This handsome, ethereal young man with long black Aura was none other than Philip Inzaghi, Sun Fei's former chief disciple in the slums of Hot Springs Pass, who possessed an extremely strange ability to hide and Concealment himself, and who cultivated the way of the assassin.
His figure resembled a wisp of black smoke or a bolt of Black Lightning, nimbly weaving through the crowd at a speed surpassing even the speed of light. Wherever he passed, screams of terror and blood spurted out. Moon Class experts screamed and retreated in terror, bearing potentially fatal wounds.
"He's there..."
"Don't be afraid, surround him! Once the assassin reveals his presence, he's as vulnerable as a fox caught in the hunt, no longer a threat. Everyone, don't be afraid, attack together and kill him!"
"Let's attack together, with all our might!"
Various Dou Qi and magical flames flickered in the air. After a brief moment of panic, the Moon Class experts finally calmed down and, relying on their superior numbers, began to organize a counterattack.
These people are, after all, martial arts giants. Although their character is despicable, they are still at the Moon Class and have considerable combat experience.
Amidst the crowd, a magician chanted incantations loudly, and strange Magic Power spread out, gradually making the air as viscous as a swamp. This was an extremely sophisticated high-level magic, including Swamp Spell, Viscosity Spell, Body Weighting Spell, and Spatial Binding Spell, which was being unleashed like a storm upon the lightning-like black figure in the air.
The black figure indeed slowed down considerably, like a snail stuck in a swamp.
"Hahaha, we've got him! Let's all attack together and obliterate him to ashes!"
Amidst the maniacal laughter, the martial artists unleashed their unique skills, unleashing terrifying power that relentlessly and indiscriminately bombarded and annihilated them!
Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In the next instant, forces of various colors and attributes collided from all directions, triggering a series of chain explosions. Violent energy fluctuations shot out in all directions, instantly engulfing the void within a few hundred meters.
"Success!"
"With this level of energy fluctuation, this Chambord man is doomed!"
Seeing their success, the Moon Class experts cheered. The enemy didn't seem as strong as they had imagined, and the Chambord people weren't invincible monsters. Moreover, there were only four of them, putting them at a disadvantage. Everything seemed to have become clear.
The Moon Class experts' confidence soared, and they shifted their ill-intentioned gazes to the remaining Chambord experts.
"Haha, the Chambord people are nothing special. Don't be afraid, everyone, let's attack together and kill them! Lord D'Alessandro will surely reward us!" Someone in the crowd cheered excitedly, and a group of people grinned maliciously.
At that moment, on the opposite side, among the remaining Chambord powerhouses, a handsome, chestnut-haired divine master who had been standing with his arms crossed in the distance in the void revealed a hint of pity in his bright eyes as he looked at the group of Moon Class powerhouses as if they were a bunch of fools.
In the next instant, another change occurred.
The Moon Class expert who had been hiding in the crowd and making a fuss suddenly showed an incredulous look in his eyes. A wisp of black light flashed by, and an icy sensation came uncontrollably from his throat and heart. The power in his body poured out like a flood that had burst its banks, and there was no way to stop it.
Looking down, he saw streaks of bright red blood seeping from a small, heart-shaped wound on his neck and near his heart!
Life vanished in an instant, the cold body plummeting towards the ground.
He's not dead!
"How is this possible!"
"Impossible, he's still alive? Is he some kind of unkillable monster?"
Panic and disbelief spread like wildfire through the crowd, like a virus that was difficult to contain.
"Hahahaha, a bunch of ignorant clowns! You dare to oppose my king? You dare to trespass on the borders of my Kingdom of Chambord? You don't even know the meaning of death! Today, under the cold blade of [ Touch of the Yellow Springs ], there will be no place for you ignorant, shameless, and ungrateful bastards!"
That terrifying, familiar laughter rang out, like the Summon of death, and the dreaded Black Lightning reappeared.
Blood spurted out, and screams rang out again.
The Moon Class powerhouses in the sky, like rice husks in a hurricane, scrambled to Avoid the falling debris, their souls trembling and their spirits broken. Although this Chambord assassin's strength was not overwhelmingly powerful, his movements were unpredictable and elusive, appearing and disappearing like ghosts, making him extremely difficult to deal with!
Boom boom boom!!!!!
At the same time, a deafening explosion came from above. The two powerful Great Sun-Rank Venerable had already broken through the sky and entered a higher void. The intense battle and the energy fluctuations it emitted were terrifying and frightening. It was unknown who would win.
"You two, stop standing around watching the show and join forces to take care of these bastards. Lord Brook has ordered us to get to the capital as soon as possible!"
Inzaghi, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, said with dissatisfaction.
In the distance, the silent Deisler struck again, activating his Spiritual Power technique. In an instant, Moon Class experts froze, their faces contorted in pain. At that very moment, Inzaghi's Black Lightning figure swept past them, taking their lives.
Deisler and Inzaghi, these two masters, worked together flawlessly; they were a perfect match!
"Alas, may God forgive my hands stained with Bloody. Garcia's sword kills to protect life, to slay sins, not to kill people!" The young, handsome priest with chestnut hair had a holy and compassionate expression, but he showed no mercy in his attack.
A pair of enormous, silvery-white wings, conjured from Holy Power, instantly stretched out from Garcia's back. The patterns on each white feather were clearly visible, as if they were alive. The wingspan exceeded one hundred meters, emanating a terrifying aura of Holy Power as vast as an abyss, making the young divine master appear like an angel or deity descended to earth, sacred and inviolable.
Wings of Divine Grace!
This is one of the young master Garcia's signature moves.
In the next instant, the handsome divine master let out a clear shout, and countless white holy feathers fell, instantly transforming into indestructible light swords that struck down the panicked Moon Class powerhouses in the sky!
"Ah..."
"No, help!"
"Spare me! I was wrong, I surrender..."
Blood rained down from the sky, accompanied by screams and pleas for mercy.
Garcia had long been at the Upper-Stage Half Moon Class, and his strength was even above Inzaghi and Deisler. In Chambord City, apart from His Majesty the King and a few Great Sun-Rank Venerable experts, among the Moon Class experts, only Frank Lampard, the former number one expert in Chambord and now the Leo Gold Saint, was above him. Therefore, as soon as Garcia made his move, the situation immediately became one-sided!
Third update.
Hehe, while my wife is asleep in the hospital room, I came out to find time to write and update. To be honest, I've been very tired and exhausted these past few days, both physically and mentally. I just want to sleep, but as long as I can keep going, I'll keep writing.
Because I must persevere, no matter how tired I am.