Sun Fei sighed, it was unclear whether it was out of anger or self-reproach.
He gently patted the little guy's head and slowly stood up.
Looking at that young yet resilient face, Sun Fei suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Little Luka's words, each one a resounding slap in the face, struck him mercilessly. Before this, Sun Fei Sun Fei thought he was doing a pretty good job ruling his kingdom, and it was inevitable that he would feel a little smug... But who knew that so many of his 'subjects' were suffering abuse and oppression in an enemy country, struggling between survival and death, desperately hoping for a 'great new king' to rescue them.
In that instant, a cold sweat broke out involuntarily on his body. Only then did Sun Fei realize how much of a failure he had been as King. Little Luka's words had deeply touched the softest spot in Sun Fei's heart.
"Hey, who exactly are you people? If you know what's good for you, don't get involved in this kind of thing. All the scum of Chambord City deserve to die... Hand over that little bastard from Chambord right now. Today, Uncle Robbie is taking pity on you and won't bother with you. Let you go..." The junior officer's tone softened because he finally realized that the people in front of him were not weak and did not seem easy to deal with. Several Black Rock soldiers beside him saw the large group of people with gleaming swords and spears in the distance, who were obviously with the seven people in front of him, and they also nudged him from the shadows.
"Uncle, you must go quickly! Don't worry about me! These demons are terrifying; they really will kill people..." Little Luka's clear eyes were filled with anxiety, and tears still clung to the corners of his eyes. Ignoring his own safety, he kept urging Sun Fei and the others to leave without worrying about him. "You must go quickly! His Majesty the King of Chambord will surely avenge us!"
" Luka, you are a warrior, a true warrior!!"
Sun Fei smiled and stepped protectively in front of Luka, his broad back like a towering mountain shielding the little boy. Then, Sun Fei's gaze swept over the faces of Lampard, Drogba, Oleg, and the others, their expressions contorted with rage. Seeing their impatient eyes, he nodded slightly and uttered a single, resolute, and cold word—
"Kill!"
This single word represents the instantaneous arrival of death.
It was like opening Pandora's box; demons roared out, and disaster instantly befell Blackstone Fortress.
The first to make a move was Frank Lampard, the strongest of the six masters.
A blinding white light suddenly appeared without warning from his tightly clenched right fist. Then, like an electric ball compressed to its limit, it burst forth instantly, and the electric current ignited like a brilliant firework. At that moment, everyone present felt as if their vision had been burned by the intense light, and they couldn't open their eyes. Then, everyone clearly heard a series of sounds as fists shattered weapons, armor, and bones!
Lightning Lightspeed Fist!
It was as fast as lightning, as fast as the speed of light, far exceeding the reaction limits of ordinary people.
Of everyone present, only Sun Fei clearly saw Lampard's punching motion and trajectory—in that instant of explosive electricity, the former top expert of Chambord City unleashed at least a hundred punches, and the power contained in each punch was equivalent to the full-force strike of a Four-Star Class Initial Stage expert.
That's what makes the [ Lightning Lightspeed Fist ] so terrifying.
Not only fast, but also strong!
Aside from Sun Fei, Petr Čech, whose strength ranks third, only vaguely glimpsed some blurry shadows. As for Warden Oleg, the [ Heng and Ha Generals ], and the blond boy Torres, their strength was several levels below Lampard's, so they couldn't detect any trace of him at all. Sun Fei created unprecedented Dou Qi channels using the flow of True Qi in [ Assassin Mode ]. Each channel possessed mysterious power, and the characteristics of all the Dou Qi channels of [ Lightning Lightspeed Fist ] were strength and speed, and they carried terrifying electric currents that could paralyze the opponent's reaction nerves and speed.
Bang bang bang bang--!
Amidst a series of dense, muffled thuds, forty people instantly transformed into sprays of blood, exploding in the air. These were all ordinary soldiers who had been struck countless times by Lampard in an instant. The terrifying force of the punches penetrated their bodies, shattering all their bones and flesh into fragments. With the slightest movement, they would naturally explode into a rain of blood. The scene was truly bizarre and terrifying!
