Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Even though they have lost their sanity and have become monsters, these guys will not attack their own kind. So, although they are not difficult to deal with individually, their locust-like numbers are the real trouble compared to their individual strength.

They can make countless mistakes, but if the enemy makes a mistake once, the virus will take advantage of the situation and transform them.

But to Roland, these guys in front of him were just moving pieces of meat.

In his eyes, there is no difference between life and death.

"Pfft——!"

Along with the sound of tearing cloth, bright red blood and powerful limbs flew into the air at the same time. The sword light was so fast that it seemed to stop time. Without damaging the buildings, the surrounding area was littered with corpses.

Roland's indifferent and cold eyes swept across the zombies in front of him, and he pursed his lips slightly, just like a king strolling leisurely in his own courtyard, but his voice was as loud as the sound of a bell.

"Too slow, you can just cry for my strength."

Without any pause, he suddenly thrust Esther upwards and, using streamlined force techniques, completely wiped out the zombies in front of him. Then he tilted the tip of the sword slightly, shaking off the accumulated blood on it.

But the zombies without fear still rushed up without knowing why. Even though they could not even pose a threat, they still tried their best to show their tenacity.

The further Roland advanced, the more violent the tide of corpses around him became. He listened to the melodious sound of flesh being torn apart, watched the bloody and cruel scene in front of him, and felt the painful wails of the souls around him.

The evil side of his body was calling out. How long had it been since he had a chance to vent his emotions since he came into this world?

These creatures, whether alive or dead, should show respect to him, but they dare to be so arrogant. Then, he should also repay them with fair judgment.

"Since you can't even cry or fear, then let death decide everything."

Then the dragon opened his mouth.

The sword light, like clear snow, accompanied by a stream of flames, washed over everything around Roland.

"Come! Come! Come! You lowly creatures! Die under my burning divine power!"

Chapter 142 You are a bit too extreme

Deep in the lower level of the guild, in a secluded hall.

A group of gods with elegant temperament and noble status sat around a table in the temple.

Hestia stood by the gate outside the palace, looking out of place with an expectant look.

Next to him, Loki, who was sitting cross-legged, said irritably, "Stop wandering around, little dwarf. This disaster has just begun to ferment. Rescue will not come so quickly. If you really don't want to cause trouble for the children, just stay here obediently."

Although the disaster occurred very suddenly, nothing happened to the gods who were invited to participate in the meeting. On the one hand, it was because the gods who were invited in advance to discuss the Great Crusade were generally normal in strength and character, and would not make any particularly stupid mistakes.

When the first outbreak of infection began, they immediately entered the underground hall under the protection of the guild guards.

The narrow room also became an advantage at this time. After all, the zombies' way of thinking was similar to that of monsters. They would not rush in in a swarm unless there was a particularly loud noise.

The few zombies that find the passage will be directly dealt with by the guards.

However, although the guards were high-level adventurers, their numbers were limited after all. Therefore, after consultation with the gods, they did not break out immediately, but instead used the terrain to wait for rescue.

Beside Hestia, Hephaestus couldn't help but persuade her, "Calm down, Hestia. You are too worried. Your child will definitely have no problem protecting himself, but don't expect too much from him saving you."

"Do you think Roland-kun can't make it through the zombie tide outside?"

Hestia raised her eyebrows, looking a little annoyed.

"Under normal circumstances, this infected adventurer would be unable to stop him, but the situation is different now."

Hephaestus smiled bitterly.

"Even if they are the children of Loki's family, they can't rush over right away because the scope this time is the entire Orario. In order to protect our safety, it is too unsafe to rely on just one team. We must at least find a few teams of the same level to form a team."

She is the god friend with the best relationship with Hestia and the person who knows her best. She knows how much Hestia cares about her family members, but there are some truths that she has to tell Hestia even if she doesn't like to hear them.

"Did you hear that, little guy?"

Loki shook his head casually and looked at Hestia, ready to ask her to behave herself, but before she could speak, a voice interrupted.

"You're right."

The heavy door burst open, and under the nervous gaze of the gods, a young man walked out from the shadows under the door.

"If it weren't for such a narrow environment, even if the number of these guys doubled, I wouldn't have left so many survivors."

The young man had a head of disheveled black hair and a pair of bright and lively red eyes that seemed to be a quietly burning flame. However, when looking into his eyes, one did not feel any heat, only cold fear and uneasiness.

