Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"That's too much, meow! You can actually do this to someone like Little Jeep,"

In the steamy cave hot springs, Azriel was waving her sore arms while trying her best to press against Jibril's body, still complaining.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

Jibril completely submerged the lower half of her face into the comfortable hot water, letting the bubbles continue to bubble up, and pushed away Azriel's leaning body in disgust.

The situation the two were in was not really caused by Roland stewing mushrooms. In fact, after Rick arrived, Roland, who had already achieved his goal, gave up his behavior like beating a waist drum and took them back to Al. Kingdom of Chia.

After the expansion of the human species during this period, most people returned to living on the ground. The caves that originally provided human survival were naturally dedicated by Rick to Roland to serve as a holy place and a research base.

Roland took advantage of the situation and put Azriel under house arrest here. Anyway, there was still some time before he could integrate other races and start the decisive battle. Instead of letting Azriel go back and do nothing, it would be better to make some contribution to him.

Azrael, who was defeated both mentally and physically, was happy to see this happen.

But this is not good news for Jibril. She is pestered by her senior all day long, but because the other party is an important experimental subject related to whether she can obtain the spiritual equipment, she cannot do anything harsh. Even if she hides in the hot spring and thinks... Azrael’s request for purity did not escape Azriel’s ears.

Master Roland should have not unlocked her power. You can capture my traces in this natural environment with only ordinary human power. Isn't this a very powerful talent?

Jibril stretched out her hand, scooped up a handful of water, and let the crystal water droplets slowly slide down her slender white arms, and said helplessly.

"This is just wishful thinking of seniors. Instead of caring about this matter, why not think about how to explain it to Lord Artosh? He acted complacently without authorization, and was captured by the enemy and sent back. He is even a fool among fools. You can’t even do this.”

"...It doesn't matter anymore."

Azrael, who was poked in a painful spot, was silent for a while and then said in a muffled voice.

"oh?"

Facing Jibril's suspicious eyes, Azrael said with some hatred.

"That guy doesn't intend to let me go anyway. What's more, I have experienced all humiliations except death. Lord Artesio's reprimand is at the same level as them at best."

After being so embarrassed that she cried and begged Roland for mercy in order to save Little Jeep, Azrael had already completed the transformation from 'I'm not an idiot' to 'Yes, I am an idiot'.

"Compared to this, little Jeep, you were also spanked by that guy that day. Sure enough, you didn't take the initiative to seek refuge in the first place, but were forcibly taken away!"

Mentioning this matter, Azriel instantly became energetic and looked at Jibril confidently.

"This sentence is indeed correct, but..."

Jibril stared in surprise. She was about to explain something, but closed her mouth again.

"My guess is indeed correct!"

As if she was recognized, Azriel's wings fluttered excitedly.

"Little Jeep, you are just pretending to give in to Lord Artesio's ideals, and then use this to secretly find that guy's weaknesses!"

Azriel looked at Jibril with some emotion.

"After all, little Jeep has always been smart! He is also the most special. It is really hard to bear the humiliation like this. But in order to wash away the shame of defeat, such a method is incomprehensible, but it does look like your style."

Jibril, who continued to challenge again and again after being killed many times by the invincible dragon elf, had to admit that this inference was indeed somewhat convincing, but she still rejected Azriel's idea without hesitation.

"No, stupid senior, I was quite sincere in my betrayal of Lord Artosh. The facts are obvious, right? Senior will always get into trouble with strange things."

Azriel puffed out her mouth and followed Jibril's example and sank into the water.

"But at least, come and help me now! This guy has gone too far. From spanking to lifting, don't you feel that this guy is getting more and more excessive? Are you willing to let him do whatever he wants?"

"That's just because you've been causing trouble, senior. Lord Roland is usually quite gentle. When you're yelling at you all day long, it's already very merciful to just let you cry and beg for mercy. That's my word, at least Are you going to be satisfied if your senior turns into foaming at the mouth?"

"Woo..."

As if anticipating that kind of scene, Azrael's face turned pale and her whole appearance shrank. However, Jibril's interest was quickly raised because of her unintentional words just now.

