This series of exchanges took place in the blink of an eye.
The white-robed mage's enraged and impulsive attack, lacking any semblance of martial prowess, was somewhat unexpected. However, King of Chambord's lightning-fast reaction was even more astonishing. Facing an opponent far stronger than himself, he not only showed no hesitation but also launched an aggressive attack, decisive and ruthless, displaying a rare and ferocious wildness and domineering aura, leaving the Barbarian in the distance speechless.
Caught off guard by Sun Fei's attack, the white-robed mage was clearly caught off guard and barely managed to withstand dozens of punches from Sun Fei while maintaining his fire magic shield. He was nearly in danger, but fortunately, he was clearly very experienced in combat and not the kind of academic mage who only knew how to train but had no combat experience. His second reaction was extremely fast. With a loud shout, he sneered and waved his hands repeatedly.
Instantly, endless fire elements from all directions converged upon them.
Within the small world of the thirty-sixth difficulty zone, filled with various elements of heaven and earth, anyone casting magic in such an environment would experience a significant boost in power. In less than a few dozen seconds, amidst a series of melodious and beautiful incantations, the white-robed mage's protective fire magic shield rapidly improved, becoming even more robust.
At the same time, the white-robed mage quickly cast several auxiliary spells on himself.
His body floated automatically in the void without wind, flashing as he rapidly retreated, widening the distance between himself and Sun Fei. At the same time, under the white-robed mage's incantation, fire elements began to condense in various mysterious arrangements, forming giant fire shields, four or five meters high, shimmering with dazzling, scorching light. Magical runes flowed across the shields, giving them an indestructible quality. They quickly appeared around his body, completely protecting him.
This is a typical fighting style for mages.
Once a high-level mage creates distance and has ample time to prepare a killing spell, it becomes a disaster for many samurai.
The mage's frail physique and unparalleled ranged bombardment capabilities, combined with the samurai's relatively strong physical defense and close-combat skills, mean that in any battle between a samurai and a mage of equal skill, distance is virtually the decisive factor in determining the final outcome, without exception.
Therefore, Sun Fei is now in trouble.
Although His King reacted swiftly and caused unexpected trouble for the white-robed mage, the difference in strength between the two was simply too obvious, like an insurmountable chasm. The white-robed, blue-eyed mage easily thwarted Sun Fei's offensive with a mere display of his power, creating distance with lightning speed, rendering all of His Majesty the King's prepared follow-up attacks futile.
" King of Chambord Alexander? You have indeed surprised me, but your performance ends here. Today, you will die, you must die, and no one can save you..." The white-robed, blue-eyed mage's slightly narrowed eyes gleamed with a bewitching and dangerous blue light. His aura grew even more dangerous, and his strength continued to rise.
Mid-Stage Half Moon Class...
Upper-Stage Half Moon Class...
Lower-Stage Full Moon Class...
Mid-Stage Full Moon Class...
Upper-Stage Full Moon Class...
Full Moon Class Peak Great Perfection...
As the fire magic elements around the mysterious white-robed mage surged wildly, the expressions of the surrounding crowd changed rapidly from surprise, solemnity, shock, to astonishment. Many people had previously noticed that this mysterious and arrogant mage was incredibly powerful, but no one had expected him to be this powerful.
This is the Moon Class Great Perfection, just one step away from entering the ranks of the Great Sun-Rank Venerable, possessing a lifespan of over six hundred years, becoming an absolute powerhouse on the continent, and even those high-ranking seventh, eighth, and ninth-level empires would have to treat him as an honored guest.
A terrifying sorcerer!
In an instant, some people looked at Sun Fei with pity in their eyes.
While King of Chambord is undoubtedly exceptionally talented and possesses boundless potential, potential is not the same as strength. Perhaps he could grow into an invincible super-strongman in the Zongheng, but today, facing this chasm-like gap, there is absolutely no possibility of luck. No one doubts that King of Chambord has any chance of survival against the powerful strength of the mysterious white-robed, blue-eyed mage.
With the situation developing in this way, the Necromancer Hasselbaink had no choice but to secretly gather his strength. Once Sun Fei was in danger, he could no longer hold back and would have to go all out.
However, His King's next actions nearly made everyone bite their tongues in disbelief.
"Hahahaha... No one can save me? What a pity, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed." Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Sun Fei showed no fear whatsoever, instead bursting into laughter. Facing a formidable enemy, his laughter was filled with undisguised arrogance. "Old man, I bet you wouldn't dare to lay a hand on me even if I gave you a hundred or a thousand times more courage."
