Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Roland sat on the golden throne.

This method of taking back his perception and sitting here to remotely control it made him feel uneasy about switching from holding the steering wheel and driving to using a keyboard to drive in the screen.

But compared to the consequences of the black snake sleeping outside the boundary being affected by abnormal movements, the chaos in the universe due to subtle impacts is nothing.

"It's so beautiful..."

Seeing the battleships shuttle between the stars and the universe, Yakumo Purple muttered.

As the only person in the world who knew the truth except the Dragon God who had not yet recovered, Roland did not refuse her request to watch.

Therefore, she also knew the full picture of this action.

In the name of the Emperor, he leads the humans who hold the most important position in destiny, twists them into one body, and uses interstellar expeditions to passively influence the will of the world.

In addition, the magical nature of Gensokyo, which is born out of an unconventional world, is the best conductive material for Roland. The channels built with them can also allow Roland's dreams to spread from the inside of the world to the outside, thus forming an alternative The will of the world drives the world to swim in the sea of ​​diversity.

However, despite this, as Roland himself said, this operation is no different from digging a channel artificially to allow the stream water to flow naturally down the river under the influence of curvature and gravity. It is a helpless move with no technical content.

But in Yakumo Murasaki's opinion, even if the Dragon God revives, he probably won't be able to do the same thing.

Roland is able to express himself so easily because he always stands at a higher perspective and uses the universe and the world as a yardstick to measure.

"The next phase of the plan has officially begun. It will determine who is the real winner between me and the black snake."

Hearing Roland's calm words, as if some kind of switch had been pressed, the air in the hall suddenly became silent.

Yakumo Purple's expression became extremely serious, she didn't say anything, she just stared quietly ahead.

The only difference from before was that the uneasiness that once lingered in her heart when she heard about the black snake was gone.

Instead, there is a firm and awe-inspiring fighting spirit and determination.

The more than three years that Lingmeng had been growing up had been enough for her to have confidence in Roland.

"Remember, the goal of this plan is... to search for possibilities in the new world or to have a strength comparable to that before the injury, right?"

Roland smiled slightly, and then he said calmly.

"In general, that's right. This description is too ambiguous. If I just use the fluctuations when the worlds collide to spread my dreams to other worlds, thereby gaining new possibilities and even stronger power, this is not Difficult to do.”

Looking at Yakumo Murasaki, whose eyes lit up, Roland suddenly changed the subject and his voice became deeper.

"But unfortunately, it is only to this extent. It may revive the world, and it may make me leave this throne, but it cannot bring about a turnaround."

"We must admit that I am just an insignificant existence compared to this black snake. It doesn't even need to use power, it is enough to keep me in this state of being on the verge of disappearing and there is nothing I can do."

"So, can this level of change end this situation?"

Roland asked softly, and revealed the answer without giving Yakumo Purple time to think.

"It can't be ended."

"Even if new possibilities are obtained, it only increases the probability of awakening the apostle. It has no timing significance for the fundamental dilemma."

From being on the verge of death to being on the verge of death, when the difference in state is that the enemy can solve it with just a breath, it is not a big difference.

Otherwise, Roland would not have resolutely discarded all possibilities.

"Of course, if I continue to find new worlds and bring them under my control, this behavior will really help me."

"But the greater the threat, the higher the Black Snake's success rate in breaking free under the influence of the mission."

Roland knocked on the throne and looked down.

"This method of using dreams to spread to gain new life is originally a sideline to this situation. It was still within my control once or twice, but even I cannot guarantee the subsequent changes."

"The power gap between us is too great. It is impossible for me to bet my hope of breaking the deadlock on such a risky method."

Although everything seems to be getting better, Roland, who has been sitting on the throne and overlooking everything from a high-dimensional perspective, understands that his situation is still very dangerous.

He couldn't gamble because he couldn't bear the consequences of losing even once.

But he had to gamble, because the usual meek approach of finding a world that suited his liking and using its power system to make up for his own weaknesses was obviously not going to help Roland now.

