quiet!
A deathly silence!
retreat!
Retreat in fear!
On the plaza, the twenty-odd Moon Class experts from the [ Dragon Hunting Alliance ] who had stepped forward could only remain silent and retreat at this moment!
They had thought they had everything under control, but under King of Chambord's overwhelming power, they suddenly felt like a flock of sheep recklessly provoking the dignity of a dragon. They were so foolish and ridiculous. Their large numbers could not make up for such a huge gap in strength. Even if they swarmed at him, they would not be able to escape from King of Chambord's hands. The three Meierbeili were a living example.
The two princes of the Marseille Empire and Metz Empire, in particular, were deathly pale, trembling all over, and almost paralyzed with fear!
Think about what they said when they were provoking us before. They even called the King of Chambord by his name... This is practically playing with death! They don't even know how they're going to die!
Wherever Sun Fei's gaze swept, everyone lowered their heads.
The Moon Class experts of the [ Dragon Hunting Alliance ] retreated repeatedly, quickly reaching the seating area on the south side. At this moment, they all began to envy those who were still sitting in the seating area. Everyone was regretting and fantasizing that if they hadn't jumped out and shown hostility earlier, they would still be sitting in the seating area!
"Woof woof woof!!!"
In his first complete loss of composure, Prince Dominguez of Zenit accidentally spilled a cup of hot wine into his lap, causing the disabled little dog Oka in his arms to bark loudly. In the deathly silence, the bark was so piercing that it made everyone's hearts jump.
"... Beautiful mountains, beautiful waters, a wonderful place; every road is wide and spacious; friends come, and we welcome them with fine wine; but if jackals come, they will be met only with powerful crossbows and swords!"
The songs of the Chambord people still faintly echoed in their ears. At this moment, all the outsiders finally understood the weight of those words.
"This is the so-called [ Dragon Hunting Alliance ]? What a huge joke!"
Sun Fei shook his head and muttered to himself, "These twenty-odd Moon Class experts in front of me, whether in terms of fighting spirit or color, are inferior to the Saint and Urban Management of Chambord City. It seems that their long-term life of luxury and academy-style training has quietly corrupted them."
King of Chambord's words were full of sarcasm, but at this moment, none of the more than twenty Moon Class experts dared to refute him, and none of them even dared to raise their heads to express their anger or dissatisfaction.
The enormous disparity in strength caused the [ Dragon Hunting Alliance ] to begin to crumble.
Some Moon Class powerhouses were even considering whether to simply surrender to King of Chambord, so that at least they could save their lives.
But at this very moment—
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap slap!!!"
Suddenly, without warning, a series of crisp claps rang out in the silent square, extremely jarring and sounding so frivolous.
Everyone was surprised and looked in the direction of the sound.
A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe stood up from the VIP seating area on the west side.
He wasn't tall or burly, with an ordinary face and a mocking smile. He clapped his hands lightly as he slowly walked out from the VIP seating area to the center of the plaza, laughing loudly, "Good, very good, King of Chambord Alexander, you certainly haven't disappointed me. Moon Class Great Perfection strength, Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable, so young yet possessing such astonishing power—you truly deserve the title of genius! Good, very good, King, you should feel Glory. Your strength is worthy of my personal attention!"
What arrogant words!
Everyone was astonished.
For the middle-aged man in white robes to dare utter such words at this point, there are only two possibilities—
He's insane!
Or perhaps, he is a true powerhouse.
The answer will be revealed soon.
A powerful aura emanated from the middle-aged man in white robes. His green Wood-Element Dou Qi blazed brightly, and an extremely refreshing life force spread in all directions. From the cracks in the stone slabs on the ground, tender green grass sprouts began to grow. Soon, the entire bluestone plaza showed signs of turning into a grassland. Driven by the wood-elemental energy, everywhere was filled with a lush green vitality.
A bright, round, phantom moon appeared above the man's head, its brilliance already showing signs of transforming into the Sun.
This is a sign of reaching the Moon Class Great Perfection and the Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
This seemingly ordinary middle-aged man in white robes was actually a Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable expert.
