Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Chapter 342 [Canon·Divine Strike]

"I always feel like my reputation is getting weirder and weirder..."

Seeing Rick running away, as if he would be silenced if he was too late, Roland also felt a little helpless.

Even with his appetite for both meat and vegetables, he was not really attracted to the little girl.

Although this kind of precocious magical race is completely different from ordinary girls, whether they only show a cute and trusting look towards him, or they obey his every command without hesitation, this trait is indeed very heartwarming.

Combined with the previous record of picking up Jibril and Azriel, and then picking up Hubie, it is completely normal for Rick to have such bad thoughts.

Holding the petite and exquisite Hubi's soft body in his arms, Roland sighed as he looked at the Ex-Machines around him who had not changed at all due to Rick's arrival.

But for God's sake, he really isn't a loli. This change in appearance is completely the Ex-Machina's own initiative, but Hubie is doing it out of necessity, and Jibril is doing it entirely because no matter what form she is, Roland They can all be treated equally.

However, when it develops to this extent, Roland himself is not without fault.

When spending most of the time with a girl like Hubie, it was normal to hold her in her arms and pinch her soft cheeks.

And as the relationship got closer, this level of intimacy could no longer satisfy Hubi, causing Roland to go too far.

By now, Hubie has become accustomed to taking the initiative to put his foot in Roland's hand, so before Rick spoke, Roland, the person involved, didn't even realize that something was wrong.

Jibril may have noticed it, but for her, she wouldn't care if she realized it.

All I can say is that habits are a terrible power.

Thinking of this, Roland's eyes became a little subtle. In order to prevent himself from falling into the inevitable abyss, he had to pull the busy Jibril back and enjoy it to the fullest before confirming one thing.

He didn't like Hubie because of his form, but it was just that this form happened to be within the range of his heart.

In such calm days, the final stage of the Elkia Grand Alliance battle also came to an end. In the midst of the preparations for the battle, what Roland had been waiting for for a long time finally began.

"Lord Roland, they are here."

Jibril used space movement to appear in front of the silent Roland and whispered softly.

However, the loud noise had already reminded Roland of the authenticity of the news.

Although the sky is not clear now and the light is a little dim, for powerful people like Roland and Jibril, this obstacle will naturally have no impact.

No, in fact, even ordinary humans can clearly observe the burly island in the sky. It floats in the sky and swims towards the center of the continent in the shape of a giant whale.

Even though they are tens of thousands of miles apart, the shock brought by such a huge body is still before their eyes.

The essence of fantasy species is an independent world, but it just happens to be located on this planet. At this moment, even the people who have no memory of these legendary races can't help but tremble.

This invisible fear, even the soldiers who have begun to participate in the elimination of the rebels, are not immune.

Although for these knowledgeable warriors, the fantasy species they had hunted was not surprising, the symbolic meaning behind this fantasy species was what made them uneasy.

That was the city-state of the Flügel.

Unlike the Dragon Elf and Fantasy races, which have found corresponding tactics based on the analysis of the Ex-Machines, so far, there is still only one option for the Flügel.

Kill her with greater power, or be killed by her.

These races created by the strongest gods are war weapons in the true sense. Only death can stop them completely, and they have no weaknesses in the conventional sense.

"This...this amount?"

When Xinke hurriedly rushed to Roland's side, this calm girl also lost some of her original calmness.

The Flügels guarding the city-state spread out their glorious wings freely, shining like stars.

Looking around, there were about a thousand shining stars in the star-studded sky chessboard. Xinke subconsciously clenched his fists and murmured to himself.

"Is this...the tip of the iceberg of the strongest god?"

Roland was not surprised by Xinke's reaction.

The Flügels, who usually only attack in small groups, can easily defeat the original fleets of elves and goblins and massacre them.

Therefore, it is normal to feel fear when seeing the desperate number of angel-like girls surrounding the island.

