengzi has really spoiled you. That's right, your gender has been clearly differentiated, so let me break it back first."

To fantasy species, gender is meaningless.

Even in human form, he should be a neutral existence, and the previous Beo obviously looked like a little boy.

This is the fighting spirit cultivated through victory after victory after being constantly exploited and indulged by Aozaki Orange.

The originally pure Golden Wolf didn't know how high the sky was when he had no restraint. Victories amplified his arrogance and self-esteem again and again, leading to the emergence of gender.

"A brazen talker. Do you think I will be as careless as I was just now? I will never succumb to you!"

The golden wolf roared again, and his figure immediately disappeared. He moved around in the woods around him. After turning into a werewolf form, his movements were incredibly flexible, but he was always slightly blown by the wind he was approaching. In one fell swoop, the big tree that needed several people to embrace collapsed, and the incision was extremely neat.

But Roland still stood there, his eyes following the golden shadow, and he showed a gentle smile.

"That's not necessarily the case, you are still just a beast after all.

"There is a way to make you submit, Beo, but there is only one way, which is to order you to obey me, catch you unwillingly, and force you to obey me. If you refuse, I will beat you."

"Beat you until you give in, and then order you to obey until you admit that you obey."

Roland slowly opened his five fingers and then closed them one by one.

"I heard that even the strongest creatures on earth would cook obediently when faced with such a method. So, let me give it a try too."

"Next, Beo, I'm going to give you a whip called complete defeat."

Under Beo's horrified and angry gaze, Roland's figure came to him in an instant. The distance was too close. Although it reacted, it no longer had enough room to dodge.

"boom--!"

With the loud noise of the tree trunk breaking, the Golden Wolf fell to the ground like a meteor, setting off a terrifying shock wave that flattened an area of ​​100 meters.

In the tsunami-like surge of sand and dust, Roland punched Beo in the chest. With the mark of the bull shining brighter in his eyes, the divine power that could knock down the dragon from the sky was doubled. It easily penetrated Beor's fur, which could resist even the Noble Phantasm, shattered his bones, and crushed every inch of flesh and blood into ashes.

Under the mark of the cow, the power of the sheep also quietly lights up, letting the pain reach straight to the soul.

Before Beo could scream, Roland's other fist reached in from the sharp wolf kiss and crushed his skull.

Compared with this kind of offensive, Esther's sword light before could only be described as gentle.

Each of Roland's punches was pure violence, with extreme bloodshed. He did not train obedience at all like traditional training, inflicting pain while giving a glimmer of hope at the same time.

He just silently beat the fantasy species under him, feeling the immortality of the other party wear away little by little, feeling the pain and fear coming from the soul, and let out a wild laugh.

"It's useless! It's useless! It's useless!"

Beo's meager resistance was wiped out by Roland's fist from the beginning. For the rest of the time, he simply acted as a target.

As Roland's attacks became more and more fierce, the pits in the ground became deeper and deeper, and the land in the distance began to sink. Terrifying vibrations continued to spread through the earth, causing a spectacle like an earthquake, even in the dense forest. The outside is also shaking constantly.

If it were in a city, I'm afraid this would already be a scene of devastation.

But fortunately, in order to hide his purpose and preliminary preparations, the dense forest chosen by Aozaki Orange was already deserted. Coupled with the barrier, even if the vibration spread to distant places, it was reduced a lot. With the daily habits of this island country, it has long been I'm not surprised by this, and it won't cause any commotion.

Although he has developed a arrogant and arrogant character through victory, such easy access to things matches his childish temperament. Although this golden wolf is a fantasy species, in terms of fighting will, at most he is just a bully and fears the strong. Just a naughty kid.

After his body turned into a puddle of flesh and his soul was about to be shattered by the shock, Beo's heart was already filled with fear.

It constantly sent out emotions of fear and begging for mercy from its own soul, but Roland, who beat him, turned a blind eye and just continued to destroy the power he was proud of little by little.

Just when the Golden Wolf thought he was going to become the most miserable fantasy species to die, Roland suddenly stopped moving.

A white light emitted from Roland's eyes, fell on the residue in front of him, and quickly restored it.

The Golden Wolf trembled, and before he had time to feel the beauty of life, he quickly realized what he should do. He looked at Roland with clear eyes, and he no longer saw the arrogance he had before.

"Master...please..."

But before he could finish his words of surrender, a strong hand clasped his wolf kiss like a vise.

