Chapter 2242 - 2243: Crowning You as King
This harsh and piercing sound resounded all around, causing the expressions of others to change.
However, the King, Ye Xunhuan, and Olivia did not intend to stop at all.
They knew that in a battle between experts, a second’s lapse or a single wrong move could determine the outcome, and being distracted now was a major taboo, especially since the King was facing the combined assault of Ye Xunhuan and Olivia!
At this moment, a black whirlwind suddenly attacked from the rear of the crowd, and a hand as withered as tree bark directly grabbed a man nearby, hurling him swiftly towards the King, Ye Xunhuan, and the others!
"No..."
As the man was flung through the air, he immediately let out a cry of unwillingness, his face revealing unprecedented terror.
"Pfft!"
Just as the man reached the front of Ye Xunhuan and the King, the sword in Ye Xunhuan’s hand swiftly decapitated him while the King’s long knife bisected him at the waist, scattering his innards on the ground. Scarlet blood splattered onto them both.
As the King cleaved the opponent at the waist, Olivia’s cleaver shot forth like a comet streaking towards the moon, rushing towards the King’s chest!
"Swish!"
Just as Olivia’s cleaver was about to pierce the King, he suddenly vanished from his original spot, as if he had never been there!
"Above you!"
A sharp and grating voice immediately rang out all around.
Upon hearing this, Olivia didn’t hesitate and quickly retreated backwards!
"Boom!"
Olivia had just retreated when a massive blade slashed down onto the ground, exploding like a landmine and sending dust flying!
Fortunately, someone warned Olivia, and she reacted immediately. Otherwise, despite the King’s attack not being fatal, it could have left Olivia gravely injured.
"Clap!"
The King slowly landed on the ground, and the dust around began to settle!
This time, neither Ye Xunhuan nor Olivia moved, nor did the King. All three of their gazes fixed on the old man who had suddenly appeared.
This old man was bald, extremely thin, and his entire being seemed to be nothing but skin and bones.
His deep blue eyes, sunk into his face, appeared dim and lifeless, resembling the eyes of an elderly person nearing blindness.
Yet, standing there, he exuded no signs of life, as if he was a corpse.
"This scenario is a bit like the six major sects attacking Ming Mountain in that Huaxia TV drama of yours!" the old man grinned, baring his teeth.
But his grin was chilling, as his face had only skin and bones with no flesh, giving an extremely eerie and terrifying look. Any child seeing his smile would be scared to tears on the spot.
The King’s brows slowly furrowed as he stared at this uninvited guest in front of him and said, "Are you Asmo?"
"You’ve got a good memory!" Asmo said softly, "When I met you thirty years ago, you looked like this, and thirty years later, you still look the same!"
"How do you maintain it, what cosmetics do you use? Recommend some to me so I can take care of myself as well..."
The King’s face darkened immediately, thinking angrily, What cosmetics do you think I’m using, you think I’m a woman? It’s because of my strength!
"Asmo, isn’t the Tsimitsi clan supposed to be reclusive? Are you planning to come out of isolation?"
Asmo, one of the few remaining top experts of the bloodline Tsimitsi clan, whose kin in Moscow once belonged to his clan.
Asmo chuckled, "Not really. It’s just that this young lad of a marshal let some of my juniors go in Moscow instead of killing them!"
"Our Tsimitsi clan may not be good people, but we believe in repaying kindness!" Asmo said nonchalantly, "Otherwise, we’d feel uneasy owing others!"
"Now that there’s finally a chance, naturally I have to repay the debt, but to be honest, I really didn’t want to come to your Huaxia!" Asmo’s tone suddenly shifted, "Your national guardians are too tricky, always playing dirty, causing me to nearly die here a few times before."
"I’ve got a shadow hanging over me about Huaxia!"
"But you came anyway!"
"I had no choice." Asmo said helplessly, "If he dies, our Tsimitsi clan would owe this debt for a lifetime."
"Looks like you’re ready to fight me!"
"King, how about making a deal?"
"Let’s hear it!"
"Let’s stop here and coexist peacefully, otherwise continuing to fight benefits no one." Asmo softly said, "Besides, when I came here, I saw people from the Church, and a few Cardinal Grand Masters, even the Church’s Saintess and their Round Table Knights!"
"No need for me to say why they are here, right?"
"So what if they’re here?"
"Indeed, you’re not afraid of these people from the Church, since all the elders of your national guardian sect are here, and they can’t leave." Asmo said softly, "But King, all of our Tsimitsi clan’s old fellows are here too, just not as fast as me, they’re behind us!"
"Besides, Blood Phoenix holding a cleaver has already ordered all blood clans above viscount to enter Huaxia!"
"Imagine what chaos that would cause!"
The King’s expression sank, "Are you threatening me?"
"Not me, it’s Blood Phoenix. I don’t have the capability to mobilize the hidden and visible factions." Asmo shrugged helplessly, "Moreover, this marshal’s people seem to be on the move, and before I came, I heard Hellfire has prepared a lot of munitions. You can guess what for without me telling you, right?"
With each sentence Asmo uttered, the King’s expression grew darker.
"King, sit down and talk, it will all be fine. If you don’t, rivers of blood will flow today." Asmo said calmly, "And you may not even achieve your objective!"
"Well, talk or not!"
"Not talking!" The King said resolutely, "Once I’ve made a move, there’s no turning back. Asmo, if you seek death, I’ll grant you that today, and Blood Phoenix, if you dare to bring all the princes, I’ll destroy your entire bloodline, obliterate your race!"
"Exterminate our blood clan? Such a big mouth, King!" Asmo’s face turned ugly immediately, "Marshal, Blood Phoenix, leave the King to me, why keep these people?"
"Marshal, kill them. If Huaxia won’t have you, Europe will. Our Tsimitsi clan shall crown you king!"