Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Xier looked at the actions of those adventurers with some confusion, and obviously she had not realized the seriousness of the situation. Although standing behind her was the largest clan in Orario, for the goddess of beauty, taking on the responsibilities of the main god was probably like going to work, and she had no interest in it at all.

She did know something about purple crystals, but definitely not much.

The end of the street is hundreds of meters away from the entrance of the tavern. For Xier, who is currently no different from a normal person, she can only see the general situation.

However, this does not include Roland, who has long ceased to be a human being.

He clearly saw that the group of adventurers who were attacking normally had several wounds with dark red turbid blood flowing out, but the purple crystals quickly covered those wounds, spreading all over the bodies of those adventurers like a piece of armor, and gradually spreading to the weapons in their hands.

And their white pupils and pale skin, no different from those of a dead person, all indicate that they have officially left the category of human beings.

After breaking through the wooden door, the adventurers swarmed in like wolves smelling prey, and launched a ruthless attack on the screaming residents inside.

Soon, blood began to flow out, but the process did not last long, because every time a weapon contaminated with the virus attacked his body, the purple crystals symbolizing the Apocalypse Virus on the residents' bodies would spread wildly and without reason, until the scale grew to a size close to that of the attacking adventurers, and then gradually stopped.

Then, the residents who had been attacked and were on the verge of death stood up tremblingly, began to wander aimlessly, and let out roars without any sensibility from their throats, and joined the hunting team.

In a short while, thanks to the efforts of these infected adventurers, the size of their companions spread like a swarm of locusts.

"Did I go to the wrong set again?"

Roland frowned. This was completely different from the Apocalypse virus he remembered. The spread of crystals on this scale had already reached the third or fourth stage. In the world of Guilty Crown, this was basically the same as death. However, the people here were still alive and well.

If the adventurers' physical differences were caused by the favor, then it wouldn't make sense for the resident who just looked like an ordinary person to be like this?

Moreover, this image of a person who had lost his mind and looked like a living dead always reminded Roland of another creature.

——Zombies.

But Roland didn't remember that the Apocalypse virus also had the effect of destroying people's minds. Even if the butterfly effect caused by his actions could not be so outrageous, the Apocalypse virus was not the T virus.

Something is wrong. The Virus Queen does want to destroy the world, but her method should be to let the virus spread and then explode all at once through genetic resonance, rather than the current situation of zombies siege the city.

This spirit has off-site factors that she herself is not aware of, and it has even affected the nature of the Apocalypse virus itself.

But no matter what, now that things have become a foregone conclusion, the fall of Orario is inevitable.

However, for high-level combat forces, the impact of this infection may not be that great. After all, the difference brought by each level up is huge.

As long as we can buy some time, even if we don't restore the order of the entire Orario, establishing a reliable survivor force will not be a big problem for Orario, which is the center of the world.

The only thing we need to worry about is the subsequent handling. After all, the virus seems to have spread all over the world. If we are not careful, the world will really become a replica of Resident Evil.

"There's no time. Come with me."

Roland glanced at Xi'er and Liu beside him calmly, grabbed Esther's hand, and made her transform into the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword and walked outside.

The people in the tavern hesitated for a while, and Mia's mother subconsciously looked at Xier. Seeing that she didn't hesitate at all and excitedly followed Roland's movements, she sighed helplessly and followed.

"Where should we go first?"

Although she was a level 6 adventurer and had served as a team leader in the past, she had no intention of fighting for leadership in front of the serious Roland and the admiring Seele.

"Let's go to the guild first. My Hestia and a bunch of stupid gods are probably blocked there. They are the strongest group of adventurer gods in Orario. If the Return of the Gods happens again, there will be no end to it."

Roland calmly assessed the situation. Whether out of a simple sense of responsibility or his own principles, Roland would never give up Hestia. If the situation was not still under control, he would have used the power of the Shadow Kingdom to travel through it.

However, since the crisis had just begun to spread, he did not intend to miss this opportunity.

Heroes forged in blood and fire are more convincing than heroes who accomplish great deeds in peacetime.

"So many gods are just ordinary people. If there are only one or two of them, we can still carry them, but it will be troublesome if there are too many people. Besides, we don't have that much energy, not to mention Xi'er..."

Hearing that they should go to the guild first, Mia's mother nodded, but then she realized that Xier next to her was just an ordinary person, and subconsciously wanted to tell her the other person's identity.

But before Xier's stern gaze came Roland's calm voice.

He waved the holy sword in his hand, cutting off a shop in front and several zombies that wanted to surround him, revealing a horse that was snorting restlessly and the carriage behind it in the alley behind the shop.

