Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

In the Academy City, where the gunfire was raging, the man in a green dress had a tense face.

For Zuo Fangdi, who had been in the Roman Orthodox Church for decades, he finally no longer had to tolerate the heretics on the scientific side. He could openly massacre these pagans in the name of the Right Seat of God. This was something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

But he didn't expect that after the actual combat, he had to face a very realistic problem.

"Where are the people?"

The street in front of Zuo Fangdi looked extremely messy, with scattered tables and chairs, broken potted plants, and various small objects scattered everywhere.

But thanks to the various disaster prevention drills that the Academy City has all year round, although it is very chaotic, the residents still enter the shelter under orderly leadership to wait for the end of the war.

And when the guards and the main combat forces go to the outside world to meet the enemy, it will naturally appear empty.

But strictly speaking, Zuo Fangdi did not encounter no one.

In this city full of darkness, there are always some scums who want to wreak havoc and vent their desires in the chaos.

Although he killed those people mercilessly, he could not feel any pleasure from destroying such a guy who had his sin written on his face. After all, even if he was not there, the Academy City would still deal with these guys severely after coming to its senses.

Even from this perspective, he was actually working for the Academy City.

Thinking of this, Zuo Fangzhi looked depressed.

Under this expression, his thin cheeks were even more terrifying.

As a devout fanatic, unlike the selfish wind in front and water in the back, Zuo Fangzhi’s purpose was quite orthodox, that is, to save all human beings equally.

Of course, since he was a fanatic, his view of equality was naturally different from that of ordinary people.

Compared with Emiya Kiritsugu who abandoned the attributes of individual human beings and simply compared them based on quantity, Zuo Fangzhi was at the other extreme. He only cared about attributes, not quantity.

That is, human beings other than Roman Orthodox believers were not worthy of being saved.

Regardless of whether they are innocent civilians or not, whether they are young children or old people, as long as they are not believers, Zuo Fangzhi will treat them as livestock.

Therefore, compared to those evil people who deserve to die, he would rather see those pagans crying because of their stupidity.

"Have they hidden in the shelter?"

Zuo Fangzhi frowned, narrowed his eyes, and finally shook his head.

"Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities to execute pagans later. Let's go to Lanmeng Company first... However, it is obviously the core area, but there are no people left behind-"

Bang!

Just as Zuo Fangzhi was talking to himself, a sharp wind rushed over, making him shrink his shoulders subconsciously.

The clanging metal bird fell from the sky, with a flashing golden electric current on its body.

"Is it Yafei again?"

Seeing this main force that frightened many people with abilities and blocked the Roman Orthodox troops at the edge of the city, Zuo Fangzhi couldn't help but feel a little dangerous.

But for the Right Seat of God, the threat level of Yafei is only this.

Zuofangdi raised his right hand and let the wheat flour around him gather into the shape of a blade.

As he chanted, the blade in the void suddenly rushed forward and rushed towards the huge Yafei.

The next moment, this terrifying iron beast was broken into two pieces along with the electric current on its body, and rushed towards the wall with unabated momentum.

Incredibly, this attack was clearly an attack that even Yafei, who activated the magnetic field power with all his strength, could cut off. Instead of directly smashing the wall behind him, the blade formed by the wheat flour collapsed into its original shape in the air when it touched the wall behind him.

"The mass-produced model can have such power. These heretical creations are indeed not to be underestimated. However, in front of us, the Right Seat of God, they are still useless things that can't even struggle."

Zuofangdi said a little bored. He shook his head at the wreckage of Yafei and went straight through the wall in front of him.

Although the regular Right Seat of God cannot use human magic except for angel spells, his spells are much more functional than the two colleagues who came with him.

Just as he was about to walk to the Blue Dream Company headquarters in the shortest straight line -

"Ah, you are here, great."

The girl's melodious voice like a bell rang. "I'm really lucky to meet you when I go out. It's too troublesome to find them one by one."

"After all, ants all look the same, even if they are a little older. My activity time is very precious. I really don't want to waste it on such trivial matters."

Zuo Fangzhi's body stiffened, and he saw a slender girl with a delicate face like a doll standing at the main entrance.

She wore an elegant dress like a princess, bathed in the moonlight of the night sky, and her long pink hair bloomed with a beautiful and lovable glow.

