"Squeak, squeak squeak squeak!" The Little Raccoon tugged at Sun Fei's hair, stood up groggily, and stuck out its pink little tongue at the white-robed, blue-eyed mage, making a face.
The next moment, something strange happened.
A series of transparent, water-like ripples spread across Sun Fei's body. His entire being, along with the throne beneath his feet, vanished as quickly as a phantom into the closing, swirling crimson light...
Domenech's smile froze on his face.
"What kind of Dou Qi technique is this? Even I couldn't sense the slightest sign of it?"
Domenech was deeply shocked and could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Without the slightest fluctuation of Dou Qi or Magic Power, the person simply vanished completely, like a bubble.
Even with his Great Sun-Rank Venerable's perception, he couldn't pinpoint where King of Chambord went after he disappeared.
"This is impossible. How could an ant of such low strength escape my perception? What's going on?" Waves of Magic Power spread wildly in all directions like a tide. Any object that touched these waves would be reflected back like an echo and perceived by him.
A minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Ten minutes have passed...
Domenech's expression shifted from surprise to disbelief, then from disbelief to shock and rage. He couldn't fathom how a mere Mid-Stage Half Moon Class Realm martial artist could suddenly vanish within his [Death's Edge], disappearing without a trace like foam merging into the ocean.
"You're lucky you ran fast. Next time we meet, I'll strangle you the moment we meet!"
Domenech hardened his heart and turned his gaze back to the necromancer who was at a critical moment in his attempt to advance to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
To conceal the necromancy he exuded during his advancement, Hasselbaink wore all six [ God-Deceiving Emblem ] given to him by Sun Fei and set up more than a dozen magic arrays around himself to conceal his aura, thus preventing Domenech from recognizing his identity Undead Magic.
If Domenech recognizes the power of the undead, he might reconsider whether to become enemies with Hasselbaink.
The terror and power of Undead Magic is a taboo topic across the entire continent.
Battles between mages of the same rank usually end with the victory of the Undead Magic. The necromancer's magical power, said to threaten even the lives of the gods, is beyond the imagination and resistance of ordinary people. Through legends and the propaganda of the Holy Church, Undead Magic are portrayed as possessing countless death skills capable of inflicting eternal nightmares, unpredictable and extremely insidious. Almost every Undead Magic is depicted as a terrifying, devilish being, causing many mages of other elemental systems to feel intimidated and psychologically disadvantaged before even engaging in battle.
On the Azeroth Continent, apart from the Holy Church, almost no other mage or warrior would willingly choose to be enemies with the infamous Undead Magic.
Therefore, at this moment, Domenech regarded the powerful figure in front of him, dressed in strange black armor and a mask, as an ordinary magician.
He was preparing to launch a second attack to prevent Hasselbaink from successfully advancing to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable position, but at that moment, a familiar energy fluctuation suddenly appeared behind him. Before he could react, a palm was placed on his back, and then an overwhelming force was about to blast through his Magic Power defense and enter his body.
"Ugh... Pfft!" Domenech spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure flashing like lightning as he narrowly escaped the powerful attack from behind. The next second, he appeared a hundred meters away, turning to roar, " King of Chambord, you deserve to die! You deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die! Ahhhhh, you despicable attacker, I swear, I will kill you!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, even this couldn't kill you. I didn't expect that old guy with old arms and legs could react so quickly." Where Domenech had fought before, Sun Fei held a piece of clothing he had torn off Domenech's body, making no attempt to hide his mockery. With a casual flick of his wrist, he shattered the piece of clothing, sending it flying into the air.
"You hurt me! You actually hurt me! Die! Die!"
Domenech roared like a hound whose tail had been stepped on, and with a wave of his hand, countless huge fire arrows filled the area around him, swarming towards Sun Fei like a thirsty swarm of bees. The power contained in each arrow was enough to blast a Mid-Stage Half Moon Class martial arts expert into a bloody mist.
"Huh? This is... Magic Guided Arrow?"
Sun Fei frowned slightly, sensing the terrifying power of these arrows.
The so-called Magic Guided Arrow will automatically track the target until it hits, relentlessly pursuing it until it is destroyed. No matter how fast you are, it is useless. It will haunt the target like a maggot, chasing it for eternity.
Among the seven classes in the Diablo World, the Amazon Warrior Mode, which excels in archery and spears, is a master of this skill.
Therefore, Sun Fei was very familiar with this terrifying magical arrow technique.
Sun Fei clenched his fists in the air, and dark red flames, like blood, flickered. The [ Mythical Sword ] and [ Tribal Guardian ], the twin swords of the [ Bul-Kathos' Children ] set, appeared in his hands. The blades crossed, and Sun Fei stood on the [ Throne of Chaotic Times ], his body spinning. A silver dragon, composed entirely of three- to four-meter-long silver illusory swords of power, roared out and plunged into the swarm of Magic Guided Arrow down like bloodthirsty locusts.
The Barbarian's strongest sword technique - Whirlwind Slash!
Boom boom boom!!!!!!
The massive body of the silver, flowing dragon charged into the swarm of arrows like a dragon rushing into an anthill. Shaking its head and wagging its tail, it instantly blasted apart thousands of fire Magic Guided Arrow. Clusters of fiery flowers bloomed in the azure sky, as beautiful and dazzling as fireworks at a festival. However, the terror contained within this beauty was enough to make any Half Moon Class expert tremble with fear.
However Magic Guided Arrow, there were simply too many of them.
