Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"Moreover, as a race protected by gods, there are too few traces of gods here, not even a single statue. Could it be that humans are actually claiming the name of gods in vain... Wow!"

After using a sharp hand knife to stop Jibril from letting her thoughts wander, Roland also curled up the corners of his mouth and looked at Rick who was smiling bitterly.

"About this matter, it's a long story. Although the God of Victory is honored as a god and has given us humans the honor of bearing his honorable name, in fact, the connection between us is not close. He chose Our only reason is that humans are the only people who meet his conditions."

Although this is the tiger skin that the entire Kingdom of Elkia relies on for survival, it is nothing compared to the current crisis.

Rick looked slightly serious and said softly.

"What the God of Victory protects is not the human species, but the kingship created by the human species."

"And unlike other gods, the God of Victory is quite casual and will not be bound by this responsibility. Before touching the bottom line of the destruction of the king's power, even if the human species encounters a disaster, it will not receive any protection."

"That's really casual."

Roland recalled the record of the first time the God of Victory showed his power.

After the human race established a kingdom and lived together, such news was like a big meal delivered to other races.

The unknown race dispatched its own army, preparing to wipe out all humans. In such a disaster that they could not resist, the retreating humans all hid in the palace.

Just when they were completely trapped and about to be wiped out in one fell swoop, the belatedly arriving God of Victory completely destroyed that army, demonstrated his honor and power, and began to spread his domain to Elchi. Sub-Kingdom as sphere of influence.

Most races believe that this is a premeditated plan by the god race to use humans as bait to gain fame.

But now based on what Rick said, the other party may really not care about the survival of human beings, and will only take action when it is necessary to take action.

After that, before other races could adjust their plans and attitudes towards the human race, the budding God of Victory enjoyed everything in this world as he pleased.

He used various strange incarnations and looked for people to compete with him everywhere. Whether it was fighting, hunting, or games, he didn't care. The objects of the competition were also all kinds of strange, ranging from civilians of various races to the only remaining gods. Pass.

In the process, he also experienced several incarnations and scattered experiences. Those ferocious beasts wreaked havoc and brought terrible disasters to all races indiscriminately.

However, in this world where the strong is the truth, the more the incarnation of the God of Victory causes trouble everywhere and becomes more vicious, the less other races dare to provoke it. Instead, they will take the initiative to show kindness to the human species after encountering unreasonable disasters.

The human species who knew the truth did not dare to speak out, but knowing their own strength, they only dared to live in the past in this gap where the God of Victory was born, and did not dare to cause any unnecessary noise.

"I see, it's really an excellent strategy."

Jibril blinked and looked solemn.

"The divine species is a concept that is activated through wishes and beliefs. Although human beliefs have no restrictions on it, due to its own concept, it will always be more or less close to its own concept."

Although they are activated by faith, the gods are different from the existences bound by faith in other worlds. They are independent individuals.

But having said that, if you want to participate in the war, you will definitely be unable to rely on your own strength.

Generally speaking, the race of gods and the race they created are interdependent, but they are often in a strong position.

Even Kainas, the spiritual species that Xin Ke complained about as the god of air, is also expanding his concept, making the forest realm a sanctuary that nurtures the growth and survival of the forest elves.

Under this kind of inertial thinking, even Jibril ignored that the God of Victory was not an existence born from the divine marrow, and humans were not a race created by him.

"I actually ignored such an obvious contradiction. I will question the common sense of the strong, but I never care about the actions of the weak. I underestimate you, humans. This strategy alone will make you become the third Qualifications for sixteen races.”

Jibril's tone also took on a hint of awe.

She has the arrogance of the strong, but she is not trapped by it. She can use her weakness to turn it into an advantage that can blind the strong. This is enough to increase the value of human species in her eyes several times.

"The weakest race? This title is more of a burden than a benefit to us."

After receiving praise from the Flügel, Rick remained very calm. The human species simply had no ability to bear honor. This kind of praise was more like a dangerous signal to him.

He did not take Jibril's words and turned to look at Roland.

"As we can see now, Lord Roland, providing the information about the God of Victory and this history is the only valuable thing for the human species."

"Although this kind of information is secret, it is definitely not precious. We are just using the principle of darkness under the lamp. Even if we don't come to the Kingdom of Elkia, I believe that even if you don't take action, this person around you will A Flügel lady can read this information from my head."

