Whoosh!
He opened his mouth and exhaled a hot, burning breath.
Sun Fei then felt his wounds begin to slowly heal under the influence of the medicine.
Despite the existence of the [ Full Rejuvenation Potion ], a healing item that was practically miraculous, Sun Fei's injuries were simply too severe. One Sword had pierced through his chest from front to back, his lungs were ripped apart, and his waist had almost been severed, with his pale, bluish-white intestines spilling out of the wound. Sun Fei used his right arm to slowly push them back in, a scene of utter Bloody. Some of the more timid people closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight. Sun Fei's left arm had become completely numb and lost all feeling.
The injury is healing rather slowly.
After all, the real world isn't a data-driven world like Diablo World's, and healing takes time. In addition, those who injured Sun Fei were all Moon Class experts, and the wound still contained the residual Dou Qi of three powerful figures. The [ Full Rejuvenation Potion ] has the effect of expelling adverse reactions and is gradually expelling the three troublesome Dou Qi from the wound.
The intense pain caused Sun Fei to collapse to the ground, drenched in sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water.
At this moment, His King looked extremely disheveled.
But none of the thousands of people around seemed to think the guy sitting on the ground was pathetic.
To be honest, before witnessing the battle just now, no one had ever imagined that the fight between those martial arts masters who seemed unapproachable in their eyes would result in such a barbaric and fierce scene. Nor had anyone imagined that this kind of fighting, which resembled a street brawl, could actually bring down those high-ranking Moon Class experts!
There was no violent, surging Dou Qi!
No fancy or magical tricks!
There was no One-Hit Kill, deadly strike that left no blood behind!
But for some reason, everyone felt that it was precisely this atypical battle that could best unleash the burning anger within them.
When they saw King of Chambord's fist strike down the three despicable men who murdered Martial Saint Krasic in the simplest and most direct way, even the most ordinary soldiers couldn't help but roar in anger. At that moment, something was bursting forth, something was exploding, something was burning in everyone's heart!
Footsteps sounded, and among the forty disciples of Martial Saint Mountain, the young swordsman with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes silently stepped forward, placing a hand on Sun Fei's shoulder.
A brilliant blue flame erupted.
The terrifying power erupted like a hurricane without reservation, and the people around stumbled backward.
Less than four or five minutes later, beads of sweat began to uncontrollably stream down the young man's forehead.
This is the result of a master unleashing their full power of Dou Qi for a period of time without holding back.
Enveloped in the azure flames, Sun Fei was undergoing a miraculous transformation. The three shocking wounds on his right chest, waist, and shoulder were rapidly healing. Visibly, countless tiny buds of flesh were constantly writhing and intertwining, as if an invisible, magical arm was stitching the wounds together. In less than five or six minutes, all the remaining alien Dou Qi in the wounds was expelled. Under the combined effects of the [ Full Rejuvenation Potion ] and the azure Dou Qi flames, the three wounds were completely healed, leaving only three bright red scars.
"Thank you very much." Sun Fei dusted himself off, stood up, and thanked the young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes behind him, who had already reached around the Eight-Star Class.
"Your Majesty Alexander, it is we who should be thanking you," the young man said sincerely.
The other thirty-nine disciples of Martial Saint Mountain also approached with excited expressions, bowing down before Sun Fei along with the young man. They declared in unison, "You risked serious injury to avenge Master Krasic! We, the forty of us, swear by the Glory of Lord Krasic, to follow His Majesty Alexander to the ends of the earth. From this day forward, your will is our mission, your Glory is our life, the direction your sword points is our path, and the land beneath your feet is our home! We swear to follow His Majesty to the death, we swear to protect His Majesty to the death, we swear to be loyal to His Majesty to the death!"
The resounding oaths of forty Dou Qi masters, carrying an indescribable momentum and a deafening clang, echoed across the capital city!
The sound was like thunder and lightning!
Sun Fei was slightly taken aback.
Sun Fei's desire to avenge Krasic stemmed entirely from his own heart. Ever since Krasic turned to ashes atop Martial Saint Mountain, covering the earth, Sun Fei had vowed to make the enemy bleed to death. However, he never expected that by sheer chance, he would win over these forty disciples of Martial Saint Mountain.
From the forty pairs of resolute eyes before him, Sun Fei could tell that if these people had followed him before because Krasic had ordered them to, now they were completely and utterly subservient to him.