Hey, the feeling of asking for mercy with such a strong will as your predecessor is so amazing. What kind of novel feeling will it bring to the extent of foaming at the mouth?

In that case, it might be interesting...

If she were normal, she would never take the initiative to disturb Roland because of this kind of thing, because she knew that Roland would not refuse her request, so she would be worried instead.

But this kind of opportunity to push things along, shouldn't it matter?

Jibril looked at Azrael and showed a malicious smile.

"However, seeing as senior's fighting spirit is so high, it doesn't matter if I help you a little bit? Anyway, the two of us will be punished together in the end."

"Little Jeep!" Azrael hugged Jibril fiercely and shouted excitedly, "Great, as long as you are here, no matter what kind of punishment, sister, I will try my best to endure it, meow!" "

Azrael swept away the decadent look on his face and became more energetic.

"Next, let me take the punishment beyond spanking as the passing mark and move towards a higher peak!"

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"Well, Lord Roland, don't you need to worry about them?"

Because the hot spring was originally a backup water intake connected to the earth's veins, and only a few people can enter it now, there is no protection other than a fence.

Although he knew that the current Azriel could only play pranks at the level of a child, looking at Roland in front of him and the loud conspiracy that was already echoing in the cave, Rick was already sweating profusely.

"Don't worry about her and let your desires go. This is an important part of the birth of spiritual equipment. In order for this kind of magical life to realize the existence of the soul, we must first make their behavior separate from the group and act in their own form." Roland replied nonchalantly.

"Yeah," Rick nodded clearly and stopped asking. He always had good control over the scale. "It seems that your research has made new progress."

"There are indeed some gains. Her subjective initiative is so strong that it saves me a lot of effort."

Roland smiled slightly.

Compared with ordinary beings, the nature of the Flügel's existence through magic means that Azriel and Jibril themselves can be regarded as new beings that carry some of Artosh's desires.

"Yeah?"

Rick sighed in half admiration and half surprise.

After seeing Roland pick up another exquisite-looking Flügel, he originally thought that Roland's collecting habit was gone, but he didn't expect that there was such a deep meaning behind it.

However, this is also the reason why he did not see Roland's specific research process. Otherwise, with Azriel's status as a young girl, even if he trusts Roland, his suspicion of his XP will inevitably deviate.

"Ahem, how about you over there?"

Roland coughed lightly and quickly changed the topic.

"The orcs are still quarreling. They seem to have been acting in the form of an alliance. The vampires and the moon-singing species have expressed their obvious preference after witnessing our power. If they only join forces, they will definitely join forces immediately. Agree, but if it’s a unified approach, it will take some effort.”

When it came to business, Rick also became serious. After all, the job given by Roland was not particularly difficult. Before the upgrade, Rick was able to narrowly defeat the upper-level demon species. After the upgrade, he became even more powerful.

Moreover, these races that have lost the protection of the gods have no confidence to refuse the request of another god. They are even eager to pull Roland's tiger skin to survive in such a dangerous period.

Even the orcs, who have almost dominated the western coast of the continent with their numerical advantage, are still hesitating because they are worried that they will be turned into cannon fodder. In addition, they exist in the form of tribes and do not have a great chief who can unify their will. Some people are needed. It's just time to build trust in Rick.

If the person coming was Roland, they wouldn't even resist, they would just obey.

But now Roland naturally has no time to focus on these minor characters.

"I understand, hurry up. After unifying them and establishing the prototype of the alliance, I will solve the problem between the forest elves and goblins."

Roland nodded and narrowed his eyes.

"So, what about spiritual equipment?"

"Well……"

Rick smiled bitterly and let the bright white king's flag appear in his hands.

"Although my growth rate has not slowed down after these few battles, the progress of my spiritual equipment is still minimal. It is still the second stage of 'formation'."

Spiritual equipment.

This is a re-enactment of another world's system based on the memories Roland obtained from the future, combined with the power of the void and the stand-in.

Whether it is the void or a substitute, although they can give people the power to reach the sky in one step, they also have significant shortcomings.

