Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Can the power that can even bend the rules of the world break the shackles that bind him?

However, the crumbling earth and sky, after being torn apart, the space with fragments flying everywhere, and the chaotic universe all stopped the moment they touched Roland.

Although he had already unleashed a blow that could destroy the world, he still ended up with a whimper.

Looking at his empty hands, Gilgamesh smiled wryly.

The next moment, a space-distorting slash appeared on his right arm. His entire arm flew out at once and was torn to pieces by the wind pressure.

"Has time gone back again?"

Gilgamesh looked at his severed hand in astonishment, as well as Roland, who stood there and was unwilling to even initiate pursuit.

From Roland's actions, he only felt great humiliation and helplessness.

It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, it was just that the opponent's strength was too outrageous. He would rather have his hand chopped off by Roland, so that he could happily accept being knocked down.

But dying from his own attack, this ending is really too ironic.

Although his arm was cut off, Gilgamesh still stood there. At this moment, he had thrown away all his previous arrogance and heroism.

"How about this? If you are willing to grovel and offer me all the treasures in your treasury, I can spare your life for you."

"Don't make me laugh, God of Another World. Regardless of whether you will keep your promise or not, I will not agree. Having no chance of winning and giving up everything to be slaughtered are two different things. Even if I cannot defeat you, at least I am willing to die in the center of the resistance."

Gilgamesh held the wound of his broken arm, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Besides, if it is for the people of Uruk, it is fine to offer treasures, but why should I pay for this corrupt world?"

"You are so insightful. The king who stands at the pinnacle of desire can see through desire. On the contrary, those who think they have given up their selfish desires cannot understand this."

Even when he was forced into a desperate situation and the winner had been decided, Gilgamesh was still unwilling to give in. In this respect, he was consistent.

"Really? But since you don't need it, it doesn't matter." Roland was not surprised and nodded. "So, are you going to make another move? After all, to me, you are not even as good as Sun Wukong in the palm of Tathagata."

"Of course, I still have one last trick that I haven't used yet."

Gilgamesh wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "To deal with a monster like you, how could this king not have a trump card?"

"Although your essence is very powerful, your strength is still limited with your mortal body, so just use my legs."

"With legs?"

Roland was startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but Gilgamesh had already ignored his seriously injured body, outputting magic power, and the whole person soared into the sky!

"See you next time, God of the Other World. I'm leaving first!"

"I have to admit that you are stronger now!"

When Gilgamesh is serious, he is quite mature and will not seek death for the sake of temporary gains or losses.

Escape is shameful, but useful.

Gilgamesh is arrogant and frivolous most of the time, but this does not mean he is stupid.

This defeat can be used for next time!

If he couldn't win, could he run away? Rather than dying in humiliation here, Gilgamesh would rather bear this shameful experience and die in a joyful battle with Enkidu. Who cares what will happen in the afterlife? Uruk has been dead for so long anyway.

And, to be fair, facing such a monster, there is no shame in running away if you are in Gilgamesh's situation.

As he flew high into the sky, Gilgamesh glanced back and his expression twisted again.

"What a monster! He can jump so high with a human body... He needs to be faster! There's only a dozen meters between him and me!"

Gilgamesh rushed out of the dense forest and into the deep night sky, still not daring to slow down.

“As long as we can get there… As long as we can get there!”

Gilgamesh's pupils dilated again, and he waved cruelly with his only remaining arm.

A golden wave lit up behind him, and a huge hammer stretched out and smashed towards Roland fiercely!

"What a serious awakening!" Roland guessed Gilgamesh's move, but had no intention of stopping him. He even took out a video recorder from under his shadow and recorded the scene of the Hero King abandoning his armor and fleeing in panic like a stray dog.

If he has the chance to meet Gilgamesh again in the future, and this guy dares to do evil again, Roland plans to copy this video ten thousand times and spread it around so that the world can appreciate the heroic demeanor of the King of Heroes.

As expected, after the sledgehammer hit Roland and disappeared, it smashed hard at Gilgamesh again. Although he was hit so hard that he vomited blood, after adjusting his force posture, he was hit hard by the force of the collision and flew away, widening the distance between him and Roland again.

This was his only successful strategy in today's battle, which made Gilgamesh laugh excitedly.

"You've been fooled, Roland! This is my escape route! God of the Otherworld, you are younger than Gilgamesh! Don't you think this sky is very spacious?"

In the sky where Gilgamesh flew, golden ripples slowly spread out, and this time its range was far beyond that of the previous weapons.

