Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Aren't you going to explain, my dear... Master?"

The air was filled with murderous intent.

Although it was a sweet smile, the aura was extremely strong.

It was not until this time that Roland remembered that even though she behaved like a spoiled and well-behaved maid in front of him, in her heart Altuluchi was still the princess who stood above all the Dead Apostles and True Ancestors.

"Well... it's a long story..."

Roland rolled his eyes and quietly pushed Elquet, who was still lying in his arms, to signal him to take a look at the current atmosphere.

However, Miss Baiji's reaction was very slow.

Although he could still argue with Roland at the beginning, as the effects of the bloodsucking took effect, Elquet's mind became a little dazed, as if he was drunk.

Fortunately, after being reminded by Roland and stimulated by the clear murderous intent, the True Ancestor Princess's perfect body quickly adjusted and she regained her rationality in an instant.

However, perhaps because he had not yet figured out the situation, or perhaps he was simply greedy, Elquet showed an expression of being ready for battle, but he did not forget to stick out his tongue and lick the wound on Roland's neck seductively, and took the last drop of crystal clear blood into his mouth.

...Hey, hey, why don't you add fuel to the fire at this time?

When Roland felt the alluring scent of orchid brushing against his skin, his heart tightened.

For the ecology of vampires, bloodsucking is an ambiguous behavior between eating and creating a family.

Elquet had no intention of provoking her - she had a very shallow concept of likes and dislikes before, and Arteluqi was not obtained through despicable and shameless deception like Roya, but was won over by real strength.

Although her long hair was taken away by Heiji, she actually had no resentment towards this nominal sister. At most, she wanted to teach her a lesson while getting her hair back.

But Arteluci, trapped by her own experiences and ideals, was obviously unable to have such a deep connection with Elquet.

Therefore, this behavior only adds fuel to the fire further.

To make an analogy, for her, Elquet's blatant and unconcealed behavior is no different from the yellow-haired man in the book who deliberately ran up to the victim and asked proudly "Can you do it?" in person.

So, Miss Heiji also responded with gritted teeth.

"Transform!"

Along with the girl's cold voice, her lovable petite body quickly became plump and mature in the blood-red light.

In just a moment, the brutal blood color suddenly covered the entire sky.

This is not a metaphor.

Above the three people, the turbid sky, like a quagmire, poured down.

Like rippling lake surface, gloomy and heavy low pressure inexplicably grew, the atmosphere was sucked out by the metal, and transformed with the red mist into a vortex covering dozens of miles.

From far away in the sky, you can vaguely see the alien spider monsters hiding in the corners being swept up into the sky and turned into blood mist.

This red mist was an obstacle that even Elquit found somewhat confusing, but in the hands of Eltluki at this moment, it was no different from a treasure built by the heroes with history and fantasy.

Not only is it extremely powerful, but it is also as easy to use as one's own arm.

Although the Zhu Yue resurrection ceremony forged by Lord Bai Yi was mixed with a lot of unique principle blood rings, it also indirectly utilized the power of the whole world. It can be said that it was unprecedented and will never be repeated.

But in the final analysis, the essence of this ritual is still the traditional form of completing the connection through the offering of blood sacrifices, and finally using this sacrifice to force a targeted contract to achieve the goal.

Although the weight of the last step involves Zhu Yue, it cannot be reversed once it is completed.

But before that, Artluci, who had absolute control over blood, the currency of the soul, and had a contractual relationship with the core of the ritual, Wallachian Night, as a superior and subordinate, naturally had the power to manipulate the red mist.

"Don't underestimate me, Elquet!"

Artelucci shouted loudly and rushed forward surrounded by a thick red mist.

The mist, which seemed like it would dissipate with a gust of wind, was filled with a chill that was enough to crush the enemy to the bone and skin.

"This is my world!"

"What? You were the one who came to my house without any explanation and stole my hair, and you even said that I looked down on you..."

Elquet raised his eyebrows in displeasure and opened his arms towards Eltluchi.

"There must be a limit to what you can do!"

"Oh, you're always like this. Since you still don't understand the reason for fighting, you might as well give up," Artluqi pursed her lips and revealed a mocking sneer.

"Just experience it slowly in the following fight!"

"snort!"

This arrogant attitude made Elquet a little angry. She stared at Artluci, her gem-like pupils sparkling.

That is the characteristic of a girl who focuses all her thoughts on her imagination.

Then, the huge tide of fog behind Altluchi, like a mountain or an ocean, disappeared completely, like a deleted layer.

This is not the effect of external forces, but the real change of the world.

As a privilege that overrides the inherent barrier, the materialization of fantasy will certainly not lose its effect due to changes in heaven and earth.

