Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

After breaking into the atmosphere, Roland could only see the bright starry sky.

Because the environment of the universe and the constraints of gravity had no impact on him, compared to the loneliness and other emotions he had seen in books, Roland just sighed instinctively when he witnessed this scene.

"it's beautiful……"

Putting himself in the vast universe, looking at the boundless stars, watching the planet under his feet gradually getting farther away, even Roland felt an indescribable feeling of shock in his heart.

When he was in Xingyue, he had the deeds of turning the planet into something in the palm of his hand and the universe as a courtyard, but his tricks at that time were more like controlling the game characters through the screen.

After personally realizing the vastness of this universe, I was left with mixed emotions of awe, emotion, and greed.

Roland stopped moving forward and looked back at the planet below. Although it was not that beautiful blue, the elves and vitality flowing on it made the destroyed blood-red color a strange embellishment.

"Compared with it, even the sun is like rubbish. No wonder all the gods will die for the throne of the only god."

Every time after breaking away from the constraints of an environment, before the subsequent monotony comes, the first thing that appears in a person's mind must be the novelty that breaks all the original narrow concepts.

Roland can never tire of traveling around the world. This sense of novelty is an indispensable and important factor. When he realizes that he is not unique and is just a drop in the ocean in the universe, his ambition and desire will expand and become the source of progress. .

Thinking about it this way, it is not groundless for a certain commander-in-chief to say that human souls are bound by gravity.

Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but smile. Although it was strange to think like this before a life-and-death battle, there was nothing to be ashamed of.

This is completely opposite to the previous contemptuous attitude of always letting the enemy find opportunities in every possible way and then slowly crushing them all. It is proof that Roland is serious.

"Master, the reaction of the divine marrow has been observed, please be more serious."

Hubie's voice sounded helpless, "The Ex-Machine network can only be analyzed based on what you observe, and every moment is very precious."

The previous act of using the power of the Ex-Machina to release the Divine Strike was not Roland's whim provocation, but an attempt to connect to the Ex-Machina's network and utilize their analytical capabilities.

Arrogance and self-confidence are, in the final analysis, two different things. The so-called courage is the light that shines when there is no way out, rather than deliberately giving up the available means to pretend to be fair. That is not even hypocrisy, at most it is It can only be called stupid.

When Roland landed on the moon's surface, he was greeted by a huge man.

Although there is nothing about the God of War in the Ex-Machina information, even without comparing it, one can tell that he still has an overwhelming sense of presence in the silent universe.

Except for the golden light in his eyes, there is no way to see the dividing line between the pupils and the whites of the eyes. He has ferocious eyes. Facing Roland, who has taken all races and the remaining gods under his command, he can still show an unruly attitude. He will only There is one.

The divine species, Artesiu.

He is the biggest enemy Roland has ever encountered.

Although the body size is only about twice that of Roland in human form, the quality is completely different.

Roland stared at Artesio and narrowed his eyes slightly.

too big.

If one's own gravity is just a mountain, then Artesio is a mountain range.

The completely different qualities make it stressful to even look at him, let alone using tricks like stopping time.

"Roland, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As if to verify Roland's idea, Artosh, who made the space shake with just one sentence, looked at Roland who fell calmly, and let out a hearty laugh that shocked time.

With just a simple movement, Artexu created a space-time force field that was far more terrifying than the Final Dragon.

But after this period of fighting, Roland has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. No matter what kind of world he is in, the only thing he can rely on in the end is his own strength.

In the face of that pressure, life itself may simply lose the will to fight. Even the ultimate creature standing at the top cannot escape the suffocating feeling that lingers around its throat.

Fortunately, Roland stopped being a human being a long time ago, but even so, when Artexu looked at him, he still felt as if his limbs were being shackled with heavy shackles.

"Ever since I came to this world, everyone seems to have said this. I am not a savior who survives the catastrophe. Such a welcome is really subtle."

Roland raised his eyebrows and chuckled. The force field that had been restrained on his body suddenly expanded, revealing all the essence hidden in his body, allowing the distorted time and space to become balanced again.

