Tribute to the Demon King

"Tsk...let's end it quickly."

Zhou Yi didn't have the slightest intention to fight at the moment, but was full of killing intent, waving the magic spear in his hand seriously.

— not toward the crowd, but toward the ground.

Turning the thorny magic spear to his right hand, as if holding a sledgehammer, Zhou Yi raised it high and smashed it heavily on the ground.

The viscous and scorching shock wave spread out.The ground seemed to be cracked and oozing blood, and red lines were projected on the ground.

With just one blow, the skeleton soldiers within [-] meters around were almost jumped up by the shock.Residents within a few kilometers around felt the ground tremble slightly.

At the moment of this pause, Zhou Yi suddenly held the magic gun horizontally, and slammed towards his side with the momentum of mowing grass!

Zhou Yi's attack did not encounter any obstacles or resistance. Amid the crackling sounds, the broken and broken bones flew around, smashing more dead bones into pieces.

In the dark green sea of ​​flames, a piece of dark red clean ground was bare.

Zhou Yi didn't even look back, and didn't even look at those dead bodies.As he walked quickly towards the War Elephant of Death standing at the original Fuyuki Church, he casually held Thorn's magic spear behind his back and pressed its tip against the ground.

The magic gun dragged by Zhou Yi on the ground was like a match, igniting the ground.

The dark red flame centered on the magic gun and spread towards the surroundings.It feels like colorless and transparent gasoline flowing on the ground is lit with a torch.

At this moment, Kirei who was hiding in the corner of the church shrank his pupils.

Through the experience of fighting heretical magicians, he can keenly judge the temperature of the burning flames on the ground.

If an ordinary person stepped on it, it would only take a moment to burn through the ankle, and the flesh would burst open and the bones would be scorched.If you stand on it for two to three minutes, the internal organs will probably be cooked directly.

But the Legion of Death summoned by Berserker completely ignored the scorching temperature—the bones of their calves were scorched and brittle, and the black smoke from the roasting covered the gold ornaments on their bodies with a dull plating.

However, even so, under the killing intent of Berserker and his Master, the army of death that completely surrounded Zhou Yi was fearless. They pressed the heavy golden round shield in front of them, and then stepped into the sea of ​​flames and exerted their strength suddenly. Charge and come!

"... After all, he is a warrior."

Zhou Yi didn't even look directly at them, but continued to stare at the huge war elephant of death vigilantly, and said in a low voice, "It's your fate to die on the way to charge."

Whispering, Zhou Yi raised the magic spear dragged on the ground with a clang.

A gun flower danced in the air, and Zhou Yi clasped it tightly. It just turned over and was holding in Zhou Yi's hand.

At this time, the nearest skeleton warrior was even less than half a meter away from Zhou Yi.The golden dagger in its hand has been raised like a poisonous snake, and it will be nailed into Zhou Yi's neck in the next moment!

However, Zhou Yi only made one action:

He raised the magic spear with his right hand high, and smashed it straight and heavily to the ground.

After a slight stagnation, monstrous lava suddenly erupted from the ground, and a column-shaped dark red flame shot up from the ground, flying the dead soldiers directly from the ground and straight into the sky.

The fire wave surging like a geyser was just as wide as the sea of ​​fire that Zhou Yi had created on the ground before.

The huge fire dragon with a diameter of more than 50 meters and a height of more than 300 meters can be vaguely seen even in the center of Fuyuki.

As if a forged steel furnace was just a few steps ahead, Kariya couldn't open his eyes at all even though he was sitting on the War Elephant of Death and hiding behind Berserker.

The eyeballs, which have become fragile due to the load of magic, can't stand the bright light at all.Just looking at the flames, he couldn't help but shed tears, and even when he closed his eyes, he could feel the redness of the vision in front of him.

"That rascal……"

Kariya couldn't help but opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but he only uttered one syllable before being forced by the scorching heat wave to shut his mouth obediently again.

It was different from the cold flame on Berserker.The flames on that guy were hot enough to foul.

Kariya only felt that the air became scorching hot, and the hot flow like liquid metal poured from his nasal cavity into his lungs, the scorching pain stimulated his nose to ache, but the moisture in his eyes was evaporated before tears fell.

From skin to skin, it was dry and hot, almost cracked.It was like being exposed to the sun for a whole day by the sea without applying sunscreen, the exposed skin was burning and painful, and even the engraving worms in his body were so scorched that he dared not move.

However, Berserker did not stop the soldiers from charging.

The impact of lava gushing out from the ground sent thousands of legions of death to the sky.

... If Zhou Yi used ordinary flames, that would be fine.

However, what he uses is the heat extracted from the ground by using the authority.The next moment, those dark red flames that flew to the limit fell down like substance, from slow to fast, and finally rushed to the ground extremely swiftly!

The fire waves that fell on the ground poured in all directions, spreading and engulfing the army of death around them.

At the same time, like a bowl of water being poured into a frying pan, the splashed sporadic flames scorched a large number of surrounding buildings into scorched black holes.The surrounding green belt was submerged in flames in an instant, and immediately began to burn violently.

Amidst the crackling sound, the red flames had already illuminated the surroundings.

In an instant, the vicinity of Fuyuki Church had turned into a scorching hell.

When the army of death was completely reduced to ashes, a figure with flames flowing all over his body jumped up from the middle.

With his right hand holding the magic gun burning with scorching flames, he raised it above his head and placed it behind his head, aiming obliquely at Berserker below.

The muscles of his whole body flowed like mercury, his body twisted powerfully, the muscle fibers as tough as steel were completely locked, and the spring of the human figure was stretched to the limit.

As if holding the sun in your hand, the flaming throwing spear gradually radiated a shocking magic power.

"Breakthrough—"

Standing above the sky, Zhou Yi roared loudly, his voice shook like a dragon's chant.

Then, he suddenly threw a blow like a thunder towards Berserker!

"—The Spear of Death Fly!"