Krasic was born with a unique condition; his heart was located in his right chest cavity, unlike that of ordinary people. Therefore, when Huntelaar ambushed him during the previous battle, his heart was shattered.
Even with the formidable vitality of Moon Class expert, losing their heart would certainly mean certain death.
Sun Fei quickly discovered the real reason why Krasic was able to suddenly erupt after his life force was cut off and defeat the four Moon Class powerhouses in one fell swoop—it was because of the four crystal-green magic stone spikes that were deeply embedded in Krasich's straight and thin body.
" Dou Qi Channel Revitalization and Surge Forbidden Technique?"
Sun Fei was filled with great sorrow.
[ The Dou Qi Channel Revitalization and Surge Forbidden Technique ] is a forbidden technique created by the martial arts genius Emperor Yassin. Sun Fei had previously read about this secret technique in Emperor Yassin's cultivation notes, which Krasic had taken from the Imperial Armory, so he was very clear about the conditions and consequences of using this secret technique.
This forbidden technique stimulates the four main channels of Dou Qi within the human body in a manner similar to self-harm, unleashing several times the Dou Qi power. It can increase a person's strength several times over in a short period of time, but it completely depletes the body's potential and vitality. Even an uninjured person will inevitably exhaust all their vitality after using such a forbidden technique and will not survive for more than an hour.
It turns out that Krasich's sudden surge in strength, allowing him to single-handedly defeat four Moon-level powerhouses and kill the Spartacus Martial Saint Iaquinta, was actually due to his secret use of the [Aura Channel Renewal and Increase Technique], which overdrawn his remaining life force. He defended the Empire's dignity at the cost of his last breath.
Even if Krasic hadn't suffered such severe injuries, he wouldn't have survived for more than an hour at this point.
Sun Fei was deeply saddened.
At that moment, he felt a sense of utter helplessness.
This was the most powerless he had felt since transmigrating to the Azeroth Continent. He had originally thought that with the Diablo World, everything was under his control, and in fact, that was indeed the case before. Almost any difficulty was easily resolved by His King. Even the time when he was being pursued to the death by Amauri in the vassal state of Twenty Mile was extremely dangerous, but it was not exactly a hopeless situation. Unfortunately, this time...
Sun Fei frantically recalled everything he possessed: Life Healing Potion, Mana Restoration Potion, Full Rejuvenation Potion, Hulk Potion potions, Feign Death Potion, Scroll of Town Portal, Scroll of Identify... It seemed that nothing could bring someone back to life or heal flesh from bones.
In his past life's memories Diablo World did have a system where mercenaries could be resurrected after death, and characters could also be resurrected in the camp after death. However, in the real Diablo World, Sun Fei had never tried it and didn't know how to trigger such a resurrection system.
"I have to try, I have to find the resurrection system, I can do it, I can do it..." Sun Fei was like a man possessed, covered in sweat, his concern clouded his judgment, his mind in turmoil, frantically recalling every possible way to save Krasic, and was about to immediately open Teleport to enter the Diablo World to find out if Sister Granny and Uncle Cain had any ideas.
Just then, Krasic seemed to enter a state of final lucidity. Suddenly, his eyes brightened, the blood from his wounds stopped gushing out, and he sat up, supporting himself with his hands. A faint smile appeared on his usually cold face, as if he had recalled something beautiful from a distant memory. He looked up slightly at the starry sky in the dark night and murmured, "Two jugs of wine in this turbid world, a game of chess when we meet..."
"Senior, your injuries..." Sun Fei, worried about his injuries, finally interrupted Krasic's nostalgic emotions.
Krasic looked down at Sun Fei, his smile unchanged, now containing a hint of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted. "You've seen the Dou Qi Channel Revitalization and Surge Secret Technique; you should know the consequences of using it, right?"
Sun Fei was deeply saddened and nodded.
"My mission is complete..." Krasic stood up slightly, his body swaying slightly, but still as straight as a javelin, and walked step by step into the distance, gesturing for Sun Fei to follow. He said, "I know you have many questions in your heart, but I no longer have time to explain them to you."
"Perhaps I have a way to heal your injuries, I..." Sun Fei said anxiously. At this moment, His King was nowhere to be seen in his usual majestic and pretentious manner. In front of Krasic, Sun Fei was like a helpless child.
Krasic firmly shook his head, refusing Sun Fei's offer.
The Martial Saint swayed slightly, and Sun Fei quickly went over to support his shoulder. Krasic struggled but couldn't break free. He paused for a moment, then quickly relaxed, shaking his head and smiling, "I never imagined that after forty years, I, Krasic, would have to rely on someone else to walk for the second time."
The two walked slowly, but the summit of Sword Peak was not wide, and soon they arrived at the edge of a cliff.