After all, most people, even elites like Xin Ke, have relatively wrong estimates of the number of Flügels. The confidence that was just generated by the strong alliance between various races often fails in the face of such a heavy truth. There is a huge psychological gap.

"My initial reaction was exactly the same as Miss Xinke's."

Rick sighed with a wry smile.

Excluding those treasured strategic weapons, the Elkia Alliance is even at a disadvantage simply in terms of strength and scale.

What's more, judging from the paper data, the previous Flügel had the ability to wipe out all other races from the planet, but they still only carried out playful hunting. The attitude revealed in this behavior, It’s self-explanatory.

Until now, the Flügel, who were clearly able to teleport directly to the sky above the battlefield, still chose to follow the pace of the city-state and move forward bit by bit at a speed that was considered a turtle's speed for them. This was in line with that contemptuous attitude.

It was as if they were deliberately giving the enemy time to prepare, so they used such a silent declaration of war.

"It seems that Arteo can't wait any longer. Also, sitting back and watching me eat all the desserts worth tasting, it is even more surprising to suppress the desire in my heart."

After waiting for who knows how many years, the enemy who can answer the questions in his heart is right in front of him. For the God of War, even wasting a minute or a second is an unforgivable sin.

If it weren't for the purpose of making the enemy's delicacy reach its most delicious moment, Roland even suspected that the Artes would fly directly to the battlefield with the Flügel and then smash down the city-state together.

For Artosh, who feeds on hatred, fighting spirit, and blood, this kind of behavior is perfectly normal.

Feeling the approaching, scorching smell of scorched earth, Roland also had a bit of anticipation on his face.

He was sure that Artexio was also brewing his own power at this moment.

Use magic as the blood, integrate the concept of war into the bone marrow, and use the strongest to weave the muscles, making every part of the body perfect.

Gradually erase the unnecessary concepts of the past God of War and Artex, and face everything with the strongest identity.

Even the crimson sky was infected by this anxious and oppressive aura. Without the power of the Flügel, even if they were just close to that city-state, they would be directly scorched by the ferocious aura.

"Get ready for war. Since someone has invited you so kindly, it is not in line with the etiquette of a guest to go empty-handed."

Suddenly, Roland grinned and showed a ferocious smile to the people behind him.

After the buffer just now, all the cadres shouldering heavy responsibilities have arrived.

The dragon king crawling outside, the fantasy species as strong as steel, and the leaders of various races who were called heroes no matter who they took out of the room.

Counting Jibril, the union of sixteen races in total has turned the Elkia Alliance into a behemoth that is no less impressive than the Flügel.

There are more than 400 new warships that can be used in combat, and there are thousands of sub-class airships. Each warship is controlled by elites selected from the best and is responsible for maintenance. , the number of people in the logistics department is spread across all races.

Before the Flügel's attack began, the gathering of troops and the evacuation arrangements for the people had been completed with incredible efficiency.

The alliance brought together the wisdom and power of all races. According to Hubi's analysis, without Artosh, even if they faced off against the Flügel, which was now deployed by the whole race, the outcome would be two points.

Although the number of alliance troops is far less than the total number of various races before the war, even if the fifteen races before the war were to unite to fight against the current alliance, the result would only be a complete victory for the alliance.

The key factor in this is not just the integration of knowledge of various races, but also the unity of will.

With a common foreign enemy, all internal disputes and conflicts put aside, and all resources and talents pooled together, even Roland was surprised by the results of the alliance today.

"The finished product of the twenty-four marrow blasts is ready and can be activated at any time."

Ronnie looked at the gun muzzle of the rear half of the battleship from a distance. They were firmly trapped in the metal shell, but still shining uneasily, like missile-like objects, and said respectfully to Roland.

In the past, it took only a hundred years for the goblin race to create twelve weapons. With the cooperation of sixteen races, the number was doubled. This number may seem inconspicuous, but considering that it only took such a short time The time has been amazing.

