Long Live the King
Chapter 500

A Single Sentence Ignites Endless War

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Sensing the terrifying aura and killing intent emanating from the dark-skinned old man, the elderly powerhouses beside Sun Fei, who had been given the opportunity to enter the [ Elemental Gate ] because of Sun Fei's momentary leniency, exchanged glances. Although they knew they were no match for this terrifying fellow, they still stood in front of Sun Fei in unison.

"Heh heh... You bunch of old fools who don't know their own mortality, you dare to stand in my way?" The dark, thin old ghost laughed angrily, his five fingers twitching slightly. His black, sharp fingernails, comparable to divine weapons, clattered together, producing a metallic clanging sound and emanating terrifying force. He said with a grotesque laugh, "Dare to stand on his side, and I'll claw your brains out... You will all die!"

Seeing the actions of the older, more experienced fighters around him, Sun Fei felt a warmth in his heart. His previous kindness had not been in vain. However, he already had a plan in mind. He stepped forward, stood in front of them, and smiled at them, saying, "It's alright. I'll handle these clowns myself."

"Then... Your Majesty, please be careful." The four elderly powerful figures hesitated for a moment, fearing that the King might act rashly due to his youthful impetuosity. One of them gave Sun Fei a wink, reminding him to pay attention to the bald giant who had been silently watching them with a cold smile in the distance.

Sun Fei smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Hehehehehe... Die, arrogant brat, daring to be distracted when facing me..." With a roar, seeing Sun Fei's arrogance, the dark and thin old ghost was finally enraged. His figure flashed, turning into a Black Lightning, and his ten extremely sharp fingers drew shocking marks in the void, heading down towards Sun Fei's forehead.

This grab was clearly the black-clad old ghost's ultimate Dou Qi technique. His ten fingers covered the area, containing vague spatial laws that gave people the illusion that there was no way to avoid it. It seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, his fingertips, which were comparable to divine weapons, had just touched Sun Fei's forehead.

In a flash, an unexpected surprise appeared on the old man's face.

He had prepared for a tough fight, knowing full well the gap between his strength and that of the young man before him. His goal was simply to provoke King of Chambord into making a move, and he figured someone else would handle the rest. However, he hadn't expected the young man to be so arrogant. Although he seemed strong, he lacked combat experience, and he had easily found his weakness.

The dark, thin old man grinned maliciously.

He seemed to already see the magnificent scene of this young, unparalleled genius's brains splattering under his claws.

This thrilling and unexpected scene immediately drew gasps from the surrounding crowd.

The next instant, the dark, thin old man's claws indeed pierced into King of Chambord's skull...

But that was just an afterimage.

The old man's grotesque laugh instantly turned into a scream, and his sinister grin froze on his ugly old face. The sensation from his fingernails was not the familiar feeling of countless times he had crushed his opponents' heads. Instead, it was as if he had used too much force and grabbed nothing at all. The ten sharp black fingernails collided with each other, sparking and making his palm numb and his fingers ache.

This was also the last sensation transmitted through his body's nerves.

It's hard to imagine that a person could stand still and merely tilt their head so fast that they leave an afterimage in the air. Yet Sun Fei did it. With a smile on his face, he watched as his opponent's fingers passed less than three centimeters in front of his eyes. Then, he bent his right arm, and silver flames enveloped his fist as he threw a punch.

This punch carried an aura of no return.

As long as one punch lands, there is no doubt that even if the old ghost in black has the strength of the High-Tier New Moon Class, and even if his body is tough enough, he will be blasted into a cloud of blood mist, a pile of waste, a pool of rotten flesh, a pile of bone fragments, and a wisp of dead soul!

However, some people don't want this punch to land.

The instant Sun Fei his punch, in the distance, below the [ Elemental Gate ] in the southwest corner, the bald giant, over three meters tall, revealed a cruel smile. His aura subtly flared, and he was about to strike. He had been waiting for this opportunity for far too long.

However, like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.

But just as he was about to make his move, two other extremely sharp and powerful auras instantly locked onto him, making him instinctively feel the threat of death. His body stiffened, and he realized that as long as he attacked the young King in the distance, the two powerful auras that had locked onto him would crush him with overwhelming force. Even someone as strong as himself would suffer a great loss from such power.

Two auras, one emanating from the Necromancer.

Hasselbaink was no ordinary man; he was an absolute old fox. He had long seen through the whole story and understood that it was this bald giant who was causing trouble for Sun Fei. Therefore, he had been preparing to strike. With his strength at the Moon Class Great Perfection and his endless combat experience, he was enough to intimidate any opponent. His powerful aura was only slightly revealed, and although it revealed the aura of Undead Magic, the earth trembled as a result, which was extremely terrifying.

The other aura, surprisingly, came from the blue-haired middle-aged man.

This was truly unexpected for the bald giant. Who would have thought that the blue-haired middle-aged man, who had previously shown no respect for King of Chambord King of Chambord, would choose to stand beside him without hesitation at this moment? This was also an extremely terrifying expert, with an aura as deep as an abyss, as steady as a mountain, and restrained yet exuding suffocating pressure with every move. The bald giant knew that if he were to fight this person, the outcome would be completely uncertain, so he was naturally even more wary.

