On the sword-testing platform.
"Not bad, not bad, indeed worthy of my condescension to challenge you, King of Chambord, your strength has not disappointed me!" The figure shrouded in crimson flames was indistinct. The [ Bloody Knight ] slightly nodded his chin, and a strange light flashed in his eyes beneath the strange mask.
Sun Fei reached up and untied the ribbon around his neck. With a whoosh, his dark red cloak billowed like a cloud rising into the sky. He shook his neck and laughed, "Thank you for the compliment. However, if this is all the strength you have, I must say: you have disappointed me greatly, Sir Knight!"
Although their voices weren't loud, they were still clearly heard by the surrounding crowd through some special magic array devices on the sword-testing platform.
"Hmph! Arrogant!" The second [ Slaughter Knight ] at the very front of the VIP area, whose face was obscured by armor covered in scales, sneered coldly.
"You're courting death!" The Fourth [ Giant Blade Knight ] and the Fifth [ Violence Knight ] were equally enraged.
Although the ten Judgment Knight were not of one mind, their words of insult to the Seventh Judgment Knight were no different from directly pointing at their faces and spitting on them. The three of them had never had a good impression of King of Chambord, so they were naturally angered upon hearing such words.
The third [ Punishment Knight ], the sixth [ Radiant Knight ], and the eighth [ White Cloud Knight ] exchanged glances, their eyes filled with helplessness. They shook their heads; it was truly impossible to like a guy like King of Chambord!
Tens of thousands of people around the sword-testing platform heard Sun Fei's words at the same time.
A commotion immediately erupted.
Since the founding of Zenit, there have been those who dared to Judgment Knight directly, but without exception, they were all thrown into the Knights' Hall Black Prison Black Prison, and none of them ever came out alive. Now, King of Chambord is essentially challenging the dignity of the Ten Judgment Knight head-on.
VIP area.
Dianka Zola, the first in line to join the Dean Family, suddenly changed his expression, which became quite interesting.
Meanwhile, in the seating area of the other major aristocratic Big Family, the beloved and privileged Big Beyoncé, whose face was usually as cold and aloof as an iceberg, finally revealed a smile that was both intriguing and approving. This smile resembled the expression of a mischievous and proud little girl who had finally found her favorite toy.
"Ah? It's him? It's actually him, he's the King of Chambord!"
Five or six hundred meters directly south of the testing platform, the young Byzantium king, the ruler of a small port country in the southern part of the empire, was flushed with excitement. The previous exchange on the testing platform had been like a raging storm, and he had been unable to discern the aura and appearance of the two combatants. Now that they had stopped fighting, the Byzantium king finally realized incredulously that the person who had suddenly appeared last night, swept through the Blood Blade Mercenary Corps, saved his lover, and miraculously enhanced his own strength through mysterious means, was none other than the legendary, out-of-the-way super strongman, King of Chambord, from the vassal state!
This discovery filled him with indescribable shock and elation.
"So King of Chambord is so young, about the same age as me." Seeing the disapproving looks from those around him, the young Byzantium king paused, quickly stopping his excited Shout and sitting down to watch the duel quietly. But in his heart, he couldn't help but think excitedly, "Legend has it that after King of Chambord ascended the throne, he too was controlled by a treacherous minister, forced to feign madness to protect himself. Only after gaining sufficient strength did he finally eliminate the traitor. How similar my fate is to his... King of Chambord is truly a role model set up for me by heaven, a benefactor sent to me by the gods. I cannot succumb to despair; I must emulate King of Chambord and rebuild my Kingdom of Byzantium!"
Around the Number One Sword-Testing Platform, tens of thousands of onlookers watched this astonishing battle in silence. Some were filled with excitement, some were secretly alarmed, some began to plan their next move, and others sat cross-legged, sensing the fluctuations of power emanating from the clash of these strong individuals, hoping to break through the long-standing shackles on their own strength... But none of them noticed that in the crowd, a seemingly insignificant young King of a weak vassal state set his life goal at this moment. And at this moment, a terrifying king completed the first transformation of his life!
On the sword-testing platform.
Enveloped in crimson flames, the Bloody Knight's blood-red pupils, visible beneath his visor, flashed with a hint of anger, but quickly vanished. He shook his head and said, "Sharp tongues won't give you the upper hand. If you think you can use such childish methods to unsettle me, you're sorely mistaken, King of Chambord. You'll soon understand just how different we truly are!"
Before the words were even finished, [ Bloody Knight ] launched another attack.
The crimson flames surrounding his body surged even more wildly, completely enveloping the entire testing platform. A hazy sea of blood mist swallowed the two figures whole, and no one below the testing platform could see what was happening inside the crimson mist.
"Wow, this is one of the [ Bloody Knight's ] killing moves, [ Cloud-Piercing Blood Sea ]. It's a pseudo-domain power formed by condensing blood-red killing intent. It can shake a martial artist's will, affect the opponent's mental space, and create illusions. If one's martial will is not firm, their soul may be shattered directly by the Blood Sea..."
