Everyone looked up.
Sure enough, the turbulent energy currents, like towering waves, were exploding continuously, shattering the night sky and creating fleeting spatial rifts. The surrounding area, spanning dozens of miles, had become a death trap... However, no matter how dangerous it was, the figure in the silvery-white light seemed to be swimming through the turbulent energy currents with the ease of a shark, completely unaffected, and was already approaching the sky above the city wall in the blink of an eye.
All the experts on the city wall were immediately shaken to their core.
What kind of incredible level of strength would it take to so easily dodge such a devastating attack from ten thousand men?
Could this intruder actually be a rare Great Sun-Rank Venerable expert?
"What are you all standing there for? Attack now!" Atop the city wall, a master of around the Seven-Star Class level roared, his voice like rolling thunder, jolting all the stunned masters back to reality. Terrifying energy fluctuations surged once more, and tens of thousands of masters, along with the city wall's magical defensive attack array and various magical weapons, began a second wave of indiscriminate attacks.
Just then, a change occurred—
A deafening roar shattered the heavens, raining down from above, making everyone's ears ring and their Venus blur.
"I am King of Chambord Alexander. I have come today seeking only Andrei Arshavin, not to attack the city. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on me again will face my wrath!"
Inside the stone hall of the Imperial Capital Public Security Office.
Under the soft, yellowish light, Prince Dominguez, who had been comfortably dozing in a bamboo chair while cradling his disabled puppy Oka, suddenly opened his eyes, his face filled with horror.
"Hmm? Such a powerful aura... Someone's attacking the capital? Who is it? How dare they be so audacious, could it be..." In that instant, a figure surged into the depths of the mind of this monstrously beautiful imperial prince, and he blurted out, "Could it be... King of Chambord?!"
Recently, the Crown Prince, whose prestige has greatly increased, has been plotting against King of Chambord Alexander.
This matter had already caused quite a stir in the capital.
Within the capital and even throughout the entire empire, many nobles and celebrities have already begun counting down the days until King of Chambord's demise.
However, for some reason, the Second Prince Dominguez and his close confidants consistently chose to side with Sun Fei.
In particular, Dominguez's Number One strategist Alluring Witch Paris, and his most loyal henchman, [ Red Beard ] Granero, consistently and openly supported King of Chambord on various occasions. By leveraging the power of the Second Prince's faction, they thwarted numerous Military Department plans to reprimand and hold accountable former [ Wolf Fang Legion ] generals such as Shevchenko, Reyes, Hulk, Kanute, and the Magic Princess Xindi, thus completely choosing to stand on King of Chambord's side.
Given the current situation, the power of the Second Prince Dominguez's faction was already gradually waning under the prestige of the God of War's triumphant return, yet they were still going all out to help a King was destined to perish. This was just as incomprehensible to many as the First Prince's determination to eliminate King of Chambord, a rising star in the imperial political arena.
Various speculations arose.
Rumors circulated that this was because the Alluring Witch Paris had fallen in love with the young and handsome King of Chambord. Some even confidently corrected this, claiming that it was actually the second prince, Dominguez, who was truly in love with King of Chambord. This was because there had been rumors that the excessively handsome second prince, despite having Duominggezi, was actually homosexual.
Hearing the prince's exclamation, the Alluring Witch Paris, her fingers twirling a crimson rose petal, her captivating eyes gleaming with dazzling light, rose and went to the window. Her long white dress billowed in the air as she gazed at the distant night sky. As if struck by a thought, she nodded slightly, a seductive smile playing on her lips, "Perhaps, perhaps not, it's hard to say... but one thing is certain, that guy, when he goes berserk, definitely has that kind of audacity!"
Red Beard Granero stood quietly behind the second prince, without uttering a sound.
However, the glint of light that flickered in his eyes revealed that this powerful figure in the capital, who held military power, was definitely not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
The Imperial Capital Knights' Hall.
Within the central tower, guarded by ten black towers, a tall and imposing man with short, bristling blond hair and brows like knives suspended in his eyes suddenly opened his eyes from his meditation. His gaze pierced the night sky as if it were a tangible object, looking into the distance.
"How arrogant! Someone actually dares to attack the capital single-handedly? Haha, Saint Petersburg hasn't seen anything this interesting in many years. Who is it? Could it be that little guy?"
at the same time.