The Heng and Ha Generals and Warden Oleg had only taken Banbu when all the enemies in front of them were dead. The group exchanged helpless glances. Lampard had made his move, and it was too late for them to escape.
The gaunt young man Luka Modrić, who peeked out from Sun Fei, stared blankly at the scene before him.
Are those forty demonic fellows really dead?
The boy could hardly believe his eyes.
"Everyone to the square, form ranks... and defend!"
Sun Fei shouted, suddenly grabbing the dazed boy. His figure blurred, leaping into the air, becoming a fragmented phantom. By the time his voice reached everyone's ears, he and the gaunt boy had vanished. The six top experts, having received their orders, retreated back into the main force, leading everyone to the small square. One hundred Urban Management and fifty Saint surrounded all the vehicles and supplies, forming a temporary steel wall of shields. Everyone remained on high alert.
"Take me to that Uncle Zola you mentioned."
Sun Fei's calm voice, tinged with boundless rage, rang in the ears of the young Luka Modrić. The boy was dumbfounded, feeling as if the scenery before him was rushing past like lightning. The aura generated by his rapid Teleport was blocked by an invisible force less than a meter away from his body. The boy had never imagined that he could fly through the air. He was clearly shocked by the immense power displayed by Sun Fei. Hearing the question, he hurriedly pointed in a direction.
"Who's trespassing?"
Soldiers from Black Rock City below spotted the unidentified powerful figure Leap from the sky and shouted questions at him.
Sun Fei ignored him completely, his figure flashing like lightning as he sped off in the direction Luka had pointed.
"This is a strategically important location; all intruders are prohibited from entering..."
"Go back, or you'll be hit by arrows!"
Seeing that the mysterious invaders remained unmoved, the soldiers of Black Rock City all changed color. One officer's expression changed, and with a command, a barrage of arrows rained down like a torrential downpour, heading straight for Sun Fei and his companion.
"Roll!"
Sun Fei's eyes flashed like lightning, his anger surging. He switched to [ Barbarian Mode ] and unleashed several punches in mid-air. A series of deafening booms echoed, the surrounding air blasted apart by the terrifying force of these punches, each containing over 100,000 jin (approximately 50,000 kg). The immense air pressure created by the punches acted like air cannons, instantly striking the stone wall below, causing it to collapse like paper. The soldiers on top screamed as they fell...
The soldiers of Black Rock City were completely stunned by what they saw.
Such strength far exceeded their comprehension. Their hands, gripping their weapons, began to tremble. For a moment, no one dared to shoot an arrow, fearing that they would anger the god-like expert who was leaping through the air, and that a few punches would turn them into mincemeat.
Waaaaaah--!
Battle horns blared wildly throughout the city, causing all the Black Rock soldiers to pale. Such horn calls meant only one thing—the enemy had breached the city, and the entire army was assembling for street fighting. Everyone quickly grabbed their weapons, donned their armor, and prepared to fight to the death.
at the same time.
Inside a sturdy yet secluded cave chamber on the right side of Blackstone Fortress, the burly, blond-haired, golden-bearded King of Black Rock was drinking and arguing with a mysterious man. Upon hearing the sound of the horn, his expression changed drastically, and he strode to the entrance of the chamber and looked down, just in time to witness the scene of Sun Fei's aerial blasting that had caused more than a dozen stone fortresses and walls to collapse.
Snap!
The wine glass in his hand shattered, and King of Black Rock trembled with rage. "You've gone too far, King of Chambord!!!"
Ten breaths later.
Guided by the gaunt young man Modrić, Sun Fei arrived at the foot of a cliff behind Blackstone Fortress.
This place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with cliffs over 100 meters high. At the foot of the cliffs, a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters has been dug out by man. The pit is filled with a stench and is piled up like a small mountain with thousands of corpses.