He has a well-proportioned appearance and is the type that easily attracts people. This dangerous and mysterious temperament is more fatally attractive than simple handsomeness.

His figure was tall and slender, and every step he took seemed to contain some kind of rhythm, as if he was not crossing a dangerous tide of zombies to come to the rescue, but was leisurely strolling like a noble in his own back garden.

Behind the young man was a path burning with blood and fire.

"Roland-kun!"

Hestia cried out in surprise and hurried over to check on his condition. She heaved a sigh of relief when she found that although there were burning bloodstains behind him, there was no blood on Roland's body.

"Don't worry, Hestia, this isn't my blood. There are just too many zombies out there."

Hephaestus looked at Roland with astonishment. Not to mention being injured, he didn't even have any blood on him from the battle. This was a completely different concept. It didn't even seem like he had consumed any physical strength.

What exactly happened outside?

"I didn't expect that you would be the first to rescue us," Loki, who had been acting nervous, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Roland, admiring his calm and composed look, and said deliberately.

"I really want you more and more. If you are willing to join Loki's family, I won't care even if something really happened between you and Ai Si. How about it?"

"Airport! Don't bring up that Warren guy!"

Hearing Loki's words, Hestia, whose eyes were full of tears just now, suddenly became furious and hugged Roland's arm tightly.

"Don't be ridiculous. I don't want to clean up your mess every day."

Roland ignored Loki's teasing and turned to look outside the door.

"Although I have cleared out all the zombies outside, you should leave as soon as possible. If you don't find a safe base, you gods will only be a drag."

"What a cold statement. So mean and hurtful."

Loki followed Roland without any guard, as if he had completely ignored how unbelievable it was that Roland could kill all the zombies by himself.

However, as one of the de facto rulers of Orario, Loki acted in such a trusting manner, the other gods did not question anything at this time and followed him out.

It was not until they returned to the guild from the underground palace that the gods understood the source of Roland's confidence.

The horde of zombies that had previously patrolled the guild like wild beasts in their territory had now disappeared without a trace, and even their equipment and weapons were gone. Except for the purple crystals scattered everywhere like torches, burning with bloody flames, the guild looked extremely clean, as if it had just been cleaned.

Based on the number of torches, one could clearly see Roland's route, and the gods walked along this wide path straight to the outside of the guild.

Then, what came into their sight was the hellish Orario.

Faced with this situation, even the proud gods could no longer look down on it all. Orario was their home and a monument that recorded the history of the gods, but now, most of the stories passed down by word of mouth had disappeared with the death of the people.

"how come?"

"Olario, this is impossible..."

The well-informed gods couldn't help but exclaim in shock at this tragic scene. Hestia's eyes were filled with tears, and she subconsciously covered her mouth.

"Tsk..."

Even the cynical Loki spat in dissatisfaction. She subconsciously turned her head to look at Roland next to her. The other party tilted his head without any negative emotion in his eyes.

It was as if he was born for this.

Heroes and disaster, despair and hope, are the best combination.

Looking at the adventurers and carriages below the guild, as well as the sparse zombies, Loki had to admit that the guild's move to push Roland forward was a stroke of luck, even though it was an unintentional move before, to be able to take a step ahead in such a critical situation.

"Where are we going next? It's impossible for a high-ranking adventurer to get into trouble. If we want to retake Orario, we must first find a suitable base with supplies to use as a banner to attract the children. Sword Hero, you should have thought about it, right?"

Roland glanced at Loki in surprise. He didn't expect that she would take the initiative to call him a hero, but he didn't hide it.

"The Tower of Babel."

There is no more suitable base than this. As the last supply point for all adventurers, the supplies inside are not only abundant but also varied, including weapons, equipment, food, medicine and drinking water.

It itself is the most conspicuous building in Orario. It is located in the center of the city. As long as a signal is sent, it can be seen clearly no matter where in Orario.

"Then let's get started," Loki nodded and slowly closed his eyes. "Don't be careless, hero. What happened in the guild just now was just an appetizer. What we're going to do with all the zombies in Orario next will be the real hell."

Roland did not reply, but waited until all the gods got on the bus before he took the initiative to walk in front to lead the way. In the free time just now, he had tried it and found that the horse spell had no effect on the zombies that had lost their human will and were covered with crystals.

This puzzled Roland. Although zombies could no longer be called human beings, unlike the T virus in Resident Evil, their transformation was obviously accomplished by relying on the Apocalypse virus.

