In the VIP seating area, some quick-witted individuals suddenly realized something, and their expressions began to turn strange.
By this point, even a fool could see that the Marseille Empire delegation was deliberately trying to provoke King of Chambord, and it was clear that they had been prepared for this, choosing to jump out at this crucial moment. Demanding that Chambord City remove its magical shield at such a critical juncture was an extremely rude request. Prince Cisse of Marseille was simply using a random excuse to declare war on Chambord City.
The air was thick with the scent of conspiracy and bloodshed.
With powerful figures from the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] and the Marseille Empire launching attacks on Chambord City, things are definitely not as simple as they seem on the surface.
This wedding night is not going to go too smoothly.
The three top experts from the Marseille Empire approached silently, their overwhelming momentum relentlessly crushing their opponents.
"Hahaha, hurry up and activate the [ Water Curtain Heaven Flower ] protective shield, or I, the prince, will unleash a massacre today! Hmph, a mere vassal state dares to defy my will! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget, so you lowly nouveau riche will understand what true strength is!"
Prince Cisse of Marseille was smug and domineering, his eyes filled with undisguised provocation and mockery.
Two Moon Class experts have already been entangled. Do you really think a small vassal state like yours could possibly have Moon Class expert step forward?
This was the idea of Prince Cisse of Marseille.
This was a sentiment shared by many in the VIP area.
However, just when many thought Chambord City was at a complete disadvantage, a terrifying scene unfolded once again—
"You shameless bastard, you stupid dog who abuses his power, is the Marseille Empire so great?"
With a disdainful snort, three figures, exuding an aura of profound depth and standing proudly in the seating area of Chambord City, slowly emerged. They lined up in a row, standing before the hundred or so Chambord City Urban Management and Best, like an insurmountable city wall. The overwhelming aura of the three experts from the Marseille Empire was utterly shattered like waves crashing against a hard reef, vanishing in an instant!
"Three more Moon Class experts?! This is impossible!" Someone exclaimed in utter shock.
That's impossible!
These four words have been mentioned far too many times tonight, in the past half hour alone.
Chambord City always manages to create miracles in seemingly impossible situations.
Among the three powerful figures from Chambord City, one had short, silver-white hair and a burly build, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. His entire body was enveloped in a pale golden aura of Dou Qi qi, and even without lingering in the void, his overwhelming aura alone was enough to demonstrate that he was also a Moon Class expert.
The other two were a man with a large, short, black head, a tall and thin build, long arms that reached past his knees, a fair complexion, and piercing, hawk-like eyes. The other was slightly thinner, around twenty years old, and gave off an extremely agile feeling, as if he could disappear into thin air with a twist of his body.
"It's Lords Pierce, Čech, and Robben!"
Outside the light screen, the people of Chambord were in an uproar. They recognized the three Moon Class powerhouses as native warriors of Chambord City. Now, under the tutelage of the supreme and unparalleled King of Chambord, they had become so powerful!
Some outsiders who had previously learned about the number of experts in Chambord City were so shocked that they lost the ability to speak.
Prince Dominguez of Zenit accidentally squeezed the disabled puppy Oka in his arms too hard, making it bark loudly...
Paul Pierce, guardian of Capricorn Holy Peak among the Twelve Golden Holy Peaks of Chambord City, the Gold Saint of Capricorn.
Paul Pierce seemed to have fully grasped the essence of His King's usual pretentiousness. He struck the coolest pose and, with the most pretentious emphasis, pronounced his name word by word. His eyes, sharp as an eagle's and a falcon's, were chilling as he fixed his gaze on a Moon Class expert from the Marseille Empire. In the next instant, his figure flashed, and he was instantly in front of his opponent, throwing a punch that sent sword energy flying through the air.
At that very moment, a ball of sky-blue flame suddenly flashed across the ground of the square.
In the next instant, everyone saw incredulously that the white-haired Pierce and this Moon Class expert from the Marseille Empire were actually surrounded by another sky-blue light circle with a diameter of about twenty meters. On the ground inside the light circle, a six-pointed star flickered, and profound and strange sky-blue runes kept flashing. A faint light wall stood up at the edge.
Bang bang bang bang!!!!!!!!!!!!
Boom boom boom boom!!!!!!!!!!!!
The two Moon Class experts had already exchanged hundreds of blows in an instant.
In the midst of the fierce battle, the sharp and terrifying energy, capable of piercing mountains, surged and roared like a raging torrent, but once it collided with the azure light wall, it vanished instantly without causing the slightest ripple.
Another... another forbidden-level magic circle?
"No, this is... Battle Seal! It's the [ Water God Battle Seal ], heavens, how... how does Chambord City possess this kind of magic array again?"
