Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

In the celebration of the world and life, a crown that belongs to one person alone begins to appear.

At the synagogue at the Tower of Babel, there was a deathly silence everywhere.

Uranus's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He stared with wide eyes at this thing that was beyond his understanding.

From that voice of salvation came a resistance that was strong enough to isolate everything. As this power began to spread, the commandments of the gods from heaven also began to be blocked.

In this situation where the servers are in a mess and cheating will not result in a ban, Uranus finds it hard to believe in the quality of those gods.

Sure enough, behind him, a light of divine power began to appear.

"Idiot, you are using divine power here, are you trying to destroy the entire Tower of Babel?"

Uranus roared in anger to hide his inner uneasiness. The more he knew, the more afraid he would be of the unknown things.

This principle also applies to gods.

If they can even isolate themselves from the precepts jointly set by the gods, doesn't that prove that the other party has the ability to break free when faced with a seal like that of a dungeon?

Even just a possibility was enough to make Uranus lose his usual composure.

"But... even if we don't do it, it will be the same..."

The god who was yelled at withdrew his hand somewhat aggrievedly and began to explain incoherently.

Ouranos took a look at the identity of the god, and after realizing that the other person had special abilities in perception, he also spread his huge power.

Then, he saw the giant of light that attacked from all over the world and headed into the sky, but the aftermath alone could wipe out the power of Orario.

The gods around him cannot cause trouble openly due to the contract, but those gods in the wild and even the hidden evil gods are another matter.

"Those bastards!"

Uranus's face turned pale.

"Ganesha! Gather the people!"

"Loki, stop playing around, quickly find all the gods who are inclined to protect, and start defending the entire Orario!"

"Freya... forget it, just stay here."

Uranus looked at Freya who was staring at the giant and sighed.

Under his methodical arrangement, the power of each god began to be gathered and divided, until the light of divine power completely covered the entire Orario. A group of gods who had nothing to do and looked at him eagerly had gathered around him.

"As for you, just do whatever you want. We don't need more of you anyway."

"oh oh!"

Amid the cheers of several gods, the aurora transformed from the new divine power shot out from the sky above the Tower of Babel, quickly merging into the various attacks.

At the moment when the laws of the gods were isolated, many gods poured out their power towards the Giant of Light without hesitation!

Even under the protection of divine power, the gods of the Tower of Babel can still feel the terrible shaking of the earth, which is the aftershock caused by the power of the gods that is enough to wipe out the lower world.

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“As a welcome ceremony, it’s really unique.”

Roland floated in the air, feeling himself fully unfolding as the Seed of the Fruit, and he broke into the atmosphere, looking at the divine light rising from the ground.

He smiled and narrowed his eyes, and after a brief calculation, he found out the specific energy level.

"Although it was very hasty, with such a large number, they can probably destroy the entire surface of the underworld three times and still have more than enough. The atmosphere will also be devastated. Do they not even care about the environment? Well, I guess they also think of using the omnipotent power of God to solve everything afterwards. Moreover, compared to the unknown self, how can the arrogant gods care about the people's livelihood in the underworld?"

Faced with this crisis that his previous self could only rely on his immortal power to fight, Roland now smiled leisurely as if he was enjoying some kind of game.

"But it suits me just right."

How can you celebrate your new life without a salute?

"It's a salute from the gods... Let's be serious and give it a try with all your strength."

Roland still kept his arms open, aiming at the entire Orario and the attacks directed at him by the gods.

"——AT Field, full open!"

The next moment, deep red concentric polygonal crystal walls emerged layer by layer, covering the entire sky, completely expelling its original color and leaving only a deep blood red.

However, this time, Orario, as the center of the world, did not enjoy this view alone. Not only Orario, but everyone in every corner of the world could see this blood-red ocean that replaced the sky and floated above the world.

Chapter 161 Farewell and Harvest

"boom--!"

The deafening sound of the explosion echoed in the air for a long time. When the energy that was enough to destroy the earth's surface collided with the blood-red crystal wall, it created brilliant and gorgeous colors.

Soon, a huge mushroom cloud spread rapidly, covering the blood-red sky again.

Seeing this extremely shocking light in the sky, even the most indifferent gods couldn't help but curl their lips.

The divine power did cause damage, and the giant of light in the air was not like the ancient monster that could invalidate the divine power.

In this case, victory is a matter of course.

