Hail the King

Chapter 982: Carefully Planned Trap (Part One)

“Shaarawy, we will give you one last chance; swear loyalty to Sicily Island! You can still be a young lord who is looked up by tens of millions of people in the Central Region, and you will be supported by the Holy Church. With your talent, you might even be able to become a god in the future. Otherwise, this place will become your burial ground today!”

After successfully injuring Shaarawy, Collina was elated and showed it on his face.

Shaarawy’s waist was injured, and his movement ability was greatly hindered.

On the side of the Holy Church, Stoltenberg was only knocked away, and Henning hadn’t moved yet. While Shaarawy was getting more injured compared to the three execution oracles, the scale of victory was slowly tilting toward the Holy Church.

Since they had the advantage, Collina didn’t forget the order that they received before they took this mission. If they could recruit a super talented genius like Shaarawy, it would be much better than killing him.

“Yuck! I’m the leader of millions of soldiers in a level 9 empire! What are you? Nothing but a timid and spineless dog! How dare you try to recruit me? It seems like you don’t know your place!” Shaarawy instantly laughed after hearing that, and he cussed in anger.

The disdain on his face showed the contempt that he had toward the execution oracles from the bottom of his heart; it felt like a great dragon was speaking to an ant.

Shaarawy wiped his left hand on the wound in his waist, and a mass of purple heavenly flames burned on it. As a result, the big wound quickly healed up.

Collina was so infuriated that his old face almost turned completely red due to anger. While fire shot out of his eyes, he extinguished the hope of recruiting this young lord and chanted a spell, trying to kill this young man as quickly as he could.

Suddenly, Shaarawy changed his combat style. He shifted his focus onto speed and started to dash around; it seemed like he was trying his best to buy time to recover.

“Humph! Since you aren’t willing to work for us, die!” Murderous spirit appeared in Collina’s eyes, and bright silver flames engulfed his body.

A series of ethereal and distance chants resonated in the sky, and more than a dozen [Swords of Judgement] condensed in front of Collina. The tips of the swords pointed at Shaarawy, and faint silver light circles shot out of every single sword. Then, these swords started to quickly merge with each other. Every time two swords became one, the energy fluctuations from it skyrocketed more than ten times.

This was a spell that consumed quite a lot of time.

However, once more than ten [Swords of Judgment] merged, they could turn into one [Sword of the Gods]. Collina was confident that he could take away half of Shaarawy’s life with this one strike.

He only decided to use this forbidden-spell-level technique since Shaarawy’s waist was injured and could no longer attack as aggressively and quickly as before, and Henning was standing on the side and could offer help if needed.

However, Shaarawy suddenly stopped dodging when facing this attack. Also, it didn’t seem like he was going to fight back. Instead, with a strange smile on his face, Shaarawy looked at Collina as if he were teasing this execution oracle.

The strange smile finally made this execution oracle sense an ominous feeling.

Collina suddenly felt like something was off; he had ignored something so far.

While he continued to carefully cast this spell, he glanced at Shaarawy and saw the surface of the blue lake that had faint ripples with his peripheral vision.

At this moment, Collina almost bit his tongue, and his mind turned blank; he finally realized what was wrong.

After he got knocked into the lake, Stoltenberg still hadn’t gotten out yet. If Collina didn’t have a great understanding of Stoltenberg’s strength, he would think that the latter had drowned in the lake.

“A Sun-Class Lord who drowned? What is going on?” Collina thought to himself, “Could it be that Shaarawy’s strike instantly killed Stoltenberg? That is impossible! Although Shaarawy is powerful, most of his energy has been consumed since we chased him for so long.”

Chapter 982: Carefully Planned Trap (Part Two)

Collina would admit that Shaarawy was mighty, but this young lord wasn’t powerful enough to kill Stoltenberg with one strike.

On the other side, Henning who was dumber than a pig thought that victory was on their side for sure. Right now, he was sneering and glancing at Fei and other people of Chambord. Clearly, he was planning how to clean the account with Fei after killing Shaarawy.

At this moment, cold sweat slid down Collina’s forehead, and his heart was as cold as ice.

Collina thought of a cruel possibility, and he became ashen-faced.

Since he was distracted, the dozens of [Swords of Judgment] that were merging shook violently, and they were about to disintegrate and explode.

The smile on Shaarawy’s face became brighter. “You finally got it? You aren’t that stupid after all.”

As soon as he said that, several water beams shot up from the calm lake that only had light ripples on the surface.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures leaped out of the water like flashes of lightning, and they quickly took positions in the air, surrounding everyone including Collina, Henning, and all the Chambordians.

Bam!

A cold corpse fell onto the ground before Collina.

It was the corpse of Tenth Execution Oracle Stoltenberg who fell into the lake.

This burly man who looked humble and kind on the surface was still lively and powerful a moment ago, but he had no life energy left in him now. His body turned white, and his face turned green; he was no longer breathing.

Although no injury could be seen on the surface, a real master could tell what happened from looking at the corpse.

All of Stoltenberg’s muscles and bones were turned into mush, and the organs became blood gel. The only thing intact about this corpse was the skin.

An execution oracle who was a peak Burning Sun Lord became a corpse in less than 30 seconds.

Even though Fei already guessed something, he was still shocked by it.

The king glanced at these people who jumped out of the water and instantly realized that each and every one of them was stronger than Stoltenberg; that was the only way in which this execution oracle would die silently.

There were four of them.

The person on the right had curly black hair. Although he wasn’t handsome, he was better than average. However, his eyebrows were thick and looked like blades that hung above his long but slim eyes that contained a lot of energy. He was about the same age as Shaarawy, but he was slightly taller. He was wearing blackish-red, tight-fitting leather armor, and he had the pride, confidence, and nobility that were all similar to Shaarawy.

The person on the left had very short hair on the top and the side of his head; it was shorter than a finger. However, the hair on the back of his head was more than one meter long and was tied into a braid. He was as thin as a bamboo stick, but he always had a faint smile on his face. Many transparent blades circled him quickly and looked like tornadoes; they were silent and emitted terrifying auras.

The person behind Collina looked to be about 30 years old, and he was muscular and stood straight like a spear. His hair was thick, and it fluttered by his shoulders. He had an aquiline nose, and his eyes were deep. This man looked like a prince, and his presence was even stronger than that of the first two people. His aura made him appear like a giant sword that created this world, yet its blade was dull. It seemed like he could shatter this world if he showed his hand.

The last person had a friendly smile on his face since he appeared as if everyone here were his good buddy. In fact, his smile was so bright that wrinkles were all over his face. He had a giant beard, and his hair was short like iron needles. Even though he wasn’t good-looking, he appeared to be humble and genial. Many people’s first impression of him might be that he was a dumb*ss, but anyone who ignored the streaks of crazy light in his eyes would suffer great losses when dealing with him.

Fei was stunned after glancing at them.

“It’s them?! It is actually these people?!!!”