Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

As companions who have hunted together and lived together for thousands of years, the Flügels all have similar personalities. If it were normal, someone would definitely respond to her words or chime in and ask questions.

But now, no one can give her attention.

Because their attention has been attracted by more important things.

The planet that has accompanied the Flügel for a long time and has left a place in the records of many races that have disappeared or have not disappeared has become history in the past.

The upper part of the moon was sinking in the inward vortex, ending with the white light that penetrated the planet. The planet that was directly penetrated was finally unable to maintain its posture at the end of the war, and the spreading cracks completely severed the connection between the plates. , continues to extend, and finally falls off completely.

A ring of star fragments mixed with planet fragments and meteorites splashed out along with the wave of red flames.

In the swirling light, the moon collapsed like an avalanche, and the scattered meteorites shot down like arrows, crushing and destroying everything. The previous meteor shower forced both sides to cease fighting and start to retreat. , it is the masterpiece caused by this disaster that shoots into the sky.

Then, compared with such overwhelming power, the disaster that caused the alliance that had already responded at full speed to still be swallowed up by one-tenth was just the most insignificant part.

It is not even the aftermath, the top is just a wave that is picked up by the tide.

In the sky where all the Flügels were looking up at the same time, the end of the line of sight that revealed fear and curiosity was the true reflection of the aftermath.

Like a nebula, there is still light from the raging flames inside, mixed with storms and haze, like a huge dust mass like the Iron Curtain.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have thought that dozens of breaths ago, there was still an empty night there?

And the fact that the dust cloud was actually a planet that reflected light like a barrier a long time ago, even if you took the initiative to tell others, you would only get ridicule.

The power that was enough to cause the moon to explode and shatter in an instant, turning into dazzling dust and dissipating, was nothing more than the traces left by the battle between the two strongest gods.

Everyone realized that this was definitely not a force that could be countered by a united race, not even the Flügels.

At the same time, unprecedented curiosity was like a claw, tightly gripping the hearts of every Flügel who saw this scene, making them almost unable to control themselves.

"Lord Artosh's battle, is it over?"

"It's just the beginning."

The people who had slowed down a little looked at the two rays of light flying one after another through the dust clouds towards the depths that they could not observe, with a look of unwillingness on their faces.

Although I don't want to admit it, from the perspective of expressiveness, the existence named Roland is indeed an opponent that the rabid dogs of the God of War cannot reach. That is an opponent that except the Creator, no, it should be said that only the Creator can deal with it.

Otherwise, no one can resist this devastating enemy.

But more than unwillingness, there was unprecedented fear that fell in the hearts of these fearless girls.

The fight with Sir Artosh has been so inextricable, but the outcome has not yet been determined. What if... Sir Artosh loses?

"Will you win?"

"I will win."

Azriel clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, forced herself to turn her attention back to the battlefield, and looked at Jibril again.

There was obviously someone who was also concerned about her, but Jibril's reaction was much more relaxed.

This guy!

Azriel said seriously in a tone that sounded more like convincing herself than encouraging her companions.

"I will definitely win. Lord Artosh is... {the strongest}!"

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"The target has captured your traces and will arrive on the planet soon. One-tenth of the Alliance's troops have been lost, but the situation on the battlefield is still under control."

With the help of the link of the Ex-Machina network, Hubi, who was monitoring the war situation on the surface and the moon at the same time, was calmly reporting the situation to the person she was loyal to.

In the face of such a doomsday scene, it is estimated that only the Ex-Machina can maintain a superficial calmness. Even so, Hubi's thoughts are still inevitably affected a little.

"Today's moon has only a quarter of its volume left. Compared with the original, it is like a rugged plain. If Artesio continues to maintain such an offensive, by the time Mars is shattered, your power will probably be reduced. There is no more one out of ten.”

Hubie reminded Roland softly.

"...Turns out I am really a challenger."

Lying on the surface of Mars, Roland stared blankly at the dust clouds in front of him, smiled bitterly, and raised his empty left hand. The part starting from the wrist had completely disappeared, replaced by the colorful heart light. prosthetic hand.

