"Is this the place?" Sun Fei released his spiritual power and searched the vast sea, but he couldn't find any clues that Messi had mentioned.
"This sacred island is protected by the power of laws at the level of Main God, hidden in the vast ocean, sometimes smaller than a speck of dust, sometimes reduced to a drop of water. It's extremely difficult to detect it from the outside, whether through fluctuations of Dou Qi, magic, or spiritual power." [ The Son of God ] Messi's face still bore his usual smile, his expression seemingly unchanging for millennia. "If it weren't for His Majesty Yassin giving me the Key to find the passage, I wouldn't have been able to discover its existence."
As he spoke, he opened his palm, and a ball of golden flame appeared in his hand.
With a casual slash, a flash of light appeared, and in the void, a mysterious ray of light was suddenly drawn, like a fishing line, and plunged into the vast ocean.
The next instant, the light returned with a series of tremors.
"Found it." Messi nodded slightly.
A golden flame flashed in the void, and Sun Fei and Messi instantly disappeared from their original spot.
Island.
A gentle sea breeze blows, the sand is white, the waves crash, and seabirds sing melodiously as they spread their wings and soar, leaving a trail of silhouettes against the blue sky.
A sea breeze blows, creating waves of green across the island.
This island, spanning hundreds of miles, is quite large, with picturesque scenery and rolling hills, resembling a paradise on earth.
Sun Fei stood above the island, looking down, and discovered that the island was shrouded in an extremely powerful aura. The transparent power of law was like a shield, enveloping him and the entire island, isolating them from all external influences.
At the center of the island is a mountain peak about 500 meters high, with a strange shape, like a tower reaching to the sky. It exudes an aura that even Sun Fei cannot understand, emanating from the mountain peak as if it were reflecting the stars in the sky.
Then, Sun Fei saw two old friends.
The eldest princess and the eldest prince Arshavin.
"Your Majesty!" The two knelt on one knee and bowed before Sun Fei.
The two of them were clearly aware of what was happening in the outside world.
Before Emperor Yassin died in battle, he passed the throne to Sun Fei. Now, Sun Fei, as the third prince of the Zenit Empire, has developed the Zenit Empire to an unprecedented level. Because in the eyes of countless Zenit people, the Northern Region Empire is a derivative of Zenit, powerful and invincible.
Now that Sun Fei has arrived, as subjects of Zenit, the Princess and Arshavin must kneel in obeisance according to the etiquette due to subjects.
Sun Fei flicked his hand, and a gentle force lifted the two of them up.
The two men had complicated expressions.
A few years ago, during the Battle of East Mountain in Chambord City, Sun Fei was merely the King of a small, low-ranking vassal state, not even in the eyes of the eldest princess and the first prince. However, that battle was ultimately changed because of Sun Fei. Perhaps from that moment on, the fates and status of the three of them quietly changed, and now, the two of them can only look up to Sun Fei.
Messi appeared next to Sun Fei.
The princess and Arshavin showed no anger or resentment towards their father's killer, but instead smiled and nodded. Clearly, they were already familiar with each other, and this was not Messi's first time here.
"You guys... you've worked hard," Sun Fei said.
After the fall of Zenit and Saint Petersburg, the eldest princess and the first prince Arshavin, disappeared from the entire continent. Some say they died in battle, while others say they were secretly executed by Sun Fei Sun Fei of their grudges with him. After all, the struggle for the throne and the change of dynasties are always filled with Bloody.
However, they were unaware that they had actually come to this deep island hidden in the vast ocean.
Along with them came a full million Zenit soldiers.
Now, two years have passed, and everything has changed dramatically.
These million soldiers have transformed from newly recruited rookies into a fully-fledged elite force. Most importantly, in the past two years, they have mastered a super battle formation and a special ability.
This battle formation and these abilities are specifically designed to counter [ the Defiler ].
Perhaps in a battle against the elite forces of the Northern Region Empire, this million-strong army would not have the upper hand, but if it were to fight against the [ Defiler ], this million-strong army would definitely be able to fight against thousands and play a restraining role.
Yes, it's all a setup.
A scheme orchestrated by Emperor Yassin.
Let's rewind to one day ago.
Barcelona Empire, Military Department Temple.
Messi sat quietly cross-legged in front of the stone table, on which lay wine, food, and a sword.
" The Human Emperor of the Northern Region himself has come to Camp Nou to kill me?" Messi wore his usual smile, showing no fear in the face of the most powerful person on the entire continent.
"I have no choice but to kill him." Sun Fei walked quietly to the stone table.
Everyone knows that Sun Fei's true identity is Yassin's third son. Everyone also knows that back then, the " Son of God " Messi personally killed Emperor Yassin. As a son, having the ability and means, if he did not seek revenge, he would be worse than a pig or a dog.
Moreover, countless Zenit players died at Messi's hands back then.
In the fall of Saint Petersburg, countless Zenit poor people lost their lives, countless Zenit families were torn apart, women were brutally violated, and children and the elderly were buried in the scorched fields. And the one who caused all these tragedies was this shyly smiling boy in front of us.
"Before we make a move, how about we have a drink?" Messi looked up at Sun Fei and pointed to the stone chair opposite him.
Sun Fei thought for a moment, then finally sat down and nodded. "Alright."
With that, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, Sun Fei's gaze lingered on the blade of the sword beside Messi. This was the reason he had chosen to sit down earlier, because this sword was the only weapon that Emperor Yassin had ever liked to wear. Although it was not a divine weapon, it held extraordinary significance.
The fact that this sword was now found intact next to Messi made Sun Fei realize something.
"A very sharp sword, isn't it?" Messi grabbed the hilt, flicked his finger, and a sword's cry, like a dragon's roar, appeared in the hall. In that instant, it was as if Emperor Yassin's Dragon Fist was roaring indomitably between heaven and earth.
Sun Fei remained silent.
Messi traced the blade with his fingers, his smile vanishing abruptly, replaced by a look of melancholy and regret. Then, he said earnestly, "If I told you that Emperor Yassin wasn't killed by me, would you believe me?"
"Then how did he perish?" Sun Fei asked calmly.
Messi placed the longsword on the table and sighed, "For the sake of the Azeroth Continent, he willingly returned to the embrace of the stars."
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