Hail the King Chapter 1104

Chapter 1104: Unimaginable Presence (Part One)

At this moment, the incredibly talented and legendary creator of Zenit fell to the mortal world from Heaven; he turned from a G.o.d into an ordinary person who had normal emotions.

As soon as Emperor Ya.s.sin's image said that, he dashed back into the scroll and disappeared.

Chrystal stood where he was and felt incredulous. His eyes lost focus, and he fell into a chaotic state.

Resentment? Shock? Or hatred?

A bunch of emotions overflowed Chrystal's mind. He couldn't separate the emotions, and he felt suffocated.

"No, Father… puff!" Chrystal spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, losing his consciousness.

The Royal Palace was now extremely quiet; it felt deadly.

"Your Majesty! Alexander Your Majesty! Greetings…" Those two officials who jumped ship first kneeled on the ground with flattering expressions, and they kowtowed toward Fei.

Fei's expression was cold, and he said, "Are people like you qualified to pay respect to me?"

Boom!

Before Fei could finish, the two officials who were kneeling exploded like overinflated balloons. Before their flesh and bones could drop on the ground, they all turned into red mist and disappeared into the air.

The other dozens of officials were terrified, and they all collapsed onto the ground. They all peed their pants, and they didn't dare to stand straight or knee. With their backs bent, they stood there in fear.

The more timid among them had already fainted.

Fei no longer paid attention to these people.

While resting his chin on his right palm, Fei looked slightly tired with his eyes squinted. It seemed like he was waiting for something.

-Outside the Royal Palace-

Roars and shouts became louder and louder, and the screams and groans of Barcelonans were mixed in.

Under the help of the silver crystal battle soul warriors and other masters of Chambord, the fewer than 50,000 Barcelonan soldiers who were stationed inside St. Petersburg didn't even have a fighting chance.

It was easy to imagine how the enraged Zenit civilians were going to treat these demons who burned down their homes and killed their loved ones. Eating these enemies alive might not be enough for these Zenitians to vent their anger.

Once pent-up anger was ignited, the power unleashed would be terrifying.

At such a speed, the control of St. Petersburg was going to fall back into the hands of Zenitians before nightfall.

Time slowly pa.s.sed by.

Gradually, the roars and shouts outside the Royal Palace of Zenit quieted down.

The red setting sun in the sky spread sunlight all over the land, dyeing the broken city walls and collapsed G.o.dly statues of St. Petersburg red.

At this moment, a series of explosions sounded like thunder, resonating in the area.

Then, more than a dozen fast-moving figures flashed in the red sky.

The residual energies from the intense battles destroyed everything in the sky.

About ten minutes later, these figures slowly descended toward the ground, and they landed right inside the Royal Palace of Zenit where Fei was staying.

These figures divided themselves into two groups.

One group consisted of the orc masters of the Dog Clan, Dark Demonic Armor Basturk, and 20 silver crystal battle soul warriors, and they stood on the outer edge of the circle.

In the middle of the circle, there were Busquets, Alves, Pedro, and Mascherano. These four supreme masters of Barcelona looked anxious, and their clothes were ragged while their breaths were irregular.

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Chapter 1104: Unimaginable Presence (Part Two)

"You are finally here?"

Fei sat on the throne and looked down at the four supreme masters. His tone was cold, and it was filled with terrifying power.

Busquets took a deep breath as complicated lights flashed in his eyes. He stood a slight step forward and slowly said, "Alexander!!!"

Fei nodded and replied, "Yeah, it is me."

"I'm surprised that I, Busquets, who dominated across the Western Region of Azeroth, actually fell into such a desperate situation in the remote Zenit Empire in the Northern Region."

Busquets slowly calmed down and unleashed his power, trying to stall out and recover more of his strength.

After thinking for a bit, Busquets continued, "Although you are powerful, and you might be able to kill us, you can't save Zenit. You can't defeat Mr. Messi. He is already…"

"Oh? I need to correct you." Fei sat on the throne which was high-up in the palace, and he looked down at these four supreme masters of Barcelona. He said while shaking his head, "It is not that I might be able to kill you. I'm going to kill you today. Do you think I will let you go back?"

"Then, you must pay a high price! It isn't simple to take down four demi-G.o.ds!" While replying, Busquets' battle-hunger skyrocketed. Although he was a supreme master who focused on strategies, he wasn't weak in actual combat. When pressed into a corner, he could still unleash terrifying strength.

"Really?" Fei suddenly stood up, and an indescribable, terrifying pressure permeated into the air in the area.

Busquets and the other three's expressions changed! While they swayed a little, their warrior energy flames burned around them.

Fei's presence continued to climb as if there wasn't an end. His presence instantly shot through peak mid-tier Demi-G.o.d Realm, and it showed no signs of stopping. It only climbed faster and faster.

A vast energy presence that could even terrify demi-G.o.ds radiated outward from Fei's body like tornadoes.

As a result, people like Busquets had to unleash their full strength to fight against it.

For a moment, Busquets and Pedro felt like they were monkeys who were buried under giant rocks; they were going to be crushed into pieces by this terrifying presence at any time.

The most terrifying thing was that the King of Chambord's presence still didn't stop increasing. In fact, its speed of increase didn't even slow down!

In just a few seconds, Fei's presence reached peak Demi-G.o.d Realm.

"This… how… how is this possible?"

Busquets' knees started to bend uncontrollably while sweat appeared on his forehead and back.

The four supreme masters of Barcelona couldn't stand straight anymore. Under the intense pressure in the air, they were forced to bend their backs and knees. Like children who were carrying heavyweights, they struggled but couldn't help to bend their bodies.

"Roar! d.a.m.n it!"

Out of the four supreme masters, Mascherano was the first one to attack.

If they let the King of Chambord unleash his strength without stopping for about 30 seconds, these supreme masters might not even have the chance to attack, let alone defeat this king and escape.

Thick orange energy was pulled out of the ground as if it was a liquid, and eye-piercing energy flames burned around Mascherano. The image of a giant ancient yellow bear appeared out of his body before wrapping around him.

Then, a series of demonic G.o.dly-bear roars sounded in the Royal Palace of Zenit.

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