The reply wasn't loud, but it seemed to resonate in the ears of everyone in the city, striking their hearts like a heavy hammer. After the opponent showed hostility, the first to react were the people in the city lord's mansion. Lampard, who could be considered the city's top expert for the time being, leaped onto the city lord's hall, preparing to withstand the full force of this unfamiliar Moon Class expert's attack. Even if it meant risking his life, he would protect Angela and Elena, two beautiful women who were extremely important to His Majesty the King.
In mid-air, the [ King of Black Sand ] looked down at the suddenly chaotic city with a cruel grin, enjoying the pleasure of tormenting the weak. The only thing that made him slightly worried was that this city was built by the Zenit Empire's first emperor, Yassin. Angering Yassin was no joke. However, thinking about the recent news that Emperor Yassin was about to die, he felt much more at ease.
"Hahaha, struggle, despair, you ants, blame your damned King of Chambord Alexander! If it weren't for his overestimation of himself and his foolish actions that angered me, perhaps you could still be surviving like dogs, hahahaha..."
Having regained control of everything, the [ King of Black Sand ] experienced a perverse pleasure once again.
Just then--
"Hey, Triangle Face, are you done performing? Is it funny to grin like an idiot?"
A clear, childlike voice suddenly rang in the ears of the [ King of Black Sand ]. So abruptly, so unexpectedly, that the [ King of Black Sand ] didn't even react immediately. He nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Haha, controlling the life and death of these poor wretches, watching them beg and weep at my feet, is certainly a very interesting thing..."
At this point, [ King of Black Sand ] suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned around in astonishment and saw a cute little boy standing beside him, dressed entirely in light black armor and wearing a strange black mask that looked like a cat's face. His golden hair and clear eyes gave him the impression of a harmless little kitten.
"It's you?" [ King of Black Sand ] felt a jolt in his heart.
He recognized the little guy in front of him; he was one of the two men in black who had stood beside King of Chambord in the boundless waters not long ago. His petite stature and beautiful blond hair set him apart from ordinary people, making him hard to miss. However, the fact that this little guy was qualified to stand beside King of Chambord and could appear silently beside him showed that he was incredibly powerful. The experienced King of Black Sand would not simply regard this guy as an ordinary little boy.
"Uncle, do you know me? I can't find my mom and dad, do you know where they are?" Arthur smiled charmingly, rushed over without any guard, opened his arms in a hugging gesture, and said in a sweet, childlike voice, "Uncle, hug me, Arthur is scared, Uncle, hug me..."
"Damn brat, get out of my way!" [ King of Black Sand ] wouldn't fall for it. How could someone who could stand beside King of Chambord be weak? However, facing such a sweet and cute child rushing towards him, although he struck out with a palm, he subconsciously didn't use his full strength, holding back some of his power. It was simply because this little guy's appearance was enough to remind people of any beautiful thing, making him too lethal.
"No, Uncle, give me a hug." Arthur's voice was sickeningly sweet as he charged forward without slowing down.
"You're asking for it... uh? Pfft!"
In just a brief moment of surprise, the little boy was right next to him. The King of Black Sand found that when he struck the little boy's chest, it felt like he had struck a giant Vajra. The touch was painful, but the feeling of flesh collapsing and bones breaking that he had imagined did not come. Then he felt a sudden chill in his chest, as if something had left his body.
In shock, he looked down and saw that the little boy's chubby, pink, and adorable little hands were like the most terrifying weapons in the world, easily piercing through his solid body, tempered by his Moon Class battle Dou Qi. He didn't know when they had already pierced into his chest. Turning his head to look back with difficulty, he saw a jet-black bone claw piercing through his back. The bone of this claw gleamed with a cold, eerie light, and it was definitely not a human hand bone. It had only three finger bones and was extremely sharp.
"Heh... heh heh... you... you're not human... you... you're an undead... an undead bone... a bone dragon... you... King of Chambord actually... actually colluded with... Undead Magic... he..." Overwhelmed by fear and clinging to life, the [ King of Black Sand ] nearly collapsed. The shadow of death loomed over him, and his eyes pleaded for the little boy before him to spare him. Even Moon Class expert with immense vitality would surely die if their heart were crushed. He spoke with difficulty, "No... have mercy... have mercy?"
"Sorry, but I have no mercy for you." The boy's charming smile was like a death Summon in the eyes of the [ King of Black Sand ]. After saying this, Arthur crushed the heart in his claws and shook his head, saying, "You said it was very interesting to watch a pitiful creature beg for mercy before you. Now, I find that you were right. Watching you beg for mercy suddenly makes me feel very good."
