"This..." Faced with King of Chambord's questioning, Meierbeili felt inexplicably guilty.
King of Chambord's strength far exceeded his most optimistic estimate. Judging from the terrifying power of those five golden sword energies, he was at least at the Moon Class Great Perfection, Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable, far beyond his ability to contend with. If the two were to fight, he would surely die.
However, there was no turning back now. He glanced at the figures seated in the distance, his confidence suddenly rising, and he shouted, "Last night, all 150-plus elite mercenaries of our [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group in the city were brutally murdered and vanished overnight. There is sufficient evidence to prove that my brothers died at the hands of your Chambord City warriors. Alexander, how do you plan to explain this?"
"Explain?" Sun Fei laughed contemptuously, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Too bad you wasted this opportunity. What do I have to explain to you? You know very well what those hundred-plus mercenaries from [ Wind-Racing Horse ] were up to, sneaking into my Chambord City. Since they harbored evil intentions of burning, killing, and looting, they deserve to die! I haven't even questioned you, Meierbeili, about this yet, and you're already accusing me first, turning around and questioning me. You're truly turning black into white and utterly absurd!"
"That's impossible! My brothers from [ Wind-Racing Horse ] are all upright mercenaries. They would never do anything like burning, killing, or looting. Besides, even if they did something wrong, it's up to me, [ Wind-Racing Horse ], to punish them. I was in the city last night. Did they inform me before the massacre in Chambord City?" Meierbeili retorted with a sly smile.
"Hahahaha, informing you? Who do you think you are?" Sun Fei laughed loudly.
The next moment, Sun Fei stopped laughing as his gaze fixed on Meierbeili, his eyes filled with pity and mockery.
"It seems that your arrogance over the years has made [ Wind-Racing Horse ] forget its own worth. Indeed, I slaughtered those men one by one; I have no reason to deny that. But you, [ War Pirate ] Meierbeili, do you truly not know the purpose of those 150 mercenaries coming to Chambord City? Wasn't it you, their leader, who carefully selected and sent them to infiltrate the city? You had already planned to sacrifice them, yet you still spout so-called benevolence and morality... It's truly unbelievable. I originally thought that although you were arrogant, you at least had some sense of responsibility, but now it seems... you have truly disappointed me. Come, if you want to avenge your brothers, then come and strike! Let me see if you, [ Wind-Racing Horse ], truly have the ability!"
After Sun Fei finished speaking, he gave a cold laugh and remained silent.
"You..." Meierbeili was so enraged by Sun Fei's words that she almost vomited.
Hesitant, timid, and even lying, as he had just done, was definitely not the style of the arrogant [ War Pirate ] of the continent. From the very beginning, he had been completely overwhelmed by Sun Fei, both in terms of momentum and reason, to the point that he could hardly breathe. This made Meierbeili furious.
He glanced back at his two companions and gave them a meaningful look. "Let's attack together and kill King of Chambord."
Before the words were even finished, Meierbeili, Isakson, and the sharp metal Dou Qi expert who had previously coughed up blood from the backlash of the magic shield, with perfect coordination, attacked simultaneously in an instant!
Meierbeili was able to Zongheng a continent spanning millions of miles without restraint. Besides the abundance of experts in the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group, his own strength was also quite formidable. Many years ago, he was already Peak Half Moon Class expert. Now, with a single move, his fiery battle Dou Qi surged, and his entire body faintly glowed with crimson flames, instantly elevating him to the terrifying level of the Upper-Stage Full Moon Class, at the eighth or ninth level.
Behind them Isakson and the Dou Qi with the sharp metal element were both Moon Class experts who had crawled out of piles of corpses and had extremely rich combat experience.
These three had fought side by side countless times and had long since developed a tacit understanding. They even seemed to be in sync with some kind of mysterious battle formation. Waves of power were linked together and layered upon each other, like the raging waves of a stormy sea, surging in one after another. The terrifying aura covered the sky and the earth, completely enveloping most of the square, and rushed towards Sun Fei on the ninth floor and the thirty-sixth step high platform like a hurricane.
