"Hmm? We have guests. Let me entertain them first before we discuss this difficult matter." Hearing the commotion and shouts outside the Barracks, Sun Fei smiled slightly and changed the subject. With a thought, the protective shield around the four people instantly disappeared.
Batistuta nodded and also removed his own power shield.
"Where is King of Chambord Alexander? Get out here right now..." A loud, arrogant shout came from outside the Barracks, making it hard to associate such an emphasis with the supposedly humble and gentle clergy.
boom!
With a loud bang, the half-open gate of the Chambord City Barracks was violently blasted open.
Sun Fei's smile remained unchanged, as if he had expected this all along, and he remained as calm as Mount Tai.
Amidst the hurried footsteps, more than thirty divine knights clad in silver armor and cloaks stormed in, followed by more than sixty apprentice divine masters and knights wielding [ Light Chain ]. Finally, a magical carriage, pulled by six pure white horses and surrounded by more than twenty young divine masters, slowly drove in with an impressive and majestic presence.
Sun Fei could tell that the white horse pulling the carriage was not from the Zenit Empire, but from the Lyon Empire's Flying Cloud Horse, a tall and handsome beast that ran extremely fast but lacked stamina and was not suitable for long journeys. However, because of its extremely pleasing and attractive appearance, and the natural air of nobility it exuded, many nobles would spend a lot of money to buy such horses to show off.
A divine master quickly moved a six-tiered red stepladder and placed it on the side of the carriage.
The gilded, openwork carriage door opened, and what first came into view was a pair of exquisitely crafted black leather boots inlaid with low-grade silver magic stones, followed by a protruding, obese belly... Supported by the young divine masters around him, David Baoye, one of the three giants of the original power structure of Twin Flag City, but who had not shown his face since Sun Fei arrived in Twin Flag City Twin Flag City Diocese, finally appeared.
Sun Fei's guess was completely accurate.
Just like in Xiangxiang's story, what he saw was the image of a decadent and extravagant divine master. His robes were so luxurious that they were inlaid with more than sixty magic stones that could simultaneously activate the small magic array on the stone seat. His bloated figure, the fat neck that almost submerged his entire chin, and the glint of light in his slightly narrowed eyes all revealed the sinister and calculating nature of this shepherd. However, the angry expression on his fat face made this fat man, who tried so hard to appear majestic and terrifying, seem somewhat impetuous and comical.
"This is utterly audacious and unforgivable! How dare someone attack clergy members of the Church, attack the representatives of the gods! This is blasphemy! Where is the King of Chambord, the blasphemous King of Chambord? Get out here right now, kneel down, and beg for divine forgiveness!"
Like an enraged Shar-Pei, Baoye stood on the exit steps, looking around and growling angrily.
He had clearly seen Sun Fei's location, but he maintained an arrogant, haughty attitude, waiting for Sun Fei to come over and kneel down at his boots, begging for forgiveness after he had intimidated him.
But His King didn't even glance at him.
The only response he received was the jeers of the Chambord City soldiers and the lewd, pointing glances from Drogba, Pierce, and others; clearly, no one had any respect for the personal image of this "Armour Master."
The thirty priests who had been captured and whipped in the Barracks crawled and rolled to the front of the carriage, pointing to the whip marks on their bodies and telling Lord Shepherd about the brutality and savagery of the Chambord people.
"My lord, you must punish these damned Barbarian severely! They are not God's children; they are demons, deserving to be sent to Hell..."
"These despicable villains actually whipped God's representatives! This is an unforgivable act of blasphemy. They are a bunch of evil scum... Oh God, forgive me for using such a filthy word to describe them, for I can find no other words to express the sins of King of Chambord and his lackeys."
"Kill them all, my lord! Kill all those damned Chambord! Hang their despicable and evil King! The Glory and dignity of the Church have been severely challenged, and this shame must be washed away with blood!"
"My lord, look at what he's done to your servants! Please calm your anger and punish these barbaric sinners. I think they should all be hanged. Oh, and there are a few promising women among them who could be sent to the choir to serve the gods and you, my lord..."
"Ouch, it hurts so much, sir! They don't respect you at all!"
A group of priests who had previously wailed and begged for mercy under the whips of the soldiers in Chambord City were now weeping bitterly, speaking with the fervor of unyielding heroes about the brutality of the King of Chambord and his soldiers. Pointing to the whip marks on their bodies, they angrily recounted the injustices and mistreatment they had suffered, as well as the Barbarian ' blasphemy against the gods and their contempt for the Church.
Barton, the deputy shepherd who had lost both hands, was also placed on a door panel and brought over by Taylor.
"Lord Baoye... killed King of Chambord, he..." Barton's eyes were filled with resentment and malice as he spoke haltingly. Driven by revenge against Sun Fei, he even willingly revealed his previous discoveries to Baoye, whispering hoarsely in Baoye's ear, "They... they have... three giant dragons. If we get them, we can offer them... offer them to..."
