Ke Zhou's whole body had been knocked apart, and he couldn't raise any strength to move at this moment. Although he expected that the other party had already prepared complete measures to fight against the dragon clan, he did not expect that it would be so powerful.

In this case, whether it is planning or thinking, it is completely useless. Those things seemed so small under the suppression of this absolute power, and it was at this time that Ke Zhou deeply felt his insignificance. Maybe I was really glad because of some cleverness, maybe I was secretly happy because my body could resist all the magic that was directly applied to him, but he didn't expect that in the end, it was this that hurt himself and Beibei.

In this world, weak is the most, as long as he is weak, he is destined to be unable to do anything, without Xiao Liu, without Beibei, he is just an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary.

"What else can I rely on......" Ke Zhou thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a little like laughing, maybe he is such a person, he can't achieve his goals without relying on others, whether it is strategy or cleverness, it is based on relying on others. If you don't have this kind of thing, you're no different from waste.

He turned his head with great effort and looked at the dragon behind him—he didn't expect Beibei's body to be such a huge dragon, and he was also slightly taken aback. The dragon, which was supposed to be snow-white, had been swallowed by darkness at this time, and an ominous aura emanated from all over her body, and she was still panting softly, but it seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. Ke Zhou knew that Beibei would never die because of this kind of attack, but he still felt distressed.

But at this moment, he could only lie next to Beibei's huge body, quietly waiting for death to come.

The other party was less than twenty meters away from him, and the expression on his face was quite proud, and he was even talking and laughing - this is undoubtedly a great irony, they may really be just a joke to the other party. This voice made Ke Zhou laugh too, but unlike the other party's laughter, his laughter sounded more miserable, and there was a taste of self-deprecation in the misery.

If he could be stronger, if he could have great power like the time-traveling works he had seen, wouldn't this happen? Yes, the biggest joke this malicious world made to him was that in a world with magic, you can't use magic.

He trembled and stood up with Beibei's huge body, barely holding on to his body from falling.

He understands that this is his last battle as a weakling, that if he loses, he will lose everything, and the odds of victory are infinitely close to zero, with no support, no scrolls, no help from the north, and even weapons are just twigs picked up from the ground.

But again, because of this, he doesn't even have any concerns. Although Xiao Liu took great care of himself, when he was in the palace, he could be regarded as having repaid his benevolence. Zhou Yu also helped them a lot, but at that time, he saved Zhou Ting and them, which could be regarded as his own reward.

So...... Only Beibei remains. Ke Zhou admits that he doesn't owe anyone, but he feels that he can't pay it off no matter what.

"Can you still stand up...... But it's just an ability like Flashback, and your body structure should have almost collapsed. ”

The swordsman's words were full of contempt and disdain, as if he was very dissatisfied with the opponent who had forced them back. He never imagined that this man would be so fragile that he couldn't even use basic magic.

"Don't struggle, you won't suffer more pain when you fall with peace of mind. If you want, I can kill you with a single sword, so you don't have to worry about what happens next. As he spoke, he drew his sword - he was only about ten meters away from Ke Zhou, and it could be said that it was already on his face.

Ke Zhou struggled to maintain his body, and he felt that his eyes had begun to blur a little, and he was about to lose sight of everything in front of him, as if he would fall asleep forever at any time. He shook his head violently, trying to clear himself up—it worked, for the tingling pain from his neck, like something had penetrated his neck, made him breathe.

The brain is already groggy and may collapse at any time, but it still persists here with the last perseverance. He couldn't think anymore, and being able to stand in front of Beibei was already his last strength. It was a feeling that as long as he fell, he would experience something more painful than death, and all kinds of things from the past appeared in front of his eyes, from Kitaku being rescued by him with his injuries, to shrinking in his arms and coming here in an airship, all flashing through his mind.

"Have you completely given up your resistance, and closed one eye...... Why don't you close it all up, so that you don't have to see the tragic state of your own death. The swordsman didn't know why, but the words became more and more numerous, and there was a tone of sarcasm. Of course, this sarcasm is not only aimed at Ke Zhou, but also seems to be directed at himself.

Closed one eye?

Ke Zhou didn't have the strength to raise his hand to touch his right eye again, but he didn't close his eyes himself, didn't he know it himself? He could see it deeply with his right eye......

See......

"Huh?"

Unconsciously sore, Ke Zhou snorted lightly.

What he saw with his right eye was not the few people who were getting closer to him, not even the world.

In his right eye, he had appeared above the wilderness, standing on his own...... And he turned his head slightly. It was not the dragon that he was supporting, but the little girl on tiptoe in the wilderness, raising her hand to support his palm.

"Beibei, can you still hear it?" Ke Zhou asked softly.

"En," Beibei replied.

The swordsman had already stood in front of them, raised his great sword, aimed at Ke Zhou, ready to slash down, but he didn't do it immediately, but waited for the lovers to say what they wanted to say.

"Stuff the rest of your magical energy directly into my body, and don't be sad if I die. Ke Zhou said, really closing his eyes, as if waiting for death to come.

"After your death, I will guarantee that the dragon will not be mistreated and insulted until it is delivered to the principal. As he spoke, the giant sword in the man's hand swung down and slashed at Ke Zhou's body.

It's just that this giant sword didn't kill Ke Zhou with one blow as imagined. Instead, it seemed to be blocked by some wall of air or something, and it was fixed in the air.

"Huh?"

Before he could ask questions, he felt a violent concussion, and he was forced back a few steps. He looked at Ke Zhou in front of him in disbelief, and was a little speechless in surprise.

Ke Zhou's body was filled with magical elements—but they didn't come from Ke Zhou, as if his body was naturally absorbing them—the process was slow, but it was a little weird for someone who didn't even seem to know how to use magic.

From Ke Zhou's point of view, his brain was almost on the verge of coma, and it was in this half-conscious state that he saw that the world he was in and the wilderness had some slight overlap.

He felt that in that wilderness, the formation that had previously controlled the big skeleton soldier began to gradually absorb something from his body. At the same time, he also felt that a faint force was gradually entering his body. It was as if the magical energy in the air was being absorbed by the formations in the other world.

"Is my body ...... Is it a passage connecting these two worlds?"

With such doubts, Ke Zhou asked Beibei to transmit her magic to herself—obviously, it was indeed the case. Not only that, but these transmit the energy of the past, and even activate the formation, and then output the results to reality.

As his consciousness began to gradually wake up, he also felt that the real world was becoming clearer, and at the same time, the other side was slowly blurring, and the surrounding energy began to stop pouring into his body. All these circumstances show that the "channel" of his body is gradually closing.

Time is running out, and we must find a way to deal with the swordsman who is approaching again. But even if he is solved, the teammates behind him are not something he can contend with.

Well, there's only one way left.

At the last moment when the "passage" closed, a shining light flashed on Beibei's body. Clear-eyed people understand that it is a kind of teleportation ability derived from the formation, which can teleport a distance that is not close - this is the only way Ke Zhou can think of to solve the current situation, and directly send Beibei into Dragon Valley...... In that case, at least Kitaku should be safe......

With the slash of the giant sword, Ke Zhou's body burst out with countless blood splashes...... Of course, these blood flowers did not splash on Beibei's body, because she was no longer behind Ke Zhou.

"That's it......"

Ke Zhou hummed softly and closed his eyes.