He can kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles.
Sun Fei simply strode forward without making any other movements, but the terrifying pure power fluctuations that erupted from his body were like an ancient mountain pressing down on him. The Blood Blade mercenaries who had survived the Fireball had no power to resist at all, and with a few thuds, they all involuntarily collapsed to their knees.
These ordinary Blood Blade mercenaries were of low strength, most of them having only just begun to develop Qi, not even qualifying as Star-Rank Warrior. Under the pressure of Sun Fei's Six-Star Class level Barbarian power field, their bones cracked and broke, like chicks encountering a tiger, utterly powerless to struggle.
As Sun Fei drew closer, a series of muffled thuds, like balloons bursting, rang out. Apart from Captain Harry, who wielded a massive octagonal black iron hammer, everyone else was crushed by an invisible force. They didn't even have time to scream before being ground into piles of minced meat with muffled groans.
Such power is simply terrifying.
Everyone inside and outside the camp who witnessed this was utterly shocked and speechless. They gaped, gasped, and looked at Sun Fei as if they had seen a peerless demon king or god of death descend upon them.
As his Barbarian level increased and he fought against numerous skilled opponents, Sun Fei's control over the Barbarian's pure brute force reached a level of perfection. Along the way, he deliberately controlled his power, avoiding applying it to the Byzantium side. He didn't even need to lift a finger. Apart from the strong Harry, who wielded two hammers and was slightly stronger, there was no one in the Barracks worth his attention.
"You... who are you?" Harry frantically channeled his battle Dou Qi, barely managing to stay upright, and roared in terror, "We are from the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps! How dare you! You have no respect for human life, daring to attack us?"
"I'm going to kill Blood Blade!" Sun Fei sneered, not bothering to waste words with such a person, and threw a punch directly.
The burly Harry tried to block with his giant hammer.
But the next moment, a muffled thud was heard, and black iron filings flew everywhere. The once indestructible black iron hammer became more fragile than paper, and was directly destroyed by Sun Fei's punch. At the same time, the strong Harry's arms were also destroyed. Then, the enormous force directly hit him, and this villain who had been arrogantly threatening the Byzantium king just a dozen seconds ago was instantly shattered into pieces, turning into a cloud of blood mist that drifted into the air and stained the snowflakes red.
From start to finish, it only took a dozen seconds. An elite Blood Blade mercenary squad capable of suppressing a small vassal state was completely wiped out. Not a single member had a chance to escape. The difference in strength between the two sides was too great; they were simply not on the same level.
Sun Fei stood silently, his body spotless, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on the young Byzantium king.
"Who... who are you?" Sensing the murderous gaze before him, the young Byzantium king reached out and pulled the petite and delicate girl Isabella behind him to protect her. He tried to calm himself down and met Sun Fei's gaze with a loud voice, asking.
Sun Fei suddenly lowered his head in thought and did not answer.
A chilling silence filled the air.
Everyone inside and outside the arena, even those who had initially been watching with a detached, spectator mentality, froze in place, afraid to move or even breathe, lest they make the slightest noise that might alert the incredibly powerful killer in the arena, causing him to strike and turn them into mincemeat.
The world was completely silent, save for the gentle, falling snowflakes.
Suddenly, Sun Fei looked up.
With a single reach, an invisible, immense force seized the young Byzantium king, pulling him close. Ignoring the king's screams and struggles, a small clump of dark green liquid, carrying a strange aura, flew from Sun Fei's palm and entered the Byzantium king's mouth.
"Ahhh... it hurts... it hurts... what did you feed me? It hurts so much!" The young Byzantium king's body soon began to tremble violently, and he struggled in great pain.
"Let go of His Majesty... No!! Let him go! What are you doing? You demon..."
The innocent Isabella, her fair face filled with shock, watched as her lover was forced to drink a dark green liquid resembling a poisonous venom by the black-clad demon, struggling and screaming in agony. Overcoming her fear, she rushed forward desperately to save her beloved...
However, being so weak, she was unable to get close to the Byzantium king; an invisible force kept her away.
"You wretched woman, what are you doing? Do you want to anger this lord and bring disaster upon the Kingdom of Byzantium?" Aike, a plump middle-aged man in a purple robe and acting as Kingdom of Byzantium messenger, was both shocked and frightened. His change of expression surpassed even that of the former Chambord Bootlicker, Oleg. He smiled obsequiously at Sun Fei, then jumped up and down, shouting, "Guards! Guards! Seize this wretched servant! Don't disturb this lord!"
