Meanwhile, after more than ten minutes, the silver crystal finally fully adapted to the Mithril Battle Armor Golems.
He was already adept at performing various human movements, running with incredible speed, Leap more than ten meters high, and even imitating Sun Fei's movements, delivering a complete set of punches. With a single punch, he could pulverize a three- or four-ton Rock.
Okay, haha.
"You did a very good job. How are you satisfied with this new body?"
Seeing this, Sun Fei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
With a thunderous roar, the Mithril Battle Armor Golems, mimicking the earlier appearance of the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk, knelt prostrate on the ground. Its metal parts trembled with excitement as it uttered a respectful murmur, "Great and noble master, you are truly perfect! I feel unprecedented power! I can run and Leap like Behemoth Beastmen! My fists can shatter Rock... Thank you, my great and noble master! Praise be to you!"
I'm willing to serve you forever.
The Dark Demon Armor Bastürk on the side almost cursed.
I was Mowing Grass, and this...
His flattery skills are even better than mine! He's learned all my tricks so well, how am I supposed to serve my master anymore?
Sun Fei was slightly taken aback, and at that moment he also noticed...
A super talent--
imitate.
The soul within this silver crystal clearly possesses the ability to remember everything it sees and to perfectly mimic. After only seeing it once, it was able to imitate my fist techniques, as well as the way the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk spoke and the manner of bowing when he greeted me... It seems I underestimated the abilities of this silver crystal.
"Stand up,
"Listen to me," Sun Fei said with a slight smile, "The power of this new body is actually far more than this. It contains extremely powerful magical energy. I will now explain the purpose of each magic circle within it to you. You must remember it well. Once you truly master the power of this new body, even the strongest among the Behemoth Beastmen will not be your match."
As he spoke, Sun Fei explained in detail how to activate and manipulate the magic array patterns engraved on each component inside the Mithril Battle Armor Golems.
"Did you remember?" Sun Fei asked after saying that.
"Great and noble master,"
I've already memorized it, but my initial estimate is that it might take another hour or two to fully adapt.
He said, somewhat ashamed.
His performance was somewhat like that of a supercomputer.
Sun Fei nodded. "Then you should adapt as soon as possible. I'll wait for you for two hours."
After speaking, His Majesty the King turned to the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk and said, "Therefore, you will help with the training."
Tell it all the combat skills and fighting methods. I want you to train a Mithril Warrior with the same powerful combat strength as you.
Upon hearing these words, the Dark Demon Armor, who was feeling anxious, was immediately overwhelmed by an unbelievable sense of happiness.
The fellow was stunned for a moment before exclaiming in surprise, "Master... I... I came to train..."
"Why wouldn't I want to?" Sun Fei didn't give this guy a friendly look.
"Ah, yes, yes, I am willing to serve your noble and great master!" Basturk said excitedly, his voice trembling.
Sun Fei nodded. "Then do a good job. If you complete the mission well, you will be in charge of training and leading the entire Mithril Battle Armor Golems Legion."
"Yes, yes, yes, hehe, my great and noble master, just you wait and see."
Dark Demon Armor Bastürk never expected that His Majesty the King would think so highly of him and bestow such an important responsibility upon him. He was instantly overjoyed, even more so than when he first gained life. Although his loyalty to Sun Fei was forced, he had by now become completely accustomed to flattery and loyalty.
Next, Basturk led
They went to the edge of the nearby Metal Shamo for various training exercises.
Sun Fei did this with a specific purpose in mind.
Because the Silver Crystal Clan has been trapped in the Evil Water Swamp for thousands of years, they have no understanding of this world except for contact with the Behemoth Beastmen. They are like teenagers in the human world who have not yet formed a worldview, like blank sheets of paper, with great plasticity. Such subordinates need a qualified coach to train them properly in order to form a real fighting force.
Sun Fei himself clearly didn't have time to do these things.
While Dark Demon Armor is unreliable and a shameless Bootlicker, he's a cunning old fox with formidable combat prowess, skills, and wisdom. Furthermore, Basturk himself is at the peak of the Great Sun-Rank Venerable realm; both his strength and experience are more than enough to make him a formidable opponent.
