Tribute to the Demon King

Thick and disgusting spell power fluctuations gushed out from the gap between Zhou Yi's fingertips and the angel's skeleton, forming a substantial storm of strong spell power——

All of a sudden, the doors and windows of the entire research room were suddenly slammed open, the paper on the table flew violently, the wooden tables and chairs made weird creaking noises, and the flower pots suddenly burst into pieces.

But no one felt any wind blowing on their faces, and even the flowers in the flowerpots did not drop a single leaf because of it.

Completely ignoring Professor Benster's shout, Zhou Yi's gleaming silver-gray fingertips easily pierced through the increasingly intense mana storm, firmly grasped the "skeleton", and held it Take it from the jade dish.

The moment it left the jade plate, the structure of the "altar" was destroyed, and the spell power released was instantly eliminated, and everything before it was like an illusion.

Without any hindrance, the silver-gray spider web pattern immediately spread from Zhou Yi's fingertips, completely enveloping the pure white stone——

Author's message:

Chapter 1 is updated!I have a slight headache today, so I decided to write early and go to bed before twelve o'clock... (Lie down)

By the way, Emperor Wa's textual research is simpler than imagined, and there are many scholars who study this field... After reading the papers in the morning and half afternoon, I have gained a lot of knowledge.Look hard, study hard (Delevingne face)

Chapter 40 Ascending to be an emperor, who is the most respected?

Zhou Yi, who was holding the skeleton of the angel, suddenly lost his voice completely.

As if petrified, Zhou Yi froze in place motionless.If you listen carefully, even the sound of heartbeat and breathing disappears together.

But on the contrary, the cobweb-like thick lines are faintly shining on the boulder.The silvery-gray lines that were like mercury faded away little by little, turning into a more plain pure white, and then regurgitated on Zhou Yi's body again.

The dense spider web-like silver-gray magic engraving on Zhou Yi's right arm gradually faded, replaced by pure white slender lines like snake scales, and his skin gradually became as pale as a stone statue.

"……what?"

The first to discover the anomaly was Anne Charlton.

She looked at Zhou Yi in surprise, and felt her blood gradually boiling.The newly rejuvenated body spontaneously adjusted to its peak, and the scorching fighting intent like lava gradually ignited from the blood vessels.

No...it's not normal.

That kind of fanaticism is not directed at Zhou Yi as a compatriot... but at the god of disobedience?

"Impossible! How could Campione descend?"

Professor Benster on the side couldn't help blurting out.But he was slightly taken aback, and understood Zhou Yi's state a little bit, and immediately corrected what he said before: "No, that's not right... That's not a descendant of God..."

Seeing this scene, Lu Yinghua touched his chin thoughtfully.

Reminiscent of the martial arts in the duel between the uncle and the master before...he somehow understood something.

"...That is, re-engraving magic."

With an affirmative tone, Erica muttered: "Or, it's synchronous magic..."

The most indifferent person at the moment is Erica, who is closest to Zhou Yi on weekdays.

It's not that she doesn't care about Zhou Yi, but that she has almost fanatical trust in Zhou Yi.

As a witness who witnessed Zhou Yi using a human body to harmonize with a demigod and kill a god who does not obey, Erica is undoubtedly the person who trusts Zhou Yi the most in the world.

Complete trust in Zhou Yi, believing that he will never fail even in the face of any enemy - this is Erica's reservedness as a disciple and woman, and her admiration as a subject.

This time, it is the god of re-enactment.And also the original Earth Mother Goddess and Creation God...

What would Zhou Yi be like if he got the memory of Emperor Wa?

Full of anticipation, Erica set her sights on Zhou Yi.

But this relaxed state of mind did not last long.

As the engraving progressed, the surrounding air became heavier——

There were large cracks in the tiles in the laboratory, and they exploded into off-white powder with a rattling sound.

First, the tiles under the feet, and then the marble table top, with large cracks appearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.Other utensils in the laboratory rattled and shook, and from time to time several glass beakers suddenly burst into cracks.

The gravitational field visible to the naked eye gradually spread out. Annie hurriedly helped the handicapped Professor Benster to back away. Although the others were a little confused about the situation, they also knew that something was wrong, and they backed away simultaneously.

Until the trembling enchantment around Zhou Yi spread to the wall, Annie suddenly thought something was wrong.

I saw that the originally white walls began to slowly melt like plastic placed on candles, turning dark yellow and wrinkled.It's as if the paper that was originally white as snow has turned into crumpled, dry, withered yellow pages over time.

Seeing that the entire wall shattered like potato chips supporting a tall building, and the gravitational field continued to expand, Annie suddenly felt a sense of crisis that she might be buried alive.

But fortunately, before the wall completely collapsed, the substantial force field around Zhou Yi stopped expanding.

"okay."

Accompanied by Zhou Yi's indifferent voice, the shattered wall quickly returned from the scum to its original form as if time had flown back.Then the force field around Zhou Yi began to retract inward, and the crushed tiles and marble tabletops around him also quickly began to return to their original appearance.

In less than ten seconds, the entire room returned to its original appearance.Only the crushed glass beakers were not recovered.The white lines like snake scales on Zhou Yi's body also completely faded away.

It looked like it was just a hallucination.The scorching feeling in Annie's body also gradually subsided.

"……what is that?"

Jack touched his chest with some lingering fear, and looked at Zhou Yi from a distance, not daring to approach.

After Zhou Yi and the others entered the research room, driven by the trouble-making spirit flowing in the blood of Americans, he directly followed in out of curiosity.

As a result, when he retreated, he subconsciously chose the wrong direction. As a result, when the force field spread, he pushed the isolated and helpless himself into a corner, almost wrapping him in.

...Just a little bit, Jack thought he was going to be crushed to death.