Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

He couldn't gamble because he couldn't bear the consequences of losing even once.

But he had to gamble, because the usual meek approach of finding a world that suited his liking and using its power system to make up for his own weaknesses was obviously not going to help Roland now.

"That guy must be completely defeated, so what I want to gain is not the possibility of a new world and power comparable to mine, but -"

Roland closed his eyes and clenched his hands.

"The possibility is comparable to the apostle of the highest heaven...and the power surpasses me."

"So that's it...eh?" Yakumo Zi nodded, then was stunned.

The possibility of transcending the apostles of the Supreme Heaven?

You know, even Roland now admits that there is a huge power gap between him and the apostle.

The possibilities that supported Roland until now were not something that could be accumulated overnight. To achieve both in such a rare opportunity, just thinking about it made Yakumo Purple tremble with fear.

If she hadn't believed in Roland's prestige accumulated from his past experiences, she would have raised questions long ago.

"However, if this method has really found a feasible method..."

Yakumo Zi clenched her hands.

She sighed helplessly, somewhat understanding Roland's thoughts.

Anyway, the possibility of losing the bet means physical and mental destruction, so why not reject all outcomes and leave only two outcomes for risk hedging, right?

It’s either a big win or a big loss.

From a probability perspective, this possibility of only 1 in 2 is indeed much safer than her proposal... What a ghost!

Excitement, uneasiness, apprehension, shock...indescribable emotions rippled in the heart of the monster sage.

Yakumo Purple took a deep breath, and the dense purple pupils reflected the figure of a man rising high like the sun in front of her, casting a cold light.

She also showed a faint sigh as she looked like a gambler who put down all her wealth and put everything on the line.

"You have already made up your mind, so I only need to pray for your victory."

Yakumo Purple gently lifted the hem of her skirt, raised her white chin, and the arc in her eyes was as gentle as water.

"Then...good night, Lord Roland."

"Good night, Zi."

Looking at Yakumo Murasaki who was gradually disappearing in the temple like a faded ink stain in front of him, Roland looked at the world barrier getting closer and closer in the distance and slowly closed his eyes.

Just like that, the Emperor of the world fell into eternal sleep again.

At the same time, the invisible dream dragged at the bottom of the world spread rapidly like a rising tide, soon permeating every corner of the world, and even spreading outside the world, turning into a posture like colorful bubbles.

After completely falling asleep in the dream, although most of his power was locked by the throne, as long as the dream spread to the range that Roland could perceive, he could enter and exit it freely.

Since I can't move, I'll just move around the world to find someone. This is the original intention of the Great Expedition.

However, although this kind of stud behavior is very risky, Roland is not half-informed about trying his luck in a strange world.

Navigating in the sea of ​​​​the world is a very troublesome thing. There are no directions to distinguish up, down, left, and right. Unless you are a great being who can see the entire ocean, even if you are equal to the strong man in the universe, you will have the same sense of direction. It won't work, it will just be completely lost in this sea.

The method on Earth that relies on direction assistance such as magnetic fields will not work either.

After all, in the intricate sea of ​​worlds, it is not impossible to refer to the subtle gravitational forces emitted by different worlds, but the subtle changes between these subtle gravitational collisions are difficult to detect. If they cannot be corrected in time, they will be annihilated in the void. Not surprising.

Therefore, even a strong person who controls several times the universe cannot find a pattern that can be used.

The only thing you can rely on is a special tool like the Star Cup, luck and accumulation.

When the star cup is fixed, if the method chosen to cross the void with one's own power is a wooden sailboat, Roland's behavior of swimming down the river can only be regarded as a small boat at most.

The protagonist in the story sets sail to the sea with only a small boat. The experience of embarking on the journey to become the Pirate King is certainly exciting, but if you repeat this behavior randomly, you will probably get tired of it.

However, as for Roland, who resolutely decided to drive the navigation system, that was a different matter.

"This is the world..."

At the edge of the dream, Roland carefully observed the heavy crystal wall in front of him and glanced at the Key to All Spirits in his hand.

At the moment when all his possibilities disappeared, and even the apostle stagnated for a moment because he lost his target, the Key of All Spirits was still firmly on his hand.

This did not surprise Roland. He didn't know if he was the first host of this key.

Since the other party will bring such a crisis, the Sixth Supreme Heaven, let alone other things, cannot escape this passive phenomenon caused by the existence of the other party, and it does not need to think about counterattack.

What really surprised Roland was that after defeating the Winged Snake and devouring almost all the contracted spirits on its wings, the Key of All Spirits, which was originally only a preliminary permission, became basically all open to Roland.

This behavior may seem contradictory to Key to All Souls' mission to pursue possibilities.

But the fact is that from that moment on, Roland officially became the master of the Key to All Spirits.

Roland also guessed whether the requirements for the possibility of selecting the Key of All Souls were different from the conventional ones, but he did not have the time to worry about these things, and instead concentrated on studying the functions of the Key of All Souls.

As we learned before, for the sake of balance, there is no bonded spirit inside this key that is equivalent to the upper limit of the Supreme Apostle.

This is not difficult to understand. The upper limit of the black snake is only under the multiplicity closest to infinite. It can be seen that reaching the power above that level will definitely bring some more dangerous omens.

However, Roland doesn't have to worry about this problem.

The core above it, even for the Key of All Spirits, is a precious inventory that takes a long time to accumulate. It will obviously not be opened to him until he defeats the Black Snake.

Although he could not be given the spirit bond, when faced with Roland's request to get out of trouble, he still received a piece of guidance from the Key of All Spirits.

A new world that is not dominated by it, but is recorded as fire.

