Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Even if we go outside, what good will that do?

After arriving at the Tower of Babel, the information received from the outside world has shown that it is also a boring hell.

"That damn hero, and Hestia!"

After leaving the city, Apollo could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and revealed an ugly smile.

"Don't think I'll just let this go!"

Apollo, who always thought highly of himself, suffered such humiliation in front of a mortal. Just thinking about it was enough to make him feel irritated and uneasy.

Although he was filled with strong regret, Apollo still did not think he was wrong. He was a god who would definitely succeed. He just had bad luck and met an unsuitable opponent. If there was a next time, he would be more prepared before launching an attack on that hero.

"Just wait for me!"

Apollo stomped the ground angrily and walked towards the end of the forest path.

And deep in the dark shadows, someone responded to his words.

"No need to wait, let's solve it now. I have been coveting you gods who like to stir up trouble for a long time."

"Who?"

When this voice entered Apollo's ears, he was startled at first, then suddenly raised his head and shot an arrow in the direction where the voice came from.

"call out--!"

In an instant, the sharp arrow turned into a stream of light and flew into the shadow, like a phantom traveling through the atmosphere.

Then, the moment it touched the shadow, the sound of the arrow flying disappeared, leaving only the quiet moonlight.

A blue-gray arm wrapped in black clothes firmly grasped the arrow. Under Apollo's astonished gaze, one dark ninja after another emerged from all over the forest path, blocking all his ways.

The ninja who had just caught the arrow just glanced at Apollo with his scarlet eyes as bright as fire, then turned sideways and slowly backed away, kneeling on one knee to greet his eternal master.

"Oh? You can have such sharp archery skills in your mortal state. Are you not as useless as I thought?"

At this time, Apollo realized that a figure had appeared there at some point. The person had a frivolous smile on his face, and teased Apollo, who was nervous. His red pupils, illuminated by the moonlight, were as gorgeous as gemstones.

"You? Sword Hero, haven't you already decided on the punishment?"

Seeing Roland appear, Apollo felt uneasy. He didn't know if it was because of the darkness, but the cold temperament of the other party became even more profound, and there was a hint of evil, without any heroic demeanor.

There was a clear murderous intent in those pupils.

"Of course it's because the punishment hasn't ended yet. The so-called guild's punishment is different from my punishment."

"What do you want to do? Calm down. Although I did do a lot of bad things, if you attack me, the nature of the situation will be completely different!"

Apollo still had hope and kept backing away, trying to persuade Roland.

Killing gods is an absolute taboo in the underworld. Although it is somewhat difficult to do this under the influence of divine power, it is far from a miracle. After all, the gods here are in weakened states, and there is no Pandora's dark sacrifice. Don't even think about gaining divine power by killing gods.

Moreover, the movement and power of the returning gods will directly destroy everything around them. Even the dark faction at the time had to use strategies.

Except for the repatriation between gods, doing such a thing by mortals is considered to be a heinous crime.

But Roland didn't respond at all, he just walked towards him slowly.

"The so-called rules are only prepared for those who cannot survive better if they do not follow the rules, and your rules can no longer bind me."

The growing murderous intent in those arrogant words made Apollo open his eyes in disbelief. No matter how boring the underworld was, it was better than the heaven. Following his instinct, he subconsciously ran towards the back.

Then he was blocked tightly by the human wall formed by the Black Shadow Army and collapsed to the ground.

"Do you really want to kill God?"

Apollo's voice was filled with hysterical madness as he looked at Roland who was approaching step by step.

But the other party just smiled and slowly opened his arms.

The next moment, under the moonlight, the shadow in front of Apollo continued to expand. The sharp claws, the powerful tail, and even the majestic face and the sharp white teeth that appeared inadvertently all revealed a ferocity and dignity that was no less than the power of God.

"God-killing? This word is not enough. It would be more accurate to describe it as slaying."

Roland looked down at Apollo, his pupils flickering slightly. He smiled excitedly at the other's horrified expression, as if he found it interesting.

"You are not a hero at all! You deceived the entire Orario! Where did this evil god come from... No, this power is similar to Kamui, but it is different. Who on earth are you! What do you want to do?"

