Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Travel across the sea of ​​the multiverse.

This was not the first time Roland had done something like this.

Unlike the situation in the past when he had to wade through the water, with his current strength, it is easy for him to move across the water with a superior posture.

But when he really reached this infinite boundary, he still narrowed his eyes slightly.

The head in front, which looked twisted like a monster, had already stuck out its tongue, and in this void without the logic of time and space, it had created a material space that was no less magnificent than the ocean behind it.

When he stepped onto the ground that seemed to be made of flesh and blood and corpses, but was unexpectedly solid, the multiverses captured by the silk threads burned like fireflies at night, constructing a unique road.

“…This is really unexpected.”

Roland raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand the phenomenon.

The relationship between strength and size of the show is basically proportional.

In many cases, the so-called extravagant pomp is nothing more than a difference in perspective.

When he was not yet a demon god and only had multiple single universes and was running out of energy, Roland had to create an infinite time temple equivalent to a special universe in order to carry his own existence and throne in the cracks of the world.

Although from the creator's point of view, this is just a necessity.

To most of the life in the world, this is no different from a god, and even stronger than the god in their impression.

Therefore, in order to undermine the enemy's will to resist or laugh at their stupidity, releasing momentum or murderous intent is a battle strategy that works from weak to strong and has been proven to be effective.

Considering that the {snake} was already dead and its weight while sleeping would even cause it to fall from the bottom of this infinite multiverse sea, it was not surprising that the Sixth Heaven, Po Jun, behaved like this.

But the problem is that for Mara, this should be a meaningless behavior.

He is so reactionary that he is unwilling to even create a mechanism, so how could he go to the trouble of creating such a spiritual need?

Especially when your home is robbed.

As the self-destruction factor of {Snake}, it successfully carried out its mission.

However, the fact that he had even given up the instinct to spread the truth and was lying on the corpse of his original body in deep sleep was enough to show that his mental state was undoubtedly very empty and complicated.

If he really harbored the kind of wrath that he wanted to show off, it would be more like what Mara would do, rather than displaying it in such a high-profile manner, and coldly displaying the despair that made the worlds tremble.

Roland, who was deep in thought, suddenly stopped and stared ahead.

As the burning universe gradually increased, the end of the road was completely obscured by the hazy light and shadow.

But no matter whether it was the endlessly extending void, or the brilliance that was so intense that it seemed like billions of universes had exploded at once, it could not conceal even a little bit of the color of the young man floating in the center.

He sat cross-legged on one knee, amidst countless pairs of golden arms that were winding upward, forming a lotus pedestal like a mother holding her baby.

Her bright blonde hair, which looked more like solidified lightning than gold, stood up like a torch, and her dark skin had a texture that was both smooth and rough like scales.

Under the Buddhist robe that was worn with the right shoulder exposed was a body that was skinny as if it was malnourished.

However, no one would ever have such a ridiculous idea of ​​having pity on him.

This is not just because the boy's whites of the eyes are black and the pupils are white, which is the opposite of Tiangang's eyes.

What's more, there is a high bulge on the forehead, accompanied by spider-web-like lines that seem to pierce into the brain, wrapped around it, like a cyst-like third eye.

All three eyes were clearly open, but when the third eye turned its head and looked at him, Roland felt the signal that the other party was really paying attention to him.

"Why do you look so relieved?"

The incredibly vicious god directly raised his confusion.

After reaching the end, the other party had been staring at him for a while.

"It's just a subtle regret."

Roland sighed quietly. "It turns out that I am just a lucky guy."

Although he learned the truth about the golden finger during his contact with the Dragon God, his cognition after becoming stronger has also been confirming this.

But because the gap between his starting point and this gift was too great, it was impossible for Roland to feel no pressure.

Although the ending that the final boss is the supreme evil god is not much better than the conspiracy theory, and is even worse, Roland's thoughts in his heart are still somewhat difficult to describe.

Just like eating ice cream in winter, the feeling that rises from the back to the top of the head brings with it both a comfort as if shackles were removed and an extremely cold shiver.

"At this point, you are still struggling with this? It seems that I really cannot understand you born weaklings."

Po Xun frowned and gave a condescending comment in a hoarse voice.

However, just as Roland noticed, something was wrong.

