Chapter 1140: The Troop That Lost Its Homelands
In legends, the Human Emperor of the North was the reincarnation of a godly king, and he rose up four years ago in an unstoppable manner. In a short time, he became a young lord and shocked the world. Also, he battled with the Holy Church many times and won every single match, and he defeated the troops of Barcelona earlier, bringing even more attention to himself. Right now, this young man was so famous that his fame was chasing after the level of Continental Martial Saint Maradona.
Some people even said that the Human Emperor of the North already became a god.
Also, a piece of even more shocking news appeared in the last month.
It was heard that this young and unparalleled lord already wiped through the Northern Region and realized the dream that many emperors had but couldn’t achieve throughout the last 1,000 years – uniting one of the five regions of Azeroth.
Now, this young ruler was already one of the most powerful figures in the world!
At the moment, only two people dared to retain and help them, the soldiers who were detested by the Holy Church.
One was the legendary and mysterious Continental Martial Saint Maradona.
Unfortunately, this man was a mystery. Except for his disciples, he didn’t have any forces or territories. Even if these soldiers found this figure, the latter wouldn’t be able to help so many people.
The other person was Human Emperor Alexander of the North.
This new and influential figure was rising to the top of the world, and his momentum was so strong that others didn’t dare to look at him as if he was the rising sun. His individual strength almost rivaled that of Continental Martial Saint Maradona, and he controlled a large region. He had countless talented strategists, fierce generals, and powerful masters who could defeat many opponents.
The momentum of this force was so great that even the Holy Church which had just obtained the victory in the Holy War didn’t dare to underestimate it.
In the beginning, these soldiers were afraid that Human Emperor Alexander of the North wouldn’t want to help them who were homeless.
However, it was later learned that this new powerful ruler was a great friend of Shaarawy and the other military leaders, and Human Emperor Alexander of the North was welcoming of them.
This information instantly eliminated the doubts and worries in these people’s minds.
For this troop that lost their homelands, they finally found some hope like lost travelers who finally saw a light in the endless darkness.
After more than half a month of traveling, this troop finally arrived at the border between the Central Region and the Northern Region.
As long as they could cross the Strait of Naples, they would be inside the Northern Region and safe.
“This is the darkness before dawn.” Every soldier was telling themselves this, and they tried their best to squeeze out the last bit of energy in their bodies. They were trying to increase their pace and follow the group. They didn’t want to lag behind and become a burden to their peers.
Suddenly, streaks of powerful energy fluctuations appeared in the southern sky further away.
They were the presences of top-tier priests of the Holy Church.
Having battled the troops of the Holy Church all these days, these soldiers couldn’t be more familiar with the sensations and presences.
The bone-chilling murderous spirits could be felt through the air, and everyone’s heart began to sink.
“Hahaha! You are a bunch of anxious and homeless dogs! I was wondering where you escaped to. You are all here!” While a series of laughs sounded in the sky, five figures who were covered in silver energy flames appeared in the southern sky.
The person in the lead was fat like a meat mountain. He was wearing a bloody cross shirt, and the giant red cape could only cover half of his body. It looked a little ridiculous.
However, no one in this troop could laugh.
This fat pig was Kassai, and he was the Deputy Commander of the Godly Execution Knight Legion of the Holy Church. Although he looked dull and stupid, he was a terrifying figure. His hands were stained by the blood of countless masters of Inter Milan and AC Milan.
Ten days ago, this man personally killed thousands of members of the Royal Family of AC Milan regardless of their gender and age, and his methods were cruel. He was a loyal henchman to Pope Blatter and Bishop Platini, and he was already a peak demi-god. His strength couldn’t be overlooked.
The four figures who were dressed in blood-red godly robes and standing behind Kassai were his assistants, and they were called the [Four Godly Punishment Knights]. They were almost all peak Sun-Class Lords, and they were also infamous. Their hands were stained with the blood of countless warriors and civilians of the two empires.
It was heard that these five people were all scum. They were infamous since they killed and robbed many people in the Western Region, and they were public enemies. As a result, many righteous masters went after them.
No one knew how, but these five people somehow joined the Holy Church and became priests. Their status instantly skyrocketed, and they were no longer fearful of many things.
None of these five people were kind and gentle.
The troop was just about to enter the Northern Region, but such vicious figures chased after them at this critical moment.
It was troublesome now.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A few powerful presences appeared on the ground; they were the masters in the troop who could still battle, and they flew toward Kassai and the other four fearlessly, trying to block these murderers.
However, Kassai waved his giant hand where each finger was like a carrot, and his expression looked impatient.
“Eh… puff!”
“Ah…”
More than a dozen masters of the two empires spat out blood and got knocked back before they could get close to this man. The difference in strength between the two parties was huge! It was an unfathomable gap!
Kassai’s fat figure floated in the sky, and he looked at the 400,000 soldiers on the ground as if he was looking at a group of ants. His smile was cold and violent.
Kassai glanced around and frowned, and he suddenly shouted, “Shaarawy, Cassano… why aren’t you standing out? Aren’t your bones tough? Don’t you want to protect these dirty people? Why are you now cowards who are hiding in turtle shells? Hahaha! If you don’t come out, I will start stomping these ants to death!”
Kassai’s murderous words echoed between the sky and the land, making the world change color.
…
“What should we do?”
On the ground, several military officers were hiding in waist-high grass, and they appeared anxious as they looked up at the sky.
They were carrying four unconscious people on the simple stretchers beside them; the latter were Shaarawy, Cassano, Palacio, and Milito.
In the prior bloody battle, these four young lords used all their strength and saved these 400,000 elite soldiers from the shadow of the Grim Reaper.
When the last fortress of the two empires, Milan City, was conquered, the battle was extremely intense with blood everywhere.
The young and spiritual Young Lord Pato tried to buy time for the troop to exit the battlefield, and he fought with more than a dozen opponents on his level. Unwilling to surrender, he self-detonated and bought some time for this last troop to escape.