Seeing that a cornered invader still dared to be so arrogant, the people of Chambord City were immediately enraged. Drogba was the first to jump out and point at the Scarface Knight leader, cursing, "Fuck your mother! What kind of damn Imperial Knights' Hall Knight are you? Look at your scarred, inhuman, and grotesque appearance. When your mother gave birth to you, did she squeeze you out of her ass?"
The other, white-haired, bum-like Pierce, wasn't to be outdone. Looking at the Scarface Knight leader with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, he disdainfully retorted, "That's right! A hideous wretch who can scare the undead even in broad daylight! His unprovoked invasion of my Kingdom of Chambord is already a heinous crime, and yet he dares to impersonate Imperial Knights' Hall! Bah! Why don't you just say you're His Majesty Emperor Yassin of the Empire?"
These two idiots are so sharp-tongued and vicious, they could practically kill.
However, this can be seen as ignorance is bliss. The crime of insulting a Knight of the Knights' Hall can be serious or minor. It's not impossible that they could be tied to the Knights' Hall's stake and burned at the stake. For two idiots to dare to act so arrogantly towards this Knight of the Knights' Hall, it seems they have been greatly influenced by his rogue King.
"Court death!"
The Scarface Knight leader was furious, trembling with rage. With a slight flick of his arm, two silver sword energies shot out like meteors, aiming for Drogba and Pierce's throats, intending to decapitate them both in one strike.
BOOM!
A powerful aura emanated from the sky, and lightning streaked across the heavens.
Lampard, who had remained silent until now, took a step forward and threw a punch. Two pillars of plasma, each as thick as a wrist, roared as they met the silver sword energy. With a deafening boom, both pillars shattered, releasing a burst of powerful energy. Those with slightly lower strength who were affected by the spreading force felt as if a hurricane had hit them head-on, and involuntarily staggered backward...
At that moment, Brook had already come up with an idea.
The Heng and Ha Generals, who had just been unleashing a torrent of curses, suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
He took a step forward, and amidst the stunned expressions of the crowd, he raised his head and kicked out a black knight's badge on the ground as if unconsciously kicking a pebble. The badge flew far into the grass and disappeared from sight. Then, with a rare sly smile, he said, "You say you're an Imperial Knights' Hall? What proof do you have? Can't produce it? Oh, oh, oh, what audacity! You dare impersonate even Knights' Hall, a symbol of greatness, nobility, benevolence, and justice? Everyone, attack together and seize this damned imposter!"
This is like denying the crime behind someone's back!
"That's outrageous..." Drogba opened his mouth and sighed, feeling utterly ashamed of himself.
"Yeah, yeah, Gordon's shamelessness is just like yours from earlier." Pierce stroked his chin.
"You..." The Scarface Knight leader trembled as he extended his finger, stammering incoherently; he was nearly driven mad with rage.
These damned bastards, how dare they do this?
He never dreamed that after he showed his Knights' Hall badge, the other party would not only fail to kneel down and beg for mercy, but would also dare to turn around and bite him like a rogue, claiming that he was an imposter. He was used to being arrogant and haughty, and had never been falsely accused and ignored like this before. He didn't know what to do for a moment, and was so angry that he almost ground his teeth to powder.
What a bunch of desperados!
However, this was clearly not the time for him to flaunt his knightly prowess.
Because the Chambord experts had already started selling it, they gathered around.
Elena made the first move, her slender fingers gently stroking out bolts of lightning that pierced the air and struck at the Scarface Knight leader's vital points. Lampard's body crackled with electricity like liquid as he threw a punch, the electricity shooting through the air without mercy. Meanwhile, Drogba and Pierce, still clad in their Taurus and Capricorn Cloth, were also preparing to unleash their ultimate attacks.
The pressure around me has increased dramatically.
"Damn Barbarian, you'll pay for what you've done today!" Knowing he was outmatched, the Scarface Knight leader shot off into the distance.
He had no choice but to flee.
Despite the intense fear, anger, and hatred raging within him, and the urge to slice everyone before him into mincemeat, the scarred knight leader, though enraged, maintained a rare moment of clarity. His mind was sharp; since the enemy showed no fear of the Imperial Knights' Hall ' reputation, staying would be suicidal. The beautiful, incredibly powerful archer and the red-haired giant radiating terrifying plasma within their ranks were both capable of threatening him. There was no reasoning with such a group of crude Barbarian; he had no choice but to flee first, and then return with his Knights' Hall experts to wipe out this damned little country.
"Quick! Don't let him escape!" Brook's expression changed; he hadn't expected the Scarface Knight leader to make such a swift decision.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh--!
A barrage of icy, slowing arrows shot towards the Scarface Knight leader in mid-air, one after another in a straight line. Elena drew her bow and fired so quickly that her jade-like arms left elegant and mysterious afterimages in the air, too fast for the naked eye to follow.
"Flash... lightning... speed... fist--!!"
Lampard roared, and streaks of blinding silver light erupted from his fists. Exploding plasma jets hurtled toward his opponent in mid-air, filling the air with a series of sharp, crackling sounds—a terrifying, apocalyptic spectacle.
The two Chambord experts reacted extremely quickly.
At the same time, they unleashed their strongest attack, aiming to capture the Scarface Knight leader.
With a loud laugh, the Scarface Knight leader swung his sword back, unleashing sharp, whistling streaks of silver sword energy that pierced the air, shattering the pursuing magic arrows with lightning speed, and simultaneously blocking the roaring, silver-dragon-like plasma currents a meter away from his body.
