Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"Lord Roland! Then..."

Xinke's face turned pale as he rarely did, and he looked at the two figures below the porthole.

Even without the use of magic, the elves' inherent perception can clearly reveal their identity. As one of the few elves who has met the Creator, even Xin Ke cannot keep his calm.

"It's really rare. Xinke, who clearly didn't flinch when facing Jibril, can't even maintain the most basic calmness."

Seeing the calm Xinke's unusual appearance, Roland couldn't help laughing and joking.

"No, if it were just the God of Forging, I would still be mentally prepared, but Kainas..."

Xin Ke smiled bitterly, muttered, and withdrew his gaze downwards as if he was electrocuted.

He had just sold his boss and was about to change jobs, and he was about to meet him. Even a genius like Xin Ke would inevitably feel a little guilty.

"Really? However, you are still stuck in a misunderstanding. In the final analysis, if there is only Okan alone, it is essentially no different from enduring a zero-vote protection alone."

Roland raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people below indifferently, his attitude still very leisurely.

"the difference?"

Although Roland didn't say it explicitly, the behavior of Jibril, who was snickering behind Roland and looking at him with mocking eyes, could already explain a lot of things.

Xin Ke spoke softly with a trembling tone.

"Um, could it be that this is the reason why the Zeroth Guardian of the Void is not qualified?"

"That's right, since I want to prove my power," Roland raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was a little high, "What else is more suitable to step on as a stepping stone than the two existing gods?"

Chapter 333: Cooperation means obeying my orders!

A step for trampling.

Faced with such frivolous words, Xinke remained silent.

Her rational instinct made her want to advise, and she couldn't help but worry about Roland, but putting these factors aside, just as Xinke existed, the only thing lingering in the girl's heart was expectation.

The world is a game that is out of her control. Naturally, there will be players who are stronger and better than her, so Xinke wants to end this war and reshape the world she wants by turning over the chessboard.

Although this ideal has gradually disappeared after witnessing Roland's power, as a player, it is impossible for him not to have had such thoughts.

——Become the [strongest].

Use undisputed technology, strength, and strategy to hold eternity in your hands.

Just as rivers cut the earth, the ocean crushes the land, the land divides the sea, and the earth covers the rivers.

In this everlasting change, there is no difference between gods and elves, and only the strongest player sitting on the throne of glory will obtain eternal happiness.

But in the final analysis, delusions are just delusions.

The former God of War seized the throne of heaven with absolute dominance and began his nearly eternal rule.

During this process, not to mention the strongest, even those who are qualified as challengers have never appeared. But today, history seems to be repeating itself.

From defeating the Old Gods, to defeating the strongest dragon, and then to bringing the remaining gods and races under his rule.

As long as Roland can continue his invincible myth, even if there are still a few people who doubt whether he can defeat the God of War, whether they support him or oppose him, they must admit one fact.

That is, Roland is also beyond comprehension and can only be described as the "strongest".

As long as they can cross this limit, the possibility of changing the throne of heaven is definitely not zero. For Xinke who can witness this history personally, it is worth betting everything.

And now is the moment when the strongest throne begins to shake because of the challenge.

……

"Hello, God of Forging, and God of Nature."

Roland smiled slightly, and before his body had completely landed, while his eyes were still looking down at the two gods, he greeted them.

"My unborn compatriot, Cainas and I have been waiting for you for a long time." Faced with the somewhat rude attitude, Okan didn't care at all, just stared at Roland with interest. "Is it my illusion? You seem to have the same brilliance as that little devil, or is this the reason you dare to challenge Artosh?"

As the God of Forging, Okan does not look powerful, and even seems a little gentle. He is very different from the aggressive Cainas on the other side. But despite this, Roland's impression of him is similar to that of Veleslana.

——The unwavering determination that penetrates into the bones.

Like the God of Disobedience, does Okan also have an aura dominated by obsession, viewing everything in the world as material to be forged?

“Whether or not you have the confidence and whether or not you should challenge Artosh are two completely different things. If you want to take away the strongest, it is only natural that you will inevitably face him.”

Roland chuckled.

“Furthermore, considering that you consider the essence of the Old Deus itself as a material that can be forged, shouldn’t it be my confidence to have such a partner?”

"Heh," Okan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his thick eyebrows subconsciously raised.

Confidence bordering on arrogance.

Although he would be delighted to be praised by such a strong man, Okan, who took forging as a concept, still saw through the essence of Roland's tone.

That is the arrogance of placing oneself above the world and believing that the world will change because of one's will.

But unlike Veleslana, who seemed to have all the victories in his hands and whose arrogance was born out of concepts, the young man in front of him showed a judgment born out of the combination of past accumulation and certain facts.

He was extremely confident that he could defeat Artosh.

"I've never seen such material before...it's no longer a rough gem."

Okan's expression was a little complicated. As a spirit being born from concepts, he instinctively wanted to throw off those unnecessary shackles and witness how Roland would become as tough steel through the trials of fire and war.

But as an insignificant Old God who became the last player in this game where the Old Gods were killing each other, he couldn't just act as he pleased.

Defeating Artosh was a prerequisite for completing his theory.

Therefore, Okan had to confirm whether Roland was qualified to be a challenger.

Whether for themselves or for the goblins who trust him and follow him without hesitation.

"It seems that you are ready for this battle... You are aware of the condition of facing two Old Gods at the same time."

"Of course. It's better to say that this request is exactly what I want." Roland's mouth curled up in a curve that was definitely not elegant, but anyone could feel the eager joy in his expression.

"After all, a certain degree of fairness is the basis of all cooperation."

Just as Okan narrowed his eyes and pondered Roland's words, another disembodied voice suddenly rang out.

