Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

I will finish you off in ten seconds.

If you want to translate it, this is the meaning of that sentence.

So, after a moment of stunned silence, the expression of the water behind changed.

He did not show a funny expression. After witnessing the incomprehensible defeat of the wind ahead, no one would think that Roland's words were a joke.

But being underestimated like this still made the pupils of the water behind flash a fierce light.

"You do have unquestionable power, but it is not easy to do this - don't think of me, the water behind, as the same person as the right seat of God."

"In that case, how about giving it a try?"

Roland showed a provocative expression, and he hooked his free hand.

The water behind did not respond.

In fact, the moment Roland's words fell, he launched an offensive without hesitation.

The night sky, which became clear again because of Gabriel's disappearance, once again appeared a huge magic circle with a diameter of two kilometers.

This is the power that the water behind reproduced with the attributes of the archangel.

In fact, this is simply the most perfect environment for him to fight.

Although Gabriel, who was of the same lineage, ascended to heaven, the angel power she left behind, as well as this environment full of moonlight and night, can all be used by him.

In this battlefield with favorable time, location and people, the water behind is now fully exerting its power beyond its level.

There are tens of thousands of tons of seawater hanging upside down above the city, and in the moonlight that is as bright as a lamp, it seems that the sky and the earth have been turned upside down.

"The mercy of the Virgin Mary eases the severe punishment, and sometimes tells the truth directly to God,"

The water behind chanted the words of the spell at high speed.

In the Right Seat of God, although they are all people who approach angels by washing away their original sins, because of their different personalities and areas of expertise, the angel spells they construct are often very different.

But even so, the water behind is unique among them.

"——Ascend to heaven in mercy."

The worship of the Virgin Mary.

This is the legend that the water behind relies on for his spell, and it is also the reason why he is unique.

This is not because this technique is too strange or rare. On the contrary, it is the foundation of the Right Seat of God.

The first batch of people who possessed the qualifications of the Right Seat of God were inspired by the legend of the Immaculate Conception of the Virgin Mary, and they were able to overcome their original sins little by little, so that their physiques could be close to those of angels.

Finally, they stepped into the inhuman realm that mortals could not reach.

However, because the techniques related to the Virgin Mary often have relatively high requirements, it is more of a reference and a textbook for entry, and the possibility of being put into practice should be very small.

But the appearance of the water behind broke this inherent concept.

Like Kamisaki Kaori, he is a natural saint.

Originally, this innate talent should have isolated him from the Right Seat of God, because the attributes of angels and saints are completely different and conflicting.

But what is incredible is that after possessing the stigmata, the ultimate prize that only twenty people in the whole human race can win, the water behind also has physical characteristics similar to the Virgin Mary.

Through this innate talent, he can not only use the spells related to the Virgin Mary, but also further explore the power of the Virgin Mary's physique because of the concept of the Right Seat of God.

Then the physique is closer to the Virgin Mary's body, which in turn strengthens this spell.

In such a good internal cycle, the Water in the Back becomes the only special case that has both the nature of a saint and the Virgin Mary.

In this way, he not only does not have the nature of other Right Seats of God who cannot use human magic, but also because of the characteristics, the magic he is good at is further strengthened.

Although such angel spells seem to be less unpredictable than the special existence of spells such as the Wind in the Front, the beauty of the numbers is enough to make up for it.

Ordinary saints can have speeds that can break through supersonic speeds, let alone the Water in the Back who also has the power of the Virgin Mary?

When using the spell, he can exert 200% of the power of an ordinary saint.

This number may seem insignificant, but in reality, when explosive power, endurance, and reaction speed are all added in all directions, the gap brought about is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the Water in the Back is willing, he can beat up a famous saint like Kamisaki Kaori.

The next moment, a chaotic and majestic wind started to blow.

This was not the effect of the Water in the Back technique, but the aftermath of his movement.

The Water in the Back stepped on the water film that looked like a silver snake, cut through the night sky, and rushed towards Roland with the momentum of a raging wave.

Just twisting his body was enough to roll up a tornado that crushed iron and stone. Just looking at this creepy momentum was enough to make those who dared to be his enemy feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"You are both a saint and the Right Seat of God? No wonder you still dared to rush over after seeing the fate of Gabriel and the Wind in the Front, but..."

