Upon hearing this, everyone on the summit of East Mountain looked at each other in horror.
In the Azeroth Continent, magic is not something you can find everywhere. Only high-level mages of Four-Star Class or above can create it. Moreover, in addition to consuming magic, creating a magic trap requires a large amount of rare and precious magical materials. What's even more outrageous is that the success rate is extremely low. However, once it is completed, the power of the magic trap should not be underestimated. If used properly, its destructive power can even be comparable to that of a mage of the same level.
Legend has it that even Moon Class powerhouses and Sun-Rank Venerable have been trapped and killed by some incredibly powerful God Level magical traps. Furthermore, some vague historical records claim that in the War of Gods and Demons that changed the history of the entire continent, some super magic powerhouses set up magical traps that even killed powerful gods with almost immortal lives.
Moreover, anything containing the word 'trap' is almost always associated with chilling words like mystery, power, cruelty, suddenness, attack, evil, eeriness, and inescapable danger. This is especially true of magical traps. Genius mages develop all sorts of incredible magical traps. Of the ten most notable murders and assassinations recorded in human history on the Azeroth Continent, at least nine can be linked to magical traps.
So when Sun Fei said that the summit of East Mountain was now filled with magical traps, almost everyone's expression changed, even Paris and the princess were no exception.
However, someone quickly realized what was happening.
"That's impossible. How could you, the King of a mere sixth-rank vassal state, possess so many magical traps? Let alone covering the entire mountaintop, I bet even if you sold your Chambord City, you couldn't afford just one magical item!"
"Haha, that's right, that's right. You even claim the entire summit of East Mountain is a magic trap? Who are you trying to scare?"
"I think he's gone crazy with anger..."
"Having suffered such severe injuries and lost so much blood, this King is on the verge of death. He's delirious and doesn't know what he's saying at all..."
Behind Paris, Prince and envoys from Kingdom of Shenhua, Kingdom of Luneng, and other affiliated small countries acted like know-it-alls, vying to please Paris by mocking Sun Fei. Of course, this also swelled the little courage they had left, as they had been truly terrified by Sun Fei's Demon God performance before.
"A bunch of idiots! If you don't believe me, go try it yourselves!"
Sun Fei sneered.
These magical traps were secretly set up by Sun Fei after he switched to [ Assassin Mode ]. There were at least fifty or sixty of them, all of them electric and fire magic traps. Although it consumed a lot of Sun Fei's magic points at the time, setting up these traps was a piece of cake for Sun Fei. He didn't need any precious magical materials at all. This overturned the understanding and laws of the Azeroth Continent, and naturally, no one else knew about it.
"Haha, let's give it a try!"
Some fearless individuals actually jumped out. This was a one-star earth-type battle qi guard under the command of Prince Da Lei Wang of Shenhua Kingdom. After receiving a signal from Da Lei Wang, he disdainfully raised his chin and jumped out. He was cunning; instead of choosing the spot where the unfortunate fellow had been electrocuted, he headed in another direction.
but--
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
He hadn't taken more than a few steps when a blazing flame suddenly erupted from the ground, instantly engulfing the unfortunate guard. After a heart-wrenching wail, he collapsed into the flames and turned to ashes. His One-Star Class Dou Qi had provided him with little chance of survival; he was practically killed instantly.
The crimson flames were incredibly alluring, seemingly capable of burning even the air. After the guard turned to ashes, the armor and weapons left on his body quickly burned into molten iron and evaporated into a cloud of mist. The temperature was terrifyingly high; this was true magical flame.
"How is this possible?!"
"Damn it, it really is a fire magic trap..."
"Oh my god, could what that guy said be true?"
For a moment, the Prince who had been shouting the loudest were all dumbfounded. Staring at the terrifying crimson flames that had suddenly appeared and were still burning, their faces showed expressions as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. There really was a magical trap! Could it be that the dying King was telling the truth?
Especially Prince Da Leiwang of Kingdom of Shenhua, he was almost scared out of his wits. He had originally planned to step forward and expose Sun Fei's boast, but luckily he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and sent his personal bodyguard to scout ahead. Otherwise, he would probably be the one turned into ashes by now.
