After going into the sea, I met Miss Witch - Chapter 285: Take my sword and survive, then we can talk about other things
In the center of the city where grandeur and dilapidation coexist.
Inside the collapsed tower.
A pale hand pressed the edge of the tower wall and dragged its body out completely.
It has human-like limbs, but its head has been severely deformed. It is no longer a human, but a lizard, or a western dragon.
There is not a single scale on its pale and smooth skin.
“…Who… dares… to invade the palace…”
“I am the demon king… Leos… The invader… will die…”
The demon king Leos has not finished speaking. He just climbed out of the tower and felt the overwhelming breath in the sky. He immediately stopped talking.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and was about to retreat into the tower.
“Are you conscious?” Ryan’s eyes showed surprise.
The body surface is so gray, which is obviously a manifestation of the development of “gray erosion disease” to a very deep level, but it is very different from the general gray corpse, and has language and judgment ability.
Is this the legendary innate intelligence holy body?
Such precious materials have been delivered to your door, and you still want to leave?
Ryan raised his left hand, put his index finger and thumb together, and flicked it lightly in the direction of the demon king Laos.
In an instant, a silver sword energy burst out and pierced the body of the demon king Laos.
The severe pain made it wail shrilly, and its struggling body smashed the wall of the tower and rolled into the city.
The seemingly thin sword energy can not only destroy the flesh, but also cause slight soul damage.
The former is insignificant to the demon king Laos, but the latter is a near-fatal injury.
Worried that his “little source of information” would die, Ryan took the initiative to disperse the sword energy, which allowed the dying demon king Laos to breathe again.
But he also lost his ability to fight.
Just a sword energy, or the kind that tried to hold back the power, made the demon king Laos unable to rise again.
It is enough to see the huge gap between the two.
Judging from the strength of the soul, the demon king, Laos, is probably an above-average existence in the hero level, much stronger than the saint, Aiocilis.
However, the hero level is only a demigod.
Compared with Ryan today, there is a difference of two realms in combat power.
In this way, it is not difficult to understand.
Looking at the humanoid creature that landed in front of him, the demon king, Laos, was full of fear.
If it were to say it in popular language, it would probably curse: Who understands my family? I was staying at home, and suddenly a shrimp-headed man demolished my home and beat me up.
Unfortunately, the demon king Laos did not understand the meteor language. Looking at the figure like a “god”, it could only tremble and lower its head, and said in fear: “… the noble and powerful… God…”
“I’m sorry…”
“I don’t know… what I can do… to make up for my disrespect.”
Looking at the demon king Laos, whose language logic was clear and who was very sensible, Ryan smiled with interest:
“It’s very simple.”
“Take me to the source of the ‘disaster’, and I will spare your life.”
“Maybe, I can give you a chance to get rid of this half-human and half-ghost posture.”
“The source of the disaster?” The demon king Laos trembled and said: “… I… I have never heard of this place… But as powerful as you are… you should be looking for the initial fire king, right?”
For the “good fortune” mentioned by Ryan, the demon king Laos had no desire.
It knew very well that when others were the butchers and I was the fish, being obedient was the only way to survive.
At this moment, trying to obtain something that you shouldn’t have will only lead you into an abyss from which there is no return.
“The Initial Fire King?”
Hearing the surprise in Ryan’s tone, the Demon King Leos hurriedly replied: “…Yes…Yes…He is in the deepest part of the Royal City…I know where…I can take you there.”
“Oh, then what is your status in the Royal City?” Ryan glanced at the Demon King Leos, and frightened the latter to answer immediately: “…I…I am the former subordinate of the Initial Fire King…Now the controller of the outer city of the Royal City.”
“The Initial Fire King? Interesting.” Ryan smiled: “Then can you tell me, what is the purpose of letting the pilgrims return to the Royal City?”
“No…I’m not…controlling it.” The Demon King Leos hurriedly explained: “I just…transferred…the soul essence collected…all sent to…the Initial Fire King in the depths of the Royal City.”
Ryan looked at the Demon King Leos quietly, and the latter’s scalp numbed: “I believe you temporarily.”
“Now, lead the way.”
“Yes, yes.” The Demon King Leos nodded continuously, staggering in front of the way.
