Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Although she has always behaved like a bitch who doesn't know what to call it, before she accomplished the feat of killing a superior race alone in the past, Jibril also had the experience of overturning many times, and could only rely on luck to narrowly survive.

But when success became an established fact, those failures also became her nourishment.

If you want to kill someone who is stronger than yourself, the opponent's underestimation of the enemy is a necessary factor.

Otherwise, there would be no chance to find weaknesses and make a reversal. Fortunately, the God Seed never let Jibril down in terms of pride.

Before fighting Roland, she had had the experience of being enemies of the gods. Once with two hundred companions, she ended up losing. Another time, she was one-on-one with the God of incomplete victory.

Although the results were all failures, Jibril benefited a lot.

By comparing it with the experience of a Flügel successfully killing a god before she was born, she confirmed that it was possible for a Flügel to kill a god.

Without even a moment's hesitation, Jibril transformed all the structures in her body into Elf Corridor Linking Nerves, and absorbed all the power from the source of the Elf Corridor.

Sky strike.

This is also where Jibril mentioned the possibility of victory.

This is the only spell with a name for the Flügel, which symbolizes battle and destruction.

This particularity has always been considered by other races to be the unique talent of the Flügel. This statement is not wrong, but a more accurate statement should be that the power called Sky Strike was born from the technique called Flügel. the result of.

Therefore, they are born in a state of unity of spirit and body, and have eternal lifespan.

All Flügels are a kind of magic woven by the strongest God of War, and they just gain life.

The essence of this technique is the magic called Sky Strike.

They exist as tools to assist the Creator.

This is also the reason why as the number of Flügel increases, the threat will also increase exponentially. This process will bring them closer to the power possessed by the God of War himself.

When the numbers are gathered to a certain level, the enemies of the Flügel no longer have to fight against the Flügel.

——But fighting against the magic released by the God of War.

Therefore, even the gods cannot escape the fate of defeat or even death.

This is also why after the Flügel release the Sky Strike with all their strength, their bodies will shrink to a young child and fall into an extremely weak state, because the essence of this strike is to use all their strength to release this spell.

However, when fighting against gods, there is often only one chance to make a move, so Jibril does not worry about this.

She is still the magic released by the strongest god of war. It is enough that the attack issued by the strongest god has the possibility of killing opponents of the same level.

As long as she takes risks and releases this attack at close range, the amount of power does not affect her threat. It is nothing more than changing from a sharp sword to a knife, or even lower.

If the other party is a true god, it is impossible to pierce the marrow to this extent, but Roland does not exist based on concepts. He does not have the concept of immortality that pins everything on the marrow. This is enough for her. Take a gamble.

In front of the aurora formed by this pure power, the blood-red sky was completely swallowed up.

Everything seems to be frozen in this huge energy, and the scales of time and space seem to be stretched, making the act of escaping become a luxury.

This is not an illusion. Sky Strike is called the nightmare of all races precisely because it reproduces the power of the God of War to cause changes in the world.

It is almost impossible to defend against a locked sky strike.

However, for some reason, Jibril only felt that the sky strike she threw this time seemed unusually slow.

If it weren't for the change in the environment that made her realize that this was not an abnormality, but that her thinking was abnormally accelerated, her confidence would have been transformed into uneasiness.

Then, she clearly saw Roland's funny expression in the space where time was slowed down to almost a stop.

"I just played with you for a while, so I feel that I am only one step away from success. Isn't this kind of thinking too complacent?"

He completely ignored the time scale around him, smiled calmly, stared into Jibril's eyes, and declared every word as if he was showing off how much time he had.

"In that case, let me calm you down a little bit.

——Before you fully realize your weakness. "

The next moment, the frozen time was directly shattered by a terrifying roar.

"boom--!!!"

Suddenly bursting out, soul-shaking explosions filled the atmosphere, pushing them across the heaven and earth.

The majestic impact rolled towards the surroundings, and the torrent of light caused everything to collapse. The turbulent air turned into circles of white waves, forming a shape like a lotus.

And in the blink of an eye, this form was like the cracked earth, disintegrating in an instant, and the black ash of the spirit corpse was squeezed into smaller dust particles, which were continuously blown away, forming a fine film, absorbing all the surrounding light. Covered, leaving only darkness.

