Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

After her disciple, whom she had placed great hopes on, became a dead person unable to resist the will of the planet, her last hope was shattered. She could only continue to wait for the long years to pass, either to perish together with the outside world, or for a turning point to come.

And now, she finally waited.

That miracle beyond the world came, as if the all-knowing primordial vortex really responded to her prayers.

The gravity and strength possessed by Roland in front of her were enough to prove that he was similar to herself and had also crossed the abyss. From the fact that he had reached this point without encountering any obstacles and was staying safely on this planet, it could be seen that he had already walked a farther distance than she had.

Only such a strong man could become her target of battle, and only then could she fight him with all her strength, giving her the defeat or even death she seeks.

The lonely queen smiled excitedly and eagerly.

"what do you mean……"

Looking at Scathach who suddenly burst into great enthusiasm, Roland asked tentatively.

"Just as you thought, if you can fulfill my wish, then I will belong to you. I won't ask for any so-called status like that little girl. No matter how you treat me, I will gladly accept it."

Looking at Roland's expression, Scathach smiled, diluting the sharp feeling from before.

"Between us, there is only a relationship of dominance and dominance. You can trample on me and vent your anger at will with words and actions until you are satisfied."

As if to prove her sincerity, Scathach pulled off her veil and took the initiative to reveal her beautiful face to Roland.

Wrapped in purple clothes, she exudes full femininity, with an enchanting and charming figure. Her dark purple hair is draped over her shoulders like silk, with a few strands of hair playfully sticking to her temples, giving her a bit of girlish innocence.

The lazy and ambiguous expression on the delicate face makes people can't help but want to conquer her, and the slender and powerful thighs are full of gentle and lingering temptation.

Although he knew that the other party was an ancient being who had lived for thousands of years, Roland was still moved by her gentle and charming beauty.

"But the problem is, my original purpose this time was not really to come here for Scathach herself..."

Roland secretly complained.

"During yesterday's battle, I have already sensed your frank desire, and from Saber's dormant state, I can tell that her Master was released by you, but my Master was not. This straightforward invitation makes me very happy, so I have decided to respond to you honestly."

Scathach smiled at Roland and lifted her hair from her temples, as if she couldn't wait for the outcome of the battle.

"How is it? Even compared to that princess-like imperial daughter, I don't think I am inferior in the slightest. I think I should be able to satisfy you."

This self-talking attitude made Roland, who wanted to deny it, nod slowly.

Although compared to the initial idea, the current situation is a bit of a blessing in disguise, but there is nothing to be ashamed of. Roland's moral integrity and sense of shame are now shockingly low.

"Since you have admitted this, I guess you are ready to agree to my request?"

"Well, when I think about it, it doesn't seem to be much different from my original purpose... Besides, I also want to move my body a little."

"Then, Roland, don't let me down."

Scathach smiled slightly, gradually stood up straight, and a soft yet sharp voice came out of her cherry lips.

It only took her a few words, and her movements didn't even change, but her gentle temperament instantly transformed into that of a heroic warrior.

"No matter how you look at it, I should be the one saying this..."

Roland also shrugged and moved his fingers a little, but before he could finish his sentence, two scarlet magic spears traced mysterious trajectories in the air, moving toward him like thunder and lightning. He attacks.

The opening scene was a merciless release of the True Name. Compared to the previous two times which were both long-distance throwing methods, close combat was the real unavoidable secret of this god-killing skill.

Although the red light was not as brilliant as Karna's sun flame, it merged into the heaven and earth with a deeper light.

But Roland only took a moment to see the trajectory of the magic spears that were pointing at his heart like a venomous snake. He easily grabbed the first spear, and then kicked Scathach in the abdomen without any mercy before the second spear touched his kidney.

"boom--!"

In the blink of an eye, the place where Scathach had just been stood was covered with cracks as dense as a spider web. The asphalt ground was as fragile as a thin layer of ice, and it did not have the ability to hinder her retreating figure at all. Under the overflowing power, it let out a violent wail, raising a cloud of dust.

"After all, you are weak."

After Scathach smashed through several walls and flew out, having to rely on inserting her magic spear into the ground to plow a deep groove before she could stop being knocked away, Roland slowly finished his words.

"Relying only on the spiritual power of the Servant is too weak. For me, it is not even a dessert to relieve fatigue after a meal."

Looking at Scathach among the ruins, Roland chuckled.

"This has nothing to do with the difference in skills and willpower. My reaction speed is qualitatively different from yours now. No matter how many times you attack, the result will be the same."

Scathach is undoubtedly a top-level Servant. Her Noble Phantasm does not have the large-scale destructive power of Karna and Gilgamesh, but in a one-on-one situation, Roland would think that she has a higher chance of winning.

The skill that has been honed through thousands of times has already brought out the effect of this spiritual foundation far beyond its upper limit, but that's all.

