Chapter 223: Silk Play
"I'm sorry."
Rama could not deny Gnevia's words.
"You don't have to apologize, it's Gnevya's own initiative, and for me, being able to see your face and hear your voice is already the greatest gift."
The white dragon's voice made people feel poignant.
"It's Gnevia's long-cherished wish to give everything to you!"
This sentence was not like the voice of Gnavia before, it was a mixture of her own voice and the roar of the white dragon.
"Boom, boom, boom————!"
The white dragon's body suddenly exploded and turned into a golden brilliance.
At the same time, a large bottle of gold "color" about the height of a child appeared.
The golden mana poured out of it poured into the body of the Last King.
"The Holy Grail? Is that what it really used for? Alexander frowned.
Grail? This big bottle is the Holy Grail?
Unlike a certain wishing machine, Qin Mo could see that the function of this holy grail was to store earth spirit qi.
Rama in ancient times was really not normal, and Rama is in the best state now.
"Why do you ...... this?"
Rama bowed his head, and he grieved for the sacrifice of Gnavia.
"There is no need for this, my beloved son has finally fulfilled her sad wish."
Lancelot also looked at Gnivia who had disappeared above in amazement.
"I can't see that the "Knight on the Lake" is still quite gentle, according to me, it is better for a brave man who must sacrifice a woman's 'sex' life than to die directly, don't you say?"
Qin Mo's slightly sarcastic voice came into the ears of Rama and Lancelot.
Rama was not provoked, and at the same time raised his left hand to stop Lancelot, who wanted to refute.
The hero who annihilated the Demon King just looked at Qin Mo in surprise.
"First of all, I agree with you, and besides, we met about fifteen hundred years ago, right? I didn't see you when I woke up again, and I thought it was strange at the time, because a powerful demon king like you shouldn't fall easily. ”
That's right, Rama's memory of Qin Mo is very clear.
After thousands of years of crusading against the Demon King, the devastating "Ryoma" still shines brightly in his memory.
"It's a journey into time, right? Relying on the gods of the journey or the goblins somewhere, fly from this era to the distant past. ”
"That's probably it!" Qin Mo waved his hand indifferently.
For Rama, it may have been 1,500 years, but for Qin Mo, it has only been a short time.
"Okay, you ran away last time, this time I will definitely send you back to the myth, and your mission will be ended today."
Now that Rama has regained his power, there is only one battle left for him.
"Although I was defeated by you in ancient times, I am now very different from what you know."
Speaking in a leisurely tone, Rama's body emitted a golden glow.
At the same time, the mana on his body began to climb rapidly.
If the Monkey King's mana in the face of the four god-killers reached about forty-seven, then Rama's mana at this moment had even exceeded a hundred.
After using the "Great Law of Covenant", Rama has reached an unbelievable level in terms of mana alone.
At this moment, Rama has the strength to deal with seven god-killers on the ground at the same time.
"This ...... It's really ......."
Alexander saw the strength of the last king as he wished, which was even more exaggerated than he imagined.
This kind of difference in magnitude can cause strength to be crushed.
Qin Mo is very perverted, which Alexander saw from the battle of the Monkey King.
However, in the face of the final king of this state, it is unpredictable to win or lose.
Rama looked at the Sword of Salvation and looked a little tired.
"I'm going to fight alongside you again."
"Are you really tired of fighting?"
Lancelot noticed the scene and confirmed his previous suspicions.
"This is the true posture of the 'Covenant Dafa', and it is really unreasonable."
Qin Mo probably understood why Sita would emphasize the dangerous "nature" of Rama who used the "Great Law of Covenant".
"But you're still going to lose."
"As a god killer, you have to have that kind of self-confidence." Rama smiled.
"It's not confidence, it's just the fact that it's going to happen."
Qin Mo knew his own abnormality better than anyone else.
If Rama, who used the Great Law of the Covenant, could only be so much ahead of him in terms of mana, then there was absolutely no chance that he would be defeated now.
"Enough! A god-killer who speaks wildly! Who do you think you're talking to! ”
A faltering shadow appeared beside the last king, and eventually turned into a noble son who looked exactly like Rama.
The only difference between the two is that Rama has a fair complexion, while his complexion is brown.
"My brother is the last savior to appear, the dragon among men, the hero with the noblest destiny, the supreme brave man with endless brilliant exploits and the blessings of thousands of gods! The despicable god-killer dared to underestimate his noble brother! ”
Well, this is Lakshman.
Rama's younger brother and assistant, now appears as a subordinate god as the shadow of the Last King.
also took on the distortion of being the "god of disobedience" for his brother Rama, which led to the original hero now acting and speaking very "younger brother".
Simulating the heavenly wisdom of Athena's godhead, coupled with the special "nature" of the incarnation of the "warrior" and the eye of the ancients, Qin Mo saw this shadow thoroughly at once, and perhaps understood its own "sexual" nature better than himself.
"I'm not underestimating him! It's just a statement of what's going to happen, 'brother' don't be so irritable. ”
Qin Mo looked directly at Rama and said, "You don't seem to want to do anything with me?" ”
"I will kill all the demon kings, and you are no exception, this is my destiny and my mission." Rama did not answer Qin Mo's question directly.
"So you're saying you didn't want to fight, but you just had to fight for some reason?"
Hearing Qin Mo's words, Rama was slightly stunned, and then said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you, if we start fighting, I will definitely go all out." Without this level of enlightenment, you will not be able to defeat a god-killer like you. ”
The corners of Qin Mo's mouth curled, and he felt that Rama might have made a mistake.
"Okay, don't apologize at every turn, your 'brother' is about to be unable to hold back. Also, you still have a desire to fight. ”
Will the strongest "Steel" get tired of fighting because of thousands of years of crusading against demon kings?
At least Qin Mo felt that it wouldn't, this was what he had learned from Perseus, the god of "steel" whose spirit was "singing and crying".
Qin Mo's incomparably determined tone made Rama a little surprised, and the last king smiled and said, "Maybe I really still have this fighting heart." ”
"Not perhaps, for sure. What you're tired of is just a show that someone else has arranged, not a real fight. Do you know our ancient Chinese silk play or puppet show? ”
"I saw it when I woke up once." Rama faintly sensed what Qin Mo wanted to say.
"So Mr. Brave, do you think you look like a marionette?"