Hail the King Chapter 1082.1

Chapter 1082: Understanding Smiles (Part One)

“Who… who are you?” Another arrogant peak Full Moon Elite of Barcelona was terrified, and he asked the question while shaking. He sounded like Little Red Riding Hood with his trembling voice.

At this moment, this man still wanted to state his honorable status as an officer in the No.1 Military Empire on the continent and wanted to use his prestige to suppress these golden-armored supreme masters who just appeared.

However, these golden-armored warriors didn't give this man the chance.

Three golden-armored warriors with red light beams dashing out of their eyes punched out, and the terrifying energies tore through the sky like surging tidal waves. Everything in their paths was shattered. In extreme desperation and shock, this master of Barcelona was turned into blood mist.

At the same time, the other three peak Full Moon Elites of Barcelona felt desperate.

“Ah!”

“No!”

Two shrill screams sounded in the sky.

In a flash, two more masters of Barcelona died as they were turned into blood mist.

A few moments ago, these peak Full Moon Elites of Barcelona came to Chambord in excitement as they planned to kill most of the people here. They wanted to come here in advance and rob the treasures while getting all the credit. They saw Chambord as a weak opponent, but they were killed in the sky before their feet could touch Chambord's soil. This was something that they never imagined.

The power of Chambord went beyond the imagination of these five masters.

In the blink of an eye, only one peak Full Moon Elite remained alive. He was the thin and tall warrior who was the most cautious and reserved, and he was also the most powerful in the group.

As soon as this man discovered the red-eyed, golden-armored warriors of Chambord, his guard went up. Instead of trying to resist and fight back, he instantly dashed away, and he actually escaped the first wave of attack.

Boom!

A red-eyed, golden-armored warrior punched out, and an energy fist flew toward this Moon-Cla.s.s Elite.

The terrifying red energy flames flew past this thin and tall Barcelonan, but half of his arm was turned into nothingness.

“Ah! Puff…”

This Moon-Cla.s.s Elite of Barcelona puked out a mouthful of blood and felt terrified.

An unprecedented level of despair engulfed his mind, and it seemed like the Grim Reaper squeezed on his throat.

This man closed his eyes and waited for his death.

One second pa.s.sed… ten seconds pa.s.sed…

The devastating fate of being crushed into pieces didn't occur. Those terrifying red-eyed, golden-armored warriors didn't chase after him! Those deadly figures let him go!

This Barcelonan opened his eyes again and looked back subconsciously.

Those 26 figures stayed in mid-air. While golden light flashed on them, these powerful warriors of Chambord just stood there in the sky and looked at him from afar. Their gold armor was beautiful, and vicious back hooks filled their bodies. Everything on them was covered except for the two holes used for seeing, and red light beams were shooting out. These warriors' presences were cold, but they didn't chase.

“What is going on?” This thin and tall master named Armando got suspicious.

Although he was extremely scared, he didn't immediately escape for some reason. Instead, he stayed and carefully observed the situation.

Upon observation, he made a shocking discovery!

These murderous warriors in gold armor had icy presences, but it seemed like they lacked vitality. Instead of feeling like humans in armor, they felt more like many… corpses!

Armando couldn't sense any liveliness from them; they seemed like cold machines instead.

“Could it be… these warriors are magic puppets?” Armando seemed to have realized something, and he was shocked to his core.