Most of the corpses had been dead for only a few days, their bodies covered in dense welts and stained with crimson blood. Almost all of them were emaciated, skin and bones. At the bottom of the mountain of corpses were some bodies that had been dead for about ten days to Half Moon. Although the autumn temperature was already very low, these corpses had decomposed to the point of being unrecognizable. Thick, yellowish, foul-smelling bodily fluids were overflowing, and white maggots were crawling everywhere. At a glance, it was a white mass writhing frantically—it was simply a scene from Hell!
"That's Uncle Zola! Please save him!" the boy shouted anxiously, pointing to a withered, desiccated figure atop the mountain of corpses.
Sun Fei switched to [ Druid Mode ], reached out and summoned Giant-Winged Raven that appeared out of thin air. With a long cry, it flew low and carried the withered 'corpse' to the cliff. Sun Fei grabbed Modrić and Leap through the air, using the cliff face for leverage several times. In the blink of an eye, he reached the top of the cliff.
The place is well-ventilated, and the nauseating stench of corpses isn't as strong.
After a thorough examination, Sun Fei found that the middle-aged man named Zola was barely clinging to life. His heartbeat and pulse were barely perceptible, and the bones in both legs below the knees had been cruelly crushed. His tongue had been cut off, one eye had been gouged out, and one hand had been chopped off with a sharp blade. His physical condition was extremely poor, and because he had not eaten for a long time, he clearly did not have much longer to live.
"Uncle, please save her, please save him, sob sob sob..." Seeing the Old Man's miserable state, Modrić burst into tears and threw himself on the Old Man's body, crying bitterly.
"Ouch... it hurts so much... is that little Luka? My dear child, don't cry... men of Chambord City, don't cry!"
Perhaps in a final burst of lucidity before death, Old Man Zola miraculously regained his senses. A faint smile graced his face as he looked at the boy draped over him with his one intact eye. His withered old hand gently stroked Modrić, his eyes displaying a mixture of conflicting emotions: anger and tranquility. "Good boy, remember... remember your uncle's words... you must... live on... you must live until the day the Holy King of Chambord appears with his army, and tell His Majesty all the suffering and persecution we have endured, so that he may avenge my people of Chambord who died with such hatred!"
"Uncle Zola, I've found someone to save you! You'll get better, you'll get better..." The gaunt boy wept uncontrollably, turning to kneel before Sun Fei and pleading, "Uncle, Uncle, please save Uncle Zola!"
Sun Fei switched to [ Paladin Mode ], and a golden ring instantly entered the old man's body.
A pale golden light emanated from the Old Man's body, and some wounds began to heal slowly. However, the Old Man's injuries were too severe; he was missing limbs, and due to extreme hunger, his bodily functions were severely depleted. The Paladin skill [Prayer] could not help with such injuries. After thinking for a moment, Sun Fei Summon a bottle of [ Full Rejuvenation Potion ] from his sash space, poured half of it onto the Old Man Old Man's wounds, and drank the other half.
A miracle happened.
Visibly, the Old Man's wounds healed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, granulation tissue and Bone Spike began to grow from his severed hand, and his gouged-out eyes began to regrow bit by bit. As for his shattered legs, they naturally recovered instantly... In just a few breaths, the [ Full Rejuvenation Potion ], a top-tier blood-replenishing potion in the Diablo World, had played its due role, making it incredibly easy to heal an Old Man who was completely powerless.
A cold wind blew by, Old Man Zola, became fully conscious.
He stared blankly at his hands, then touched his eye sockets, then his legs, hardly believing his senses. How could this be? He had clearly almost... After all, he was Old Man with extraordinary experience. Seeing little Luka beside him, equally shocked and unable to speak, and recalling everything he had vaguely sensed when his mind was nearly blurred, and looking at the other handsome and imposing young man standing beside him, he immediately understood everything that had happened.
It was this extraordinary young man who saved him.
It's simply a miracle!
This is incredible!!
"Thank you so much for saving my life, sir!" The Old Man hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "May I ask your life, sir? We, the people of Chambord City, will forever remember your kindness..."
"Please rise, Old Man. I... I am..." A hint of shame flashed across Sun Fei's face. For a moment, he dared not meet the Old Man's burning gaze. After a pause, he softly replied, "I am Alexander, the new King of Chambord!"
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