"Hooray, hooray!"

"Long live the King!"

At the head of Chambord City, which had been silent for a long time, countless heavily armed Chambord soldiers, raising their weapons in their hands, shouted and roared wildly, like a crazy explosion of flames from the ground, and the shouts of five or six thousand people far exceeded the noise and roar of the Barcelona people who were several times their own on the other side.

For any Chambord man, King Alexander, is an invincible god in their hearts.

As long as there is such a king, they will not flinch in the face of any enemy, even the demons from hell.

They were willing to die for such a king.

It's a religious fervor that borders on faith.

......

"King Chambord!"

Busquez spat out the name word by word.

His face, like several other companions around him, instantly became solemn.

The mere word 'Alexander' puts endless pressure on them.

Pedro still clearly remembered the catastrophe that the Fist Spirit Imprint Void Golden Sword Formation in Byzantine Bay brought to the [Seagod Spear] fleet, and clearly remembered the hardships he spent on dismantling that sword formation.

That was the power left behind by King Chambord nearly a year ago.

If you face this terrible man at this time, will you have a chance of winning?

And for Buskez and Alves and others, when they stormed St. Petersburg, there was a sentence that was about to grind out of their cocoons in their ears -

"Alexander the King of Chambord will avenge us!"

This sentence has been uttered from the mouth of Granero, who is still half-dead and tortured, from the mouth of the second prince Domingos, who died generously and heroically, from the mouths of countless Zenit generals, nobles, soldiers, and commoners who died in heroic battles, and even from the mouth of Emperor Yashin, whose majesty could not be stopped by the combined efforts of the four of them.

It seems that every Chambord man firmly believes that Alexander, the king of Chambord, has the ability to take revenge.

And today, this man, who pinned all the hopes of the Zenit people, has finally appeared.

His appearance was so shocking.

With one hand, with a slight push, he almost obliterated a four-winged battle angel whose combat power was comparable to that of a god.

What is the strength of the King of Chambord?

......

"Haha, it's just right to come, I'm still worried that you will escape, since you finally don't want to be a shrinking turtle, then today is just the right time to completely eradicate you, a traitor to the Holy See, so that your evil believers can see with their own eyes the scene of you being torn apart by the four-winged angel of the god warrior!"

Infantino, the silver-robed priest who was slightly pale from the excessive throwing of his power, laughed fearlessly.

Unlike others, he didn't take Sun Fei seriously at all.

After suffering several big losses on Sun Fei in a row, he thought that the Holy See knew Sun Fei's true strength well.

"Oh, is it?" Sun Fei's mouth drew a sneering arc: "I'm also looking forward to such a scene, but it's not up to you who is the real traitor, nor is it Platini and Blatter's two old dogs who have the final say." ”

"Arrogance!" Infantino shouted violently: "His Majesty the Pope doesn't say it, then who has the final say?"

Sun Fei smiled slightly: "Of course it is...... Me!"

The voice did not fall.

Call!

He stretched out his hand and made a slight gesture.

There was no earth-shattering power escaping, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them.

When I looked closely, the silver-robed divine master Infantino, who was arrogant and arrogant a second ago, somehow, had been carried by Sun Fei by the neck and held in his hands, as if he was carrying a dead dog.

"Your Excellency......" exclaimed the other ten demigod-level divine masters.

With their strength, they didn't even see how Infantino was captured, and they didn't have time to help from beginning to end.

Buskez and the others changed their complexions even more, and their mouths were speechless when they grew up.

It's horrible!

What kind of strength is this?

Thousands of meters apart, in a gesture, he instantly captured an extreme powerhouse at the peak of the mid-level demigod level......

Has he become a god?

Almost subconsciously, the violent signs of danger in their hearts made several Barcelona extreme powerhouses retreat at the same time, opening a distance of more than two thousand meters to prevent Sun Fei's sudden attack.

"You ......" Infantino was embarrassed and indignant, and an old face flushed.

Being pinched by Sun Fei's neck like a dead dog under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides, such a shame and humiliation was almost about to make this high-flying silver-robed divine master vomit three liters of old blood.

And this shame quickly turned into fear.

Because Infantino found that Sun Fei's palm was like a prison for the gods, no matter how he struggled and went crazy, he couldn't break free at all.

"Buzz ......"

Between heaven and earth, hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides involuntarily exclaimed.

Distance.

The vision reappears.

The four-winged battle angel that was knocked away by Sun Fei's hand finally slowly stabilized in the void, not shattered and annihilated, but began to recover slowly.

Wisps of light energy between heaven and earth surged towards the four-winged battle angel like a tide, and the energy of the two-winged battle angels who had fallen in the battle with the secret gold magic puppets before was still between heaven and earth, and all of them were gathered into the body of the four-winged battle angel.

That's not all, the remaining ten or so intact female two-winged battle angels were also sucked by this strange gravitational force, and their bodies were torn apart, turning into Dao silver-white energy, which was absorbed by the four-winged battle angels.

At the time of the First Battle Eye, a new pair of silver wings began to slowly condense behind the four-winged battle angel.

This is...... Cleanse?

By absorbing the power of the same kind, the level of purification was carried out?

The tools of battle from heaven are indeed unique and terrifying.

"Evil, I feel a thick evil!"

The Seraphim Battle Angel was shrouded in a blinding silver light.

It's just that this flame of light, which was supposed to be holy and peaceful, was so hot that it looked hideous and terrifying, and his voice was not mechanical, but full of murder and violence.

"Pagan God, let go of the believers of the God King of Light, otherwise, you will accept the punishment of the Light!"

The aura on the body of the Seraphim Battle Angel was like a god coming to the dust.

Such an anomaly has made this one a variable again.

Below.

The low morale of the Barcelona people rose again, and the faces of Busquez and others showed surprise.

But the head of Chambord, the elder Aljan, Brooke, and Best, all held their breath, and their hearts beat violently, sweating for His Majesty.

Even more heartbeat than their hearts were Piazon who mingled with the Barcelonans.

"King Chambord, you must hold on, you must not be defeated...... The blood feud of the Zenit Empire can only rely on you!"

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