Roland said calmly in a calm voice, without any response to the attack of the Water in the Back. He just looked at the light gradually taking shape in his hand, letting the scarlet ripples extend out of his palm inch by inch.

"If it was any other Right Seat of God, it would be fine, maybe there would be some chance of a turnaround, but you will definitely end up in despair, this is the only thing I can be sure of."

The face of Houfang Zhishui suddenly changed.

With his speed, the distance between them would not take even a hundredth of a second to cross. Roland was not communicating with him in his mind, so why hadn't he rushed to the other party yet?

But after seeing the shape of the true red light clearly, all the answers had an end.

"This is..."

"In front of it, this kind of cleverness is just seeking death."

Roland chuckled.

He reached out and grasped the twisted spear.

The branches with strange shapes like winding vines and long horns like demons were all covered with blood-soaked scarlet.

But on this spear, there was an incomparable sense of holiness.

It seemed to be alive, and the moment it leaned out in the light, it roared silently.

From that moment on, the power of the saint and the mother in the water behind fell into silence at the same time.

And this was not disturbance or chaos, but because of the direct seal, even the fragile balance between the two was intact, causing the water behind to not even notice it.

From Roland's perspective, he was just running over normally.

"I actually encountered the genuine product here... This is really an incredible harvest."

Houfang Zhishui trembled slightly, and his calm face finally showed a horrified expression.

Among the information and legends revealed by the Roman Orthodox Church, there is one that is famous all over the world.

It is a spiritual weapon called the Thorn Sword. It is said that it was created based on the mythological allusion of "The Son of God was crucified on the cross" and extracted the religious connotations of execution and assassination.

Although it has no effect on ordinary people, if the opponent is a saint, just point the tip of the sword, no matter how far away, the opponent's life can be ended instantly.

Because of his own characteristics, Houfang Zhishui also specially explored the information in this regard, and found that it was just a rumor caused by the shape of the Apostle Cross.

At that time, he was relieved for this, and felt that the person who wrote this legend was too arrogant and did not understand how terrible the power of being able to wipe out a saint meant.

I didn't expect this boomerang to fly back so quickly and pierce my heart.

He had realized that he and the wind in front might have been in Roland's palm from beginning to end, but now it was too late to regret.

Ignoring the cold sweat on his forehead, the water behind clenched his teeth.

Then, a strange-shaped giant sword appeared in his hand.

Under the weight of 200 kilograms, this great sword named Ascalon not only has inconsistent sharpness of the blades on both sides, but also has different thicknesses and angles of each part.

Compared to a sword, it may be more convenient to use it as an axe, razor or saw.

But even so, this weapon is still a well-deserved sword in concept.

Because only in this way can it play the value specially input by the creator and achieve the same performance as the holy sword in the legend of St. George, which is enough to kill a fifty-foot-long dragon.

This was originally a spiritual outfit that Houfang Zhishui asked his friend to make for emergency use. He originally planned to pull it out suddenly when approaching, and then give Roland, who also has the attribute of the evil dragon, a surprise.

But now, this idea seems too extravagant.

Houfang Zhishui retreated instead of advancing, and his burly body suddenly crushed the ground and shot out at an astonishing speed.

Unlike others, the Right Seat of God and the Saint are only a part of him, not everything.

Even without the blessing of physique, he is still a warrior.

He raised the giant sword in his hand and threw it towards Roland.

Roland looked at the holy sword that once killed the evil dragon and the hero who wanted to reproduce the legend again with indifference, raised his hand gently, and made a throwing motion.

"Although I still want to play for a while, it's a pity... time is up."

For a battle, ten seconds is really not enough.

When the water behind was ready, Roland had less than 0.2 seconds left, but he was not worried that he would break his promise.

Suddenly, the howling wind, the pouring rain, and the water behind that had already chopped down the sword all stagnated.

His figure in the air was clearly visible, and even the ferocity and determination in his pupils were seen clearly by Roland.

But as the king of time, Roland knew that this phenomenon was not the stop of time, but just the aftermath of fate and cause and effect being adjusted.

If the enemy was an ordinary god, there might be some variables, but when the scope was limited to a character like the Son of the Cross, the power of this spiritual suit was even more amazing than the nature of the beast.