Because of the nature of the red mist, and the fact that it was born from the world and was in endless supply, Elquet couldn't get rid of it all at once, but it was more than enough to wipe out the mist in this small area.

Seeing this, Artluchi frowned slightly, and let the red mist fall from the sky again like a rain curtain, filling the vacuum.

But - thoughts are faster than light.

The cloud-like mist disappeared without a trace before it could raise its ferocious head.

Even though Heiji has dominance second only to Wallachian Night, in terms of individual power, it is impossible for her to surpass the True Ancestor Princess who is the vessel of Vermillion Moon in output.

“Tsk…”

Such a tricky situation left Artluqi a little shocked.

Although she has fought with him more than once, up to now, she still cannot give any evaluation of Elquet's power other than unfathomable.

Rather, it's becoming more and more exaggerated.

The ability to manipulate the world's fantasy materialization through the change of probability is a very powerful ability, but because of this, it also requires fine control to use it.

Once power expands or runs wild, fantasy becomes crude and careless.

In a special case like Smily, it is necessary to use the principle of blood ring weaving to achieve an effect similar to Elquet's. But despite this, Bai Ji, who can already do what she wants, still feels unsatisfied.

Taking advantage of the tiny gap when the mist was erased by his fantasy and reborn, Elquet suddenly clenched his hands while looking at Eltluchi in the air.

Suddenly, the space she was looking at began to show the same layers of faults that had occurred when Luo Ya was killed!

Although these fractures were not as airtight as what Roja had endured at the beginning due to maintaining the fantasy of erasing the fog, Altluchi's body was still inevitably broken into several pieces.

Although from the result, it seemed that he was just chopped into several pieces, which was an injury that was not worth mentioning to a vampire.

But these space faults are essentially like bombing spaces. The places touched by them are not cut off, but disappear permanently. If one is not careful, the ancestors of the dead apostles will die directly.

Even someone as strong as Heiji would have to stop attacking briefly to repair herself.

Yes, that's how it should be.

"What?"

Elquet was slightly stunned.

As if demonstrating what instant regeneration meant, the moment blood gushed out of the wound, Altluchi's body returned to its original state.

This is no longer at the level of physical regeneration like a lizard growing a tail. From a visual point of view, this is completely a reversal of time.

This kind of recovery ability is no longer at the level of a Dead Apostle. Even the True Ancestor cannot do it so seamlessly.

This is an essential difference, and it is by no means an element that can be eliminated through acquired efforts.

Yes, this kind of resilience is just like...

"—you too, right?"

Altluqi's lips curled up, "There's no need to be so weird, right? You're not the only one who has sucked that guy's blood. In terms of potential, I don't think I'll lose to you."

Her hard work day and night was worth it. Now, the wish she made long ago, "to see Elquet's surprised expression", has finally come true.

As expected, even a princess as noble as the True Ancestor could no longer maintain her indifferent appearance when she saw a being that could rival her. Instead, she began to experience the time she had experienced, a time when she was surrounded by a sense of crisis...

"Wait, wait a minute, Roland is really your master? So that wasn't a lie you told to provoke me?"

"You're still doubting this? No... that's not the point at all. I'm getting closer to you in terms of strength!"

Altluchi opened her eyes wide, and the smile of a winner froze on her face.

"Is there anything worth worrying about?"

Elquet tilted his head in confusion, revealing a solemn expression: "Compared to this, what is your relationship? Why did you also suck Roland's blood?"

This look of not caring about what others asked for made Artelucci feel as if his fist had fallen into the air. Even the murderous intent that she had initially wanted to fight the other party to the death was like a deflated ball.

However, facing the serious expression of Miss Baiji who was questioning loudly, Eltluchi, who had originally planned to tell the truth directly, suddenly had an idea.

"Why, you don't know our relationship yet... What a pity, I can't tell you without the master's permission, so,"

Artluci elegantly and sexily lifted a strand of hair, twirled it around in her hand, and covered her mouth with her other hand while chuckling.

"Why don't you go ask him yourself?"

Elquite nodded and turned his gaze.

Her voice was very soft, but it carried an unshakable will.

"Is it really as she said?"

...Altluci is indeed a bad-hearted child.

It should be said that it is even a bit of a bad taste.

Who did she learn this from?

If it was Miss Heiji at the beginning, even if she really sucked blood, she would have accepted it for the sake of dignity, instead of thinking like now, sacrificing herself just to punish Elquet and trick him at the same time.

Sisters with strong fighting power fight each other for a man. According to the inertia of general games, although the environment may change to different places such as the rooftop, the room with boiling water, etc., most of the time, the ending that awaits the male protagonist is something between a good ship and a hatchet.