"What? What did you say? Hehe, hahaha... Idiot, you really are an idiot. Do you think your title as a new noble of the Zenit Empire can intimidate me? Even your Emperor Yassin, hehe, doesn't even count for me. Killing you is like stepping on a pitiful maggot to me..." The white-robed, blue-eyed mage was completely enraged by Sun Fei's arrogant attitude.
He couldn't help but let out a series of crazed laughs, staring at Sun Fei as if he were already dead. He had already begun chanting terrifying high-level magic incantations, preparing an extremely powerful spell to blast this arrogant and foolish guy into dust in one blow, and finally vent his anger...
However, a strange change occurred.
Before he could finish chanting this incantation, which he knew so well, his gaze suddenly went completely blank, and he forgot to continue chanting. The melodious and beautiful incantation stopped abruptly, like a rooster being choked while crowing.
Golden flames, like beautiful ripples on water, surged endlessly from beneath Sun Fei's feet, their gentle yet noble and majestic aura like the gaze of the gods, inspiring an irresistible urge to prostrate oneself in worship.
The Church... Holy Power!
And it's Golden Holy Power!
This was truly a stroke of good luck, a turning point from darkness to light.
Aside from the members of the Church and the Necromancer who already knew Sun Fei's identity as the [ Son of God ], everyone else stared at Sun Fei with the bizarre expression of someone who had seen a ghost in broad daylight. They were practically going crazy... King of Chambord was actually a member of the Church?
The person most caught in this predicament was the mysterious white-robed, blue-eyed mage.
His old face alternated between white, red, and black, his lips twitching slightly. His short, curly, gray-white hair made him look even more comical and pathetic. The Full Moon Class Great Perfection Peak that was surging around him could not be displayed as strength at this moment. Instead, it became an emphasis mark in his tragic tone, making it seem even more ironic.
This person in front of me must not be killed.
We can't afford to kill them.
Let alone the [ Son of God ], who is relied upon as a strategic resource by the entire Holy See's five major Church, even a dog that comes out of the Church's temple is not someone that outsiders can kill at will. If the white-robed, blue-eyed mage really killed Sun Fei today, then as soon as he leaves the small world, he will inevitably be hunted down all over the world by the Holy Church's Divine Judgment Squad. Even a Great Sun-Rank Venerable would die with regret.
After all, at this very moment, a Divine Judgment Squad from the Church was already standing before them.
Under the questioning gazes of the crowd, the members of the Church's Divine Judgment Squad exchanged glances. Ultimately, after the young priest Garcia made his statement, they had no choice but to stand behind Sun Fei, expressing their support for the " Son of God." Regardless of the intensity of the factional struggles within the Church, once Sun Fei revealed his identity as the " Son of God," they had to stand by Sun Fei; it concerned the Glory and dignity of the entire Church.
"So, old man, are you still going to kill me? Do you still dare to kill me?" Sun Fei made no attempt to hide his mockery and smugness, looking at the mysterious white-robed mage in mid-air with a playful expression, and asked.
In truth, if they had chosen not to reveal their so-called identity as the " Son of God " and instead joined forces with the Necromancer in a fierce battle, they might have been able to defeat the enemy before them. However, this choice was undoubtedly worse. Once the Necromancer revealed his true identity and his relationship with Sun Fei, Sun Fei himself would inevitably be branded with the unforgivable crime of "making deals with demons and the undead" within a day. At that point, although the world was vast, there would truly be no way for him and the more than 20,000 subjects in Chambord City to survive.
Of course, Sun Fei has several other trump cards up his sleeve.
However, he doesn't want to reveal these trump cards for the time being.
Moreover, Sun Fei had a deeper reason for revealing his identity as the " Son of God " in front of so many powerful figures. Although he was an imposter, there was still a possibility of him becoming the legitimate one. According to the doctrines of the Holy Church, once someone possesses Golden Holy Power, unless they are a mortal enemy of the Church, they are definitely a candidate for the " Son of God." Sun Fei wanted to take this opportunity, through the mouths of the many powerful figures present, to officially release the news that he had mastered Golden Holy Power, subtly informing the Church and waiting for the Church to "recruit" him.
Of course, His King the King has no real intention of pledging allegiance to the Holy Church.
Using the title of " Son of God " as a shield would be a significant advantage for both Sun Fei himself and the entire Chambord City in the Azeroth Continent. At least until they have a clear understanding of their own worth, no ordinary Tom, Dick, or Harry would dare to covet Chambord City again.
Faced with Sun Fei's questioning, the white-robed, blue-eyed mage remained silent in anger.
A pair of bewitching emerald green eyes flashed with a dangerous light, sometimes gentle, sometimes angry, sometimes crazed. Clearly, he was having an internal struggle. If he wanted to risk killing King of Chambord without the Church finding out, he would have to kill all the powerful figures in front of him to silence them... But this was really too difficult for him.
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