After killing an enemy, Inzaghi picked up a longsword discarded by the opposing soldiers and pierced the head on the ground with his One Sword. The tip of the sword emerged from the top of the head, just like the spikes of a steel prison wagon piercing the heads of York and others. He lifted the head up and stuck the sword hilt upside down in the ground.
After silently completing all this, Inzaghi wiped the blood off his face, paused, and then turned to stand behind Sun Fei.
Sun Fei nodded in satisfaction.
Killing only one person was Sun Fei's test for Inzaghi.
Inzaghi did not disappoint Sun Fei. This young man, facing two enemies who were unable to move an inch, was able to control his emotions under the immense hatred in his heart and completely obey Sun Fei's orders, choosing to kill only one of them. This at least shows that the black boy Inzaghi has a sincere heart that is willing to be taught, a heart that respects his teacher and orders, and a heart that Resist temptation... Only such a person is worth Sun Fei's effort to cultivate.
Sun Fei was very satisfied with Inzaghi's choice.
"Why did you choose to kill him?" Sun Fei Earth Inquiry, looking at the head impaled on the sword tip.
"Both of them deserve to die. However, compared to the others, Kulun is a direct descendant of the Ptolemy Family, with a more noble status. Killing him would inevitably offend such a powerful family as the Ptolemy Family, forging an irreconcilable hatred. Andrew, on the other hand, is merely a hammer bearer. If only one can be killed to vent hatred, Philip would choose him!"
The longsword on the ground held a blood-dripping head stuck in the ground. It belonged to Andrew, the hammer master of the third [ Giant Hammer Battalion ] of the [ Gale Legion ]. At this moment, the headless corpse of this burly giant lay on the ground, blood flowing from his neck, staining the morning earth red. Meanwhile, the young man in fine clothes, Kulun, who was the origin of all the disasters, was so frightened that he fainted and lay on the ground like a dead dog.
Inzaghi's answer was Jian Jie and clear.
This surprised Sun Fei. A boy who had been shy and confined just a day ago, not daring to speak, now exuded an extremely rare composure. Sun Fei could clearly see that Inzaghi now seemed to have acquired some of the calmness and caution of an assassin.
Sun Fei was also gratified by his thoughtfulness in making the choice.
Clearly, despite the immense hatred in his heart, the young man was still thinking of Sun Fei. He was not afraid of death; as long as he could avenge York and Tina, Inzaghi would not hesitate to die. However, he killed a minor figure, Andrew, for only one reason: the trouble this would bring to Sun Fei was far less than that caused by a direct descendant of a powerful family like Kulun.
"Are you afraid of causing me trouble?" Sun Fei gently shook his head and said, " Philip, you must remember that the reason I only allow you to kill one person today is not because I'm afraid of any external forces, but simply because the other enemy must be killed by you personally when you are strong enough. You can't rely on my power to complete your Vengeance like you are now."
Inzaghi was slightly taken aback, but deep gratitude quickly welled up in his starry eyes, and he knelt down deeply in front of Sun Fei.
"Get up, you need to rest, Fernando, take him to rest!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" the blond youth Torres replied, turning to Inzaghi and bowing, "Your Highness Philip, please follow me."
Now that Inzaghi is a disciple of His Majesty the King, his status is no different from that of Prince, and others naturally address him as His Highness.
"Your Majesty, Uncle York's body..." Inzaghi hesitated slightly, then turned to look at the steel-framed prison van filled with corpses in the distance.
Sun Fei nodded.
He instantly switched to [ Sorceress Mode ], his powerful magic surging within him. The terrifying magical control of a level 36 mage drained all the fire elements around him, concentrating them all around him. Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, the air suddenly became intensely hot, and a jet of flame erupted from his hand, tearing through the sky like a raging fire dragon, engulfing the blood-stained prison cart in the distance.
Mage skill [ Inferno ].
Create a blazing Inferno, obey your commands, and melt away all enemies before you.
This is a more powerful fire spell among the fire magic spells for mages in the Diablo World, even surpassing [ Fire Bolt ]. It is the third fire magic skill that Sun Fei has mastered.
