Sure enough, the next instant, the scene Chris Sutton had been anticipating unfolded—
"Hahaha, a pig is a pig. I let you grunt a few times before I stabbed Daozi, and you got all arrogant. Fine, since you're so impatient, I'll slaughter you right now!"
That same savage and domineering laughter, which drowned out the cheers of the Lyon people, echoed from the endless wind and storm.
Immediately following was a figure as swift as lightning.
The figure faced the chaotic wind blades slashing down from the sky, going against the current. The terrifying turbulence of the wind blades could not get close to his body at all. In an instant, he approached the Moon Class expert of the Lyon Empire, reached out, and grabbed his neck as if he were grabbing a rooster that was crowing wildly!
"How... how did you do that?" Sensing the approach of death, in that instant, the Moon Class expert from the Lyon Empire seemed to understand something, his face filled with disbelief. "This is impossible... You're not a Moon Class expert, you... who exactly are you?"
You are not worthy to know.
Sun Fei's answer remained unchanged from before.
With a slight twist of his wrist, as if breaking a useless piece of rotten wood, he snapped his opponent's neck.
despair!
The body of the last Moon Class expert from the Lyon Empire, having lost its power, gently fell to the ground.
It's like a slaughtered pig falling off the chopping block, stirring up a few specks of dust, nothing more.
On the battlefield, everyone was stunned by this sudden and shocking scene. A rare silence suddenly fell over the battlefield with tens of thousands of people.
The Lyon army, which had been cheering, fell silent. The soldiers, their faces still bearing the excited expressions of their earlier jubilation, mouths agape, were now speechless. They had grown accustomed to witnessing, over the past sixty-odd hours, Lyon 'Lyon Moon Class powerhouses repeatedly displaying their might to slay and defeat the lowly Zenit experts. This sudden turn of events left the invaders stunned and bewildered, unable to believe what they were seeing.
The Zenit soldiers, who had almost given up hope, jumped up in disbelief at that moment. They felt their hearts pounding with excitement. Some shouted unconsciously, some pounded their armor with their weapons, some yelled "Invincible!", some laughed, and some shed tears, praying fervently for their comrades who had died at the hands of the Moon Class powerhouse Lyon!
"Hahaha, is this the so-called level six Lyon Empire's strongman? Easily killed, what a disappointment!" Sun Fei's figure flashed, and he appeared above the Zenit City, his back to the city gate, facing the thousands of Lyon troops. He laughed loudly and shouted, "Among the Lyon people, who else dares to fight me?"
The sound was like divine wrath, rolling and surging between heaven and earth, resounding in everyone's ears, deafening and awe-inspiring.
"It's him? This guy... King of Chambord Alexander, he actually came?"
On the city wall, he finally recognized the true identity of the peerless expert who had emerged from his own camp. Surprised, a feeling of resentment naturally welled up in his heart, but it was quickly replaced by another emotion. The heavy pressure of defending the city that had been weighing on his heart also quickly dissipated at this moment.
Clearly, even he, as the God of War of the Empire, had subconsciously formed the idea that Chambord City was invincible. With this peerless villain in charge of Saint Petersburg, the precarious capital city suddenly became indestructible.
"I just hope this guy doesn't mess around. If he violates military discipline..." God of War Arshavin thought fiercely, but he quickly fell silent because he suddenly realized that even if King of Chambord violated military discipline, he seemed to have no way to deal with him.
At the same time, some of the ordinary soldiers also recognized Sun Fei's identity.
"It's Alexander the King of Chambord! I know him now! This master, King of Chambord Alexander!"
"I recognize him. He's the King of Chambord who caused a huge ruckus in the capital not long ago, that terrifying thug!"
"It's him, it really is him! I never expected that this invincible villain would come to defend the capital! Didn't those damned nobles say that King of Chambord was a despicable traitor? How come he's now charging to the city walls, completely different from what the nobles said!"
"Is that even a question? None of those nobles are good people. Their slander of King of Chambord King of Chambord only proves that he is the truly good man!"
"Yes, back then, the Martial Saint of the three great empires plotted to frame our Krasic Martial Saint. It was King of Chambord who risked his own life to capture those imperial Martial Saint. Think about it, could the person entrusted and trusted by our Krasic Martial Saint be a traitor?"
"Now that you mention it, that makes sense!"
"Hahaha, I don't care about anything else. All I know is that King of Chambord has now killed two Moon Class powerhouses from the Lyon Empire, helping us protect Saint Petersburg. For that alone, he is a great hero to us Zenit people!"
Sun Fei's identity spread rapidly among the ordinary soldiers, causing a great commotion. Even some soldiers who had previously misunderstood Sun Fei due to the nobles' deliberate vilification cheered at this moment, because one thing was common knowledge— King of Chambord's strength was extraordinary and indisputable. The most important thing was that such a powerful figure was on their side.
" King of Chambord, invincible! Invincible! Invincible!"
"Divine might! Divine might! Haha, who dares to fight against our King of Chambord?"
"You stupid Lyon folks, scared out of your wits this time? Hahaha, we have the King of Chambord! You damned invaders, go home and nurse!"
Without the officers' encouragement, the Zenit soldiers at the bottom of the ranks chanted Sun Fei's name, their spirits rekindled, their morale soaring, laughing and taunting the Lyon soldiers. In that instant, the scene of the war was completely reversed.
Beneath the city walls, tens of thousands of Lyon soldiers, almost instinctively, turned around in unison to look at their rear. They wanted to know if their side still had any strong warriors who dared to show themselves and fight King of Chambord.
"You foolish clown, you got carried away after one lucky win. Truly a lowly commoner of a inferior empire! Hahaha, let me avenge my comrades and send you to Hell!"
A loud voice came from the rear of Lyon's army.
Immediately following, a towering and imposing figure appeared like lightning. His thick, sword-like eyebrows almost met, his long golden hair was tied back with a black ribbon, and he had a square face with a resolute and arrogant expression. He wore a flowing black robe and instantly appeared on the battlefield. Pointing at Sun Fei in mid-air, he said contemptuously, "I'll give you two choices, you pathetic fellow: suicide, or I'll torture you to death?"
Here's a belated update from yesterday.
There will be three more updates tonight.