Ryan didn’t urge him, just followed slowly.
The royal city is huge.
But the road that the demon king Laos took was not on the surface.
It first jumped down from an ordinary well, then passed through the complex and tortuous underground pipeline comparable to a maze, and finally stopped in front of a locked rusty iron door.
“Lord God.”
“The Initial Cinder King is deep behind this door.”
“He has not appeared for many, many years.”
It seems that after this period of proficiency, the demon king Laos finally stopped stuttering when he spoke.
“The fallen knight in the inner city and I have speculated whether the Initial Cinder King has died.”
“It’s just that the soul essences that have been delivered over the years have all been received, which makes us dare not act rashly.”
Lian listened without any expression.
The evolutionary stage of the demon king, Laos, in “ash erosion” is obviously beyond the cognition of the world.
Almost completely retains consciousness.
If everyone can do this, ignoring the ugly and deformed appearance, ash erosion can be regarded as a correct evolutionary route.
But unfortunately, ash erosion is not such a beautiful product.
Among billions of creatures, in the end, there is only one demon king, Laos, and one fallen knight, and the rest are all poor victims.
Compared to the saying of imperfect evolutionary route, Ryan feels more like a helpless choice when the world is dying and collapsing and there is no way out.
Of course, Ryan doesn’t care much about the reason now.
His goal is very simple.
Find the initial fire king and determine whether he is the “source of disaster”. If so, destroy him, if not, continue to search.
“Wait here.”
Leaving this sentence, Ryan took a step and walked towards the rusty gate.
As he moved forward, the rusty iron gate was squeezed, twisted and deformed by invisible forces. When Ryan arrived at the door, the iron gate had turned into an iron ball and was thrown aside casually.
This scene shocked the demon king Laos behind him, and he was more in awe of the strength of this great god.
Behind the rusty gate was a corridor that gradually became wider.
At the end of the corridor was a strange magic circle.
Countless things like pipes were connected to the six corners of the magic circle.
These pipes were filled with gray light, and there were soul fluctuations that Ryan was familiar with, belonging to the pilgrims.
Ryan swept his eyes over, and suddenly, these pipes were cut off one after another.
The magic circle that lost the supply of soul essence began to tremble, and then a flowing gray vortex emerged.
A human hand pressed on the edge of the vortex, trying to walk out, but just as he stretched out his palm, countless gray bands stretched out from it, pulling his palm and forcibly dragging it back.
“Can’t get out?”
This scene didn’t surprise Ryan much.
Since he heard the name “Initial Cinder King”, he had anticipated the scene in front of him.
“In that case, I’ll go find you.”
The palm was dragged back, and the gray vortex gradually became smaller. At this time, the world power belonging to Ryan descended, firmly fixing this passage in place.
This is the wonderful use of the power of the small world.
In my small world, I am the supreme master.
Ryan forced his way into the gray vortex in an almost brutal way.
The gray vortex seemed to have been squeezed in by some kind of behemoth, and began to tremble violently, on the verge of breaking.
But under the reinforcement of the power of the small world, it was in a strange state of being about to break.
After a slight sense of teleportation, Ryan arrived at an extremely strange world.
Under the blood-stained eyes of the sky, there is an endless wasteland.
Broken weapons are randomly inserted into the ground, with gray dried objects entangled on them.
The breeze floats, and these gray dried objects are like streamers of catkins, flying up and down, as if telling something.
Ryan ignored it, but quietly moved forward on the road paved with broken weapons on both sides.
Not long after, an open area appeared in front.
In the center, a gray throne stood quietly, and a figure sat on it.
He, wearing a crown, should have been majestic and heavy, but now, he is skinny, and the throne and his body are tightly entangled by the gray dried objects derived from the ground.
Ryan’s arrival is like the first breeze with vitality flowing into this silent world.
Blowing away the almost eternal darkness.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Ryan sighed:
“The former King of Heat has now become a dried-up shell.”
“Who would have thought that the so-called ‘Nourishment Ceremony’ was just a scam from beginning to end?”
And the one who responded to Ryan’s words was the eyes of the figure on the throne that opened.
Like boiling hot magma, the air glowed red.
