As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and the newlyweds, having tasted the sweetness of new love, were deeply in love and indulged each other. Sun Fei had been away for over half a month, and in reality, the two were still in the honeymoon phase.
Angela is the kind of girl who is usually very well-behaved and shy, like a clear mountain spring. Just one look at her smile is enough to Cleansing one's soul.
No matter when, even when he was alone with Sun Fei, he was as docile and passive as a little white rabbit, delicate and shy, the kind of reaction typical of a girl who is as pure as water and as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.
However, what puzzled Sun Fei the most was that once Angela fell in love, she would immediately enter an extremely strange state, becoming exceptionally hot and proactive, with seductive eyes, instantly transforming from a shy little white flower into a stunningly sexy Goddess, her entire body exuding indescribable allure.
In this state, Angela is incredibly charming. She doesn't even need to do anything; a single glance is enough to ignite Sun Fei's body and make Sun Fei completely fall for her.
At this point, Angela, having clearly been longing for him for over ten days, immediately fell in love.
Her smooth, delicate hands, like jade carvings, were fair and slender. Her wrists moved gracefully, gently sliding down Sun Fei's shoulder. His white robe was unfastened, revealing the King's well-defined muscles. Angela's eyes shone with a bright tenderness as she boldly lifted her sky-blue skirt, gently placing it around Sun Fei's waist. She leaned slightly forward, her thick, fragrant hair, like ink-black clouds, cascading like a waterfall or the most beautiful silk, dancing in the air...
Fortunately, the King's tent was a magical tent that isolated all sound and smell; otherwise, that series of dreamlike moans, enough to arouse the desires of any man, would have echoed throughout the entire camp.
This wasn't the first time Sun Fei had done this with Angela.
But every time, it felt like the first time.
Moreover, Sun Fei felt very relaxed and satisfied when he was with Angela, because most of the time, it was Her Highness the Queen who took the initiative to serve the King.
The usually gentle and charming Goddess, at this moment, let down her shy defenses and transformed into a passionate and unrestrained flame. She straddled Sun Fei's waist, her flawless body, as if carved from white jade, flushed a faint pink with passion. Her body was burning hot, like a knight galloping wildly, and she uttered a dreamy murmur.
Her supple waist swayed vigorously and violently, like undulating waves. Her long black hair fell down, partially obscuring her two tender pink mounds, which were glimpsed intermittently. The full, plump breasts were crystal clear and unreal in their beauty, swaying violently up and down with the rise and fall of her body. Amidst her hoarse and beautiful moans, her breathtaking beauty almost dazzled Sun Fei's eyes, as if a white mist was dancing in the air.
Seeing Angela's dazed eyes, her pearly white teeth gently biting her luscious red lips, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure, Sun Fei felt as if his whole body was about to explode. His lower body was enveloped in that warm, moist embrace, as if there was a suction force that even a Great Sun-Rank Venerable couldn't resist, pulling Sun Fei's soul into it.
Inside the grand tent, spring's beauty was boundless.
The next moment, Sun Fei suddenly stood up, grabbed the two restless, throbbing mounds of flesh with both hands, turned around, and almost roughly pinned the stunning woman who had been riding him to the ground beneath him, about to lean down...
Just then, a deafening roar suddenly came from outside, as if a thousand troops were trampling the earth, or as if a tsunami or a landslide was occurring.
The sound was so loud that it even penetrated the magic tent.
The earth trembled, and the islands seemed to fall silent.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill all these clueless bastards!" Sun Fei gritted his teeth.
He instantly understood what was happening— the Sea Clan had chosen this moment to launch their attack. Hundreds of thousands of low-level Sea Clan were simultaneously attacking this isolated island. Anyone with a brain could imagine the scene. Sun Fei had been eager to test the strength of Chambord City with a major battle, but at this very moment, he had lost his temper!
Damn it, I haven't even ejaculated yet!
In his excitement, Sun Fei's mind was filled with profanities. Just as he was about to do something, Angela's arms were already wrapped around his neck, her eyes were seductive, her breath sweet, and her red lips slightly parted. "Continue..."
