Domenech was clearly struck by Emperor Yassin's words. Almost the instant the Emperor Yassin finished speaking, his face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The emerald green eyes no longer shone with the fierce arrogance, but with fear, a fear that came from the very marrow of his bones and soul.
Sun Fei didn't know what had happened twenty-six years ago, but he was certain that Emperor Yassin must have left Domenech with a nightmare he could never forget. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily swayed by Emperor Yassin's few words, as a powerful figure at the Great Sun-Rank Venerable. It seemed that he was already preparing to flee as soon as Emperor Yassin made a move.
But at that moment, a gas explosion erupted from the magma ocean beneath the mountain, with a deafening roar.
This deafening roar jolted Domenech out of his fear.
His body trembled, as if he had realized something. He finally dared to raise his eyes and look directly at his old rival. After a few glances, his emerald green eyes became much clearer, and a barely perceptible look of joy suddenly flashed across his face. This chief royal magician of the Lyon Empire suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. He laughed so happily that he completely lost the demeanor of Great Sun-Rank Venerable. In the end, he clutched his stomach with both hands, tears streaming down his face.
"What are you laughing at?" Emperor Yassin asked with a smile.
"Hahaha, I laugh... Hahaha, I laugh at you, Yassin, so clever all your life, yet so foolish this time. In the end, your cleverness backfired. Hahaha, I understand now... Hahaha, when you spread false information to lure me away from the Lyon Empire, you certainly didn't expect that I had already advanced to the Great Sun Venerable Rank. Because I have never told anyone about my advancement... Hahaha, otherwise you wouldn't have dared to lure me here. Because all these years you've only focused on healing your injuries, your strength has only improved limitedly, and you haven't even broken through to the Great Sun Class yet. Hahaha, you are no match for me now." Domenech said with maniacal laughter.
"You're right. My current strength is indeed not yet at the Great Sun-Rank Venerable." Emperor Yassin answered frankly.
"Haha, this is your fatal mistake. You dared to appear before me without even reaching the Great Sun Class! You're courting death! I thought you were about to die, but who knew you'd reappear before me? Haha, perfect! I've always regretted not being able to kill you with my own hands back then. Today, I'll kill you once more in a fair and square way!" Domenech aura gradually returned. He met Emperor Yassin's gaze without fear and chuckled mockingly, "By the way, do you know how I advanced to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable?"
"If you're willing to talk about it, I'd be happy to hear it," Emperor Yassin said with utmost composure.
Domenech's emerald eyes flashed with a hint of melancholy and hatred before he slowly recalled, "All of this is thanks to you. Hmph, back then, you and I were so young. Among our peers, who could compare to us? It's just a pity that you, Andrei Yassin, were far more dazzling than me, hailed as a peerless genius, the number one genius within a million miles for a thousand years, creating the Mythical Class martial art [ Dragon Fist ]. Your fame was unmatched. Although I was undefeated in ten battles in the Mages' Union Wars and was known as the number one magician within a million miles, I was still far inferior to you. Fighting you completely shattered my heart of a strongman, broke my mental state, and caused me to suffer for years afterward..." My strength had stagnated, but fortunately, Emperor Juninho personally defeated you, ending your myth... Heh heh, although you escaped back then, I knew you were near death all these years ago, and your threat to me was gone. So, the mental fortitude you had broken has somehow become incredibly smooth and complete, finally breaking free from the shackles of twenty-five years. A year ago, I stepped into the coveted Great Sun-Rank Venerable position. Haha, although you wasted twenty-five years of my time, in the end, it was because of you that I achieved my goal. Hahaha, how about it? I never expected you to help me in this way. Doesn't it feel ironic? The God of Fate ultimately chose me."
"I never expected it to be like this," Emperor Yassin nodded thoughtfully, and said calmly, "I must admit, you are indeed a genius. Even after I broke your heart of a strongman, you still managed to achieve a breakthrough. Unfortunately, I have never believed in any God of Fate. I only believe in myself. Even if the God of Fate chose you, I can prove that even gods can make mistakes."
"You..." Domenech was provoked by Emperor Yassin's calm reaction. He was disappointed, even angry. He saw no trace of regret or annoyance on his former rival's face. He raised his eyebrows and laughed angrily, "You are as arrogant as ever. It's just a pity that this time, you no longer have the right to be arrogant in front of me."
"Is that so? Whether they're qualified or not, we'll only know after we've fought." Emperor Yassin remained calm and composed throughout, with a smile on his face.
Domenech laughed loudly, "Haha, good, very good! Then I'll make you understand that the vast gap in strength cannot be bridged by any talent. Between Great Sun-Rank Venerable and a mere Full Peak Full Moon Class, there's an insurmountable chasm that will leave you in despair! Hahaha, twenty-six years have passed, and you're still the same you, but unfortunately, I'm not the same person I was twenty-six years ago. Our positions have been reversed!"
