Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

This is a vision that only the world's will can possess, and it is a realm that even the Holy Lord could not see through.

It’s not that the Holy Lord is not strong enough, but because the world of Dicuo is too special.

Jackie Chan Adventures is a very stable world. The intersection of righteousness and evil, and the choice of spokespersons mean that even if one reaches the top of the world, he will never be equal to it. Unless he completely merges with the evil, he can see everything Roland sees now.

But the world of Dicuo is different. The heaven, the underworld, and even the underground city which is the prototype of the world, these three worlds overlap with each other, suppressing the underworld at the center very specially, turning it into a paradise-like existence. Here, the grace from the heaven and the resources from the underworld are quietly changing the original rules.

The decline of the magic system that was originally only available to elves and fairies is the best proof of this. The possibility of the people and the history that should have been recorded in the world and become myths were also extracted and turned into a blessing.

The rules of this world are both powerful and fragile. Even if Type-Moon fails to become a special existence like Human Evil, even if it really has the ability to destroy the world, it can only cause a disaster in a single world and cannot cause a devastating blow to human history.

But the world of Dicuo is different. In the face of clear rules, even a weak adventurer may have the power to subvert miracles.

Roland stopped moving forward, and something dawned on him.

If this is the case, can he use his own power and the opportunities provided by the magic book to pry open the so-called rules?

Since you want to be a madman in heaven, since you have the ambition to rule the world, how can you not be qualified to control this ambition and aspiration!

Roland smiled slightly and slowly closed his eyes.

"laugh--"

It sounded like something was burning. A vast, endless supply of magic power was boiling in Roland's body, surging out like a tide. This surging magic power made the spiritual world formed by the magic book around him begin to sway restlessly, becoming blurred and out of focus.

After Roland's soul and body became one, his body produced refined primordial ether magic power every moment, and the quantity and quality of the magic power increased by more than ten times compared to when he hadn't yet digested the spirit contract.

This overwhelming magical power that could move even the gods seemed to burst the surrounding spiritual world, but thanks to this, Roland's vision of the unique world in his eyes became even deeper.

The myths, history, and even many secrets that were once recorded slowly emerged, but Roland didn't even look at them and continued to look towards the unknown ahead.

What he wanted was a more profound and original power of rules, but at his current level, he could only obtain it in the world of Dicuo. Even if he used the next magic book, he might not be able to create today's coincidence.

Roland had to consider whether this was his only chance in this life.

Not enough! Not enough!

Roland's eyes flickered slightly, and he simply output all his magic power, turning the dazzling magic power into flames, burning this spiritual world that was on the verge of breaking.

He had felt it so many times before! The reversal of individuals, the reversal of the world. At that time, time was in the hands of the Killer Queen, just like a little girl letting others do her makeup. As the other half of the Killer Queen, there was no reason why he couldn't do it!

Finally, the spiritual world and the road around him began to gradually collapse, and the familiar reality began to emerge before Roland's eyes.

"Mr. Roland, why are you stunned?"

Xier showed a worried expression on her face, and her eyes became deeper as she looked at the magic book on the table which had no words on it.

"You've finished reading the magic book... How was it? Was it helpful? Did you gain some powerful magic?"

"No, I didn't get the magic, but it did help me."

Roland, who was somewhat dazed, subconsciously smiled warmly and blinked in disbelief.

His vision of the world returned to normal. Although he could still see the flow of magic around him and the veins of the ground, he was still far away from the state of seeing through everything like seeing fire and the world in the palm of his hand. It would probably take a long time of training before he could regain some of that vision of the world.

He didn't obtain any magic, so logically speaking, he should have failed. But if that was really the case, then what about those gears in his vision that were illusory and invisible but could be clearly felt by him?

Roland pursed his lips slightly, stretched out his hand gently, and touched the mysterious gears with the power of his will.

There were clearly no unusual features or reactions, but for some reason, Roland could truly feel that these gears were closely integrated with himself, as refreshing as sunlight shining into the darkness.

Just as I am the absolute ruler over them, it is natural for me to do all this. What is important is my {understanding} of this matter.

