Tribute to the Demon King

"Uh...cough!"

Luo Hao knelt on the ground helplessly, coughing desperately.

Hot viscera and blood coughed up from the throat.The weak but extremely pure flame was still burning slowly in her abdomen, soaking terrible heat into Luo Hao's body.

White hot air wafted from Luo Hao's whole body, and the flesh and blood she coughed up, which was not much different from coke, also exuded white hot air.

With just one blow, Luo Hao was directly injured by Zhou Yi.If she was just a mortal, without the foul-like physical fitness and terrifying anti-magic power of the godslayer, she would have been broken by the holy gun at this moment, and her whole body would be set ablaze and burned to death.

Zhou Yi raised his hand and inserted the holy spear into his chest, supporting his crumbling body with the magic spear.

...With his current physical condition, it was really a bit reluctant to perform this blow.

After all, Zhou Yi had suffered a near-death blow before.He is now almost relying on the increase of the previous Holy Land to deliver this blow.Although the power was much higher than his own routine, it also completely hollowed out Zhou Yi's body.

For him now, the flame of life also began to weaken rapidly.

- Both loses.

"It's a good fight, King Zhou...cough cough cough!"

After panting for about half a minute, Luo Hao straightened up slightly, and praised in a weak voice: "King Zhou——no, Zhou Yi. I have lived as a demon king for more than two hundred years...During this period, I have never met anyone You can push me, Luo Hao, to this point."

Even though she was kneeling on the ground with her right hand covering her abdomen, her expression did not reveal the slightest pain or distortion.Although her voice was weak, she couldn't hear any weakness from it.

The Eastern godslayer named Luo Hao had such a strong sense of self-esteem.

She took a deep breath, and then inserted the five fingers of her right hand covering her stomach into her abdomen.

Then, she gritted her teeth and dug out the burning ashes together with her own flesh and blood.

In an instant, thick blood splashed on the ground around her, and a large amount of blood trickled down her fingers.

The severe pain made Luo Hao hold his breath, his face turned pale immediately, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

But after that, Luo Hao's complexion gradually improved.

With a complex expression on her face, she whispered in the same hoarse voice as Zhou Yi: "Although there are various reasons for this failure...but I will not deny it. You won, Zhou Yi. After all, compared with you, I have age and experience. I have an absolute lead, as long as I can't win, even if it's just a balance of power, it should be counted as my loss. I, Luo Hao, am not the kind of stupid guy who will deceive himself."

"what……"

Zhou Yi supported his body with the magic spear, walked towards Luo Hao, and smiled gently: "I am not humble enough to accept your praise, Master."

"Of course." Luo Hao nodded in satisfaction, "You and I are both warriors, so you can just speak up if you have something to say. Flattery on the battlefield is what courtiers and eunuchs do, and we disdain it."

Even though he was severely injured, Luo Hao still smiled.

On her pale face, there was a cute smile: "As the saying goes, if you don't know each other... Zhou Yi, since I call you by your first name, you don't need to call me the leader in the future. Luo Hao and Luo Cuilian are fine. If You think highly of me, Luo Hao, you might as well call me sister."

"Okay, sister."

Zhou Yi responded, walked to Luo Hao's side in a blink of an eye, and slowly squatted down while supporting the magic gun.

His internal organs have been crushed by Luo Hao, and his tendons have been broken.But he released Scathach's magic gun recklessly—if he had recuperated well before, with the vitality and natural recovery power of the godslayer, even fatal injuries from broken internal organs would only take more than a month to recover come over.

But now, he clearly felt that his death was approaching.

The mantra has begun to dry up, and Zhou Yi's life is like a candle in the wind.Even treatment probably has no effect.

As long as the duration of the battle continuation is over, Zhou Yi will die.

...Fortunately, it's acceptable if it's just one life.

Accepting the fact that he died again, Zhou Yi flickered over and approached Luo Hao.

Since he will die sooner or later, why not use this life to do something in the end.

"What... woo?!"

Amidst Luo Hao's exclamation, Zhou Yi stretched out his right hand without warning, supported Luo Hao's chin with three fingers, and inserted his index finger and middle finger into Luo Hao's mouth.

The mantra from Zhou Yi gushed out from his fingers.

Intense healing magic poured into Luo Hao's body from his throat.The runes symbolizing death and resurrection were carved in Luo Hao's body using Zhou Yi's body as a medium.

The bloodstains on her back gradually faded, and the cracks that opened to the surroundings healed at a speed visible to the naked eye as if going back in time.The huge blood hole in the abdomen also emitted a faint light, and the granulation protruded out to form itself.Then the snow-white skin covered it again, without leaving the slightest scar.

Feeling the curse power rising up in his body, Luo Hao regained his strength and shook his head and pulled Zhou Yi's fingers out of his mouth. He stared at Zhou Yi in embarrassment, his fair cheeks turned red.

"Zhou Yi, your family...what's the matter with you?"

She was about to get angry at Zhou Yi's sudden rudeness, but at this moment she suddenly saw Zhou Yi's disheveled face.

"Sister, this is my last spell...take it."

Zhou Yi's voice suddenly became hoarse and weak.Then, as if suddenly becoming weak, his body collapsed like a rotten tree.

Subconsciously hugging the fallen Zhou Yi, Luo Hao showed a rare look of panic on his face.

Looking at her expression, a slight smile appeared on Zhou Yi's weak and ashen face, and after that, he completely lost his breath.

"Zhou Yi...! You idiot..."

Gritting his teeth, Luo Hao took a deep breath, hugged Zhou Yi's head and lowered his head.

Author's message:

…Kawen stuck me to death today, and when I think about the start of school tomorrow, I feel inexplicably sad and can’t write…woc What am I doing this holiday…I feel like I haven’t played at all!I didn't even touch the blood and wine I bought, bastard!My ass hasn't been rated yet, bastard! (beat the ground)