Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Different from his own image, which is completely consistent with the traditional Western evil dragon, what spits out from Hatirem's mouth is not energy light waves like the bursting wind bomb of destruction, but the unique magic of the dragon family.

Dragon Essence Language.

It is the remnant of the power that created the world. It is the most primitive language of the planet. It has countless nicknames such as "Universal Language" and "Creation Language". It is the language of royal power that can command all things in the world to surrender unconditionally during the war.

There is no need to compile spells and call elves. Dragon Essence Language itself is magic. Simply put, it is the power of "word spirit".

All you need to do is open your mouth, and everything in the world will surrender unconditionally, no matter whether it explodes or dies, because this is not a request, but an order.

As long as the dragon elf uses this move, the battle can often be solved, so it is usually regarded as the sure kill of the dragon elf. However, Jibril, who has personally experienced fighting with the dragon elf, knows that this can only be regarded as a success at best. Just a normal trick.

Although the priority was very high and it was impossible to break through without stronger power, Jibril had the experience of surviving after being hit more than once.

But when Hatirem said it, all her inherent impressions were overturned.

A huge roar echoed through the strait, almost making people think it was a collision of planets.

With its unreasonable and merciless reasoning, it caused all materials within Hatirem's sight to explode and emit dazzling white light.

In the blink of an eye, the divine power that created the world moved like lightning, wreaking havoc and spreading pure destruction. Whether it was the land or the strait, the landscape that had finally survived the last battle between the God of War and the Dragon King had completely turned into the dust of history. .

The aftermath of just one sentence showed such power. If it were some weak races, they might not even be able to resist and would be wiped out.

In this magic that was so fast that people could ignore time, Jibril stuck time in an instant that lasted less than a few milliseconds, and forcibly performed a time and space transfer that the Flügel could not learn.

Although the consumption of normal use is simply unbearable, it is still quite easy in the twisted time and space around the dragon spirit species.

After crossing time many times in a row, Jibril finally escaped to a safer area, but neither she nor Hatirem took their eyes away from the center of the white light.

They all knew very well that words that made heaven and earth surrender could not move Roland.

Then, as if to confirm her thoughts, a leisurely voice came out in the void where everything turned to dust and everything disappeared.

"The World!"

Everything stopped at this moment. The explosion process, the counterattacking wind, and the void filled with spiderweb-like cracks suddenly turned into a silent scene.

From the void left by the annihilated white light and the vanished strait, there was no place to stand, but he still wandered in the void, and Roland walked out calmly and unscathed.

He glanced at the distance, where he seemed to feel something. The moment before he was stopped, he cast his gaze over, but still unable to resist this indescribable power, Jibril's figure was frozen in the air.

After turning his gaze indifferently, Roland fixed his gaze on Hatirem who was flying in the void again, and couldn't help but frown.

"Why do you look so sorry?"

"I'm just feeling a little emotional. The power that can stop the entire world is something that even I can't touch."

After realizing that Hatirem's feelings came from the heart, Roland couldn't help but grin.

"It's clear that even the result of being stopped for a moment didn't happen, but do you still care about this kind of thing?"

"After all, you are a rare and good opponent," Hatirem looked at Roland with a strange look, "and this is not surprising at all. I am the dragon of time. If any enemy can pry the gears of time, they can restrict me. , isn’t that just as ridiculous as the King of Time being defeated every day by someone using Time Stop?”

"What I feel is the compatibility between you and your opponent. Using the gear of time to use this strange move will be unfavorable in ordinary battles."

"But in this world, the competition between the gods and the monsters they created is too fierce. Even the little wing that accompanies you has probably mastered the ability to stop a certain area of ​​time, let alone Artexu or the one who always The little devils who are shouting victory, stopping their time is totally worth the loss based on your current consumption."

Looking at Roland who was looking at him silently, his eyes still extremely calm, Hatirem couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

It could see that Roland was not a person born to be favored by time like it, but a latecomer who measured the world by his own standards and gained privileges.

When the power that he is most proud of loses its effect, even the gods will feel angry, but why is Roland's expression still so dull.

"You don't seem to feel lost?"

"Lost...why should I feel lost?"

Roland stretched out his hand, feeling the turbulence of time and space around him, and the smile on his lips became more obvious.

"As a material destined to be defeated by me and become a part of me, the more special and powerful you are, doesn't it mean that my future will be more dazzling?"

"snort,"

Hatirem was asking for trouble, but he didn't care, "In that case, I'll help you!"

While speaking, the Dragon King's tail also swept across fiercely, splitting and shattering the surrounding space.

When time is stopped, the fluctuations caused by people who are not bound by this ability will be reproduced into reality, such as movement, destruction, or killing.

But for Hatirem, the space stopped by time is nothing more than a meaningless obstacle.

It spreads its overwhelming wings, demonstrating its huge presence, fanning up a storm of destruction, and disintegrating the particles that make up all things with absolute power.

The Dragon King, who has consolidated all his timelines, is very clear about the consumption that will result from leveraging the gears of time. The standard is nothing more than quality.

The destruction of matter is nothing more than that, but the wanton destruction of the foundation of space by a strong person like it will definitely bring great consumption to Roland.

Sure enough, after the surrounding space was reduced to fragments and only turbulence remained, Roland also took the initiative to cancel the time stop.

Although just getting back the word spirit that can control the world again is not an advantage, as long as it interrupts Roland's thoughts, it may be its chance of victory.

"However, why does Roland, who has mastered the time gear, do such useless work? Since we want to win, shouldn't it be the best choice to give up when we realize that time stops being useless?"

Just as Hatirem was thinking, Jibril, who suddenly escaped to the edge and was almost sucked in by the broken void, let out a small scream.

This is not a surprise caused by the sudden crisis in front of me. If I have to say it, it is more like a surprise like winning a lottery.

