Hearing Hasselbaink's refusal, Sun Fei felt a slight disappointment.
Ever since he guessed the identities of the old man and the young man, he had been plotting to use them for his own purposes. Looking at the experts around Sun Fei, aside from Lampard who harbored some secrets he couldn't fathom, others like Drogba, Torres, and Cech were all brought to prominence by Sun Fei through various means, such as the [ Hulk Potion ], which was somewhat like forcing growth. Moreover, they were mostly from the small Chambord City; their backgrounds determined their limited perspectives and vision. Although they were extremely loyal to him, they always lacked something in terms of the bigger picture.
People like Hasselbaink are completely different.
The Necromancer rose to fame hundreds of years ago. Although his strength has greatly diminished now, he was once considered one of the top experts on the continent. He has seen all kinds of situations and knows countless secrets. He is like a living fossil and a living encyclopedia. His vision, knowledge, and experience are all first-rate. If Sun Fei could get the help of such an extraordinary person, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
Moreover, through their brief interaction and his previous attitude towards the army in the [ Ancient Castle of Death ], Sun Fei could more or less sense that Hasselbaink was a decent person, not the vicious villain of legend. On the contrary, he had his own principles. In addition, His King himself possessed Necromancy, so he was not particularly averse to this Necromancer who was feared by everyone on the continent. In fact, because they both practiced Necromancy and shared the tragic fate of Undead Magic in this world, he even felt a sense of kinship.
Everything met Sun Fei's standards, but to his surprise, Hasselbaink rejected his invitation.
But the next moment, when the Necromancer explained why he couldn't get too close to His Majesty the King, Sun Fei smiled, which further solidified His King's resolve to recruit Hasselbaink.
The Necromancer could think this way shows that he has begun to consider Sun Fei's well-being, and not for any other reason. Under such dire circumstances, his integrity is still admirable, making Sun Fei feel even more that Hasselbaink is a person worth befriending.
"Don't worry about that. I have my own ways of dealing with the Church, and I can guarantee they won't find a single clue. You don't need to worry about that, senior," Sun Fei assured him.
Hasselbaink looked at Sun Fei seriously and shook his head. "Young man, your confidence in making such a promise stems from your complete ignorance of the terrifying nature of the Holy Church. There are indeed beings in this world capable of deceiving and resisting them, but at least for now, neither you nor Chambord City have the power to do so. Young man, don't rely on luck; otherwise, if things fail, the consequences will be unbearable."
Sun Fei chuckled, "What if I could do it? I mean, what if I could deal with the Church? Would you be willing to join us, senior?"
The Necromancer, seeing the stubborn expression on Sun Fei's face, shook his head. With his worldly experience, he naturally took this persistence as youthful arrogance. However, he still nodded and said, "If you can truly prove that you can deceive the Holy Church, then I can join Chambord City and serve you. But the prerequisite is that your so-called method of proof must be approved by me."
"Hehe, little guy, give up. That old codger is very stubborn, with the temper of a mule. He's as hard and smelly as a rock from Hell. At least in the past hundred years, I haven't seen anyone who can persuade him." The little boy Arthur walked over, jumped up and patted Sun Fei's shoulder a few times, winked and said in an extremely old-fashioned tone.
Although Sun Fei had already guessed that this little boy was unusual, when he heard the little guy say such shocking words as "for the past hundred years," and that he clearly looked like a little boy trying to persuade him in such a tone, he was both amused and exasperated, and almost spat out his drink... The scene was truly hilarious.
His Majesty the King remained silent, and with a thought, switched to [ Paladin Mode ].
Then, the level 72 paladin's Holy Power flared slightly, and a vast and pure Golden Holy Power emanated outwards, spreading out gently. In an instant, it swept away the cold atmosphere that had permeated the entire hall due to the continuous casting of Necromancy, making it warm and gentle.
"Ah, you... it hurts so much, ahhh..." The little boy Arthur, whose little hand was on Sun Fei's leg, couldn't react in time. After the golden holy light bloomed, a few wisps of green smoke rose from his pink little hand, and then a smell of burning permeated the air. As if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his little body turned into a bolt of lightning and dodged away in an instant.
"This is... this?! Absolutely impossible, how could this be?!" Hasselbaink was completely stunned.
