Chapter 1692: Chapter 1712: Heavy Encirclement

With a hum, Sir Gould’s Grand Light emanated brilliance, and as the radiance appeared, it seemed the whole world was bathed in brightness and justice, leaving all wickedness and corruption utterly eliminated.

The Crown Prince, Commander Yang, Ricardo Fuentes, and others gazed in admiration at the light. This light could restrain anyone with evil in their hearts or who had committed wrongdoings, especially those old devils, those zombies, those demonic beasts, and so forth, who would be instantly purified under this radiant glow.

Indeed, purification was what it was; Sir Gould could use this light to slay a great devil in an instant.

Of course, Sir Gould rarely used this light easily, as its power was immense, causing him to destroy a thousand of his enemies at the cost of eight hundred of himself, depleting his essence, energy, and spirit.

However, today someone dared to invade the royal palace, and so, being the foremost noble in the land, he naturally couldn’t sit idly by. Thus, upon his arrival, he immediately used his Grand Light to assist Ricardo Fuentes and Commander Yang in slaying the intruders.

Yet, to his great astonishment, the moment his Grand Light shone upon Yusuf Zuck, Yusuf unleashed the Grand Realm, and then his light was absorbed directly by Yusuf.

With a pop, Yusuf seemed to thrive as he absorbed the Grand Light. His Grand Realm trembled violently, and the two realms sealed on him were directly forced open.

“Grand Qi.”

With a boom, his entire body surged, resembling waves, as mighty Grand Qi exploded outward.

Indeed, absorbing Sir Gould’s Grand Light actually expanded his Grand Realm, or one could say, Sir Gould inadvertently boosted his Cultivation Level.

“What? He possesses Grand Qi too? How is that possible?”

“Not good, Your Highness, be careful.” Sir Gould roared, for Yusuf, with his Grand Realm unfolded, suddenly leaped like a monkey and shot towards the Crown Prince like a Sharp Arrow.

“Your Highness, be careful.”

“Guard, protect the Crown…” The guards surrounding the Crown Prince were about to form a Formation to protect him when Yusuf’s Grand Realm enveloped them, freezing them all in an instant.

“Sizzle, sizzle—” The frozen guards and nobles began emitting black smoke from their heads, as if their souls were ignited from within. The smoke was black, and their vitality rapidly declined, life force dissipating.

Particularly, the Crown Prince had the most smoke billowing from his head, like a chimney, hissing and sizzling.

Moreover, their faces and bodies started to bubble, one black spot after another bulging and bursting—not festering, but as if their flesh was being cooked!

Yusuf hadn’t expected his Grand Realm to become so powerful; the mere fact of its expansion had caused this. The Grand Qi covered them, and their heads emitted smoke, their bodies bubbled, and their life forces dissipated rapidly.

“Such a terrifying Grand Aura.” Yusuf was inwardly shocked, yet his speed didn’t decrease; instead, he rushed into the crowd even faster, fiercely swinging his blade.

Meanwhile, from the other two directions, Ricardo Fuentes and Commander Yang charged toward him desperately; they could not allow the Crown Prince to die, as his death would enrage the king.

However, they were a bit far, and Yusuf was intent on a decisive kill, so before they reached him, Yusuf’s carving knife had already cleaved down from the Crown Prince’s forehead.

Swish—the sharpest carving knife in the world sliced through the Crown Prince like tofu, splitting him in two.

The king’s eldest son, regent Crown Prince, the foremost figure in the palace, dead!

“Ah? The Crown Prince is dead…”

“Ahhhhh…” Those who witnessed the Crown Prince being dismembered screamed in terror.

It should be noted that at this moment, not only were there people on the battlefield, but many palace maids, eunuchs, guards, concubines, and others were watching the commotion from afar.

But what they saw was the commotion of the Crown Prince being killed, leading countless people to scream.

A major event, the sky had fallen!!!

Meanwhile, Sir Gould stood on the ground, seemingly in a daze, trembling all over and muttering to himself.

“Meritorious Golden Body, Grand Qi Realm, this is… this is the child of destiny, the child of destiny.”

“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—” As countless people screamed, Yusuf began to swiftly reap the lives of those before him.

With each slash, one or two nobles would be cleaved in two.

Since they were all within his Grand Realm, they had no power to resist. Some even spontaneously combusted without him needing to kill them.

Indeed, spontaneously combusted, because once enveloped by the Grand Qi, all the sins they had sown in their lives were cleansed by the pranic light; their souls burned of their own accord. Those whose will was not strong enough simply self-immolated, and even the strong-willed could not withstand such purification by the Grand Qi.

“Call the formation master, set up the Formation rapidly.” Commander Yang was somewhat flustered; so many in the palace could not stop one person, so in urgency, he thought of setting formations, believing only a formation could stop this person.

Ricardo Fuentes did not engage Yusuf in close combat but began a ranged assault—be it fists or palms, repeatedly striking, wearing down Yusuf’s energy.

Countless palace guards soared into the sky, surrounding him in layers, until within a few heartbeats, thousands encircled Yusuf, sealing him in high and low.

“Release arrows.”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—archers launched a barrage of arrows, showering Yusuf like raindrops.

“Throw spears.” Thousands of spear-throwers hurled javelins, whose penetrative force pierced the void with a crashing sound.

“Fire encirclement.”

“Ice Sealing.”

“Maze-soil Formation.”

“Thunder’s fury all around.”

Various attacks and Divine Skills thronged in, overwhelming in force while the masters only skirmished at the perimeter with killing moves.

Trapped among the crowd, Yusuf dared not defend using conventional means, knowing that at this moment, no Gang Qi defense would be effective—only his Golden Body could protect his life.

Arrows fell like raindrops, and various Divine Techniques pounded on him, freezing, burning, striking with lightning, and so on.

Yet, every attack on the Golden Body was ineffective, causing him pain but unable to threaten his life.

“You cannot kill me, while I can easily destroy you!” Perhaps due to the intense pain, the more attacks Yusuf endured, the redder his eyes became, and he charged forward through the arrow rain like a man possessed, swinging his blade relentlessly.

Swish, swish, swish—indeed, as he had said, no matter how many attacks the enemy made, they only drained his energy, only causing him excruciating pain, but they could not truly harm him, and with each swing of his blade, swathes of guards were carved to pieces.

However, the enemies were too numerous; as he killed one group, another quickly replaced it. As he advanced, the guards formed layers to block him, furiously obstructing his path.

Yusuf knew this couldn’t go on; in this battle of attrition, sooner or later, he would exhaust all his energy, and at that point, he would be defenseless and doomed!

But what method did he have to break through the siege?