The charming smile that always hung on her face was enough to make anyone feel intoxicated.

But Zuo Fangzhi didn't have any idea of ​​being intoxicated. He looked at the girl's eyes vigilantly.

The deep red pupils contained a temperament that was completely different from the current expression and atmosphere.

Endless darkness, cold abyss, arrogant indifference.

Zuo Fangdi could feel that it was not directed at him alone, but was a contempt for all mankind.

Obviously, they looked human, but they could not feel the human part at all.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

In the chill that almost froze his blood, Zuofangdi took a step back alertly.

Although he was very confident in a one-on-one battle, after seeing the myth of the battle between angels and dragons repeat, he was not so arrogant as to speak nonsense to the unknown existence.

"I don't need to tell you my name, right?"

Sakura Mana raised the corner of her mouth, her voice was frivolous and charming, but the indifference in her eyes remained unchanged.

"After all, you will be cleaned up by me soon."

The moment he realized that the other party was an enemy, Zuofangdi's instinct had already prompted him to take action.

Suddenly, the guillotine formed by wheat flour snaked out with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Priority - wheat flour is first, flesh is second!"

The execution of light.

This is the only technique dedicated to Zuofangdi.

This is a technique constructed based on the legend that the Son of God was stabbed to death on the cross by the Spear of Longinus.

It was after this legend that the Spear of Longinus gained special attacks against God and the Cross because of this incident.

At that time, it was just a spear used by ordinary people, and it was impossible to kill the son of God.

With this fact, and the idea that the hierarchy of humans and angels in the Tree of Life could not be crossed, Zuofangzhi created his own technique.

The execution of light that freely swaps the concepts of upper and lower.

Using wheat flour representing the flesh of God and wine representing the blood of God as the medium, two things are selected at a time and placed in the upper and lower positions.

The upper position has absolute priority over the lower position.

It doesn't matter who the girl in front of you is from or who is behind her. Since you feel the extreme danger, it is right to strike first.

As for what the other party is, you can wait until you cut off his limbs and then slowly torture him.

"——Success!"

A fierce light flashed in Zuofangzhi's pupils, and his face looked a little hideous because he was too proud.

Even though the attack was already in front of him, Sakura Mana just moved his eyes away lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

This was exactly what Zuofangzhi wanted to see, and his eyes widened.

The absolute blade that had no effect on anything in the world but only surpassed the flesh also smoothly slashed towards the girl's delicate neck.

"With such fragile power, you'd be happier if you just waited for the judgment obediently, ok?"

Sakura Mana raised her slender arms and sneered.

In front of her slender white fingers, a dull guillotine was hovering.

She didn't even use any force, and the spider-web-like cracks quickly dissipated on the blade.

Wheat flour fell like rain, and soon merged with the trampled dust on the ground.

"What..."

Zuo Fangzhi's face changed drastically. At the end of his uncertain sight, there was the girl's white and flawless fingers. Not to mention the injuries, there was not even a trace of being hit.

"How is it possible?!"

Although Guang's execution has the disadvantage of needing to reset the priority when facing multiple attacks, which may make it unable to take care of itself, but in terms of a single order, the order of his own technique should be invincible!

Just like he passed through the wall before, because the wall was set under the human body, he could either pass through the wall as if it were air, or destroy it with one punch.

Even Yafei, who was blessed by the power of the magnetic field, was like a thin piece of paper in front of the order of concepts.

The same is true for wheat flour. When the order is determined, the guillotine made of it will be directly cut in two even if a saint is hit.

However——

The order that was enough to kill the Son of God at the hands of humans was overwhelmed by a finger of Sakura Mana.

Was it an illusion, a clone, or did he avoid the attack by teleporting?

Or, the other party's body was not flesh and blood at all, but a robot made by Academy City?

All kinds of absurd possibilities flashed through Zuo Fangzhi's mind, but were quickly rejected.

No matter what means the other party used, as long as the concept was further refined, the winner would only be himself!

"Priority - flying blades are on top, human bodies are on the bottom!"

He waved his hand with a gloomy face, turning the wheat flour floating on his body into a sea of ​​sharp blades that completely surrounded Mana Sakura.

