Tribute to the Demon King

The wind and rain surrounded his huge body, and began to slowly rotate like a vortex on the bottom of the sea.

Finally, a happy smile appeared on Zhou Yi's face.

"That's how it should be, old man. Just taking away the power once is not enough to make you realize, you have to say it on your face to understand what I mean. Although I am a junior, I more or less killed the God of Disobedience head-on Guys, let's be more serious."

Really, wouldn't it be good to be like this earlier.

It's rare to meet a dragon... maybe even the only dragon I'll meet in the future, what if I don't treat it well?

Looking at the serious Marquis of Vauban, the scarlet light in Zhou Yi's eyes gradually flickered.The madness gradually poured out from him, dyeing the ground around him into a dark red like an abyss.

"Declare here - everything I do is righteous!"

Zhou Yi raised his magic gun and shouted loudly, pointing its sharp end at the pitch-black dragon.

True red flames ignited from the blade, piercing the night like a comet.

His words are clear and loudly proclaimed.His voice pierced through the rainstorm and went straight into the sky.

"Because I am the guardian of all nations and peoples, the one who calls out for the truth with a long sword in my hand!"

Following Zhou Yi's second announcement, a terrible high fever rose from his body, and large swaths of the torrential rain evaporated.

The thunder that should have landed on the ground suddenly stopped in the air, coiled and coiled as if fearing something, and went upstream again.

The crimson king's soil gradually soaked in blood, and then the blood burned for no reason.

Starting from Zhou Yi's feet, as if a match had fallen into gasoline, the crimson flame began to spread, and climbed up from the ankle to the knee, and the temperature became more and more hot——

In an instant, the entire wasteland was on fire!

Author's message:

Chapter 1 is updated...continue to code and continue to code

Thank you for your concern, but please don't milk me... I will go for a physical examination tomorrow to see what's going on.I have two doctor friends. One said that my heart convulsions and palpitations were caused by insufficient blood supply to the heart. The other said that my left hand numbness was a sign of a stroke because I stayed up late.

By the way, there may not be a third update today, I will try not to stay up late in the future, and try to finish the update before 12 o'clock and go to bed early...

Chapter No.17 Dragon Slaying Technique

As soon as Zhou Yi's words fell, the flames at his feet let out a roaring sound as if new fuel had been poured into it.

Even the air was cracked and distorted, emitting a crackling burnt smell.The gust of wind and rain was evaporated in an instant and turned into a hazy white mist.

Afterwards, the entire land shook and trembled like an overturned desert.

Like an earthquake, a strange disaster struck.

The ground around Zhou Yi shook, with weird ups and downs.There was a strange humming sound from the whole earth, shaking more and more strongly as if calling for something.

That strange posture reminds people of the surging ocean formed by the hot oil in hell, and it also looks like molten lava being violently stirred.The humming of the choir, which seemed to be coming from a radio with a bad signal, also became stronger and clearer.

It was a voice that seemed to be calling for something, expecting something.

Zhou Yi froze for a moment, then laughed unconsciously.

"That's right. If you want to slay a dragon...how can you not use this gun?"

Zhou Yi whispered, and put Cu Chulainn's magic spear back into his body.

What he took out afterwards was the weird scarlet gun held by the disobedient St. George.It was a foreign gun with a tip longer than its body, a penetrating weapon specially designed for slaying dragons.

As soon as it appeared, the scarlet sharp gun started from the tip and blazed upwards.In just a few breaths, it completely lost its camouflage, turning into a simple and majestic red cross sword, as if its whole body was cast by flames.

When Zhou Yi took out the gun, the whole land glowed with new vitality.

The scorched earth shed its shell, and under the reflection of the crimson light, the humming of the earth also became clear.

Holy, it cried.

Holy, they cried.

It was a whisper that was as immature as a child, whispering as if in a dream.

On this land soaked in the blood of heretics, the world has enshrined Zhou Yi's name as sacred.

The entire red land soaked in dragon blood and covered with flames rose high, praising him loudly, and using his own name as a guarantee for him——

Sweeping across the sky like a turbid current, the thunder and lightning attacking Zhou Yi became sluggish.The newly born earth that was burning with flames around Zhou Yi counterattacked autonomously, and hit back into the sky.

"Then, dragon—"

Zhou Yi whispered, pointing the scorching sword at the Marquis of Vauban.

His spirit resonates with his old enemy.Mental heights rise, echoing double whispers.

"How about your death?"

After a brief silence, the dark red earth hummed violently, raising sharp horns from the earth, spinning at high speed and sending out a sharp roar.

It was a storm of fire formed by scorched hot sand.

That's exactly—the sword of the earth that can shatter violent winds and rain into mist, and cut off thunder and lightning that look like muddy currents, as well as dark clouds.

If the body is cut by this front, the scales and flesh and blood will be burnt to coke and shattered in one breath.

The Marquis of Vauban recognized this at once.