"That guy must be completely defeated, so what I want to gain is not the possibility of a new world and power comparable to mine, but -"

Roland closed his eyes and clenched his hands.

"The possibility is comparable to the apostle of the highest heaven...and the power surpasses me."

"So that's it...eh?" Yakumo Zi nodded, then was stunned.

The possibility of transcending the apostles of the Supreme Heaven?

You know, even Roland now admits that there is a huge power gap between him and the apostle.

The possibilities that supported Roland until now were not something that could be accumulated overnight. To achieve both in such a rare opportunity, just thinking about it made Yakumo Purple tremble with fear.

If she hadn't believed in Roland's prestige accumulated from his past experiences, she would have raised questions long ago.

"However, if this method has really found a feasible method..."

Yakumo Zi clenched her hands.

She sighed helplessly, somewhat understanding Roland's thoughts.

Anyway, the possibility of losing the bet means physical and mental destruction, so why not reject all outcomes and leave only two outcomes for risk hedging, right?

It’s either a big win or a big loss.

From a probability perspective, this possibility of only 1 in 2 is indeed much safer than her proposal...what a ghost!

Excitement, uneasiness, apprehension, shock...indescribable emotions rippled in the heart of the monster sage.

Yakumo Purple took a deep breath, and the dense purple pupils reflected the figure of a man rising high like the sun in front of her, casting a cold light.

She also showed a faint sigh as she looked like a gambler who put down all her wealth and put everything on the line.

"You have already made up your mind, so I only need to pray for your victory."

Yakumo Purple gently lifted the hem of her skirt, raised her white chin, and the arc in her eyes was as gentle as water.

"Then...good night, Lord Roland."

"Good night, Zi."

Looking at Yakumo Murasaki who was gradually disappearing in the temple like a faded ink stain in front of him, Roland looked at the world barrier getting closer and closer in the distance and slowly closed his eyes.

Just like that, the Emperor of the world fell into eternal sleep again.

At the same time, the invisible dream dragged at the bottom of the world spread rapidly like a rising tide, soon permeating every corner of the world, and even spreading outside the world, turning into a posture like colorful bubbles.

After completely falling into a dream state, although most of his power was locked by the throne, he could freely enter and exit the dream state as long as it spread to a range that could be sensed by Roland.

Since I can't move, I'll drive around the world to find people. This is the original intention of the Great Expedition.

However, although this kind of stud behavior is very risky, Roland is not half-informed about trying his luck in a strange world.

Navigating in the sea of ​​​​the world is a very troublesome thing. There are no directions to distinguish up, down, left, and right. Unless you are a great being who can see the entire ocean, even if you are equal to the strong man in the universe, you will have the same sense of direction. It won't work, it will just be completely lost in this sea.

The method on Earth that relies on direction assistance such as magnetic fields will not work either.

After all, in the intricate sea of ​​worlds, it is not impossible to refer to the subtle gravitational forces emitted by different worlds, but the subtle changes between these subtle gravitational collisions are difficult to detect. If they cannot be corrected in time, they will be annihilated in the void. Not surprising.

Therefore, even a strong person who controls several times the universe cannot find a pattern that can be used.

The only thing you can rely on is a special tool like the Star Cup, luck and accumulation.

When the star cup is fixed, if the method chosen to cross the void with one's own power is a wooden sailboat, Roland's behavior of swimming down the river can only be regarded as a small boat at most.

The protagonist in the story sets sail to the sea with only a small boat. The experience of embarking on the journey to become the Pirate King is certainly exciting, but if you repeat this behavior randomly, you will probably get tired of it.

However, as for Roland, who resolutely decided to drive the navigation system, that was a different matter.

"This is the world..."

At the edge of the dream, Roland carefully observed the heavy crystal wall in front of him and glanced at the Key to All Souls in his hand.

At the moment when all his possibilities disappeared, and even the apostle stagnated for a moment because he lost his target, the Key of All Spirits was still firmly on his hand.

This did not surprise Roland. He didn't know if he was the first host of this key.