Just as Aika Sajo said, when Roland summoned Solomon, he had already won the Holy Grail War. It was not because Solomon had the strength to crush other Heroic Spirits, but because with the opponent's strength, there was no unexpected factor in this Holy Grail War that could destroy him, and even Roland could not react to it.

That's right, compared to defeating Roland, the best solution now is to eliminate his servants in advance, and then kill the other servants before he regains the status of Master, and end this Holy Grail War in advance.

That's why Roland felt puzzled.

Although he did hold back, Scathach was not as tough or immortal as Garna. The previous blow had already shattered her soul core. In terms of a servant, she was almost out of the game.

This queen has played too many low-end games and has been led astray by people of the same level?

"You're right." Although Scathach had daunting injuries on her body and blood was constantly flowing from the corners of her mouth, she did not feel lost at all, and even seemed full of fighting spirit.

"Because my long-cherished wish is right before my eyes, as a warrior, I am indeed a little blinded by excitement. If I hadn't used runes to maintain my immortality, your attack would not only shatter my soul core, but also shatter my body into pieces."

She laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly, raised her radiant face, and stared at Roland with a stern expression, her eyes flashing with an inexplicable fanaticism.

"However, while you and the princess were enjoying themselves, I was left out and did not make any preparations. So, as an apology, let's officially start the second round!"

"Respond to my call and open the gate to the Kingdom of Shadows!"

Following Scathach's declaration, the sky was suddenly torn apart.

A huge crack appeared above Roland's head, like an inverted abyss. The surface of the world began to shake uncontrollably, and it was being eroded bit by bit by the power of the demonic world.

"——The gate to the devil's land filled with death!"

Then, as Roland looked thoughtfully, the devil's land of death, the Kingdom of Shadows, descended with a bang, as if it had merged with the sky and the ground, crushing everything!

Chapter 258 Scathach Bet Everything

Any warrior would be proud of the sight before them.

The door that opened before him was even more otherworldly than the other side where the fantasy species lived on the other side of the returning world. It was a grace independent of the planet. Being able to witness its arrival was the best compliment to the enemy.

The abyss that opened up in the sky was like a black hole, emitting a huge attraction.

In an instant, everything around Roland began to collapse, as if a giant dragon was rolling and a chariot was raging. The steel wreckage, asphalt fragments and flying dust that fell in the previous battle all soared into the sky under this suction and poured into the abyss.

Even the atmosphere itself turned into a pale white film in the face of this attraction, and the light was distorted. The world seemed to be stretched to the limit, like a slide that was stuck halfway and could not enter the next frame.

Faced with this scene, Roland did not continue to attack without understanding the situation. Instead, he stared into the abyss, standing on the broken ground like a towering mountain.

Scathach did not show any emotion when she saw this scene. Like a sculpture of ice and snow, she flew into the air along with the suction and looked at everything around her coldly.

This treasure is the embodiment of her power and is also her real ultimate move as a Servant. During the period when the gate is open, if one does not have enough magic power to resist the attraction and is not lucky enough, he will be sucked into the Kingdom of Shadows that she controls.

That magical land where no living person can set foot without her permission, the moment one enters, one will be killed by the environment itself.

Even if they manage to resist by chance, the rapid decline of magic power cannot be replenished in a short time. By that time, the enemy will be in the weakest state.

"You saw through the fact that I can't easily descend, but you still indulged me as a Servant and continued to act without any scruples. Whether this emotion is absolute arrogance or pity for the weak, I will admit it."

Scathach's lips moved slightly, and even though there were whistling whirlpools everywhere around her, her voice still reached Roland's ears.

"Of all the people I have met so far, heroes or gods, you are the strongest."

This was a compliment that even the gods would be honored to receive, but Roland just smiled in response.

At this point, even if he was praised by such a strong man, it was difficult for him to feel truly happy.

Roland would only take the enemy's evaluation to heart if he could at least survive his full-strength attack.

Scathach also knew what Roland was thinking, but she was not angry because the long-lost heavy feeling in her heart had distracted her from the task.

His heart began to beat again due to nervousness, as if he had returned to the moment when he accomplished the feat of killing gods as a mortal.

Want to find someone who can kill me.

It was just a manifestation of her desire and an excuse to settle for the next best thing.

Because in these nearly a thousand years, she is still getting stronger and stronger, but this does not make Scathach happy, but a little sad. The life she longs for is to make progress in the fight with the strong and climb to higher peaks, but since she crossed the abyss, all she has seen is loneliness.

Without enemies or companions, what else can she expect except the wish to calmly welcome death after a thrilling battle and not have to face the despair of decay afterwards?

And now, facing the enemy who has revealed more power due to the arrival of the gate to the Kingdom of Shadows, Scathach did not have any high morale or the feeling of blood boiling caused by encountering a strong enemy.

Or rather, it existed originally.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unable to control himself and released his treasure towards Roland.

