Hail the King Chapter 1094

Chapter 1094: Dominating Strength (1) (Part One)

                                                                               

"Long live! Long live the king!"

"Hail the king!"

Many fully-armed Chambordian soldiers who had been silent on the defense wall of Chambord City reacted to this scene. They raised their weapons and cheered. Like an erupting volcano, the roars of close to 6,000 people far surpa.s.sed the noises made by the Barcelonans outside the city who were several times their number.

To every Chambordian, King Alexander was an invincible G.o.d in their minds.

As long as such a king was with them, regardless of what enemies they were facing, these brave Chambordians wouldn't back down one bit. Even if they were facing demons from h.e.l.l, they wouldn't retreat in fear.

They were willing to die for a king like this.

This was a level of fanaticism that was similar to a religion.

"King of Chambord!" Busquets said these three words slowly with emphasis, and his face turned serious. His peers around him also felt the pressure, and their expressions became grim.

Only the name 'Alexander' brought these people endless pressure.

Pedro still clearly remembered the Fist Spiritual Spatial Seal Array that was placed at the Bay of Byzantine. The golden sword energy array in the sky brought devastating casualties to the [Sea G.o.d's Spear], and Pedro still recalled how much effort it took him to decode and breakdown the array.

However, it was only the strength that the King of Chambord left there a year ago.

"Now facing this terrifying man, do we still have a chance to win?"

To people like Busquets and Alves, after conquering St. Petersburg, they heard one phrase so much that calluses were almost growing on their ears.

"King Alexander of Chambord will avenge us!"

This sentence came from [Red Beard] Granello who was half-dead and still being tortured right now, Second Prince Dominguez who died heroically for the empire, many civilians, soldiers, generals, and n.o.bles of Zenit who died in battle, and even the majestic Emperor Ya.s.sin whom the four demi-G.o.ds of Barcelona couldn't defeat.

It seemed like every single Zenitian believed that the King of Chambord had the ability to avenge them.

Now, this man who held all Zenitians' hopes finally appeared, and the way that he made his entrance was shocking.

With a slight push, he easily wiped out a four-winged battle angel whose combat strength was comparable to that of a G.o.d.

"How powerful is the King of Chambord?"

"Hahaha! You came just in time! I was afraid that you might run, but I'm pleased to see that you aren't going to be a timid turtle today. I'm going to completely kill you, a traitor of the Holy Church! I will let your evil believers see how you get torn apart by the four-winged battle angel, a G.o.dly warrior!"

Silver-robed Priest Infantino looked pale after he overused his strength, but he laughed without fear.

Different from others, he didn't see Fei as a threat.

After losing many times when fighting against Fei, Infantino thought that the Holy Church had a clear understanding of Fei's real strength.

"Oh? Really?" A mocking smile appeared on Fei's face, and he asked, "I'm looking forward to such a scene as well. However, who is the real traitor? You can't make that determination, and neither can Platini and Blatter, those two old dogs."

"Arrogance!" Infantino shouted with a vicious expression, "If Pope His Holiness' words don't count, then whose do?"

Fei smiled and replied, "Of course… my words!"

Bam!

Before he finished speaking, the king reached out his hand and lightly waved it.

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Chapter 1094: Dominating Strength (1) (Part Two)

                                                                               

Although no shocking energy dashed out, people felt like their vision blurred for a second.

When they re-concentrated their focus, they saw that the arrogant and proud silver-robed Priest Infantino was already crushed. Fei grabbed this priest by the neck, and it seemed like the King of Chambord was dragging a corpse.

"Sir…" the other demi-G.o.dly priest grasped.

With their strength, they didn't see how Infantino was taken down, and they weren't able to offer any a.s.sistance.

People like Busquets were shocked, and their faces changed color. Their mouths were wide open, and they didn't know what to say.

"Too terrifying! What kind of strength is this? From more than 1,000 meters away, he raised his arm and instantly seized a master who is at the peak of mid-tier Demi-G.o.d Realm… could it be that he is already a G.o.d?"

Almost in the next split-second, the supreme masters of Barcelona sensed intense danger, and they all pulled back for more than 2,000 meters just in case that Fei suddenly attacked again.

"You…" Infantino's face was bright red due to shame.

While hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides watched, Fei grabbed his neck as if he was a corpse in the air. Such great shame almost made this supreme, silver-robed priest puke up mouthfuls of blood.

Soon, such shame and anger turned into fear.

Infantino realized that Fei's hand was like a G.o.dly prison. Regardless of how Infantino tried to break free, he couldn't get away at all!

Buzz…

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides gasped.

Further away, a phenomenon occurred.

The four-winged battle angel that Fei knocked away finally slowly stabilized himself in the air. Instead of completely shattering and disappearing, he started to slowly self-repair.

The energy of light in the region rushed toward the four-winged battle angel as if it was a rising tide.

Those two-winged angels that fell during the battle with the magic puppets had already turned into ma.s.ses of the energy of light, and they all rushed toward the four-winged battle angel at this moment.

This wasn't the end of it. The rest of the over a dozen two-winged female battle angels were also sucked toward the four-winged battle angel, and their bodies broke and turned into streaks of silver energy before being completely absorbed.

In just a flash, the third pair of silver wings appeared on the back of the four-winged battle angel.

"This is… purification? The ability to absorb the energy of peers and purify ent.i.ties on the same level?"

These battle machines from Heaven had their unique and terrifying abilities.

"Evil! I sense intense evil!"

The six-winged battle angel was engulfed in a layer of eye-piercing light.

This energy flame should be holy and peaceful. However, due to the high temperature and radiation, it seemed vicious and terrifying.

This battle angel's voice no longer sounded mechanical; it was filled with murderous spirit and violence at this moment.

"Heretic G.o.d, release the believer of G.o.dly King of Light! Otherwise, you will be punished by light."

The presence of the six-winged battle angel made it seem like a real G.o.d descended in this world.

This sudden change turned the tables yet again.

On the ground, the Barcelonans' falling morale rose again, and excitement appeared on the faces of people like Busquets.

On the defense wall of Chambord City, people like Old Aryang, Brook, and Bast all held onto their breaths, and their hearts raced, feeling nervous for the king.

The person who was more anxious than these Chambordians was Piazon who was mixed in with the Barcelonans. He thought to himself, "King of Chambord, you must hold on! Please don't lose! Only you can avenge the Zenit Empire that went through many b.l.o.o.d.y tragedies!"

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