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The sword struck like lightning, thundering through the air.
Dou Qi surged around the dark figure as he unleashed the full strength of a One-Star Warrior. He was confident that his sword would pierce the heavy knight's armor and send the arrogant "metal man" straight to hell.
Across from him,
The "metal man," strong as an ox, was still charging for all he was worth. Like an idiot, he thrust out his chest and relied on his armor as he barreled blindly toward the sword's tip. He might as well have been rushing to his death and reincarnation.
A sinister smile spread across the dark figure's face.
"You're dead, you fool!"
But then-
A flash of black light.
Clang!
Sparks flew.
The dark figure's smile froze.
As if by magic, the enormous black axe the "metal monster" had been dragging behind him suddenly appeared before him. It struck the very tip of the dark figure's sword with a deafening metallic crash.
"How... how is that possible?"
The dark figure's eyes filled with shock.
"He actually struck my sword tip with his axe blade while moving at that speed? That's an unbelievably miraculous skill... damn it, damn it, damn it! This guy was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger... he's an expert. I'm in danger!"
The dark figure was overwhelmed with regret.
But before he could react, the sword in his hand gave a mournful cry and shattered into several pieces under the terrifying force. The immense impact split the web of his hand, sending blood gushing out. Veins bulged along his entire arm, and beads of blood seeped through his skin...
The tremendous crash rang out across the battlefield.
The sight brought the fierce battle to a brief halt.
Soldiers on both sides stared slack-jawed. "God of War above, how much terrifying strength would it take to smash a two-handed broadsword head-on?"
But something even more astonishing was yet to come-
The enormous black axe turned into a blur of dark light in the "metal monster's" hands, moving at an unbelievable speed. Having shattered the dark figure's two-handed broadsword with one miraculous blow, the "metal monster" pressed his advantage and delivered another lightning-fast slash at his opponent's waist.
"This is going too far!"
The dark figure was furious.
But his two-handed broadsword had been shattered, and he had lost every advantage in a single exchange.
He had no choice but to push off the ground and soar into the air like a great bird, hoping to evade the deadly, bloodthirsty axe strike.
Who would have thought that the moment he rose, the blur of dark light would become even more bizarre? Its path defied all physical common sense. Following him like a shadow, it somehow changed from a horizontal slash into an upward swing.
The dark figure was in midair, with nowhere to dodge.
Rip!
There was a soft sound like a thin sheet of paper tearing.
As easily as cutting through a block of tofu, the black axe split the dark figure from his groin to the top of his head. It had moved so quickly that even after he landed, he seemed not to have realized what had happened, and his body remained intact...
After a brief pause,
The dark figure reached out slightly, a bewildered and desperate expression on his face.
That tiny movement was like a hideous summons from the god of death.
In an instant-
A thin line of blood appeared on his body.
The dark figure looked down at it in disbelief.
Before his desperate wail could escape, blood suddenly burst forth. With a wet splatter, his entire body split symmetrically in two along the line from top to bottom... the next second, pale intestines, shattered crimson organs, and steaming brain matter spilled out and scattered across the ground!
Clearly, the dark figure could not have been any deader.
An instant kill!
A One-Star Warrior killed in an instant!
The soldiers fighting nearby stared blankly.
They looked at Sun Fei as if he were a dragon in human form.
Even the sounds of fighting on the battlefield stopped for a second or two. The soldiers looked at one another, exchanging blank stares, before suddenly seeming to remember they were locked in a life-or-death battle. Only then did they shout and resume fighting.
"Wahahahaha! I didn't expect using an axe for 'Monkey Steals the Peach' to work so well. Hehe... wahahahaha!"
Having landed his blow, the "metal freak" planted his hands on his hips and threw back his head, laughing like an idiot.
Below Chambord City.
On a vast open stretch of ground five hundred meters from the Zuli River, several hundred black tents stood scattered in a peculiar pattern, completely blocking the only route across the plains by which Chambord City could seek outside help.
This was the black-armored soldiers' main camp.
The people of Chambord City did not know where these enemies in black light armor had come from. Three days earlier, one morning after the heavy fog lifted, Andrei, a sentry of Chambord City, had luckily spotted the tide of approaching enemies in advance. That had allowed them to close the gates in time, defend their stronghold, and buy themselves time.
There were approximately two thousand of these black-armored soldiers.
When their sneak attack failed, they set up camp by the Zuli River. They attacked without pause while sending out large numbers of scouts to completely cut off Chambord City from the outside world... the situation had remained that way for three days.
Today was the fourth day.
