hero?it must be me

"Next..."

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Zheng Qi: "It's your turn to promise me."

"..."

Zheng Qi didn't say a word, just dissipated the remaining ripples and dragon flames on his body, and walked towards Osmandis.

"Huh? Aren't you going to use your divine power from another world, or a blessing from a certain dragon god? It's rare that the Great Temple is so dilapidated, and the remaining power is attenuated. This may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"It's useless to beat you up now."

"Hoo ↘ ↘ ↘!"

Osmandis also took a step towards Zheng Qi.

"Then let's get closer."

The two men, staring at each other, walked smoothly.

Ten steps apart.

Five steps apart.

distance -

"too slow!!"

It was Osmandis who punched first.

An uppercut with his left hand hit Zheng Qi's chin!

but--

"It's useless!"

Against Osmandis' left fist, from top to bottom, Zheng Qi's right fist hit Osmandis's cheek firmly.

The two faced each other with fists, but the same wanton smile appeared on their faces again.

Immediately, the men moved their bodies, speaking in unison——

"—Come again!!"

Chapter 408 Chapter [-]: Yu's cute and number one! (

Sun King, King of the Gods, Pharaoh Osmandis.

If such an existence wanted to fight with someone, what method would it use?

Is it the sphinx that drives the hordes?

Is it using ancient and mysterious spells?

Or, did the pharaohs of ancient Egypt possess some kind of dueling method that was hidden in the darkness of history and passed down from generation to generation?

the answer is--

"Poor and weak, poor and weak!"

With a leaping left hook, he hit Zheng Qi hard on the cheek.

Osmandis, who was covered in blood, sneered, saliva and blood mixed together amid wild shouts.

"Such a weak fist wants to knock down Yu—"

Before he finished speaking, Osmandis in mid-air was hit by a giant fist the size of his head, twisting his distorted face, and deeply embedded in the floor tiles of the Great Temple.

"It's up to me to say that."

Zheng Qi looked down at Osmandis who had been shot down by him.

"This kind of strength is still holding on."

On one side is Zheng Qi, which does not drive grandeur and ripples.

On one side is Osmandis who did not use any strengthening technique.

Between the two men who clearly still had enough strength, they did not choose to use all means, but like mortal bones, they waved their fists at each other, longing for the collision of flesh and blood.

Is this what Pharaoh Osmandis does?

……Do not.

In the final analysis, as a king, as a pharaoh, would he really go to [fight] with anyone?

Is there really someone who can make Osmandis choose to [fight]?

--Yes.

This is no longer a battle between a [King] enshrined as a god and a [Monster] who intends to surpass God.

This is nothing more than a [fight] between two men.

Facing the fallen Osmandis, Zheng Qi did not choose to pursue.

He just stood there, as if waiting for Osmandis to get back up by himself.

The next moment, Osmandis suddenly jumped up from the ground, so fast that it didn't look like he had just received a left punch from Zheng Qi.

Not only that, the moment he rushed towards Zheng Qi, Osmandis stretched out his arms together.

Instead of choosing to beat him, he grabbed the trapezius muscles on both sides of Zheng Qi's neck.

Immediately, Osmandis raised his head——

"watch out!"

The forehead collided with the forehead, but there was a sound like gold and iron clashing.

"..."

Looking at Osmandis who was close at hand, Zheng Qi, who had taken his head hammer, suddenly raised his hands, one left and one right, and grabbed Osmandis shoulders.

"Headhammer—"

Lean back and exert force.

"That's what it's for!"

In the severe pain and shaking vision, Osmandis noticed that his frontal bone was probably knocked out with beautiful cracks.

Although an injury of this degree, in the Great Temple, as long as there is enough time, it is not considered a fatal injury.

But, pity.

Without choosing to pursue, Zheng Qi let go of Osmandis again.

Osmandis, who landed on the ground, staggered two steps, put one hand on his hips, and covered his forehead with the other.

"Wonderful... Hahahahaha! Wonderful! Zheng Qi! Zheng Qi!"

King Osmandis, who was released, raised his face, and laughed heartily while bleeding from his seven orifices.

"It's been a long time since I played such a happy game, Yu is very satisfied!"