The mountain wind howled, the night was vast and the air was filled with an indescribable chill. The cold night wind ruffled the long hair of the man who Krasic. He was no longer the powerful and domineering man who had previously dominated the battlefield. He was no longer the Martial Saint who was above ten thousand people in the empire. He was more like an ordinary Old Man. When the cold wind blew on him, Sun Fei could even feel his thin body trembling slightly.
This discovery caused Sun Fei to feel an overwhelming sadness, as if he were losing his own parents and relatives, an indescribable heartache.
"After tonight, Zenit will no longer have Martial Saint." Krasic looked at the boundless darkness on the horizon. It was not yet midnight, and there was still a long time before dawn the next day.
" Spartak will also be without Martial Saint." Sun Fei recalled every scene from the Martial Saint Battle. The images of Huntelaar, Costacurta, and Amauri flashed through His Majesty the King's mind. His killing intent Zongheng, and he swore through gritted teeth, " Ajax, Eindhoven, and Spartak, I will wipe these three empires from the Azeroth Continent!"
"Hatred is always easier to accuse than duty, Alexander. Do you remember what I told you that night?" Krasic asked softly.
"Senior, you said I'm very similar to His Majesty Yassin, and that you didn't want me to become like Yassin. You also told me to remember that the source of power and the ultimate meaning lies in responsibility and protection..."
Krasic nodded and said, "I don't want to change your mind. I don't care about the three great empires. However, if one day you discover another truth, I hope you won't seek revenge for me!"
"Another truth?"
Krasic nodded.
Sun Fei pondered deeply, then suddenly realized something, as if he had vaguely thought of something and understood something.
"If one day Zenit is truly on the verge of collapse, I hope you can step in to protect the people of the empire from the iron hooves and swords of our enemies..." Krasic thought of something else.
" Emperor Yassin is unharmed, who dares or can do anything to Zenit?" Sun Fei thought of the terrifying power of the [ Dragon Fist ] that could change the color of the heavens and earth. With such a martial arts king in existence, how could Zenit be in trouble?
"You're complaining that Yassin didn't act from the start. If he had, he could have killed Iaquinta and the others instantly, and I wouldn't have died, right?" Krasic understood the implication in Sun Fei's words and smiled slightly, "That's because he had a perfectly good reason not to act."
Sun Fei remained silent.
"And then there's Tanasha... Alas, though she's Zongheng, she's a woman after all. This world belongs to men, and of Yassin's lineage, only she can inherit his legacy. What a pity..." Krasic sighed softly, as if remembering something.
"The princess and I are good friends. If she needs anything, I will naturally do my best to protect her." Sun Fei understood Krasic's meaning. The princess was indeed one of Sun Fei's friends in this world. Without Krasic saying anything more, Sun Fei would help her. However, Sun Fei heard another meaning in Krasic's words, and he felt even more grateful to the elder beside him.
"From the very first moment I learned of you, I knew a dazzling miracle would unfold on this continent. It's a pity I won't be able to witness the day you reign supreme..." Krasic looked up at the endless starry sky, feeling an unprecedented sense of ease. "It's been a long time since I've felt so relaxed amidst this beautiful scenery. Look at this starry sky, how beautiful it is!"
After saying that, before Sun Fei could say anything more, he suddenly turned around, looked at Sun Fei with a smile, and laughed heartily, "From now on, my life is free of constraints and debts!"
As the mountain wind blew, Krasic's thin, straight body suddenly began a terrifying transformation. His appearance Decrepify rapidly, his face quickly changing from that of a middle-aged man to that of an old man, covered with wrinkles, and then aging further. His skin lost its luster, became dry, and began to crumble...
This scene, like a statue made of sand, collapsed continuously in the wind, turning back into tiny grains of sand that drifted away with the cold night wind, slowly and realistically dissipating into the night sky.
Zenit 'Martial Saint body turned into ashes, which scattered drop by drop onto the earth beneath his feet.
The ashes, carried by the howling night wind, drifted through the air, scattered across thousands of households in the capital, across the white city walls, across the black earth, across the majestic mountains and the rushing rivers... scattered throughout the Zenit Empire!
Sun Fei quietly observed the changes before him. He had long known that this was a terrifying phenomenon that would occur after using the [ Dou Qi Channel Revitalization and Surge Forbidden Technique ]. Only after Krasic's figure completely disappeared did he suddenly recall a sentence the elder had said earlier—
From that day forward, Zenit had no more Martial Saint!
Last night I had a splitting headache, probably from staying up late to catch the train, so I couldn't keep going after writing only half of the third update.
I'll try to update more today. I currently owe everyone 6 updates, and I'll start making up for it today.