After releasing this blow, Jibril immediately fell into a state of weakness, falling continuously, and her hair was dazzled by the strong wind, but she still tried hard to resist the feeling of weakness that surged from her limbs, trying her best to Maintaining oneself hanging high in the sky for a long time.

She has the vision to see the target clearly even through hundreds of meters of smoke, but she cannot penetrate the divine art.

However, even if she has this ability, there is no spirit in her body for her to release clairvoyance.

Therefore, Jibril could only wait silently, feeling her uneasy heartbeat.

Even without Roland's influence this time, she felt that these few dozen seconds were extremely long.

Uncontrollable thoughts flashed through her mind.

Did you win? Or is it that the unknown that she has not yet glimpsed is an existence more terrifying than the greatest god she knows?

The next moment, her expression changed.

Vague roars continued to come from the impact point of the sky strike, ringing in Jibril's ears. Each sound was closer than the previous one, and each sound echoed clearly in her heart, as if the noisy rain could not stop it. Stop the roar of thunder.

"boom--"

Accompanied by rhythmic footsteps, he stepped out of the darkness. The god without any trace stared at Jibril below with his true red eyes, smiled, and made his first move in this battle. Second action.

Roland waved his arm gently towards the sky covered in smoke and dust.

A sound like a breeze blowing across the face suddenly sounded, whether it was the crushed spirit bones, the violent energy, or even the twisted space around it, it was all merged into one, heading towards the depths that Jibril could not see. disappear.

Immediately afterwards, all the sounds became invisible, as if nothing had happened.

The Sky Strike that had not yet fully spread disappeared like a withered flower, leaving only the ravaged atmosphere as evidence of its existence.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but what was outlined in the black gap covering the bloody sky was the same teasing smile as Roland's before.

"Then please give me some advice in the coming days, Jibril?"

As he spoke, Roland slowly descended, finally landing in front of Jibril, and picked up the little girl directly.

"However, even though we already know it, the characteristics of the Flügel still seem strange."

She was obviously a plump girl before, but now Jibril looks like a child no matter how she looks, with a fair and cute face, a tender body, and even the dreamy long purple-pink hair has shrunk by the same proportion. It became more in line with her current appearance.

And the originally loose clothes became tattered under the release of energy, leaving her just a hair away from being completely naked.

As if she hadn't yet digested what had just happened, Jibril frowned slightly and subconsciously pouted her mouth.

"Hmm, but she looks cute even after she shrinks?"

Roland touched his chin and carefully looked up and down at the little girl in his arms. Without any scruples, he curiously touched the tiny fluff on the wings behind Jibril's waist.

Attracted by the itching on her back, the young girl regained her composure and looked at Roland who was very close at hand. She immediately stared at him with moist beautiful eyes and made a pitiful expression. If she was an ignorant person, it would be easy for her to do so. Be aroused with compassion.

"I lost...then, do you want to start now?"

Hearing the dangerous words spoken in such a childish tone, even Roland couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's obviously you who took the initiative, right? Why do you look like a victim?"

"Because this is the only thing that can be used for this childish gesture. In this war, killing and being killed are very common things. It is worthy of not letting go of every chance of survival. It must be a struggle."

"You're really open-minded..."

Roland looked down at Jibril's fair and lovely face, and smiled helplessly... and then ruthlessly increased his tickling of her feathers.

"LOL--"

Jibril, unable to resist, let out a clear laugh, but it soon turned into a breathless gasp.

The wings of the Flügel were the main access to the Elf Corridor, and were also their most sensitive point. Although they had been teased by the seniors of the race even when they were unable to resist, they were not at the same level as Roland's methods.

"This...what is this?"

Through the rhythmic rhythm and the skillful techniques, Jibril, who was breathing rapidly, showed an excited look.

"It's just a skill from another world. Although it's just massage, it's still a super high school-level talent." Roland curled his lips, "However, for you who are currently using all technology and development for war, this should be a different world. knowledge."

"You actually admitted it..."

"There's nothing to hide, right? Didn't you understand this after realizing that I was unknown?"

Roland comes from another world.

Leaving aside the local mistakes and Xingyue, in the world of game life, this is not something that is difficult to detect.

In this eternal war, all chess pieces have traces of their existence. Increase or decrease will attract widespread attention, and the more powerful the object, the more so.

