This situation was exactly the same as when [ One Sword ]'s body was possessed by that Golden Skeleton. Even the red demonic aura was very similar. This power was full of evil energy, as if a demon that had escaped from Hell was roaring inside the body of Lyon King of Buckingham Lloris.
Sun Fei thought for a moment, then raised his hand and unleashed a golden fist imprint.
Boom!
In his demonic state, Lloris made no attempt to Avoid, and the golden fist imprint slammed into him.
However, this punch, powerful enough to level mountains, struck a body of steel as if it were metal, producing a metallic clang, without causing any damage.
Lloris was sent flying hundreds of meters away, but quickly came to a stop without any signs of injury. His armor was torn in large pieces, and his eyes flashed red light as if he had been enraged. He let out a low growl like a wild beast and flew back at an even faster speed, trailing a red mist trail behind him, instantly arriving in front of Sun Fei.
boom!
The demonized Lloris unleashed a punch, unleashing an indescribable and immense power. The red demonic energy conjured up terrifying illusions such as bone dragons and skeletons, accompanied by sharp and piercing shrieks that were soul-crushing, as if the end of the world had arrived. Various demonic creatures surrounded Sun Fei and ultimately engulfed him in the thick red mist.
In an instant, the entire sky was dyed red.
Even the thin white mist that was slowly disappearing from the sea surface was stained red, like faint blood spreading within the mist.
The unexpected change in the sky immediately attracted the attention of the two armies engaged in fierce battle on the sea.
The Lyon cheered and took the opportunity to flee quickly, while the Chambord and Byzantium looked with slight worry at the thick blood-red fog in the sky. The figures of the two sides were completely shrouded in the blood fog, and the specific situation of the battle could not be seen.
However, this eerie and terrifying red mist seemed to have no end, spreading endlessly between heaven and earth.
Even the two blond beauties on the [ King Alexander ], Akinfeev and Torres, showed a hint of worry in their starry eyes. As Moon Class powerhouses, their sensitivity to powerful auras was far stronger than that of ordinary soldiers and Star-Rank Warrior. They could naturally sense just how evil and powerful the force was surging within that thick, blood-like mist in the sky.
Time flies.
The crimson mist in the sky grew thicker and thicker, interspersed with the howls of wild beasts. The only thing that gave the Chambord people and Byzantium a little peace of mind was the sound of metal clashing against metal coming from within the mist, indicating that the King of Chambord was not in danger and that the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle within the crimson mist.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
On the sea.
The Lyon navy had already pulled ahead by about 500 meters. The rear of the fleet had become the front, and taking advantage of this opportunity, they had begun to activate the magical power facilities, preparing to accelerate and set sail for a long voyage. Given a period of calm preparation, once they got going, these warships, which contained the crystallization of magical civilization, would become incredibly fast, and traveling tens of thousands of miles a day would not be difficult.
However, the battle in the sky gave the Lyon people, who were originally eager to escape, a sliver of hope, and they did not flee immediately.
The Byzantium and Chambord ceased their pursuit.
Tens of thousands of soldiers and generals from both sides looked up at the thick red fog in the sky.
At this moment, everyone understood that the final outcome of the battle would be determined by the duel between the two super-strong individuals.
Time flies by.
Just when everyone felt their necks were about to break from the heat, finally, a clear, loud laugh echoed from the thick, blood-red fog—
"Hahaha, I see, so that's how it is. Okay, that's enough!"
It was the voice of King of Chambord Alexander.
As soon as the words fell, streaks of golden light shot out from the thick crimson mist, like burning flames. Wherever they passed, the red mist hissed and vanished instantly, revealing the clear blue sky that was as blue as a sapphire.
This scene terrified the Lyon fleet in the distance.
Realizing that the end of the world was not far off, they instantly activated their magical ocean-going propulsion systems. Amidst the flashing blue and cyan magical flames, warships shot off like arrows, from relative stillness to sudden high speed, leaving shocking white trails on the blue sea. The ships transformed into streaks of light, rapidly flying towards the distant horizon.
At the same time, the blood-red mist in the sky finally disappeared completely.
Above the clear blue sky, King of Chambord stood tall against the wind, his black hair cascading like a waterfall, exuding a wild and invincible aura. In his hand, he held a half-conscious, instinctively struggling black figure, none other than King Loris of the Lyon Empire, King of Buckingham Lloris.
At this moment, Lloris was still struggling. His handsome, fair face had long since turned into a hideous blackish-red, as if it were made of black iron, devoid of any human aura. His eye sockets were no longer distinguishable as eyeballs or pupils, but were bursting out with terrifying red light. Black liquid kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his teeth had turned pale white and sharp, like a mouthful of broken knives.
His aura remained around the Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
Unfortunately, no matter how much he struggled, a slender, fair hand gently gripped his neck, as if possessing endless Magic Power, rendering all his efforts futile. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.
Within Lloris's body, which still retained its demonic features, something terrifying seemed to be struggling to escape. Fist-sized bulges appeared on his skin and muscles, but each time it looked like the black skin was about to burst, a golden light would flash, forcing it back in!
Sun Fei, carrying the Lyon King of Buckingham, seemed to have grasped something after this battle.
Looking down, in the distance, the Lyon fleet was speeding away. Of the more than two hundred warships, one hundred had already disappeared on the distant horizon, impossible to track. Lloris's sacrifice had ultimately bought the Lyon navy time to retreat. If the Lyon people hadn't lingered on the sea for a moment with a bit of wishful thinking, the entire fleet would probably have vanished by now.