The figure of the Empire's First Bard Materazzi, was also engulfed in the [ Cloud-Piercing Blood Sea ], but he seemed completely unaffected. His voice, however, reached everyone's ears with exceptional clarity. He was knowledgeable and astonishingly erudite, and he analyzed the power of the [ Bloody Knight ] move with remarkable clarity.
"Oh, something unexpected has happened. King of Chambord is completely unaffected; the crimson mist seems unable to get within three meters of him..."
" Krude has made his move; his figure is like a ghost, freely roaming through the sea of blood, impossible to catch..."
"From within the sea of blood came the mournful cries of the dead. Krude's crimson sword energy mingled with the blood, its angles unpredictable... the sword energy was omnipresent, impossible to defend against... Oh, oh, oh, it's shattered! The crimson sword energy has finally broken through King of Chambord's protective glass shield..."
" King of Chambord is facing unprecedented danger..."
"What? Unbelievable! He opened his eyes... The King of Chambord, who had kept his eyes closed, opened them... Gods above, I saw him once again crush all the blood-red sword energy with a single hand. Was his hand made of fine steel?"
" King of Chambord has made his move... a gigantic, transparent, glass-like fist imprint... shattered the sea of blood!"
Thick blood filled the testing ground, and apart from a few experts, no one else could see what was happening. However, the words of the Empire's first bard, Materazzi, were clearly heard by everyone, vividly depicting the scene of the battle in their minds.
As his words fell, with a thunderous boom, the sea of blood-red mist on the sword-testing platform finally dissipated.
Seeing this, even the weakest person would understand, without Materazzi's explanation, that King of Chambord had easily broken through [ Bloody Knight ] Krude's killing technique [ Cloud-Piercing Blood Sea ]!
"How is this possible?"
On the testing platform, the [ Bloody Knight ] was filled with disbelief. Before this, it wasn't that no one had ever broken his killing move, but those people were all experts whose strength was significantly greater than his, and they were all extremely experienced. Moreover, their speed in breaking the move was far slower than that of King of Chambord.
"What's impossible? If you knew what I've been through, you'd understand that this level of Bloody is utterly childish for me."
In the world of Diablo, Sun Fei had slaughtered countless people, witnessing scenes that were nothing short of Hell, mountains of blood and bones, and countless others. To name just a few, even in the Rogue Encampment on the Act 1 map— the Blood Raven's Nest, the Earl's Over-Limit, and the basement of Andariel's monastery—these places were filled with unimaginable cruelty. The demons had no human form whatsoever, countless Rogue were tortured to death. Sun Fei had experienced all these horrific scenes; his hands were stained with the blood of countless demons, his fists had shattered countless monsters' bodies, and his sword had taken the life of a demon like Andariel. Having witnessed such horrors, how could a mere illusion created by Krude's [ Cloud-Piercing Blood Sea ] possibly shake Sun Fei's emotions in the slightest?
"My patience is almost exhausted, my lord knight. If you don't perform well, this boring match may truly come to an end!"
Sun Fei's face showed undisguised impatience.
Sun Fei accepted the challenge primarily to gain experience fighting against strong opponents and to refine and improve some of his moves based on the skills of characters from the Diablo World. Unfortunately, the pressure Krude put on Sun Fei was even less than that of the Golden Knight Sutton on Twin Tower Peaks, which left him somewhat disappointed.
Faced with his opponent's continuous Taunt, [ Bloody Knight ] finally lost his temper.
"You reckless fool... Good, good, very good, you've succeeded! You've finally angered me!" A pair of bloodshot eyes flashed with furious flames. "Originally, I was going to spare your dog's life, but now, you must die!"
Clang--!
A clear and fierce sword cry rang out.
[ Bloody Knight ] gripped his hand back, and a flash of crimson flame appeared, revealing a strange, massive cleaver with serrated edges. The blade was wreathed in a dense, eerie crimson light, and a pungent, Bloody emanated from it, as if a million condemned prisoners were wailing and begging for mercy before their execution.
He clearly had something like a storage ring on him, and the sword must have been stored in that ring's storage space.
Sun Fei smiled slightly.
Things are finally getting a little interesting.
"This is the Seventh Judgment Knight's Judgment Sword [ Blood's Desire ]. Legend has it that it can communicate with the underworld, and was personally bestowed upon the ten Judgment Knight by Emperor Yassin at the founding of the Empire. It possesses incredible power. Hahaha, is the real battle finally about to begin?!"
The excited voice of Materazzi, the Empire's foremost bard, reached everyone's ears.
Sun Fei stretched his body.
He didn't Summon the [ Bul-Kathos' Children ] set [ Colossus Blade ] and [ Mythical Sword ]. Instead, he simply reached out, and a pair of lightweight iron gauntlets filled with artistry and power appeared in his hands. The dense scales, the menacing barbs, and the bizarre joint covering technology all proclaimed the extraordinary nature of these lightweight iron gauntlets.
The sixth-tier orange-tier equipment in the Diablo World: [ Death's Touch ].
"One move to decide the outcome, my lord knight, unleash your true power!"
First update.
Because this duel is intended to introduce many important characters who will play significant roles later in the story, the details have been provided.
Yeah, I haven't been sleeping well for the past few nights because my younger brother's work has run into some problems.