Shocking fluctuations emanated from the ten surrounding towers, indicating that the ten Judgment Knight guarding the towers had finally discovered this incredible scene.
"You few, remain stationed at the tower and are not to leave. Await my orders!"
The authoritative voice of the dignified man with the sharp eyebrows echoed simultaneously within the main hall of the ten giant towers.
In an instant, all ten shocking auras returned to the giant tower, and there was no more sound.
Inside the Imperial Palace in the capital.
The Palace of the Emperor.
A figure reclining on the throne of the golden dragon beast suddenly opened his eyes, a strange light flashing in them. It was unclear what this aging emperor was thinking, but he quickly closed his eyes again.
Clusters of golden mist swirled around the dragon throne, isolating it from everything.
The main hall was filled with a heavy twilight atmosphere, lacking vitality, like a stagnant pool, and the air was mixed with a faint smell of medicine.
A series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the main hall.
Soon, a master clad in the standard golden armor of the Imperial Guard strode into the hall, knelt on one knee, and proclaimed, "Your Majesty, a powerful enemy has attacked the capital. The city's protective array has been activated. Please instruct me whether to activate the Imperial Palace's array and simultaneously dispatch the [ Divine Dragon Guard ] to engage the enemy outside the capital?"
The figure atop the dragon throne seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, remaining silent for a long time.
However, this expert from the Imperial Guard dared not urge them in the slightest.
After a while --
"Wait."
The person on the dragon throne, lost in thought, finally spoke.
Imperial capital, Zenit Empire Military Department.
At the entrance of the central high platform hall of this building, the only one in Saint Petersburg that symbolizes the highest point of military power in Saint Petersburg, Crown Prince Andrei Arshavin, dressed in black military uniform, stood solemnly at the front, looking up at the northwest sky, his eyes shining with divine light.
Behind him, more than a dozen high-ranking officials from the Imperial Capital Military Department stood respectfully on the stone steps, forming a semi-arched formation like stars surrounding the moon, protecting this figurehead who had recently gained immense power in the empire and had essentially taken complete control of the entire Military Department in the very center.
However, this time, the bigwigs didn't fawn over them with smiles as they usually did.
Everyone stared intently, their expressions grave and slightly shocked, through the orange protective magic membrane above the sky. They were fixed on the constantly exploding, splashing, colorful energy turbulence in the northwest sky, the dazzling, firework-like flames representing a devastating, world-destroying threat.
"Can any of you tell me who is so audacious as to dare to storm my imperial capital alone?"
Arshavin asked slowly without turning his head.
His expression was not good.
Following his annihilation of his arch-enemy Spartak and the crippling of his old rival Eindhoven's overwhelming power, he returned to the capital and finally took control of the entire Military Department, with everything proceeding smoothly and methodically.
Just when he was establishing absolute personal prestige and launching an assault on the throne, he encountered this once-in-a-lifetime event. Even if he ultimately eliminated the invading powerhouse, it would still be a serious smear on the image of the imperial army and Military Department. His political enemies, who had already been suppressed to the brink of collapse, would find another pretext to attack him.
Faced with the Crown Prince's questioning, the Military Department leaders exchanged bewildered glances.
There was absolutely no prior indication of this matter; the Military Department's intelligence system had not received any warning information.
"This is truly disappointing. Could it be that you..." Crown Prince Arshavin couldn't help but rebuke him.
However, before he could finish his sentence, a sudden change occurred—
"I am King of Chambord Alexander. I have come today seeking only Andrei Arshavin, not to attack the city. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on me again will face my wrath!"
A voice, like a thunderclap, resounded through the sky, interrupting the God of War's questioning. This sound wave, like a rolling thunderclap, pierced through the orange magical protective barrier of the capital, echoing throughout the city. Everyone's ears rang, their scalps tingled, and they were utterly terrified.
Arshavin's mouth dropped open, and he couldn't utter another word.
The Military Department leaders behind him also froze on their faces, looking at the Crown Prince's expression, unsure whether to laugh or cry, their expressions becoming strange.
Second update.
Treatment will begin today. Thankfully, it was just a false alarm; I was almost scared to death at noon.
Brothers, take care of your health!