The adjutant beside him shouted.
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of pale golden flames suddenly shot into the sky from the ground near the Military Department headquarters gate.
Like countless pale golden sword energies, they suddenly erupted from the ground. Amidst the agonizing screams, three or four hundred Barcelona soldiers, caught off guard, were instantly shredded into uniform pieces, like pigs placed in a meat grinder. Some officers also perished in this golden sword array.
"Damn it, there's an ambush! It's a magical killing formation!"
Montoya was shocked, not expecting the Zenit to be prepared. He unleashed a powerful burst of fiery battle Dou Qi, using the strength of a Moon Class expert to forcefully suppress the surging killing intent on the ground.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Barcelona army immediately launched a fierce Charge.
"What a pity, the enemy's strength is simply too great. This kind of sneak attack can only be used once."
From his vantage point, the second prince Dominguez, sighed softly, then made a second gesture.
Whoosh!
Four or five giant beams of magical flame burst forth, locking onto several Barcelona Moon Class powerhouses who were in mid-air.
"Damn it!" Montoya was terrified.
The Zenit's Dragon-Shooting Giant Crossbow was so powerful that it had killed countless Barcelona Moon Class experts in the past half month, making him deeply wary. He quickly dodged and dared not confront it head-on.
"Ah..."
Screams came from behind. Two Barcelona officers with Moon Class strength had been shot by the giant arrow. The crossbow bolt pierced their bodies, sending them flying backward and pinning them to the distant Military Department stone wall, a gruesome sight.
"Damn it..." Montoya roared in fury.
He never imagined that capturing a mere Military Department headquarters would lead to repeated ambushes by his adversaries, resulting in heavy losses for his elite troops.
Enraged, Montoya rapidly channeled his Dou Qi, his figure flashing like lightning as he covered a hundred meters in an instant. With a single swing, he cleaved the Zenit soldiers blocking his path into mincemeat, then charged toward the crossbow positions, intending to break through the Zenit Dragon-Shooting Giant Crossbow's defenses with his own strength.
"If we had twenty [ Dragon-Shooting Giant Crossbow ] again, we could definitely annihilate these Barcelona elites. Unfortunately, most of the weapons from Chambord City have been moved to the city walls..."
Dominguez, filled with questions, drew his longsword from his waist, leaped into the air, and plunged into the battlefield, taking the initiative to stop the enraged Barcelona warrior Montoya.
Ding ding ding ding ding!!!!
Amidst the continuous bursts of Mars, the two powerful figures exchanged countless blows in an instant.
The deafening, rapid-fire explosions were deafening.
"Kill!"
Shouts of battle erupted from all sides.
The Zenit soldiers, who had been lying in ambush, rushed out from behind the building.
The two sides fought like a pack of crazed beasts, their battle reaching a fever pitch. The carnage would not end until one side was completely wiped out.
"Why did the [ Protection of Mother Earth ] magic circle collapse? What happened? According to the Empire's magical reserves, it should have lasted for at least six months..."
Despite the fierce battle with his opponents and the perilous situation, the Second Prince still harbored many questions.
The Zenit Empire was defeated because of the sudden collapse of the Central Magic Tower.
"Want to know why your arrangements were useless, and why the Central Magic Tower collapsed in less than forty seconds?"
Leo Messi stood on the ground, still exuding the aura of an ordinary person. Only a thin tear appeared in the armor on his shoulder, from which blood flowed. He wore his signature smile, as if he were having a heart-to-heart talk with a friend.
Opposite him, Emperor Yassin was surrounded by pure golden Imperial Dao Power of Faith, but his majestic body was already swaying precariously. His white imperial robes were covered with bloody wounds, from which pale golden blood gushed out, turning him into a blood-soaked figure. This blood, containing the power of Banbu God, melted on the ground like molten iron falling into snow, creating small, smoky holes.
Pedro and three other Barcelona Demigod- level powerhouses stood behind Messi.
They did not participate in the battle between the two unparalleled geniuses, nor did they help the Barcelona army—it was a battle between ordinary people, unrelated to the Extreme Dao experts, and the victory for Barcelona was already assured.
The four Demigod still wore expressions of shock, clearly stunned by the previous battle.
At this point, the battle between the two sides had ended.
The two returned to the ground.
The outcome of the battle...
Emperor Yassin was defeated.
Hearing Messi's question, which sounded like a cat playing with a mouse, Emperor Yassin nodded with a calm and composed smile, "Although I really want to shatter your hypocritical smile, I've already guessed that it was you who silently defeated the three Extreme Dao experts of Chambord City, which is why they couldn't come to support us. Heh, however, I really want to know the answer to your question."
Messi's smile grew even wider.
He waved towards the distance.
More than forty figures emerged from behind the collapsed walls of the Central Magic Tower.
They were the spies who had previously infiltrated the Central Magic Tower and destroyed the [ Protection of Mother Earth ] magic circle.
There were more than six mages with strength around the Moon Class, twenty Dou Qi warriors with eight or nine Star Class, and some warriors with low strength but extremely skilled. Their physical characteristics were completely different from those of the people of Barcelona, so they should be spies from Eindhoven.
These Eindhoven spies were led by a woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a beautiful appearance but an extremely sharp expression.
However, Emperor Yassin's gaze did not linger on these people even for a moment.
Even if such a force successfully infiltrated the walls of the Central Magic Tower, it wouldn't be enough to defeat the skilled guards inside without anyone noticing, and destroy the central magic tower in such a short time.
However, the person that Emperor Yassin was keeping a close eye on possessed such power.
Christo, the fourth prince of the Zenit Empire.
Even though Emperor Yassin was severely injured, his usually composed face finally betrayed a fleeting look of jealousy, sorrow, and grief. It vanished quickly, and he regained his composure, asking each word carefully, "Child, tell me, why?"
The fourth prince Christo, turned pale instantly, his body swaying slightly. Whether out of fear or shame, he opened his mouth, looking at the man before him whom he both loved, hated, and feared—his father—but ultimately uttered no words.
"Do you know what you're doing?" Emperor Yassin stared into Christo's eyes and Earth Inquiry softly, "Do you know what you've done? You've truly disappointed me!"
Perhaps it was the word 'disappointment' that instantly pierced the heart of the fourth prince, Christo. He suddenly raised his head, which had been lowered in anger, and roared with a ferocious and crazed expression, "Disappointment? Disappointment! What else do you know to say besides disappointment?"
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