Too many ants can kill an elephant.
Soon, under the continuous bombardment, the six-colored dragon began to dim and collapse, turning into fragments of shattered silver sword blades that shot off in all directions.
The endless swarm of Magic Guided Arrow, their tips scorching hot and cold, continued to hurl down upon Sun Fei.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
All the arrows converged on the same point, a breathtaking sight that caused even the space of this small world to tremble violently.
Boom boom boom boom!!!!!!
Boom boom boom boom!!!!!!
The next instant, the violent energy fluctuations generated by the collision of millions of arrows caused a series of explosions.
This terrifying scene unfolded like a domino effect. Dark gray leaden clouds filled the entire sky, permeated with the scorching heat of flames and the icy chill of death, creating a suffocating atmosphere. The immense fire-elemental energy caused other elements in the surrounding void to begin to tremble and collapse. Black cracks appeared in the sky, and the space of the small world was on the verge of being torn apart.
A terrifying energy explosion engulfed Sun Fei's figure.
It was as if he and the [ Throne of Chaotic Times ] behind him had been blown to smithereens, leaving no trace of his presence.
Domenech stood frozen in the void, silently awaiting the passing of the terrifying blast wave. After sensing it for a moment, he watched the smoke and fire finally dissipate, a sinister smile of lingering satisfaction appearing on his face, "What a pity, you died so easily. I couldn't properly prepare you, to leave you wishing for death but unable to. What a shame!"
"It seems you really are getting old. Although your old arms and legs are still nimble, your hearing and eyesight are failing."
A familiar voice rang out, and the next thing that happened almost perfectly mirrored what had just happened. A tremendous force instantly pressed against Domenech's back, almost breaking through his Magic Power defenses, before he noticed it because of the voice. Domenech was both shocked and furious. He instantly Teleport to a hundred meters away and cast a Magic Power shield around himself.
"Tsk tsk tsk, they say you can't fall into the same river twice, but old man, I managed to ambush you twice and succeed both times..." Sun Fei waved the piece of cloth he had just torn off, and said mockingly, "I suggest you change your clothes before fighting me. To be honest, this backless dress really doesn't suit you. Your skin is too loose, you have too many wrinkles, and also..."
Domenech was furious.
His white robe had been torn off by Sun Fei's two sneak attacks, and the clothes underneath had been shattered into powder by the immense force. A cool breeze blew, and a chill ran down his back. After being mocked so viciously by Sun Fei, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood. He swayed and almost fell from the sky to his death. He hurriedly took out a robe from his storage ring and put it on.
"How did you do that? With your strength, it's impossible for you to move so freely and invisibly in space. You must be relying on some kind of treasure. If I'm not mistaken, it should be this strange stone seat?" Domenech slowly calmed down, the flames in his eyes extinguished, and he suppressed his inner rage.
Domenech was no fool for being able to advance to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable position within a hundred years; on the contrary, he was a peerless genius. However, his experiences after entering the 36th level difficulty area small world were too miserable. He was defeated by Emperor Yassin like a wild dog and chased for ten days and ten nights. That's why he was so angry that he underestimated Sun Fei and was repeatedly ambushed by Sun Fei.
At this moment, he finally understood everything, regained his composure, and began to face the young King before him squarely.
He regarded Sun Fei as a worthy opponent.
At that moment, Sun Fei's brows furrowed.
His previous flippant remarks were intended to provoke and enrage Domenech. Only when his opponent was enraged and out of control could King Majesty possibly contend with this Great Sun-Rank Venerable, stalling for time and waiting for the Necromancer Hasselbaink to successfully advance to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable position.
But now, the one in front of me seems to have come to a realization, and his demeanor has changed.
Therefore, His Majesty the King's situation is truly dangerous.
"Old man, you should worry about yourself first. Everyone here has witnessed you kill Pellegrini, the red-robed deacon of the Northern Region Diocese Holy Church. Once the news gets out, you'll be relentlessly hunted down by the experts of the Church Judgment Department. Is Great Sun-Rank Venerable so great? Over the years, the Church Judgment Department has killed more than one or two Great Sun-Rank Venerable. I'm afraid the entire Lyon Empire will be razed to the ground by the enraged Church because of your stupidity."
Sun Fei changed the subject, still using psychological tactics and stalling for time, hoping to wait until the Necromancer successfully broke through to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
"Hahahaha, laughable! A so-called ' Son of God ' raised in a greenhouse, what could you possibly know? Haven't I killed enough people from the Church over the years?" Domenech threw his head back and laughed, a mocking smile curving his lips. "You know absolutely nothing!"
Sun Fei's eyebrows were raised and slanted towards his temples.
From the words of the chief royal mage of the Lyon Empire, he gleaned something that would absolutely shock countless people.
"It seems you're quite concerned about this guy who's trying to break through to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable. Unfortunately, at his current level, he still needs at least an hour to completely complete the transformation of his physique and power. To kill him, I only need a finger. King of Chambord, do you think you can hold me off for an hour?"
Once calmed down, Domenech displayed the prowess of the former number one magician within a million miles, pinpointing Sun Fei's weakness with incisive insight.
"Whether we can hold them off or not, we'll have to try." Sun Fei suddenly looked up and smiled, his longsword trembling slightly as it slashed through the air.
In that instant, the man's aura suddenly changed, transforming from ethereal and elusive to heavy and imposing like a mountain, blocking and lingering between Domenech and Hasselbaink.
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