Bang!!
With a tremor of its arm, the ancient undead dragon instantly shattered the body of the [ King of Black Sand ] into a cloud of blood mist, which then vanished into the world.
The next instant, his hand transformed back into a delicate, adorable child's hand. Because the Holy Church was present in the lower city, fearing the detection of his power fluctuations, Arthur relied almost entirely on the sturdiness of his bone-like body, comparable to a divine weapon, when he slew the [ King of Black Sand ], without using Undead Magic. At this moment, no one could tell that this very hand, which even the Holy Maiden longed to hold and kiss, had just utterly and effortlessly killed a powerhouse of the Moon Class strength.
With a smug grin, Arthur licked his lips, his eyes darting around as if he'd just remembered something. He roared down at the city below, "In the name of the great King of Chambord Alexander, slay this villain! This city is under His Alexander's protection! Provocateurs shall die!"
The sound carried far and wide, reaching the ears of everyone in Twin Flag City.
Those who had been panicking and thought the end of the world were now cheering. They had witnessed almost the entire process. Although they hadn't seen how the first evil powerhouse was killed, the danger was over. And it was all thanks to Lord Alexander. This narrow escape brought Sun Fei's prestige in the city to its peak since the start of the war.
"Hehe, Alexander will definitely be satisfied now. He might even reward me with a few more bottles of wine, hahaha..." Hearing tens of thousands of people in the city below chanting "Long live Lord Alexander," the immature undead bone dragon laughed smugly, filled with fantasies about fine wine. Its figure transformed into a faint black line and disappeared into the sky.
Upon entering the second level of the [ God and Demon Palace ], Sun Fei suddenly felt immense pressure coming from the front. The air became heavy and viscous, making it extremely difficult to move. The earth's gravity seemed to have increased, and each step required twice the usual amount of strength.
Fortunately, the Barbarian class relies on strength, so this kind of pressure wasn't a problem for Sun Fei. After a brief period of adjustment, Sun Fei's progress accelerated. Time was of the essence; His Majesty the King needed to find the [ God and Demon Altar ] as soon as possible to Cleansing the corrupted [ Worldstone ] before he could slowly uncover the mysteries of this mysterious space. Otherwise, if Angela and Elena encountered any danger, it would leave them with a regret that would be irreparable for the rest of their lives.
The second-level area was even more dangerous. Sun Fei heard violent explosions and roars in the distance, as if some powerful figures had encountered something terrifying. The powerful fluctuations emanating from the center of the battle made Sun Fei secretly alarmed.
About thirty minutes later, Sun Fei saw a huge warrior statue, about 1 meter tall, appear in the center of the crossroads ahead. It was clad in armor, holding a greatsword and a curved shield, and was so lifelike that it looked like a knight waiting for the enemy to Charge on the battlefield, giving people an extremely oppressive and suffocating feeling.
"This is the [ Third Warrior Martial Throne Statue ], and beyond that is the third season area." Sun Fei stopped, looking at the extremely majestic statue. A thought stirred in his heart, and he spread his Spiritual Power over it, wanting to know what kind of Dou Qi technique was contained within the [ Third Warrior Martial Throne Statue ].
Less than a minute later, Sun Fei opened his eyes.
"[ Death God's Kowtow ]? What a strange name, but it's quite a decent Dou Qi technique. It just so happens that Cancer's warden, Oleg, lacks a Death Energy Dou Qi technique. It'll be good to leave it to this Bootlicker." His King smiled slightly, feeling that he had gained a good amount. After obtaining one of the three great divine skills, the [Learning] skill, Sun Fei's comprehension of general martial arts had reached a terrifying level of photographic memory and instant mastery. The process of comprehending the inheritance of the Martial Seat Divine Statue was like a rich second-generation shopping spree, and it didn't take up much of his time.
Having obtained this Dou Qi technique, Sun Fei did not hesitate at all and rushed into the third level of difficulty area.
Just as Sun Fei guessed, the pressure and gravity in the third difficulty zone are even greater. If an ordinary person were to appear there, their bones would probably be crushed and blood vessels compressed by their own weight, making it impossible to survive. Only martial arts experts can move freely in and out of these places.
First update.
I went to the station to pick up my father, so I was a little late. Please forgive me. Thank you to Chi Xianglie, Broken Heart Little Wo, Zongheng Brand for the donations.