But at the moment when the outcome was decided, Roland's eyes completely shattered Scathach's composure.

The Queen of the Shadow Kingdom truly realized what kind of enemy she was facing.

That was not a like-minded warrior who could help her understand more techniques, nor was it a powerful and durable god who could satisfy her desire to fight. Her past experience was completely useless.

Faced with this absolute gap, she could only feel the pressure brought by the difference in status.

Different from the manifestation of the concept of the will of the world and human history, it is the personification of destiny itself.

This heavy pressure and the sense of danger that a wrong decision could lead to a change in the outcome made Scathach rediscover her original intention.

"Please allow me to express my apologies again, Roland. It is unpleasant in itself to have such an exciting competition while being restrained, but you will definitely not be disappointed."

As Scathach spoke, the cracked abyss suddenly stopped its attraction, but it did not disappear. Instead, it exhaled an overflowing breath of death.

Although there was no wind or waves, the remaining buildings collapsed in the face of the death energy that was rushing like a river, and even the land itself was completely killed.

At the same time, in the distance, the light of runes began to light up.

The scenery around Roland also changed suddenly. It was no longer the ruins of a broken city, but an endless wilderness and dry gray-white rocks. Apart from the dark clouds, there was no other scenery to be seen. It was a magical land without a single bright color.

"Inherent barrier... No, is this the real world created using the original runes? Did you use it to replace part of the world?"

Roland whispered, and laughed a little.

"You haven't even formed the concept of a Noble Phantasm, but you can do this. You're more like a caster than a lancer, right?"

Although her approach seems very similar to the inherent barrier, it is actually fundamentally different. The inherent barrier uses one's own mental landscape to erode the world and pull the enemy in. Once it is broken, there will be no changes outside.

But Scathach's actions replaced the world itself with the current scenery. If those original runes were not destroyed, this would be the real world. As for the original Shinjuku, it has completely disappeared from this world.

"Does it make any difference? Anyway, this spiritual foundation itself can be modified."

Scathach said with a smile.

"That's right... So, this is the Kingdom of Shadows?"

Roland's tone also contained a hint of eagerness to try and curiosity about unknown things.

"That's true, but at the moment, it's still just the former Kingdom of Shadows. It's just a piece of material. It's still on the surface of the world, but that's only for now."

Scathach carefully considered her words and took a step back, allowing the death energy surging like the sea to drown her and gradually spread to the entire old Shadow Kingdom.

"The original purpose of this treasure is to suck my favorite enemy into the Kingdom of Shadows and kill him with my true power. But your mass is too huge, even I can't do it, and it's too troublesome to enter this world, so I can only use this trick."

Scathach looked at Roland. The injuries on his body disappeared without a trace, and even his clothes were intact, as if he had become a different person.

The emotions contained in those beautiful red eyes were also very different from before, full of conceited arrogance and vicissitudes of life and sharp murderous intent.

"Sacrificing the entire Shinjuku as a foundation, rewriting the old Shadow Kingdom into the real Shadow Kingdom, so that both sides can exert their strength without scruples, and there will be no restraint or interference from other factors that affect such a fight. This is the best solution I can think of."

"The real Scathach..."

Roland narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the divine power that was fully unleashed due to the liberation of the alien laws. His red eyes were so deep that they seemed to be dripping with blood, and the long-lost sense of excitement began to flow through his body again.

This was the first time he faced an existence beyond the standards of the Type-Moon world. The woman in front of him was neither the embodiment of the concept of restraint, nor a pure cheating player like Ryougi Shiki or Sajo Aika. Instead, she was a warrior who relied on her own strength to officially graduate from the world and was full of glory.

How long has it been since he had a good fight since he truly transformed back into his current body?

"However, after all, the basic materials are just a small area and your original runes. Even if it can withstand such a foreign replacement, I'm afraid it won't last long. Don't let you disappear with this place before I have enough fun. If that happens, even a kind-hearted person like me will be annoyed."

"Don't worry, a battle with good conditions will make this fight more enjoyable."

Scathach spoke in a comforting tone, but the resounding fighting spirit in that jade-like voice had already caused the chilling deathly aura around them to begin to retreat.

"According to the strength of the runes outside and the size of the area, starting from the complete arrival of the Shadow Kingdom, it will last about 251 seconds in real time."

"I have been looking forward to this battle for thousands of years. No matter what obstacles there are, I will overcome them."

When this magical realm had been completely rewritten by the Kingdom of Death outside the world, Scathach slowly descended from the sky, slightly padding the ground with her toes, and raised the magic spear in her hand again.

"So, in order to get a definite result, I'm going to bet everything I have in these 251 seconds!"

At the moment when the majestic aura of the Kingdom of Shadows completely descended, the dazzling scarlet rain became the curtain behind Scathach. Hundreds of magic spears suddenly appeared behind her and burst out together with Scathach who turned into a stream of light!