Hail the King

This giant black sword was one of the best weapons that Fei got from the last ancestral place. It was the highest-leveled combat weapon, and Fei felt like it was probably a level 9 semi-god-tier combat weapon or even a level 10 god-tier combat weapon when that devastating war took place, and it fell in level after it wasn’t properly cared for.

Perhaps if Blacksmith Charsi could get better with her forging skills, she could come up with ways to restore this black sword’s former glory.

“Hahaha! Great! Thank you for the precious gift, Your Majesty!” When Lampard gripped the hilt of this giant black sword, streaks of lightning cracked and danced on the surface of the blade. Soon, the black sword was enveloped by a faint silver energy, and the force hidden in there even shocked Fei a little.

“Great sword!” Lampard lightly knocked the body of the sword with his finger, and a crisp metal-ringing noise resonated in the area.

“From now on, your name is [Black Lightning]!” Lampard said.

Then, he stabbed this giant black sword into the ground and took off the black sword that he always carried on his back. With a solemn expression, he lightly caressed this sword as if he was saying goodbye to someone, to something.

“Old friend, you have accompanied me for so long. You can get a good rest now,” after a moment of silence, he murmured and put this sword into his storage space.

“Let’s go.”

Fei summoned [The Throne of Chaos] and floated to the side of the plaza.

At this moment, all kinds of natural elements flowed toward this plaza as if there was a powerful tornado here. Thick clouds instantly covered the sky that was bright and cloudless a few moments ago, and it felt like a pair of invisible hands were stirring the weather and trying to break this space.

Lampard stopped suppressing his power.

The natural elements sensed the aura of a new Moon-Class Elite, and nature’s challenge began, trying to see if this master was worthy enough.

At this moment, all the officials, saint seiyas, bylaw enforcement officers, and university students stared at Lampard with admiration. As their eyes locked onto him, they felt an indescribable sense of proudness and achievement.

This man was the most trusted friend of the old king, and he was the protector of the new king and the guardian of Chambord. Now, he was finally becoming a Moon-Class Elite after the great King Alexander; it made all the Chambordians proud. From now on, Chambord finally had a Moon-Class Elite under the king’s command.

“Which other affiliated kingdoms could be compared to us? This level of strength and power…… Even our parent empire, Zenit, probably doesn’t even have that many Moon-Class Elites,” the citizens thought.

Dashes of lighting were flashing in the thick clouds.

It felt like a god was looking down from heaven and judging all the creatures on this land.

The pressure in this area was getting more and more intense, and the natural elements accumulated to a breaking point. The people around the plaza felt like they were on a mini-boat in a tsunami; they felt tiny compared to the energy in the sky.

Crackling!

White dashes of lightning were also crackling around Lampard. Soon, his entire body was enveloped by a sea of lightning, making him look like a god himself.

The intense lightning energy around him wasn’t inferior to the masses of lightning flashing in the clouds!

Boom!

A lightning bolt that was thicker than a tree suddenly crashed down from the clouds and struck at Lampard as if a god was angry, and it was so fast that human eyes had a hard time capturing it.

This scene was so shocking that the people in the area all gasped in unison.

“Hahaha! Great! Come again!!!” Lampard’s loud and thrilling laughter sounded within that immense mass of lighting.

Such a heroic and boss-like presence!

It made many soldiers and warriors of Chambord’s blood boil.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The first lightning bolt was the prologue of this nature’s challenge. After it struck down, many lightning bolts fell from the sky like the raindrops in a massive storm, and it felt like nature wanted to destroy the Chambord Castle.

Since Lampard practiced lightning-elemental warrior energy, nature’s challenge to him was primarily lightning strikes.

Fei sat on [The Throne of Chaos] and watched this entire process closely.

Gradually, a strange expression appeared on his face.

“Huh?….. Uncle Lampard is…… eh, it doesn’t seem like this is his first time experiencing nature’s challenge. He is really calm and collected. These lightning bolts are visually shocking and are also more intense than our anticipation. However, they didn’t harm his body. Instead, Uncle Lampard is directing them into his body and transforming his physique rapidly and smoothly……”

There was always a layer of mystery around Lampard, and Fei couldn’t see through it.

Lampard initially practiced water-elemental warrior energy, and he was only a Three-Star Warrior. After he switched to lightning-elemental warrior energy, his progress increased rapidly, far beyond Fei’s expectations. Compared to him, other warriors of Chambord such as Torres and Pierce were way behind him.

For the last while, Lampard’s strength had been increasing without any barriers, and he reached Moon-Class smoothly.

Today, the excellent techniques Lampard demonstrated in this nature’s challenge somehow reminded Fei of when Hazel Bank was advancing back into Sun-Class. He felt like Lampard had experienced all of this before, and he was going back to his former realm after dropping in strength for some reason.

The clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and more lightning bolts were being brewed.

……

“What is going on?”

The special envoy from the Imperial Military Headquarters of Zenit, Barkov, walked out of the palace of the most luxurious hotel in Chambord City.

As he looked up at the sky and saw the phenomenon, he sensed an indescribable pressure. His long black hair stuck to his cheeks, and his chubby body light shivered. He rarely showed his emotion on his face, but he was now shocked.

“This…… how is this possible?” A muscular warrior suddenly gasped beside Barkov. He was wearing a set armor of Arshavin’s [Iron Blood Legion], and he looked like he was of high-status.

As his face turned pale, he said in a shaky voice, “This phenomenon…… Could it be that a master is elevating to the realm of Moon-Class? This looks like nature’s challenge……”

“Moon-Class?” Barkov was stunned; he felt like he couldn’t process this information.

Although he was more like an advisor and didn’t know much about cultivation, he knew what Moon-Class meant. In the Zenit Empire, Moon-Class Elites were strategic-level weapons. There were only a few of them, and their statuses were prestige.

“How could a person be advancing into the Moon-Class Realm in this little affiliated kingdom?” Barkov was shocked. “Could it be the King of Chambord? Yeah, it must be him! It is heard that he broke through Seven-Star half a year ago. With his insane talent, he must be a peak Nine-Star Warrior already. Hmmm…… now from the look of it, Crown Prince His Highness…… If the King of Chambord is now a Moon-Class Elite, he won’t be that easy to deal with.”

“Even though Arshavin His Majesty is the head military commander and the person who is going to inherit the throne, he will have a hard time dealing with the King of Chambord if the latter is now a Moon-Class Elite……” he thought.