Tribute to the Demon King

As a result, there was only a clang, and the blade rubbed violently against Tony's throat.It was as if a sword had been slashed on a solid iron shield, leaving no effect other than a shallow scar, and it just fell helplessly to the ground with a clang.

And at this moment, that person's voice continued to be heard as if nothing had happened.

"Sharp or blunt, strong or fragile...it doesn't matter what kind of sword it is. The important thing is that it is my sword, so it will naturally be protected by the storm."

It was a middle-aged man who looked quite ordinary.He has the iconic Hittite square face and high cheekbones, as well as slightly dry black long hair and strong muscles.The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed without a hint of a smile, his eyes were unusually bright and sharp, his steps were steady and powerful, and his body seemed to be filled with an inexplicable sense of danger.

...The only discordant thing is the fact that he is wearing a short skirt that only reaches his knees.

Just hearing that voice, the Hittites present immediately turned their heads.But after seeing his expression, they all showed fearful eyes and trembled uncontrollably.

They turned around and saluted to the rear respectfully, but their bodies unconsciously stood in front of Mrs. Aisha.

There is no doubt that he is Muwatar himself.

Muwatar didn't even look at the young men who were easily poached, but continued to walk forward, adding in a low voice: "Just like these people. Without me, they can't do anything."

As soon as his words fell, the Hittite soldiers instantly became extremely weak.

If the power was deprived before, it only made the Hittite soldiers lose the power to crush the soldiers under the protection of Ramses II, but at least they had the fighting power at the level of knights... From then on, these Hittites The strength in the human body was quickly evacuated, and it was almost the same as a modern person who had no exercise and no magic tricks.

At this time Zhou Yi finally flew back from a distance.

He was still carrying hot air that hadn't dissipated, and with the roaring hot wind, he landed lightly in front of Aisha and beside Tony.

The middle-aged man paused slightly when he saw this, and stopped five meters in front of Zhou Yi.Then, by the way, he took out an iron sword from the waist of a trembling Hittite soldier, casually held it in his hand, and gave Aisha a deep look with his eyes as bright as a drawn sword.

"Tony, do you know anyone?"

Zhou Yi breathed out a breath of hot air, and asked casually in a relaxed tone.

"This person? Well... I haven't seen it before."

Tony looked at Muwatar, and replied without hesitation, his position was very firm: "Are you going to fuck him, A Yi? I'm on your side."

"...Didn't you just stay with him?!"

"No, he really hasn't seen me."

The one who answered Zhou Yi in a calm tone was the middle-aged man who seemed to be biuing Zhou Yi with a flying sword.He said slowly, "I am Muwatar. What you saw was an 'idol'... If I saw you just now, you wouldn't be able to leave my eyes alive."

"...The magic of reversal."

Zhou Yi blinked, and couldn't help laughing: "Ah, I understand."

Artificially create a false personality that is opposite to oneself, so as to suppress something or share some pressure.It can be traced back to Jekyll Hyde's technique at the earliest, and Aozaki-senpai also has a similar magical effect... However, in this era, such a technique should have not even developed its prototype.

So... is it power?

In this case, this power must have some other effect.It's impossible for a power to be just a fine point, right?

"……interesting."

The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth subconsciously pursed, and he became a little serious.

Compared with Ramses II, the new godslayer who only killed one disobedient god, Muwatar is closer to the old godslayer.Counting the weird sword wound that devoured the divine power to hide the news before, and the special status attached to the soldier and the sword, this is at least three powers.

Even Zhou Yi himself only has three powers... Although the godslayer itself is the coincidence of countless miracles, the number of powers is not directly proportional to the combat power.After all, there are still nanny-type godslayers like Aisha in the world who only want to make trouble and fish.

It was also rare for Zhou Yi to feel an interesting feeling from this person, as well as the long-lost pressure—the degree of pressure was probably similar to the pressure he felt from the old man Marquis after returning from the Kingdom of Shadows.

"Hmph. It's ridiculous."

At this moment, Zhou Yi heard Ramses II's cold snort.

Author's message:

Chapter 2 is finally finished... I've been working on it for a long time, and I'm still yelling.

Good night kids, let's go to bed... (Lie down)

Chapter 42 Lord of the Earth

The voice that made Zhou Yi feel somewhat familiar came from far above the sky.

Looking up, I saw Ramses II standing on the edge of his solar boat at some point, looking down at the four fellows on the ground with a condescending attitude.

His pale golden eyes swept across Zhou Yi and Aisha, fixed on Tony for a moment, then moved to Muwatar, and sneered unabashedly: "What a narrow scale, what a boring man!" .”

It is a word that regards a demon king who is of the same race as oneself, and even older in age and experience.

To say that is "contempt" would not be very appropriate.

The correct way to describe his emotion is indifference.

That's understandable.Because what Ramses II said was not his personal opinion, but a solemn and absolute declaration of the Great God.

Pharaoh is and can only be the ruler of the earth.For all existence on this earth, Pharaoh's authority is absolute.Just as people can only bow to the sun, pray, kneel down, worship, and admire its brilliance, but they are powerless to hurt it in the slightest.

Pharaoh is the sun.The sun is Pharaoh.

The subjects are also good.Soldiers are also good.The general is also good.If Pharaoh is not the king, there is not much difference between the kings of other countries who command the people.

For these brown-skinned people with gold ornaments on their bodies and soft white robes, no one in the world can compete with them—it is just one of the "subjects".

Even Muwatar, who was also a king and killed gods, was no exception.

"You say that people are your private property? They are at your disposal like swords, guns, swords and halberds? Heh...what kind of inferior and stupid king can have such an idea."