Tribute to the Demon King

Aisha, who was as proud as a swan just now, suddenly froze.

She shrank her neck timidly, waved her hands with a wry smile, and explained vigorously: "...Yes, I'm sorry! Just now because the scale of the injury was a bit large, I used a little force when I used the authority..."

The legions of the two parties simply wanted to worship Aisha as an idol and a god.Moreover, their actions were very natural. Zhou Yi even saw that the legion commander who led him to meet Ramses II was also mixed in the crowd—even a spellcaster of his level didn't feel it at all. I was charmed by Aisha, and I just kept shouting "Mrs. Goddess" and squeezed forward, just like a fanatical fan at a concert.

...This level of charm is almost a curse.

Randomly created doors to the past and different worlds, miraculous healing power that can heal many seriously injured in an instant, and demonic charm that naturally swayed passively.

People with such abilities especially like to draw their swords to help when they see injustice.Even in places where there are no cars, planes, roads or supply stations, there are travel enthusiasts with energy and mobility wandering around.

Zhou Yi began to understand why the "caretaker" wiped Aisha's ass and wiped the afterimage before it was too late to mend it... If such a character wandered back and forth in the past world, it would be perfectly normal when history would change situation.

Zhou Yi can barely understand how his sister and San Raphael avoid Mrs. Aisha.

But in the next moment, those Hittite soldiers who were stronger than the Egyptian soldiers under the blessing of Ramses II weakened in an instant.It was as if the power from them was taken away in an instant.

Seeing this strange situation, Zhou Yi felt a warning sign in his heart.

Sure enough—the next moment, a silver meteor flashed across the northern sky, carrying a hurricane and piercing through the clouds.

Zhou Yi didn't even think about it, so he immediately raised his sharp gun and jumped into the air. Just stepping on the ground with his feet, he left two footprints of burning fire on the ground. Those who were originally surrounded by Aisha were subconsciously shocked He let out a sound, and then he rushed up, trying to protect Aisha.

However, their movements are always a beat slower.

In terms of the speed of that blow alone, it even surpassed the extreme speed of Ahura Mazda, at least ten times the speed of sound.

Although I can't see what it is... But just as the thing approached, Zhou Yi's extraordinary vision could see that the space around it was deformed and squeezed as if it had been perforated, leaving circles and circles in the void. The bullet marks remained in the circle; the ground within tens of meters below it rolled up out of thin air, the lake exploded, and a sky-high water column rose up.

On the way it passed, those Hittite warriors were either blown to the sides, or their whole bodies became bloody in an instant, their skins were broken, blood was pumped out, and their whole bodies instantly turned into blood men.

That must be power—

Without even thinking about it, Zhou Yi knew that Muwatar must have made the move.It's true, Aisha's face-to-face poaching to show friendship is really straightforward... Zhou Yi himself wonders why Ramses II didn't pay back.

"Ah!"

That thing is really fast.The moment Zhou Yi saw that thing, he jumped into the air, stretched out his sharp gun to try to intercept it, but he just let the handle under the tip of his gun block the thing.

In an instant, an unimaginable force came.Zhou Yi had nowhere to rely on his strength in the air, and he was directly split into the air by that blow.

At the moment when he flew away, Zhou Yi saw the real body of the thing clearly——

It was an ordinary iron sword that split him into the air?

What the hell, flying sword?

Such an idea popped up subconsciously in Zhou Yi's mind.

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Zhou Yi's hastily struck, after all, still failed to stop the iron sword.

The result of head-to-head confrontation was that Zhou Yi flew backwards directly.If it wasn't for flying too low, Zhou Yi might have been able to shake Ramses II's solar boat three times.

The only good news is that after the sword knocked Zhou Yi into the air with a huge explosion, its speed dropped a lot.

In desperation, Zhou Yi could only erupt the flames in his body behind him to curb his flying speed.

It was a skill he had learned from his experience in Karna.Using Zhou Yi's spell power to use this move, it only took more than half a second to control his body, dragging a red glow in the air before flying back.

Then, he saw from a distance that Tony didn't use his power, and reached out and grabbed the sword.

Seeing the sword flying over, Tony didn't even think about it—although thinking about it might be useless—he touched it curiously, just like an ignorant child trying to hold the flame of a candle.

Zhou Yi suddenly called out in his heart that Tony is a pill, but he faintly felt a hint of joy.

After making such a big death, you should have a long memory...

In the end, what Zhou Yi didn't expect was that Tony's right hand was forged like steel, and he actually grasped the blade of the iron sword forcibly.

"Let me see……"

Tony held the iron sword as if nothing had happened, muttered in a low voice, and looked at the sword up and down.

His right hand, which can be turned into a spiral sword, is unimaginably strong even in a human state.Those two fingers were like a vise.Just being tightly pinched by his thumb and index finger, the seemingly ordinary but sharp and sturdy iron sword could not move at all.

The blade of the sword trembled and hummed, and the spine of the sword, which was struggling violently, turned red, and there were sparks pumping out from the fingers and the blade like a chainsaw cutting steel bars.

The sword that was originally aimed at Mrs. Aisha was actually directly controlled by Tony.

...This is probably the legendary empty-handed sword.

This is the first time I have seen the flying sword with empty hands.Zhou Yi couldn't help sighing.

He is like a child who has caught an interesting insect, tightly holding the blade of the sword and watching it carefully, while the other hand naturally holds the hilt of the sword, just like holding his own. The sword is generally natural.

"Well... this seems to be an ordinary sword."

After checking it repeatedly for a while, Tony tried to wave the iron sword in his hand, but he just muttered wonderingly: "How did you get that speed...it didn't burn?"

"Because that's my sword, Tony."

A calm middle-aged man's voice came from far behind the Hittite army formation. The sword seemed to be too humiliated at last. The wooden hilt burst directly, and the front blade spun in the air and flew Tony's throat.