Long Live the King
Chapter 461

Strength Unlike That of Ordinary People

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The middle-aged man glanced at the silvery-white pillar of light and then stopped observing. The earth-shattering spectacle did not attract him in the slightest. He looked up at the dimming, bright moon in the sky with a sorrowful expression, as if he had endless sorrows he could not tell.

A cute little boy, as adorable as an angel, seemed oblivious to the middle-aged man's sighs.

The little boy was still sniffing the aroma of wine in the air, his large, watery eyes, as clear as a mountain spring and capable of captivating any young man or woman, were greedily staring at the oversized wine flask in the middle-aged man's hand. Judging from his expression, he was clearly eager to rush over, snatch the flask, and drink it all, but he was also hesitant and dared not move.

"Hey, what kind of look is that? I've already told you, you're not allowed to drink. Who told you to act crazy when you drink? I always have to take the blame for you. I'm in such a bad mood right now, and instead of comforting me, you're eyeing my wine. Do you have any humanity at all? I really regret having you in the first place!" The middle-aged man turned around and saw the delicate little boy's expression, and immediately flew into a rage.

"You old codger, don't give me that crap. I'm not even human, where would I get any humanity?" The little boy licked his lips and retorted disdainfully, "Haven't I ever taken the blame for you? Ten years ago, you got drunk and killed that so-called strongest paladin of the Holy Church, and in the end, they pinned it on me, didn't they? And fifty years ago, you went crazy and insisted on spying on the diocese's saintess bathing in the middle of the night in the Marseille Empire Diocese. When you were discovered, instead of admitting your mistake, you angrily killed the Pope of the Marseille Diocese Church blamed it on me again? And a hundred years ago..."

Hearing the little boy rattle off his list of crimes, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Damn it, I get it! No wonder I've become more and more perverted. It turns out that for the past two hundred years, the only one willing to stay by my side is you, this inhuman creature. Sigh, I must have been Jimo..."

At this point, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, becoming serious. He said, "However, that person who just advanced was terrifying. I sensed something extraordinary in his aura. We're both greatly weakened now, no longer the force we once were, and we're being chased like dogs by a few henchmen. So we need to be careful and not provoke that guy!"

The little boy sniffed the aroma of alcohol in the air and said disdainfully, "Let's get this straight, you're the one being chased like a dog. I'm just suffering along with you. Of course, I won't mess with that guy. Do you think I can't sense his potential and power? You said the most important principle of wandering the world is not to be ashamed of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but to be proud of being thick-skinned and ruthless. Haha, why don't we go and seek refuge with him? Maybe this guy can protect us in the future."

"We're infamous now, everyone on the mainland avoids us. Who would want to take us in? I bet if they actually went looking for us, their first thought would be how to kill us..."

"Sigh, it's really bad luck to be with an old geezer like you. If it weren't for the fact that you're my father, I would have given up on you a long time ago..."

"Pah! If I'd known, I wouldn't have brought you out in the first place! You jinx! Before you came along, everything was going smoothly for me, but since you came along, I've become a rat in the street..."

Under the moonlight, the two eventually ended up wrestling on the hill.

However, the adorable little boy ultimately failed to snatch even a single drop of wine from the middle-aged man's hands.

In the Twin Flag City.

The enormous anomaly roused all the city's residents from their slumber. Ignoring the curfew, they emerged from their homes and onto the streets. The chickens, dogs, cattle, and sheep trembled and lay prostrate on the ground, too afraid to move. The soldiers guarding the city stared in awe at the enormous silver pillar of light in the sky.

"God, look! Is that a ladder to heaven? What's going on? Is the end of the world coming?"

"That direction seems to be towards the west gate. Could it be that our Alexander Commander Alexander is using his divine skills to annihilate the Ajax Sand Demons?"

"This is a miracle! A miracle! The gods have appeared and are protecting Twin Flag City! Thank you God of War, for your protection!"

Despite the curfew in the city, this strange occurrence still compelled many residents to leave their homes and venture into the streets to discuss it. Eventually, they knelt down in the street, repeatedly kowtowing, their expressions filled with emotion. They felt the overwhelming and terrifying aura emanating from the pillar of light and thanked the God of War of War for his protection...

Meanwhile, in a very inconspicuous courtyard in the city.

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable, that such a peerless genius would emerge from the declining Zenit people, achieving such earth-shattering phenomena upon reaching the Moon Class... Hmm, more than twenty years have passed, and that person's eye examination skills are still so accurate."

