Hail the King

At this moment, the most outstanding legend in the Northern Territory, the founder of the Zenit Empire, fell from the clouds to the mortal world, from a god to a mortal with his own emotions

After the voice fell, the golden phantom shrank back into the scroll and disappeared

Krystal stayed where he was in disbelief, his eyes glazed over, and he fell into a state of confusion

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Indistinguishable emotions instantly flooded him like a tide, suffocating him

"No, father... Pfft" He opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of shocking blood, fell to the ground with his head up, and passed out

In the hall, there was a terrible silence

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Alexander, pay homage to His Majesty Alexander..." The two ministers who had defected before knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Fei with flattery on their faces.

Fei's expression was indifferent: "A thing like you is also worthy of paying homage to this king?"

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Bang

The two flattering ministers exploded instantly like blown balloons. The blood plasma and bone fragments turned into red mist before they landed on the ground and completely disappeared into the air.

Dozens of other ministers were frightened and paralyzed in place

One by one, the feces and urine flowed together, and they dared not stand up, nor did they dare to kneel, they bent over and stood in place, looking terrified

Some of the more timid ones were so frightened that they passed out

Fei didn't pay attention to them anymore

He rested his chin on his right hand, looked a little tired, and squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was waiting for something

outside the palace

The roars and growls grew louder, mixed with the screams and wailing of the Barcelona people

With the help of the silver crystal war spirit in Chambord City and other strong men, the Barcelona army of less than 50,000 stationed in the imperial capital has no power to resist at all.

It is conceivable what kind of means those Zenit civilians, who are extremely angry, will use to deal with these demons who burned their houses and slaughtered their relatives. Relief

After the angry flame is ignited, the power that erupts is absolutely terrifying

At such a speed, I am afraid that St. Petersburg will return to the control of the Zenit before it gets dark

time goes by slowly

Outside the palace, the turmoil of angry voices finally gradually decreased.

In the sky, a round of red sun is like blood, sprinkled with red light, illuminating the earth, and coating the broken city walls and collapsed statues of St. Petersburg with the color of running water.

that is at this time

In the sky, there were bursts of bursts of explosions, like rolling thunder, resounding through the earth

Then, in the blood-colored sky, dozens of figures swaying suddenly appeared

The energy of fierce battles destroys everything in the sky

Ten minutes later, these figures slowly landed towards the ground, impartially, and happened to land in Zenit Imperial Palace, the main hall where Fei was located

The silhouette is divided into two sets

Surrounded by the strong Dagras Mastiff and Basturk, the Hell Demon Armor, twenty silver spar war spirits

In the middle, there are Busquez, Alves, Pedro and Mascherano, with panicked looks, weak and disordered breath, torn clothes, and ashen faces.

"Is it finally here?"

Sun Fei sat on the throne of the empire,

Condescending, looking down at the four extreme powerhouses, his tone is cold, full of trembling power

Busquez took a deep breath, with complex lights shining in his eyes, he stepped forward lightly, and said word by word: "Alexander"

Fei Fei nodded: "It's me"

"Unexpectedly, Busquez traveled across the Western Regions, and stepped into a desperate situation in a remote and small country like Zenit in the Northern Region"

Busquez calmed down slowly, slowly circulated all the strength in his body, trying his best to recover his strength, delaying time, and then said: "It's just that although you are very strong, you may kill us, but you still can't save Ze Nit, because, you are not yet Messi's opponent, because he has already..."

"Oh, correct me a little bit." Fei Fei looked down at the four strong men from Barcelona, ​​shook his head and said, "It's not that I might kill you, but today, I must kill you. Do you think I will let you go?" Go back?"

"Then you have to pay a sufficient price. It is not a simple matter to want four demigod-level powerhouses to fall."

Having said that, Busquez is already fighting furiously

Although he is an extremely strong man who tends to be strategic, his real combat power is not weak at all. After being cornered, he can still erupt with terrifying power

"Really?" Fei suddenly stood up

As he stood up, an indescribable pressure suddenly spread from his body

Busquez and the others all changed their faces drastically, their figures swayed, and the fighting spirit on their bodies flickered frantically

Because the aura on Fei's body began to climb continuously, as if there was no end, it rose sharply and crazily, and climbed past the peak of the middle-level demigod level in an instant, and still did not stop, improving at a fast speed

The aura of power that is so majestic and vast that even demigod-level powerhouses feel terrified spreads from Fei's body like a hurricane

So that Busquez and others had to fully use their own power to fight against

At a certain moment, Busquez and Pedro felt like monkeys being crushed under the boulder, and they might be crushed into pieces by this terrible momentum at any time

But what makes them terrified is that the momentum of Chambord City is still rising, and there is still no end, and it still hasn't stopped

In the blink of an eye, this power has reached the peak state of demigod level

"This...how...how is it possible?"

Busquez's knees have begun to bend involuntarily, drops of sweat dripping from the back of his forehead

The bodies of the four Barcelona extreme powerhouses could no longer straighten up. They were bent and crooked by the terrible pressure permeating the air. bend down slowly

"Roar, fight hard"

Among the four, Mascherano was the first to take the shot

If King Chambord's aura continues to rise, they will not even have a chance to make a move in less than a few tens of seconds, let alone defeating or escaping.

The orange-yellow energy was as viscous as a liquid, and it was pulled out from under the ground. Mascherano was shining with dazzling flames, and a huge yellow ancient giant bear totem transformed from behind him, as if fused, contain him in the body

There were bursts of bear roars like the roar of a demon god in the hall

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