Since the other party will bring such a crisis, the Sixth Supreme Heaven, let alone other things, cannot escape this passive phenomenon caused by the existence of the other party, and it does not need to think about counterattack.

What really surprised Roland was that after defeating the Winged Snake and devouring almost all the contracted spirits on its wings, the Key of All Spirits, which was originally only a preliminary permission, became basically all open to Roland.

This behavior may seem contradictory to Key to All Souls' mission to pursue possibilities.

But the fact is that from that moment on, Roland officially became the master of the Key to All Souls.

Roland also guessed whether the requirements for the possibility of selecting the Key of All Souls were different from the conventional ones, but he did not have the time to worry about these things, and instead concentrated on studying the functions of the Key of All Souls.

As we learned before, for the sake of balance, there is no bonded spirit inside this key that is equivalent to the upper limit of the Supreme Apostle.

This is not difficult to understand. The upper limit of the black snake is only under the multiplicity closest to infinite. It can be seen that reaching the power above that level will definitely bring some more dangerous omens.

However, Roland doesn't have to worry about this problem.

The core above it, even for the Key of All Spirits, is a precious inventory that takes a long time to accumulate. It will obviously not be opened to him until he defeats the Black Snake.

Although he could not be given a spirit bond, when faced with Roland's request to get out of trouble, he still received a piece of guidance from the Key of All Spirits.

A new world that is not dominated by it, but is recorded as fire.

After spending three years accumulating fuel, Roland arrived at the location of this new world.

The bottom of the world ocean.

"What a strong barrier to the world..."

Looking at the barrier of the world in front of him, Roland frowned subconsciously.

Different from the clean and hard barriers in the regular world, the barriers in this world are just like the grotesque transformations that the prisoners in the cage wiped out with their blood before they died.

Messy, twisted, and hideous.

If I have to make an analogy, paintings from different factions and styles are stacked on the same plane at the same time.

Oil painting, ink painting, drawing, printmaking.

Figures, landscapes, scenery, flowers and birds.

They overlapped at the same time, turning into a strange scene that was so abstract that beauty and ugliness still couldn't be distinguished.

What's worse is that this internal distortion seems to be increasing.

Just this existence is a scar to the world.

In this case, the already thick barriers to the world will naturally develop layers of calluses like commonly used fingers. In addition, barriers are also increasing layer by layer inside the world. No wonder this place will become isolated from the world. The place has been sinking to the bottom of the ocean of the world.

Roland tentatively raised his hand, letting his colorful dream spread to the barrier, and then hit the iron plate as expected, unable to penetrate even a single bit.

"It's really like a cage. To describe the hardness of AT's position is a bit demeaning..."

Seeing this result, Roland was a little stunned.

With the ability of the Star Cup, it stands to reason that there is no world that it cannot invade.

But thinking about it on the other hand, it may be that it is precisely because of this intensity of resisting everything that it meets the conditions for collecting the Key to All Spirits.

This barrier alone is enough to give a glimpse of the level of trouble inside the world.

Will my own salvation be found in it?

Roland no longer hesitated, controlled the Key of All Spirits, and began to penetrate into the world bit by bit.

After an unknown period of time, before Roland could truly feel the inside of the multiple worlds, his existence began to decline.

"gravitational?"

Roland whispered, seeing through the essence of this phenomenon.

For this distorted world, Roland's dreams cannot be underestimated.

Such a strong gravitational force caused him to be unconsciously drawn to the deepest point.

Regardless of Roland's will or not, he will only appear on the surface of this world, near beings whose gravitational pull is similar to or even stronger than his.

Because of the existence of the Key of All Spirits, Roland, who was able to descend from the sky, transcended these complicated colors and used the perspective from this key at this moment to find the one who unconsciously attracted everything around him and had a huge gravitational force that was no less than his own. exist.

Soon, he caught the figure.

It was a girl wearing a cloak and a witch hat that didn't fit her petite body.

But rather than her appearance or dress, what Roland remembered about this blond girl was another eye-catching feature.

——eye mask

On the girl's right eye, there is a black eyepatch.