Hail the King

Emperor Yassin sneered and didn’t reply.

“You don’t want respect, so you must want to be shamed. Are you trying to buy time for reinforcements to come? Haha! I will give you some advice; don’t bet on it. The other demi-gods of Zenit are having trouble staying alive themselves. They don’t have the time to come and save you! Haha!”

After being chopped away by Emperor Yassin, Alves looked resentful and angry. Therefore, he shouted and provoked, trying to destroy Emperor Yassin’s mentality.

Emperor Yassin’s expression didn’t even change.

In fact, after seeing that Lampard, Hazel Bank, and Batistuta didn’t come to help, Emperor Yassin already guessed that more troubles had occurred. He didn’t doubt the loyalty of the Chambord Kingdom, so he simply didn’t understand what kind of troubles could hold back three demi-gods.

“My patience is limited. Yassin, what is your decision?” Busquets rushed Emperor Yassin with a frown.

“Hehe, four small dogs of Barcelona dare to bark so arrogantly before me?” Emperor Yassin didn’t hide the disdain from his face. Even though he was surrounded by four demi-gods, it seemed like Emperor Yassin was like a godly dragon that could soar in the sky, and he was upset that four bugs dared to challenge his prestige.

“You are seeking death! Kill him!” Alves couldn’t wait and instantly attacked. This man grasped in thin air and chopped down, and a red saber condensed from warrior energy cut through space and chopped down at Emperor Yassin’s head. This saber was more than 100 meters long, and it had complex runes on its body.

Busquets lowered his head and sighed. Then, he looked up, and only viciousness and murderous spirit could be seen. He instantly shot out a streak of powerful blue and red energy flames.

Mascherano’s expression didn’t change. He formed several hand gestures with both hands, and several ancient mountains that were hundreds of meters tall smashed toward Emperor Yassin like meteors.

“So, you are that mysterious master who appeared in the southern battlefield!”

Pedro had recognized the energy that Emperor Yassin showcased, and he realized that Emperor Yassin was the mysterious master who appeared in the southern region of Azeroth and injured him.

Without hesitation, Pedro opened his arms as if he was hugging something, and a giant lively fire dragon soon between his arms. This dragon twisted and turned between Pedro’s arms before flying out while roaring, dashing toward Emperor Yassin with its bloody mouth wide-open.

“Hahaha! Do you really think that I can’t deal with you?” Emperor Yassin laughed and shouted, “Dragon Fist as a sword! True Dragon Imperial Essence! With me as the lord! Strike!”

As soon as Emperor Yassin said that, streaks of golden dragon essence suddenly rose from somewhere like vapor, and they attached to Emperor Yassin’s body, making his Realm of Swords extremely pure, firm, and powerful. At this moment, it felt like Emperor Yassin was a true god.

Like a peacock showing its feathers, golden sword energies appeared behind Emperor Yassin one after another with powerful presences. Then, they turned into light beams and struck forward against the wind.

Dragon roars resonated in the sky one after another.

“How is this possible?”

“What power is this?”

“God! It is the legendary imperial power! It is the power of faith! Yassin actually obtained the technique to condense the power of faith?”

The four demi-gods of Barcelona were shocked, and they used their most powerful strikes. However, those small golden sword energies shattered everything that came from them. With intense murderous spirit, the swords continued to fly toward the four people without losing momentum.