Tribute to the Demon King

Whoa! Chapter 2 is here! (chest out)

Well, the Shuke server will be maintained for a while, I guess the background may collapse...plus today the two chapters add up to 5k+, the third chapter should be gone...I will write for a while, if I finish writing but the server crashes I will save it as a manuscript! (nod)

Chapter 10 When you first meet a big dog, it’s your fate

"You guy..."

The young man in red clutched his pierced abdomen, struggled to stand up from the ground, and stared at Zhou Yi with gritted teeth.

Damp blood seeped out from between his fingers, soaking the dark red holy relic cloth.

The penetrating attack like a comet suddenly hit him from bottom to top while he was leaping in the air, knocking him down directly.

It's not just as simple as being punched out of a hole. Archer could feel a manic heat rushing through his stomach, as if a wound had been stuffed with ashes freshly collected from the stove.

Just looking at him directly can feel the burning sensation that almost burns the body.

...What level of monster is this?

The madness emanating from him almost completely froze Archer's body and consciousness.He didn't even meet his eyes, he just approached him, and Archer could feel a strong pressure that made him unable to move.

Archer smiled wryly, and asked his Master: "What's the stats of this guy in front of me? What's the shortcoming?"

But the next moment, Kiritsugu's nervous shout came from his earphone——

"Run away, Archer! That's not an opponent that can be dealt with by brute force. Except for luck, all his attributes are above A, you have no chance of winning!"

"...As expected."

Archer pondered for a while, and then resolutely answered with words: "No, don't use the command spell... I think I can probably escape."

"Don't try to escape...you idiot."

Leisurely, the black monster covered in terrifying spikes slowly approached Archer with strong malice rolling in its throat.

"Pointing the blade at the king, this kind of behavior was called assassination in ancient times, right?"

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, whispered maliciously, and squeezed the demonized Holy Spear tightly: "In other words... are you not convinced?"

As soon as the words fell, the muscles in Zhou Yi's right arm suddenly swelled up, and he threw it towards Archer without hesitation!

From standing still to turning into a flash of lightning, it didn't even take half a second.

There was a slight buzzing sound like a cicada's wings vibrating in the air, and a sharp and slender red light flashed past, and Archer instinctively jumped to the side, barely avoiding this unexpected blow.

After about a second, the dark red light suddenly expanded.

The crimson absurd heat roared, spreading out to the surroundings in one breath, and did not stop until the thickness of the bucket.

Like a rotating magma column, the poisonous fire from hell swirls in the air, exuding terrifying heat.

Archer watched this scene, cold sweat dripped down his back.

If he hadn't avoided it, his whole body would have been burned to ashes by the lava blasted from his body by now.

From its seemingly ordinary voice, this power is simply foul-level...

But before he could catch his breath, Archer's face changed suddenly, and he rushed to the side in embarrassment.

The next moment, from behind him, the Yanlong made of magma roared and rolled back again, pierced back from the position he was standing on just now, and obediently fell into Zhou Yi's hands.

——Is it still attacking once and twice? !Who the hell is Archer!

Archer looked at this scene with a face full of crap, remembering the incident when he looked at him from several kilometers away just now, and a sense of absurdity "he couldn't really throw it over just now" arose in his heart.

Without any room to breathe, Zhou Yi clenched the dark red spike in his hand again, and threw the spike-like dark red spear towards Archer!

"What the hell!"

Archer dodged in embarrassment, and before he could stand still, he suddenly felt darkness in front of his eyes, as if the light of the street lamp was blocked by something.

He raised his head blankly, and found that someone who was still dozens of meters away just now appeared in front of him silently.

The next moment, the magic spear was drawn towards Archer like a blood-soaked thorn.

Light flashed, and in Archer's hand, two lights flashed, one black and one white dagger appeared in his hand, blocking Zhou Yi's blow at the last moment.

This too ferocious blow caused him to slide on the ground about a distance of more than one meter, and his upper body leaned back and stiffened for a moment.

But Zhou Yi just took a step forward and came to Archer.

He didn't even use the magic gun, he just raised his feet sideways, rolled up the storm with bright red spiked boots, and hit Archer's belly heavily.

"Ugh-"

Screaming, Archer's body bent deeply, and was ejected suddenly.

His body rolled and slid on the ground, bouncing like a float, and hit the outer wall of a house, smashing a deep hole.

"Damn...it hurts..."

Struggling, Archer clutched his re-injured abdomen, leaning on the wall to stand up.

But as soon as he stood up, he was chased by Zhou Yi who was like a ghost, and mercilessly smashed into the wall with a magic spear full of thorns, and Archer's whole body was embedded in it.

A mouthful of blood spat out from Archer's mouth.

Just being stepped on the ground by Zhou Yi, he felt a dull pain in his heart.