Tribute to the Demon King

Under the moonlit night, there was silence.

In the night sky where even the stars are few and far between, the warm glow of the setting sun shone.

There is a warmth in the air that is more intoxicating than the afternoon spring breeze.Not knowing whether he was drunk in the warm wind, or if he was robbed of all his strength by the sword marks on his body, Bucong Zhiwa fell silent.

Her dark golden snake eyes stared at Zhou Yi, as if looking at the cut sky behind him.The lips moved slightly, but in the end they didn't say a word.

——It is the reappearance of a scene that has passed away.

In front of those eyes, the realm between the past that has been achieved and the future that is about to come is completely confused.

This is why Zhou Yi would throw away his weapon before entering the enchantment.

Because he didn't need to perform any more slashes at all, he only needed to copy and paste the previous attack and reproduce it in front of his eyes.

Zhou Yi has sufficient confidence.Even the god of disobedience, facing this kind of offensive for the first time, has absolutely no resistance.

That was not a surprise attack hidden in the shadows at all, nor was it an extreme fast and fierce attack—it was a magic sword cut from the past, falling to the present, and spanning time.

"If you can't think of a way to break it, I advise you not to struggle."

Zhou Yi said calmly.

He watched Bucong Zhiwa's body gradually petrify and crack, disintegrating like dust, but he just frowned.

"Why bother?"

Zhou Yi sighed: "Even if you are resurrected again, you will only be killed by me again. Why don't you admit defeat early, so that I can get back Alice's body directly. Our time is very valuable, and we can save each other a few seconds. How's the time?"

"I don't think so."

An exceptionally soft and charming voice sounded softly behind Zhou Yi: "Anyway, you can't break my attack..."

The next moment, a bloody light flashed across Zhou Yi's neck, and his head fell directly to the ground.

What appeared behind Zhou Yi was not the Wa of Disobedience.

It was a huge mass of clay.A headless mud snake with a diameter of more than five meters and cut in half by someone stuck out from the crack, and a human-shaped clay with an ancient blade protruded from where the head was originally.She hasn't developed any facial features yet, and her gender can be judged only from the outline of her figure.

The clay is gradually drying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the color is slowly fading and becoming white and delicate.

The moment she opened her eyes, this lifeless body, like a high-end figure, was instantly full of vitality.

That was the Wa of Disobedience who had been resurrected from the dead—no, rather than being resurrected from the dead, it might be better to say that she had reborn herself from her own corpse.

The headless and cracked mud snake is undoubtedly the body that Bucong Zhiwa was instantly killed by Zhou Yi.

When it changed from the body of a "living thing" to the soil of a "dead thing", the new Wa of Disobedience was resurrected from it!

And after she was fully awake, she waved the ancient sword in her hand without any hesitation, and vigilantly chopped Zhou Yi's headless body still standing on the ground into pieces.

That was a precautionary measure.

Ordinarily, gods who do not obey should be proud.Especially the old Goddess of Earth... at least the summoning ceremony was not complete, so it was enough to make myself incomplete.Now that she has recuperated in her temple for a whole year, her strength is at least three times that of last year.

And this demon king, when he started a short-term overload state last year, he only reached the same level of mana power as his current heyday.

Even if he once again demonstrates the power of that horrifying day of the perfect day, Wa will be confident that the battle will be dragged into a protracted battle for more than a month.Especially good at defense and regeneration, she will never be exhausted even if she fights continuously for a year on this piece of dragon vein that is related to her.

But the other party is different.

According to the information Gnivea gave him, the Demon King hadn't killed the new God of Disobedience in the past year.No matter how terrifying the godslayer's learning ability is, it is impossible to recover his strength faster than himself.

She was killed in a sneak attack before, but she really didn't understand what kind of skill it was.But it doesn't matter anyway... As long as you have the power of mantra, you will have infinite life.And in this land, the dragon veins will definitely respond to their own calls first.

It is impossible to lose no matter what.This is the difference in innate ability.

However, it is completely unknown which of his own clansmen the God Slaughter Demon King has usurped and what kind of power he has usurped.Even gaining the power to resurrect the dead is not impossible.

The power of regeneration has various conditions.

Of course, there is the ability to resurrect even if the corpse is reduced to ashes, but there is also the ability to lose the resurrection ability if the corpse is incomplete, or the resurrection is very slow.

If his corpse could be cut into pieces, even if he was resurrected, it would consume more mana.

Not following Zhiwa is full of confidence.

She naturally saw Zhou Yi's terrifying sword slashing outside the barrier.If he held the holy sword that slays dragons and snakes in his hand, maybe Zhiwa who refused to obey would really be a little timid of him.

But not only did he not use any divine tools, he even threw away the weapons he summoned...

"So arrogant and disrespectful, it's time to teach you a lesson."

Bucong Zhiwa stood on top of the clay snake, looked at Zhou Yi who had been chopped into pieces, and snorted softly.

But the next moment, she suddenly felt a warm breath coming from behind her, and she felt a chill on her spine.

"is it?"

Zhou Yi's voice sounded behind her.

She didn't have time to look back.Because the back of her head was held tightly by Zhou Yi like a basketball, she could only look down.

Under her gaze, Zhou Yi's body gradually turned into powder and disappeared into the air.

——This guy really has the power of resurrection.

Even though he was in a desperate situation, Zhiwa of Disobedience still didn't panic.