Tribute to the Demon King

And in the dark—his identity is Walter Zamparini, the commander-in-chief of the magic society "Palomos".

The reason why Zhou Yi sought him out was very simple. He wanted to borrow Zamparini's private jet so that the three of him could reach the west coast of the United States before dawn tomorrow morning... When they were in the same city, Zhou Yi wanted to find someone It's much more convenient.

If there is no accident, by noon tomorrow, Zhou Yi will be able to bring Erica and Lu Yinghua to meet his best friend—John Pluto Smith again.

Author's message:

The update is here... Today, I am decorating my home. Mom has been busy until night. Although it is only three o'clock, I have recently agreed not to stay up late, so I still hurry up and sleep... Sorry, readers, please believe that I will definitely be able to make a second update tomorrow ...not a flag! (chest out)

It seems that the daily routine has been a bit long these days, although it seems that you guys actually like to watch it... But I decided to push another wave of plots, otherwise it is easy to get tired of watching too many daily routines. Not good (spread hands)

It is said that I have been updated for one or two days in a row just after being recommended, will I be beaten to death by the editor... (shaking)

Chapter 33 What do you say you are fine?

Los Angeles.A melting pot of races, a stronghold of economy and industry.

At the same time, this is also a magical city where the whirlpool of crime is entangled, a metropolis where depravity and prosperity coexist.

In this chaotic city, people who have long strayed from the principles of the world live.

That is a magician-a person with supernatural powers who sold his ethics and conscience to the devil and obtained supernatural magic power.

It is said that they gathered in Los Angeles to pursue the "Angel's Remains" buried here hundreds of years ago-a holy relic that can bestow great magical powers on the successor.

The authenticity of this legend is still unclear. After all, you can’t just grab a magician on the side of the road with a microphone and interview him, "What is your purpose?"... But even so, the magicians in Los Angeles are far more than It is true that many other cities in the United States.

Before their natural enemies appeared, this city of fallen angels was once secretly controlled by them.

Until the second half of the [-]s, their good days came to an abrupt end without any warning.

Possessing enormous magic power unmatched by any magician, manipulating catastrophic spells, a magic bullet shooter who can turn into an invincible giant and a cheetah running in the dark night, a man who is always victorious——

——It is also the dark hero who guards this sinful city and calls himself "John Smith".

After his name gradually spread, the citizens who were guarded by him, rescued by him, and witnessed his existence gave him the name "Pluto" in awe and admiration.

The man has since had a new name, John Pluto Smith.Enemy of the Warlock, Guardian of the Mask, unidentified dark hero.

Thanks to him, Los Angeles was able to pull out of chaos and crime, and become a land bathed in the fire of order again.

"Those days are almost over..."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Jack Milburn looked gloomy.He lay limp under a parasol on the beach, staring at the cloudless blue sky of California.

Just three days ago, right here, America's hero John Pluto Smith died in battle.

The reason why he is so concerned about this matter is that the unit Jack works for is a secret organization called SSI specially set up by the United States for the investigation of magic and supernatural phenomena and the concealment of related information.

In less than a decade, Jack has fought side by side with the man Smith as a "Secret Agency Soldier A" that often appears in Japanese special effects films and American superhero movies.Both parties are already acquainted.

They defeated countless powerful enemies such as powerful magicians, elves who freely manipulated natural forces, and monsters that were huge enough to destroy cities.Smith fought it all alone while they watched, and won them all.

…but the guy from three days ago was different.

What the leader of the "Lord of the Flies" transformed into was a monster snake over [-] meters long that swept across the seaside of Venice.If it is straightened from the beginning to the end, its height can be compared with a twenty-story high-rise building.

It is covered with silver-white scales, majestic and gorgeous like a god, even if it is just stared at, Jack's hands and feet are cold all over his body, and the soles of his feet seem to be glued to the ground-even he can't even retreat.

"No, Smith, don't go!"

Subconsciously, Jack called urgently.

The reason why he was selected by the SSI is probably because he was born with the kind of inspiration to predict the strength of the enemy.Soldier A, who is active by his side as a warning to Smith at critical moments, is exactly the time to perform his duties.

However, facing Jack's warning, the man replied so handsomely.

"Wait for me just a moment, Jack. It's not a gentleman's thing to turn down an invitation to dance with the ladies... Besides, there's no way out now."

The man's words were full of confidence, and he walked forward with a long black shawl: "I will be back soon. Instead of worrying about me, you might as well buy some good beer and go home, Jack—wait for me Put this lady down and go find you for a drink."

Although it is a very handsome word...but looking at Smith's back, Jack always feels inexplicably flustered.

Probably an illusion.

That fellow Smith has fought so many battles, how could he lose to a big snake——

...but in the end, the man didn't come back.

It clearly has a huge advantage...but inexplicably failed in the end.

Facing that man, the Silver Snake chose to end his short life vigorously.

This vigorous way is self-destruct.

According to later calculations by SSI experts, the explosion was powerful enough to level the entire Venice area, and incidentally triggered a major earthquake that spread to one-third of the continental United States.

Faced with such a desperate situation, John Pluto Smith hugged the big snake, flew to the sea like a meteor, and tried his best to stay away from the land... Then, he exploded in mid-air together with his old enemy.

And just like that, the hero died.

But it is unbelievable that the evil god he believed in has fallen, but the association of Lord of the Flies still exists.

"This unscientific……"

Just when Jack was frowning and muttering in a low voice, trying desperately to find the reason why the Lord of the Flies didn't fall apart, a large shadow suddenly cast before his eyes.

The figure blocking the sun brought some shade to Jack, but it also interrupted his thoughts.