"Well, that may be the case for you, but for me, it has been a long, long time ago to have an opponent on the same level."

When he was just born, Artosh had experienced a few passable battles, but since he became the strongest, the battles have turned into brutal killings.

Being the strongest without challengers is meaningless.

"There has never been anyone who can answer the questions in my heart, so you are my only hope."

Artesio said in a deep voice.

"The only one who can answer the question of the strongest who is famous throughout the three thousand worlds is the strongest. So, please tell me, the unknown who came from another world and took away the strongest, what is {the strongest}?"

"That's a great question, but unfortunately I don't know."

Roland thought briefly for a while and then broke the silence.

It is not that he has not thought of the answer to this question. Not to mention the thousands of worlds connected by the Key of All Spirits, even if it is just the contracted spirits he has seen, many can bear the title of the strongest in the world to which they belong.

He even has the experience of using the future realm, but even the kind of power that controls the galaxy and the universe in the palm of his hand, can he be called the strongest?

Roland didn't think so, but for the level above, the description he could think of was nothing more than flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, so he could only admit his shortcomings.

"After all, I am a weakling. Regarding this question, as the strongest, you are the one closest to the answer."

"I can't answer, because you can't add more wine to a full wine glass, just like the theorem itself can't prove the theorem."

Artexu's eyes trembled slightly, and his tone was a little cold, as if he was recalling something unpleasant.

"Ever since I became the strongest, no matter whether they are idiots claiming God's name in front of me, or the bastards who gather the strength of the entire clan, no matter how strong or weak they are, I will destroy them all with just one blow."

Where are you from Saitama?

Roland suppressed the desire to complain in his heart and suddenly sympathized with Artex.

If you don't know what it means to be weak, you won't know what it means to be strong. Just like if you don't have the strength of black energy, you won't have the hair of righteousness. Having only strong Artesio means that you are innately incomplete.

Having the power to destroy anyone with one punch is a gift from God for ordinary people.

But for the gods whose concept is war, they need to constantly hone their souls of struggle between life and death. Living in such an environment is probably no different from hell.

Being invincible also means being unable to get any answers and falling into an endless cycle.

"However, it is not impossible."

"how you said that?"

The God of War asked again, and Roland answered with a smile.

"The only people who can define and understand the strongest are the weak, and only those who dare to challenge the strong can prove the meaning of the strongest. Therefore, you only need to lose in my hands, can't you understand what the strongest is?"

"Impossible, because I will never lose to you."

Artosh showed a deeply disappointed expression. He glared at Roland, but under such power, Roland just gently raised his hand, letting the bloody cross turn over in his hand, weaving it into a handle that would bring victory. The scarlet spear of divine slaying.

"That's right, compared to you, my strength is nothing. Even my own intuition tells me that I can't defeat you."

The bloody light was like a beating arc, filling the body of Longinus' gun bit by bit. Roland raised it high and was ready to throw it.

"However - because of this, I can conclude that you will definitely be defeated by me. At that time, you will know what is strong and what is weak."

The next moment, the huge red meteor burst out with a loud roar like a thunderous explosion, reflecting the ethereal vacuum with a bit of red, and falling like a comet!

"Yeah?"

Artexu groaned, staring at the red spear that was shooting at him, with a hint of indifference in his voice.

The cold voice ignored the scale of time, as if it was imprisoned. Before the tip of the gun touched himself, he also raised his hand and gave his own evaluation.

"Idiots are just dreaming, I will always be invincible and stand on the supreme throne."

This is like a declaration and a theorem of expansion.

The moment Artexu finished speaking, Roland's pupils suddenly shrank.

In his field of vision, although Artosh's body did not change, the ball of light symbolizing his mass increased rapidly at an almost cruel speed.

As if out of nowhere, the red meteor collided with the spreading silver wave.

Then, as if a god opened his eyes from the void, Roland's figure continued to fall, and there was only a white light left in his eyes, as if he was blind.

But the elves around him who almost replaced the existence of particles were enough for Roland to realize the clear and indifferent fact.

It wasn’t that his vision was affected;

——Artexu's increased power has surpassed the planet and enveloped it within it.