The huge hull was slowly spit out by the king's treasure, and a glorious ship made of gold and emeralds slowly moved forward with a dazzling fantasy glow. The wings spread on the side were as dazzling as the wings used by fairies to fly. Its mere existence brought people unparalleled shock.

In the ancient Indian epic Ramayana, the name of this glorious boat, Vimana, is revealed.

But at this moment, this luxurious and gorgeous spaceship was moving at full speed. Gilgamesh called on his most reliable partner and shot out the Sky Chain, which entangled Vimana's tail. The whole person was swinging like a kite in the sky.

But it is undeniable that with the help of this flying tool, he did indeed increase the distance between him and Roland. Just when Gilgamesh, not caring that he was still starving, turned around to look at Roland, his sight suddenly froze.

The distance between him and Roland did not change, but there was still something following him.

It was that strange thing that Roland called a substitute.

"After the evolution, my range has also been extended, so please accept this farewell gift."

Killer Queen raised her hand, and the flames transformed into a light cannon-like shape, shooting towards Gilgamesh.

As the other half of Roland's soul, after complete fusion, this substitute between reality and illusion can also use the power of the magic of fire!

Even though the Sky Lock had pulled it towards Vimana with all its strength, as long as it came close to this flying boat, this kind of attack would not be a fear, but the speed of the light cannon was too fast, and it was already too late.

“Damn it,” Gilgamesh reluctantly called for his last resort, “Tokiomi, save me!”

Suddenly, his figure and the flying boat disappeared without a trace.

"Tokiomi isn't dead yet... Oh, it's almost there."

After a brief pause, Roland's pupils quickly connected to the distant Miyama Town and saw the messy Tohsaka residence.

“Well, since Enkidu still needs him, let Kirei handle it.”

Roland didn't feel lost at all and landed on the ground again.

The evolved Killer Queen gave him a great surprise. Although the power of the Fourth Bomb: Egoism did not directly set him back an hour like the Loser, it was much better in terms of usage conditions and applicability.

When the fourth bomb is activated, as long as Roland feels threatened or there are hostile beings around him, he will be marked by the fourth bomb.

No matter what the other party does, as long as they realize that this action will affect Roland himself, this behavior will be reversed, and the facts that occurred will disappear directly because they are in the gap between the past and the future, and the result will be returned as it is.

With the help of Killer Queen's mark, each of Roland's attacks will be automatically corrected to be issued by the mark of the past, and will not be hindered by the gap between the past and the future. It can be said to be cheating.

However, despite this, Roland did not think that this ability was invincible. After all, if someone really completely abandoned the intention to kill him and simply wanted to destroy the world, that would be another matter. Although the consequences of this disaster on Roland would also be returned, the disaster itself could not be erased.

Moreover, when activating the fourth bomb, Roland cannot activate the third bomb, Losers Eat Dust. Roland can only choose one of the two: individual regression and world regression.

"But, this is enough. I really look forward to your new strength and attitude after you surpass heaven."

Looking at the Killer Queen beside him, Roland put it away, then turned his head and looked at the confused Knight King.

Next, it's time to enlighten Saber and let this Holy Sword of the Stars shine with its due glory.

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Chapter 87 My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror

"Holy Sword Master, how do you feel now? I just saved your life, right? Is this the expression you give your benefactor? Am I on the same level as Gilgamesh in your eyes?"

In terms of how bad you are, you two are just as bad as each other.

Although he thought so in his heart, Saber, who had changed two Masters in a row, felt that he had no right to criticize others. Although the reasons for changing the Master were completely different, compared with that oriental warrior, it still made the Knight King feel a little creepy.

But he could not refuse the Master's order, not to mention that Roland did save him. As a knight, he failed to fulfill his duty to protect and ended up being protected.

This wonderful experience made Saber stand up and salute Roland solemnly.

This made Roland feel a little uncomfortable. "Although I guessed that you won, looking at Lancelot's state before his death, he, the loser, is more comfortable than you, the winner."

"Because Sir Lancelot...is much more suitable than me. He can find reasons to swing his sword, but I don't know what to do."

Saber's face was filled with depression, and she even looked a bit self-destructive.

"But didn't you do a good job? You are a perfect king without selfish desires. That's why Lancelot regrets his decision."

"But this alone is not enough. I seem to have redeemed everything, but I can't do anything. Sir Lancelot asked me to recognize why I am fighting. What does this mean?"