"Are you still fighting?"

Zheng Qi asked.

"No! Stop here!"

Osmandis shouted confidently: "Even Yu, shyness must have a limit!"

"……call."

Zheng Qi didn't know if he sighed.

In short, Nitocris also noticed that the oppressive feeling on his body has slightly faded.

"Okay, where did we talk before?"

Waving his hand, he recast the steps and the throne in the temple, and Osmandis, who cleaned himself up in an instant, sat back on the throne with a natural face.

"It's about the alliance."

"Ah, since it's your suggestion, Yu can't just ignore it. It's true. If you only protect your own people, it's no different from the Lion King, and..."

Osmandis laughed: "Just now, you deleted Yu's option by yourself."

Hearing this, Zheng Qi frowned slightly.

[It seems that with the Holy Grail, Osmandis can use this great temple as the core to do something similar to the Lion King. 】

The magic book explained to Zheng Qi.

[If the purpose is just to avoid the human incineration created by the magic king, with the assistance of the Holy Grail, this great temple can indeed play such a role. 】

[However, now that the Holy Grail has been destroyed by you, it will be very difficult for him to complete this matter. 】

It seemed that the punch was quite in place.

Zheng Qi loosened his brows.

"Because Yu was too focused on the future, he chose the safest path, a solid but narrow one. Hmph... Maybe it was because I took the Holy Grail hastily that Yu You lost his grace and had a serious problem. Troublesome attachment."

Osmandis lowered his eyes: "I thought that as long as he held the Holy Grail, the Lion King would not dare to act rashly. Heh, she is easy to calculate."

Having said that, Osmandis looked a little more serious: "This era is different from other singularities. Even if the Holy Grail has been destroyed by you, humanity cannot repair it."

"Then it will be self-evident what to do."

"Yu will lend you my army of beasts, although Yu also wants to go side by side with you to see what kind of expression the Lion King will show when he fails..."

Osmandis grinned: "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I have other things to do. The strategy of the holy capital is left to you."

"enough."

Zheng Qi nodded: "Lixiang and the others can still turn to the first-generation Hassan for help."

To be honest, Zheng Qi didn't expect Osmandis to help at first.

He could see that Osmandis was very different from the Lion King.

As he once said to Nitocris, Zheng Qi believes that Osmandis is indeed cold, but he is not stupid. All the knowledge and knowledge of the utensils in Egypt are showing the [humanity] that Osmandis still possesses.

But because of this, Zheng Qi's minimum requirement for him is to ask Osmandis not to make trouble.

Now, in Zheng Qi's view, it was already a good result beyond expectations.

"The original Hassan?"

Osmandis suddenly showed a curious expression: "Is that the swordsman who looks like a god of death? Did the master of Chaldea ask you to come to Yu because of that guy's advice?"

"Half and half, the old man asked Lixiang and the others to come to the desert. In this way, he will be willing to be Chaldea's help when needed."

"Humph."

Osmandis waved his hand: "The master of Chaldea, you really did something meaningless."

"If I had said that earlier, Yu would have agreed to help me from the very beginning."

"Well, Pharaoh Osmandis, may I ask who the first Hassan is..."

Nitocris asked in a low voice.

When Zheng Qi and Osmandis punched each other hard, she was ordered not to interfere, so she could only watch nervously by the side. Now it seemed that everything was settled, so she was relieved and had the leeway to speak.

"He is the leader of the old man in the mountain, and he is comparable to the Lion King, worthy of my vigilance. Yu didn't launch an all-out war against the Lion King before, not just to defend this great temple."

As he spoke, Osmandis had a look of reminiscence on his face.

However, it seems that the memory is not a happy experience.

"That's what happened after Yu brought this vast desert and formally made enemies with the people of the mountain."

"While Yu was thinking about tactics alone on this throne, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind, and when Yu couldn't help but look back—"

Osmandis narrowed his eyes slightly: "That man, the first old man in the mountains, is standing there."

"Furthermore, at that moment, he had already completed his task. With his beautiful swordsmanship, he perfectly chopped off Yu's head."

what.

Zheng Qi remembered.

So it wasn't because he didn't adapt to his new body?