Hail the King

While still feeling scared, Busquets instantly backed away to Mascherano’s side, and he glanced at Alves while anger and hatred flashed in his eyes. It was clear that he was angry over this peer’s decision to not help him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Golden sword energies flew all over the sky. Emperor Yassin didn’t say anything and only opened his Realm of Sword at full force. Endless sword energies flew out like raindrops in a storm, rushing toward Mascherano and Busquets.

Undead Mage Hazel Bank also put away the Death God Sickle, and he changed his combat style. He chanted a series of spells, and a type of gloomy and chilly energy encircled him. Soon, this energy turned into many black spears, attacking the enemies from afar along with Emperor Yassin.

It was too unfortunate for Zenit!

If the silver energy prisons lasted a moment longer, Busquets would have been killed.

Now, with the help of his peers, Busquets could recover from his injuries and restore his combat abilities in about ten seconds after taking potions and getting other assistance. After all, the vitality of a demi-god was insane. Of course, the decrease in his core energy was a hefty price that he must pay.

Now, this battle finally wasn’t as disadvantageous toward Zenit anymore.

On the other side, Alves was battling Golden Lion Lampard in anger and hatred.

Lampard was only at peak Rising Sun Realm, still a big level away from peak Burning Sun Realm. He should have no way of defending against a demi-god like Alves.

However, just before Alves got to Lampard, this warrior of Chambord suddenly activated his star power. Streaks of star energy visible to the eye descended from the sky and transformed into the image of a majestic golden lion. Then, this golden lion roared and dashed toward Lampard, turning into many pieces of light fragments before wrapping around Lampard’s body.

When the golden flames disappeared, a set of fancy and beautiful golden armor appeared on Lampard.

The streamlined armor and the perfect components covered Lampard’s entire body, corresponding with the stars in the sky and protecting the Golden Saint of Leo.

It was a power close to the level of realms as it contained godly power fragments.

Under the empowerment of such energy, Golden Lion Lampard who was a lot weaker compared to Alves grew so much that his aura was strong enough to rival that of a demi-god.

After pulling out his semi-godly giant black sword, Lampard’s strength increased again. Instead of backing away, he dashed forward and battled Alves head-on.

“What? How is this possible?” Alves couldn’t believe his eyes.

He wanted to instantly kill this weak Zenitian to vent his anger, but his opponent suddenly showcased such power!

“He is only a little warrior in Rising Sun Realm; how come he instantly have the power to rival me? Also, what energy is encircling him? How is it corresponding with the sky? More? A semi-godly combat weapon in the shape of a sword?”

Alves suddenly felt like he was supposed to kick a soft melon, but it turned out that his eyes fooled him, and he kicked a hard rock.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In just a few seconds, Lampard and Alves exchanged hundreds of strikes.