Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

"No need to worry, the so-called strong one is me, and the weak one is everything except me."

Artexu said this in a fierce but self-deprecating tone. He stretched out his hand that had swelled to a huge size and grasped the God-killing Spear thrown by Roland.

Suddenly, the spear that could sink the continent was twisted unwillingly in his hand, but the power contained in it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and Artesiu easily resolved it.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Roland also activated his divine speed and broke away from the storm caused by Artexu's mass. In the ripples of the waves, he looked at the indifferent God of War indifferently.

"Aren't you going to fight back?"

Roland's eyes flashed slightly and he said calmly.

"It's rare to meet someone of your level. If I don't keep your strength in my heart little by little, if I don't find the answer, how will I spend the lonely time in the future?"

Artho stood there blankly, feeling the sudden crack in his hand. Although the strength of the gun body was not worth mentioning, it was as sharp as a needle tip, and it still pierced his palm lightly.

"You have a very good ability to restrain the power of God,"

As if due to a long-lost injury, Artesio let out a bold laugh, and the arrogance in his body calmed down slightly.

"Although this level is not enough, if you use your full strength, you may be able to bring me a thrill of death, although this is not a risk."

Artosh didn't care about giving Roland the opportunity to take the lead in the battle. He even expected Roland to surpass his own limits and burst out with stronger power.

——Anyway, the stronger the opponent is, the stronger he will become, and even the more beautiful scenery he will see.

Every time he is on the verge of death, the new power will pull him back to the absolute peak. He will never be able to come into contact with the reality of death. Artosh has this confidence.

"So far, anyone who dares to challenge me will feel hatred for my strength. This cannot be hidden from my soul, but in you, I can't feel such emotions, only absolute confidence."

There was a dazzling golden light in Artosh's eyes, burning like the bright sun.

"So, to prevent me from having any regrets, Roland, can you tell me why you have the confidence to challenge me? In return, I will kill you cleanly and without any pain."

He just stared at Roland, neither defensive nor offensive, waiting for his answer, as if the battle for the strongest had nothing to do with him.

This kind of contempt shown on the face with ease is really infuriating.

Of course, Roland didn't feel superior because of such an attitude. He only had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had seen his former self.

The corners of his mouth raised subconsciously, and the deepest malice was hidden in that inconspicuous arc.

How to answer Artho's question?

Ever since he was able to travel around the world and see the sea of ​​​​the world, Roland's horizons have been infinitely improved.

He knew very well that even the universe itself, which gave birth to the divine species, was actually small.

It might be a good choice to reveal the truth like this and make Artosh realize how pathetic his situation is.

His previous confusion and confusion, ambition and arrogance, how ridiculous and fragile he was in front of the real world, bursting like a bubble.

But for the God of Concepts who is trapped by doubts, this approach may be more of a reward than an insult.

Therefore, we need to use more tactful and hateful words to repay.

Roland chuckled.

"If I have to say it, it's probably pity. There are many people trapped in cages, but at least they can look up at the stars in the sky through the windows, or stare at the soil on the ground."

"But you are different, Artex. You have been standing at the top from the beginning. You can't see anything except the empty roof, so you are destined to be unable to get the answer."

"After all, even if other people tell you how shining the stars are and how dark the soil is, you can't even imagine it since you have never seen them. So, how can I hate you? On the contrary."

While Roland was organizing his words, he spoke slowly and in a regretful tone.

"——I feel sad for you from the bottom of my heart."

"Hahaha!"

A low roar filled with indignation and hatred echoed across the messy moon.

Roland's words were not kind, but the calm attitude in them made it impossible for Artosh to question them even if he wanted to.

The energy wrapped around Artexu's body was like a storm of lightning and thunder, as if it would explode at any time.

The God of War's heart was filled with lingering jealousy. He understood what Roland meant, and if he didn't verify it with actual actions, even if he knew these insignificant answers, they would be meaningless.

If he thinks he will win, even if Roland tells him the truth, he is destined to not get the answer. On the contrary, if he fails, even if Roland doesn't say anything, his doubts will naturally be solved.

As a result, a ferocious smile appeared on Artexio's lips.

"What a meaningless question. Thank you for your warning. Yes, let you and I tell the world the true essence of war through this battle.

——Come on, challenger! "

Artosh laughed proudly and raised his hand, but this time what he wanted to release was not the divine strike that would destroy all gods. Instead, after holding his fingers one by one, he would leap over the enemy in an instant. The distance between him and himself, the fist he tried to swing down.

...played off.

Roland quickly realized this when spider-web-like cracks spread across the entire AT force field.

Chapter 347 One punch destroys the star

Roland never considered himself to be a wise man who knew everything he could.

Most of his strategies were plans based on the information from the prophet and the broad vision brought by the Key of All Spirits to take advantage of the situation.

Therefore, out of his own desire for control, Roland will always prepare as much as possible to cover up the unexpected before it happens, and keep the overall development of the matter under his control.

Regardless of whether it is the participation of Ex-Machina, it contributes to the spread of personality cultism, and even acquiesces in the name of Emperor.

With these preparations, even if the alliance's war situation completely collapses, an extreme situation that is theoretically impossible, Roland has a plan to turn the tide.

Past experiences have proven the success of this strategy countless times. Regardless of whether it is a magician or a human being who symbolizes the phenomenon of the universe, no matter how hard he struggles, he can only be ruthlessly suppressed by him.

Therefore, Roland never thought that an accident would occur in a link that he personally controlled.

"Kaka——"

The shocking power caused backward cracks to appear on the smooth wall of the heart, and the dazzling red light seemed to have faded. In the sudden punch, everything was deformed and twisted.