Sun Fei coldly swept his gaze over the crowd, his eyes looking at them as if they were a bunch of idiots.
The alluring woman Paris, had already realized something. Her seductive eyes scanned her surroundings carefully, inch by inch. Unfortunately, the magic trap was invisible to the naked eye, and even a Dou Qi search could not detect it. This was the terrifying aspect of magic traps—before they were actually triggered, ordinary people simply could not detect their existence without special means.
Paris waved to a swordsman with a yellow scimitar beside her. The swordsman understood and immediately leaped high into the air, unleashing a six- or seven-meter-long blue Water-Element Dou Qi aura.
Boom boom boom boom!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
As the blade swept across, countless magical traps were simultaneously triggered five or six meters away. In an instant, streaks of silver lightning and crimson flames suddenly appeared out of thin air, rising densely and sweeping towards the swordsman. The swordsman frantically activated his Water-Element Dou Qi to protect himself in mid-air, but he was still severely impacted by the flames and electricity permeating the air. Despite his strength as Four-Star-Rank Warrior, he couldn't Resist for long and suffered considerable injuries, retreating in a sorry state.
At this point, the expressions on everyone's faces at the summit of East Mountain truly changed.
The scene just now clearly proved that every word spoken by the King with an almost transparent bloody hole in his body was true. He had indeed silently set up countless magical traps on the summit of East Mountain, and they were all magical traps with considerable destructive power. At least with such a large number of them, anyone with a strength below the Four-Star Class would have no chance of breaking through the mountain peak.
Many people have a strange feeling—if he weren't already seriously injured, this King might have surpassed the eldest princess and Paris, becoming the sole winner in today's fierce competition.
"Don't worry, I have a plan. Let's capture him first; this guy must have left himself a proper escape route."
Among the crowd, Sandro, who had previously disguised himself Butcher Modrić, finally showed some intelligence and quickly realized the key point. He saw that Sun Fei was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and immediately felt that this was a great opportunity to make a name for himself in front of Paris. He dashed out from the crowd.
Paris's expression hardened, but she ultimately remained silent.
She was increasingly unable to understand this King. She had never felt so confused and bewildered as she did today. Before making a formal decision, she decided to let Sandro the Butcher give it another try.
A strong wind howled.
[ Butcher ] Sandro is a Four-Star Class fire-type warrior. With a wave of his hand, fiery red Dou Qi manifested from his palms, transforming into a roaring dragon that unleashed a monstrous heat wave that swept towards Sun Fei.
Sun Fei subtly dodged to the right, avoiding the Butcher's deadly attack.
The next moment, he did something that almost caused Sandro, the " Butcher," and everyone else to instantly collapse—
With a gentle wave of his hand, a bottle of red potion appeared in his palm. He then gulped it down. Immediately, the horrifying wounds left on Sun Fei's body by the White-Robed Thorn's Xuan Gang claws healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fresh, blood-red buds of flesh wriggled and formed, weaving and sealing the bloody holes. In less than ten breaths, the wounds on Sun Fei's body had completely disappeared, and he had fully recovered to his peak condition.
[ Butcher ] Sandro's face turned as if he had been slapped hundreds of times with the sole of a shoe that had been covered in dog poop; it was completely black. He had only dared to step forward to take advantage of Sun Fei's serious injury, but who knew that such an unbelievable thing would happen.
The thought that Sun Fei had almost instantly killed the White-Robed Thorn was stronger than him filled [ Butcher ] with fear. He didn't care about losing face and immediately turned and fled, wanting to save his life first.
But Sun Fei would never give him that opportunity.
Sun Fei felt an inexplicable disgust for this guy who liked to cosplay and pretend to be someone else to carry out assassinations. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, activated the Barbarian [ Leap ] skill, and instantly became a blur, chasing after the Butcher. His five fingers curled like iron hooks, reaching for the Butcher Sandro's shoulder...
"Hahaha, you've fallen for it! Die!"
Just as Sun Fei's five fingers were about to land on his shoulder, Sandro's eyes darted around, unable to hide his smug expression. He suddenly burst into laughter, stopped running, turned around abruptly, and thrust his fists towards Sun Fei with lightning speed and an indescribable sharp killing intent.
