Hail the King

Chapter 908: Chaotic City (Part One)

“Don’t move.” Fei lightly pressed his hand down on Charles Adam who struggled to stand up. Golden energy flames burned on the king’s right hand, and the holy power of the Paladin flowed into this tough man’s body through the wounds, carefully healing his injuries.

This man’s body was in a devastating state. Even with Fei’s strength, he had to do the healing slowly and cautiously.

As time passed by, the two iron hooks that were in Adam’s body and almost grew together with his muscles were slowly ‘squeezed’ out; it was clear that a mysterious force was pulling on them.

A small amount of blood flowed down from the injuries, and some flesh was dragged out along with wriggling white worms. Even though the smell of blood permeated the air, and this process looked shocking and painful, Adam was engulfed by Fei’s immense holy power, and he didn’t feel any pain.

Soon, the Anjian soldiers around the watchtower woke up from the shock and figured out that this stranger was an enemy and not a friend. However, they were shocked by Fei’s god-like power, and they didn’t dare to attack. With their weapons drawn, they formed a big circle and surrounded Fei and Adam in the center.

“Reckless! Where did this pig come from? How dare you barge into Marton City which is under our Anji Empire’s control?”

Quickly, a roar sounded from afar, and a beam of red light dashed toward the city gate and resonated with heat energy, looking like a meteor. In the blink of an eye, this light got close and hovered above the watchtower.

This man was a mighty fire-elemental warrior, and he was very close to advancing into the Moon-Class Realm. He was engulfed in the red burning flames, and he understood what was happening in the air.

After a roar, he struck down at Fei’s back.

Boom!

A vicious and aggressive fire dragon dashed out of this Anjian master’s palm, and it shot toward Fei’s back with heat energy that was enough to melt iron and gold.

“It is Mr. Perth…”

“Hahaha! Mr. Perth is here. These damn Alanian pigs! They are all dead!”

The Anjian soldiers on the defense wall all cheered; it was clear that they were confident in this master named Perth, and they relaxed while quickly backing off. These soldiers were experienced, and they knew the terrifying power of the fire dragon; they didn’t want to stand close and be injured for no reason.

However, what happened next shocked the Anjian soldiers who had their confidence restored, and their bodies turned cold.

With their eyes wide open, they observed the following scene.

That white-robed young man who was focusing on healing Adam didn’t even turn around. In fact, he didn’t even try to dodge or pause healing for a second to counterattack. However, when that fire dragon was about to touch his back, this young man turned around and looked at it.

No one could describe what that glance was like.

However, that glance turned everything around in an unimaginable fashion. The fire dragon that could destroy half of the defense wall seemed like a little mouse that saw a giant dragon; it whined in fear and instantly disappeared!

That wasn’t the end of it!

The master of Anji, Perth, was also severely injured. This general who was invincible in the eyes of the ordinary soldiers spat out a mouthful of blood when the fire dragon disappeared, and his face paled. He directly fell out of the sky and smashed onto the defense wall like a dead animal before fainting.

Now, even an idiot would know how powerful this black-haired young man was.

Invincible!

This word appeared in the head of every Anjian soldier.

For a moment, the Anjian soldiers who were fearless in dangerous situations felt a chill rushing down their spines, going from their skulls into their butt and freezing them on the spot.

Their fear of an unrivaled master made them want to turn around and escape, but their training and soldiers’ instinct made them stay.

However, there was no way that they could attack Fei.

Suddenly, a series of shouts and roars sounded below the defense wall.

Chapter 908: Chaotic City (Part Two)

It seemed like Torres and others were now battling the reinforcements of Anji.

Fei wasn’t worried at all. He had already scanned the entire Marton City with his spirit energy. Although there were many masters of Anji in the city, none of them were at the level capable of threatening Torres.

Torres could protect those Alanian survivors on his own, and there were still ten elite soldiers of Chambord around them.

After about ten minutes, 80 percent of the injuries on Adam’s body were healed, and the two destroyed star swirls also came back. With some rest and natural recovery, this man would return to his prime.

One key factor was that the luck of this leader of the Alanian resistance force was insane, and he was able to last until now and encounter Fei who had the Hell Mode level 100 Paladin. Otherwise, even if a peak Burning Sun Lord who mastered wood elemental warrior energy came here, Adam couldn’t be saved from the embrace of the Grim Reaper.

“You are…” Adam slowly woke up and looked at the black-haired young man in front of him whose strength was beyond his imagination. He was baffled, and he thought to himself, “This young man doesn’t look like an Alanian, and he is dressed differently. Why did he come here? And why is he willing to help me?”

Fei smiled and thought of something. A double-handed sword on the ground jumped into Adam’s hand on its own, and the king said, “It isn’t the time to talk about this. How are you feeling, Buddy? Can you still fight? You will know everything after the scums in Marton City are dead.”

Adam grasped the longsword and caressed it in intoxication as if he were rubbing the soft skin of his lover. As he sensed the spinning star swirls in his body that had once disappeared, Adam was elated, and he looked at Fei in admiration.

Then, he glanced at the Anjian soldiers who were dashing toward the watchtower and gathering around them, and flames of anger shot out of his eyes. He roared, “Of course! I will never stop fighting until every last one of these Anjian bastards dies! Alanians won’t bleed for nothing.”

“Ok, Warrior. You can take the Anjians on the defense wall.”

“B*stards, wash away your crimes with your own blood!”

Charles Adam froze for a second, and then he charged toward the Anjian soldiers, who had all swarmed up, like a ferocious tiger.

The scenes of his friends and peers dying tragically flashed before his eyes, triggering this iron-like man repeatedly. Although he had just healed and was still a little weak, his blood was boiling, and he could take on these ordinary soldiers without an issue.

…

After spending about 20 minutes, Fei set up some defensive magic arrays around Marton City. These magic arrays could help fend off the invasion of the dark and evil energy, and they could also block the charge of zombies and mutated demon beasts. Of course, when these magic arrays were activated, the people in the city also couldn’t leave.

Fei’s instinct told him that there were some interesting things hidden in the city, and that they might inform him of something.

When Fei got back to the defense wall, Marton City was in chaos. Torres and others defeated a battalion of more than 1,000 elite soldiers of Anji who were fully armored, and the Alanians who were being greatly suppressed took this opportunity wisely, starting their aggressive rebellion and fighting with their enemies.

Fei sighed.

He wasn’t sure how many people were going to die in this chaos, but it was unavoidable.

By now, Charles Adam had defeated the Anjian soldiers on the defense wall, and he was covered in blood as if he had just bathed in it. Even his face was covered, and his white teeth looked more wicked when he opened his mouth.

When he saw Fei’s return, he walked over respectfully and said, “Sir, what should we do next?”