No one can resist the power of God. This is more of a truth than a consensus. Even if a child from the lower world reaches level 9 and becomes a rare hero, in front of a serious God, his power is no different from that of a child.

"Won!"

Although many gods were busy cleaning up the mess of the bastards who abused their divine powers to launch attacks, cheers were still heard from the Tower of Babel when they saw this scene.

When facing an unknown existence, testing one's own and the other party's strengths is a biological instinct that transcends race and level.

But just when the other gods were sure of victory, Uranus, who had already known that the opponent had caused resistance in the dungeon and had swallowed up the divine power, hurriedly asked.

"Don't be too happy too soon. What is the specific situation of the target?"

"I can't see clearly. There's black smoke everywhere. Let me help you."

Although he didn't understand why Uranus was so nervous, the god of the Tower of Babel didn't care. Instead, he waved his hand and turned his divine power into a violent wind, blowing away the smoke and dust around the target.

"There's no need to be so nervous. Even we have to retreat from this level of attack. If 'He' is really an ancient monster, his reaction would not be so normal."

The information deep in the dungeon is also top secret to many gods. Only those who become high-ranking officials of Orario can know something about it. Therefore, soon some gods began to comfort Uranus who seemed overly nervous.

Uranus looked deeply at the god who spoke, and another harsh voice suddenly sounded.

"Look! That guy is still alive!"

Hearing these words, all the gods present were shocked and looked over quickly.

The center of the disaster was blown away by the strong wind, and the aftermath caused by the divine power quickly dissipated and spread between heaven and earth.

What appeared before the gods was a light of the soul that could not be described in words. The huge crimson polygonal stand still did not withdraw from the sky, and not even the tiniest crack appeared.

"How can it be!"

Some gods with dazed faces cried out in surprise, many gasped, and even Loki was stunned and speechless.

This is not because the gods are too despicable. Even Apollo, a despicable god with some perverted habits, behaved so bravely when he was killed by Roland for the first time. It can be seen that the gods are not afraid of ordinary death.

Their arrogant attitude is caused by their understanding of their own strength, just like when playing online games, players will be angry or happy because of the loss or change of their account, but they still know that the death of the game character cannot affect their true self.

That was why they felt a deep-seated fear towards the monster that could survive the joint attack of so many gods unscathed.

In the dead silence, Loki whispered.

"It seems that the commandments of the gods have not yet been restored..."

"Not only that...I can't sense the heavens anymore."

Some god suddenly discovered a blind spot.

When Uranus heard the news, his heart skipped a beat and his expression became more solemn.

Upon hearing the news, no god was in the mood to make a fuss. They all tried hard to sense the connection with the heaven, but all they got in return was a dead silence.

The connection with the heaven was cut off, which meant that they had no possibility of escaping even through repatriation. Once they were killed, they would be directly imprisoned and wait for tens of thousands of years before being reborn.

The panic caused by the uncontrollable situation made the Tower of Babel fall into silence. Some gods did not even bother to ask Uranus and launched the attack on their own.

however--

"Why is it still ineffective? This attack can easily wipe out an entire country!"

"It's blocked. No matter whether it's energy or physics, it can't pass through that force field. We can't even touch the monster's body!"

"That blood-red matrix is ​​repelling our attacks! Where does this absolute defense come from?"

"I still can't sense the heavens. Can this crystal wall even resist the connection between the worlds?"

The flames continued to grow brighter and brighter in the blood-red sky, a scene caused by the gods' continuous attacks.

There were sounds of explosions, blinding lights, and an atmosphere that was being ravaged again and again. Time passed by minute by minute. Some gods even became anxious and planned to fly into the sky to fight the monster themselves, but were stopped by Uranus.

The monster in the sky still did nothing. It just quietly unfolded the matrix, waiting for the gods' attack frequency to gradually decrease before casting a questioning look.

How does it feel to see the power that the gods are so proud of being useless in front of the enemy?

"If we attack together, the frequency of the flashing of the blood-red matrix will obviously increase a lot. If we all work together, we should be able to..."

Uranus, who had been observing silently, used a hesitant tone to comfort his companions around him, but he had not finished speaking because the feeling of powerlessness that arose from the bottom of his heart when he had this thought cut off the rest of his words.

When will the gods need to work together to deal with crises like the adventurers in the underworld?