Several Byzantium guards loyal to Aike rushed over and dragged Isabella to the back without saying a word.
At this moment, the young Byzantium king, who had been seized into the air by an invisible force, struggled and howled more and more fiercely. All the exposed skin on his body had turned into a terrifying dark green, making him look like a horrible mutated monster. His veins bulged all over his body, and his blood vessels seemed to be about to burst from the surface of his skin. His once handsome face was also deformed by pain, and his voice had become hoarse and lost. He gradually lost the strength to struggle.
This terrifying and bizarre scene silenced everyone around.
Just by looking at the young Byzantium king's pained and frantic expression, one can clearly imagine the incredible suffering he was enduring. Some people's gazes towards Sun Fei had changed; besides awe, they looked more like they were looking at a psychopathic demon.
Many others, however, felt fortunate.
Fortunately, the black-clad demon hadn't chosen them to torture; otherwise, they probably would have bitten their tongues and committed suicide by now, unable to endure the inhuman torment. Their eyes were filled with sympathy and pity as they looked at the young Byzantium king!
But then, things gradually changed.
At some point, the thick, eerie, and terrifying dark green color on the young Byzantium king's body began to fade. His expression was no longer as painful as before. The bulging veins gradually disappeared, and the protruding blood vessels were hidden back under his skin. His facial expression returned to normal, no longer as distorted and terrifying as before.
Five or six more minutes passed.
To everyone's astonishment, all the strange phenomena that had occurred to the Byzantium king had mysteriously vanished without a trace. If it weren't for the fact that he was covered in hot sweat from the struggle and pain, steaming in the air, everyone would have thought that what they had seen was a hallucination.
Thump!
With a wave of his hand, Sun Fei dispelled the invisible force that had been grasping the young Byzantium king, and he crashed heavily to the ground.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, are you alright? Waaah, Your Majesty, you're alright, that's wonderful! You scared me to death..." The young girl Isabella, drawing strength from who-knows-where, broke free from the guards' restraints and rushed over, throwing herself onto the young Byzantium king. She cried out in a mixture of surprise and joy, then turned and knelt before Sun Fei, pleading tearfully, "Please, I beg you, please don't torture him anymore, please don't..."
The sound was so mournful that it brought tears to one's eyes and broke one's heart; it was deeply moving.
"Ah... what's happening to me? I... this is power... I'm filled with power!"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out. The young Byzantium king, finally snapping out of his daze, stared blankly at his hands, feeling the surging power within his body like a great river. He was utterly incredulous. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly punched the ground. With a loud thud, the ground, which had been hardened by his footsteps, caved in like a spider, creating a small crater.
This left everyone around speechless.
What exactly happened?
Why is this happening?
miracle!
Miracle!!
The young Byzantium king's strength had inexplicably surged instantly. The power level of his punch just now was at least around Two-Star Class, while not long ago he was just a lowly One-Star Intermediate Stage warrior. What on earth had happened? Some astute individuals had already shifted their gaze to the standing figure in the black cloak. Connecting the series of strange events just now, they guessed seven or eight parts of the story, and their eyes became fervent.
"This is..." The young Byzantium king, who had been stunned for a long time, finally understood something. He got up and helped his beloved girl up. He was about to kneel on one knee in front of the man in the black cloak to express his gratitude, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not kneel down. An invisible force stopped him from moving.
"We are of equal status. You are the king of a country, you cannot kneel before me!" Sun Fei said calmly.
"This... thank you, sir, I..." The young Byzantium king, filled with gratitude, was so excited that he was incoherent and didn't know what to say. It turned out that the sir before him had good intentions. Not only had he rescued the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps and killed them, but he had also bestowed upon him formidable strength through unpredictable means. He had almost misunderstood the man.
"My lord, please forgive Isabella's rudeness just now. I really didn't know..." The young girl smiled through her tears, tears still clinging to her fair and beautiful cheeks. Her eyes were filled with apology and shame as she bowed respectfully to Sun Fei.
Sun Fei smiled slightly, not minding. Turning to look at the young Byzantium king, he suddenly asked, "Just now, under such excruciating pain, you could have chosen to bite your tongue and end the suffering. Why did you choose to endure it?"
"Because Kingdom of Byzantium still needs me, I cannot abandon my subjects..."
Sun Fei shook his head, interrupting his answer, and looked at him seriously, asking, "Besides this, are there any other reasons?"
"I..." The young Byzantium king paused, lowered his head, and clenched his fist, saying, "I must survive to protect Isabella. Without me, she cannot live alone!"
Sun Fei smiled.
Third update.
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