Hail the King Chapter 1097.1

Chapter 1097: Three Bloodstained Scrolls (Part One)

“Hahaha! Brothers, thanks for coming all this way to help me,” Fei laughed and gave Shaarawy and the others each a big hug.

“This is truly unexpected. Alexander, you actually took the legendary leap of faith.” Shaarawy hammered Fei's shoulders and felt happy for the king.

Milito, Pato, and the others all walked over to hug Fei pa.s.sionately.

Such friendships that were made in battle were strong, and only men who went through this experience could understand it.

“It is only a coincidence.” Fei smiled and said, “However, I do have some inspirations. Since you are all here, we can have a discussion after this war is over. Perhaps I can help you guys make that step forward as well.”

“Haha! I will thank you in advance!”

Shaarawy was a direct and straight-forward person, and he didn't act at all. He was overjoyed and quickly thanked the king.

“I didn't expect that our coincidental meeting in the Endless Sea of Forests would become our lives' luckiest moment! When we met by the lake, Alexander, you gave us different advice and helped us improve. In the last while, we all grew a lot and advanced in realms. We were planning to come back and have practice battles with you, but you are already many steps ahead of us.” Ca.s.sano no longer tried to joke, and he said with all seriousness.

Milito and others nodded in agreement. None of them expected that their chance of breaking through lied within Fei.

“Your Majesty!”

Old Aryang, Bast, Brook, and hundreds of civil and military officials of Chambord all gathered on the defense wall and single-kneeled around Fei. All of them had excitement, pa.s.sion, and pride in their eyes, and their bodies shivered emotionally.

“Please get up. You guys were all overworked.”

Fei smiled, and a streak of gentle energy helped everyone to get up.

“Your Majesty, you must avenge the empire!”

A n.o.ble of Zenit who was lucky enough to escape to Chambord only said half a sentence before tears rolled down his old face. The scenes where the Barcelonans killed the Zenitians in St. Petersburg were still fresh in this old n.o.ble's mind, and the cries and howls of those innocent souls were resonating by the ears of the survivors.

“Already… St. Petersburg is already conquered?” Fei's expression changed.

“Your Majesty…” More than a dozen n.o.bles cried while kneeling on the ground like children who were wronged, “Your Majesty, the Capital was broken, and the Barcelonans killed more than 100 million Zenitians! Emperor Ya.s.sin and Second Prince Dominguez… they… they already returned to the embrace of the stars! Your Majesty, this is a catastrophe that is unheard of in the Northern Region of Azeroth in the last 1,000 years!”

The n.o.bles cried and roughly told Fei the current situation in the region.

Fei's expression changed drastically, and his face became pale.

“Emperor Ya.s.sin truly pa.s.sed away? Then, the vague figure of Emperor Ya.s.sin that I saw when I was refining the grand G.o.dly realm was real?”

“This greatest and most intelligent emperor of Zenit, the creator of Zenit who never expressed care for me but appreciated me and tolerated my actions, and the man who is invincible in my mind had actually fallen?” Fei thought to himself.

Then, he realized something and asked, “What exactly happened? How could the Barcelonans break the [G.o.ddess of Earth's Protection]? Who could defeat and make Emperor Ya.s.sin fall?”

Fei couldn't keep his calm. A streak of sadness that came from his soul made his body shiver and sway a little.