"I really can't understand why the Kingdom of Elkia needs you to condescend to come."

"Of course. In fact, I only have a very simple reason for coming here."

Roland raised his eyebrows, but did not expose Rick's little thoughts. He said with a smile.

"——I want to become the God Killer."

Chapter 301 His name is Velesh Rana

God-killer.

After hearing this simple word, although Rick still wanted to pretend that nothing happened, Jibril, whose eyes were shining brightly, did not have as many worries as he did.

A blush of excitement suddenly appeared on her fair face, she clasped her hands on her chest and asked expectantly.

"No wonder you came to the range of the human species. Did you want to kill the God of Victory?"

Jibril asked with some confusion: "However, if you just want to use the gods as prey, the gods of the forest elves and goblins are more convenient choices. No matter how the God of Victory is, Artex The powerful man who walked out from between the thrones, the two gods should be more suitable as prey than him, right?"

Even though Flügels are famous for their arrogance, there are still a few people like Jibril who openly regard the jinn as lambs to be slaughtered.

Cloni covered her cheeks that turned red due to nervousness and uneasiness, not even daring to breathe. This kind of thing was still too advanced for her.

But although she didn't say anything, she was still complaining in her heart.

They are actually talking about hunting gods and other things...

If these two beings weren't powerful enough to be fearless, they would just be simple fools.

Moreover, the human species is still within the sphere of influence of the God of Victory. If he speaks freely in front of her and Rick, judging from the current situation, whether he talks or not, he will be silenced...

"If it is only for the purpose of divine essence, your words are not wrong."

Roland glanced at Jibril and shook his head slightly, "But if I want to become a God Killer, I have to find that guy."

"God-killer? Is this also an unknown concept from another world?"

Jibril also gradually realized that this word was not just a noun, but referred to a specific identity.

A burning look appeared on her face, her body twisted and rubbed against Roland's arm, and the saliva from the corner of her mouth started to flow down again.

"In other words, when the God of Victory was defeated, the loot was not just the divine marrow... He was originally tied with the Dragon King because of his alien status and the rarity of multiple divine marrows."

"Now it seems that he is the rarest trophy. Hehehe, I really want to collect it... Without further ado, Lord Roland, let's set out now to find traces of the God of Victory!"

Perhaps because she noticed Roland's speechless gaze, Jibril quickly put away the infatuation on her face and said seriously.

"Is it just because your body is hollowed out now? Before you want to witness it, at least you have the capital to survive the aftermath."

Roland knocked Jibril on the head expressionlessly, "Moreover, if the God of Victory could be found so easily, other races wouldn't be complaining about disasters coming from the sky. Although I don't expect a fool like you. will change,"

"It's really too much. I was praising someone's courage before."

Jibril pursed her lips. Although her tone was resentful, she did not hide the rich smile in her eyes.

Perhaps because of her nature, she felt no discomfort with this way of getting along, and she even felt a little strangely happy.

"But if this is the case, we are not doing useless work. Are you planning to follow the example of the invaders in the past and use the destruction of the human species to bring back the God of Victory?"

Such cruel words made Croni's head sink slightly and her face turned extremely pale, but she knew that she was weak and did not open her mouth to plead without permission.

Although she has more power than Rick in many matters, in this apocalyptic world where things can be overturned at any time, compared to other races, humans have no time to fight for power, and the family relationship between her and Rick will not Be shaken by this kind of thing.

At every critical moment, she would trust her brother wholeheartedly.

"Although this is a way, don't you completely understand it? The reason why I am so close to the human race is not only nostalgia, but also because doing it this way is more efficient than waiting for him to come after the massacre. Much more, it seems that natural strength can sometimes be a burden."

A smile appeared on Roland's lips, and he looked away from Jibril who was playing tricks.

"At this point, how about learning from the anthropology in front of you? At this critical moment of life and death, you still keep the strategy of weakness in your heart and hide the trump card of reversal. Such willpower and decisiveness , as a human being, it is admirable.”

Rick, who was silent, stiffened.

For the first time, his cold face showed uncertainty and fear.

Rick raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at Roland in front of him, as if he had never really exposed himself until this moment.

"How did you know? Only I should know this secret."

When all the trump cards have been exposed, there is no point in pretending to be stupid, Rick asked calmly.

"In this world, that's how it is."

Roland gave Rick a somewhat thoughtful look and stopped teasing him.

