"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, I..." Tears streamed from Granero's now fully recovered eyes, and his severed tongue had grown back; he could speak again.
This steely man, who had endured the most vicious and cruel punishments in the world without wavering, was now overwhelmed by an uncontrollable surge of emotions—whether it was grievance, hatred, excitement, or something else—that completely engulfed him.
He didn't want to cry.
But I couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Dead, all dead! His Highness Dominguez, Lady Paris, His Majesty Yassin, and the countless warriors loyal to the Empire—all are dead!"
Granero's body trembled violently with rage.
"I watched with my own eyes as countless warriors of the Empire were tortured to death by these devils in this prison. I told myself I had to survive, I absolutely had to survive. I firmly believed that Your Majesty would return, just as you had stepped forward many times before when the Empire faced dire straits. This time, you will surely return to avenge the Zenit people. I endured this most cruel torture of my time, determined to keep my body and witness with my own eyes the day those devils are sent to Hell!"
Perhaps it was because the hatred in his heart had been suppressed for too long, and the words in his heart had been suppressed for too long, that Granero couldn't wait to roar out as soon as his tongue could speak.
Sun Fei listened quietly to his story with a smile on his face, without interrupting.
The immense divine power flowed into Granero's body like a surging river.
About ten minutes later, Granero's severed limbs and all his injuries had completely healed.
He was completely Revive.
Moreover, since a large part of his body was forged with Sun Fei's divine power, this body possesses terrifying strength. Once Granero truly adapts to his new body, he will be able to unleash an attack power comparable to that of Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
Sun Fei's divine power was like a seed planted within Granero's body.
It also opened a path for him to reach the realm of the stronger.
It's no exaggeration to say that he's undergone a complete transformation. If he seizes the opportunities and puts in the right effort, it's not impossible for Granero to one day ascend to Godhood.
Having endured the most cruel and brutal torture in the world, they finally achieved a new life that soared to new heights.
"Your Majesty!" Granero knelt on one knee, his voice trembling with emotion. "That day, I witnessed Emperor Yassin's final battle, and I learned that Your Majesty is actually the long-lost Third Prince of the Empire. I even heard with my own ears that His Majesty Yassin passed the throne to you..."
Sun Fei helped him up and said, "I already know about your background. Before His Majesty passed away, he left a secret edict. Tell me in detail about the events of that final battle!"
"Yes." Granero's face showed pain as he carefully recalled and recounted in detail everything that had happened that day.
"So it was the Fourth Prince's treason, a coordinated attack from within, that broke the [ Protection of Mother Earth ] shield. It was Leo Messi's arrival that defeated His Majesty Yassin..." Sun Fei pondered, then suddenly understood, nodding and saying, "So, all the mysteries in my heart have finally been solved. From now on, blood for blood, hatred for hatred, slaughter for slaughter. What happened in Saint Petersburg, one day, I will make the people of Barcelona taste it too."
"Your Majesty, are we going to the Imperial Palace to settle scores with that traitor Christo? Could you please wait for me a moment?" Granero suddenly remembered something and said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Sun Fei knew what he wanted to do.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Granero strode over to the executioner.
"Spare me... spare me..." The executioner was terrified at this point, and his crotch was urinating and defecating.
He tortured Granero with all sorts of inhuman cruelty for more than thirty days. One can imagine what methods Granero will use to deal with him now.
"Originally, I was going to cut you to pieces, one slice at a time. However, in order to follow His Alexander in rebuilding the shattered empire, my precious time cannot be wasted on personal grudges and torturing you, a mere wretch. So I will give you a quick death." Granero said, plunging a knife into the executioner's chest, instantly ending the thug's life.
"Thank you... thank you..."
Being able to die so easily, the executioner finally showed some remorse before his death, saying intermittently, "Goodnight," thus ending his sinful life.
Granero took a bunch of Key from his waist, strode to the nearby cells, opened the cell doors, and released the prisoners inside.
" Martial Saint!"
"Your Majesty the King of Chambord!"
The prisoners were released and knelt in a dark mass in the prison corridor, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"
These people were the empire's most loyal and unyielding elite warriors, which is why they were imprisoned in the Black Prison.
Most of them had been tortured to the point of near death, but at this moment, they seemed to Revive in an instant. Their eyes shone with hope, their spirits were fervent, their energy was boundless, and they were moved to tears, shouting and cheering loudly.
The gloomy Bloody prison cell, at this moment, transformed into a volcano about to erupt.
"Everyone, pick up your weapons and charge out! Now is the time for Vengeance!" Granero shouted, raising his arms as if his red beard was burning with flame.
"I am willing to fight alongside His Majesty Alexander!"
" Zenit will never die! Long live the Empire!"
An angry shout echoed throughout the cell.
Golden rays of light emanated from Sun Fei's body, dispelling the gloom of the Black Prison. Gentle power flowed into everyone's body, healing every wound and bestowing upon them boundless courage and strength!
The golden light pierced through the stone walls and the dungeon, soaring into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in Saint Petersburg saw a golden light rising into the sky from the direction of the Black Prison.
The dark clouds in the sky were also dispelled by the golden light that represented hope and Vengeance, and a red sun shone through the thin twilight onto the broken city walls and the earth.
Light has finally arrived!
The Imperial Palace in Saint Petersburg.
The new Emperor Christo, clad in a golden robe and wearing a pure gold crown, sat high on the imperial throne, holding a scepter inlaid with the most precious magic stones.
Sixteen stunningly beautiful young women, dressed in thin palace gauze and almost naked, held various fine wines and delicacies in their hands. Their delicate knees were kneeling on the cold, pure gold foundation beneath the throne, respectfully serving the new emperor.
Despite their bruised and swollen knees, the girls still had to wear sweet smiles on their faces.
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