If I were really the emperor who reigned over this world, I should firmly believe that this is what should happen.

Well, why not give it a try?

Roland gripped the gear tightly.

Then, everything around seemed to be still, just like an illusion. Seeing that she was in such a trance, Xier, who was worried, stood up and wanted to hug herself, even knocking down Esther's fork.

Even the fork that fell off the table was suspended in mid-air.

But Roland knew very well that this was not the bullet time in which the human body continuously stretched out the brief moment in crisis, nor was it an illusion.

Because, in this static space, he could not only move his whole body freely, but also grab the fallen fork and put it back on the table.

As if he had sensed something, Roland suddenly raised his head while standing in this seemingly still space.

The next moment, the quiet world was filled with noise again.

"Xi'er, Roland, be careful, something seems to have happened at the gate!"

This was Liu's anxious cry.

"Eh?"

This was Xier's panicked exclamation.

"Owner?"

This was Esther's concerned greeting. The sword elf tugged at Roland's clothes and gradually looked towards the commotion outside the door, but halfway his eyes were attracted by the fork that was quietly placed on the table.

Amid the noisy sounds, Roland's mouth curled up uncontrollably. He had already grasped the most crucial secret words.

There is no mistake. Although it was only a moment, it was definitely not an illusion.

Without relying on a substitute, demonic energy, or any means from the spirit, Roland used his own power to control time.

The pinnacle of truth and destiny is now entirely within my capabilities!

My position remains unshakable!

The emperor of time is me, Roland!

Chapter 140 The World!

"boom--!"

After Liu issued an anxious warning, the door of the tavern was directly rushed open. A monster covered with purple crystals snorted, stepped on the broken wood chips, and pounced on Roland's position. Its ferocious mouth opened, revealing its gums and sharp teeth that were also covered with purple crystals, as if it was about to bite someone.

But Roland just raised his head calmly, staring at the monster that was rushing towards him, recalling the wonderful feeling just now.

As natural as breathing, as easy as breaking an HB pencil, Roland grasped the power that truly belonged to him, and grasped the gears that were controlled by him.

"careful!"

But even Xier, who had a fanatical trust in Roland, still made a sound of doubt and uncertainty when faced with such an action.

"Five seconds..."

Roland recalled the feeling of holding the gear for the first time. Although it was a bit strange to give the exact number of seconds in a world where time had stopped, all in all, he had indeed stopped time for about five seconds.

He stopped time not by relying on magic or spirit contract, but by relying on his own body and ability.

What kind of situation is this? He is now in the human world?

Roland didn't know the principle behind this feeling, but for him now, the ability to stop time has been engraved in his instincts.

However, the fact that it only paused for five seconds made Roland feel unsatisfied. Perhaps this number was the limit for humans, but it was more than that for vampires, let alone him now?

Looking at the monster rushing towards him, Roland's blood-red pupils seemed to be burning with flames, and endless ambition and power were swelling in them.

He opened his arms as if to embrace the whole world, and then Roland called out the name chosen by the pinnacle of the world.

"——The World!"

The next moment, the still world welcomed its ruler again.

When time stopped, Roland experienced two completely opposite emotions: greatness and insignificance.

He turned his head curiously and looked around. There was nothing unusual, but it seemed extremely distant, as if it was separated from reality and turned into a world like a work of art.

The monster was still in the act of pouncing. Roland could even see the virus crystals scattered in its open bloody mouth, and the undried blood of the victim on its sharp teeth.

In this stagnant world, the expressions on the monsters' faces are still vivid, yet they have a sense of unreality, like a puppet.

"Is this the power to stop time?"

Roland moved his fingers lightly and understood why Dio became so arrogant. Roland understood Dio a little. The boundless space and infinite time were stagnant because of his tiny self. It was natural for him to have such power and the idea of ​​dominating everything.

With this ability, it is indeed difficult to empathize with mortals. They are like NPCs created by this world to please itself, and can be done as it pleases.

"Five seconds have passed..."

Roland moved slowly forward, as light and graceful as an elegant cat, but his ferocious pupils were flickering with a weird and fanatical blood light.