Sun Fei's figure blurred, and the next second he was already in front of the Lyon fleet that had not yet left.
He reached out and gently pressed his hand down beneath the sea surface. A golden beam of light descended from his palm, striking the calm water and instantly creating a wave tens of meters high. The wave rolled on, disrupting the rhythm and formation of the sixty or seventy warships that had not yet reached their maximum speed. The soldiers on the main battle platform staggered and rolled around like gourds.
Sun Fei unleashed more than a dozen punches in succession, instantly creating towering waves and surging billows.
The remaining less than one hundred warships of the Lyon people were tossed about by the wind and waves, in complete disarray. Although no ships capsized, the loss of the relatively stable environment required for the activation of the magical ocean propulsion system caused the warships to slow down instantly. It would take at least five minutes of calm time to activate the magic array system again, making escape impossible.
Facing a powerful Great Sun-Rank Venerable, the fate of a ravaged navy with less than a hundred warships left is almost a foregone conclusion.
Sun Fei did not intervene in the subsequent battle.
With Moon Class masters like Torres and Akinfeev, as well as King of Byzantium Constantine and other Saint masters from Chambord City, the Lyon people, despite still having a numerical advantage, had long lost their fighting spirit and began to crumble after a short time. The battle lasted from morning until noon, and the Lyon people's fate was sealed.
Sun Fei did not return to the surface of the sea, nor did he return to the [ King Alexander ].
He carried the King of Buckingham of the Lyon Empire and charged upwards until he reached a height of ten thousand meters in the midst of a fierce storm. Only then did he Summon [ Throne of Chaotic Times ]. As Sun Fei wished, the steps beneath the throne began to extend and enlarge out of thin air, eventually expanding into a platform of about forty square meters.
Sun Fei took out specially made sealing shackles from the Madman's Laboratory from his storage ring and handcuffed them to Lloris's hands, feet, joints, and neck, sealing his power.
Then, King Majesty the King began to think about some issues.
This battle, which seemed evenly matched at the beginning, was actually won by Sun Fei with great ease.
Although Lloris's strength surged to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable, Sun Fei was still far from it. The current Sun Fei was no longer the newly arrived Great Sun-Rank Venerable he had been just over ten days ago. His Majesty the King's strength far surpassed Lloris's, not to mention Sun Fei's vast combat experience.
From the very beginning, although he was shrouded in bloody mist, Sun Fei remained unmoved. If he had attacked with all his might from the start, he probably could have defeated Lloris within three moves.
The reason it took so long was because Sun Fei had other purposes.
He had a premonition that these terrifying demonic imaginings would occur frequently from now on. There was an evil dark force manipulating all of this, which should be a new force that was quietly rising. The powerful people on the Azeroth Continent had not yet noticed its existence, but it had already begun to quietly manipulate some important figures and start plotting something.
This is clearly a very dangerous sign.
Sun Fei was the first to come into contact with it and had already sensed the threat posed by this dark power. Therefore, before it truly matured, he had to understand and familiarize himself with it as soon as possible. During the half hour of the battle just now, Sun Fei had been observing and sensing the strange demonic power within Lloris's body, observing the source and weaknesses of this power, and how to distinguish the state of a normal martial artist who possessed this demonic seed in a non-demonic state.
Sun Fei has now reached some conclusions.
His King is certain that the demonic seed within Lloris is not the same Golden Skeleton that once appeared within [ One Sword ]'s body—although the two powers share commonalities and appear extremely similar, both being red mist and an evil aura, there is still a difference in their most fundamental essence.
"Hehe... hehe..." Lloris had completely transformed into a beast, his eyes flashing red flames as he struggled madly.
Without the suppression of Sun Fei's golden power, the terrifying power hidden within him began to surge again, his muscles bulging as if some monster was trying to break free from his skin and muscles.
finally--
Ding ding ding!
The anti-magic shackles binding Lloris's wrists and ankles sparked and groaned as they broke free. Instantly, Lloris regained his ability to move and fight. He grabbed the shackles around his neck and waist with both hands and pulled them lightly, tearing the steel shackles, which were engraved with anti-magic runes, as easily as tearing paper.
In the next instant, he roared and transformed into a streak of red light, lunging towards Sun Fei.
"Hmph!" Sun Fei leaned casually against the [ Throne of Chaotic Times ], his right hand supporting his chin, not moving an inch, only letting out a cold snort.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful force erupted from the white stone floor, pulling Lloris, who had been flying towards him like a streak of light, back to the ground. He was pinned to the ground with both hands and feet, unable to lift his head or move, struggling in agony.
On the platform extending from the [ Throne of Chaotic Times ], within the eighth rank, Sun Fei is an invincible being who controls heaven and earth, and can easily suppress any opponent with a single thought.
"Monster, why aren't you coming out?" Sun Fei shouted with unwavering authority, his eyes blazing with golden light.
Sure enough, Lloris's body emitted a series of bewitching red lights, and his entire body seemed to lose its texture and become transparent. Through the bewitching and eerie red light, it could be seen that there were actually two skeletons inside his body.
One of the paintings originally belonged to him; it was a natural creation.
The other skeleton... was thick and large, not white, but a strange blood-red color. It was like a soft gel, trembling and writhing, extremely terrifying. Like a maggot clinging to his bones, it was tightly attached to his flesh and bones, trying to slowly merge into Lloris's own skeleton.
A horrifying scene.
I'm very sorry it's late today.
Here's a long chapter, and another one will follow shortly.