When Sun Fei emerged from the King's tent, looking refreshed, the battle on the beach had been going on for at least half an hour.
Endless low-level Sea Clan, like swarms of locusts, emerged from the sea and rushed towards the camp. A black torrent covered the sea, and under the boundless darkness, their ferocious roars and howls were as if the gates of Hell had been opened in an instant, and endless demons had descended to earth. The earth trembled and the sea cried out in despair!
The camp in Chambord City was ablaze with various colors of light and flame.
By this time, the various magic circles and traps on the beach had been filled in by the fearless Sea Clan with the corpses of their companions. However, a hilly area beyond the beach was like a death line, which the Sea Clan could not cross no matter how crazy they were.
Because there, torrents of golden power, like golden dragons traversing time and space, would appear in the night sky from time to time. No matter how powerful the Sea Clan were, when they encountered these golden flames, they would instantly turn into blood foam and disappear into the world!
The Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint with the power of Great Sun-Rank Venerable, is etched into the void.
This was a deadly move that Sun Fei had planned long ago!
No matter how crazy these lowly Sea Clan were, they were like moths drawn to a flame, destined to die.
Such a gap cannot be bridged by sheer numbers.
At the same time, the people of Chambord did not remain passive, but instead launched a counterattack.
The elite Urban Management squads of Chambord City were divided into columns with different functions, each consisting of ten people. Led by the three Gold Saint, Torres, Pierce, Drogba, and Oleg, they crossed the dividing line and, like sharp knives, parted the Black Torrent, carrying out a merciless slaughter.
The results of rigorous military training, along with Chambord City's powerful weaponry, were on full display at this moment.
The four powerful figures, their bodies shimmering with light, illuminated the night sky. Like four unshakable reefs, they used the V-shaped terrain of the hills to divide the surging tide of low-level Sea Clan into five streams. When these five Sea Clan armies passed these four figures, at least half of them would be reduced to nothing, and then they would be attacked and killed by the Urban Management team.
Each Urban Management officer is around Three-Star Class in strength.
Their black armor shone brightly, its unique design conforming to the biomechanics of human joints, protecting every vital part of the Urban Management. Even if they were directly hit by the claws and weapons of the Sea Clan, it would only leave a shallow white mark, difficult to tear, and would also minimize the force of the recoil.
The Urban Management soldiers, in a state of combat, wore expressionless black masks. Under the gloom of blood and war, they were exceptionally terrifying, like a group of killing gods walking in the realm of death. Only a pair of calm yet murderous eyes were visible. They wielded their weapons like silent Black Lightning sweeping across the night sky. Their coordination was extremely tacit, swiftly and skillfully reaping the lives of the Sea Clan.
The Urban Management officers were divided into groups of ten, each with ten different weapons and ten different fighting styles. When they worked together, their actual combat power was not much different from that of an eight- or nine- Star Class expert.
This is a group of extremely efficient life harvesters.
Their performance far exceeded Sun Fei's expectations. Under the onslaught of the surging Sea Clan army, they intercepted 99% of the enemies in front of them. The low-level Sea Clan that swarmed in were like pieces of fragile tofu, breaking apart in front of them!
The university students have not yet joined the fight.
After all, they were not professional soldiers and had not undergone high-intensity military training. If they were hastily thrown into battle, they would suffer huge losses. Under the arrangement of Torres and others, they merely watched the battle unfold from a distance, separated by the torrent of power imprinted in the void by His King King's Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint.
The Sea Clan ' corpses piled up like hills.
In less than an hour, at least tens of thousands of low-level Sea Clan were killed here. Green blood soaked the earth, and white bone fragments and black limbs flowed like mud across the land, flowing back into the sea along the low-lying terrain...
Every minute, every second, countless low-level Sea Clan of all kinds of strange appearances perish outside the camp in Chambord City.
But even more low-ranking Sea Clan warriors leaped out of the water and charged forward recklessly.
This is what makes Sea Clan so terrifying.
