Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen - Chapter 308

Chapter 306: The Final Dragon’s Collapse

The galloping thunder with roaring flames tore the night apart at a speed that made the void tremble, leaving a ring-shaped scar on the surface of the planet.

After smashing an unknown number of peaks, Hatirem’s huge body fell from the sky and hit the ground like a cannonball. The trajectory of the dragon’s fall was like a majestic pillar of light, penetrating the sky and the earth.

The moment the surging energy hit the ground, countless long scarlet snakes splashed out, radiating around like water splashes.

What followed was the ground shaking due to the dragon’s roar, and the sharp claws waving randomly carved deep marks on the dark space.

The reason why the Final Dragon, known as the Final Dragon, can behave like a wild beast is entirely because this battle is too frustrating.

In a battle where the winner cannot be determined immediately, the slight gap between abilities of the same type will be magnified.

Hatirem, whose speed has been suppressed, will face a violent storm of attacks after reaching the limit, until all his muscles and bones are broken, and then he will be killed by a single blow.

The crack in the sky that relies on the self-repair of the planet can no longer be healed. The crack in the crown is the number of reincarnations Hatirem has experienced.

“Kid!”

Hatirem roared angrily, and the originally peaceful pupils were completely replaced by anger. It struggled to raise its head and looked at the culprit in the sky.

That was a young man wrapped in blood-red divine light, and his pupils shone with the same noble color as the glow of power. No matter how many times he experienced it, Hatirem could never escape from that fate that was as inescapable as fate. He raised his head from the pressure.

From the eyes that couldn’t see any emotion and only regarded himself as something that must be obtained, full of cruelty and indifference, Hatirem only felt a deep humiliation.

Even Artosh, who allowed himself to accept his fate willingly, had never looked at him with such a detached eyes, nor could he make himself feel fear.

It is the original dragon spirit species, the most perfect creature in the world. It is a miracle that was born from the remains of the divine species in the creation of the world and cannot be replicated again.

Although it is not a divine species, no god dares to despise it, because if the divine essence that created the world is not destined to disappear after completing its mission and cannot be born as an independent individual, it should be the strongest existence.

However, this newly rising pride could not last long, as the light of destruction falling from the sky knocked Hatirem back to reality.

Without the help of external objects, its proud scales and body became fragmented again.

In terms of output level, Roland is even better than him. Hatirem has experienced this deeply through hundreds of deaths in the past.

But the pride of the original dragon prevented it from bowing its head. After suppressing the fear and anxiety in its heart, it roared again.

“It’s useless! Roland, no matter how many times I die, I will never give in!”

“Even if you use the power from another world to make up for your shortcomings, we are still standing on the same position!”

After the death of the dragon spirit species, only the hardest dragon bones will be left behind, but under Roland’s attack, Hatirem, who was not even left with any residue, was still able to make a clear sound.

Although it is a bit ridiculous to say such cowardly words with the most arrogant attitude, Hatirem is not arrogant.

Because after the blood-red vortex ended, its figure reappeared in the center of the evaporated hollow.

The unscathed body flashed in the sunlight. It was purer than the ocean glaciers, with dragon scales that could not even see the traces of being attacked.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was full of knowledge and understood everything in his eyes, there was a bit of lust and inner lust in his eyes, which would almost make people doubt whether his attack had any effect on Hatirem.

The Final Dragon, which can be restored from its past and future states at any time, has more than simple immortality. It is absolutely impossible to kill it without a special attack.

Hatirem, who was freed from the restraints, immediately made a defensive posture. However, Roland had no intention of continuing to take action. He just glanced at it calmly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Faced with this performance, Hatirem felt confused for a moment, and then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes involuntarily.

Did the other party finally realize that this behavior was just useless?

That terrifying attack is indeed extremely powerful, and each time it can kill many of his own time remnants, but compared to the tens of thousands of years it has experienced in the past, and the ever-increasing future, it will take him to die completely. It’s still very early.

But soon, this thought was interrupted by a figure coming from a distance.

When he discovered that Roland had a slight smile on his lips because of the other party’s appearance, an incredible idea arose in Hatirem’s heart.

“Could it be…are you actually waiting for the audience?”