The combat mentor.
Boom boom boom--
Soon, bursts of explosions came from the other side. Under Basturk's tutelage and training,
It has made rapid progress and can now fly slowly in the sky.
Sun Fei nodded and began to proceed with the next step of the plan.
He soared through the air to the sky above the Evil Water Swamp, where he used his supernatural powers to search for more than twenty silver crystals in the water. Returning to the shore, he repeated his previous tactic, using both threats and inducements to force the souls within the silver crystals to sign Master-Servant Contract. Following the same method, he took out twenty-five Mithril Battle Armor Golems, disassembled them one by one into thousands of parts, and began modifying and resetting the magic arrays within them.
This is undoubtedly a very energy- and mentally demanding task.
Fortunately, I became more skilled with practice and sped up a bit.
It wasn't until midnight that Sun Fei let out a long sigh of relief, looking utterly exhausted, before he finally finished all his work.
When the twenty-five silver crystals, each bound by a master-servant soul contract, were finally inlaid into the Mithril Battle Armor Golems, and the project was completely completed, on the other side, the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk and...
They walked over.
With light steps and a powerful aura flowing through his body, Sun Fei knew that the first training session was complete.
Haha, you guys, your names are...
... until
Hurry up and adapt to your new body, then train with this Big Black guy.
"Come here and spar with me. Let me see what kind of power you've mastered."
"Yes, great and noble master." The twenty-five Mithril Battle Armor Golems held their master, who had bestowed upon them powerful bodies, in the highest esteem. They all knelt on one knee in unison, bowed, and then followed the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk to the side for training.
"Master, please be careful."
He bowed respectfully, then meticulously carried out Sun Fei's orders, going all out to fight Sun Fei.
Boom boom boom--
The Evil Water Swamp trembled violently, and the terrifying energy fluctuations even tore through the void.
"Good heavens, this level of combat strength is countless times more terrifying than I imagined."
Sun Fei
He only managed to unleash about 70-80% of his power, barely managing to...
The battle ended in a draw.
This behemoth has absolutely no flaws as a living being. Its entire body is made of Mithril, one of the hardest divine metals. Every part of it has been scientifically and rationally designed. Even if it were hit head-on by a powerhouse of the same level, it would not suffer much damage. The magic array engraved inside is carved with Divine Runes runes. Moreover, the silver crystal at its core is incredibly hard and cannot be shattered. It is simply a monster without any weaknesses.
In addition, it possesses the unparalleled self-repairing energy of the Dark Demon Armor; even if it is shattered into a pile of scrap metal, it can slowly regenerate given enough time.
At this moment, the effect of Sun Fei's painstaking efforts in embedding the silver crystal soul into the Mithril Battle Armor Golems became fully apparent.
The war puppets previously set up by Uncle Cain and Sister Amy only possessed instinctive fighting methods, lacking flexibility and adaptability. They could only unleash less than half the power of the Mithril Battle Armor Golems. When faced with a true master, once their weaknesses were discovered, they would be completely defeated. However, with the Silver Crystal Soul as the control center, the Mithril Armored Puppet has truly come alive, possessing the characteristics of a living being. Its fighting style is more intelligent, and its power has undoubtedly increased many times over.
More importantly, Sun Fei also utilized the silver crystal's ability to absorb energy from heaven and earth. In this way, the Magic Power needed for the magic array within the armor to operate could be self-sufficient, absorbed and stored by the silver crystal itself, like Sun cell battery, absorbing energy when not in use and unleashing it during battle.
As the battle drew to a close, Sun Fei felt an overwhelming surge of fighting spirit. He no longer suppressed his power, unleashing a torrent of punches and blows.
The battle had reached a fever pitch.
This is Sun Fei
This is the first time since the Great Achievement that we have fought so head-on to the extreme.
"What"
"How is that possible?"
The sudden appearance of a mysterious and absolute powerhouse on Zenit's side, and the abrupt defeat and death of Jeffrén, caught the other four powerhouses from Barcelona completely off guard.
By the time they recovered from their shock and anger, Jeffrén's body had already exploded into a shower of blood.
