Tribute to the Demon King

Smith was taken aback when he heard the words, and recalled Zhou Yi's posture when he first appeared, and the expression under the mask suddenly became complicated.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Bucong Zhiwa's anger dissipated a little, and she finally couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice: "What's the point of what you said?"

Zhou Yi tilted his head, showing the pure and kind smile of an old lady with a red scarf brushing the road in a team at the intersection: "Anyway, I have said so much, if you don't care, ma'am, why don't we listen to it all at once?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhou Yi continued with a smile: "It was said in the last book that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty built the Houtu ancestral hall. Later, he used the name of 'ancestral hall of the Yellow Emperor' to make the emperor and the queen earth oppose each other. Move Nuwa's earth godhead to the back soil. Add to this the legend that Nuwa and Fuxi became brothers and sisters, husband and wife... At this point, Nuwa's original godhead was completely wiped out—but after Nuwa was wiped out At the same time, two new goddesses, Fuxi's sister Fenglixi and Gonggong's child Houtu, were born almost at the same time."

——So far, the image of Nuwa, Fenglixi, and Houtu, the Trinity Mother Earth Goddess, was born.

Whether it is Fenglixi, who is in the shape of a snake, or Houtu, the daughter of Gonggong, they are all the names of goddesses who have a deep relationship with Wahuang, one of the three emperors.The three of them were originally not connected to each other, but because of the changes in the myth, they each possessed each other's priesthood.

"If you want to mention the only thing in common between them, it is Fuxi who is the God of Haotian."

Zhou Yi tilted his head, and said softly, "As...the brother of Feng Lixi, the friend of Nuwa, and the husband of Houtu, God Fuxi."

In this mythology, Fuxi's status is basically equivalent to that of Zeus Jupiter in Mediterranean civilization.It is from Fuxi, the core of the myth, that the three goddesses who are different in time and place can be confused into one.

In other words—this is also the evolution process of the universal mythological archetype that the original earth mother was defeated by the male god and kicked off the throne of the god king.

There was only a bang, and the rusty long sword in Nuwa's hand suddenly broke and fell to the ground and turned into dust.

Seeing this, Nuwa was not angry or angry, but showed a gentle and tolerant smile: "You are right, I am indeed a trinity goddess. The achievements of slaying dragons and turtles are not unique to me... But you said Is there any point in this? My sword can't kill you in the first place...or is it just so enjoyable for you to expose my scars?"

"Yeah."

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded: "By the way, I did an experiment. It seems that it is true. The strength of the God of Disobedience really has nothing to do with the strength and status in the myth... but depends on the strength of oneself. Such a If you come... I can understand the situation over there."

"...What a bad boy."

Hearing this, the smile on Nuwa's face gradually faded: "Is it that simple?"

"Of course not. The other reason is... delaying time."

Zhou Yi said softly, and the smile on his face became more and more cheerful: "Didn't you notice anything different?"

Nuwa was slightly taken aback.

She looked at Zhou Yi, who was no different from ordinary people, but just for a moment, she was suddenly startled, and the amber pupils shrank to the smallest in an instant!

Before she could react, the muscles of Zhou Yi's whole body buzzed and the surrounding air became blurred in an instant. The unimaginably abundant force sent Bucong Zhiwa directly from the ground through the atmosphere!

Smith was slightly startled, and suddenly reacted.

If there is any difference... that is that the light behind Zhou Yi has finally completely disappeared!

The next moment, Zhou Yi stepped forward, flashed past with an unimaginable speed, grabbed Nuwa's chin, and smashed her head to the ground!

In an instant, the thick sun's fire seeped out from Zhou Yi's palm, and a golden-red beam of light rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky——

But Nuwa saw that the situation was not good, and the moment before the flame broke out, her whole body melted and turned into clay.Behind Zhou Yi, the soil gradually swelled and turned into a human form again; within tens of miles around him, all kinds of strange soldiers and generals were molded out of the black soil.

But looking at Zhou Yi's back, Nuwa froze.

"...What is this? No, who are you?"

——When every black soil bulges, there is also silver-gray soil of the same size around it, and then breaks apart and becomes exactly the same creation.

"Me? I'm just an archaeologist for fun."

Zhou Yi turned around with a chuckle, showing a gentle and elegant smile: "It's just that I accidentally saw a photo of my mother's private room."

Author's message:

Chapter 1 is updated!I pray that adults are super strong! (chest out)

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With Zhou Yi and Bucong Zhiwa at the center, clusters of black and silver creations emerged from the ground.

The black mud shells of those creatures created by Bucong Zhiwa quickly cracked piece by piece, exposing the inner muscles, scales and hair.

And those monsters that Zhou Yi created were covered with silver-gray runes all over their bodies, and gradually degenerated into the same appearance as the opponent.It's just that there is still no flesh color on the body, even though there are hairs and scales on the surface, it is like a silver statue, shining with dazzling silver brilliance, and the sharp claws and teeth are shining with sharp metal light.

From the time of birth, the torrent of flesh and steel collided without warning, and the legions of blood and iron were tightly entangled together.

For a while, it was difficult to distinguish between the two sides, but at least one thing can be confirmed-that is, the idea of ​​not getting help from Zhiwa has been wiped out.

"This is……"

Bucong Zhiwa stared at Zhou Yi dumbfounded, with a rare expression of astonishment on his face: "Are you..."

"I have introduced myself before, I am an archaeologist who is interested in it."

Zhou Yi looked at the disobedient Zhiwa who had just been punched on the ground by himself not long ago, and showed a humble and kind smile without any psychological burden.The smile looks as sincere as a New Year greeting to a relative who will give out red envelopes: "If you can't hear clearly, I can say it a third time; if you don't understand this sentence, I will break it down word by word. Let me explain to you..."

In the middle of speaking, Zhou Yi's figure suddenly flickered, and the whole person disappeared from the spot.

Bucong Zhiwa immediately sensed the crisis, and quickly backed away to the left side of her body.

But Zhou Yi, who was galloping like a stream of light, swayed slightly on her right side, and then his whole body suddenly flashed to the left side, with his right arm stretched forward, and a flat elbow hit out, poking at Bucong Zhiwa's shoulder socket .

For a moment, a strong numbness spread all the way along the muscles and bones. The strength of Zhou Yi's blow was invisible, but it made Bucong Zhiwa's entire left side lose consciousness in an instant—she didn't even have time to feel the pain. .It was like walking backwards, suddenly being pushed from the back suddenly, and staggered forward.

And after this relatively gentle blow was over, it was followed by an unprecedentedly manic heavy blow!