After spending three years accumulating fuel, Roland arrived at the location of this new world.

The bottom of the world sea.

"What a strong barrier to the world..."

Looking at the barrier of the world in front of him like a stream of light, Roland frowned subconsciously.

Different from the clean and hard barriers in the regular world, the barriers in this world are just like the grotesque transformations that the prisoners in the cage wiped out with their blood before they died.

Messy, twisted, and hideous.

If I must make an analogy, it is like paintings of different factions and styles stacked on the same plane.

Oil painting, ink painting, drawing, printmaking.

Figures, landscapes, scenery, flowers and birds.

They overlapped at the same time, forming a strange scene so abstract that it was still difficult to distinguish between beauty and ugliness.

What's worse is that this internal distortion seems to be increasing.

Just this existence is a scar to the world.

In this case, the already thick barriers to the world will naturally develop layers of calluses like commonly used fingers. In addition, barriers are also increasing layer by layer inside the world. No wonder this place will become isolated from the world. The place has been sinking to the bottom of the ocean of the world.

Roland tentatively raised his hand, letting his colorful dream spread to the barrier, and then hit the iron plate as expected, unable to penetrate even a single bit.

"It's really a prison. To describe the hardness of AT's position is a bit derogatory..."

Seeing this result, Roland was a little stunned.

With the ability of the Star Cup, it stands to reason that there is no world that it cannot invade.

But thinking about it on the other hand, it may be that it is precisely because of this intensity of resisting everything that it meets the conditions for collecting the Key to All Spirits.

This barrier alone is enough to give a glimpse of the level of trouble inside the world.

Will my own salvation be found in it?

Roland no longer hesitated, controlled the Key of All Spirits, and began to penetrate into the world bit by bit.

After an unknown period of time, before Roland could truly feel the inside of the multiple worlds, his existence began to decline.

"gravitational?"

Roland whispered, seeing through the essence of this phenomenon.

For this distorted world, Roland's dreams cannot be underestimated.

Such a strong gravitational force caused him to be unconsciously drawn to the deepest point.

Regardless of Roland's will or not, he will only appear on the surface of this world, near beings whose gravitational pull is similar to or even stronger than his.

Because of the existence of the Key of All Spirits, Roland, who was able to descend from the sky, transcended these complicated colors and used the perspective from this key at this moment to find the one who unconsciously attracted everything around him and had a huge gravitational force that was no less than his own. exist.

Soon, he caught the figure.

It was a girl wearing a cloak and a witch hat that didn't fit her petite body.

But rather than her appearance or dress, what Roland remembered about this blond girl was another eye-catching feature.

——Eye patch

On the girl's right eye, there is a black eyepatch.

Chapter 385 One-eyed Princess and the Demon God

When the changes in the horizon began to become more realistic, and when the inertia brought by matter began to take shape, Roland, who had experienced it once, landed steadily on the ground.

He opened his eyes and looked at this completely unfamiliar world.

Medieval Europa-style buildings and stone roads with primitive traces. At first glance, this place seems to be an ancient or fantasy world, but the inconspicuous modern facilities hidden around the buildings are enough to make people deny this absurd answer.

"This should be an inconspicuous small city in Europe."

Roland made a rough judgment.

Although there are some modern facilities here, they are not eye-catching. Although this may not be for beautiful reasons such as protecting the city's style, but simply because there is no money for construction, it is still easy to enjoy fresh air without pollution. Make people feel good.

however.

"Huh...wow"

Roland took a deep breath, stuck out his tongue, and spat subconsciously as if he accidentally inhaled dust.

"Although I had expected it when I was outside, I still couldn't accept it when I came in."

After entering this new world, the material world used to carry reality is completely peaceful and calm.

Both order and elements are stable, and there are no disasters affecting the world on the surface.

Compared to the desperate environment of the original Game Life, where the red sky was full of spiritual corpses and pollution, the planet was dead, and almost all races were fighting each other for the simple goal of survival, this start was so much better.

But Roland's face was full of disgust that was completely opposite to that then.

Much better?

From an ordinary person's point of view, this is indeed the case.

For them, just like the mortals in the Cthulhu Mythos, seeing less is a genuine blessing.

But for strong people who have access to reality, this is actually a burden.

The environment in the game life that caused a lot of pollution due to the death of the planet was just a change on the same level. From Roland's own feelings, it was probably moving from land to a deck floating on the sea.

But in this world, the level changes on the same plane have caused it to be completely changed, and its original appearance cannot be seen at all.

These overlapping filters were like an irresistible information pollution, bombarding Roland's perception every moment.

The elements do exist, but their orientation and position are completely distorted.

The most obvious is the timeline.

Today is winter, today is summer.

Today is Monday morning, today is Thursday night.

They are all realities that once existed but were covered up. Although they have been distorted beyond recognition, because they share the same world foundation, from the perspective of the broad timeline, these are all correct times, but the traces have overlapped.

Countless correct times overlapped, making Roland, who once boasted that he was the only king of time, a little confused.

However, this level of chaos may cause ordinary people who accidentally peeked into the corner to die or fall into madness. However, Roland quickly adapted to this abstract world and accurately found the time that belongs to this world. Wire.

But compared to the timeline where the context could still be found, another layer of chaos really made Roland hesitate.

After adapting to the timeline, the reality behind the world rushed into Roland's eyes like a shadow.

Magic, history, mythology.

They are superimposed on the physical universe of this world and appear in the form of religious mythology.

Each religion and mythology has a different energy system that does not follow the physical laws of the world. These existences that cover the basic world in the form of curtains are called phases in this world.