This attack truly shook the heavens and the earth.
In terms of attack power, it has probably reached the level of a single strike from Moon Class Great Perfection expert or Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
Everyone held their breath and watched intently.
This is a crucial moment.
Although King of Chambord just displayed astonishing power, facing such a terrifying combined attack head-on would be difficult; at the very least, a protracted struggle would be necessary. If these three could hold King of Chambord off, the rest of Chambord City would be no threat at all...
The other experts in the [ Dragon Hunting Alliance ] were eager to try and were ready to make their move.
However--
"Is this the last bit of power [ Wind-Racing Horse ] has left? Too bad, it's still far from enough!"
On the nine-story, thirty-six-step platform, Sun Fei gently shook his head and raised his hand. A huge golden palm print appeared in the void. On the palm print, every finger, pore, hair, and muscle was lifelike. Even the blood vessels and pulses under the golden skin were clearly visible. It was as if it were a giant palm of a god that had sprung out of the void, carrying an indescribable aura of noble majesty.
As Sun Fei clenched his fist, the five fingers of his palm, seemingly slowly but actually swiftly, began to tighten completely. His five fingers left behind dazzling golden phantoms in the void, which, from a distance, looked just like a slowly blooming, bewitching golden lotus flower, captivating the soul without one realizing it, leaving one unable to extricate oneself.
The palm prints formed a fist print.
" Undefeated Emperor Fist!"
Sun Fei raised his hand, and a golden fist imprint, half a meter square, shot out with a whooshing sound.
All of this was accomplished in the blink of an eye.
Apart from that, there was no other earth-shattering power, no surging air currents, and no towering leaden clouds.
In stark contrast, Sun Fei's punch, compared to the terrifying power of Meierbeili and the other two, looked like a foolish butterfly charging towards a fire-breathing dragon. The huge visual difference made it hard to believe that King of Chambord's attack could withstand the combined assault of Meierbeili and the others.
However, the truth turned out to be completely different.
When the two forces finally collided, everything reversed 180 degrees, like a red-hot iron being plunged into tender cheese. The golden fist imprint was utterly devastating, and Meierbeili, Isakson, and the Sharp Metal Dou Qi mercenary completed the same series of actions in sequence—
Horrifying!
roar!
Blood spurting out!
Retreat!
The overwhelming energy fluctuations unleashed by the three masters of [ Wind-Racing Horse ] vanished almost imperceptibly as the golden fist imprint swept past, disappearing completely in no time, much like water vapor on a glass plate under the Scorching Sun sun.
Bang! Bang!
Two loud explosions.
Just as they landed back on the ground, Isakson, who had always served as the strategist in the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group, and that expert in the Sharp Metal Dou Qi exploded in despair, turning into a pool of flesh and blood that stained the earth red.
Meierbeili wasn't in much better shape; he was covered in blood and wounds, with bulges of muscle beneath his skin, as if some monster were crawling around inside.
At this moment, his heart was filled with regret.
He shouldn't have brought people to Chambord City for the promise of a large sum of money and conditions. This mission, which he thought should have been risk-free, turned into a graveyard for the experts of [ Wind-Racing Horse ]. What he didn't expect was that the person had remained a bystander the whole time, without offering any help whatsoever.
"You... don't be too happy... I... the ancestor of [ Wind-Racing Horse ]... will wipe out your Chambord City... you will die sooner or later... ah!"
With a heart full of resentment, Meierbeili struggled to finish his last sentence. He could no longer suppress the terrifying power invading his body. His whole body swelled up like a balloon in horror, and finally, with a bang, he followed in the footsteps of his two subordinates, exploding into a sky full of broken bones and blood rain.
A ruthless man has fallen.
The [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group was wiped out, its power crumbled.
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