Tribute to the Demon King

And the crimson thundercloud in the center suddenly dissipated, revealing a huge void.On all sides the low thunderclouds belonging to the Marquis of Vauban slowly intruded.

"Boy, let me thank you now. To be able to fight to this extent has comforted my tired and boring days."

Gradually, storms and torrential rains whizzed and blew again in the king's land.The deep voice of the Marquis of Vauban sounded in the air: "As a token of gratitude, I will pass on a little life experience to you. The things of the elders are not something you can take if you want... Do you understand?"

Before the Marquis of Vauban finished speaking, Zhou Yi seemed to feel something suddenly. He disappeared in place out of thin air, and appeared at the other end of Wangtu far away at the speed of a God of Disobedience.

And where he was standing before, the dragon claws wrapped in electric light pierced into the ground silently.

The arc-shaped electric light like a trident exploded crazily on the ground.The ground, which could not withstand the impact of the electric current, cracked piece by piece, showing traces of scorched black.

"Have you escaped? Have you been attacked like this before?"

Accompanied by mocking whispers, purple lightning crackled in the sky of tens of kilometers.

With just one glance, Zhou Yi could understand—that would be the strongest blow of the Marquis of Vauban.

The lightning strike that liberates the whole body, the sharp sword of thunder that pierces the sky and the earth.

"I'm really sorry, but I'm in this environment before being attacked every day. It's just a routine."

Not to be outdone, Zhou Yi fought back.

Even so... But he also understands that his advantage has begun to decline now.

——The previous winning trend has been completely reversed.

Author's message:

It's updated... But sorry for the readers, today's condition is not very good and there is only one update.

Although it’s still early, when I wrote more than 1800 words, the flesh in front of my heart suddenly twitched. Although it didn’t hurt, it was like a cramping. Then my left hand suddenly felt numb, and the fingertips touched the keyboard as if separated by a layer. It's as numb as a membrane... Although I don't know what's going on, I'm a little timid, so let's go to bed today... Good night everyone, I'll make up Chapter 2 tomorrow.

Chapter No.16 I will give you a time for a pigeon

Taking back the power of the gale and raging waves, the thunder lingered on the black dragon and turned into a dazzling heavy armor.

"Did you take back the storm..."

Zhou Yi murmured, and sighed softly: "Sure enough. It's too much if the king's soil can only cover five miles."

But fortunately, although the king's soil was interrupted before it was fully unfolded, more than half of the curses gushing out of the king's soil still entangled the giant dragon.

Gravity is still turned into a substantial chain, binding the Marquis of Vauban to the ground, completely prohibiting his ability to fly, making his movements heavy and exhausting his physical strength faster; the heat and life force are still slowly flowing from him. The body was pulled out, and the crackling sound of frost on the ground continued to be heard.

But other than that, whether it was suffocation or dehydration, or the invisible shackles formed by the fluid that filled the Marquis of Vauban like glue, Vauban had completely abolished them.

That's because the storms and torrential rains howling wantonly in the king's land are no longer the part that Zhou Yi appointed when he first opened the king's land, but the new one called by the Marquis of Vauban from outside the king's land. storm.

The king's land is not a continuously refreshed area, but the part of the world that was soaked in dragon blood when it first unfolded.In other words, it is the army of a country and the guard of a city.If faced with encirclement and suppression by a large army, sooner or later it will be completely exhausted.

Summoned by Vauban, there was a backlog of thunderclouds in the sky again.From here to the other end, it spreads for dozens of miles, completely isolating the sunlight.

Compared with before——now it is the darkness that has completely descended.

If you have experienced a storm, you will understand the aura as if the end of the world is coming.

The sky darkened first, then abnormally brightened again, turning blood red or dim yellow due to the light pollution of the city.Then the sunlight was completely blocked, and the dark shadow climbed up from the ground little by little, covering the light source little by little.

The frontal hurricane blew up, breaking tree branches, blowing off the glass on the windows, billboards and bicycles on the side of the road rolled on the ground, and hit the roller shutters of unknown shops.The calm surface of the lake fluctuated restlessly, and fine white foam like vomit appeared on the edge.Before the wires were torn off, I could barely feel at ease with the last bit of artificial light.

At that time, no matter who or where they are, as long as they look up at the collection of dark clouds that are so low that they want to collapse, they will suddenly realize the fear of storms in primitive times.

Feng Bo, Yu Shi, and Lei Gong—these are the local gods born out of the fear of storms in East Asia.

Zhou Yi raised his head suddenly, and shouted at the Marquis of Vauban, whose four feet were heavily pressed to the ground: "Hey, I say Lord Marquis! Are you not ready yet?"

"So... are you waiting for me?"

The Marquis of Vauban was stunned for a moment, and then hummed with a deep laugh: "Yes, boy. I thought you would counterattack my sneak attack just now. You are unexpectedly polite in such a strange place. "

"You mean, be polite?"

Zhou Yi's gentle laughter pierced through the curtain of thunderclouds and heavy rain, and went straight to the sky: "Stop joking, old man. I just don't want you to be dissatisfied."

"……what?"

"You're obviously preparing for some big move. Something like a front punch or a front leg. I don't know how long you want to prepare, but if you accidentally kill you before that comes out, You will also be unwilling in your heart. It’s like being bitten off by a wild wolf from the back of the hunter’s throat before he took out his gun, so it’s too unpleasant.”

Zhou Yi stood majestically on the ground with his crimson magic spear like a sculpture, and said in a natural tone: "You may die immediately if I shoot this shot. So I will give you time to make a big move. "

Perhaps Zhou Yi's words were too incomprehensible, and the dragon froze in place.

"Hahahaha!"

After a long time, the Marquis of Vauban burst out laughing: "You boy...! You really like to worry about unnecessary things, just like when I was young."

"Listen, brat! I'm Sacha de Jansdal Vauban! If I can't even abide by the rules I set, it will be my defeat! I underestimated your strength, too naive My stupid defeat!"

The stubborn and unyielding old dragon straightened his body majestically, and opened his steel teeth sharp enough to tear the earth at Zhou Yi, showing a dangerous but cheerful smile: "I'm really old and faint. It's just a lunatic like me who didn't find out about you when we first met."

For the first time, uncontrollable anger and boiling fighting spirit emerged in the dragon's eyes.

No matter what kind of authority you have.It doesn't matter whether Zhou Yi is as powerful as he said or not, or only his words are worth mentioning.

"Since you said such things to me... it means that you have already realized something."

The voice of the Marquis of Vauban suddenly fell silent.