"If I remember correctly, you said the same thing twenty-six years ago. Unfortunately, even at the Moon Class Great Perfection, you still lost to me, at the Lower-Stage Full Moon Class. No matter how many times you try, the result is the same; you will never be my match." Yassin's aura intensified as he shouted, "Further words are useless. Come, let me see just how powerful your proud Great Sun-Rank Venerable strength really is."
"Very well, today I will bury you, this so-called genius, completely." Domenech began chanting the incantation.
A series of ancient and obscure musical notes flew out of his mouth in a rapid rush, resounding throughout the entire Great Sun Phenomenon [ Blazing Flames Realm ] space. This incantation seemed to resonate with some kind of law of this space, echoing like a sound in every inch of the [ Blazing Flames Realm ]. The fire elements of the entire world began to rage, the temperature soared, everything in sight turned orange-red, and smoke filled the air.
Prince Fairenton of Ajax, being the weakest at only Eight-Star Class, was the first to succumb to the intense heat. His protective Dou Qi was suppressed, and his steel armor began to melt like chocolate in the scorching heat. Beside him, the Ajax emperor frowned, Demigod Dou Weapon [ Sand of Earth's Wrath ] appeared in mid-air, casting wisps of orange-yellow flames that protected Ajax, Murdoch, and their two guards. Crown Prince Gilano of Saint-Germain also summoned the Demigod Dou Weapon [ Black Crystal Staff ], a cloud of black mist enveloping his four beautiful maids, protecting them as well.
The Necromancer and Sun Fei were both quite powerful, each casting an energy shield in front of them to easily block the astonishing heat. However, not far away, the four-member Church's Divine Judgment Squad was in a sorry state. The red-robed deacon was easily killed by Domenech, and the young priest Mazzola had also been seriously injured by Domenech in the previous battle and was unable to resist. Lacking a strong pillar, they were extremely passive. In an instant, their hair turned yellow and curly, and their priestly robes began to emit black smoke. They were in mortal danger and in a very sorry state.
Sun Fei's heart stirred, and a silver-white power shield spread out, protecting the four people within it.
Although His King has never had a good impression of the Holy Church, today's incident was more or less caused by him, and the members of the Divine Judgment Squad had suffered an undeserved misfortune. Moreover, these people chose to stand by his side at the crucial moment, especially the young priest Garcia, whose performance filled Sun Fei with goodwill. Therefore, it was only natural for him to save these four people.
"Thank you, Your Highness Alexander [ Son of God ]." Despite his severe injuries, Garcia expressed his gratitude to Sun Fei for his help.
Sun Fei smiled slightly, saying nothing, but his gaze had already shifted to the two people who were about to clash in the void. The outcome of their battle would directly determine the fate of everyone present.
Loud yet obscure magical chants echoed continuously throughout the [ Blazing Flames Realm ]. Domenech's body was like a giant nuclear radiation source, releasing energy outwards, causing the magma of the entire world to roar and surge wildly. The twenty magma Giant that had emerged from the magma ocean earlier continued to expand incredibly, growing from one hundred meters to two hundred meters in the blink of an eye. They walked through the magma as if treading on water, carrying terrifying temperatures that could almost melt the void. Their movements were extremely agile, leaving behind afterimages. As if they had their own lives, they surrounded Emperor Yassin in the void from all directions.
Sun Fei frowned deeply.
Although Sun Fei had boundless confidence in Emperor Yassin, he still harbored some doubts about the emperor's choice at this juncture. Why allow Domenech to chant his magic spells so calmly? As a warrior-type powerhouse, in a battle against a mage, one should buy time to unleash a swift and decisive attack before the opponent can prepare their spell—this was basic Japanese common sense. Moreover, through their earlier conversation, Emperor Yassin had admitted that he had not yet reached the Great Sun-Rank Venerable, and his cultivation was far inferior to his opponent's. How dare he be so arrogant?
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty enlarged and thickened magma Giant rushed in front of Emperor Yassin.
Forty fists, like forty Grim Reaper's Scythe, carrying the aura of Bloody and death, came crashing down on Emperor Yassin at the very center.
This was an incredibly terrifying scene. Any one of those forty fists could instantly kill a Moon Class Great Perfection realm expert. The difference between the Great Sun-Rank Venerable realm and the Moon Class Great Perfection realm is not as simple as just one level on the surface. The gap is immeasurable, like the difference between an ant and a dragon. Below the Great Sun Class, all are ants. This statement is not just a metaphor from a bard.
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