Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen - Chapter 323 Punishment for Bad Boys

Weak.

From the shocked expression that flashed across Azriel’s face, it was clear how rare this comment was for her.

Although it was nominally used as a weapon to assist the Lord God in his fight for the throne of the only God, as the closest confidant to Artosh, Azrael understood that as long as the Lord God wanted to, it was just a matter of a thought.

Therefore, she tried hard to share Artesio’s worries and prove her worth as much as possible.

Before inferior races like monsters appeared, she was already the nightmare of many races, from the giant race to the dragon elf race, to the fantasy race, and in the end, even the god race became her achievement.

Even the Dragon King, the God of Victory, would use the title Wings of the God of War to show respect for her, but now, she was actually given the title of Weakness, which only lower races like the Forest Elves and Goblins have. title?

“Sky strike!”

Rick, who had already been running far away, heard the words that were like a judgment, and his face turned pale instantly. In front of that extremely brutal killer, who had no means to break it, even if he had ninety-nine lives, he would not be able to kill him. Totally not enough.

Just escaping from the energy vortex in the aftermath of this move would probably give up most of the chances of resurrection here.

This game must be played with the goal of surviving until God Roland saves himself.

Just as Rick clenched the spiritual equipment in his hand, quickly turned his mind, thinking about ways to survive in death, and waited for death to come, there was no unnecessary sound.

He looked behind him in confusion, his pupils shrinking.

Azrael waved her right hand in the sky. When the light disappeared from her raised hand, what was released was not a sky strike in the form of a beam of light. Instead, it spread directly to all directions, instantly destroying Roland and Jibril. The darkness surrounding the figure.

From Rick’s perspective, Roland seemed to be trapped in a black ball.

Azrael noticed Rick’s looking back, but she had no time to erase it altogether. She just quietly felt the fluctuations of the invisible elves and space, and manipulated the power.

Although Sky Strike is synonymous with Flügel, Azrael has always believed that her sisters don’t know how to use power at all. Maybe they are contemptuous, or they are powerless, but it still cannot change the fact that their Sky Strike is a waste of power. .

When such a huge spirit is gathered together and released in the form of a beam, it will not only waste unnecessary power in the process, but also release the energy that escapes later in the form of uncontrollable aftermath.

This kind of efficiency is too low. If you want to maximize the power of the sky strike, you don’t need to restrain it, but directly release it to detonate it.

As for the problem of causing the aiming head to malfunction, wouldn’t it be enough to just use a confined space to move the enemy together with the Sky Strike?

The sky strike will be infinitely reflected and amplified in a closed space without any waste, and may even explode with power that exceeds the energy itself.

Compression plus explosion, this is a very simple principle.

But even with the Flügel’s talent, it is extremely difficult to replicate this move. Therefore, Azrael is still the only one who can use this move so far.

From the perspective of the Flügel, this can also be called a sure-kill move.

Because even if he knew in advance, there was nothing he could do about this move. Therefore, even after Jibril was born, Azriel’s character changed towards the role of a fool. Many companions still hold her against her to this day. There is deep fear.

Although Azrael had weakened to the point of becoming a young girl, her smile and eyes were still extremely cold, and she exuded a strange and terrifying aura.

Although one’s own family knows one’s own affairs, this inevitable death is terrible, but if one does not hold an absolute concept, there will inevitably be flaws in some aspects.

A blow that is confined to a closed space cannot affect enemies stronger than itself. Species that are stronger than Flügel, such as fantasy species or divine species, can tear apart the space.

Even if Azrael is special, the process can only take a while longer at most.

Moreover, in addition to tearing apart space, you can also escape by using time transfer. Even if the cost is much greater than usual, the feasibility of this method has been proven by Jibril herself.

“Little Jeep, thank you for teaching your sister a lesson, meow.”

Azriel looked at her back with lingering fear, fearing that another figure would appear there and hit her chest directly.

Since the last time Jibril used time and space to make a move, Azrael has begun to improve her own moves. After all, the purpose of this move is just to prevent the possibility of executing her own kind, and does not take into account the possibility of targeting the strong. Condition.

However, even though it was an improvement, it didn’t take much effort on her part.

After all, she doesn’t need to consider the size of the damage at all, she just needs to work hard on the sure hit.

As the number one individual, Azrael still has four times the amount of magic power stored in Jibril, who was created by the Lord God when he was at his strongest.

This is not only because she is the origin of the Flügel, but also because Artosh’s intention at that time was to create a “perfect” existence.

This concept gave Azriel many shortcomings, fear of failure and fear of exploring the unknown. This makes her unable to understand the cause of the loss, let alone learn, a fact that, combined with a common spiritual connection with Abant Heim himself, results in her lacking personal temperament, creativity and most importantly awareness .

But precisely because of this, she is also the purest.

For Artosh at that time, he was the only perfect reference, so Azrael had extraordinary control, unusually powerful strength, and terrifying combat intuition.

She itself symbolizes Artosh’s serious release move at that time.

Although he did not use all his strength, Artosh was extremely focused and serious in his attitude and state of mind in this move.

Therefore, compared to the companions who need to gather together to regain the power of the God of War, Azriel’s sky strike alone is enough to pierce the marrow of the divine species.

The moment the sealed space was formed, it naturally began to disintegrate along with the fluctuations that shook the void, making a thunderous roar.

This was not because Roland inside made any resistance, but because Azrael took the initiative to use space as a carrier, allowing the energy that shattered the sky and earth to crush it and explode.

Since the enemy plans to escape from space, wouldn’t it be enough to simply give up the plan to increase the power of Sky Strike and use space as a bomb to spread together with Sky Strike?