The people behind him immediately understood and hurriedly stepped onto the carriage, instantly turning it into a chariot. Roland then jumped onto the horse and, while protecting the horse, killed the zombies beside him. The nimble Liu also quickly rode on the horse next to Roland, assisting Roland's actions from the flank.

With Roland as the vanguard, they easily left the current street and entered the eight main routes of Orario.

Then, she was shocked speechless by the scene before her.

The free-ranging corpses were rushing in all directions like a tide, roaring and screaming. At first glance, it looked like a sea of ​​purple crystals.

"Keep going, I'll lead the way."

Roland waved his hand and chopped up the corpses in front of him, letting the waves of blood add a touch of color to the monotonous purple crystals.

"But there are too many people who can be infected... the carriage can't get through."

Before Liu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Roland's cold voice.

"Isn't the sidewalk wide enough? Open it for me!"

Chapter 141 The Biggest and Worst Despair Event in Human History

The chariots rampaged through the tide of zombies.

Although it was just a temporary carriage, as a war weapon with a long history, this chariot still demonstrated its dominance.

The broken flesh and limbs on the ground could not affect its progress at all. With the increasingly faster speed, even a hard skull would be crushed under the impact of the chariot.

Ke Liu was in no mood to pay attention to the chariot's results. From time to time, she glanced at Roland, who was standing boldly on the horse, ruthlessly waving the holy sword in his hand like a meat grinder. The hero who always had a beautiful smile on his face couldn't help but reveal some vicious hostility at this moment.

No matter what kind of zombie acts as an obstacle, before it actually touches the chariot, it will be cut into several pieces by the sword light and directly blown away, leaving no evidence of its existence except for some residual limbs and spilled blood.

With such a strong person leading the way, they were running on the sidewalk leading to the guild at a speed far exceeding usual.

Although there was some hesitation at the beginning, it was merely a slight sympathy born from the long period of peace.

In Roland's cold declaration that the living are more important than the dead, Lyu quickly learned to obey. After all, before joining the Mistress of Fertility, she also had a period of time when I was the night and I was revenge.

What's more, violence is always the most persuasive.

Faced with the power displayed by Roland when he led the way, the people in the tavern didn't even dare to breathe. It would have been fine if they were facing ordinary people, but facing so many fearless adventurers, once they were surrounded, they could only wait to die if they didn't break out immediately.

But in front of Roland, these people were like meat being offered to the chopping block. Liu could not find any words to describe this scene except slaughter.

Every time the sword flashed, a mixture of red and white liquids would splash out, adding a new touch to this hellish scene.

The further he advanced, the heavier his heart felt.

The defense level of Orario's main street is the highest, even more so during festivals, but now, most of those guards are nowhere to be seen, and only some broken armor and powerful zombies mixed in with the corpse crowd prove that they once existed.

From the alleys adjacent to the main street, Ryu could still faintly hear the echo of screams.

Pain, fear, and screaming.

Moreover, the sound comes from more than one direction. In this purgatory-like place, simply being alive is torture. Regardless of race or identity, the sounds made are more or less the same.

Except for Roland, who had been mentally prepared for similar scenes, everyone in the tavern was a little surprised and confused. They were adventurers who had retired, and they had not committed any serious crime and were caught. Seeing such a scene, it was impossible not to be moved.

At this time, Xier remained unusually calm. She looked at Roland's back and did not seem to be frightened by the bloody scene around her. Instead, she showed an excited smile.

There is no more suitable scene than this. In this environment surrounded by the living dead, every time Roland swung his sword, the malice in his heart kept steaming, just like a shining hope.

After a few minutes, the screams around became less and less, except for the occasional roar like that of wild beasts and the sound of limbs tearing each other, accompanied by fierce fighting and desperate wails.

The originally peaceful Orario seemed to have turned into a hell on earth in less than a few minutes.

No, not as if.

Roland raised his head and looked at the dark smoke rising in the distance, which seemed like a declaration of death penalty.

The real hell has come. Even the tragedy that happened in Orario, the center of the world, is just a tiny part of this disaster.

The whole world will fall into chaos and despair.

This is the biggest and worst despairing event in human history.

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"What happened in Orario?"

After they passed the largest wave of zombies and the pressure around them began to ease, Liu asked. She lowered her eyes, revealing a hint of uneasiness, but still maintained the calmness of a warrior.

"Lord Roland, you seem to know some inside information..."

"I do know some truth."

Roland nodded readily.

"But first, I have to correct you. This is not just true for Orario, I'm afraid it's true for the entire world."

"In short, the monsters deep in the dungeon have mutated and are deliberately spreading this virus in the hope of destroying the world. This virus had already begun to spread quietly before I came to Orario, and the monsters' erratic movements are also due to this. Today's God's Meeting is to discuss when to launch a great expedition to completely resolve this threat."

