Tribute to the Demon King

Lu Yinghua hurriedly followed.

When Zhou Yi approached the circle of people reunited around the King of the End, the charmed people retreated unconsciously to make way for Zhou Yi to pass through.

Probably because Zhou Yi and Lu Yinghua were able to look at him calmly, the King of the End was slightly surprised at first.

Then, he recognized Zhou Yi's identity.

"—Everyone, I'm very sorry."

With a modest smile, the King of the End called out to the people around him in a steady voice: "Come here today, okay? Please leave here immediately, just leave me here alone... Please gone."

Some harsh words, but the effect is immediate.

The people who surrounded him before neatly packed up their belongings and walked towards the exit.

"That," Zhou Yi also called out, "Please leave the drivers and staff, thank you for your cooperation."

As a result, the vehicles that were running smoothly also stopped in turn.Drivers got off the driver's seat one by one, and the personnel who took notes at the pit station also began to prepare for withdrawal.

The two groups of people who were charmed by the King of the End and Zhou Yi respectively did not have any expressions of dissatisfaction or confusion on their faces.

After quietly waiting for everyone to leave, the King of the End stood up from his seat.

He stared at Zhou Yi with wide eyes.

"I... still remember you. I should have met you. At least 3000 years ago, you defeated me... Although I never saw you again in the subsequent battle, I still think the experience of that battle is amazing .”

Maybe it's because he hasn't been awake for too long, but the King of the End still remembers Zhou Yi very clearly.

While feeling strangely moved by this fact, he stared at Zhou Yi.

"At that time, besides you, there were several godslayers. As a result, my mission was over before I met them again..."

The King of the End grumbled, his eyes twinkling in wonder.

He nodded knowingly: "I understand. You have stepped into the journey of time before... Relying on the God of Journey or some fairy, you can fly from this era to the distant past—"

"It would be great if you can understand, so I don't need to make unnecessary explanations."

As if meeting an old friend again, Zhou Yi smiled gently.

However, something is wrong with the state of the King of the End.

There is a little tiredness and regret in the hero's eyes.

It doesn't look like a brave man boasting of victory at all, but more like the sense of emptiness that arises when he suffers an unsatisfactory victory.

"Rama..."

For the first time, Zhou Yi called out the opponent's name and stabbed his right hand into his chest.

Like taking out a heart, he cautiously took out something shining with light.

It was a mass of mana shining with a golden aurora.

"That is……"

Rama looked at the light with some surprise.

"It's the Holy Grail. Eat it and you'll feel better."

Zhou Yi calmed Rama with a gentle voice.

It was an inescapable fate—

Zhou Yi already understood this matter.

Since it is impossible to escape, it is better to meet it head-on when it is in excellent condition.If I still can't defeat the King of the End at this time, I'm afraid there will be no difference in the future.

But the King of the End stared at Zhou Yi with disbelief.

"You know... what are you doing?"

He said slowly in a difficult tone: "After getting the Holy Grail, I will no longer be the me you knew 3000 years ago."

"Don't worry. I already knew about this kind of thing."

Zhou Yi smiled, staring at his mortal enemy, and slowly let go of his hand.

The Holy Grail in his hand was flowing with golden mantra, rushing towards the King of the End like a golden river, and poured all of it into his body.

As the light faded, the astonishingly huge mantra gradually awoke from his body.

Zhou Yi looked at this scene quietly and expectantly, and the pale light in his eyes gradually lit up.Breathing slowly becomes peaceful and distant.

The King of the End, shining with golden light, and Zhou Yi, who was surrounded by a cloud of pale air, met each other's eyes on the deserted racing track.

The ground under the King of the End's feet slowly cracked, and a dry and scorching aura spread backwards. The trees around the racetrack died instantly, the weeds turned yellow and black, and their leaves were extremely brittle.Scorched air hot enough to burn a mortal's lungs is created in the air.

Around Zhou Yi, there are colorful flowers from different seasons coming out of the ground.A sea of ​​vibrant flowers spread behind him.

The whole world seems to be centered on the two of them, split into two halves from the middle.Half become lifeless, dry and hot, generally thriving, and the air smells damp and earthy.

As the King of the End said more than 3000 years ago.

Although it was a coincidence that they were able to meet swords...but such a small degree of fate will eventually establish an incredible line of fate.

Regardless of whether it is good luck or bad luck, they will meet each other eventually.