Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"In other words, Yuyi, do you think you have found a way to defeat me?"

"Of course," Jibril smiled confidently without fear: "Dragon elves are powerful beyond the limits of common sense, but after seeing through this trick, you who don't know the limits can't escape the fate of self-destruction. "

The essence of the dragon essence is reflected time and space, and the body is just a container for the convergence of time and space to stay.

But because of this, if the scales are penetrated, as long as a little power is injected into the container, it will be infinitely amplified, eventually causing its own destruction.

"Although I can't do it, with Roland's power, without the cover of deception, I will definitely win."

After saying this, Jibril suddenly felt a comfortable touch on her head.

Roland, who was very interested just now, rubbed Jibril's head, which was a little funny.

"Although I appreciate your confidence in me and the outcome of victory is indeed destined, the process of the crusade is completely wrong."

"Eh?"

Jibril was stunned and looked at Roland with some confusion.

"You are not wrong about the secret of the dragon elves. Even if you face other dragon elves, including the only remaining dragon king, this idea is not useless, but it will not work against Hatirem."

"When you're fighting, you study as a weakling, but once you win, you tend to get carried away. Looking down on others is also your weakness."

Roland explained in a gentle voice: "The essence of this method is to destroy itself after being run away by uncontrollable power. But if Hatirem is really just a person like other dragon spirits, shouldn't it have died at the hands of Artosh long ago?"

Artosh has defeated the Final Dragon. This is an iron-clad fact. And combined with the nature of the dragon essence, Artosh's defeat cannot be stopped after just breaking Hatirem's scales. He must confirm that he can break the scales of Hatirem. Only when the body is used as a container and the wounds are truly left behind can one be satisfied.

And if the power of the God of War echoes in the container, even the body of the final dragon will never be able to escape the fate of destruction.

"But since it hasn't perished, doesn't it mean..."

The look of confusion on Jibril's face was replaced by surprise, and she hesitated to speak.

Roland leisurely added what the young girl had not finished saying.

"The time it can be restrained is far longer than that of ordinary dragon spirits. In fact, this matter is proactive for Hatirem, because it has a high probability of being able to include the moment of its birth and even the moment of death. It’s within my control.”

"A keen eye."

Hatirem admitted this with a cheerful voice.

This means that even if it suffers an attack that will really hurt itself, it will not self-destruct like other dragon spirits. Even if it encounters a situation like a siege by a spirit species, when the enemy exhausts its strength to break through all his defenses. , and have to face his real second blood bar. If it is not destroyed before then, all previous efforts will be in vain.

This is the reason why Hatirem can be called the strongest. He does not need to use slave dragons to make up for the weakness of the dragon elf being afraid of siege like other dragon kings.

Except for the true strongest, it is invincible.

The cruel facts made Jibril feel indignant and frightened, but before these two emotions spread, they turned into indescribable feelings in Roland's words.

"It's not your fault, little Jeep. Your idea is correct. It's just that you are limited by conditions and vision and can't find the elements that can work around it. Given the same conditions for us, I won't doubt that you will Winning is something to be proud of.”

Obviously he is the one who really wants to face the final dragon, but he still has the mood to comfort himself. In terms of arrogance, Lord Roland is no less arrogant than me, right?

Jibril chewed these words over and over, but did not speak them out to refute Roland. Instead, she savored the wonderful feeling in her heart. The excitement in her eyes became more and more strange. In the end, she just folded her wings obediently. , landed behind Roland.

Unpredictable changes…

Looking at Jibril, who was gradually running wild after breaking away from the Flügel setting, and even starting to get rid of the shackles of fate, Hatirem smiled happily, and then looked at Roland, who was also looking over.

"Looking for the unknown of the lost soul, welcome, I have been waiting for you here for fifteen thousand years."

"The ability to see the future is really a rip-off," Roland sighed and shrugged, "So, this is also the reason why you were let go by Artex?"

"That's right," Hatirem breathed heavily, "All dragon elves can see the future to a certain extent. Generally speaking, the more relevant the future is to them, the clearer it is, so we are not sure about this. There’s not much desire for a big battle.”

As the dragon in charge of time and eternal life, dragon spirits can basically predict when their own death will come.

Time cannot escape the shackles of the web of fate. Because of its own nature, Hatirem knows this better than others of its kind.

The reason why it chose to participate in the war was not because it wanted to resist or adapt, but simply because it wanted to witness.

As the strongest dragon, it, like Artosh, wants to understand what it means to be the strongest.

Therefore, after knowing that he would be defeated by Artosh, Hatirem took the initiative to step into the whirlpool of fate, and was happy to get what he wanted.

