Tribute to the Demon King

For a while, the clash of swords and guns was staged again.

However, although the positions of the two sides have been completely exchanged this time, the situation has not changed in any way.

Zhou Yi swung the dagger in his hand smoothly and smoothly, driving it to run in the void with the inspiration bestowed by God, engraving shining tracks.

Like a running vicious dog, or a vicious wolf pouncing on food from a dense forest, Zhou Yi broke into the gun circle around St. George in a vicious way.

It is an ongoing, vacuum realm made of steel.

If he guessed the wrong direction of the attack, his chest and abdomen would be pierced; if he dodged to both sides, his abdomen would be cut open.

But if he stepped forward easily and was swung by the long handle of the gun, his ribs would be easily shattered, and he would also be injured.

Zhou Yi and St. George's physiques were almost the same, and Zhou Yi didn't have armor that could withstand the swipe of divine power, so it was difficult to step into the distance of the gun - the attack range of St. George's whirlwind swing.

However, Zhou Yi succeeded easily.

As if suddenly possessing the ability of a prophet, Zhou Yi can make accurate predictions about every movement of St. George.

It's not just the understanding of martial arts, but every subtle movement, every subconscious reaction can be guessed, and then countered one step in advance.

St. George's swordsmanship is the type that is good at defense and parry.His main weapon is the crimson spear whose tip is almost as long as the gun body. It is a sacred tool based on the crimson cross sword held by "Godlike" Michael.

It is capable of slashing and thrusting, born from flames, a weapon like the prototype of a lightsaber, and has the concept of "judgment of heretics".

It is a pity that St. George did not encounter a dragon in his life.If St. George really encountered a dragon that harassed the people as in the legend, he could really kill it easily.

However, even if St. George replaced Zhou Yi's magic spear with his powerless right hand, and replaced the magic weapon he was good at using with his intact left hand, in front of Zhou Yi who was holding the holy sword Ascalon shining with holy light, , he still had a weird feeling of being powerless.

It's like facing another self who is fully defending.

Each of his attacks can be seen through by the opponent, but the opponent has the dual characteristics of himself and Cu Chulainn at the same time.

However, despite possessing defensive swordsmanship, they continued to attack St. George like a mad dog.

...In terms of feeling, it is as funny as a berserker wielding two shields.

What's terrible is that this berserker who wields both shields can still throw out a storm of blades with the shield.

For St. George, the only good news is that Zhou Yi does not have a holy gun.Even if Ascalon was used to call out the shadow of the dragon, Michael's Holy Spear couldn't be used to call Skyfire to strike it.

The dagger, which shone brighter than the sun, flowed like flowing water in Zhou Yi's hands, bounced off every attack of St. George, and easily squeezed into the inner circle of the gun with a ferocious pace like a preying beast. Forcing St. George to keep retreating.

Just when Zhou Yi squeezed into the innermost part, he suddenly gave up his defense, and with a slight lift of the holy sword, he slashed towards St. George's throat!

St. George chose to retreat to defend without hesitation.He nailed the holy spear to the ground, trying to use the power of the earth to relieve Zhou Yi's strength.

Once the defense is successful, he will smash Zhou Yi's internal organs with one kick.

——However, as if he had understood his thoughts, Zhou Yi chose to take a half step back, his heels suddenly turned and cut into his side, and the holy sword immediately slashed at St. George's injured and bloody right shoulder.

Reluctantly raised the magic gun to defend, but because of the accumulation of injuries, with a clear gunshot, the magic gun finally let go.

Cheers, the magic gun bounced off the ground like a living thing and fell into Zhou Yi's left hand.

Accompanied by St. George's almost speechless gaze, Zhou Yi resumed his posture for the third time, and his physical condition returned to the fighting place again.

Afterwards, Zhou Yi gave up his current great advantage, retreated abruptly under St. George's incomprehensible gaze, and bowed his body deeply like a wild beast.

Seeing his posture, St. George immediately realized what he was going to do——

"Again?"

"It's different this time!"

Announcing loudly, Zhou Yi, who was lying on the ground, slowly straightened his waist, like a runner waiting to give orders.

In an instant, St. George felt that the air between himself and the black-haired boy suddenly twisted.

Different from the coldness before, the young man felt a scorching heat scorching his body like a scorching summer.

The unprecedented premonition of death completely covered the heart of the God of Disobedience.

——Ah, I'm about to die.

With such a premonition, St. George is still unwilling to give in.

Rather, he felt blessed to be able to die in such a carefree and intense battle.

Since I can't take care of talking, I must defend this blow with all my strength.

The move used by the last person with the magic gun, in the legend, no one can stop me, without exception.

"bring it on!"

Bang Bang knocked on his chest, and the blond young man roared happily in his eyes, and declared war on Zhou Yi: "Use your strongest trick——"

Before the words fell, Zhou Yi moved.

The body sank slightly, and the earth shattered.With a slight jump, he crossed a distance of more than fifty meters.

He was flying in the sky like this, with a solemn face like an angel announcing the doomsday.

Zhou Yi's muscles locked and tightened, and he raised the magic gun that "will pierce the heart with one shot" above his head, and the surrounding space screamed and screamed.

This was originally a Noble Phantasm for throwing, and this is its correct usage.

A magic spear that will surely pierce the heart if you aim it.