For Roland, whose soul has materialized, it is really easy to recover from physical injuries. However, since Artesh's strongest incarnation, under the fusion of war power, Artesh's attacking energy is also frantically fighting with Roland's body. The regeneration ability of the wound is greatly inhibited.

Roland, who had no way to be distracted at all, could only use a prosthetic hand built with an AT force field to replace it. Taking advantage of the fact that Artesh was directly knocked away, he took the initiative to use his super speed to distance himself before he could recover.

Looking at his regrown left hand, Roland's eyes became more solemn.

From a purely frontal perspective, it is impossible to defeat Artosh. This must be understood clearly.

Roland has experienced the reliability of this conclusion firsthand. At first, Artosh was just a little stronger than him, but under that crazy attack and when he would be killed if he relaxed, he wanted to have some reservations. It's a very difficult thing,

The possibilities he possesses continue to promote his growth, and then, because of the difference in upper limit, Artesio will improve far more than Roland due to the difference in the strongest concept and equipment.

Roland's mind was running at high speed. Although the accumulation he had made for this battle was just for this situation, the difference between actual application and theory was really much.

The current Artesio still cannot be called in its prime state, although this seems to mean that Roland has the possibility of taking advantage of this period of weakness that has not yet recovered, and then win.

But based on personal experience, Roland thinks the probability is very slim.

If you don't resist, you will die. If you resist, it will further widen the gap between the strong and the weak.

It's a completely vicious cycle.

But as long as it's not impossible, it's worth trying.

Rather, it is precisely because of absurdity that the preciousness of miracles can be reflected.

It is impossible to defeat Artosh head-on. But what if we change our thinking and just defeat the {strongest}?

Roland's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt the fighting spirit surging in his heart with some clarity, as well as... the ancient roulette wheel with ten signs.

Chapter 349 Betting on this Second

Chapter 349 Betting on these 251 seconds

Don't target Artesiu, but target the strongest principle.

As long as the concept that Artosh can gain unlimited gains is sealed, the foundation of its existence as a god species will be greatly affected, and the direction of the battle will be completely different.

This sounds as absurd as a fantasy, but it is the most feasible.

Defeating an enemy that becomes infinitely stronger and sealing a device that makes the enemy stronger are two completely different goals.

For that device called concept, Roland happened to have a miraculous special attack in his hand.

As the most valuable power of the protagonist of God Killer, the later world view has spread to the level of the multiverse. The Sword of Word Spirit is still the trump card and has an invincible priority in this world.

Strictly speaking, even the Final Dragon, who had nothing to do with the divine species, could not escape, let alone the up-and-coming Artosh.

But the only weakness of that sword of wisdom is that you must have a deep understanding of that concept before you can weave a trick that will kill you with one blow.

Omniscient is omnipotent, and this iron rule is a double-edged sword.

Although the original work seems to only use kissing to transfer knowledge to provide benefits, we have to admit that this premise makes the power much more reasonable.

Even though he experienced Artesio's power through injury and roughly understood the principle, Roland still did not feel the foreshadowing of the blissful soul.

Unlike most myths that are based on human beings, and even the convenient setting that many gods of disobedience are other people's trumpets, Artosh cannot be solved so easily.

Switching to the final dragon, who is also the manipulator of the law of time, Roland can summon the sword that kills the opponent in an instant without even needing to accumulate power.

"Hubby, based on the observations just now, can we be sure that the divine marrow physically exists?"

"【affim】."

At this time, all the analytical abilities of the Ex-Machina were devoted to Roland, and he quickly gave a reply.

"The law itself cannot be analyzed by the current machine species, but the changes in events caused by the container in which the law manifests can be analyzed."

The Ex-Machina personally participated in the construction of the Marrow Explosion and analyzed the ready-made divine marrow in his hands. Roland did not doubt their reliability in this regard.

"Really? Then let all the Ex-Machines cooperate with me to analyze it. Are you sure that Artex's strongest principle can be sealed and the soul can be put to sleep?"

"It can't be done."

Hubie shook his head frankly.

"The enemy's energy level is too powerful, completely beyond the level of Ex-Machina."