"Don't worry, what I want to do is a good thing no matter how you look at it. Compared to the God of Victory who is like a hands-off shopkeeper, although I will be more arbitrary, the human situation will definitely change dramatically compared to before. , there is no doubt about this.”

Without enough time to think carefully about the meaning of Roland's words, Rick's brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes were completely filled with doubts and dim light.

Rick's fragile look made Cloni forget about her current embarrassing situation, and she opened her mouth in surprise.

She had never seen her brother look like this.

People in the kingdom say that Rick has a heart of steel.

Many years ago, when their hometown was destroyed, humans who had lost their place arrived in this cave in a hurry.

In front of the people who had everything taken away just a few hours ago, the boy who was not even ten years old ignored the lamentation and said matter-of-factly after inspecting the cave.

"The location here is convenient enough to serve as a foothold for the kingdom."

Then, he ignored the adults' roars and desperate lamentations, and began to plan the construction of the palace while arranging work for the residents who trusted him.

His eyes were as cold as those of a real undead, but he gave the victims and survivors a reason to live and the meaning of death.

Then, he was rewarded and won the bet with only two thousand lives on his shoulders. The arrival of the God of Victory saved everything and gave mankind a new future.

"As you wish."

Rick took a deep breath and nodded.

"Don't be so pessimistic. It's just losing the God of Victory. 'This might also be a good thing for mankind.' You must have had this thought at least for a moment."

Roland joked.

"That's really disrespectful... Although I also think it's better to do this, if this matter had become true without Mr. Roland, judging from the current situation of mankind, it would probably have suffered a terrible fall. "

This kind of vulgar taste of dissecting another person's heart bit by bit, but the other person can't refute it made Jibril smile narrowly, obviously taking pleasure in others' misfortune.

"..."

Such heart-piercing words made Rick's mouth twitch again, which was regarded as his tacit agreement.

Although it is indeed a bit treacherous to be so disrespectful to the God of Victory who brought mankind to this point, morality is the least important in front of Rick, who is responsible for the survival of the race.

There is nothing wrong with the God of Victory, but his kindness is too heavy for humans. To him, it may be just a random act that is not even gravel, but to the human species, it is like a mountain. Towering and heavy.

In short, virtue is not matched.

Everything the human species currently relies on is that the divine species will protect this tiger skin, but they themselves do not have the strength to bear this value.

If it were not the realm of the divine species, even the protective gear that could stop the spirit corpses from migrating on the earth would be a bit difficult. In addition, the number of people began to increase due to the environment without worries, resulting in food being stretched.

The hunting that can be organized by human power is too insignificant.

Moreover, the atmosphere in the settlement is also changing. Although the previous generation can still take responsibility, the newborns who were born in the new settlement and were blinded by the illusion of safety have lost a lot of consciousness and their sensitivity and numbness in the face of disasters. , although it is inconspicuous now, when disaster strikes, it will only kill more people.

The most important thing is that the human race was like a ghost before, not being noticed by anyone, and the advantage of being concerned has completely disappeared. Their position is clearly exposed in front of all races, and the range of migration is transparent in the eyes of other races. of.

When facing Roland, apart from tentatively asking about the other party's purpose, Rick did not ask questions like Xinke or Jibril.

He knew very well that asking random questions was a dangerous thing.

Rick originally planned to use this irresistible obedience as bait, and when there was really nothing to do, use that trump card to create a possibility for others to escape.

But although Roland uses human language and looks like a human, the other party is still a genuine god, and his thoughts are under the control of the other party.

This fact made the previously troubled Rick feel ridiculous about his own antics.

"Nothing can escape your eyes. I understand. I will summon the God of Victory for you."

Hearing this, Croni and Jibril both looked over with surprised eyes.

Humans actually have the means to call upon gods?

"Don't get me wrong...this is just my guess. Even if it is true, it is only a unilateral means. Whether it can get a response depends on the will of the God of Victory."

Rick smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

Humanity's understanding of the God of Victory is even lower than that of other races, but as the first person to talk to the God of Victory, combined with the opponent's glorious record over the years, the grown-up Rick has roughly deduced the opponent's identity. True meaning.

Although it may be just a joke, he did promise that if he wanted to win, he would call his name.

Most people cannot connect that violent posture with protection, but in Rick's view, what best represents the nature of the God of Victory is the changeable posture.

With that kind of dedication to victory shown by that god, Rick didn't think that the other party would lie about this kind of thing.