"Humph, you are exactly like Artosh in the past, but your attitude is much more arrogant than his."

Roland reacted quickly and looked at the owner of the voice.

He was a man standing beside Okan, majestic like an ancient tree, yet full of vitality.

Judging from the appearance and arrogant attitude that are exactly like those of the elves, it is hard not to associate it with his identity.

"In that case, Forest God Cainas, what advice do you have for me?"

Roland shrugged and said playfully.

Hearing Roland's evasive words, Cainas made a somewhat unhappy sound.

"I have shown my kindness in inviting you to work together, but you repay me by taking away my family?"

Having said that, Cainas glanced at the elf girl who had landed not far away and was at the front of the crowd. She was completely different from her companions who had recognized his identity and began to kneel on one knee and bow their heads.

"Shinko Nirvalen, the most gorgeous crown of my creations."

As if she realized that the Lord God was talking about her, Xin Ke lowered her head to show respect, but until this moment, the panic flashed across her delicate face and then disappeared without a trace.

"Humph,"

Cainas didn't care about Xinke's attitude. To be more precise, he didn't care about his creation's feelings towards him at all.

After all, the spiritual destruction technique developed by Xin Ke used his power without restraint like firewood, almost to the point of lawlessness, but this did not mean that this god who looked down on all gods would let Roland do what he did.

"Aren't you going to explain?"

Roland tilted his head as if confused by Cainas' question.

"why?"

Roland smiled calmly, as if he was disdainful of answering such a stupid question.

"Although the charter has not yet been established, both the Elfs and the Dwarfs have joined the alliance. As the sole leader of the Elkia Kingdom Alliance, shouldn't my power be unlimited?"

"Xin Ke decided to become my subordinate. As long as this is her own will, it is enough."

Roland's sharp gaze pierced into Cainas' eyes like a knife, and he spoke quietly.

"Besides, you want me to explain it to you, you arrogant clown...are you qualified?"

He didn't care because of his aggressive attitude, and used the truth as sharp as a blade to expose Cainas' disguise.

Be it Veleslana or Okan, even if the enemy is weaker than himself, Roland will not show an overbearing attitude.

Because in them, Roland could still find the will and awareness that could make him happy.

But Cainas is completely different. Simply put, this guy is totally unworthy of his position.

He ignored the elves, who were created beings, and usually acted like an air god. If Roland could still use Cainas's concept that this behavior was a natural evolution and therefore did not need to be interfered with to save his reputation, then this guy's desires that were completely inconsistent with his strength were his own fault.

He holds the concept of natural strength and always looks down upon the gods and creations, yet at the same time he relies on the power of the elves to help him seize the throne. However, he always sticks to his own ways and even for the deeper development of his power, he needs this short-lived genius to help him display it.

If it weren't for the fact that the forest realm derived from Cainas' power is indeed the home of the elves, and if it weren't for the fact that Xinke didn't care about the details of her use of divine power, I'm afraid Xinke's evaluation of this main god would be lower than a piece of paper.

It was really hard for Roland to show kindness to a guy who didn't know himself.

He was like this before the fight with Artosh. When the war really comes, can we expect him to help?

"It is because I am worried about the existence of troublesome people like you that I created the Elkia Alliance and looked for companions who can cooperate with me."

"What do you mean by 'cooperation'?"

Hearing Roland put some emphasis on the word, Okan asked curiously.

"Cooperation means obeying my orders!"

Such a stylish answer made Okan slightly stunned and he showed a self-deprecating smile.

I've known this guy's true nature for a long time, but I still can't control his mouth.

"You little devil!"

The jungle behind Cainas began to tremble violently because of his emotions. The forest grew taller again madly, dyeing the surrounding cold steel with an inappropriate emerald green. The branches and grass in the forest grew rapidly, spreading like vines, surging up in circles in a serpentine manner, as if ready to pounce.

But before that, they turned into ashes under Roland's useless eyes.

"Why, do you think I'm afraid of being entangled?"

The scorching sand and scattered black ash instantly replaced them, burning everything around them.

Simply comparing the gravity caused by mass, these single species of gods are really humiliating themselves compared to Roland, who has eaten countless concepts.

"Kainas, if you want to take action here, I will have to put aside the test and stand on his side."

Before the situation escalated, Okan stopped the impending conflict with a helpless voice.

After suffering a loss, Cainas regained some of his sanity. He stopped talking, looked at Roland coldly, and walked to the back.

"Then please wait a little while until the battlefield transformation is complete."

Okan glanced at Roland. Although he didn't seem to care about the conflict, he was holding a piece of vine that had not yet turned into ashes in his hand, and his smile became more relaxed.

----

During the waiting time, the news that the three gods were going to fight spread rapidly as if it had legs.

Hardenfell is a mechanical civilization with advanced technology. Their efficiency in transmitting information within the city is much higher than that of other races. When the Elkia landed, most of the residents' attention was attracted by it.

When this news, which was like the reappearance of a myth, spread, even the most calm leader was stunned.

"What on earth is the master thinking about?"

Ronnie looked helplessly at the missing Lord God, and reinforced the experimental table again with the goblins who were urgently mobilized from the surrounding area.

This place was originally used as a test site for the Dwarfs' strategic killing weapon, the Marrow Explosion. When it was activated, he thought that the Master was going to use other Spiritual Species to test the performance of the weapon, but he didn't expect that he would do it himself.

and……

"I don't understand why they have to bring along those pointy-eared gods."

Although he is the leader of the Dwarfs, because of the way they get along with the Lord God without any barriers, for Ronnie, Okan's existence is more like a close elder. Because of this, he feels worried from the bottom of his heart.

The strongest challenger.

This title is not an honor, but a heavy burden, just like the nature of aggression and war.