"When I noticed that my destined death fate would fluctuate fifteen thousand years later, I begged Artex to spare my life."

Hatirem said calmly: "In the logic of continuous time, people who transcend time and space can actually appear. For our existence, this turn of events is like a miracle sent by God. We must try it."

"Out of compassion for the weak and curiosity about the other world, Artosh also leniently agreed to my request."

"So, what is your purpose?"

Roland raised his own question.

"It depends on you." Haretim said warmly, "After changing my own destiny, this is the end of my destiny. Only you, who are unpredictable, can lead my destiny to the same unpredictable direction. The ending, this one-time experience, is really curious.”

Hatirem didn't lie. He could even accept death calmly. He didn't even resist when faced with his fate, which allowed Artesiu to control his strength. The aftermath only destroyed the mountain that was originally located here. Otherwise, the two The noise of fighting between people is not so small.

"Really? But my answer is still not going to change. You are a strong person who will hinder me, and you are also a chess piece that I must get on the way forward."

Roland said without hesitation, "So, I'm going to kill you."

"Hahaha——!" After a brief moment of astonishment, Hatirem laughed, raised his head and raised his wings. "I'm rude. How can a warrior who tries to control time and surpass the universe stop moving forward?"

"Since we are on the battlefield, fighting is the only truth."

Time and space began to distort, and Hatirem's huge body rose rapidly. Like the Flügel, it was difficult to push such a huge weight, even its pair of wings that seemed to cover the world.

By fixing one's own coordinates and repelling time and space to move, this is the usual method of dragon spirits.

When a strong man like Hatirem moves, the surrounding space and time are spontaneously torn apart and distorted.

"However, be careful! Strong man! What you are facing is no longer the Hatirem who was destined by fate in the past! Compared with the original me, the fifteen thousand years I have spent waiting for you are too long. It has indeed become my strength!”

The world roared wildly, the ocean beneath their feet was boiling, the sky was falling apart in flames, and even the void could not withstand such power, and cracks burst out.

Hatirem roared.

"Just see with your own eyes the posture of the most powerful dragon after evolution!"

Such a familiar scene reminded Roland subconsciously of Enkidu, who was once known as the Lock of the Sky. The scene at this moment was the same as the opponent's posture when he released the Noble Phantasm.

Then, in Roland's excited eyes, Hatirem spoke out the prelude to the war in obscure language.

Incalculable and unfathomable, the majestic etheric magic power came out of his body.

"Crush it—!"

Just a simple word caused an invisible storm to rise from the earth, awakening the breath of the planet.

The next moment, everything in the world spontaneously rushed towards Roland, swallowing him up in a light that could shake the times, and disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 307 Stopped by invalid time

Different from his own image, which is completely consistent with the traditional Western evil dragon, what spits out from Hatirem's mouth is not energy light waves like the bursting wind bomb of destruction, but the unique magic of the dragon family.

Dragon Essence Language.

It is the remnant of the power that created the world. It is the most primitive language of the planet. It has countless nicknames such as "Universal Language" and "Creation Language". It is the language of royal power that can command all things in the world to surrender unconditionally during the war.

There is no need to compile spells and call elves. Dragon Essence Language itself is magic. Simply put, it is the power of "word spirit".

All you need to do is open your mouth, and everything in the world will surrender unconditionally, no matter whether it explodes or dies, because this is not a request, but an order.

As long as the dragon elf uses this move, the battle can often be solved, so it is usually regarded as the sure kill of the dragon elf. However, Jibril, who has personally experienced fighting with the dragon elf, knows that this can only be regarded as a success at best. Just a normal trick.

Although the priority was very high and it was impossible to break through without stronger power, Jibril had the experience of surviving after being hit more than once.

But when Hatirem said it, all her inherent impressions were overturned.

A huge roar echoed through the strait, almost making people think it was a collision of planets.

With its unreasonable and merciless reasoning, it caused all materials within Hatirem's sight to explode and emit dazzling white light.

In the blink of an eye, the divine power that created the world moved like lightning, wreaking havoc and spreading pure destruction. Whether it was the land or the strait, the landscape that had finally survived the last battle between the God of War and the Dragon King had completely turned into the dust of history. .

The aftermath of just one sentence showed such power. If it were some weak races, they might not even be able to resist and would be wiped out.

In this magic that was so fast that people could ignore time, Jibril stuck time in an instant that lasted less than a few milliseconds, and forcibly performed a time and space transfer that the Flügel could not learn.

Although the consumption of normal use is simply unbearable, it is still quite easy in the twisted time and space around the dragon spirit species.

After crossing time many times in a row, Jibril finally escaped to a safer area, but neither she nor Hatirem took their eyes away from the center of the white light.