They can make sacrifices without restraint, using sheer numbers to compensate for any shortcomings in individual strength or organizational discipline, and crush all the strong with an endless stream of mediocre individuals.
At this point, Sun Fei began to suspect that the terrifying alien race that destroyed the civilization of gods and demons, as recorded in the [ Doomsday Diary ] of the Dwarf Clan King, might actually refer to the Sea Clan, as the two shared too many similarities!
One hour later.
Torres and the other four Moon Class powerhouses handled the situation with ease, effortlessly slaughtering and reaping the swarming Sea Clan.
The Urban Management soldiers behind them, even though protected by their magical armor and not seriously injured, were also nearly exhausted. This kind of high-intensity combat is extremely taxing on a person's physical strength and energy.
Amidst the resounding bugle calls, the second wave of well-prepared Urban Management soldiers charged out of the camp, taking over from their comrades and beginning a new round of slaughter.
Among the Urban Management who were replaced, some were inevitably injured after this great battle, but none of them were serious, and no one died in battle. The university students who had been watching immediately organized a magic healing team and, together with the kingdom's physicians, treated the warriors as quickly as possible.
All of this was arranged by Sun Fei in advance.
Everything is proceeding smoothly.
The situation is currently in a state of equilibrium.
However, as time went by, the large Sea Clan army gradually seemed to gain the upper hand.
In addition to the frontal assault, a large number of the Sea Clan flanked the camp from the sides, surrounding the camp in Chambord City. At the same time, even more Urban Management guards guarded the camp from all four sides in the same manner, keeping the Sea Clan a kilometer away from the camp!
Suddenly, ancient warships appeared on the distant sea.
These warships clearly possess the same diving capabilities as the Chambord City's Reverse Whale Warship, breaking through the surface of the water and emerging from the seabed. These warships all look extremely ancient, with hulls resembling rusted green copper, as if they had been submerged in water for tens of thousands of years, and some seaweed that can only be found in the deep sea is hanging from them!
The warship retained an extremely ancient style, and was filled with figures of all sizes.
Most of these figures resembled humans, clearly belonging to advanced Sea Clan. Each of them exuded an extremely powerful aura, and their cultivation level in [ Sea Power ] had all reached the strength of a human Moon Class expert, which was extremely terrifying.
These figures surrounded a slender woman like stars around the moon.
This woman is a product of pure human imagination, with a graceful figure, curvaceous and incredibly alluring. She wears a tight-fitting golden battle suit and wields a golden trident-shaped scepter that is over three meters long. Her long purple hair almost touches the ground, and she wears an exquisite golden mask. Only her deep purple pupils radiate a cold light that is not of human origin, indicating that she is actually a high-ranking Sea Clan of noble blood!
The high-ranking members of the Sea Clan have finally appeared!
Standing atop the ancient bronze warship, wielding a trident and golden scepter, this woman seemed like a deity overlooking the world. Two beams of purple light shot from her eyes, traversing the distance of time and space, ignoring the ongoing battle, ignoring the countless corpses of low-level Sea Clan who had perished in the fight. Her gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced through the golden imprint of the Great Sun-Rank Venerable's fist intent in the void, projecting it towards Sun Fei's figure!
Sun Fei sensed something was amiss.
His sword-like eyebrows slanted sharply, and with a thought, golden beams of light shot from his eyes, meeting the purple gaze head-on.
In an instant, the gazes of the two kings met in the pitch-black night sky.
When gold and purple meet, they instantly spark countless flames.
A smile, like that of an eagle or a falcon, curved at the corners of Sun Fei's mouth.
This woman in the golden mask, who looked down upon the world, must be the supreme princess of the Fragrant Sea Region Sea Clan in the memories of those two powerful Mad Shark Clan. It's unexpected that the ruler of the billions of the Sea Clan in the Fragrant Sea Region is such a woman who doesn't look very old. However, if converted to human years, this woman must be at least several thousand years old?
Very well, we'll meet this Sea Clan king today.
Two-in-one.