This aura was exceptionally sharp and unstoppable, carrying an Resist sharpness. Such power was definitely not something that Sandro, a Four-Star-Rank Warrior, could possess.
"Haha, I knew you'd pull this."
Sun Fei spun around, his body suddenly and incredibly halting at the last second, going from rapid movement to instantaneous stillness. He narrowly avoided Sandro's premeditated counterattack, then his five fingers slid down, easily gripping Sandro's arm like an iron clamp, pulling him towards him. The immense force caused Sandro to lose control of his body and lunge towards Sun Fei...
"This is impossible, how could you...?"
Bang!
Before Sandro could finish speaking, Sun Fei smashed his skull with a punch from his left hand.
In an instant, red and white brain matter splattered everywhere, a gruesome sight. This " Butcher," who had almost single-handedly inflicted serious injuries on two of the Princess's faction's top fighters, died on the spot without even uttering a beg for mercy or a scream.
With a flick of his finger, Sun Fei removed two small silver rings from Sandro's corpse's palm.
He had actually noticed long ago that the Butcher possessed a strange weapon resembling a magical artifact. This weapon could enhance and condense Dou Qi Dou Qi, instantly multiplying attack power. It was an absolutely deadly weapon for ambushes, making it impossible for even gods or ghosts to escape. It was precisely because of the amplifying effect of these two small silver rings that the Butcher was able to severely injure the God of War Arshavin, and the purple-clad girl, Ziyan, with a single blow. Otherwise, with his mere Four-Star Class strength, even if it was an ambush, how could he have injured them so badly?
Sun Fei Butcher Sandro's corpse and revealed his devilish smile for the third time, "Ah, another one dead. I'm feeling a little better this time!"
The experts on Paris's side were nearly driven mad.
Pretending to be weak to fool others!
This is definitely a case of pretending to be weak while actually being strong!
Who would have thought that this King possessed such miraculous healing potions, instantly restoring him from such a severe injury? And this once again 'unexpected' result was that another expert in their camp turned into a cold corpse.
Under the golden light, the summit of East Mountain resembled a living Hell.
Looking at the headless corpses of He Shengzhen, Obinna, the White-Robed Thorn, and Sandro lying haphazardly around Sun Fei, everyone felt as if they had just woken from a bizarre nightmare. What on earth happened? How could a King, who on the surface appeared to be at most Four-Star Class expert, so easily slaughter three Four-Star Class experts and one Five-Star Class expert like chickens when he went berserk...? Was His Highness the God of God of War playing a joke on us? If this really was a nightmare, let's get rid of it and end it quickly!
"Remove the magic traps, and that concludes today's proceedings!"
Paris took a step forward. The smile on her face was gone; her exquisite, jade-like features were now cold and aloof, exuding a breathtakingly beautiful coldness. She looked at Sun Fei, and after a long pause, sighed with resentment, "You've won. You're the winner today. I never imagined that after all the hard work Paris and the Princess put into this contest, you would be the victor... However, you know the situation yourself. On my side, I have myself, two four-star experts, and a peak five-star expert. Even with your countless magical traps, if we really fight to the death, you won't escape your fate!"
Only Paris herself knows how much resentment she felt when she said those words.
At this moment, she was accompanied by two Four-Star Class yellow scimitar swordsmen and a Five-Star Class Intermediate Stage sword assassin. Moreover, she herself was a Four-Star Class expert... In her opinion, if they really chose to fight to the death, her side was not without any chance; at most, both sides would be severely injured.
But she had already realized that things had been sinister from the very beginning, far beyond her control. Not only was the King repeatedly shocking her, but Paris was even more worried about the eldest princess, who remained calm and collected in the distance, and whether she had any tricks up her sleeve. So she had to compromise, because this arrogant, scoundrel-like King had already revealed all his cards, and she had no more cards to play.
but--
"Haha, ma'am, are you finally giving up?" Sun Fei grinned at the stunning beauty before him, thought seriously for a moment, then scratched the back of his head and replied, "Well, I need to discuss this with my wife!"
Next, he did something that finally broke everyone at the top of East Mountain.
I guess I really can't hold onto my drafts. I wrote an extra thousand words and immediately sent them to my brothers like I was showing off a treasure.
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