Although his inherent arrogance and contempt for everything were unrestrained, there was indeed some element of treating him differently in Po Xun's attitude towards him.

Fortunately, probably because of logical reasons, Bo Xun had no intention of keeping the secret.

"...But from this perspective, you have done a pretty good job in possessing such power, so I will acknowledge your existence, {Another Me}."

The last word that Po Xun uttered was abnormal and could not be explained at all. Just like humans cannot describe the language of God, they can only use mysterious classics to try to make future generations understand the sacred feeling again.

After the realm of the Complete Formulae stripped away the filthy shell of nature, what Roland witnessed was the noun

--'brother'.

"I see."

As Roland expected, although Po Xun's power seemed to have surpassed everything he had imagined.

But just like that attitude of giving up, after executing the snake's wish with a deformed and perfect egoism, he was also trapped by this absolute that transcends everything.

The greatest significance of the proposition of perfection is to be broken.

The idea that everything except me disappears and only I am needed is of course a beautiful idea, but it also means that when this idea is carried out to the extreme, the holder will not be able to cut himself off.

If all the existence that belongs to "I" is necessary and is the beginning of the self of Posun, then the part of existence that was once the self-destruction factor of the {snake} is also the anklet that he cannot untie.

Because of this, although it has clearly transcended infinite diversity, the other party is stuck in the process in the middle, unable to go up or down, and is always immersed in the struggle between the self and the other, namely, the ego named Mara and the self-destruction factor of the {snake}.

In this case, everything makes sense.

He inherited the snake's urge to survive and used its remains to create a new self. This is probably the only existence outside of himself that this guy can recognize.

Therefore, when faced with this antidote that may never be found again, Mara showed subtle tolerance at a time when his anger and contempt had not subsided.

But Roland knew it very well.

If we become complacent or slack because of this, we will inevitably fall flat on our face.

There is no other reason.

There are many types of self-centered people.

As Gen's evaluation suggests, although Kiara Sesshōin plays villain roles in the plot of FGO, her personality is actually that of a perfect saint.

As long as she can be regarded as a human being, she will provide selfless help like a good wife and mother to humans weaker than herself, and will willingly sacrifice herself like a devout believer to humans stronger than herself.

As for what Poxun would do, the name "Poxun" is the best answer.

"Then accept this gift with gratitude—"

Bo Xun grinned and put on a faint smile.

"Among all the worlds that are about to be destroyed, you will be the only exception. Not only that, I will also give you the power of truth that is equal to mine, which belongs to the end of the road, and share this supreme authority with you."

"It will last from now until I get tired of you and the end."

"How is it, it's a very good condition, right?"

"It really is."

Roland said in a casual tone.

"Regardless of the power itself, the fact that you, who is just 'me', are willing to share and give it is already very remarkable."

"However, unlike you, a world that only exists in the end is worthless to me. It is even worse than death. So, let me reject this kindness."

Although it was a sincere compliment, perhaps because the smile on Roland's face made people want to punch him, Bo Xun only felt that he was being mocked.

"I thought you would be different from those stubborn rubbish, but I didn't expect you to make the same choice?"

Bo Xun snorted coldly, and a breath of disgust came out of his nose.

"You are so pathetic, 'brother'. I thought that unlike me who was born with responsibility and weight and represented power, you grew up in a closed world and broke free from the shackles. Maybe you could bring me enlightenment in terms of wisdom."

"But obviously, I was just being sentimental."

Bo Xun was obviously angry and suddenly stood up from the lotus seat.

Along with the cries of the cosmic lights going out, a cold and cruel murderous intent gradually emerged.

The nature of the antidote will make Po Xun look at it differently, but that's all it is.

Ultimately, this behavior is just like the human instinct to retreat subconsciously when getting too close to the fire, rather than their true will.

It was a monster created to burn everything. It had no expectations for the future and would not tolerate any compromise.

The gorgeous ukiyo-e, surrounded by lotus-like radiance, quickly spread out from Po Xun's body and wrapped around Roland's body like a snake's belly.

"Then tell me, facing such a desperate situation, what answer can your super wisdom give you?"

The evil god's questioning came to my ears.

Every inch of his body was covered in pain that chilled him to the bone.

But even so, Roland still did not show any fear or nervousness.

Instead, he smiled happily.

"It's simple. It says... it's time to use your super powers." (End of this chapter)