Hail the King Chapter 1046.2

Chapter 1046: Path to Becoming A G.o.d (4) (Part Two)

Fei had the miraculous skill – [Learn], so he was able to memorize everything he heard and saw. While listening to the mysterious voice, he entered that mystical state of epiphany to sense the power of faith.

The king slowly moved the power of faith that was coming to him from all directions into this endless and beautiful [Primal G.o.dly Realm].

Once Fei truly inherited the [Primal G.o.dly Realm], it would be the equivalent of leaping into the sky from the ground in one step. He would have completed the condensation of divinity and the opening and perfection of his G.o.dly realm. With those two big steps completed, his strength was going to transform into something unimaginable.

Soon, Fei entered a mysterious state; he couldn't sense anything. He forgot about the flow of time, about who he was, and about everything around him. His mind was purely concentrated on refining the [Primal G.o.dly Realm].

-The Azeroth Continent, the Zenit Empire, St. Petersburg-

Commander [Red Beard] Granello of the Imperial Patrol stood before the watchtower on the southern gate of the city, and he was under an indescribable pressure.

The dense red and blue flags of Barcelona, the endless campsites of the military of Barcelona that stretched to the horizon, and the chilly lights that were reflected from the forest-like weapons… all those added together were like giant mountains weighing down on Zenitians' minds.

This scene seemed quite familiar.

About a year ago when the Ten-Empire United Troops including the forces of Leon Empire invaded, they also sieged all the way up to the outside of St. Petersburg. It was the same kind of depressing scenes, and there were so many flags and weapons that it was truly endless.

However, today's situation was different. The enemy wasn't the Ten-Empire United Troops but the Barcelona Empire, the empire that was known to have the most powerful military on the Azeroth Continent.

If the Ten-Empire United Troops from a year ago were like homeless dogs that pressed onto the gate of St. Petersburg, then the Barcelonans descended in front of St. Petersburg like giant vicious black dragons that were spitting flames. The difference between the two was like the gap between heaven and earth. It was hard to imagine how Zenit could survive under the attack of the giant dragons.

After thinking back to what happened in the last three weeks, Granello felt suffocated.

More than ten Full Moon Elites, a Sun-Cla.s.s Lord, an amazing general who could rival Zenit's G.o.d of War Arshavin, a ton of advanced magic weapons and items from Chambord, more than 400,000 elite soldiers…

This force was enough to wipe through the entire Northern Region, but it couldn't hold against the invaders for more than half a month before being defeated and forced to retreat.

It took 28 days, six hours, and 54 minutes.

This was the time that Barcelona took to occupy the entire southern region of Zenit which was about ten million square kilometers, kill more than 200 million Zenitians, and defeat more than 400,000 elite soldiers. These numbers were shocking and brought desperation to the Zenitians.

Not long ago, Second Prince Dominguez defeated the troops of Barcelona with two battle legions and masters of Chambord, killing five young Full Moon Elites of Barcelona and almost slaying the famous General Pedro who graduated from La Masia Royal Military Academy. For a while, Zenitians were hopeful toward the war.

However, facts proved that all hopes were only beautiful dreams.

After the Barcelonans were hammered, they woke up from their arrogance and put down their ego and pride, treating this as an official war instead of child's play.

Zenitians' defeat came faster than anyone expected.