Golden light emanated from Sun Fei's body, illuminating the entire hall as warmly as daytime. His noble and compassionate Holy Power flowed endlessly, mellow and gentle, cleansing every corner of the hall. Like the comfort of a deity, it possessed an indescribable sacred aura that made people want to kneel down and worship.
This is the purest golden Holy Power of the Church, according to legend.
Golden Holy Power can only be possessed by the most devout and fortunate individuals, those who have been favored by the gods.
But why would such an aura and power appear on someone possessing the purest [ Undead Death Energy ] and wielding a vast amount of profound Necromancy? This is simply the most impossible thing in the world. White [ Undead Death Energy ] and golden [ Holy Power of God ] are absolutely the two most irreconcilable forces in the world, like water and fire, darkness and light. The boundaries are always so clear, and they cannot coexist. This is a well-known fact, beyond question, a truth proven by thousands of years of history. But now, this truth has been overturned by this young King as if he had pierced a windowpane.
Golden Holy Power shimmered, carrying the aura of a deity. The black skeleton soldiers Summon Hasselbaink in the hall melted away layer by layer like thin snow under the scorching Scorching Sun. Black mist evaporated from their bodies and then fell and scattered into piles of decaying, withered bones.
The undead creatures that Sun Fei Summon earlier also vanished instantly when he switched to [ Paladin Mode ].
Although he felt a stinging pain on his skin from the Holy Power light, Hasselbaink was completely stunned by the bizarre scene he witnessed, losing his ability to react. In his long life, he had never seen anything so incredible. He was unprecedentedly out of control, his mouth agape, forgetting to breathe, his mind blank!
A terrible change occurred to Arthur, the little boy who hid behind Hasselbaink.
His large, clear eyes, once as deep and bright as autumn springs in the mountains, had now turned into two black abysses, seemingly capable of sucking in even light. The gaze was not that of a human, but rather an emptiness. At the same time, his hand, scorched by Sun Fei's Holy Power, had been completely deformed. The delicate skin had faded, transforming into a jet-black, bony claw, gleaming with a chilling light, filled with unspeakable ferocity and terror.
This is definitely not a human hand.
To be precise, it is the claw of a monster-like animal.
Sun Fei suddenly remembered a legend. The legend tells of the evil sorcerer Hasselbaink who created an incredibly terrifying undead bone dragon. This evil undead bone dragon possessed terrifying power and destructive force, following Hasselbaink to achieve horrific victories, almost unmatched, a truly terrifying being... Could it be that this delicate, pretty little boy before him was actually the incarnation of that legendary, terrifying undead bone dragon?
This is truly unexpected.
Sure enough, under the illumination of Sun Fei's Golden Holy Power, Arthur's face showed a slightly painful expression. Then, his skin began to slowly change and disappear, revealing segments of pitch-black skeleton. His small body began to swell and grow larger. In the blink of an eye, a little boy who was 1.2 or 1.3 meters tall had grown to more than 3 or 4 meters tall, with half of his body covered in pink skin and the other half in pitch-black skeleton, making him extremely bizarre and terrifying.
Those pitch-black skeletons were enormous; they were clearly the skeletons of bone dragons.
However, the aura emanating from this legendary, terrifying dragon that once made the entire continent tremble was extremely weak at this moment, barely reaching the Mid-Tier New Moon Class, which is equivalent to [ Snow Mountain Hermit ], or even slightly lower. It was definitely a case of being unworthy of its name.
Under the influence of his natural nemesis's power, Arthur was enveloped in wisps of black mist. His face, which still retained human features, showed a look of pain as he roared continuously, the roars spreading out like a huge sonic wave, stirring up clumps of bone fragments and dust.
Hasselbaink, who had been in a daze, finally came to his senses at Arthur's roar. He chanted some kind of incantation, and streams of black mist entered Arthur's body. The skeletal dragon's violent emotions calmed down, and most of his body regained its human characteristics.
At this moment, Sun Fei also slightly restrained the power of [ Paladin Mode ], and the golden flames that filled the hall almost completely disappeared.
"So? Is my method of proof convincing?" Sun Fei asked with a smug smile.
First update. Thank you to the author, Hu Fei, for your support.