Instantly locked onto by the auras of two powerful figures, the bald giant's body stiffened. He was confident that he could face either of them alone, but if he faced both at the same time, he would surely be defeated. Therefore, he was unable to make a move and could only watch helplessly as the duel in the distance, which seemed to have no suspense, came to a smooth end.

Bang!!

A cloud of blood mist exploded.

The dark-skinned old man lost all initiative in one move, and the planned reinforcements never arrived, leaving him feeling utterly cold. The undisguised killing intent revealed in King of Chambord's eyes at that moment made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. A thousand regrets were already in his heart. In his utter terror, he watched helplessly as his body was struck by King of Chambord's fist.

The next second, a terrifying sensation of limbs being torn apart came clearly.

At this moment, the dark-skinned, thin old man truly hated his own life force as Moon Class expert. His powerful physique prevented him from dying instantly, and he could clearly feel his body being torn apart and destroyed into pieces by that terrifying force. The excruciating pain, like being slashed and scraped by a Xiaodao, made him deeply regret provoking King of Chambord. If he could do it all over again, he vowed that he would stay far away from King of Chambord whenever he saw him.

The pain lasted for about ten seconds, then he lost consciousness. His body was blasted into pieces, and his flesh and blood turned into a rain of blood and bone fragments that scattered and fell to the ground, leaving no trace of his remains.

"Insulting the Zenit Martial Saint deserves a thousand deaths to atone for his sins." Sun Fei's fist flared with silver Fists of Fire, blasting away the flesh and blood clinging to it. His voice rang in everyone's ears, sending a shiver down their spines.

"You actually killed him?" Sensing the two powerful auras locking onto him dissipate, the bald giant's usually arrogant and cold face contorted with rage, his eyes flashing as he fixed his gaze on Sun Fei.

"Kill him? That's just the beginning. Remember this: I will kill you." Sun Fei met the bald giant's gaze without fear, showing no sign of backing down despite the terrifying aura emanating from the giant's fury, which was several times greater than his own.

His Majesty the King had indeed made up his mind to kill this bald giant. The other party clearly harbored strong hostility towards him, repeatedly making things difficult for him and instructing the skinny old man to provoke and attack him repeatedly, even insulting the Martial Saint Krasich. This had already touched a nerve with Sun Fei. Moreover, such a powerful expert would be in great danger to both himself and Chambord City if he was not eliminated as soon as possible.

Sun Fei's declaration of war shocked everyone on the Elemental Altar.

King of Chambord has indeed demonstrated formidable strength and terrifying potential, but at this point, he is absolutely no match for this bald giant. The Giant's strength in his rage is at least at the Early-Tier Full Moon Class, a whole major realm higher than King of Chambord. Such a gap cannot be bridged by external means. It is unknown where King of Chambord gets his confidence to dare to claim that he will kill this bald giant.

"Hahaha? What? What did you say? More than killing me? Hahaha..." The bald giant's rage turned to astonishment, then to maniacal laughter, as if he had heard the most unbelievable joke in the world, laughing until tears streamed down his face, "Good, good, good, very good, excellent! This is the first time I've heard such a foolish declaration, hahaha! Even your worthless Zenit Martial Saint Krasic wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. You, a mere junior, are truly laughable. Fine, I'll give you a chance. I, the Emperor of Eindhoven, Klonkamp, little brat, I await your slaying, hahaha..."

The bald giant revealed his identity.

This caused everyone at the Elemental Altar to gasp in shock.

This bald, giant man is actually the emperor of Eindhoven, a first-class empire. It's truly astonishing.

Legend has it that Emperor Kronkamp of Eindhoven was a highly skilled martial artist, a bloodthirsty and cruel emperor. No one in the Eindhoven Empire dared to speak ill of him, for anyone who did would have their tongue cut out and eyes gouged out. Within a radius of thousands of miles, Emperor Kronkamp was notorious for his brutality. It is said that in his youth he was a brilliant martial arts prodigy, but was defeated by the then-powerful Emperor Zenit Yashin, thus harboring deep hatred for the Zenits. He is said to have massacred over 100,000 innocent civilians within Eindhoven, simply because he suspected they might have Zenit blood.

Therefore, his hostility towards King of Chambord is understandable.

Kromkamp, in many ways, is a symbol of absolute tyrant and demon king.

But for some unknown reason, he appeared in the God and Demon Palace Ghost Guards ]. Some people already sensed the subtle atmosphere. First there was the Ajax Emperor, and now there's the Emperor of Eindhoven. Could it be that something special is about to be born in the God and Demon Palace?

"The King of Eindhoven? You will pay the price for what you've done today," Sun Fei retorted with a cold laugh. "A single word from you will ignite endless war. When the Chambord cavalry tramples the capital of Eindhoven, I hope you'll still be laughing so happily."

First update.

Thank you to Chi Xianglie, Bored Jimo Bug, ibq, Very Lemon, and Victorkai for your support.

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