He reached out and probed into the void with his backhand.
Clang!
A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the sky, and the [ Dou Weapon Heaven Sword ], which was stuck in the ground, automatically flew into Sun Fei's hand.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands, the black blade of the [ Dou Weapon Heaven Sword ] rested on the shoulders of each of the forty experts before him. Sun Fei, his expression solemn, walked past each one, repeating forty times, "I, Alexander, accept your allegiance. May my strength and Glory forever be with you!"
far away.
A cold wind stirred the flawless white dress of the Witch Paris, who had arrived seemingly out of nowhere. The hem fluttered, revealing a glimpse of her perfectly sculpted, jade-like legs—a curve that could drive any man mad. The Witch's plump, delicate hands held a rose with thorns and a stem, and at that moment, her eyes were slightly unfocused.
Beside him, the newly appointed highest-ranking officer of the Imperial Capital Public Security Office, [ Red Beard ] Granero, said solemnly, " Alexander's power has grown to its full potential, and his momentum is Martial Saint Mountain. With the strength of Mount Martial Saint, he can completely transcend the empire's constraints. I'm afraid even His Highness Dominguez and that [ God of War ] cannot restrain him. The appearance of such a figure in Zenit, I truly don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse for the empire!"
"Why always try to control others?" A smile appeared on the handsome, almost otherworldly face of the Second Prince Dominguez. "Wouldn't it be better to be friends?"
Surrounded by several soldiers from the Imperial Capital Public Security Office, the three quickly and quietly left.
Among those closely watching the unfolding events from the periphery of the crowd was Eindhoven's female general, Frankie, disguised as an ordinary citizen.
Seeing the young Zenit man defeat Huntelaar and his two companions with astonishingly lightning speed, the usually strong and composed girl, Frankie, was utterly despairing at this moment.
Her hunch was right.
The young, seemingly boy-next-door King of the Zenit vassal state was nothing short of a devil. In his rage and madness, the three Moon Class powerhouses were utterly helpless before him. No one expected him to fight in such a self-destructive manner. It was swift and unexpected, leaving no time for anyone to react. Despite being seriously injured and having rich combat experience, Costacurta and the others still possessed considerable fighting power, yet they were still stunned.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Frankie bit her lip until it bled, her heart in turmoil.
Seeing her father forced to bend his back—a posture he hadn't bowed on the battlefield in over twenty years—under the iron fist of his opponent, and seeing the pain on his face, making it difficult for him to even breathe, the girl's heart felt like it was being torn apart. Tears blurred her vision, and she wanted to rush out regardless of everything, but the last shred of reason firmly held her feet in place.
If he rushed out at that moment, not only would he not save his father, but he would also lose his own life.
How can we rescue my father from the clutches of this demon?
It was only then that Frankie realized that her father's sudden desire to eat her honey-glazed cod was merely an excuse to get her out of there quickly, lest they be caught together.
Before that, Father must have sensed something to do so. The situation was clearly extremely dangerous, and it was absolutely impossible for all three of them to escape. At such a critical moment, Father, who was always strict and regarded the mission and interests of the country as his life, finally acted selfishly in the face of family affection. He did not warn Huntelaar and Amauri the impending danger, but instead quietly sent himself away to avoid being killed.
Once the three Moon Class powerhouses are captured, the Zenit will surely withdraw their search.
Then I can leave Zenit territory smoothly and return safely to Eindhoven.
Because no one knew that among all those who besieged and killed Zenit Martial Saint, there was a survivor Frankie. Everyone thought that the three Moon Class experts were the last survivors, and that everyone else had died on Martial Saint Mountain.
The courtyard center has been trampled flat.
Huntelaar, Amauri, and Costacurta were quickly bound together with bloodstained iron shackles by the Royal Imperial Guard's prison guards. Thick iron chains, piercing their shoulder blades and stained with crimson blood, bound them tightly.
With the outcome decided, the eldest princess, protected by her guards, arrived in a magical carriage.
" Alexander, although it may sound a bit offensive, I still have to say it: you cannot kill these three people for now. They must be handed over to the Imperial Military Department. They possess a great deal of information that the Empire needs to know, as it relates to the outcome of future wars," the princess said slowly, her face showing obvious apology.
"The Imperial Military Department?" Sun Fei smiled wearily.
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