In the case of space collapse, time and space transfer has naturally become a delusion. His own power is enough to shake the planet. If such power still cannot kill the enemy, it will be useless to be stronger.

It is better to focus on unleashing the realm that Master Artosh had in the past. Even the gods cannot defend against attacks. If you are lucky, you may die together, but if you are not lucky, you may leave irreversible injuries to the enemy.

As if to vent her anger, Azrael waved her hand down bitterly, and then suddenly made a fist, as if she had already held Roland’s heart in her hand.

“I’m sorry, little Jeep… Even if you are affected, I can’t show any mercy to you, sister.”

——Having said that, Azrael has no way to stop this move. Sky Strike is a move that turns everything that makes up itself into nerves connecting the Elf Corridor, thereby releasing all the power it draws and sweeping across all things. hit.

To maintain this state, even Azrael would not be able to control it for a long time.

However, she is still very confident now. Although she will lose without any suspense with just one blow, it should be easy to make the other party leave a deep memory or take the little Jeep to hell with her. , and then just wait for the enemy to completely bury themselves with their anger after their plans were disrupted.

Hey hey… It’s not an unacceptable ending to die together with Little Jeep.

Azriel giggled, savoring the sudden happiness carefully, dancing like a child – no, she was a child now.

However, things don’t always develop the way she wants.

The technique she was proud of was ineffective when it was about to explode the space, and was broken through by Roland who emerged from it.

In other words, completely disappeared.

This is not assimilated and disappeared like a river merging into the ocean, but there is not even an explosion of energy.

Even though Azriel continued to expand her perception, she didn’t feel the result of the increase in elves.

“Eh? What happened, meow?”

Azriel’s decisive and cold demeanor just now was gone. She couldn’t help but open her eyes in shock and asked in a dumb voice.

Obviously one second ago, the space was full of cracks and was about to explode under the expanding sky strike, but the next moment, both the space she created and the moves themselves disappeared without a trace, as if she had just absorbed The power and the weaving technique itself were thrown into a different world.

However, it would be a lie to say that she was unaware of the reasons for this.

Roland quietly looked at the golden world around him, as well as the shining ball of light woven by the spirit of speech, his eyes shining with a brilliance that was more sacred than the golden light around him.

In this war for the Star Cup, he was rarely at a complete disadvantage. To find a chance to win, whether it was his opponent’s contempt or even carelessness, he had to take advantage of it to the extreme.

Although he acted relaxed and carefree, and prepared many back-up moves to flip the table, Roland was far from being as relaxed as he appeared. To achieve a miracle, he must take every key step and include all indispensable things for use. among the objects.

The warrior incarnation of Veleslana can use the understanding of the enemy’s power, the spirit of speech and wisdom to weave a golden sword that cuts and even seals concepts.

After Roland confirmed the identity of the bonded spirit, he didn’t even have time to care about the attitudes of Star Cup and Artosh. He rushed to the human race’s territory without stopping, including agreeing to the other party’s conditions and killing the final dragon in advance, just to seize this scoundrel. of power.

And this move did not disappoint him. Although it was a blow released by Artosh in the past using the Flügel as a control character, it was still perfectly sealed.

Roland smiled slightly as he looked at the ball of light in front of him that had achieved the victory without even forming a sword gesture.

He didn’t dare to say how things would change in the future, but at least now, he deeply realized that the possibility of defeating Artosh was in his hands.

“That, that belongs to the God of Victory…”

Azriel didn’t know the meaning of the God of Disobedience and the origin of Veleslana, so in her opinion, it was completely incomprehensible for Roland to suddenly possess the signature kill of the God of Victory.

She also couldn’t understand the absurdity of being able to reach the sky and seize the opponent’s power by killing the god species. Therefore, when the young girl thought that she had seen an illusion, she blinked in confusion.

Roland casually snapped his fingers and used facts to tell her that this was not false.

The ball of light surrounding him shot towards Azriel and easily hit the extremely weak young girl, directly sealing her remaining power.

Although the Flügel was almost ready to be slaughtered after releasing Sky Strike, the Golden Sword’s attack would not hold back because of this. The light balls swarmed up and deprived Azriel of all the magic power in her body.

“ah!”

As a magical being, such restrictions made Azrael unable to maintain flight and fell directly downwards.

Various needs that were not needed to be taken into consideration in the past due to the special characteristics of the race also emerged. The most profound of them is naturally the fear of death as a life.

As the howling wind intensified, the texture of the ground became clearer.

Just when Azriel thought she would fall and be seriously injured, a soft embrace completely overturned her worries.

Roland let go of Jibril in his arms and stood there, looking at Azriel who followed the trajectory and rushed into his arms like a baby swallow, gazing at her condescendingly.

Azrael stared with strange eyes in surprise, and looked at Roland nervously.

At such a close distance, she could clearly see Roland’s jewel-clear pupils, her own expression that was mixed with fear and panic, and she looked like she wanted to be bullied, as well as the malicious look on her enemy’s face. smile.

“It seems that you lost, Azriel. Now you have a new understanding of the difference between the strong and the weak, as well as the attitude you should have.”

The corners of Roland’s mouth curved into a malicious arc, and he looked at the trembling little girl in front of him.

“Let me think about what you said before…’You must be punished for being so wanton and arrogant,’ right? Don’t worry, after all, you are also Arteo’s wing, Jibril’s sister, I am I won’t kill you.”

As he spoke, Roland skillfully bent his knees slightly, picked up the little girl in his arms, and placed her across his knees.

“Wait…what do you want to do, meow!”

This weird posture made the panicked Azriel feel something was wrong, and she subconsciously started to struggle.

“Can’t you see?”

Roland raised his other hand high and sneered.

“Of course we should follow the principle of reciprocity and give the disobedient bad boy the punishment she deserves.”