"After all, there is no way to contain it. There are countless people in Orario who are dormant with the virus. The attacks of those monsters should be just a trigger. The virus in the bodies of the attacked people is activated and then destroys their consciousness. From what I just observed, these guys seem to have the same brain circuits as the monsters in the dungeon. Although they can use weapons and will attack people when they see them, they will not rush up if they don't attract their attention."

Roland said as if jokingly.

"From this perspective, if we can resolve this disaster, the feats we gain will probably be enough to level up several times."

Liu fell into silence. Even Mia's mother, the backbone of the tavern, remained silent. Only the silence of death remained.

Liu, who was always calm and steady, trembled a little in the face of this bloody reality.

"Then the world is over, isn't it?"

When Warcraft was raging and people could only rely on heroes to survive, they must have never been in such a desperate situation. Close companions suddenly became monsters that had to be killed, and innocent ordinary people were also moving sources of infection. There was no room for any mercy, not even time to mourn.

"It's probably the same for an ordinary world, but it's not enough to destroy this world."

Roland was not so pessimistic. Although the horror of this zombie crisis was no less than that of the Lost Christmas, there were still obvious differences in the nature of the two.

If the Virus Queen really makes up her mind, anyone infected with the Apocalypse virus will be directly transformed into purple crystals. There will be no need to rely on zombies to activate the latent virus.

But on the way here, Roland still saw many people who were originally latent carriers of the Apocalypse virus and only showed symptoms after being attacked. Before that, they were fine.

From this, we can see that the reason why Orario is so miserable now is entirely because the number of adventurers here far exceeds that of this world. When spreading the news to ordinary people, due to the difference in strength, the efficiency is extremely high. Combined with those agitated monsters, it attracts the attention of most high-level adventurers, making the situation irreversible.

For other countries outside of Orario, they would certainly be overwhelmed at first. But if the source of transmission is only ordinary people and a few adventurers, once the initial wave of infection begins to stabilize and official agencies reorganize their forces and cooperate with organized adventurers to form an army, this disaster will soon be suppressed.

On the contrary, since Orario has a higher combat power, it will be more difficult to suppress them later.

But if one is really determined, it can be decided through a divine meeting.

The seemingly ferocious zombie tide now is mostly composed of low-level adventurers and ordinary residents. Even if there are tens of thousands of them, it is not difficult for level 6 adventurers to annihilate them.

"Roland is right, Liu, don't panic. After discovering the clues, it is difficult for high-level adventurers to get into trouble."

Mia's mother also nodded, agreeing with Roland's statement.

"However, the premise for nothing to go wrong is that... the gods are still alive."

For an outsider like Roland, the existence of the Supreme God was naturally irrelevant, but other adventurers would never have such a relaxed attitude.

Favors come from the magic of gods. Once the main god passes away, the ability value bonus brought by continuous upgrades will be directly sealed. Although you can find other main gods to convert and unseal them later, in such a dangerous situation, adventurers who have lost their ability value are more likely to not survive until this time.

Many years ago, the dark faction of Orario had caused a lot of unrest by targeting gods.

Therefore, rather than establishing a base and maintaining order, the first priority is to ensure the safety of the gods who are meeting in the guild.

"Well, that's enough of the explanation," Roland said as he gradually slowed down the carriage. "Now, it's time to get down to business."

He jumped off his horse, holding Esther in his hand, and stared sharply at the guild stairs in front of him.

Even during the festival, this true center of Orario was still crowded.

What appeared in everyone's sight was a group of monsters infected by the Apocalypse virus.

Most of them were dressed neatly and equipped, holding their weapons tightly in their hands. Many of them were high-level adventurers. In a situation where they could not move freely and destroy the buildings in front of them, a narrow room like the guild was simply an unknown hunting ground. If they were not careful, they might fall into it.

"let me help you."

Mia's mother also jumped out of the car. Even though she was not wearing any formal clothes, her aura could not be underestimated.

"There's no need for that. Just guard the door for me. I don't want to be in a ridiculous situation where I have to fight my way out after I break in."

Although his tone was not serious, he still stopped Mia's mother.

In the battle just now, Roland has fully proved himself.

Whether it was his wisdom in the face of crisis, his strength to break out of a siege, or his calmness in the face of danger, it was clear to Mia's mother that he was by no means a rookie adventurer, but a hero who had already begun to shine.

Roland walked into the guild hall alone.

"Roar---!!!"

Smelling the scent of survivors, these monsters with human appearance let out wild beast-like roars from their throats, instantly causing a commotion.

This is the joy of seeing prey, this is the cry calling for companions, and this is the monster's hatred for humans.

In an instant, Roland raised his sword, but the monster, whose mind had lost its intelligence, had no fear. He pounced towards Roland, and behind him were countless jumping and overlapping shadows.