"In the recent changes, all Ex-Machines have been detecting the essence of the target non-stop at a frequency of half a second. However, before the analysis of the previous round of rules has been completed, more unknown and huge masses have been generated out of thin air. If the original results are deviated, we can only overturn them all and start over.”

Hubie said with some embarrassment and her tone was a little low. She was feeling unwilling that she could not be used.

"It's not your fault."

Roland squinted his eyes and observed Arteo running towards Mars, and continued to ask indifferently.

"Without thinking about the future, using the current machine class combined with my analysis, and only targeting the divine marrow possessed by the current Artex, can the analysis be completed?"

"...If we can maintain the previous frequency of data acquisition, it should be completed within ten minutes."

Hubie replied hesitantly.

The state when being attacked is the best material for Ex-Machina to analyze the nature of the enemy's attack.

If it were a normal opponent, the Ex-Machina could take advantage of their numerical advantage and use the lives of their companions to complete the collection of information, but the current battle was obviously not something they could interfere with.

Considering that Roland's hand was destroyed in a short period of time and he had no time to recover due to serious injuries as the source of data, Hubei couldn't help but worry.

"It's too long. How about faster? If there is a source of data every moment, how long will it take at the fastest?"

"If you don't have to worry about analyzing samples, we will fully enable unknown algorithms. The fastest data transmission can be completed in 251 seconds."

This is the conclusion drawn from the miracle of the Ex-Machina's synchronized {heart}. In terms of their racial characteristics, even if the marrow that exists in physical form is the strongest, the difficulty is at most the same as that of an intangible thing like the heart.

"Okay, then get ready, I'm going to bet my victory on these 251 seconds."

Roland shook his hand that had completely recovered and said calmly.

"Eh? Master, what does the beginning mean..."

"Just wait for my move, Hubie."

Roland looked at the light falling towards Mars with the power of an angry wave, and showed a clear smile.

"Next, I will use all my strength to suppress Artex, regardless of consumption, and create opportunities for you to analyze the strongest principles. As long as you seize the results of this opportunity, some plans that have gone awry will get back on track. "

"Can't!"

After a brief pause, Hubie's voice suddenly changed from surprise to panic. Roland couldn't help but smile when he thought of the girl's pretty face flushing, angry and worried.

He didn't respond, just stared ahead quietly.

"boom--!"

The figure with the majestic power of a giant finally hit the ground at this moment. The surging force twisted and crushed the surface of the ground for dozens of kilometers in radius, peeling off and collapsing layer by layer.

The turbulent debris once again stirred up the surrounding airflow, and the turbulence stirred up dust waves all over the sky, making it difficult for people to see the scene inside clearly.

"Hey, don't you plan to use your annoying speed to continue escaping and instead come towards me? Obviously you have subdued those tools. They have ignored the risk of damage before and want to convey a strong warning to you. I mean."

Before the smoke cleared, an arrogant voice sounded in Roland's ears.

What sounded together with this sound was the sound of steps full of majesty, and the sonorous sound of wings cutting through the void.

The moment he heard this voice, the arrogant pressure that seemed to freeze all actions pressed firmly on Roland.

But Roland, who was accustomed to this kind of coercion, just stared at Artesio with his red eyes, took the initiative to walk in his direction, and smiled calmly.

"If I don't come closer, how can I beat you up?"

"Hoho, then you should come closer."

Although he was slightly inferior to Roland in terms of speed, this slight difference was of no use in the face of absolute power. Artosh blew out a breath from the tip of his nose, not caring what Roland had planned, and imitating Roland, using the ordinary skills of a mortal The posture shortened the distance between the two step by step.

The two men were like dueling cowboys, waiting for the moment to draw their guns.

Hubi, aware of Roland's thoughts, called again in a rapid voice.

"Lord Roland, you can't! If you don't take advantage of your speed and choose to fight head-on..."

"You will definitely not be able to defeat Arteo, right? I still know this very well."

Roland replied with a smile.

After making good use of his various means to deal with Artosh, he paid the price of a hand. The consequences of choosing to fight hard can be imagined.

"But if you don't do this, you'll never see victory."

Roland responded to Hubie's question in his heart.

"Continuing the previous battle strategy may prolong the battle, but this will undoubtedly quench thirst."