They all knew very well that words that made heaven and earth surrender could not move Roland.

Then, as if to confirm her thoughts, a leisurely voice came out in the void where everything turned to dust and everything disappeared.

"The World!"

Everything stopped at this moment. The explosion process, the counterattacking wind, and the void filled with spiderweb-like cracks suddenly turned into a silent scene.

From the void left by the annihilated white light and the vanished strait, there was no place to stand, but he still wandered in the void, and Roland walked out calmly and unscathed.

He glanced at the distance, where he seemed to feel something. The moment before he was stopped, he cast his gaze over, but still unable to resist this indescribable power, Jibril's figure was frozen in the air.

After turning his gaze indifferently, Roland fixed his gaze on Hatirem who was flying in the void again, and couldn't help but frown.

"Why do you look so sorry?"

"I'm just feeling a little emotional. The power that can stop the entire world is something that even I can't touch."

After realizing that Hatirem's feelings came from the heart, Roland couldn't help but grin.

"It's clear that even the result of being stopped for a moment didn't happen, but do you still care about this kind of thing?"

"After all, you are a rare and good opponent," Hatirem looked at Roland with a strange look, "and this is not surprising at all. I am the dragon of time. If any enemy can pry the gears of time, they can restrict me. , isn’t that just as ridiculous as the King of Time being defeated every day by someone using Time Stop?”

"What I feel is the compatibility between you and your opponent. Using the gear of time to come up with this strange move can be said to be unfavorable in ordinary battles."

"But in this world, the competition between the gods and the monsters they created is too fierce. Even the little wing that accompanies you has probably mastered the ability to stop a certain area of ​​time, let alone Artexu or the one who always The little devils who are shouting victory, stopping their time is totally worth the loss based on your current consumption."

Looking at Roland who was looking at him silently, his eyes still extremely calm, Hatirem couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

It could see that Roland was not a person born to be favored by time like it, but a latecomer who measured the world by his own standards and gained privileges.

When the power that he is most proud of loses its effect, even the gods will feel angry, but why is Roland's expression still so dull.

"You don't seem to feel lost?"

"Lost...why should I feel lost?"

Roland stretched out his hand, feeling the turbulence of time and space around him, and the smile on his lips became more obvious.

"As a material destined to be defeated by me and become a part of me, the more special and powerful you are, doesn't it mean that my future will be more dazzling?"

"Humph,"

Hatirem was asking for trouble, but he didn't care, "In that case, I'll help you!"

While speaking, the Dragon King's tail also swept across fiercely, splitting and shattering the surrounding space.

When time is stopped, the fluctuations caused by people who are not bound by this ability will be reproduced into reality, such as movement, destruction, or killing.

But for Hatirem, the space stopped by time is nothing more than a meaningless obstacle.

It spreads its overwhelming wings, demonstrating its huge presence, fanning up a storm of destruction, and disintegrating the particles that make up all things with absolute power.

The Dragon King, who has consolidated all his timelines, is very clear about the consumption that will result from leveraging the gears of time. The standard is nothing more than quality.

The destruction of matter is nothing more than that, but the wanton destruction of the foundation of space by a strong person like it will definitely bring great consumption to Roland.

Sure enough, after the surrounding space was reduced to fragments and only turbulence remained, Roland also took the initiative to cancel the time stop.

Although just retrieving the word spirit that can control the world again is not an advantage, as long as it interrupts Roland's thoughts, it may be its chance of victory.

"However, why does Roland, who has mastered the time gear, do such useless work? Since we want to win, shouldn't it be the best choice to give up when we realize that time stops being useless?"

Just as Hatirem was thinking, Jibril, who suddenly escaped to the edge and was almost sucked in by the broken void, let out a small scream.

This is not a surprise caused by the sudden crisis in front of me. If I have to say it, it is more like a surprise like winning a lottery.

Hatirem heard the news and walked away, with a humanized look of surprise on his face.

"You guy..."

At the edge of the void, in the dark turbulence, pieces of space like fragments are constantly flowing backwards, and with the rhythm of a white, slender arm waving without any sense of power, the miracle of the broken mirror being mended is presented to the world.

This amazing sight of time flowing backwards over such a large area once again proved that the man's control over time was no less than that of the Time Dragon, and even surpassed it.

In terms of controlling time in the world, Roland can do more than that.

In the eyes of Hatirem, who is the Dragon King, time is the movement of all things in space. Therefore, after converging their own timelines, they can in turn affect reality with their own discontinuities, but it is impossible to involve the entire world. possible.

But Roland did it easily, and he didn't just find a shortcut to stop time, but he seemed to truly control the concept of time.