"Who are you to dare kill someone from my Barcelona Empire?"
Olatzabal, one of the four strongest warriors, roared in shock and anger.
The person who suddenly appeared before them was tall and imposing, with a solemn and dignified face and sharp features. He carried a massive, pure black sword on his back, and his long, fiery red hair danced in the night sky like flames. He wore a set of tight-fitting black armor made of an extremely mysterious material, which made him look even more dashing and incomparably heroic. Looking at him, one felt as if they were facing a towering mountain, and an oppressive aura arose involuntarily.
You are not worthy to know my name.
The red-haired, burly man spoke calmly and clearly, enunciating each word distinctly.
This was originally an extremely arrogant and provocative statement, but when uttered by this red-haired, black-sword-wielding powerhouse, it sounded as if he were stating a universally acknowledged fact, devoid of any malice, calm and indifferent.
After speaking, the red-haired powerhouse turned to the Second Prince Dominguez and Old Arjen and said something. The two army commanders immediately withdrew with their personal guards and continued to direct the Zenit army to withdraw from the battlefield in an orderly manner. The Zenit army, which had been somewhat chaotic and passive before, regained the initiative.
Olatzabal and his three companions watched as their surprise attack failed, yet they dared not make any rash moves.
The aura emanating from the red-haired powerhouse before them was simply too terrifying. He single-handedly locked down the four of them, preventing them from moving at all. It was as if the slightest movement would unleash the man's power like a torrent, tearing them to shreds.
"Who... who are you and why are you helping the Zenit?" Fontàs, one of the four strongest, spoke again.
The answer he received was One Sword.
The red-haired powerhouse seemed to disdain saying anything, and with a backhand motion, he drew the great black sword from his back and lightly One Sword down.
There was no dazzling Dou Qi aura, no earth-shattering momentum, and no shockwave tearing through the void, but the four Barcelona powerhouses all changed their expressions drastically in that instant. This casual One Sword made them feel an indescribable threat, and each of them felt that the Sword Peak was specifically aimed at them.
"Not good"
"Go all out, quick!"
" Dou Qi Technique... Azure Wind Gang Slash "
Sword of the Deity
The four of them exclaimed in unison, loudly alerting their companion.
They were all Moon Class Great Perfection experts, even holding the title of "Minor Supreme" within the Barcelona army. Instantly, they felt an unprecedented, intense sense of impending death emanating from that One Sword. Terrified, they unleashed their full power, their battle Dou Qi burning wildly as they each unleashed their most powerful Dou Qi techniques, using offense as defense, hoping to gain a sliver of hope.
In the pitch-black night sky, it was as if four bright little Sun had risen, illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were daytime.
but--
Click click
The four people's most powerful combat techniques, unleashed simultaneously, were like eggs hitting a hammer before that One Sword; with just a slight touch, they shattered and vanished at an unbelievable speed.
Then, an invisible, terrifying sword aura crushed everything.
Before the four could react, the sword strike of death tore their noble bodies to shreds, and white broken bones and steaming blood rained down from the sky.
Four powerful figures perished in a single move.
The entire battlefield was stunned by this earth-shattering One Sword strike in that instant.
"No..." In the battlefield between the two Extreme Dao experts high in the sky, Pedro let out an angry roar. Ignoring Hasselbaink's offensive, he threw a full-force punch in mid-air, crushing towards the red-haired expert on the ground.
A fierce and terrifying gust of wind whipped up the red hair of the powerful red-haired man.
"Hahaha, well done!" He was fearless and still slashed out with his One Sword.
"Hey, Frank, don't be careless. This Barcelona kid is pretty good." Hasselbaink laughed and reminded him from the sky.
This red-haired powerhouse was none other than Frank Lampard, one of the Twelve Golden Holy Peaks Guardians of Chambord City.
The former number one martial arts expert in Chambord City.
It's possible to update them separately, but the plot has been progressing a bit slowly lately, so combining them might make it more enjoyable for everyone to read.
This part of the plot is an important foundation for the later events, so it cannot be bypassed and must be written. Therefore, I hope you brothers will forgive me.
Thank you for your support.
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