Hail the King

Chapter 1193: The Struggle Before Death (Part Three)

Platini put many attractive and valuable offers on the table.

“If you don’t kill me; if you promise not to kill me, I can tell you everything. I can even serve you…” Platini begged, “The Azeroth Continent is facing a catastrophe. You can’t imagine what is happening in this dimension! I can tell you….”

Further away, Continental Martial Saint Maradona pondered to himself. It was clear that he wasn’t distracted by what Platini said. Instead, he stared at the direction that the Scepter of Ragnarok took off and thought hard about something.

Almost without hesitation, Fei shook his head and declined all offers. “Platini, you didn’t only betray those faithful believers, you also betrayed the [Black-Cloth Shrine] and the Azeroth Continent. I won’t make a deal with someone like you. Therefore, disappear from this world!”

Before Fei finished speaking, he tightened his hands and crushed this mass of flames. Then, a massive amount of spirit energy appeared and shattered Platini’s last bit of consciousness in this world.

A heavyweight magnate of the Holy Church instantly disappeared from this world! It was unbelievable that Platini died like this.

Once the news got out, the entire continent would shake violently.

Even at this moment, Fei couldn’t believe what just took place.

“Platini is someone who lived in legends. This troublesome opponent only fought me one, and he died just like this? Did I only kill one of his mirror images or doppelgangers?” Fei thought to himself.

However, the mass of godly-king-level energy flames in Fei’s hand told him that there was no mistake. Except for Platini, no one could have such a massive amount of pure holy power.

Gradually, the emperor refined this mass of energy and sucked it into his grand godly realm.

Continental Martial Saint Maradona observed the entire process, and his eyelids twitched repeatedly.

“Devouring his opponents’ core energies? Is this the reason behind the Human Emperor of the North’s rise?”

“This is a terrifying secret technique. Devouring the enemy’s core energy and using it as his own… this is unheard of! As long as he can kill enough masters, his realm will continue to increase without limit! Ordinary people have to cultivate diligently and face bottlenecks and thresholds, but he is free of all these issues?”

“This is insane!”

Maradona thought to himself.

“Thank you, Senior! Your help is greatly appreciated.” After devouring Platini’s energy, Fei smiled and showed his gratitude toward Maradona.

“Hahaha! It should me who need to thank you. Fighting with Platini, this scumbag, for many years, I couldn’t do anything to him. Today, by borrowing your strength, this scumbag finally met his end…” The Continental Martial Saint talked like a little hooligan, which was easy for others to feel intimate and trust him.

What Maradona said was true. He fought Platini many years both in the dark and in public, and he knew Platini’s true self. The latter seemed honorable, but he was despicable. However, Platini’s status and influence were great, and many masters followed him. Even though Maradona was the Continental Martial Saint, he couldn’t do anything to Platini.

Throughout the years, Maradona and Platini only had small skirmishes, and Maradona could only watch as Platini’s force grew stronger.

This time, Maradona got to partner with the Human Emperor of the North in secret. They created this trap, and Platini was also betrayed by someone on his side.