What's more, in the magic system of the elves, there are spells that utilize the properties of other worlds. This concept is not unfamiliar to them.

The only thing that made Jibril doubtful was how Roland did it.

Unlike the God of Victory who claimed to have woken up from his slumber and found himself in a strange world, Roland's attitude made Jibril much more excited.

The knowledge and power from another world are an almost irresistible temptation for Jibril, who loves knowledge more than killing.

She immediately gave up her plan to use the remaining elves in her body to leave a communication spell. Although it was forcibly interrupted by Roland by touching the wings, she would not be able to release it again for a while.

Roland, who noticed this, couldn't help laughing.

"You actually gave up your struggle and put your life in the hands of others just because of the knowledge of another world. Should I say you are too pure? Or are you too easy to deceive?"

"Losers shouldn't be too demanding in the first place. Rather than being easy to deceive, it's better to say that I feel captured because I lost at your hands. Appropriate mystery is attractive to the opposite sex. very high."

Jibril's childish voice was filled with alluring charm, and she stared at Roland with burning eyes.

"If it were those low-level races with pointed ears, I would rather self-destruct than suffer even a moment of humiliation. By the way, if you plan to take me away, you'd better act quickly, because there is always a troublesome senior. They care about me very much. After feeling the energy of the sky strike, they will definitely follow the traces to find him."

"If it's a little later, you'll have to face the Flügel army. Although you won't be afraid of it with your strength, if the movement is too big, it will cause a very troublesome chain reaction in the future."

"Which side are you on?"

Roland shook his head helplessly and rubbed the young girl's silky hair.

"But, whatever, I was planning to go there anyway, and you happen to be here, so it's not like I'm going empty-handed."

"Coming in empty-handed?"

Before Jibril could understand Roland's meaning from this word, she let out a novel exclamation in the enveloping darkness.

——

"Rick! It's almost done here!"

"Rest where you are for a while, and then it's time to leave."

The young man wearing a mask and goggles raised his head and responded to his companion's call.

Although he told his companion to rest, he did not do so. Instead, he looked at the surrounding environment with an expressionless expression to see if there were any changes, and then weighed the bag.

Although the situation of human beings is much better than when they were young, they are born in such a world and have no right to choose. They have no reason to relax.

Understanding the situation of the war, plans for future survival, and the most realistic option of not starving.

As a person chosen by the gods, all these difficulties are placed on the shoulders of the leader.

Although human security has been greatly improved in recent years, resource issues are still a threshold that they cannot overcome.

Food doesn't appear out of thin air. Even if he is already controlling this tendency, it is common for him to take risks like today to collect food.

But fortunately, the abundant harvest still gave Rick a lot of comfort.

Although this is not an area close to the forest elves, due to environmental reasons, there are still many mushrooms left. If the distribution quantity is controlled, there may be some left over for future rations.

Just as Rick was meditating and observing, the scene in front of him made his body stiffen.

He didn't even blink, but in the field of vision in front of him, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Yi..."

Before Rick called for his companion, the other party's gaze was cast over. This action made the young man swallow the words in his mouth.

Although the other person looks not much older than himself and looks like a human being, his confident temperament from the inside out cannot be imitated by humans who are struggling to survive.

And although the concentration of spirit bones here is not high, it would still be difficult for a human body to breathe without relying on protective gear.

But the person with a leisurely smile in front of him obviously didn't care about this. He walked towards Rick easily and stood in front of him.

This performance made Rick's heart sink. Instead of dismissing them as ants, this was the worst possible situation.

Even without the need to match the person in front of him with the scene ten years ago, Rick guessed the identity of the other person. In fact, when he saw the wings behind the young girl who was held by the other person's waist with one hand and the light wheel above her head, he Just confirmed this.

There is no doubt that this is an event that will change his life again, but he is unable to resist.

Just when he took a deep breath and was about to use the most humble attitude to ask for the other party's intention and purpose.

The young man who seemed to be radiating brilliance took the initiative to speak.

"I'm Roland. It's my first visit and I didn't have time to prepare any gifts."

Then, under the gaze of a confused Rick and an incredulous Jibril, Roland playfully mentioned the Flügel girl.

"If you don't mind it, take this little one I just caught and use it to stew mushrooms."

"ha?"