中文字幕亂倫免賛視頻

In fact, there were so many Moon-Cla.s.s Elite here that it was beyond strange. If Chambord were able to somehow bring them into its force, the power of Chambord would grow into an even more terrifying level.

Fei sneered and waved his hand, and a golden sword energy came out of his fingers and dashed forward.

Whoosh!

Three heads flew into the air.

Disov and his two peers couldn’t believe it! Until that sword energy actually killed them, they didn’t think that the King of Chambord dared to touch them without even giving an excuse. After all, they were holy knights who were known in the Northern Regional Church!

As blood gushed into the air, the three corpses collapsed onto the ground.

"Butcher!" The envoys and guests who were sitting in the VIP areas shivered in fear, and their faces changed color.

Since the King of Chambord even dared to kill the Moon-Cla.s.s Holy Knights of the Holy Church, who wouldn’t he dare to kill? It would be too terrifying to trigger and offend someone like this king!

The other Moon-Cla.s.s Elites of the [Dragon Hunt Alliance] sensed a chill coming up their spines and right into their skulls, and they felt like they were placed in a freezer.

Immediately, people started to kneel and beg for mercy ashen-faced. "Honorable Lord! Supreme King Alexander of Chambord! Please forgive me! I was trick by them and came here without knowledge! I’m willing to serve the Chambord Kingdom and fight for Your Majesty! Please show mercy!"

Fei shook his head and said, "Execute!"

Then, short white-haired Pierce stood out and raised his arm. Saint Sword Excalibur dashed down, and then a head rolled on the ground.

People in the [Dragon Hunt Alliance] saw this scene, and some people got another idea. One of them stood up and shouted, "King of Chambord! Kill me if you want! I’m a Moon-Cla.s.s Elite, and I have my dignity! I will never kneel and surrender to my enemies! Hahaha! On the path of cultivation, losing means death! Today, even if I die, I won’t regret dying in the hands of true masters!"

What this person said was honorable and master-like. A lot of people around him were surprised, and some of them got a better impression of him.

"This is the true presence and dignity of a Moon-Cla.s.s Elite!" they thought.

Just when everyone thought that the King of Chambord would pardon this person and recruit him for being such an honorable master, Fei sneered and shook his head. "Execute!"

Pierce raised his arm, and Saint Sword Excalibur appeared again. Suddenly a terrified expression appeared on this Moon-Cla.s.s Elite’s face. Before he could beg for forgiveness, he was already killed without mercy.

Then, Fei glanced at the rest of the Moon-Cla.s.s Elites who were still alive.

His stare wasn’t sharp, but it wasn’t indecisive and troubled as well.

After a short pause, Fei said calmly, "Since you guys came to Chambord with the intent of killing and robbing, I don’t think you would have let go of my citizens if Chambord lost the battle tonight. All actions have consequences, and you should have thought about this beforehand. People die of greed. Don’t blame me for being cruel and inhumane. Today, I’m going to borrow your heads and tell those bandits, who are still looking at Chambord with greed, the consequences of messing with us!"

After that was said, the Moon-Cla.s.s Elites knew that they couldn’t survive through the night. Some people cussed, some people stated their ident.i.ties and threatened, some people turned ashen-faced, some people begged and shivered, and some people tried to break free...

All of that was useless.

"Execute!"

As Fei commanded sharply without hesitation, Pierce and other saint seiyas of Chambord all dropped their blades. Heads rolled on the ground like watermelons, and more than a dozen Moon-Cla.s.s Elites were killed without a single one of them being spared.

Witnessing this scene, the outsiders who were seated in the southern, eastern, and western areas on the square shivered even more. The way they looked at the King of Chambord and the Chambordians changed, and they were in fear. They all swore in their minds that they wouldn’t try to get on the wrong side of Chambord.

"These savages in the north are too violent, too ferocious, and too terrifying!" they thought.

Soon, Chambordians moved the corpses away, and the mages of Chambord used water-elemental magic spells to clean the area.

Fei sighed in his mind slightly.

One year ago, when he was canonized on the peak of the east mountain of Chambord, it turned into a b.l.o.o.d.y battle, and his crown was stained by blood.

Today, a similar b.l.o.o.d.y battle broke out during his wedding...

This was a continent ruled by the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest. Being nice to people and merciful on this continent without absolute power was a joke. As long as someone was weak, he or she would be dominated by others, didn’t matter who nice or friendly they were.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the square was tranquil.

Suddenly, a series of fast, clip-clopping noises sounded and broke the silence.

People turned their heads, and they saw a man in tight-fit yellow clothes dashing through the street on a horse. He was pushing the horse to its absolute peak performance with an anxious expression on his face.

Right now, the outside and the inside of Chambord City must be guarded tightly. This man wasn’t that powerful, but he was able to dash in the city without restrictions and reached Tiananmen Square. The only explanation for this was that this man in yellow was a member of Chambord.

Just from the anxious look on this man’s face, one could tell that something big was taking place.

"Chambord just obtained this historic and legendary victory! What could be happening?" people thought.

Everyone got curious.

After this man in yellow got to the exterior of Tiananmen Square in a flash, he showed no sign of slowing down; he was going to charge into the wedding ceremony of the king! The bylaw enforcement officers who were guarding the venue were about to stop him, but this man raised his hand and showed a palm-sized token that had the two-headed dog, an ax, and a sword on it. It had a red glow, and it was the token granted by the king.

Seeing this, all the bylaw enforcement officers moved away, making a path for him.

This man in yellow wasn’t blocked, and he got to the throne which was located in the northern area on the square.

"Your Majesty...... Capital...... Something big is happening in the Capital!"

This man in yellow jumped off his horse, and he was panting heavily. When he walked and staggered, people finally noticed that this man’s inner thighs and b.u.t.t were all b.l.o.o.d.y; it was clear that he didn’t rest and rode the horse all the way from St. Petersburg back to Chambord; that was how the skin on his lower body got essentially rubbed off.

Before he could finish speaking, he pulled out a letter and fainted.

Just then, a long, sad whine sounded. The yellow horse that this man was riding on collapsed onto the ground with white foams coming out of its mouth. Even though wind-elemental magic arrays were still flashing in its legs, its body twitched, and it looked like this horse couldn’t live anymore.

Everyone was stunned.

A handsome horse that was empowered by wind-elemental magic arrays died from running, and an experienced rider pa.s.sed out from exhaustion. What was going on? What was so urgent?