"This little city does occupy a defensible position. If not for this great river and those sturdy walls, perhaps I would have taken it for my father long ago, and that woman named Angela would already have become another golden songbird in my cage..."
By the Zuli River,
A silver-masked knight, wrapped from head to toe in black light armor, spoke as he rode and brandished his whip.
He rode a tall black steed without a single hair of another color. A gleaming silver mask shaped like a hideous devil covered the upper half of his face from the nose up. His black horse also wore fearsome armor, leaving only its four legs, tail, and eyes exposed. A mysterious, strange power flickered around him like a force field.
Behind him, nineteen knights stood silently at attention.
They all wore black armor and rode black horses, with identical hideous devil masks on their heads, though theirs were black. They stood in neat ranks, and even their warhorses were clad in black armor covered with barbs. Silent and motionless, they looked like devil knights who had emerged from hell.
"I never expected a mere sixth-class vassal state of a small first-rank empire to have such defensible terrain and sturdy walls, or even a mid-stage Three-Star Warrior..." The black knight closest behind the silver-masked man sighed, then smiled ingratiatingly. "But there's no need to worry, master. They're at the end of their strength, and all their experts have been tied down according to our plan. They can hold out for twenty minutes at most. Once the gates open, the city is certain to fall."
"Mm... after the city falls, let there be a night of slaughter, and let the soldiers enjoy themselves. Apart from the woman named Angela, leave no one alive..." The silver-masked man spoke lightly, as though the cruel order were a trivial matter to him. "Remember, no fires. We need this city!"
"Yes, master!"
The nineteen black knights answered in unison, their voices full of killing intent.
The black knight who had spoken earlier seemed to recall something and asked, "Master, their king..."
"Execute him on the spot! Make the royal women serve as military prostitutes for three days, then hang them all!"
"As you command!" The black knights were somewhat excited. They liked orders like that.
"Twenty is about to succeed. Start making preparations..." The silver-masked man waved a hand behind him. "Once the city gates are breached, deal with their experts and clear the battlefield as quickly as possible. I want to sit on their king's throne in the shortest possible time..."
Boom!
Before the silver-masked man had finished speaking, an earthshaking crash came from the distant city wall.
It was like a thunderclap resounding through the heavens.
The silver-masked man and the black knights behind him were all experts. One glance was enough for them to make out what had happened on the wall.
One of the black knights behind the silver-masked man cried out in shock and anger, "God of War above, that's... Twenty... Twenty was actually split alive? Damn it, is that guy a tyrannosaur in human form?"
The black knights looked at one another, their faces pale with shock.
They were all Star-Rank Warriors with extensive combat experience. They could naturally tell that the "metal freak" on the wall had relied entirely on brute strength to split "Twenty" with his axe, without the slightest fluctuation of Dou Qi... and that was what made it terrifying. After all, Twenty had possessed the strength of a One-Star Warrior.
"Master, let me go cut off that bastard's head and avenge Twenty!"
One of the black knights could no longer restrain himself.
Although the twenty of them had always had no names or faces and were addressed only by the numbers one through twenty, they had followed the silver-masked man through life and death countless times over the past four or five years and were as close as brothers. They had never expected Twenty to be hacked alive in two and die so horribly during a siege that had seemed to pose almost no difficulty...
It stirred a towering rage for revenge in them.
"Born with divine strength?"
A mysterious curve appeared at the corner of the silver-masked man's mouth, and he waved a hand behind him. "Interesting. I'm interested in this fellow... tell Langde to suspend the siege and pull the soldiers back!"
"Master, this..."
"Is there a problem?" The silver-masked man's voice turned cold.
"As you command, master!"
"According to Eagle Group's intelligence, the king of this sixth-class vassal state of a low-level empire is an idiot. So, haha, the orders have changed. Tell the soldiers to surround the city without attacking, then send someone to persuade them to surrender. If they agree, the king and his ministers may be spared. Apart from Angela and that metal freak, everyone else in the city is still to be killed!"
The silver-masked man's voice was icy, and his lips curved with the suggestion of a plot.
"As you wish, my master!"
The black knight immediately turned his horse around and set about carrying out the order.
"A few of you, get over here and carry this warrior away for treatment! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
The black axe in Sun Fei's hand was like the god of death's scythe, harvesting the lives of the black-armored soldiers around him one after another. Wherever he went, none could withstand a single blow. After clearing one area, he abruptly turned and shouted for the nearby soldiers to carry the unconscious, white-haired Pierce down from the wall for emergency treatment.
The "metal freak" was naturally Sun Fei, who had arrived just in time.
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