Chapter 443 Under the wall of the god emperor, one person is against the three kingdoms
Lattimore Clark took a steam ironclad ship and returned to Sage, the capital of the Lakma Empire, in just five days.
Without wasting any time, he rushed directly to the meeting place appointed by the Pope.
God Emperor Wall!
It was originally just a wall made of special steel. It has been exposed to wind and sun without rust.
As time passed, the place was protected as a historical monument and a small fortress was built around it.
According to folklore, a god once appeared here, so it was named the God Emperor Wall.
But in fact, Lattimore Clark knew that it was countless years ago that Taizu Daxuan led his troops to attack here and built a wall. It was just an act of showing off his martial arts, and it was regarded as a shame by countless white people and stayed here.
Here, it is regarded as a landmark building that stimulates people to work hard.
When Lattimore Clark came to the fortress, he found that many powerful men in the world gathered here.
As a mid-level fifth-level being, he doesn't dare to show any of his arrogance here.
"Clark, you're here? Very good! Everyone is here now."
It was Montgomery who spoke. He had golden hair, eyes as blue as the sky, and a bright smile on his face. He looked like a young man in his twenties, but Lattimore Clark knew that this man was already in his sixties.
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"Yes, distinguished Commander Montgomery."
Lattimore Clark gave the other party a knighthood.
There is no way around it. He is a higher-ranking person than me and is a sixth-level boss. If you don't show some respect, the other person will use actions to teach him what etiquette is.
"Everyone already knows Yan Anqing."
Montgomery suddenly spoke: "The first time he appeared, he was at the peak of the third level. A month later, he reached the peak of the fourth level."
"Another half month has passed, that is, now, he has easily killed many fifth-level powerhouses."
"Even the Brentaloston Magic Academy was completely destroyed by him, and all the great magicians, instructors, and students inside were killed by him."
"He is a devil, a devil in the real sense, a disaster for us white people!"
"We must catch him and destroy him!"
"The Pope said that this Yan Anqing is definitely not the reincarnation of a seventh-level powerhouse. No seventh-level powerhouse would be like him, seeking death everywhere before he has grown up."
"He has a great secret that can quickly improve a person's life realm."
"But that secret belongs to the devil. We humans should not explore it. Just kill Yan Anqing. That's enough."
Montgomery once had a physical check-up with the Pope.
Although he looks young, his years of fighting and his initial strength growth period between the ages of 16 and 35 have left too many hidden wounds on his body. He can only live for another five years at most. Unlike other sixth-level strong men who can live close to
One hundred years old.
There is no way, in this world, whether practicing martial arts, magic, or Taoism, all lead to the same goal through different paths. Before reaching the seventh level, there is no effect of prolonging life.
Even though Taizu Daxuan was extremely talented and conquered the world, he was eventually stuck at the peak of the sixth level, exhausted his lifespan, lived and died, and was extremely sad.
At the last moment of his life, Montgomery decided to kill an unprecedented genius as his final battle!
"You don't need to say this, we all know it."
Another sixth-level boss, Hamlet, suddenly said: "The key is how to find him and then kill him. As far as I know, this young Xuanren is very slippery and there is no way to find him where he is."
Perhaps the fifth-level experts present were still worried about whether Yan Anqing would seize the opportunity to replace them during the siege and lose their lives in vain.
But people at the sixth level don't need to think about this at all.
Their eyes flickered and they were thinking about how to gain their own benefits from this action.
Yan Anqing's growth was too rapid and strange. No one believed it when he said it was talent and potential.
If they can get the secret weapon that allows Yan Anqing to grow rapidly, they may also be able to reach a higher level!
The current situation in the Xuan Dynasty is very strange.
Hundreds of years ago, various geniuses and powerful men emerged one after another in the Xuan Dynasty, but in recent years, even fourth-level people were rare, and fifth-level people were already considered the pinnacle.
They suspected that the beauty of heaven and earth was absorbed by a certain treasure, and then this treasure fell into Yan Anqing's hands.
Suddenly, a strange and young voice sounded under the God Emperor's wall.
"I heard you are looking for me?"
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in sackcloth standing at the gate of the fortress, looking towards them with a half-smile.
Black hair and black eyes, who else could it be if it weren’t Yan Anqing?
"You dare to come here, you are really asking for death!"
"kill!"
"Arrogant! Too arrogant! Surround him and don't let him escape! Otherwise, where will our dignity go!"
Who said that only Xuan people can save face?
Cherishing face is something that everyone in this world has in common.
As he said this, everyone took the first step to take action.
Among the people present, the weakest one is a fifth-level strongman. After experiencing countless life-and-death trials and duels, they all understand the principle of not talking nonsense before a battle.
Encircle and suppress Yan Anqing, seal Yan Anqing's escape route, capture him alive, and force him to find out his secret!
Many people's eyes flickered and they were thinking like this.
However, Yan Anqing did not retreat or evade, he just stood still and silently waited for their formation.
"Are you done now?"
"Then... we can start the game!"
As he spoke, Yan Anqing's figure flashed and came directly to Lattimore Clark.
No one reacted.
Even the sixth-level bosses could barely capture an afterimage. Their bodies wanted to keep up, but they couldn't.
A white hand pressed on Clark's forehead.
"So fast!"
A fire as scarlet as blood filled Lattimore Clark's field of vision.
This also became his last memory.
Looking at the charred corpse of Lattimore Clark, the powerful men from the three white nations looked at each other with ugly expressions.
Montgomery's eyes narrowed: "Sixth level! This guy's life realm has reached the sixth level! A genius that has never been seen before and will never come after! Hamlet, Wilkester, Adolf! Let's put aside our prejudices and join forces to kill him.
Then let’s talk about the rest!”
Even so, Montgomery still felt a little guilty in his heart.
Judging from the performance of life aura, this guy is indeed the sixth level, but the speed and lethality seem to be far more than that...
