Hail the King Chapter 1239

Chapter 1239: I Need to Unite the Continent (Part One)

"It is simple. Although it would be safer to kill you outside, that group of foolishly loyal priests who were brainwashed by you perhaps might be crazy enough to die for you. By then, the unity between the Northern Region Empire and the Holy Church might break apart. Also, I wanted to get the information in your head. I had no choice but to plan all this so that you wouldn't get the chance to self-detonate."

Fei laughed proudly as the victor of this battle, "Besides, after I kill you now, I can say that you pa.s.sed away due to old age when I get out of the Holy Palace. That way, I can smoothly take over the Holy Church, and there won't be any turbulence and suspicion. Wouldn't that be better?"

Dicanio laughed out loud after pausing for a second.

"Ok, alright. I deserve to lose to you. I was planning to search your mind and learn everything about you. Then, like what I did to Stabila, I wanted to take out your flesh and imitate you by wearing your skin. With this strategy, I could disturb the situation on the Azeroth Continent before the troop led by [Mother Empress] gets here. I didn't expect you to use a similar strategy and execute it better. Great. However, Alexander, don't be so smug for too long. [Mother Empress]'s arrival is unavoidable, and your victory today will only help you survive for a little bit longer. When our troop comes, this continent that you want to protect will be turned to dust."

As soon as Dicanio shouted, a streak of messy spirit energy waves exploded from his body, radiating outward in all directions.

In the next moment, Dicanio froze on the spot.

Many thin cracks appeared on his body that was full of scales.

Crack! A series of crisp noises sounded. As if Dicanio's body turned to rock and got smashed, it cracked and turned into tens of thousands of identical rock fragments.

In the end, Dicanio still committed suicide.

"This figure hid on the Azeroth Continent for 1,000 years, and he tried his best and almost messed up the Azeroth Continent. From the viewpoint of the bugs, he is a hero for them. Let him die honorably."

Fei waved his hand, and a streak of golden energy flew out and turned the rock fragments into dust. Then, a wind blew over and scattered the dust in the air.

"He is indeed a powerful figure."

Maradona fell into a trap for the first time in his long life. Dicanio meticulously created this trap, and Maradona had to admit defeat this time. Dicanio created the biggest conspiracy in the history of Azeroth, almost destroying the Holy Church and the Northern Region Empire, two mammoth-like forces. He was quite a figure.

Fei nodded and started to observe the area around him.

The Holy Palace was the most mysterious building on the Holy Mountain at Sicily Island. It was the residence of the pope, and legends said that this building was left here by the ancient G.o.ds and demons.

This structure sure was terrifying. Even though peak G.o.dly kings battled to the death, it wasn't destroyed by all the powerful forces. Who could imagine that inside this grand and holy building, a pope and a clan chief of the bugs, who were both insanely powerful figures, died one after another in a short time?

The highest-level battle on the continent ended.

From now on, no one could handle Fei on the Azeroth Continent.

"Now, we can go out. Bathing in the cheers, you can officially become the Pope of the Holy Church and the most dominating legend in the history of Azeroth!" Maradona laughed and suggested.

Fei nodded.

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Chapter 1239: I Need to Unite the Continent (Part Two)

Time slowly pa.s.sed by.

The sun rose in the sky outside the Holy Palace, and the sunlight gradually became blazing.

About half an hour pa.s.sed, but no one knew what was happening inside the Holy Palace.

The brilliant silver walls looked even holier under the illumination of the sunlight, isolating all sounds and presences on the inside.

On both sides of the 1,001 steps, many n.o.bles, emperors, and top-tier masters stared at this most mysterious and holy building on the continent. They held onto their breaths and waited anxiously.

"Such a long time already pa.s.sed. What is going on inside?"

"The Human Emperor of the North is being crowned as the pope today. This is a critical moment that will determine the fate of the continent. Don't let any accidents occur!"

Boom!

While everyone stared at the Holy Palace expectantly, the gate of the Holy Palace opened with a loud noise.

Everyone got nervous.

As a breeze blew by, a handsome and tall figure walked out of the gate. Wearing the Crown of the G.o.ds, draped in the golden G.o.dly robe, and holding the Scepter of Ragnarok, this figure was engulfed in golden holy light and stood in front of the gate like a deity.

The Human Emperor of the North!

The Pope of the Holy Church!

Alexander!

This man finally came out. Judging from his calm expression, it seemed like no accidents occurred. Behind him was the famous Continental Martial Saint Maradona. The only person who didn't appear was the old Pope Stabila who was on the verge of death.

"Could it be…"

"Stabila His Holiness… pa.s.sed away!" Fei announced this news that many people expected with a slightly sad expression.

Some people didn't even look surprised. After all, Stabila looked extremely weak, and it was a miracle that he lasted until today.

On the other hand, many priests knelt on the ground and cried.

The new lord was crowned, and the old lord pa.s.sed away.

A new era came!

It was a perfect cycle! A perfect link between the two generations!

Compared with some of the loyal priests who were crying their hearts out, the masters, n.o.bles, and emperors on the two sides of the staircase weren't moved by Stabila's death. They all congratulated Fei, trying to get close to this undisputed lord of the continent.

What happened today was the most terrible thing for Barcelona and Juventus, and their representatives turned ashen-faced.

The Human Emperor of the North finally became the Pope of the Holy Church, and this was a disaster for these two empires. A few of Fei's brothers were supreme masters of Inter Milan and AC Milan, and it was unlikely for the Human Emperor of the North to let go of Juventus and Barcelona.

Fei glanced at everyone's face, seeing all the expressions of the people who were trying to flatter him, get close to him, avoid him, hide from him, and felt uneasy around him. Then, he looked up at the blue sky and deeply inhaled fresh air before looking down.

"I need to unite the continent." Fei's voice was calm and peaceful as if he was saying something insignificant.

However, everyone s.h.i.+vered as they sensed the dominating tone and att.i.tude.

"Unite the continent?"

"This day finally came?"

Although most of the people who came here today knew that this was unavoidable now that the Human Emperor of the North controlled the two biggest forces on the continent, they didn't expect it to come so soon. This young man didn't wait at all and announced this decisively.

"Can't he wait?"

"Now, who can stop him?"

"From the ancient Mythical Era to now, the Azeroth Continent that hasn't been united in 1,000 years is finally about to come together in this man's hands?"

Even though many people were unwilling, they knew that a legendary era was here, and they weren't the protagonists of this era.