Then, when the restless fist wind cut through the void and left an arc rising like a flame, the AT force field blocking Roland as a defense rippled like water, and then shattered inch by inch. .

Roland also felt a little frightened by the feeling of the pain of his soul being torn apart and the magic power being exerted to its extreme.

The short time it took from when Artosh punched him to when he hit him was so short that it seemed a long time to describe it in just one moment.

"Bam—!"

Amidst the violent whistling, the white hurricane that violated the rules of physics and surged in the universe, Roland's entire body turned into a blurry phantom, retreating continuously.

For the first time... the wall of the heart that had been with him for so long and would not tremble even in the face of an attack that could destroy the planet, was shattered by such a simple punch from Artho.

The only good thing is that through this confrontation, the strongest principle in Roland's vision is not something beyond imagination. Although the process may be a little biased, this fact has greatly improved the feasibility of the plan.

But before that...

Roland's expression gradually became serious.

How to win victory in the hands of the strongest god with full firepower?

After coming to this world, Roland made an assessment of Artosh's strength.

That is a strong man who makes himself feel unfathomable and even instinctively afraid.

As Roland, who has regarded self-knowledge as his greatest advantage since before he obtained the bonded spirit, he is still able to distinguish the blurred line between his true power and his power when he is favored.

Roland, who started his career in Xingyue, was exposed to concepts, rules, and even the existence of principles at a very early age.

He refined his realm in the land, killed gods, and finally withstood the assimilation of Lilith. These characteristics of being one step ahead have given him a lot of help.

This was even more the case when the second stage of the Heaven Ceremony was carried out. The favor of the source and the magnitude of the transformation made the enemy, no matter how cheating, only be defeated in front of him.

Permissions are subject to higher authority.

Regarding this, a certain magician lady has learned a profound lesson.

In fact, Roland has roughly understood how far his full strength can be achieved after putting aside the source and black energy mother who can open the background. Roland also has a certain understanding of how far he can go after bending the rules to a certain extent and releasing all his power to crush the planet. Yu Li, these are all proven results.

And the power of Artosh, who still makes him feel frightened, must be higher than his own. The lower limit of the opponent's level is to destroy several planets as if nothing happened. This has been proved by the fact that the final dragon Hatirem was almost killed with one blow. this point.

Roland's initial tactic was to use the divine strike as a provocation to make Artosh's strength as strong as possible, but still able to compete.

But obviously, he overlooked one point.

In such a life-and-death battle, there is no time to hold back.

As Roland's heart wall continued to grow due to unprecedented pressure, the punch thrown by the God of War was also multiplying with even greater speed and power.

Even if Artosh can only grow a little more power out of thin air than Roland, Roland is also constantly evolving in the process, but Artosh is essentially regaining his original power.

From 1 to 1.1 and from 1 to 2 are completely two concepts.

That's why Roland realized that he seemed to be out of luck.

No wonder only the Ex-Machina can kill Artosh in the original work, because they are living tools. Even if they have hearts, they can only exert their power better, but the upper limit of their performance is fixed.

A strong man like Roland is completely different, which leads to this worst situation.

——The Altes Order gradually regained its full strength during the battle.

As far as Roland is concerned, if the nine planets line up in a row, Artosh's attack can even penetrate them all, and that's not all.

The most troublesome thing is that this change cannot even be stopped.

Although he has not yet become a complete body, and the God of War's power is now unstable, there is still a real hopeless gap between him and himself.

Roland can be sure that with the power he can use at this moment, even if he makes a slight mistake, he will be directly destroyed.

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"Bam—!"

The airflow coming from the universe tore apart the energy landscape formed by the divine strike again, causing blood-red thunder to pass through, splitting the atmosphere with a sizzling sound, and violent explosions continued to sound during the tremors.

Such a change caused the rapidly intersecting battlefield to fall into silence. Many people ignored the current situation and looked up at the sky, trying to find the source of the roar.

However, although compared with the battle between the gods, neither the Flügel nor the Alliance's battleships were even inferior to ants, but this did not prevent them from detecting the truth of the mutation without much effort.

Because, the huge shadow that is more dazzling than the sun and scarier than blood is turning into countless fine red lights, which are constantly piercing out from the surface of the moon, like the resentful gaze of a dying person.

As the red light continued to gather, it turned into light rain and fell crazily, bursting out at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, on the surface of the moon that had been floating above everyone, shocking cracks suddenly opened, crisscrossing along the arc of the curve, and soon the half that could be watched would be eroded.

Then, a huge crater continued to collapse toward the interior of the moon, and the surging gray and overflowing red light merged to form an endless vortex, as if it had been pierced entirely.

This exaggerated scene made Jibril stare blankly as the scenery above gradually gave way to the heavy night.

"What's happening here?"

The whispers from the surrounding companions never stopped.

Then, as a tangible white light with a cold light that could be heard roaring even from a planet away rushed out of the vortex, Jibril's expression changed instantly.

"Everyone, activate all defenses and move as far as possible towards the edge of this battlefield!"

Jibril yelled in a surprised voice.

Obviously this is a change on the moon, and there is still a distance of tens of thousands of miles from this battlefield across the universe and atmosphere.

But there was still a trace of cold sweat on the girl's face.

Because she already recognized what it was.

——The fist wielded by the God of War!

Chapter 348 I will win

"Uuuuuuu——!"

The shrill wails continued to sound above the battlefield. This was not because the injured warriors were weak in will. After all, they were drowned by the bursting energy storm before they could even wail.

These ghostly wails are the roar of scattered pieces of the moon as they fall into the atmosphere.

They are like a meteor shower, and like a long river flowing into the sea. They are like living creatures, constantly rising and gathering to vent their anger.

"What exactly happened on the moon?"

A petite Flügel looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

"..."

No one answered.