Chapter 287: Emperor Yassin (Part Two)
Looking from afar, Fei was able to clearly see the six golden stars on the chest of these mages; Fei’s eyes were great.
This represented six-star mage.
All four of the royal mages were six-star mages.
Fei curled his lips.
An empire was an empire. Fei didn’t expect to see four six-star mages today.
But after thinking back to the six-star magic arrays around the battlefield in Moro Mountains, the appearance of the four six-star mages was no longer shocking. After all, there were probably a lot of high-level mages serving the royal family of Zenit.
Actually, Fei suspected that there were more hidden powers of Zenit than what was being shown on the surface. He believed that there must be more terrifying masters who were still hiding in the tightly guarded royal palace.
Soon, Fei’s eyes went back to the golden throne that was on the ninth floor of the stage.
After paying closer attention to the throne, Fei realized that it was made from an unknown material that was probably also very precious. The image of a flying half-dragon beast was vividly engraved onto the throne, and it looked very similar to the dragon beast that was circling above the stage. The head of the dragon was very majestic, and its neck was long and slender. Under the sharp horns, the huge mouth revealed multiple lines of teeth as the fire was being spurted out of it. There was a layer of thin yet rough scales on its body, and it was carrying a huge throne on its back that was about two meters tall.
Everyone knew that there was only one person who was qualified to sit on the throne.
After reading the notes that were written by Yassin when he was young, Fei was very curious about this legendary emperor. He really wanted to see this talented man closer.
But at this moment, streams of red energy came off of the throne, and it blocked everything like a cloud of fire. No one was able to see through this red energy, including Fei who was now a mid-tier seven-star warrior and tried to focus through the energy.
Fei was really confused as he frowned.
According to the notes in Chambord’s Library, Emperor Yassin would arrive on time in all of the previous competitions, and he never hid his appearance. This handsome and up straight emperor would stand on the stage and inspect all of the elite soldiers who would follow his command.
Also, according to the notes in Chambord’s Library, Emperor Yassin was really heroic and charismatic. Just looking from afar, one would feel like listening to him and following his orders.
But why would the emperor try to hide his face this time?
Could it be that the emperor was really on the edge of death? He didn’t want his subjects to see him in such a weak form?
Although Fei was quite far away from the stage, he could still sense the power level of everyone on that stage.
Under the seventh floor, there were more than twenty guards whose power level ranged from three-star to five-star. On the seventh floor, there were the four royal mages; their power sensations were as bright as a fire in a dark night. On the eighth floor, Elder Prince Arshavin’s six-star warrior energy could also be clearly sensed. He had a light military murderous intent in his energy that made him appear more ferocious than the royal mages. Beside him, the second prince Dominguez was wearing a magic armor that increased his strength, and he could barely keep his strength on the four-star level. Although he lacked strength compared with Arshavin, the god gave him a beautiful face. Even if he was standing in a dark night, his handsome face would lit up the surroundings like a star. Perfect figure, luxurious armor, handsome face…… Even though he was weaker than Arshavin, he easily attracted a ton of attention.
Fei was able to sense these people’s strength.
However, he couldn’t sense the strength of that figure who was on the throne and in the field of red energy. It felt like there was something that was blocking Fei’s sensory in that region.
“Moo……” The three white bulls released proud and comfortable mooing sounds.
These bulls were being treated like kings and fed properly by the royal family. There were many servants who washed them daily, the bulls slept on the softest blankets and drank the purest water. For their whole lives, they had been waiting for this day; their hearts would be used to predict what was going to happen to the empire in the next three years. However, since the bulls got used to the luxurious lifestyles, they didn’t know about the ending of their lives. They laid on the ninth-floor of the stage and looked down at more than twenty thousand soldiers like the ruler of the empire; they weren’t scared at all.