Tribute to the Demon King

He has been wandering all his life, staying in uninhabited places for a long time.He didn't care about falling asleep in the wilderness like this.

Rather, it can be said that you can see the sea of ​​flowers all over the ground as soon as you open your eyes like now, which can be said to be a romantic interest that cannot be experienced in the soft bed of a luxurious palace.

In the warm depths of Mt. Minamiboso, early-blooming cauliflower can be seen in mid-to-late December...Of course he doesn't know about this kind of thing.

He just appreciates the loveliness of life that quietly blooms in the wild mountains.

"This rain seems a bit heavy..."

The King of the End stretched out his hand pitifully, trying to straighten a fallen cauliflower.

"……what."

He could not help but sigh.

The moment his hand approached, the cauliflower that was just knocked down by the rainstorm withered instantly.

With the cauliflower as the center, a large field of flowers around the King of the End withered and withered in an instant.The sudden blazing heat wave burned them up, and life and moisture were all sucked up in a blink of an eye.

He hesitated to speak, and gently lowered the raised hand that was somewhat embarrassing.

——Since it has come, there is no turning back.

The King of the End shook his head, restrained his emotions and took another step.

The grass on the ground withered just being stepped on by him.The earth cracked open.He just passed by, and the surrounding trees lost their moisture and turned into dry and dry wood.

"Fortunately, there is still some time..."

The King of the End murmured softly.

His strength has not yet returned.If you can not absorb any earth essence, you can keep this state for a while.

If his power reaches its peak again, then he can bring many disasters to the surrounding world just by passing by.

His name, to be precise, is "King of the Last Appearance of the World".

It is the person who comes to calm the chaotic world in the last days when many god-killing Rakshasa kings are fighting for hegemony.

Although the name has such a meaning—but he is very clear that his existence is also likely to be the fuse that leads to the end of the world.

Mere existence brings disaster.The heat around him will continue to increase, and the range will gradually expand.

If he cannot defeat all the godslayers within a certain period of time, he will turn into a raging fire that burns the world, and burn the entire world to the ground.

There is only one means to avoid this end.

It is to visit the godslayers of the present age and repeat the meaningless duel that puts their lives on the line.

— That's all.

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"I feel that this winter is not as cold as in previous years."

Zhou Yi put down the pen in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Is it my illusion?"

Three days have passed since the gathering of the six godslayers.

In that rally, Zhou Yi successfully persuaded other clansmen to withdraw from the battle voluntarily.And instead of Zhou Yi, he searched for Mrs. Aisha all over the world, trying to take her away temporarily—or in other words, detain her for a few days.

At least let the battle between Zhou Yi and the King of the End not be hindered.

In just these three days, the Holy Church of the Five Prisons, the Wangli Factory, the American White Magician Association, and the "Seven Sisters" in Italy were all dispatched to search for news about the King of the End or Mrs. Aisha around the world.The only result was that the next day, the Bronze Black Cross found Aisha's family in Alexandria, Egypt, and got the news from them that Aisha had indeed returned to the present world from the former cave half a month ago.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to turn to Princess Bai for help.

"Alice, did your vision work?"

"some."

Unexpectedly, Alice replied straightforwardly: "The result of the spiritual vision is true, 'fire and wind are the forerunners of evil'... Please pay attention to the changes in the sea and the earth."

Princess Bai, who possesses prophetic spirit vision, warned Zhou Yi in this way.

"Fire and wind..."

Zhou Yi seemed to have gained some inspiration from her answer.

The wind makes fire.Fire melts iron.Melted iron was cast into steel swords, conquering the sea and the land—in this way, some corners of the world should have undergone some changes in the natural environment.

"But if there is no comparison..."

Zhou Yi frowned and waved his hands, letting Princess Bai leave temporarily, and then sank his spiritual sense into the earth.

Then, spread out along the surface, replicate each piece of land, record their light, humidity and temperature at every moment in the past ten years, and then compare these data with the historical data of the same period.

This is a huge analytical task.For Zhou Yi ten years ago, it might have been a big topic that would trouble him for a long time. In the end, he would just find a way to import the data stored in his brain into the computer for calculation.

But for Zhou Yi today, this is not very difficult.

"Book of False Gods" Xuanwu Satsuki is a magician who graduated from Atlas Academy.The magicians there take split thinking as their proud skill. The worst ones can split thinking into three parts and perform calculations with three times the efficiency.

It only needs the ability of coordinating Xuanwu Gaoyue, and then using its own 400 million citizens as computing resources, it can almost be equivalent to 400 million man-made computers with heavy thinking and division.

After more than 20 minutes passed, Zhou Yi's right hand, which was constantly spinning the pen, suddenly stopped.

He has sorted out the temperature and humidity comparison data of every city, every village, and every day around the world in the past ten years.