"I Brandão Alexander, the First Royal Guard Commander of the Lyon Empire. Your suicide will preserve your dignity without my personal intervention. Moreover, I can guarantee that after your death, the rest of Chambord City will survive as long as they do not resist!" The middle-aged man in white robes walked step by step towards the nine-story, thirty-six-step platform. With each step, a swaying vine stretched out from beneath his feet, lifting him directly from the ground. His every step was verdant, as if he were walking in the air, extremely graceful.
Sun Fei's lips twitched slightly.
However, he managed to refrain from uttering the word "idiot."
His Majesty the King already thought he was quite the show-off, but he never expected to run into someone even more pretentious. This guy's head must have been caught in Sister Feng's anus; he's telling people to commit suicide the moment he opens his mouth. Are all the people of the Lyon Empire such arrogant, self-important idiots? The previous Chief Royal Magician of the Lyon Empire, Domenech, was just like that. It seems this Brown is no less idiotic.
Seeing Sun Fei remain unmoved, the white-robed middle-aged man Brandão, raised his eyebrows and roared, "What, still not going to commit suicide? Do you think you can escape death from my hands?" As he spoke, he smiled smugly, and with a flick of his wrist, a silver-white Excalibur spun rapidly in his palm. An extremely terrifying aura emanated from the sword, One Sword powerful fluctuations making it seem as if his strength and aura had instantly increased seven or eight times!
Tier 8 Dou Weapon!
It's actually an eighth-tier Dou Weapon Excalibur!
No wonder this white-robed Brandão so arrogant. With such a top-grade Dou Weapon in hand, coupled with his strength at the Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable, he was almost comparable to a Great Sun-Rank Venerable expert. Naturally, he thought he had the upper hand and had firmly suppressed Sun Fei.
"Hmm? Very well, since you're still not giving up, then I'll personally take action and make you despair!" Seeing that Sun Fei remained unmoved, the white-robed Brandão furious and extremely arrogant. A cold smile appeared on his face as he gripped the eighth-tier Dou Weapon in his hand. His aura suddenly surged violently as he prepared to make his move.
"Idiot!" Sun Fei finally couldn't help but curse inwardly. He was about to strike this fly when, at that moment, Princess Elena, who had been silent all along, suddenly tugged at Sun Fei's sleeve, frowned, and said crisply, " Alexander, I don't like this man. Let me kill him, okay?"
The words were spoken softly, yet they reached everyone's ears clearly.
Everyone was stunned.
They all gasped in shock, hardly believing what they were hearing.
It seems that not only is the King of Chambord unparalleled in his aura and incredibly powerful, but this delicate King of Chambord is also so arrogant and has such a shocking tone.
Although there had been rumors that this princess named Elena was an archer with extremely high archery skills, that was all. There had never been any news that she had the power to challenge Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable. Now, judging from the princess's delicate tone, it was as if the Half-Step Great Sun-Rank Venerable, who wielded an eighth-tier Dou Weapon, Brandão a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, and could be killed at will!
What everyone initially thought was just a spoiled brat throwing a tantrum, turned into a shocking surprise when, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, King of Chambord actually thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded in a way that left everyone bewildered. "Alright, let's get this over with quickly, don't waste any more time!"
At that moment, everyone felt an urge to vomit blood.
Has even King of Chambord lost his mind at this point, wanting to follow his ignorant woman in her reckless folly?
"Hahaha, arrogant! With just one strike, I'll turn all three of you into undead and send you to Hell to live happily ever after!" Brandão, feeling utterly humiliated, was enraged. He gripped the eighth-tier Dou Weapon Excalibur with both hands, holding nothing back. The powerful aftershocks of his Dou Qi made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes. Except for the seating area where King of Chambord was located, almost everyone below the Moon Class strength was forced to their knees by this terrifying pressure, unable to struggle on the ground.
At that very moment, everyone vaguely saw that on the nine-story, thirty-six-step platform, the woman in the bright red tight-fitting short dress had no change in expression and was not affected by the terrifying aura at all. With a pair of slender, jade-like hands, she gently clenched her fist in the air, and a huge, ancient-looking war bow appeared in her hand.
Boom!
The bowstring trembled slightly.
Elena made absolutely no preparations, nor did she even use her full strength to aim at the target. She casually fired three arrows in quick succession, almost simultaneously.
Third update.
Thank you everyone.