Hatirem heard the news and walked away, with a humanized look of surprise on his face.

"You guy..."

At the edge of the void, in the dark turbulence, pieces of space like fragments are flowing backwards. With the rhythm of a white, slender arm with no sense of strength, the miracle of the broken mirror is revealed. In the world.

Such a large-scale time reversal once again proved that the man's control over time was no less than that of the dragon of time, and even slightly exceeded it.

In terms of controlling time in the world, Roland can do more than that.

In the eyes of Hatirem, who is the Dragon King, time is the movement of all things in space. Therefore, after converging their own timelines, they can in turn affect reality with their own discontinuities, but it is impossible to involve the entire world. possible.

But Roland did it easily, and he didn't just find a shortcut to stop time, but he seemed to truly control the concept of time.

The world stops and goes backwards in just one thought. Is this just as instinctive to him as breathing?

But with such control, Roland did not perform well in controlling his own time. Otherwise, the trajectory of time would not have fluctuated violently before it arrived, so that 15,000 years ago It was discovered.

As creatures who also have no concept of acquisition, but yet control time, they are extremely external and internal.

Roland's existence seems to be completely opposite to his own... and so on.

Could it be——

That unbelievable thought came to Hatirem's mind. His pupils kept shrinking due to surprise, and his tone lost his calmness.

"——Are you actually using my power to refine your character?"

When Roland looked at him with eyes full of indifference, as a perfect life born from the remains of God, Hatirem had an incredible feeling of being looked down upon and inferior in his heart.

"Answer me, Roland!"

This huge contrast made Hatirem unable to suppress his uneasiness and shock any longer. He flapped his wings wildly and roared.

"It's so noisy."

Roland's voice was not loud, nor did it contain frightening coldness. It was just a calm voice.

However, Hatirem's huge body trembled like a frightened little animal.

"Now that it's clear, just be good and stand there without moving. Let me blow your head off. Are you destined to become half a dragon of mine?"

"You haven't won yet, you arrogant brat!"

In this situation where no one is considered an enemy, even a dragon with a good temper like Hatirem has an annoyed tone in his voice.

For it that also upholds the name of being the strongest, even in its original destiny, facing Artosh who killed him, Hatirem regarded him as a friend of the same class as himself.

Needless to say, a rising star like Veleslana still has a sense of arrogance when evaluating the opponent, even if both sides have been hurt several times.

For Hatirem, who has seen countless years, the time it has truly experienced is longer than any other creature in this world. Even if it fails, it should be his active choice.

Even if he came from another world and was only a challenger with him in terms of strength, how could Roland dare to despise it like this?

Hatirem roared irritably.

"Being better than me at controlling time doesn't mean you can win..."

"First of all, I am not asking for your opinion, I am just telling you the fact that it will inevitably happen."

Roland's abrupt words interrupted Hatirem's questioning, causing the strongest dragon to show a stunned expression.

His tone was so plain but matter-of-fact.

"Second, your attitude is irrelevant in this matter."

The next moment, blood-red magic light shone in all directions, and Hatirem's proud scales burst out like broken glass. In an instant, countless afterimages of Roland were superimposed, accompanied by a shrill scream that shattered the void. The sound hit Hatirem.

The difference in stature between the two was so huge that Jibril, who was still far away from her, could not figure out the development of the situation and subconsciously clenched her palms nervously.

But the final result was completely contrary to common sense. Roland hit Hatirem's body with unreasonable brute force and mass, stepped on his neck and kept falling, letting the invisible force crush him inch by inch.

"Time accelerates!"

Regardless of the pain on his body, Hatirem roared out the truth about Roland's condition while continuously roaring, and ordered his body to move.

The same phenomenon as Emiya Kiritsugu's inherent temporal control was replicated in the dragon.

But no matter how the sense of time in the body was accelerated, Hatirem repeatedly let the dragon's words, dragon's claws, dragon's teeth, and dragon's tail strike out at the same time regardless of time.

In front of its eyes were countless superimposed afterimages of Roland, and in its ears was still the sound of howling through the sky.

Even in Hatirem's eyes at this moment, even the traces of dust are clearly visible, and the water droplets in the atmosphere are as fragile as gems, but they are still wrapped in the red flash and are not affected by it. Moving forward in a controlled manner.

Roland didn't need to dodge in the storm of attacks, because no matter what, Hatirem's attack would be just a hair's breadth away from him.

Even if he only uses Heavenly Creation to accelerate himself to a limited extent, his speed is still based on the world. Even if Hatirem's body has a power that even a god species cannot break through, there are still limits as an individual.

If they are one step slower, even if they both start accelerating at the same time, in less than a second, it will become a paradox like Achilles chasing a tortoise.

At this time, Roland was even in the mood to tease each other.

"It is ridiculous that the King of Time is defeated by someone using time stop, but the Dragon King who has mastered time is played by someone using time acceleration. It seems to be no different?"

The dragon that had consolidated the past and the future was howling angrily, but he still could not shake his fate of turning into a shooting star in the sky. He could only listen to the announcement made by a voice that seemed to be attached to his ears and seemed to be floating from far away in the sky.

"The emperor of time can only be me, Roland.

——So, would you please die a hundred times first? "

In the blink of an eye, the figures of Roland and Hatirem disappeared from the spot, turning into a rushing light, roaring, shattering the atmosphere, and flying into the distance.

Jibril, who was watching this scene blankly from a distance, widened her eyes and instinctively showed a trace of cold sweat. She swallowed and complained in an excited voice.

"With such a speed, how can anyone follow and watch the battle? Lord Roland is indeed a mean-spirited adult, meow!"

But no matter how much she complained, the young girl's unending desire to die still drove her to fly away and follow the trajectory of the meteor.