This time, [ War Pirate ] Meierbeili was the first to react. With his experience, he couldn't help but cry out in shock, showing just how shocked he was. Only a true veteran could understand what the existence of the [ Battle Seal ] meant. Meierbeili's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and for the first time, he felt a little fear. He finally began to waver slightly about the outcome of today's operation.
The Chambord City, the King of Chambord —he couldn't fathom the depths of their power.
at the same time.
Two more sky-blue flames flickered on the ground.
The other two top experts of the Metz Empire have encountered their respective opponents. Without any ability to Avoid, they were separated and surrounded by the [ Water God Battle Seal ] that appeared on the ground. They were unable to join forces and were locked in one-on-one battles with the experts from Chambord City.
"Pete Cech, guardian of the Scorpio peak among the twelve Gold Saints!"
" Arjen Robben, guardian of the Libra Gold Libra Holy Peak among the Twelve Golden Holy Peaks Libra Gold Saint!"
Two sharp shouts rang out in unison. Within the [ Water Suppression Battle Seal ], Čech and Robben simultaneously launched their attacks. Pale golden metal-type Dou Qi and cyan Wind-Element Dou Qi qi blazed brightly, unleashing ruthless killing moves as they rushed towards the two Moon Class experts from the Marseille Empire.
On the square.
The three [ Water God Battle Seal ] emitted a series of earth-shattering explosions of Dou Qi.
A terrifying surge of energy, like a tsunami, even engulfed the figures of the six masters who were fighting fiercely within it. Even with the barrier of the [ Water God Battle Seal ] light wall, everyone could still feel the suffocating aftershocks of the battle.
For most people, witnessing such a close-up life-or-death duel between Moon Class powerhouses was a first, leaving them feeling utterly captivated. Some Star Class martial artists with slightly lower strength were even more excited, observing the three battle circles with rapt attention, afraid of missing any exciting moments, because perhaps a single move in a certain instant could inspire them and help them break through the shackles that had troubled them for so long.
At this time, on the north side of the square.
Overlooked by the tense situation in the arena, on the ninth-floor, thirty-six-step platform, King of Chambord Alexander, with his silent back, slowly and leisurely ascended the steps leading to the ninth-floor summit. He was accompanied by two stunningly beautiful queens, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance. His sky-blue robes fluttered in the night breeze, making him appear detached from the world, graceful and refined. He was less than four steps away from the summit.
The attacks by the two behemoths, [ Wind-Racing Horse ] and the Marseille Empire, which spanned millions of miles, would have terrified any other King, causing them to kneel and beg for mercy... However, none of them could make King of Chambord even turn around and glance at them.
"Hmph, King of Chambord, you are far too arrogant. Commander Meierbeili and Prince Cisse are of such high status that they personally questioned you, yet you ignored them completely and even drew your sword... Do you really think that this is your territory, and there is no one to uphold justice?"
Another person stepped forward from the VIP seating area.
It is Prince Aditosake of the Metz Empire.
Behind him stood three powerful figures with unfriendly expressions.
The same words, the same attitude, the same provocation, the same excuses—no one expected that at this moment, the Metz Empire would also choose to stand against Chambord City. Like Prince Cisse of the Marseille Empire, Sak's choice inevitably represents the will of the Metz Empire.
How did Chambord City manage to offend so many powerful forces at once?
Just when countless people felt that the situation was developing in a terrifying direction that no one could predict, suddenly—
Bang!
A figure fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.
It was Didier Drogba, the first Moon Class expert from Chambord City to go into battle. This burly man, whose body was as imposing as a mountain, had several bloody wounds on his body that were shocking to behold. Blood was flowing down his body uncontrollably, staining half of his body red. He was kneeling on the ground, his right arm supporting him, and there were bloodstains under his feet, soaking the broken stones.
This disheveled appearance... did Drogba lose?
Just when everyone thought that Chambord City had lost the first match, suddenly, another dark figure fell straight down from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground like a meteor. Dust and debris flew everywhere, but the figure simply lay limp on the ground, motionless and lifeless.
It is [ Bitter-Faced Death God ] Aiermu, a Moon Class expert of [ Wind-Racing Horse ].
This notorious Butcher... has actually died in battle!
The expressions that hadn't even had a chance to bloom on everyone's faces instantly froze.
Meierbeili's eyes widened in disbelief at what he was seeing. Aiermu was his most trusted right-hand man, a veteran Moon Class expert with exceptional strength, having fought thousands of battles with very few defeats. Yet today, he had died in a small Chambord City? Meanwhile, Prince Sak of the Metz Empire, who had been so aggressive, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and opened his mouth to utter something.
"Pah!" Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Drogba, covered in blood, slowly stood up, wiping the blood from his face. His fighting spirit remained undiminished, his aura surging like a raging beast, terrifying and awe-inspiring. Drogba spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Sak, and said, "Upholding justice? You? That's fucking laughable! Where is justice? You fucking tell me!"
Third update.