"Shoot him, Spear of Longinus."

The scarlet spear made a low hum. It had been shaking violently before, and now that it was allowed, it was even more eager to show its power.

As both the Virgin and the Son of God, such a character with double vulnerability is also a rare prey for the Spear of Longinus.

So, the burning blood splashed in the air.

Houfang Zhishui's eyes were spinning. He was clearly keeping the action of jumping high, but at this time, he fell straight to the ground like a puppet without the control of the master, unable to move.

He neither saw the trajectory of the attack nor the dazzling light, and ended up like this.

The unspeakable fear grew wildly in Houfang Zhishui's heart.

Especially when he found that the scarlet spear in Roland's hand disappeared at some point.

He lowered his head and looked at the spear that had sunk into his heart at some point. His pupils were full of confusion, astonishment, and fear brought by the unknown.

"9.8 seconds, just right--"

Roland's voice was flat. He looked down at Houfangzhishui with the attitude of a winner, "I said, this is the end of your distance from despair."

Looking at the other party's miserable appearance, Roland shrugged with some regret.

Generally speaking, for the sake of fun, a strong man like Houfangzhishui who relies on physical fitness prefers to use the pure magnetic field force to touch it.

But the target in front of him was really well drawn, with the Son of God and the Virgin Mary, and the buffs were all stacked.

It was like a bubble floating in front of you, and you happened to have a needle in your hand. Even Roland was a little eager to poke it.

Although it was very cool to kill instantly like this, it felt a little worse when you came to your senses.

Sure enough, I'll find a reason to give Houfangzhishui a proper beating later...

After controlling the power, he didn't directly use the instant death effect of the Spear of Longinus, but simply sealed all the power of Houfangzhishui.

Although the heart was pierced and the injury was serious, with the physique of a saint, it was more than enough to hold on until the medical Yafei arrived.

After all, he is the Right Seat of God. It would be a waste to kill him directly. It's better to join Lanmeng Company and be his own tool.

When you join the company, you will be given a two-piece set of Dream Creator and Beast Original Sin. You don't have to worry about obedience. If it doesn't work, you can brainwash and join the Dream Creator Beast Group for waste utilization. There is no need to worry about being useless.

Roland pulled out the spear on Houfangzhishui's chest and thought carelessly.

And Houfangzhishui, who found that he was still alive, also realized his fate. He took a deep breath and looked at Roland.

"Zuofangdi is planning to invade Lanmeng Company, please be prepared."

"Oh?"

Roland raised his eyebrows, "When you are desperate, your first words are not to beg for mercy or surrender, but to betray your companions. You have this awareness before going through the employment process. It seems that you are really ready to change jobs?"

"As a loser, I have no choice," Houfangzhishui sighed. He joined the Roman Orthodox Church for Britain and has never felt a sense of belonging to this organization.

"And if it is that guy who betrayed, it is even more so."

"That scum who can also attack innocent people at will, if we are not the right seat of God, I would have wanted to kill him a long time ago."

"I see,"

Roland, who has read the information of Zuofangdi, nodded in understanding, but still had no intention of leaving.

"But it doesn't matter. I've sent someone to deal with it."

"Although it's not worth mentioning compared to you, Zuofangdi has joined the Right Seat of God even longer than I have. That guy's spell is also irresistible to ordinary people. On the way here, I also saw Yafei's power, but forgive me for being frank, it's impossible to resist with them alone..."

The words of Houfangzhishui were a bit anxious.

Without involving his position, he is a very upright and kind person.

It is obvious that Zuofangdi can't beat Roland, and after the Right Seat of God, which is the core combat force, was wiped out, the remaining power of the Roman Orthodox Church was even less worth mentioning in front of Roland.

Since the victory or defeat is already determined, he hopes to reduce unnecessary casualties as much as possible, regardless of the enemy or ourselves.

"Don't worry, he can't beat her."

However, Roland's answer was still quite calm, even with a bit of confidence.

"After all, that's Roland's real name... Uh, Roland Lilith? It doesn't seem right..."

"Think about it carefully, the principle of the Hell God of War seems to be split personality, which is far from our relationship... How to say it?

He muttered, as if looking for an appropriate description.

But soon, Roland found the answer.

"-My half body." (End of this chapter)