The situation was so dangerous that the ship slaves were terrified and struggled desperately.
Sun Fei was now certain that both of these guys, Barbossa and Jack, were truly despicable scoundrels.
He wasn't particularly panicked. After thinking it over, he realized that time was of the essence and he wouldn't wait for these two wretches to bow down immediately. He decided to use force.
With a thought, a surge of Spiritual Power silently flowed out and entered the bodies of the two.
Sun Fei clapped his hands and laughed, "If it weren't for the fact that you two resemble two old friends of mine from long ago, which is why I've repeatedly suppressed my murderous intent and considered subduing you, otherwise... I know you two are both full of evil intentions and not good people, but I advise you to behave yourselves and not try any tricks. I have already planted a mental imprint in your bodies. Even if you escape to the ends of the continent, I can easily find you. Killing two mere Six-Star Class martial artists is no different from crushing an ant for me. This is the last chance, don't test my patience."
After saying that, his figure blurred, a flash of golden flame appeared, and Sun Fei disappeared from the control cabin.
Jack and Barbossa's eyebrows twitched simultaneously, but after hesitating for a moment, they dared not make any further moves.
Although these two cunning and ruthless women were terrified by Sun Fei's methods, they dared not make a move for the time being.
The next moment, other ship slaves pointed at the magic screen and exclaimed in surprise, like a broken windmill.
Everyone looked over and saw that the young King with black hair had appeared below the Black Warship in an instant. He slowly stretched out a palm and placed it on the bottom of the Black Warship. Without him exerting any force, the Lord-Class Black Warship, which weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, slowly stopped its descent.
"Hiss!" A collective gasp filled the control room.
The ship's slaves were all stunned by what they had just witnessed.
Robben and old Arjen were already aware of King Majesty's martial prowess, so they were not particularly surprised.
However, upon seeing this scene, Jack and Barbossa looked at each other in horror and almost screamed. The Dortmund Empire was founded on martial prowess and had many exceptionally strong individuals. However, since becoming ship slaves, the two had seen many strong individuals from the Dortmund Empire, but they had never seen such a terrifying strongman as this black-haired boy.
Having spent over a decade on the ship, they knew perfectly well that this Lord-Class Black Warship, though forged from extremely lightweight Ironwood, still weighed at least ten thousand jin. This handsome young man with black hair, still suspended in mid-air, without any support, was supporting the giant ship as if it were a feather, relying solely on his own strength. Such power... had already exceeded the limits of what the two of them could imagine.
Who exactly is this boy?
How could such a heroic figure emerge from such a small frontier region?
At this point, the two fierce and cunning scoundrels finally gave up their other thoughts and became completely obedient.
They asked themselves, though they were fierce, they were after all just a group of desperados, so submitting to such a supreme powerhouse wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Seeing this Demon God scene in the sky, not only the ship slaves inside the Black Warship, but also the soldiers and civilians in Chambord City below, protected by a magical shield, all shouted " Long Live the King!" in unison, creating a deafening roar of cheers.
Sun Fei, holding the enormous Black Warship aloft, was in no hurry to land.
Looking around in mid-air, His Majesty the King had a sudden thought. He simply carried the huge Black Warship and flew towards the back mountain of Chambord City. In an instant, he arrived near the Five Sword Heaven Peaks. He quickly found a nearby solitary peak that was not particularly steep. With a flick of his fingers, a golden sword light shot through the air and cleaved the mountaintop in two, carving out a huge platform covering more than twenty acres.
This scene further provoked the group of ship slaves.
Sun Fei gently placed the Black Warship onto the platform.
The entire process was clearly visible to everyone inside Black Warship's control cabin.
Especially Jack and Barbossa, whose knowledge and cunning far surpassed those of the other ship slaves, were utterly astonished. Had they ever seen such a supreme powerhouse? This was nothing short of a being capable of scaling mountains and seas! This handsome, black-haired King was so young, his path in martial arts seemingly bright. Who could predict what heights such an extraordinary figure would reach in the future?
These ship slaves had been trapped on the Black Warship for at least several years, never having seen the light of day. As a result, they were all unruly and extremely eager for freedom. They had long ago sworn in their hearts that as long as they could breathe a breath of fresh air and feel a ray of Sun, they would be willing to be shattered to pieces.
They yearn for freedom and do not want to be bound.
Over the years, they have been struggling for freedom every single day.
Under the organization of the meticulous and daring Jack and Barbossa, the ship slaves spent several years secretly learning how to control the Black Warship. They plotted and waited for a suitable opportunity to seize the Black Warship and escape the control of the Dortmund people. That's why they suddenly launched an attack when the Dortmund people were fighting with Sun Fei and his group, killing the Dortmund pilot on the Black Warship. They had basically taken control of the Black Warship, but Sun Fei and his two companions stormed into the control room with lightning speed and took over the Black Warship.
The ship slaves were initially somewhat resistant to Sun Fei's appearance.
But at this moment, Barbossa and Jack thought of something else entirely.
Their original plan was to seize the Black Warship and then flee thousands of miles away. Using the Black Warship's speed and power, they would organize a group of air pirate mercenaries and live a carefree life, roaming the world freely. But now, thinking about it, things are probably not that simple. Without sufficient strength, how could Avoid the pursuit of the Dortmund people and the covetousness of other forces? Moon Class expert would be enough to make them look bad.
If one could gain the support and protection of a peerless master like this young King, organizing an aerial mercenary group that could dominate the world would be much easier.
Joining forces with this King of Chambord is definitely several times more profitable than going it alone.
Thinking this through, the two scoundrels exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's thoughts.