Boundless anger and humiliation filled Hatirem’s heart, causing it to let out a roar that shook the sky.

“It’s natural. Compared with Artosh who has been peeking from the sky, it would be more interesting for a beautiful girl who suits my taste to witness this scene.”

Hearing Hatirem’s words, Roland glanced at it with a strange look, as if this was not obvious.

This shameless attitude gave Hatirem the illusion that he was too old-fashioned. However, after understanding the meaning behind Roland’s behavior, it also shouted angrily.

“Don’t act like you have victory in your hands. Do you think you can kill me?”

“if not?”

Roland’s tone was calm and full of the flavor of what should be said.

“You have lost your will to challenge and stopped moving forward. You can no longer be called an opponent. At best, you are just a stepping stone to establish my throne.”

Although he was initially curious about whether the Final Dragon had the same mutation as Veleslana, after seeing it with his own eyes, Roland lost interest in it and only regarded it as a ladder that must be stepped on.

Until today, Roland has experienced many unknown enemies. They vary in strength. Some are just magicians driven by obsession, and some are evil gods who can bring destruction to all life on the planet. But even so, he is still equal. Think of it as an opponent.

No matter what, as long as they have characteristics that can make them move forward and can make up for their shortcomings, Roland will give them equal respect, whether they are bonded spirits or mortals.

But what about Hatirem?

It is the strongest dragon of time. It knows the outcome before its fate arrives, and finally chooses to adapt.

Such behavior is correct for a being bound in the web, but it is terribly wrong.

Facing a powerful enemy like Artosh, Hatirem actually gave up resistance and chose to die directly.

Now that you realize that you are not the strongest, but the weak, shouldn’t you continue to challenge forward? Rather, it should be as happy as Veleslana when it realizes that there is an unsurpassable strongest one.

“Poor dragon, the reason why Artex doesn’t kill you, and the reason why Veleslana thinks he will definitely defeat you, is probably because of this. You are just a vessel with the reputation of being the strongest, and sooner or later you will be taken away. There is no need to be afraid of anything.”

Roland stared at Hatirem with indifferent eyes and sighed.

“Since you have escaped your original fate, you should seize everything you can in your new life and launch a challenge. Waiting for the unknown like me? That is just a reason for you to feel at ease and continue to slack off.

“Hattirem, in these fifteen thousand years, you have been nothing but a free coward, so you will definitely die in my hands.”

Roland didn’t think that putting himself in Hatirem’s position would be able to escape its fate of death, but there was only one thing he could be sure of. Even if he died, his process would be better than that of Hatirem sitting in a defeated place. Mu is much stronger.

If you know it, don’t you resist?

Then such dragons are not as good as Emiya and his son. They may be stunned, but they are more like fighters than Hatirem.

Some original dragons can control their own time but still dare not challenge fate. Some vampires can only stop for five seconds and want to rule the world, even surpassing fate itself.

This has nothing to do with strength, just desire. After experiencing so many worlds, the reason why Roland chose to move on is precisely because he wants to witness the scenery of more worlds, and… he hates those things that have turned into nutrients and been alienated by time. Faith, just a character who has lost himself.

He never wants to end up like that, so no matter what happens ahead, he must move forward.

“Roland!”

Feeling the contempt from the heart, Hatirem gritted his teeth and roared when he was poked at the painful spot.

“I didn’t want to do this! This kind of move means that I have reached the end of my skills, and it means that you have achieved something that even Artex has not been able to do. But now, dignity and attitude no longer matter, I am going to kill you!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jibril, who had not arrived from far away, hurriedly returned to the original route.

Because at this moment, Hatirem took a deep breath.

Different from the power of the previous word spirit that moved the heavens and the earth, what gathered in Hatirem’s mouth was just a torrent of light that was tens of meters long.

But the terrifying aura exuded by this blow was far greater than before.

If the Flügel’s Sky Strike is to fully release the God of War’s spells and use all the energy in exchange for a killing blow, then Beng Roar is a Sky Strike that is unique to the Dragon Elf and is even better.

At the cost of burning life, the container itself is damaged, so that the power of the past and the future can be superimposed at this moment as much as possible, thus releasing a decisive blow that can even change the shape of the star.