But such weapons, which are capable of destroying the continent and seriously injuring the gods, are only an insignificant part of the alliance's reserves.

"The same is true for the Dragon Elf's Beng Roar. Combined with the captured outliers who are on the verge of destruction, and the slave dragons who take the initiative to sacrifice themselves, Beng Roar also has twenty-four shots."

The Dragon King blinked and described in a calm voice the dragon spirit's determination to sacrifice his life.

"The Void Zero Protection has a total of thirty-six shots, and it has been prepared for the scheduled execution."

Xinke raised the hem of her skirt slightly, and her tone was much lighter. Although the Void Zero Blessing, which uses the core of fantasy species as the main material, is not as powerful as the Marrow Explosion in terms of pure power, the relative difficulty of making it is much lower. So that she can be fully prepared.

Hearing that the power was so abundant that it could destroy the surface of the planet dozens of times, although there was still some uneasiness in my heart, it was undeniable that the morale of the people around him was undoubtedly greatly increased.

"very good."

Roland nodded with satisfaction, "In this case, if you act according to the predetermined plan, I don't need to worry about the outcome between you."

He chuckled, waved his hand, and flew straight into the sky.

"Then there is only one thing we have to do next."

"One piece?"

Rick frowned, quickly put away the surprise on his face, and looked at Roland calmly.

"Is it to declare war on the Flügel and the God of War?"

"certainly."

Although Rick's imagination is sometimes too rich, Roland still appreciates his ability to understand beyond ordinary people.

"Allowing the enemy to press forward little by little and just react passively is not a good way to win."

Roland smiled slightly and looked at Jibril, who had flown to his side at some point, Hubie, and the tens of thousands behind them who also had shining wings, but were made of steel. Machine type.

After getting Roland's permission, Hubi's eyes flashed slightly, and he took Einzhi's place and gave the order.

"[Quan·Dian·Kai]"

The huge steel wings, like a flag declaring war, unfolded behind Roland, and many connectors quickly merged and began to construct the same spell.

"Since Artosh has been made to wait for so long, even if he is deliberately indulging in my actions, it is not in line with my style not to reciprocate this tolerance."

Roland showed a gentle smile, and the curve of the corners of his mouth became more and more terrifying.

"So, let me pour all my gratitude into this blow, Jibril."

"As you wish, Lord Roland."

Jibril, who had long known what Roland was going to do, had eyes flashing slightly, and her delicate face was full of eagerness to try.

She raised her hand high and flew in front of Hubi. The wings on her back once again became extremely dark due to absorbing the ferocity of the surrounding elves, and she fully expanded her existence in the form of a spell.

Hubie stared at Jibril in front of him, regarding her as the best reference, and modified the spell in his mind little by little.

Then, they both opened their lips lightly at the same time.

"——Sky Strike!"

"Open the code, [Pseudo Code·Sky Strike]!"

Okan, who was watching from afar, was stunned when he felt the light guns appearing in the sky like a meteor shower.

"Why Sky Strike?"

As a special move and a unique technique of the Flügel, he knew a lot about this move.

Sky Strike is a technique that can be superimposed on each other, but even so, it is not suitable for Ex-Machines.

Because the nature of Sky Strike is closely related to the strength of the user, even if the Ex-Machina can achieve a far higher level of reproduction than Beng Roar, due to their own strength, the combined effect is not satisfactory at all. It is better to use Yanlong Roar as a group, which will be superior in terms of magnitude and power.

Unless, they don't intend to use power at all, but simply use this technique as an amplifier.

"Could it be..."

Looking at the Ex-Machina who perfectly copied Jibril's technique, and Roland who stood at the front like the leader of a flock of pigeons and stretched out his hand, Okan showed a look of astonishment.

The hand that Roland stretched out seemed to have gravity, weaving all the light guns behind him together into an extremely powerful force.

He laughed wildly, released the true name of the spell he got from Azrael, and threw it fiercely towards the throne of the sky in the distance.

"——Divine Strike!"