Hail the King Chapter 1190

Chapter 1190: The Appearance of the Continental Martial Saint (Part One)

"You have been scheming against me. Haha! Why can't I do it against you?" Fei's presence suddenly rose, no longer looking dispirited and lost.

Then, the emperor dashed into the sky and stood on the same level as Platini who was standing on the top of the giant green boulder.

"This is impossible… how did you do it?" The mockery on Platini's face instantly disappeared. While roaring, he activated the dried heart of this goblin supreme G.o.d.

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A series of strong and rhythmic noises sounded like the rhythm of the world, and green ripples appeared and expanded like giant waves, surging toward Fei and Elena.

"Haha! Do you really think that I can't block the power of a corpse?" Fei laughed and tore open the s.p.a.ce around him as if he was tearing a piece of fabric. The terrifying green sound waves that could instantly kill G.o.ds got turned into pieces as if they were paper, pa.s.sing by Fei and Elena.

"Humph! So you were pretending all along! You wanted to get information out of me?" Platini's expression turned ugly, and he stared at Fei in anger. "Although I don't know why you aren't affected by the suppression of a supreme G.o.d's laws of nature, what can you do? Hehe, now that you recovered, what can you do? I have 12 G.o.dly-king-level [G.o.dly Warriors], and there are only two of you. Today, you have to die!"

"It seems like I need to tell you the story of someone being asked to enter a boiling pot." Fei looked at his opponent in pity and said, "Don't you want to know why I knew something about this place?"

"You…" Platini suddenly thought of something, and a terrified expression appeared on his face.

"Hahaha! Did you think it through? It is too late! Let's compare the number of people on each side again! Come out! The Throne of Creation!" Fei laughed loudly.

Before the emperor could finish, a series of brilliant silver ripples appeared in the air. Then, a giant beautiful silver throne slowly showed up. This throne looked majestic like a descending overlord, and it was engraved with all kinds of images of the G.o.ds. As streaks of light flashed around it, this throne seemed to have come to life, and many holy spiritual battle songs resonated and surged around it.

This was the treasure that Fei obtained from Sky City - the Throne of Creation.

This throne also had another name - the Throne of Destruction.

Although the Throne of Destruction was the name that it had, it was later proved that Cain and Akara made a mistake in terms of knowledge, which was rare. Their translation was off, and they translated the word 'creation' into 'destruction'. Now, this throne finally got its proper name.

Of course, this wasn't the important part.

As the Throne of Creation appeared, another figure also showed up in this giant s.p.a.ce.

This figure was slightly short and chubby, and he had thick black curly hair and a big grey beard. He had big eyes and thick brows, and his big nose added to his character.

This man was wearing an ordinary-looking sky-blue robe, and he was standing beside the Throne of Creation with a smile on his face.

Just judging from his appearance alone, this man was an ordinary middle-aged man. He didn't have an overbearing presence and a dominant aura. In fact, he didn't even look like a charismatic uncle.

He was more like a casual and calm farmer. If he were within a large group of people, he wouldn't be picked out by masters.

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Chapter 1190: The Appearance of the Continental Martial Saint (Part Two)

However, when Platini saw this man, his expression completely froze!

"Maradona!" Platini said this man's name slowly, syllable by syllable.

Regardless of who it was, their heads would buzz once they heard this name.

On the entire Azeroth Continent, there was only one man with the name Maradona!

This man was the strongest human under the stars, and he resided on the Continental Martial Saint Mountain and dominated the continent for 1,000 years. No master dared to challenge his prestige and power! Although he was a mysterious figure who almost no one had seen before, he was powerful enough to rival the Holy Church on his own! He was the Continental Martial Saint!

A man who lived in legends!

A man who was almost like a supreme G.o.d in many people's eyes!

A man who Platini hated to the core!

"We meet again, Sc.u.mbag!" Maradona smiled and greeted Platini. It was clear that the relations.h.i.+p between these two wasn't friendly; everyone could see that.

Intense murderous spirits hid under the smiles on the surface. It seemed like Fei wasn't the first person to call Platini a sc.u.mbag.

"Why are you here? Aren't you…" Platini was stunned!

"Shouldn't I be blocked at the Dragon Island in the Central Region, right?" Maradona casually grabbed in the air, and a cigar appeared in his hand. He placed it in between his lips, and sparks appeared on the end when he sucked on the b.u.t.t of the cigar. Then, the fragrance of the cigar slowly permeated the air.

"If I didn't release the fake appearance of me being blocked at the Dragon Island in the Central Region, would an old fox like you decide to come to the Southern Region to ambush Alexander?"

Platini finally realized something, and he said with hatred, "It seems like you two already partnered up a while ago?"

Fei smiled and said, "Of course. Do you really think that I'm an ignorant fool? Do you think that I'm someone who thinks that I'm invincible and can go anywhere in the world after I became a G.o.d? I knew that underestimating enemies is equivalent to committing suicide. Without knowing that I will win for sure, would I come into this trap recklessly?"

Platini's expression turned livid and extremely ugly. "When did you start working together? How come my intelligence network didn't even get a single clue?"

"When?" Maradona casually blew a smoke ring and said, "Long, long ago. Before Barcelona waged the war against Zenit, we were already in touch. You should know that little ones such as Milito, Ca.s.sano, and Shaarawy are under me. Since they are familiar with Alexander, there is no communicate blockage between us."

"I see…" Platini sighed and said, "I should have thought about that. I should have known… those d.a.m.n wastrels in the G.o.dly Clergy Group! They didn't provide any relevant information to me…"

"Wastrels? The G.o.dly Clergy Group has no wastrels. As to why you didn't receive any reports? Perhaps some people don't want you to know too much. Hahaha!" Maradona soon finished smoking the entire cigar.

Platini sharply captured the information that Maradona revealed, and glints flashed in his eyes. "Blatter? That old fart? He is scheming behind my back?"

Fei also realized something at this moment, and he thought to himself, "It seems like there are conflicts within the Holy Church. The relations.h.i.+p between Pope Blatter and Deputy Pope Platini isn't as great as it seems. These two magnates are fighting behind everyone's back. This time, it seems like Platini got pinched by Blatter."

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