As his arm fell, countless sharp blades shot out, pointing directly at the vital points of the girl.

"Is this a circus performance?"

But Mana Sakura still did not move, she walked forward slowly.

Under her gorgeous high heels, beautiful crystal flowers splashed like raindrops falling on the ground.

The girl just moved her lotus steps lightly, and a thorny crystal forest was born behind her.

In the cold purple crystal, there is a luster that is clearer than any gem and more turbid than any darkness.

Pure and chaotic, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it is hard to imagine that two contradictory things can have such a perfect match.

Zuo Fangdi's pupils shrank, revealing an extremely frightened expression.

He knew that kind of thing.

Rather, it is because he recognized it in the process of abandoning original sin and becoming the Right Seat of God that he made the ambition to save all believers and bring them into the Holy Kingdom, and he had the fanatical faith that made his colleagues fear him.

That is the radiance of the soul.

Only the human soul can give birth to the characteristics that make the great God willing to redeem.

But now, the soul that should only appear in the crisis of doomsday is just a petal to set off the power and beauty of the girl in front of him.

"If that's the case, you have to use more gorgeous wails to please me later."

The lovely smile on Sakura Mana's face did not waver at all. Surrounded by the crystal flowers, she took another step.

The crisp sound when the heels collided with the ground was like the sequel to the previous round dance.

The next moment, the purple thorns pierced Zuo Fangdi's legs from the inside out, binding him firmly to the ground.

The intense pain followed closely, and the graceful crystal flowers used Zuo Fangdi's flesh and blood as nutrients, spreading at an unstoppable speed, and soon covered his whole body.

"Ahhh... It hurts, it hurts!"

From the internal organs, muscles, to under the skin, the ubiquitous pain instantly overturned Zuo Fangdi's will.

After hearing the echo from the body, watching the skin gradually swell and tear, being able to think about this matter has become a kind of despair.

Zuo Fangdi has realized why his technique has failed.

The essence of his technique is the legend that a human killed the Son of God, but even if it is an angel technique, it is just an interesting imitation compared to the legend itself.

To exchange the order of the Son of God with the gun, that is a miracle that only the One and Only God can do.

Although the execution of light can adjust everything, to be precise, it should be everything below the Son of God.

Facing a truly innocent body, an existence that exceeds the upper limit of the technique level, what he threw out is really just ordinary wheat flour.

"Original Man... Queen, please spare me..."

Because his lungs were pierced with holes, Zuo Fangdi could only make a vague sound to beg for mercy.

On the road to redemption, he was willing to die no matter how, but being killed by the Original Man with a sinful soul was still beyond his acceptance.

But listening to his wailing, Sakura Mana's eyes were still indifferent.

Although his limbs had gradually begun to separate from his torso, his tenacious vitality still made Zuo Fangzhi's eyeballs roll.

Even though he died in such a tragic way, he still couldn't raise any resentment towards Mana Sakuragi.

As a devout believer, there is nothing more glorious than witnessing the existence of the mythology.

Being killed by Eve was certainly painful, but the fact that Eve really existed was enough to make up for everything.

He looked at Mana Sakuragi with a satisfied look, and engraved all of her noble and pure posture in his memory that was about to disappear.

That's right, humans who have been redeemed should exist in such a holy and spotless posture.

Originally, Zuo Fangzhi thought that he would not have worldly feelings, but now it seems that he just didn't meet that beautiful person.

If he was given another chance, Zuo Fangzhi would definitely give up begging for mercy and choose to express all his emotions.

Then, just as he was about to fall into the darkness with regret.

Suddenly, Roland, who seemed to have crossed the space, looked at the miserable scene and laughed softly.

Then, in the left side of the land, the pupils were almost popping out.

——He took Sakura Mana into his arms without hesitation and touched the girl's round and plump thighs.

In the face of such a sudden attack, Sakura Mana, who had been unyielding before, not only did not resist, but took the initiative to hug Roland, allowing her upper body to press against the boy's chest.

The pair of deep red eyes were now full of crystal water.

In such an intimate and ambiguous situation, Roland seemed to notice the sad whimpering sound like a bellows next to him, and raised his head in confusion, looking at the left side of the land hanging on the crystal flower like a tattered rag doll.

"Hey...you are not dead yet?" (End of this chapter)