Before Barton could even finish speaking, Baoye immediately understood what his assistant meant.
A barely concealed greed and immense joy flashed in his eyes, which were almost completely submerged in fat.
"Hurry up and get over here, King of Chambord! Under the watchful eyes of the gods, do you still intend to resist? Kneel down and beg for their forgiveness, offer up all the wealth of Chambord City to the gods—that is the only way for you to atone for your sins..." Like a Shar-Pei dog borrowing the tiger's power, Baoye, with streaks of silver-white flames flashing around him, presented himself as a complete charlatan, his righteous and indignant face attempting to give a plausible excuse to his blatant robbery.
Baoye had heard some of the details of King of Chambord's performance in the war against Ajax.
He could naturally tell that, in terms of strength, the entire power of the Twin Flag City Diocese combined might not be a match for King of Chambord alone. Moreover, the Divine Judgment Squad members, including Pellegrini, who had come to Twin Flag City before, had not explained to him Sun Fei's other identity as a " Son of God." Therefore, Baoye was fearless. The robes of the Holy Church on their bodies were superior to those of any expert. Countless experts who were stronger than him had knelt before him because of the identity represented by these robes.
Sun Fei's smile remained unchanged; he sat quietly on a stone bench in the distance, unmoved, his mocking gaze as if he were watching a clown's farce.
Sensing his opponent's disdain, Baoye's expression changed, and he was about to shout angrily when a thunderous sound of hooves came from afar.
Soon, a troop of twenty elite cavalrymen charged into the Barracks. Leading them was none other than Frank Ribery, the former highest-ranking military officer of Twin Flag City. This young general, with a scar on his face, rushed in anxiously, shouting from afar, "Governor Baoye, wait! Wait! Wait! This is a misunderstanding! There must be some misunderstanding! I swear on my Glory and my life, Lord Alexander has absolutely no intention of blaspheming! He..."
Ribery had clearly received the news and rushed over to defuse the conflict.
He did this clearly to protect Sun Fei.
but--
" Frank, step aside. The evidence against King of Chambord and his associates for blasphemy and assaulting clergy is irrefutable. If you continue to speak for him, I will classify you as his accomplice and have you all chained up with the [ Light Chain ]..."
Baoye had other plans in mind and didn't give Ribery any chance to speak.
"Hahahaha... cough cough, haha, Alexander, I told you, you're dead today, absolutely dead, no one can save you!" After receiving Holy Power healing from the priests around him, Vice-Pastor Barton, whose injuries had mostly healed, suddenly sat up from the door panel, his expression agitated, his resentment mixed with undisguised smugness. He pointed at Sun Fei and laughed wildly, "You, a mere vassal King, dare to oppose the Holy Church! You're courting death without even knowing how! I swear, I'll send you to prison, I'll personally skin you and your lowly people alive! Haha, don't worry, I've skinned 133 living people, my technique is excellent, I'll make you wish you were dead! Everything you've said and done, I'll repay you a thousandfold, hahaha..."
These words, spoken with extreme resentment and ruthlessness, were delivered through gritted teeth, chilling the surrounding air.
Sun Fei shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.
"Haha, what? Scared now... Haha, too late. I told you long ago, you should have killed me earlier. You'll regret it if you don't, haha, it's too late now." Seeing Sun Fei remain silent, Barton became even more smug. "Hahaha, do you dare kill me? Do you dare? Haha, kill me then, if you have the guts, kill me, haha, do you dare? You don't dare, how pathetic, haha, kill me then, kill me then..."
call out!
A stream of silver sword energy shot out like a beam of light, piercing Barton's heart and spurting out a spray of blood.
"Uh... you'd kill me, you wouldn't dare... you... you... ah? You?... you actually dare to kill me, you..."
Barton, still brazenly defiant in his rage and provocation, suddenly felt a flash of silver light before his eyes, followed by a chill in his heart.
Looking down, he saw a large, transparent hole in his chest, his heart shattered. A feeling of weakness and life force rapidly draining away overwhelmed him. His mind went blank. He couldn't believe that King of Chambord would actually dare to kill him, that he would actually dare to kill him in front of Sheriff Baoye and so many clergy.
An unprecedented sense of terror and regret surged into his mind in an instant. He screamed in utter horror and collapsed onto the door panel, where he died instantly.
The surrounding air instantly turned into solidified ice, deathly silent.
No one could believe what they were seeing.
Central Barracks.
Sun Fei calmly and slowly retracted the middle finger that had just emitted sword energy, then strangely blew on it before turning to Batistuta with a smile and saying, "The Right Deacon also saw it; he was crying and begging me to kill him. It's truly unbelievable, isn't it? In all my life, this is the first time I've heard such a bizarre request, so I had no choice but to grant his wish."
Well, something happened yesterday, so there will only be one update.
At least three updates today.
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