But such physical damage is still considered good. After all, in a sense, it is an alternative and fortunate end for the two of them. A spiritual break would be even more terrifying.

Once the most sorrowful moment is determined, even if the players outside the screen can reload the game countless times, everything in this world line is irreversible.

After all, this is not a problem that can be solved by powerful force, and the reality is that it cannot be dealt with calmly by relying solely on the power of hypnosis apps.

Fortunately, because he knew very well what kind of girls his personality would attract, even though his wings were almost unable to fit, there was still no fear on Roland's face.

"Although there are many reasons that are very complicated even if explained in detail, as for the conclusion," Roland thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Yes, what Altluchi said is true. We are indeed a master-servant relationship where we have sucked blood."

"?"

Eltluqi was stunned when she saw Roland admit it so readily. She looked at him in disbelief, but Roland just raised his eyebrows and gave her a smug look.

That’s right, there’s no need to be afraid.

If it was an ordinary girl, it might be a little troublesome, but as someone who could be connected to his existence by using a special character like Ryougi Shiki when they first met, Elquet's evil nature was far beyond the comprehension of someone like Eltluci who still had a set of values.

"I see. In other words, we are on the same side, right? That's great, because you are very strong now. If we continue to fight, I may not be able to fully control my strength."

Bai Ji looked relieved, then looked at Altluchi with a puzzled look.

"Then why did you attack me? Isn't Bai Yi your biggest enemy? I didn't even bother you because of the hair issue..."

Although this confused tone was as irritating as ever, it was even more of a weapon of ridicule when coupled with Elquet's sincere look.

But at this point, the somewhat desensitized Eltluqi also noticed some clues.

Even though she was completely different from the puppet-like fighting weapon that didn't even bother to speak, as the person who could understand her best in the world, she could still find similarities in Elquet's current vivid emotions and attitude.

When the enemy attacks, respond with combat.

The enemy is Roland's related party, that is, his ally.

I don’t care about Yue Ji’s position or the title of princess.

If Elquet had such pure thoughts from the beginning to the end, I would not understand the reason for her obsession with it, and she would not be playing dumb.

The same may be true for her indifference to the Shura atmosphere. It's not that she doesn't like Roland, but she feels from the bottom of her heart that it doesn't matter if Roland likes someone else.

For Elquet, who had never liked anyone, as long as Roland still liked her, nothing else mattered.

The pure white vampire princess's calm eyes revealed this answer.

"What a stupid sister..."

Artluqi frowned and looked at Elquet with a look of disappointment.

...Compared to the initial appearance, this attitude has softened, right?

Seeing Heiji's hesitant and arrogant look, Roland walked to Elquet with a smile and said softly.

"How's it going? Are you all calming down a bit?"

"snort--"

"I've always been very calm. This level of fighting is just a social etiquette."

In response to his question, the True Ancestor sisters also gave answers with their own personal style.

"Really? It doesn't look like it."

Roland was a little surprised.

There is no need to say much about Altluci, but Elquet has admitted that she is almost unable to control her own strength. If it were in the past, this would have been enough to drive her into a rampage.

"Because I have been thinking about a question."

Elquet said.

"Compared to my initial impression, she is much stronger now. Even if we ignore the difference in base numbers, she is much stronger than me who has sucked your blood several times. But she is not as strong as me... How many times has she sucked your blood?!"

So I'm waiting here...

Miss True Ancestor's jealousy is very much her style.

"As far as the number of times is concerned, it wasn't much more than that. After all, for Altuluchi at that time, this was considered a luxurious reward. I think... this change probably occurred because she inhaled something else."

"If that's the case, I'll also..."

"Of course I know that. Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

Roland explained meaningfully. "At that time, Altluchi was not sucked in separately, but all at once. It seems that for vampires, this special method might be unexpectedly effective."

“Together… then how do we… wooooah!”

Halfway through his words, Elquet looked at Artluchi in surprise, with an expression of admitting defeat on his face.

"I can actually think of such a method... I lose."

"Idiot, what are you talking to her about!"

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more off-topic, Arteluqi, who was quietly listening to the conversation on the side, flushed her face and rushed over in panic.

Then, the girl raised her slender feet and kicked Roland's calves a few times angrily.

"What a sad reaction! I was praising you, ok?"

Roland showed a mischievous smile, stretched out his hand, and grasped the girl's beautiful feet skillfully and smoothly.

"Look, Elquet has given up willingly. Isn't this the result you have been expecting?"

"I didn't mean to win in this aspect! It's strange that I could win so easily in this aspect!" (End of this chapter)