The most obvious one is the nature of the user as a glass cannon. Although the avatar or void is relatively independent, it is essentially both prosperous and destructive from the physical body.

There is also the upper limit that is extremely flattering. People with strong wills can indeed be easily induced to develop special powers, but if they want to make further breakthroughs, it will be even more difficult because of innate difficulties.

Otherwise, it was the will possessed by Jotaro and even Joseph Joestar, or Dio's enthusiasm for heaven. In other worlds, he would have exploded countless times.

Therefore, in conjunction with the new system, Roland made up for these shortcomings as much as possible.

First of all, based on the insights gained from his own pursuit of the incomplete truth, humans infected with the source of life use high-concentration virus arrows as a primer, and use desire to stimulate the power hidden in his heart.

If the holder does not die in the process, the holder will come to the first stage, activity.

At this stage, the spiritual equipment is still lurking inside them and cannot be manifested, but the holder can already use part of the power of the spiritual equipment, just like a real superpower. In layman's terms, it is a humanoid stand-in, or Humanoid void.

During this stage, it is easy to get lost if you suddenly gain huge power. In turn, you will be controlled by the power of the spiritual equipment, and finally go berserk and destroy yourself.

But if you can survive it, the desire is strong enough, and you truly become the master of power, the holder will reach the second stage of formation.

At this stage, the spiritual equipment will be realized. At the same time, due to the development and integration in the first stage, even if the spiritual equipment is not used, the holder will gain superhuman physical fitness and the body will be sublimated.

Because this process is essentially a special trial. By stimulating the hidden power, taming it, and feeding it with desire and will, a complete integration is finally achieved.

In Roland's vision, if it goes well enough, it will reach the third stage, creation.

Use spiritual equipment and desire to erode the world in a similar way to the inherent barrier in the moon, and completely find a clear path forward. Because of the difference in desire, the strength of this stage is also very different. In Roland It seems that even the creation of heaven itself obtained through the ritual is just a little special, but it is still at this stage.

As for the leakage of the fourth stage, Roland still has no clue.

"Since you are able to interfere with reality and create spiritual equipment in the game field now, if it has not reached the third stage, it seems to be related to the divine essence hidden in you."

Roland touched his chin and analyzed seriously.

As for Rick's own desire, he still fully recognized it. The problem could only be with the marrow.

"After all, depending on the strength of the heart, the avatar will have its own will, let alone the divine marrow. It seems that my ideas about the third stage are still lacking. It seems that this aspect needs to be experimented again."

"I understand, and I will fully cooperate with you."

Roland did not hide the fact that the spiritual equipment was still in the experimental stage, but as for the power that came to his door, Rick didn't care whether there were hidden dangers in the future. He was even happy to use himself as experimental data for Roland.

"It can't be said to be cooperation... The wills of you and the marrow are still independent of each other, so I can't determine what the problem is. So, I ask you to think as much as possible as two people."

After getting such a hint, and following the strange legend that the cry of a little girl often came from the cave, the humans of the Kingdom of Elkia were surprised to find that their leader was like a man possessed, often speaking to Talking to himself in the air, showing shy and playful expressions from time to time.

If the other party hadn't remained rational in matters big and small, I'm afraid Rick would have been forced to take a vacation by Cloni, but even so, the fact that Rick had already reached the second grade of middle school spread quickly, which made the young man very upset. Want to cry but no tears.

Roland, who unscrupulously threw this problem to Rick, returned to the great cause of training Azrael.

As the punishment became more and more intense, Azriel now had no objection to sitting in Roland's arms and having his hair touched. She didn't even feel any discomfort when her exposed white skin was touched. Something is wrong.

It has to be said that habit is really a terrifying force, and Jibril, who is aware of this subtlety, is also happy to see her senior sink. After enjoying a period of interesting daily life, Roland finally reaches his goal.

Jibril, who had basically recovered her strength, reported a very surprising news to Roland during her daily patrol.

——A lone Ex-Machina has arrived within the Kingdom of Elkia.