Although Hatirem can avoid the disadvantages of death, the essence of this attack is still to use his time remnants to exchange for power. It is a unique skill that can only be achieved by using one’s life.

Hatirem never showed the true nature of this move before his death, because no matter what kind of enemy he was, he would always respect the power of Knowing the Future, and it never received any slights.

But now, Hatirem, whose guard was broken by Roland’s speech, no longer cared about so much.

Its will turned into substance, and it sneered at Roland: “With this blow, even the God of War who has been entangled with me for a long time will be shaken, and even the wings of the hunting god will collapse.”

“Arrogant fanatic, I know it can’t kill you, but kid, just feel the pain and anger I suffered when I was killed!”

After being killed so many times by Roland, Hatirem also summed up a lot of experience.

It is two extremes from Roland’s control of time. Externally, Roland uses the universe as a scale to make time go backwards, accelerates, and even stops. Using himself as a scale, he can have eternal life, and draw endless energy through time, and restrain himself. Gain power far beyond your limits.

Although both can gain part of the other’s domain through the extension of authority, such as Roland constricting the future and Hatirem stopping time in part of the space, during battle, no matter how you look at it, they can offset Roland’s external control of time. But Hatirem, who has gained instant combat power, is relatively powerful.

Because of this, Hatirem had an inexplicable confidence when facing Roland.

Even if the opponent is stronger than him, the gap is not irreparable if he uses Bengxiao.

Other than that, it’s simply unbeatable.

Infinite energy and immortality make it invincible in battles of attrition.

But when Roland killed him for the twelfth time, Hatirem’s thoughts were still shaken.

It vaguely noticed that Roland also seemed to have a perpetual motion machine. Every time he released such terrifying attacks, they never ran out. Moreover, unlike it, which could only rely on its body as an output port, the output of Roland’s perpetual motion machine seemed to be higher than his. Much stronger.

In this case, the so-called tug-of-war naturally turned into a unilateral beating.

However, Hatirem still did not lose confidence.

After all, although being beaten like this is very annoying, it also means that Roland has no way to win with one blow.

He upholds the power of concepts, but the concepts he holds do not restrain it.

Artosh’s strongest power can burn time, leaving it unable to escape. Veleslana’s sword can seal its authority, and then use its rich means, such as the orders of the boy’s incarnation, to fight against the Dragon Essence. Wait, fighting it will result in lose-lose situations.

But Roland is different. He is very special. He holds eternity and time at the same time. But in this way, just being powerful cannot make Hatirem despair.

“If you want to be resentful, then resent that you are not a privileged monster like Arteo and Veleslana!”

Along with the roar, the light in Hatirem’s mouth began to twist, expand, and then quickly exploded.

For a moment, the blazing light obscured everything, and the magnificent beam of light pierced the sky and flashed loudly.

However–

“boom–“

The boiling heat flow mixed with a hurricane like a tsunami, surrounded by pure energy, flowed backwards like a waterfall, rushing in all directions, just because Roland gently raised his hand.

There wasn’t even that weird blood-red stance, and he couldn’t feel that he was exerting force.

But the roar of Hatirem at the cost of life and time gradually shattered in the hand that gradually tightened its grip.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

Zhong Long exclaimed in disbelief and looked at Roland with some fear.

Even if its roar is just the aftermath, it will not be so weak.

What the hell did Roland do?

But for some reason, Hatirem didn’t want to explore the answer to this question at this moment. At this moment, he was filled with a fear that he had never felt even in Artosh.

Driven by the suffocation that filled its soul, it just wanted to leave this terrifying existence.

However, the movement of time and space that he subconsciously drove did not receive a response. This was not because its body froze, but because it gave up its body immediately and chose to use its instinct to repel time and space to escape. After it became silent and stopped, time, like a butterfly in a cage.

“You said before…we are equal, right?”

Roland sneered, his eyes still calm, and he whispered indifferently.

“Only this conclusion is completely wrong. Not only you, but also Veleslana and even Arteo are not qualified to be equal to me.”

“As for the so-called resentment, it is even more ridiculous, because there is no reason to support my such emotions.”

Suddenly, Roland calmly stretched out his hand, took off a silver ring from his fingertips, and gently threw it towards Hatirem.

“After all – my privilege is far above theirs.”