"Damn it. Welcome to reading www."
Messi was furious and stepped forward to stop him, but it was too late.
"Hold head high--!"
A deafening roar of a golden dragon suddenly erupted from Emperor Yassin's radiant light, resounding like a grand bell across every inch of the Zenit Empire.
"Hahaha, Yassin, in his life, he was second to none. Hahaha, he came from purity and will return to purity. I was born into an ancient royal family, with divine blood within me. In death, I will simply dissipate into the world. How can I be subjected to swords and spears like a mortal? Barcelona people, remember, what Zenit suffered today will soon be repeated on you. My third prince will take my place and raze Camp Nou to the ground. Ahahaha, I am gone!"
His words, like rolling thunder, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Then, this ball of pure golden light, so intense that even Extreme Dao figures like Busquets dared not look directly at it, appeared on Emperor Yassin's body. It continuously brewed heat, and then, at its most dazzling moment, it suddenly exploded silently, turning into wisps of soft golden mist that quickly dissipated into the world.
Emperor Yassin's figure also disappeared.
It seemed to melt into the heavens and earth along with the golden mist.
"He actually... vanished from the world, he actually transformed his body into the Dao?"
Messi and the four Extreme Dao experts were horrified.
This situation is clearly the legendary scenario where, before death, a deity merges their body, spirit, will, power, origin, and everything else into the laws of heaven and earth, assimilates into the vast world, and transforms into the most primordial elemental power. From then on, the soul and body completely disappear, with no possibility of reincarnation.
This was undoubtedly the most horrific death.
It was also the most glorious death.
In that instant, the stars in the sky suddenly disappeared, leaving only a bright star as big as a dipper in the center of the sky, radiating unparalleled brilliance. The enormous star seemed to be less than a thousand meters from the ground, and one could even see the craters and ring-shaped mountain ranges on its surface. Its ever-changing surface gave people an indescribable sense of magnificent visual impact.
This strange phenomenon lasted only a moment.
Then, this enormous celestial body suddenly disappeared.
The night sky returned to its previous state of twinkling stars.
But the starry sky is no longer as dazzling as it used to be.
A superstar has finally fallen.
Yassin was second to none throughout his life.
This title is indeed very apt.
Because this Zenit land truly did not lose to mortals.
Instead, they lost to Messi, an opponent who had already embodied the Power of Faith and taken that step, an opponent who could already be called a god.
For some reason, at this moment, Busquets and the other three Barcelona Extreme Dao masters also felt a sense of sorrow. As martial artists of the same era, although they had always considered themselves very high, they had to admit that the emperor of this small empire was far superior to them in terms of demeanor and temperament.
However, even such a powerful Extreme Dao can one day become powerless and perish.
The fall of Emperor Yassin seemed to offer them a glimpse into their own future.
In this continent governed by the law of the jungle, even gods have fallen, let alone those at the pinnacle of humanity.
The four felt a deep sense of sympathy.
Moreover, this was the first time they had seen anyone other than Madrid star Chris Ronaldo who could elicit any expression from Leo Messi other than a smile.
Especially Yassin's final performance... what exactly did he whisper in Messi's ear?
It seems to involve a big secret?
Busquets looked up at Messi, only to find that the most outstanding and terrifying young king in the history of the empire was looking at the four of them with an extremely strange gaze that he had never seen before.
Suddenly, Busquets felt a jolt of fear creep into his heart.
Countless terrifying thoughts flashed through Busquets's mind uncontrollably in an instant.
Did Yassin really not whisper anything in Messi's ear just now?
Or is it that... Messi's anger and innocence were just an act, and he actually already had the answer to that so-called secret?
A secret that would mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops, four or five Extreme Dao experts, and even a national powerhouse like Messi to the Northern Region —Barcelona Empire one can only imagine how earth-shattering it must be. It might even involve unimaginable wealth, power, or treasure. Who can guarantee that Messi won't keep this secret for himself after obtaining it?
If that's the case...
Messi had every motive to kill everyone present to silence them.
What's even more terrifying is that he is fully capable of doing so.
A sudden, unprecedented fear gripped Busquets' heart.
Fortunately, the strange light in Messi's eyes only flashed for a moment.
His face quickly regained its usual extremely friendly, signature smile, "Alright, Yassin is dead, the strongest force of the Zenit has collapsed. According to the previous plan, I want the Imperial Army to take control of the entire Saint Petersburg immediately, especially the Zenit Imperial Palace, which must be preserved intact. No one is allowed to enter, understand?"
"Yes, sir."
The four Extreme Dao experts showed extreme respect in front of Messi.
After bowing respectfully, the four transformed into four streaks of light and went to command the army.
Messi looked at the still-shaken fourth prince Christo.
On the face of this frantic, pale young man, there was no trace of grief for the loss of his father and brothers; instead, there was a strange fervor and a yearning for the throne that would soon be his to rule the land of Zenit.
"From this day forward, you are the master of this ancient city, and the throne in the imperial palace belongs to you," Messi said, looking at the fourth prince Christo without the slightest disdain, still smiling. "There is only one condition: you must obey the orders of the Barcelona Empire in everything. I will help you build an army, and you will suppress all Zenit people who dare to oppose the people of Barcelona."
"No problem, I am no longer of Zenit royal blood. I am willing to join the Catalan royal family, and I am willing to become the most loyal servant of the Barcelona Empire..." Christo was overjoyed.
"Join the Catalan royal family?" A slight smile finally appeared on Messi's lips. "Do you really think you're qualified?"
After saying that, Messi swayed and left with Christo.
The remaining Barcelona and Eindhoven spies searched the surrounding corpses, then left with the mangled and unconscious [ Red Beard ] Granero.
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