Standing silently in the distance, Diles, the top young martial artist from Hot Springs Pass, was completely shocked.
"This King of Chambord... he's a dual master of magic and martial arts, not only incredibly powerful but also a formidable fire mage? How is that possible? At such a young age, he's reached such a level, and judging from his relaxed demeanor when casting spells, he doesn't even need to chant incantations. Just how powerful is he?"
Diles lost the ability to think. The strength of his opponent made the proud man feel powerless and desperate. In a daze, he saw a peerless genius with amazing talent suddenly appear.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, let York and Tina's pure souls rest in peace in the sky, accompanied by these raging flames!" In this chaotic world, even someone as powerful as Sun Fei cannot protect all his relatives and friends by relying on his own strength.
Tears welled up in the eyes of the young Black man, Inzaghi, once again.
As he watched the flames engulf his fallen comrades, Inzaghi felt his heart harden suddenly. Nothing but the handsome man before him could leave a scar on his heart.
"Huh?"
Sun Fei's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly switched to [ Barbarian Mode ]. He activated the [ Leap ] skill, flashed to the spot, and appeared in front of the steel prison cart. He smashed the iron bars with a punch, rushed into the flames, and carried four thin figures back to the original spot.
There are still four orphans alive.
Sun Fei switched to [ Paladin Mode ] and activated the [Prayer] skill.
A string of noble and holy golden flames suddenly emanated from his body, enveloping the four thin figures who had been rescued from the pile of corpses in the steel prison cart. At this moment, Sun Fei was filled with an indescribable aura of pity and mercy, as if a father god had descended to earth. After a while, the four little guys who had been unconscious and pale-faced regained some color in their thin cheeks and then showed signs of breathing.
"Ah, that's great! Cavani, Michael, González... and David, it's wonderful, they're all still alive..." Inzaghi was overjoyed at the sight.
For more than three years, every child in the slums lived by his side like his closest relatives. He originally thought that after this disaster, he would be left alone on his lonely journey of Vengeance. Unexpectedly, when he was in his most desperate moment, four companions miraculously survived.
" Philip, you will take care of these four orphans from now on!" Sun Fei interrupted his [Prayer] skill. The four little ones who had survived the ordeal had resumed normal breathing, but they were not awake, probably due to malnutrition.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Inzaghi said with great joy.
"Okay, you can go and rest."
Torres had his soldiers lead the four unconscious orphans back to the camp with Inzaghi.
At this time, Čech, the warden Oleg, and others had already arrived upon hearing the news. The Chambord Expeditionary Army Urban Management, along with the Saint, lined up in front of the camp, ready for battle, displaying a formidable aura.
Sun Fei pointed to the heavily wounded Diles and the lying-on-the-ground Kulun, who was feigning death, then turned and walked into the camp. His voice echoed in the ears of every Chambord soldier, "Leave those two alive, kill the rest!"
The fifty or sixty soldiers who had come with Andrew and Kulun turned and fled, but they had nowhere to escape. They were caught up by the ravenous Chambord City, who slashed them with a single blow, and without exception, they were all cut in two and died on the spot. Even kneeling down and begging for mercy was of no use.
As the top young expert in Hot Springs Pass, Diles frowned, circulating his Dou Qi to suppress his injuries. He was powerless to save these soldiers, nor did he intend to save these troublemakers. The strength displayed by the Chambord people shocked him. Apart from the unfathomable King of Chambord, the blond boy with godlike archery skills who appeared first, the tall, thin man with a fierce look in his eyes who was an assassin, and the massive, bald, scarred giant who was as big as a mountain, all greatly impressed Diles. Although none of these people were his match at their peak, they were still rare experts in Hot Springs Pass. How could a small, sixth-rank vassal state like Chambord City have gathered so many skilled fighters?
He simply couldn't understand it.
" King of Chambord, how far am I from becoming the Golden Knight Chris Sutton?" Diles suddenly remembered his true purpose in challenging King of Chambord, and asked loudly as he looked at the imposing figure that was about to disappear into the increasingly thick fog in the distance.
" Sutton? You two, heh heh, about the same." Sun Fei replied without turning his head.
Second update.