"Shhh... I'm not happy yet, so please think carefully about surrendering to me, right?"

Roland put his free finger in front of his lips and smiled happily.

"Next, let's start the second round."

"Woo...wow!"

In Beo's eyes, which were filled with tears as his mouth was locked and unable to even make a sound, only the enlarging shadow of his fist remained.

A few minutes later, after everything had settled, Roland stood up and proudly moved his wrists.

"Happy and happy. Sure enough, it's better to do some exercise once in a while. It's also good for your mood."

The golden werewolf who was lying in the pit with no scars on his body sat on the ground, buried his head in the hair of his arms, and lowered his head deeply.

It was like a girl who had mistakenly fallen into an unspeakable link and could only pass the time by counting the stains on the ceiling with her empty eyes.

Beo sat quietly, his body trembling.

In the past, he has also fought against the mysteries of various eras, including even ancient beings themselves, but he has never been defeated in the face of his absolute power.

And now, he knew what Roland meant by complete defeat.

In the beginning, it was just a beating, but from the second round on, it was like pure catharsis.

Not only his body, but also his materialized soul was trembling. Whenever he was on the verge of death, he would be revived by the same power as him, but the young man would not let himself utter words of begging for mercy and care for himself. started shaking his fists.

Under any kind of attack, no matter whether it is such a noble fantasy species or a legendary hero, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

By the end, Beo was completely numb. As long as it could make Roland happy, he was willing to do anything. He even actively adjusted his movements to meet Roland's fist and became a simple target. It may be because of this kind of obedience that he was able to Escape from that torture as soon as possible.

"What are you doing standing still? Take me up quickly."

Roland turned around and looked at Beo who was sitting on the ground. He stood unceremoniously on his shoulder, looked down at the werewolf, and ordered coldly.

The moment he heard Roland's urging, the golden hair on the werewolf's body stood up. Regardless of the chill that came from his back, he forcibly suppressed the fear that was a biological instinct.

It held up Roland's feet with the gentlest and most cautious gesture in its life, jumped up, and jumped out of the pit filled with its blood and tears.

Because his body was intact, Beo could do this easily. His claws were still weapons that could cut off the Noble Phantasm, and his body still possessed strong immortality.

But at such a close distance, let alone the thought of resisting Roland, Beo was already trying his best to suppress the fear filling his heart and prevent his legs from trembling.

From the previous facts, it has understood a fact.

They are both high-dimensional beings, but they also have differences.

The difference between Roland and it may be greater than the difference between it and humans.

From this body without any damage, those invisible shackles like phantom pain are the best proof. The wild intuition and instinct made it kneel down to feel the reincarnation young man who kept giving him life and death.

This guy is definitely not human!

But even if he felt Roland's power at such a close distance, Beorn, who was two thousand years ahead of the world in mystery, could not understand the other party's existence itself.

The only thing that is certain is that this is definitely not the birth of the world.

The world may give birth to a savior with the possibility of exceeding the upper limit, but it will not let go of the birth of such an existence that may cause destruction in a moment.

It's impossible to win! Because the benchmarks are completely different, just like the gap between magic and magic.

No, now is not the time to think about such things!

Beo had abandoned everything. After sending Roland to the outside of the crater, which was like a meteorite, he lowered his head obediently, raised his limbs in the sky, and exposed his soft abdomen to Roland.

The other party was right, he was just a beast.

But faced with such obvious flattery and flattery, Roland just stood aside, holding his chin, looking at him.

"You lost, Beo."

Roland looked at the trembling Beo and declared calmly, without a trace of ridicule.

But those cold eyes with a look of disdain still made Beo lose all his strength as if he had been pierced by a sharp arrow.

How will the winner treat the loser?

When he thought of his ungrateful words before the war, Beo wanted to go back in time and bite his bad-mouthed self to death.

"Master, please forgive my disrespect..."

"This should be considered a successful training,"

Roland looked at the golden wolf and squatted down.

"But I don't need a wolf as a pet, so will you be my dog?"

"certainly……"

Beo didn't finish his words. When he looked at Roland's expectant pupils, he seemed to realize something and immediately changed his words.

Then, with more than two thousand years of mystery, the ace card that can fight against magic, the naturally born third method, the Golden Wolf, who is the top fantasy species, spoke out his heart in the most sincere and well-behaved words.

"Woof!"

Roland narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and stroked the other person's soft golden hair.

"Yes, this is my...good boy."