A short, stocky figure, about 1.7 meters tall, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the distant enemy tower of the West Gate, muttering to himself, seemingly lost in thought.

His figure wasn't exactly imposing, much less handsome, but he gave off an unapproachable aura. Standing behind him, anyone would inevitably prostrate themselves on the ground. It was an innate nobility, something that others couldn't imitate, no matter how hard they tried!

Behind him, two burly men who looked like bodyguards stood quietly.

Both men exuded an air of elegance and nobility, with bright, piercing eyes and extraordinary presence. Their entire bodies radiated an aura of steely resolve, clearly indicating they were seasoned soldiers. They gazed at the figure before them with fervent, worshipful eyes, clearly willing to risk their lives for him.

Meanwhile...

On the rooftop balcony of a tavern or inn about a kilometer away from this courtyard.

Another person stood with his hands behind his back. He was tall and robust, wearing a long black cloak. The brim of the cloak covered his eyes, revealing only his straight nose and slightly pursed lips. Even with only these two features visible, it was enough to show that he was a rare and handsome man. The silver light emanating from the west gate shone on him, but it was blocked by an invisible membrane of power, unable to penetrate within half a meter of him.

Behind him, a middle-aged man, his body gleaming with gold as if he were wearing a golden robe, sat at a stone table, leisurely drinking alone.

However, as the man glanced at the distant pillar of light with his slightly narrowed eyes, a barely perceptible hint of worry would occasionally appear in his gaze.

For Sun Fei, all of this came too suddenly.

He stepped out of the Teleport, from the Diablo Nightmare Difficulty world to the real world. Before he could react, he felt as if the entire world was rejecting him, becoming strangely unfamiliar. Then, the Storm Riders changed drastically, the clouds between heaven and earth began to churn and swirl, and an invisible force descended from the sky, seemingly trying to suppress and defeat him.

After a slight pause, Sun Fei was overjoyed.

His Majesty the King instantly understood that this was precisely the tempering of the elemental forces of heaven and earth that Star Class martial artists had to undergo during their advancement to Moon Class powerhouses, as recorded in the legends of the real world. Many martial arts classics had documented that Star Class martial artists would experience such an ordeal during their advancement, because the stronger an individual's strength, the greater the threat and destructive power they posed to this world. Martial artists sought to transcend the laws of heaven and earth, so the Dou Qi and magical elements between heaven and earth would instinctively repel and suppress the martial artist's path to advancement.

This is a test, and it's extremely dangerous.

According to rumors on the mainland, many Star Class martial artists were too eager for quick success and rashly attempted to break through to the Moon Class without sufficient accumulation of experience. They were defeated by the repulsive force of heaven and earth. At best, they were suppressed within the Star Class and could never reach a higher martial artist realm again in their lifetime. At worst, their Dou Qi or magic backfired and turned into blood mist, their flesh and blood dissolving into the world, and they died.

Once martial artists survive this test of heaven and earth, the nature of their power will undergo a qualitative change.

The nine Dou Qi or magical star vortexes, symbolizing Nine-Star Class strength, merge into one, forming a new Dou Qi core in the shape of a crescent moon within the body. This is the mark of New Moon Class martial artist. From then on, as Moon Class martial artist continues to cultivate and improve their vision, this crescent-moon core will gradually become fuller, from crescent to Half Moon, and then from Half Moon to Full Moon. This is the origin of the three realms of crescent, Half Moon, and Full Moon for Moon Class experts.

Of course, the trials of heaven and earth are not only dangerous; they also bring many benefits to martial artists.

Firstly, the martial artist's internal Dou Qi transforms from a gaseous state to a liquid state, which is a qualitative improvement and a higher-level power system. The martial artist's body is tempered by the elements of heaven and earth, greatly increasing its strength. The internal organs are also nourished by the elements of heaven and earth, thus sublimating the martial artist's life and greatly increasing their lifespan. As long as Moon Class martial artist does not perish, they can have a lifespan of more than three hundred years.

But for Sun Fei, this test posed no danger whatsoever; it was more like a routine procedure.

Because he had already completed this step in the Diablo World, and His King's power came from the world of Diablo, not from the accumulation and condensation of martial artists in the real world who painstakingly cultivate. Moreover, his power attribute was neither Dou Qi nor magic, but pure physical strength, the purest form of power. Therefore, the test of the elements of heaven and earth posed no threat to him. If ordinary martial artists compromised with the elements of heaven and earth to gain recognition when advancing to the Moon Class, then Sun Fei directly used his overwhelming power to force the elements of heaven and earth to acknowledge him.

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