"Didn't I say it at the beginning? I have been coveting you gods for a long time."

"Eh?"

Before Apollo could react to what Roland meant, he was lifted into the air by the claws and slowly approached Roland's gradually opening mouth, which was as deep as the abyss. With his sharp eyesight, at such a close distance, he could clearly see the interlaced sharp teeth that were created to facilitate chopping things into pieces.

Even an ordinary person can imagine that once bitten by such sharp teeth, they will be cut into pieces without any resistance.

"No, no! You can't do that!"

Apollo struggled hard and burst out with all his divine power, but even so, he could not shake the claws that contained terrifying power in the slightest.

Soon, he was brought to Roland's mouth. When Apollo could smell the bloody evil aura, his desperate and angry roar resounded throughout the forest.

"NO!!!!!"

“——No, it’s no use!”

Faced with these words that the people of the underworld could not understand, Roland responded quickly. Then, under Apollo's horrified gaze, he suddenly closed his mouth and bit off the head of the sun god in one bite!

Chapter 151: Anti-Messiah

"Bah, it tastes really bad."

Roland spat out the residue in his mouth and shook off the body in his hand with disgust.

Apollo couldn't even utter a scream and died so easily. Scarlet blood gushed out from the big hole in his neck like a soda bottle that had been shaken and then the lid was opened.

Looking at the corpse in his hand, Roland did not throw him to the ground immediately, but looked at him quietly.

"Why are you pretending? It's just a fatal injury. Wake up!"

"boom--!"

As if in response to his words, the sound produced by the explosion of huge power suddenly echoed in the night sky. A powerful force suddenly emerged from Apollo's headless body and reached straight to the sky, bringing with it a glare that was bright enough to burn human eyes.

The sound created by this force reached the sky, and even in the forests farther away, a flock of birds were startled and flew away.

A thousand years ago, the gods descended to the earth and began to create a new mythology.

After many battles with the dungeon and reaching a certain tacit understanding, sealing one's own divine power has become a common commandment for all gods.

Whether they are evil gods or good gods, they are all bound by this iron rule. Apart from their own characteristics and knowledge, they have nothing to rely on. Their physical fitness is the same as that of ordinary people. Even ordinary people are theoretically enough to cause fatal damage to gods.

But in fact, apart from the return of the gods planned by the dark faction decades ago, the return of gods has only occurred in the punishment of disasters and war games.

The fundamental reason is that gods cannot die.

Once they suffer a fatal injury, the divine power in their bodies will automatically begin to activate, and burst out with powerful force as they return to heaven. Before returning, even if they do nothing, simply allowing this power to explode is enough to destroy everything around them, not to mention the madmen who attempt to kill God.

And now, what Roland has to face is this essential power.

In the surging light, Apollo's shattered head was directly reborn, and at this moment the light in his eyes was brighter than ever.

At the same time, a huge pulling force was slowly pulling him towards the heaven, and the precepts that sensed the fluctuation of divine power started to activate on their own.

"You lowly fellow! You are just a person from the lower world! Even if you gain similar power, you can never defeat a god!"

The revived Apollo glared at Roland, and a deep stream of light covered Roland's body like a flame.

Even if he used all his strength, he could not disobey the commandments set by the gods. In this state, he could not release the power of his divinity through divine power at will, so he simply used the most direct method.

This was the same way as the magic power released by the heroes. Apollo mercilessly released all the strongest power he could towards Roland.

Except for gods like them, no one can resist this almost omnipotent power. The surging power continues to expand and explode, splashing golden flames on Roland like a volcanic eruption.

A force like a tide gathered in the forest and flattened everything around it. Rocks and trees began to collapse with Roland as the center. The terrifying power distorted the space and made the ground beneath Roland's feet tremble and wail.

The divine power burned and danced wildly, transforming into an extremely oppressive sun flame, which slowly shrank and surrounded Roland in the center, beating like a heart. The power released by Hyacinthus before was not even enough to reach the aftermath of Apollo's splash at this moment.

This enormous force even made Roland's strong body begin to tremble, but now Roland's slightly frowned brows relaxed instead.