Even the black knight who followed the “Heat of the Wind” had his soul burned and turned into ashes to continue wandering in the world, not to mention the king who represented the “Heat of the Wind”.
Even if he has fallen to this day, when he opens his eyes again, he is still the king who makes all living beings submit to him.
“No wonder the Wind God who has never died cannot solve the ‘source of disaster’.”
Ryan shook his head.
Heat of the Wind, Life of the Wind, and Light of the Wind are the three major sub-bodies of the Wind God, and they also represent part of the power of the Wind God.
Among them, the Life of Wind was extremely weak and was devoured by Saint Aiochiris.
The Light of Wind is unknown for the time being.
The Heat of Wind, that is, the skinny figure on the throne in front of him, has the most powerful power among the three kings, but because of this, it is possessed by the “Source of Disaster” and becomes one of the sources of disasters spreading in the world.
In this case, let alone the remnant of the Wind God, even if the main part of Him returns, it cannot be solved.
Because, under the blessing of the “Source of Disaster”, the King of Heat, that is, the Initial Fire King, has reached the level of a true god.
Even more powerful and difficult than ordinary gods.
Slowly standing up from the throne, the gray dry ribbon was pulled by Him, and a large area was broken.
“Roar——”
The Initial Cinder King let out a meaningless roar, and golden magma flowed on the sunken skinny body.
He held a pitch-black sword leaning against the throne tightly in his hand. At this moment, this strange world was like falling into a cage of purgatory.
Any creature below the gods who stepped into this place would suffer the endless burning of purgatory and turn directly into ashes.
This is also the reason why so many broken weapons are wrapped with gray dried objects.
They were originally of different colors, but under the extreme high temperature, they all turned into ashes, leaving only the essence of “ash”.
The purgatory world expanded, but in a flash, it was blocked by another equally powerful small world.
Ryan looked at the Initial Cinder King quietly, and the unfolding [Crazy Love World] made it difficult for the scorching hellfire to go any further.
“This should not be your ending.”
Perhaps, the original intention of the “Nourishment Ceremony” was indeed to continue this world.
But later on, especially with the annihilation of the humanity of the Initial Fire King, the “Nourishment Ceremony” has evolved into the source of maintaining the power of the Initial Fire King.
Perhaps it is precisely because of the clues that so many people no longer choose to participate in “Nourishment”.
Ryan raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the greatsword behind him.
The sword intent condensed, and the spirituality and power were all compressed.
Feeling the strong threat, the Initial Fire King roared even louder. The next moment, He, wrapped in countless lava streamers, jumped in front of Ryan, and slashed down with the greatsword in his hand with the broken case, revealing its golden and red true appearance.
The power of a sword, under the gods, there is no hope.
Even gods can’t escape the ending of serious injuries.
But at this moment, the Initial Fire King is not facing the gods of this world, but Ryan.
“Clang——”
The greatsword was drawn out, and the silver light replaced the red, becoming the only color in this world.
In the fear of life and death, only a trace of human fluctuations emerged in the golden-red pupils of the Initial Fire King, but Ryan did not stop because of this.
The sins of this world must be borne by someone in the end.
Even if the original intention was for the world, the Initial Fire King’s subsequent actions have become the “cancer” of the world.
“Take my sword, don’t die, and then talk about other things.”
The silver light slashed, and the twisted purgatory world fell apart.
In front of the broken throne, the Initial Fire King half-knelt on the ground, supporting his body with a big sword, so he didn’t die.
The magma on the surface of the body gradually cooled, and the body surface returned to black.
Looking at the Initial Fire King who was not dead, Ryan’s eyes showed surprise.
Although he only used the “Dimension Slash”, with such a huge gap in strength, he was able to take his sword. The Initial Fire King was worthy of being the last king of this ruined capital.
But, that’s all.
His vitality has been annihilated in the previous sword. Even if he is not dead now, he can’t hold on for long.
Raising his head with difficulty, looking at this broken world, the eyes of the Initial Fire King seemed to see through the cracks and see the miserable world full of starving people:
“I’m sorry…”
“I…”
“Is this the wind…”
“Please…”
His eyes stayed on Ryan, with a kind of hope engraved in his soul.
The voice gradually became lower and lower, until it disappeared.
The Initial Fire King fell.