It is obvious that Orario is the lid of the dungeon, and the heaven is the lid of the underworld. Everything under the lid should be the game of the gods. But now, they are also trapped in the underworld and cannot get out. The gods finally realized the fear of being dominated by more advanced life forms and the shame of being imprisoned in a birdcage.

As if it understood that the gods had no intention of continuing to test it, the monster in the air slowly descended and disappeared into the depths of the dungeon.

And with his departure, the crimson sky suddenly returned to its original state, and the connection between the commandments and the heavens reappeared.

Faced with the gods' rude provocation, He never launched any counterattack from beginning to end. Instead, He quietly collected those purple crystals and then disappeared on his own.

From the beginning, all the gods did was just a solo dance.

They came in style and left with momentum. To those who were not in the know, the gods seemed to be winners who had won a complete victory.

But as the Giant of Light moved away, the faces of the gods began to stiffen.

Fear, terror and loss slammed into the hearts of the gods. This situation of letting you attack but remaining motionless and ignoring you is far more humiliating than the other party launching a counterattack. This humiliation is enough to crush the pride and honor of the gods.

Even though they knew that the other party was not completely invincible, and even though they were clear that they still had the power to resist if they united, when the previous attempts could not even break through the other party's defense, this invisible indifference only declared one fact.

——He doesn’t care.

Just like gods can put aside their airs and laugh and joke with ordinary vendors, this attitude will knock the high and mighty gods down from the clouds for the first time, leaving no one left to compete with them on the throne of the sky.

The silence in the Tower of Babel lasted for a long time, until Hestia, who was held tightly in Hephaestus' arms, finally couldn't bear it anymore and bit her friend of many years, breaking the dead silence.

"What are you doing, Hephaestus!"

Hestia's chest was shaking with anger. "When I just had the power, you didn't let me use it to go into the dungeon to save Roland, but now that the discipline has been restored, why are you still tying me up!"

"The connection between that monster and the dungeon is still unclear. What if you go in without permission and cause the dungeon to have a stronger stress response? In that case, those children might never come back."

Hephaestus calmly touched Hestia's head to calm her down.

"Don't worry. Since he's indifferent to gods, he's even less likely to care about the adventurers in the expedition. Judging from his actions just now, which seemed to be absorbing the virus, it seems that we will be able to welcome the hero's triumphant return soon."

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"You really make me worry. We just went through such a dangerous disaster. Can't you stay with me for a while longer?"

Hestia sat in the headquarters of the brand new mansion and complained to Roland in dissatisfaction.

"The day before yesterday I had to help with the guild's publicity, the day before yesterday I accompanied Loki's family to a gathering, and yesterday I even spent the whole day alone with that Warren, and yet it's only my turn today, and after that I have to go on an adventure again. Where did you come from as a workaholic?"

Jealous Hestia counted on her fingers one by one and criticized Roland.

After the disaster, the expedition team returned to Orario with a miraculous casualty ratio of no one injured, and was greatly welcomed as the heroes who saved the world.

Roland, the absolute core, gained fame once again. Even outside of Orario, a new legend was passed on by word of mouth following the Argonauts.

Although the gods were eager to know what happened in the dungeon, because the expedition team suddenly fell from the 59th floor to the 60th floor, there was no useful information except for the white giant and the girl who was suspected to be the mastermind and seemed like a god in the space made of purple crystals.

On the contrary, there was a lot of information to be dug out from the fallen fairy. Thanks to this, the questioning of the gods fell on Uranus, who seemed to know the inside story. Except for the initial busyness, Roland also had a lot of peace and quiet.

However, the disaster caused by the Lost Monster Festival cannot be eliminated. Roland previously transformed into a giant of light and recovered all the Apocalypse viruses in the world. Of course, this was not out of kindness or for the purpose of saving the world, but to allow the separated Sakuraman Mana and Lilith to become truly complete.

But the dead could not be saved. They had originally lived in a twisted life form of eternal utopia, but now they had been transformed into the river of souls and swallowed up by Roland.

It can be said that he is not only the savior who prevented the world disaster, but also a perfect example of how human evil should be committed when possessing the power to kill.

The number of deaths is impossible to count, but from the empty appearance of Orario, the center of the world, it can be seen how depressed the underworld is today.

Following the three long-standing commissions, the commission for the white giant was born. The guild was certainly not stupid enough to include the giant of light in the commission. In fact, they did not hold much hope for the commission of the white giant. They just wanted to use it to collect some clues.