Tribute to the Demon King

She had just shown a bewildered expression when Zhou Yi reached out and covered her head, picked up the remaining half of her body, his slightly opened pupils were full of shining pale light.

"No thanks. I've had fun with you, too."

Zhou Yi said softly, "You haven't reached the point of death yet."

As he said that, the silvery-white lines in his hands ignited like blue flames, covering half of Lancelot's body in an instant.

Then her body suddenly melted, falling to the ground and turning into orange flames.

Zhou Yi stood on the spot with his eyes closed and savored it carefully. After a long time, he opened his eyes and clenched his right fist slightly.

"I found a way to summon the King of the End."

He whispered.

Inside that fist, there was a tremor of steel.

The sleeping place of the last king is the God of Salvation.However, that did not refer to the gun blade in Lancelot's hand.

When several Campiones appear on the ground, the King of the End will be resurrected.Then carry out the annihilation battle to wipe out all the godslayers, and fall into a deep sleep again after the battle, and turn into a magic knife again.

However, the Last King did not come only once.Therefore, there is not only one divine knife of salvation left on the ground.

However, the God of Salvation that hosts the King of the End is indeed the only one, and the others are just fakes.If you want to revive the King of the End, then you need to find the real sword of salvation.

For others, there is nowhere to start solving the puzzle, but for Zhou Yi, it is equivalent to sending the answer directly in front of him.

——Only need to engrave the Divine Sword of Salvation once.

"So, don't rush..."

Zhou Yi muttered, let go of his right hand, and took a step back.

After his body took two steps back, the maze suddenly roared into motion.The labyrinth around the Black Prince and Lu Yinghua twisted, separating and taking away the two of them who were communicating, while the ground where Gnivea died was pushed in front of Zhou Yi like Hua Rongdao.

"Thanks, Asterios."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, thanking the spirit-body friend behind him.

"No, no, thank you."

Asterios stammered and replied, "I, know... your thoughts."

"Ah……"

Zhou Yi couldn't help showing a gentle smile.

He raised his hand and stroked the hair of Asterios who was squatting behind him and hidden in the void: "Good boy."

Asterios raised his head and rubbed Zhou Yi's hand, without saying a word.

"It's a little late."

Then Zhou Yi half squatted down, inserted his hands into the soil turned into after Gnivea's death, held the powder and fell into deep thought.

"……Um?"

Zhou Yi was taken aback suddenly.

When he was tentatively re-engraving with the pile of dust, he felt the pulling of his mind.

This phenomenon is quite common.If it is a replica of an existence that has not yet died, the most direct feeling is to put one's own thinking into the other's body and experience every detail of the other's experience.

Could it be... Gnivea hasn't completely died yet?

Zhou Yi looked at the handful of soil in his palm, and couldn't help but fell silent.

...Does this seem to be still breathing?

Moreover, Zhou Yi's eyes can also see the soul, and it is impossible for the soul to remain in the world...

"So, is it missing?"

he murmured.

With the immortality of the god ancestor, it is not impossible to rely on strong thoughts to extend his life for a few seconds when he has already died.

So Zhou Yi did not hesitate, and chose to perform the attunement with that handful of soil.

Then, his perspective changed instantly——

"Not reconciled."

Genivea's consciousness was fuzzy, and such a thought came to her mind.

Her body has turned into sand and collapsed, falling into the ground.

Life has completely come to an end.It should just disappear like this to prepare for the next reincarnation.

...However, there is still a little reprieve before the execution of the death penalty.

While floating on the ground, Gnivea was vaguely thinking about the "King of the End".

She came to this world not to take revenge or to fight, but simply to find someone.Therefore, her thoughts after death did not remember her murderer at all. She just wandered unconsciously near the gun blade dropped by Lancelot, squatting down and trying to hold it in her hand.

One stroke, two strokes... A transparent hand cannot hold a holy spear with substance.But Gnivea, who had only one thought left, did not give up, but concentrated on trying to hold the holy gun again and again.

That is of course futile.