Death's scythe had already gripped the necks of Zenit's six strongest warriors in an instant; with just a slight pull, all six would perish.
Others, however, could not see this.
Materazzi and Sutton had fierce expressions and were filled with indignation. They wanted to shout and condemn the despicable act, but they were locked in place by the opponent's aura and could not speak. Drogba and the other three, on the other hand, were fearless and did not even struggle to resist the sword energy that was attacking them, as if they had something to rely on.
Sure enough, in the next instant, just as the six sword energies were about to blast into the six people's bodies, six transparent and invisible energies appeared from nowhere and blocked them in front of the six people at the last second.
In the blink of an eye, twelve terrifying forces, imperceptible to outsiders, began their silent duel. Streams of hidden energy flowed in all directions, their danger surging like dark waves; a single misstep could unleash a devastating storm.
Finally, after about ten seconds of evenly matched grinding and tearing, all the force dissipated.
The six powerful figures felt the pain that had made their skin ache and their bones feel like they were being pierced by thousands of steel needles finally disappear. Their backs were drenched in sweat, and they were on the verge of collapse. They knew that they had just had a close dance with death, the brutality of which was beyond description.
"I wonder which reclusive, unparalleled expert secretly assisted us?"
Sutton and Materazzi both felt a surge of relief and a glimmer of hope.
If a top-tier expert capable of withstanding D'Alessandro had stood on Zenit's side, the Empire might have escaped this calamity today. Otherwise, even though the six of them had previously killed six Moon Class experts from the opposing side, it was merely a temporary fix and could not change the final outcome.
In the sky.
D'Alessandro's pupils contracted, his heart filled with shock.
"How could such a powerful expert be hidden within the Zenit camp? This is impossible! Even in the entire Northern Region, there couldn't be anyone strong enough to rival me. I remember before I descended the mountain, my master said that in this vast world, only a handful of old monsters could truly fight me!"
Barely suppressing the shock in his heart, D'Alessandro remained outwardly calm, his gaze sweeping across the city walls, trying to find the person who had secretly made the move, but to no avail. There wasn't even Moon Class expert on the walls of Saint Petersburg, let alone Great Sun-Rank Venerable who could pose a threat to him.
He carefully recalled the scene just now and vaguely felt that the strength of the person who made the move in the dark was probably below his own, which put his mind at ease.
"You, you, you... all six of you, step in and kill those giant rats for me..." D'Alessandro decided to try again. He selected six Moon Class experts beside him. These six were stronger than the six Zenit experts opposite them, and killing them one-on-one shouldn't be a problem. However, in the next instant, he suddenly changed his mind and waved his hand, saying, "All of you attack together. Dealing with such a bunch of ignorant rats, there's no need to abide by the rules of martial arts duels!"
These were exactly the words that the sixteen Moon Class experts had been waiting for.
Since you, D'Alessandro, as the second disciple of the Continent Martial Saint, don't mind the humiliation of ganging up on others, then we naturally don't care. In any case, preserving our own lives is the most important thing. We're here to plunder treasures and magic stones, not to risk our lives.
Whoosh whoosh!
Sixteen Moon Class experts charged towards the opposite side like hungry locusts.
"Shameless! Despicable!"
"Where has the dignity of martial artists gone? Shameless, utterly shameless!"
On the city walls, whether ordinary soldiers or high-ranking nobles, everyone who witnessed this scene roared in anger. In the Azeroth Continent, where the strong are respected and warriors are supreme, such a sight was absolutely despicable.
However, the condemnation of the weak is pale and powerless.
Everything was in vain.
"Hahaha, come on, I'm going to have a big slaughter today!"
Drogba and Pierce remained fearless, instead bursting into excited laughter. Waves of extremely strange, distant, profound, mysterious, and ancient Summon aura emanated from them, and a pale golden square box spun around and manifested from within their bodies.
This is the Cloth of the second-generation Gold Saint, evolved after the [ Madman's Laboratory ].
The box opened automatically, radiating thousands of golden rays. A magnificent golden bull and a golden goat with horns curved like knives galloped out of the box, then disintegrated into countless golden specks of light, which flew towards Drogba and Pierce like swallows returning to their nests.
Amidst a burst of golden light, golden specks transformed into various components of the golden armor, enveloping the two massive, burly men like lightning. In the blink of an eye, a strangely designed set of golden armor, surging with mysterious power, appeared on their bodies.
This golden armor, in both its design and structure, is unlike any other style of armor known on the Azeroth Continent. It tightly covers every vital part and joint of the human body, yet it does not appear bulky or heavy. Instead, it seems to be an integral part of the human body, full of artistic flair and beauty. The two Chambord men from Chambord, clad in the golden armor, seem to have instantly transformed into Demon God, their bodies towering and unapproachable.
In an instant, the power fluctuations emanating from the two powerful figures surged like rockets.
The space behind the two instantly darkened, like a vast and mysterious universe, captivating all who beheld it. Suddenly, stars shimmering with brilliant silver light began to twinkle, forming the patterns of Taurus and Capricorn, transforming into totems and imprinting themselves on the backs of the two powerful figures.
This sudden and bizarre scene was beyond human comprehension, causing the world to lose its color and leaving everyone in the world speechless.
No one—including D'Alessandro —could understand or know what this scene meant.
Almost simultaneously, Inzaghi and Deisler on the other side also completed the same Cloth Summon.
Inzaghi Summon the Gemini Gold Cloth, wearing a strange human-faced armor. No one noticed that four barely perceptible shadows were hidden behind him, disappearing in a flash.
However, Deisler Summon the Virgo's Gold Cloth. He sat cross-legged in the void, holding a string of golden prayer beads in his hands, his eyes closed, and softly chanting a strange melody, as if in a trance, as if in a dream.
In comparison, Sutton and Materazzi paled in comparison. Both had just finished a fierce battle and their Dou Qi had not yet fully recovered. Sutton was better off, as he had the Dou Weapon given to him by Sun Fei. With full force, his momentum soared, and Materazzi had no choice but to bite the bullet and meet the challenge head-on!
Boom boom boom boom boom!
In an instant, a deafening explosion of energy collided and shattered, resounding throughout the entire world.
The six strongest Zenit warriors faced off against sixteen Moon Class invaders. Neither side held back, unleashing deadly attacks from the outset, displaying their strongest power. In the instant of close combat, the four warriors clad in Gold Cloth displayed an unbelievable fighting style, almost instantly obliterating one of their opponents...
Almost simultaneously, a golden streak of light shot out from within Saint Petersburg, carrying power far exceeding that of the four Gold Saint. A man in his thirties with a resolute face, long fiery hair, and golden armor, his entire body gleaming with golden light, forcefully plunged into the battle with unparalleled might!
Third update.