While the virus is still attached to the body, this transformation can be interrupted or even cured.

Roland had secretly experimented with this before when he was working with the guild to find the infected in Orario. At that time, there was also a being with the same level of infection as these zombies, but the horse spell could still cure his symptoms. Why didn't it work today?

If it was the complete form of the Apocalypse virus, that is, the entire body was crystallized and it was completely unable to recover to the terminal state, Roland could still understand it. After all, the ability of the horse talisman was to expel external forces from the body, and it would have no effect on the change of the life form itself.

It's like it can expel petrification but cannot restore a person who has been transformed into a child by magic to adulthood, because from the perspective of divine power, his original state has not been destroyed or damaged, only his life form has changed.

The same is true for the Apocalypse virus. When it is fully crystallized at the end, the life forms of the infected have been changed. Their souls have turned into crystals and they live in this world in a special way.

Roland could understand that this condition was incurable, but before the balance between the body and the soul was broken, this was just a simple virus and there was no reason why it wouldn't work.

This change directly targeting the Contract Spirit itself reminded Roland of his unexpected discovery during his time with Type-Moon.

In a world, the number of contracted spirits may be far more than one, just like the Soul of the Holy Lord and the Divine Throne, the appearance of contracted spirits is completely irregular.

Previous experiments on the power of the talisman also allowed Roland to confirm his guess again.

"There is a second spirit."

However, unlike Type-Moon, the nature and power of these two contract spirits are probably very similar, which is why such an effect can occur. Today's disaster may indeed be caused by the Virus Queen, but this scene of swarms of zombies is probably not caused by her, but by another contract spirit who is trying to lay eggs by borrowing chickens.

How could the combination of psychic energy and the Apocalypse virus produce such a suitable effect? ​​And the zombies were in the same state as the monsters in the dungeon...

Roland had a vague feeling that he was about to catch something, but he was missing some key evidence.

More experiments are needed...

Before that, if this disaster is really out of control, the scale of the divine wine has already covered more than half of the world. At worst, he will launch the Apocalypse as the evil of mankind and directly overturn the table. Since you don't let me eat souls, then let mankind perish directly. No one should eat!

"boom--"

Just like that, after a short run, Roland pushed open the door of the Tower of Babel.

"call……"

Although Roland was the main force in the battle and the gods did not fight at all, their performances were much more miserable. Several female gods simply sat on the ground without any reserve, gasping for breath and showing incredible expressions.

For gods, it is also a very thrilling and terrifying experience to shuttle through the bloody zombies.

Without Roland's orders, the remaining adventurers in the tavern spontaneously began to clean up the remaining zombies inside, and sent signals from the tower to notify the survivors.

By the time they had cleared out the remaining threats, the first group of adventurers who had received the signal arrived.

It was the core member of Loki's family. After briefly visiting the main god, Finn walked over with a serious face.

This guy, who is not tall but always looks very reliable, now has a heavy look on his face.

"The situation in other areas of Orario is relatively simple, but the situation in the arena is completely out of control."

Finn paused, looking as if he was struggling.

"It seems that the source of the infected came from there. The Ganesha clan wanted to maintain order at first, but in the end they couldn't control it and could only escape with some gods and the remaining remnants of the clan. The zombies there were piled up due to the crowds, and their quality was much higher than that of ordinary zombies. Because they were the first to come into contact with them, many level 2 and 3 adventurers were not spared."

"Now they are stopped by the obstacles set up by the Ganesha clan before they left. It's not far from the city gate. With such a large number, I'm afraid they will spread directly beyond Orario. This time, this disaster may never end."

"So, Finn, what are your plans?"

Roland raised an eyebrow, as if realizing what Finn was trying to say.

"The magic team of Loki's family is right next to us. With the help of Livilia's magic, we can destroy the main group of zombies in one blow and resolve this crisis in advance."

Finn's face twisted in pain. "But this may affect the survivors who are still in the building. If we don't do this, we will suffer greater casualties and may not have the energy to deal with the threat to the dungeon."

Faced with this rational and emotional choice, he grabbed his blond hair with one hand and bit his thumb in annoyance with the other.

"So, I want your advice."

Hearing these words, Roland waved his hand with a hint of disdain and said, "

-Finn, you're taking this a bit too far."

Chapter 143 The Amazing Demon Who Loves Life

"Am I a little too extreme?"

"Exactly."