Chapter 337: Final Match (2/2)

Especially since Fei wanted the control of the new legion that was about to be formed, and that legion was going to the battlefront, he better pays attention to what was happening.

Time passed by, and the darkness enveloped the continent.

The Bylaw Enforcement Officers who were out to gather information soon came back. What Fei thought happened didn’t occur. Rather, the Martial Saint of Spartax Empire, Lkunta, arrived at St. Petersburg; he was going to duel with the Martial Saint of Zeit, Krasic, five days later on the Martial Saint Mountain.

This battle between the two Martial Saints was scheduled a long time ago.

Since there was a war between the two empires, this battle was even more significant. A Martial Saint was like the soul of an empire, and he or she was the person that all soldiers of an empire looked up to. Although a Martial Saint didn’t have any privileges or official power, they were worshipped by numerous citizens and treated like idols.

The result of the battle between Krasic and Lkunta would determine which empire had the best top-tier warriors.

If one Martial Saint lost, the empire he or she belonged to would no longer have any people who could defend against the Martial Saint of the enemy empire. Even if the military and troops got involved, they would be faced with huge risks. In the wars on the Azeroth Continent, top-tier masters had inestimable influence and had the ability to potentially turn a losing situation around.

Martial Saint of Spartax was very low-key, and his group didn’t attract any attention. Of course, they also didn’t hide their identity. In a few hours, the news about Lkunta’s arrival spread around the area. Although the officials of Zenit were confident in Martial Saint Krasic, the three battle legions were moved and repositioned just in case the worst situation occurred.

“I see.” Fei thought about it.

He was looking forward to the battle. However, he didn’t know if there were restrictions on who could attend and observe. But didn’t matter what the rules were, Fei was determined to watch this battle between the most powerful warrior of the two empires.

The atmosphere around the camp area was slowly changing.

When some of the warriors and nobles from the southern regions of Zenit heard about Lkunta’s arrival, they all went to the residence of Lkunta and started denouncing Spartax Empire’s invade and offenses.

……

It was midnight, and Angela still didn’t return from St. Petersburg.

Tanasha sent someone to Chambord’s campsite to let Fei know that there was a huge party where all the influential figures of Zenit would attend. She said that Angela would stay for the night at her place and could return the next day.

Fei frowned after he heard that, but he didn’t say anything.

In the night, Fei entered Diablo World to kill monsters and level up.

This time, he chose the Barbarian Character. After a night of killings, he almost completed all the quests on the Third Map [Kurast Docks]. When he and Elena reached [Durance of Hate – Level 2], his time limit for the day was almost up.

Fei decided that he won’t go to the final boss [Mephisto] on this map unless he was fully prepared, and he returned to [Rogue Encampment]. He learned more new knowledge from Akara and Cain, and he then asked them how much decoding they had done to that mysterious room so far. After hearing that success wasn’t too far away, he tried his best to hold back the curiosity and exited Diablo World.

Now, the Barbarian Character was level 76.

……

The kingdom ranking matches continued to proceed the next day.

After the draw, it was determined that Fei and Elena would be battling each other, and the Luck Prince Shevchenko would be taking on [One Sword].

This set up was a little disappointing for Chambord as one of them would be knocked out for sure. [One Sword] was a lot luckier and got the Luck Prince Shevchenko as an opponent. Tens of thousands of people in the audience knew that [One Sword] would be able to easily defeat his opponent and move into the final.

It seemed like the dramatical matchup between [One Sword] and the king of Chambord was guaranteed. They were like the mortal enemy of each other, and it seemed like everything was set up by fate.