"Those who will kill you!"
The black-robed youth with his eyes tightly closed exuded killing intent, like a sharp longsword. There was no trace of Dou Qi or magical fluctuation on his body, just like an ordinary person, yet he could stand steadily in the void. This scene exceeded the rationality of martial arts and broke through the limits of everyone's imagination.
As the black-robed youth with his eyes closed finished speaking, there was no explosive burst of Dou Qi aura, nor the dazzling and deadly magic, but rather an extremely strange power, like elusive air, exuding an extremely dangerous feeling, causing the many powerful figures opposite him to pound their hearts.
Bang!
The familiar cracking sound rang out.
Red and white brain matter splattered everywhere like trampled mud.
Despite being extremely wary, the young powerhouse O'Henry, who had previously been arrogant and boastful but lacked real strength, followed in the footsteps of the Bootlicker Zeman. His eyes flashed with disbelief, and then his head exploded like a watermelon struck by a giant hammer, splattering blood and flesh, and his cold body fell limply to the ground.
Killing people is as easy as pulling weeds!
"What kind of power is this? It's terrifying!"
"It's impossible to guard against!"
"This isn't a human power? Just who is this boy in black?"
"It's neither magic nor Dou Qi, could it be the power of a god?"
The Moon Class experts, who had been full of confidence and eager to storm into Chambord City and plunder it, were now like frightened old hens, utterly terrified and distraught, retreating like a receding tide and creating distance between themselves.
They were all experts in martial arts and magic, who had comprehended the laws of heaven and earth, and possessed sharp eyes that were difficult to be intimidated. However, when they encountered a power they had never seen before, which was beyond their comprehension, they were immediately filled with dread.
"This is... Spiritual Power!"
Albelda, a powerful Great Sun-Rank Venerable, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
With his profound martial arts skills, extensive knowledge, and sharp eyes, he finally figured out the power attribute of the handsome young man in black before him after careful observation.
Spiritual Power is an extremely rare power, requiring exceptionally high standards from its practitioners. One must possess specific talent, encounter extraordinary circumstances, and receive guidance from renowned masters to achieve mastery. The demands are extremely stringent. This explains why martial arts and magic flourish on the Azeroth Continent, but Spiritual Power practitioners are few and far between. To encounter such a rare Spiritual Power Spiritual Power today, especially one who has reached the Moon Class, is truly a pleasant surprise.
As they were talking, another unexpected event occurred.
Suddenly, Oliveira, a mercenary-looking Moon Class expert, cried out in alarm from afar. He spat out a jet of blood, his face pale, his body swaying as if he had been severely injured. Half of his face was almost caved in, and several shocking indentations appeared on his chest. It seemed that he had been struck by countless terrifying forces in an instant and was seriously injured, almost unable to stand in the void any longer.
This Oliveira was also one of the Moon Class powerhouses who had been spouting nonsense earlier.
Clearly, following Zeman and O'Henry, he now received special attention from the handsome young man in black.
Because of Albelda's shout, the Moon Class experts now knew what kind of power they were facing. Although they were no longer as panicked as before, they were still terrified by the bizarre, unpredictable, and Avoid attack.
"Who are you? Who exactly are you? Why are you our enemy? Is there some misunderstanding?"
The sudden appearance of the enemy revealed their immense strength. The aggressive invaders were in high spirits. Among them, a Moon Class expert couldn't help but raise his voice in fear and question.
"A misunderstanding?" The handsome young man in black kept his eyes tightly closed, seemingly unwilling to witness the ugly faces before him. His tone was sharp as he said, "I am Deisler, the Virgo Gold Saint of the Twelve Golden Holy Palaces Saint under the King of Chambord. Do you think there could be any misunderstanding?"
" Gold Saint?"
"Or just one of them?"
"Are they the rioters from Chambord?"
"They're from Chambord City. No wonder... Could those legends be true? Is it really true that King of Chambord Alexander has twelve incredibly powerful and unpredictable warriors under his command? How... is that possible?"
The Moon Class experts were in an uproar.
Some of the more astute individuals have gradually begun to realize the seriousness of the situation.
If the warriors under the King of Chambord are all this powerful, then achieving their goal will be extremely difficult, and they might even face mortal danger. Moreover, everything before them indicates that the people of Chambord already knew their whereabouts and were prepared. The fact that they dared to intercept them halfway under such circumstances shows that the people of Chambord have full confidence in their strength, and also shows that they are not taken seriously by the people of Chambord.
This group of people is nothing but a bunch of sycophants. Although they are all Moon Class experts, they are just a mob when they are put together. Faced with an unexpected crisis, most of them are considering retreating.
Albelda, a powerful Great Sun-Rank Venerable, sensed this trend and knew he could no longer remain silent. He had to boost morale, and he roared, "Hmph, a few clowns dare to stop us? Even if that traitorous King of Chambord came today, he would die! Spiritual Power may be strange, but it's just a lowly power eliminated by history, a heretical path. What's so scary about it? Let me kill you first, then I'll go and slaughter all those so-called twelve Gold Saint!"
After he finished speaking, streaks of azure light, like wildly growing vines, surged out from his body, forming green waves that bound the handsome young man in black, Deisler.
Bang bang bang!
A series of loud explosions erupted in the air.
Virgo Deisler raised his eyebrows, and the void seemed to suddenly solidify, erecting invisible, transparent walls. However, these walls could not stop the serpentine blue vines. The Space Barrier shattered like a mirror, and the green vines swept towards Deisler with lightning speed.
Deisler's body swayed repeatedly, his brows furrowed, and waves of invisible Power of God surged out, forming new Spiritual Power Barrier.
He was originally a young man from the Blood Sin Island in the Fragrant Sea Region, a descendant of heroes, but he lost his Glory and all his relatives in the chaos of the Sea Clan. However, he was rescued by Sun Fei in a moment of crisis and taught a secret technique of Spiritual Power. From a powerless boy, he leaped to the Moon Class expert. Such kindness was nothing short of a second life. Deisler had long regarded Sun Fei as a father and brother, someone he would protect even at the cost of his life. Hearing these Moon Class experts speak rudely and insultingly, he was already filled with murderous intent. Therefore, he had just killed Zeman and O'Henry one after another, and almost crippled Oliveira, which shocked him on the spot.
This was Deisler's first battle since he had mastered some of the secret techniques of Spiritual Power.
He was only at the Mid-Tier New Moon Class Seventh Stage, yet he defeated three powerful opponents in succession, demonstrating the terrifying and unpredictable nature of his Spiritual Power to the fullest extent. He truly deserved the title of Gold Saint of Chambord City and was worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with established Chambord powerhouses such as Drogba, Pierce, and Lampard.
However, although the Spiritual Power was strange, the gap in strength and realm between him and Great Sun-Rank Venerable was simply too great. One after another, the mental Barrier were destroyed by the vines transformed from the blue light. In the blink of an eye, the sharp green vines with barbs were about to touch Deisler's forehead.
It rained heavily in Lanzhou last night, and I couldn't leave the hospital because of it, so I couldn't update.
I will add the two chapters from yesterday today.
More updates to come.