Hail the King Chapter 985

Chapter 985: Pity? Not Toward You (Part One)

Fei had a vague idea about the whole situation; he felt like this trap here today was set up a long time ago. Also, it shouldn't be one of these five people here who set up this trap; there must be a super-intelligent strategist behind all this, making plans.

Perhaps, this trap was only a small part of a much grander scheme.

This was why Fei wasn't willing to join in and partic.i.p.ate.

When the world was in chaos, the entire world would become a giant chessboard. Then, lords would become chess pieces, and most intelligent people would become the players. These people were typically logical and cold, treating everything as objects and commanding people without real care. Fei knew that his strength wasn't insane enough to stay clean if he joined this game. Perhaps he would only become a chess piece and be a part of a suicide squad. He wouldn't be able to dictate his life, and he might bring Chambord into an unpredictable swirl of chaotic ruin.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Loud explosions sounded from the two battles, and it was deafening.

On top of the lake, Pato and the other two young lords from the Central Region were not nervous at all. It was clear that they had 100 percent confidence in their peers, and they believed that they would win the battle against the execution oracles. Therefore, instead of observing the battle, they focused their attention on Fei.

To them, Human Emperor Alexander of the North was one of the most famous young lords in the Northern Region, and he was someone on their level. Since Fei could rival them and was qualified to join them, it was much more important for them to observe Fei compared to checking out the two battles that weren't too exciting.

This was these young lords' first-time seeing Fei as well, so they treasured this opportunity and observed.

“So, you are the Human Emperor of the North?”

Suddenly, Ca.s.sano out of the three people asked this question with a bright smile on his face.

This young lord of the Central Region was known for his strange personality and unpredictable behavior, and he showed that here without holding anything back.

While he asked the question, he looked at Fei up and down in curiosity. His behavior was a little over the top, and he didn't hide his interest in Fei while showing the provocation.

“You are right.” Fei nodded, and his expression didn't change.

“I heard your name when I was in the Central Region.” Ca.s.sano walked over with the smile on his face, and he continued, “I heard that you can battle really well, and it is said that your iron fists are unrivaled. You are born with great physical strength, and you can wipe out mountains and directly pull ancient peaks out of the ground. I had thought that you are going to be a terrifying burly man full of muscles, but you are actually not that buff and look quite handsome; you are only slightly uglier than me who has the t.i.tle of the [Most Handsome Man in the World]! Tsk! What a surprise!”

“Puff-!” Fei almost spat out his drink, and he thought, “The most handsome man in the world? Ca.s.sano?”

In all honesty, it was hard for Fei to put an equal sign between these two.

It seemed like this young lord who had a strange temper was a bit narcissistic. After all, his looks… eh, were only not ugly.

Behind Fei, a few maids already covered their mouths and giggled; they couldn't hold it in anymore.

Seeing Ca.s.sano's 'performance', Milito who was extremely silent lowered his head, and his lips twitched unnaturally. Pato who had a n.o.ble presence tried his best not to slap his forehead, and he turned his head sideways. It seemed like Ca.s.sano's peers had it tough since they had to endure this on the regular.

Chapter 985: Pity? Not Toward You (Part Two)

“Ha! Every time they hear this, they would use these ways to express their jealousy, envy, and hate. I can't do anything about it; I was born with such good looks. Hehe, being jealous is of no use.”

Ca.s.sano rubbed his mustache and looked at Fei with interest.

Under the rejection of Fei's murderous stare, he gave up the thought of touching Fei's chest muscles to make sure that the king wasn't a woman who was disguised as a man.

After a short pause, this guy thought of something else and suggested, “I only learned that you are a member of the Holy Church today. Since you are so good at fighting, how about we have a match?”

Fei was at a loss for words.

“Hehe, even though you are a member of the Holy Church, I still like you quite a bit; I don't think you are a bad person. Therefore, don't worry! I will have mercy and won't hit your handsome face!”

Fei was still speechless.

“Hey! Hey! What is that expression you have? Put away your thirsty stares! I must warn you! I'm not interested in men! None! Even though you are so handsome that you can pretend to be a woman!”

Fei was frustrated and speechless at the same time now.

“Move! Haha! Attack! Let's have a thrilling battle! Haha! Quickly! Hit me! Come one! Hit me!”

Fei couldn't hold it in anymore and punched out.

“Hahaha! One last strike!”

Execution Oracle Henning stood in mid-air, and he was protected by over 20 layers of various magic s.h.i.+elds. After he protected himself like a turtle, his confidence skyrocketed, and a proud and punchable smile appeared on his fat, oily face.

They had already exchanged two strikes, and it seemed like Shaarawy couldn't do anything to Henning's aggressive magic attacks.

“It looks like my prior worry was baseless. This injured [Little Pharaoh] is only a paper tiger; he looks powerful on the outside but is weak on the inside,” Henning thought.

“Hahaha! Let this last strike witness your failure! As long as I can leave here alive, all of you here will pay dearly for what you have done today!” Henning laughed like a madman and used his last strike.

While roaring chants resonated in the sky, six [Swords of Judgment] floated in mid-air.

Collina tried to use this strike before. Its name was [Sword of the G.o.ds], and its power was great enough to kill someone levels above the user.

Henning's strength was weaker compared to Collina's, so he couldn't condense ten [Swords of Judgment]; six was his limit. Although this strike might not be able to completely kill Shaarawy, this 'fat pig' believed that it was enough for him to survive this and escape.

However, the smile on Shaarawy's face suddenly disappeared. “Idiot, I'm not going to play with you anymore.”

In the next moment, a circle of purple flames suddenly dashed out of Shaarawy's body, completely enveloping the area of 100 meters around him, which included Henning.

“This is…” the smile froze on Henning's face.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he could no longer control the six [Swords of Judgment]; the connection between his spirit energy and his magic energy was severed. The [Swords of Judgment] that could cut through mountains slowly melted and disappeared like an icicle that was exposed to the sun in the summer.

Realm! It was the realm of a demi-G.o.d!

“No!” Henning let out a scream of desperation. “No! Please forgive me and show me pity!”

This execution oracle's strength was at peak Burning Sun Realm, only one step away from the Demi-G.o.d Realm. However, since Henning didn't have a realm of his own, he couldn't fight back at this moment. While being enveloped by the purple flame energy, he was like a great shark that was taken out of the water; he couldn't do anything about it even though he was mighty. His life was in Shaarawy's control.

“Pity?” Shaarawy sneered, “Not toward you.”