"I saw an extremely rare scene..."

The power of God was indeed far beyond his imagination, but it was still within his control.

Then he took a deep breath.

The red magic light turned into tangible gas, flowing in Roland's body like burning lava, making his dragon body cracked like wasteland, with hot blood and fire visible in it.

The next moment, flames filled the sky.

The blinding red gushed out in an overwhelming manner, entangled in the golden sun flames formed by the surrounding divine power in an intoxicating manner.

The violent red color gathered like a tide, trampling everything around it like a chariot. Even the air was wailing miserably under the heat.

"How is it possible? My control over fire..."

Apollo uttered a voice of doubt and confusion, and the blinding red color tore through the night sky continuously. The red and gold flames left a reflection in the sky, piercing through the space like a spear.

Loud roars continued to sound, and the red flames even assimilated the surrounding flames into the same flame as the sun, emitting a majestic and huge roar as it breathed out, as if a giant dragon was roaring constantly, spewing out dragon breath that destroyed all living things.

Although he couldn't use his divine power to create specific attacks, Apollo could still use his own properties to transform his divine power into shining sun fire to burn the underworld. But now, his divine power was no longer under his control!

"wrong……"

But soon, with the help of his current vision, Apollo realized the truth of the matter.

"What is being controlled is not my divine power, but the flame transformed from the divine power!"

"We really don't get along..."

In the dragon shadow transformed by the red waterfall, the Fire Demon exhaled hot breath, and the sound like the beating of a war drum continued to bulge in his chest.

"Who gave you the courage to play with fire in front of me?"

Unlike when he was in Type-Moon, where he had only begun to learn how to use the magic energy of fire, Roland has now begun to learn how to utilize the noble nature of the magic energy.

When the sun's sacred fire came into contact with the demonic energy, his dragon breath naturally combined with this power, as if it had obtained nutrients, and madly absorbed the divine power that made up the flame.

Divine power as powerful as the sea flowed into Roland's body along this strange connection.

Just as he thought, the power of the gods is essentially a very pure energy, it just evolves according to the different nature of each person.

And along with the fire demon energy, this power is constantly flowing into his body and promoting the surge of the fire demon energy.

Compared to the talisman that can slowly recover through the nourishment of the body and soul as long as Roland is still there, the demonic energy that is Roland's origin is a little more difficult to deal with.

The experience points that were previously very useful for the talisman could not even produce a spark after being put into the magic energy. Only stronger firewood could make the magic energy of fire burn fiercely.

Moreover, under the impact of this force, Roland also gained unexpected benefits.

"Crack——!"

The sound of cracking sounded deep in his soul, and then became more and more intense, making a sound like a wail.

A light deeper than the divine power that filled the surroundings flowed out from the cracks in the ten remaining talismans in Roland's body.

Under such a powerful impact, although it has not yet fully recovered, the outer shell of the talisman has begun to gradually crack.

Soon, the twelve kinds of divine power will be truly integrated into this body, allowing Roland to completely get rid of the last unnecessary shackles on himself!

Roland realized this, his eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth stretched into a terrifying arc.

It's time to take control!

"Damn it!"

Apollo, whose face was full of hatred and anger just now, suddenly turned cold. Originally, he was oppressing Roland, but suddenly, the two poles were reversed!

"How dare you take my power... Maniac!"

The divine power that is closely related to life is being extracted at an unimaginable speed. Even gods can clearly feel the coldness and pain of the loss of vitality.

But now he had no power to resist Roland. He could only work harder to mobilize his divine power, letting it flow into Roland's body, in an attempt to completely burst his body.

"What do you think you are doing!?"

Apollo knew that Roland was using his power to slowly recover, so he was unwilling to do this to help others. After all, the power of the gods was not so easy to use. If it was just the scale just now, perhaps the other party could still maintain balance, but what if he released it all in one breath?

At worst, I’ll just die in the underworld.

No god is afraid of death. Even if divine power cannot help them, they will still be reborn after tens of thousands of years.

This is the fundamental reason why the gods regard the underworld as a game.

"Die! Roland!"