Suddenly, however, they felt uneasy, fearing that their earlier argument and rudeness had angered the young King, and that he would no longer need their group.
That's just how people's mindsets are.
Sometimes, a simple idea can instantly overturn one's previous convictions.
One second they're dismissive, the next they're terrified of losing it, scared to death.
Under the supervision of Robben and old Arjen, more than a hundred ship slaves emerged from the Black Warship.
As soon as they stepped out of the cabin, they rushed over like madmen, knelt on the deck, crying and laughing, greedily inhaling the evening breeze, looking at the sky full of stars, breathing in the fresh air, tears streaming down their faces, like more than a hundred lunatics.
Although Jack and Barbossa tried their best to control their emotions, they couldn't help but shed tears at this moment because they hadn't seen the light of day for more than ten years.
Ordinary ship slaves didn't think as much as those two scoundrels, Jack and Barbossa. Their perspective had long since changed. If it weren't for Sun Fei and the others, they would never have emerged from the dark, sunless bottom of the Black Warship's inner cabin, never seen the brilliant stars, never smelled the fresh evening breeze. Perhaps their final fate would have been like many of the ship slaves who had died before, turning into withered bones and being thrown away somewhere. Their thoughts were very simple, and they felt a sense of gratitude towards Sun Fei.
So when Sun Fei on the deck, the ordinary ship slaves all knelt on the ground and shouted their gratitude.
Sun Fei didn't want to get entangled here. He threatened Jack and Barbossa again, then handed over the task of guarding the Black Warship to Robben, gave them some instructions, and returned to Chambord City with Arjen.
By this time, the casualty figures had been reported.
The city wall was breached by Black Warship's first attack, resulting in the deaths of 36 Urban Management, 7 low-ranking Saint, and the loss of two Dragon-Shooting Giant Crossbow. A total of 6 buildings, statues, and stone palaces were destroyed. The magic power supply system, water supply system, and sewer system in the western district were largely paralyzed. If the total amount were converted into money, it would be at least around 50,000 to 60,000 gold coins.
Sun Fei's expression was solemn.
In fact, if it were only a matter of building and property loss, Chambord City would have actually come out on top. The cost of a Lord-Class Black Warship is no less than a million gold coins, and it is extremely rare and hard to find. However, the loss of forty-three Chambord City warriors is a devastating loss that makes it hard for many to laugh.
After Sun Fei's rise to power, Chambord City fought a series of battles in a short period of time, winning almost every one with zero casualties. This was the first time they had lost so many men. Looking at the bodies of the forty-three fallen soldiers, and the parents, wives, and children crying their hearts out, everyone felt as if their hearts were being torn apart. Their hatred for the people of Dortmund was also brewing and intensifying.
"Your Majesty, I want to avenge my father!" A sturdy and honest little boy, only three or four years old, ran to Sun Fei's side, knelt on the ground, and shouted loudly in his childish voice.
His once innocent, dark eyes were now filled with hatred, burning with a raging rage.
Sun Fei held the little boy in his arms and kissed his forehead.
Facing the gazes of the families of the fallen warriors, His Majesty the King proclaimed. "All the warriors who sacrificed their lives to defend Chambord City will be granted the title of martyr. From this day forward, their families will be supported by the King. Their children, children of the kingdom, will receive the best education and inherit their fathers' Glory. And their parents will also be the parents of the kingdom, the parents of every citizen of Chambord. Alexander guarantees that they will not be treated unfairly!"
The administrative planning and laws of Chambord City were already very sound, and the system for martyrs had long been drafted at Sun Fei's suggestion.
Today marks the first time in the history of Chambord City that a martyr has been posthumously honored.
The families of the fallen warriors knelt and shouted "Long live the king!" in gratitude, while the eyes of the other soldiers burned with admiration. This system and guarantee gave every warrior in Chambord City a sense of identity and Glory, allowing them to fight to the death to protect the King and their homeland without any worries.
His Majesty the King is very vain, but at this moment, he felt no joy whatsoever.
Having been in this world for over a year, Sun Fei has gradually integrated into this continent governed by the law of the jungle. The endless killing has gradually aligned Sun Fei's values with those of this world. He doesn't care how many enemy soldiers he kills, but every time his own people shed a drop of blood, his anger burns uncontrollably.
These forty-three lives created an irreconcilable hatred between Chambord City and the Dortmund Empire.
The people of Dortmund seem to share this view.
The death of a prince in a small town is an intolerable source of hatred for them.
Chambord City faces a formidable enemy.
No selection allowed.
This is a crime of war.
Looking at the faint, blood-red dawn on the horizon, Sun Fei seemed to already see the bloody battle that was currently facing in Saint Petersburg, the capital of Zenit. The combined forces of Dortmund and Lyon were besieging the capital, and the walls and surrounding areas were bound to be filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Soldiers swarmed like ants, fighting ruthlessly, and lives could turn to ashes at any moment...
"I don't know how much longer the capital can hold out. No matter how Emperor Yassin calculates it, this will be an extremely terrible test for the Zenit Empire. When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. Once Zenit is defeated, it will be impossible for Chambord City to resist the allied forces on its own. It seems that sooner or later, I will have to go to the capital."
Having made up his mind, Sun Fei moved and flew towards Five Sword Heaven Peaks.
On their wedding night, a moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
The wedding ceremony was over, and he hadn't even had a chance to be affectionate with his two brides yet.
I was stuck on the road yesterday, all night.
It just came out today, so I'll post over 3000 words for now, and I'll start catching up on the rest tomorrow.
Just a heads up, updates will resume normally starting tomorrow.