"It's just the literal meaning," Roland shrugged. "Sometimes, I find that perfectionists like you tend to get stuck in a rut. Putting aside your current dream, what were you fighting for before you died?"

"Fairness and justice."

No matter what the situation or his identity, King Arthur can always make clear judgments, which is one of the reasons why he is called the ideal king.

Just like when he refused Mordred to inherit the throne, it was not because he was prejudiced against his identity, but because the other party did not have the qualifications to be the successor to the throne. However, he never wasted time explaining the reason, and thus gradually developed a rift with the people around him.

Saber looked at Roland, hoping to get his opinion on this answer.

Roland nodded without hesitation, "As expected of my Servant, you think exactly the same as I do. I also fight for justice."

“Oh…ah?”

The old sword's always stern face broke down for a rare moment. Roland fought for justice? Even though he had only come into contact with Roland for a few events, he could see that Roland was plotting something. However, at present, Roland had not done anything really bad. Even if he let Lancelot fight with him, it was out of Lancelot's own will, so Saber accepted this master.

"No wonder you don't believe me. After all, I'm not a justice partner in the broad sense. The justice I fight for is very small, so small that it only covers me."

Saber fell into deep thought. After a long while, he spoke: "Although I do not understand this kind of individual justice, I will accept its existence. However, it cannot protect Britain, and it cannot benefit the people."

"Why not?" Roland tilted his head and asked doubtfully, "If I spread my justice to the whole world, then my justice will be the justice of the world, right?"

"Anyway, humans are like a flock of pigeons. If one flies to the right, all will fly to the right. All we need to do is pretend to step on the heads of the pigeons to control the direction of travel."

"I cannot accept this kind of rule. It completely goes against the will of the people. Even if it succeeds, how can you guarantee that your actions are just?"

Saber was a little angry. Such a tyrant was exactly what he despised. In the concept of the Knights of the Round Table, the origin of equality was included from the very beginning.

But Roland just laughed disdainfully, showing his white teeth, and answered in a matter-of-fact tone.

"My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is just!"

Such a pure and extreme idea made Saber open his mouth wide, not knowing how to respond. Even though this was an extreme sophistry, he could not find the words to refute it for a moment.

But Roland did not let him go and began to pursue him, "Besides, isn't this what you are doing?"

"Master!"

Saber raised her head and looked at Roland with a serious expression. Although this was their first time to get along formally, Saber had already deeply realized that Roland was the type of person she was least good at dealing with, and she tried her best not to have a conflict with Roland.

But this incident still angered Saber.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Roland's eyes were still full of amusement, as if he didn't see Saber's expression.

"You just want to save this country. You have indeed fulfilled your duty as a king. The lives that have survived that suffering and reproduced to this day, and the lives that exist in the homeland you want to protect, have different weight, right?"

From this point of view, Saber and Kiritsugu have a good compatibility. Although the forms of their demonic insanity are different, there is not much difference in essence.

Extreme selflessness is essentially a kind of selfishness. When life becomes something that needs to be judged by value and quantity, it is easy for people to go to extremes.

"I...I...must save Britain."

Saber was speechless and spoke ambiguously. Roland's words really hit his sore spot.

"So this is your dream?" But Roland was not relentless. "You are not born to be a king. If you had such an awareness before you pulled out the sword from the stone, then I have nothing to say. But if not, then you should think about whether protecting Britain is a means to fulfill your dream or a goal."

Hearing these harsh words, Saber forced a wry smile onto her pensive and melancholy expression.

He remained silent and began to recall the time he had not thought about for a long time.

Before drawing the sword, Merry had told him the ending and fate of Britain, but he still chose to accept this fate without hesitation.

This was Saber's answer at the time.

"There were a lot of people laughing, so I thought, that can't be wrong."

He has no dreams, but at least he can protect the dreams of others.

This simple reason is the driving force behind Saber's progress.

"I want to protect their smiles and the hope that exists."

"Then do it. Compared to the past and the future, being able to protect your present smile is a great thing."

Roland nodded and spoke casually, reaching out his hand and patting Saber's shoulder. "I am not a good person in the strict sense, and I cannot guarantee my future direction, but at least, in this Holy Grail War, I can guarantee that I am righteous."

Compared to the evil in this world, Roland, who only wanted to regain his body and his talisman, could be described as kind. The fundamental reason why he could accept the old sword was because there was no fundamental conflict between their goals.

Saber sighed sincerely as she looked at Roland, who had no confusion at all, was able to quickly see through the essence of things and give guidance to others.