His strength was considerable, his combat experience was incredibly rich, and he was determined to escape, making him extremely difficult to stop.
With a few quick movements, the figure had already escaped to a distance of two hundred meters.
"Hahaha, when I return, every one of you will be dead..." The Scarface Knight leader's sinister laughter echoed from afar, clearly indicating that he could no longer catch up.
"It's a pity he got away..." Brook sighed, already planning how to resolve the matter, preferably without causing trouble for Sun Fei who was on his way to the capital.
"There won't be a next time." A calm female voice suddenly rang out.
In the distance, directly in front of the Scarface Knight leader's escape route, a flash of blue light suddenly appeared. A deep blue Teleport, over two meters tall, ripped open the void and appeared on the ground. Then, a pale red figure emerged from the blue light, appearing only briefly, its body leaving a series of strange afterimages almost imperceptible to the naked eye. There were no flashy moves or spectacular Dou Qi explosions. The Scarface Knight leader let out a scream of alarm and anger, then collapsed to the ground like a wooden puppet, motionless...
The pale red figure then flashed and instantly flew back into the blue Teleport. With a few soft buzzing sounds, the Teleport, which was filled with shimmering blue flames, shrank and disappeared.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
It happened so fast that no one had time to react.
Only a few people could see the true face of that figure.
Aside from Elena, Lampard, the Heng and Ha Generals ], and Brook were all greatly shocked. This person had appeared before at Chambord University, the [ City of Heroes ], in the Underground Grotto Labyrinth City behind Chambord City. She was a very low-key martial arts professor at the university, usually teaching only some simple martial arts moves. Unexpectedly, her strength was so formidable. Peak Four-Star Class Sharp Metal Dou Qi expert couldn't even withstand a single move from her. Thinking back to the negligence they had shown when they were learning from her, Drogba and Pierce, the two big shots, gaped and looked at each other, feeling a chill run down their spines and cold sweat pouring down their faces.
After a moment of silence, Lampard leaped through the air and, with a few flashes, retrieved the Scarface Knight leader who had fallen to the ground.
"He's not dead yet," Lampard said, throwing the knight leader, who had been threatening fiercely just moments before but was now trembling like a chick, to the ground with a thud.
The leader of the Scarface Knights was now utterly terrified.
The mysterious man who appeared out of nowhere was not only incredibly powerful, but his moves were also bizarre and unpredictable. With his strength, he didn't even have time to react before being easily struck by the mysterious man. Then, a strange power rushed into his body through the man's palms, suppressing his Sharp Metal Dou Qi qi so that he couldn't move or mobilize it at all. At this moment, apart from opening his mouth to speak, he couldn't even move a single finger.
"What should we do with them?" Lampard asked.
Brook glanced at everyone thoughtfully, now looking somewhat troubled.
He knew in his heart that this scarred knight was most likely a knight of the Imperial Knights' Hall. In the entire Zenit Empire, apart from the behemoth that Knights' Hall, very few forces could casually send four knights of Four-Star Class strength to serve them. However, these four were accompanying King of Black Rock, King of Red Water, and King of Thrace to attack Chambord City. Did the Knights' Hall intend to wipe out Chambord City? But then he thought it was unlikely. If that were the case, it would probably be the Judgment Knights appearing before Chambord City today, not the Black Cavalry led by the three kings. There must be some special reason behind this.
Ignoring the Scarface Knight leader for the time being, Brook gave a signal to [ Heng and Ha Blockheads ].
Drogba and Pierce exchanged a knowing glance.
The two men cracked their knuckles, then, with malicious grins, they picked up the King of Thrace, King of Black Rock, and King of Red Water, who were tied up like dead pigs, and, ignoring the three King' terrified screams and threats, dragged them into the overgrown weeds behind the hill.
Soon, noises came from inside.
First came a series of rapid, violent punches, followed by a cacophony of howls and pleas for mercy. The sounds of savage laughter and screams mingled together, sending chills down the spines of everyone on the hill.
A moment later, [ Heng and Ha Blockheads ] dragged the three King, their faces bruised and swollen, their lips cracked and their teeth broken, back to the hill.
Drogba leaned close to Gordon Brook's ear and carefully recounted the details of what he had learned through torture.
Brook nodded, relieved.
As he had guessed, the four knights were indeed not ordered by the Imperial Knights' Hall, but were sent by a trusted old follower of Chris Sutton, one of the ten Judgment Knight Sun Golden Knight the Knights' Hall, to assist the three King in attacking Chambord City. Their actions did not represent the attitude of the Knights' Hall.
This fact isn't so bad; however, now that the details are clear, how should these four prisoners of war be dealt with?
Sensing Brook's gaze, the Scarface Knight leader, despite lying on the ground unable to move his hands, still arrogantly snorted. Meanwhile, the three King, who had been dragged into the bushes by [ Heng and Ha Blockheads ] and mercilessly beaten until their faces were bruised, swollen, and their mouths were split, were now filled with regret and tears streaming down their faces.
"Kill!" Brook made the decision quickly, displaying great courage.
"You... you dare?" The Scarface Knight leader was terrified, roaring in threat.
But Drogba, standing behind him, impatiently punched him, shattering his head, which wasn't protected by Dou Qi. Taurus, wiping the red and white splatter on his hands and feet, ignored the nauseating expressions of those around him and boasted smugly, "So even a master's head isn't as hard as stone!"
On the other side, several Urban Management officers swiftly chopped the three King, who were urinating and defecating and begging for their lives, in two.
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