"Six seconds have passed..."

Roland quietly felt the passage of time. He was the only one who was unaffected in this world where time stopped.

He looked at the monster in front of him, called out Killer Queen, and launched a set of physical withering and piercing attacks on it.

One punch.

'Boom—'

With a loud bang, the monster's chest and abdomen were suddenly dented and pierced.

Killer Queen's arm went straight through his body, pinning him to his hands.

The monster just hung in Killer Queen's hand, still unaware of what was happening to it.

At the moment the heart was pierced, the broken internal organs and spurting blood were like newly blossomed flower buds, which had just overflowed when they were frozen again in the stagnant world.

The monster is dead, but in a world where time has stopped, even the reality of death has stopped.

The Killer Queen pulled out her arm, allowing Roland to see the monster's injuries clearly. In addition to the terrifying hole in its chest, even the monster's most critical magic stone was turned into powder by the Killer Queen's ruthless power.

"Nine seconds have passed! I'm still stopping time!"

Roland felt that all his previous depression had disappeared, and all his dissatisfaction vanished with the punch. He showed a refreshing smile and clasped his palms together.

"How long can I stop time now? I don't feel like I've reached my limit yet... I'd like to test it again, but I have to save some energy to deal with the trouble outside."

During the stagnant time, Roland observed everything around him with ease, his eyes as proud as a king inspecting his territory.

Thanks to his own physical condition, the defect of too short a stopping time was also made up. "One day, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes, I will be able to stop for as long as I want."

Roland murmured and began the final countdown.

"——Now, time starts flowing again."

The void quickly faded away, and a smart light flashed in the monster's eyes again. It maintained the pounce action, but before it could react, it was knocked away by the huge force coming from its chest.

The monster raised its head high, and its teeth that were eager to taste blood finally got what they wanted. The blood that flowed from his neck, which belonged to him, dyed his entire mouth a sticky dark red.

Even Liu, who had raised her hands and rushed over with a small sword in hand, was stunned. She didn't even notice when Roland launched the attack.

Is this the difference between heroes and mortals?

Roland's eyebrows slightly raised. Even though he knew he had to maintain his heroic persona, he couldn't help but reveal his unconcealable pride.

"I can become even stronger... One day, I will hold {Heaven} firmly in my hands!"

"Are you OK?"

Roland glanced at the monster that had turned to ashes, then turned to look at Xier beside him.

"It's okay...Lord Roland."

Xier's eyes were already full of intoxication at this time. She put her hands on her chest, and the blush on her face was like a piece of continuous colorful clouds.

At this time, Liu also lowered the small sword in his hand, but did not put it away. Instead, he walked over nervously, obviously with no intention of returning to being an ordinary waiter.

Behind her, the remaining employees of the Rich Mistress also picked up their weapons, became murderous, and watched the movements outside vigilantly.

"what happened?"

Roland frowned, somewhat puzzled by the scene. It was impossible for a simple monster to escape, which could make these high-level adventurers so alert and vigilant. The monster just now looked ferocious, but it was only at level 2.

For the shop assistants who are at least level 4, it is not even an appetizer. Even if the quantity is a little more, the situation will only tilt in their favor.

So, what happened outside? Did the Virus Queen launch Lost Christmas early? Impossible... With a force of this magnitude, it is impossible that only the insignificant noise of the monster being released would cause such a small movement, and it is impossible that I would not feel it at all.

"A disaster...or rather, a catastrophe."

Liu, who was always calm, lost his usual composure after hearing Roland's question. Instead, he looked out the window and made a sound like he was mumbling.

Roland looked intently.

Not far from the ruined door of the tavern, at the end of the street, several figures in leather armor were staggering over, holding their weapons and attacking the closed door of another tavern in a disorderly manner.

The attack movements were clumsy and sluggish, which was not possible even for novices who had never wielded a weapon. However, the slashes that could easily penetrate the solid wooden door and cause fragments to fly were enough to prove that they were not novices who had just started out, but adventurers who had gained favors and grown in the dungeon.

"What? Did he get drunk and start going crazy?"