Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 433: Chapter 176: Formation of the Royal Knight Order

The entire council hall was silent.

David stood at the center of the hall, his presence like an iceberg, emitting a chilling aura.

The King of Flowing Fire and the Saint lay on the ground, their powers seemed insignificant under David’s absolute suppression.

David’s gaze swept over the nobles, their faces filled with shock and fear, and no one dared to challenge his authority at this moment.

Finally, his gaze landed on the King of Flowing Fire, and his voice echoed in the hall: "King of Flowing Fire, you have lost."

The King of Flowing Fire struggled to stand up, his eyes full of astonishment, facing the reality that he had no ability to resist in front of Duke Frost Wolf. The gap between them was truly too vast!

"Duke Frost Wolf, have you really broken through to Tier Eight?" he trembled as he spoke.

Such a terrifying power gap indicated they were not at the same level; only this could explain Duke Frost Wolf’s terrifying strength.

"Indeed."

David openly admitted.

The moment David calmly acknowledged he had broken through to Tier Eight, the atmosphere in the council hall seemed to solidify.

All eyes focused on him, with the nobles displaying various expressions, but without exception, showed deep shock and fear.

The King of Flowing Fire’s trembling was not just because of physical injuries, but because of the shock in his heart.

He realized that the gap between him and Duke Frost Wolf had become insurmountable, and he also thought of the rumors about Duke Frost Wolf.

The nobles exchanged glances, their hearts filled with awe and unease.

Duke Frost Wolf’s power had exceeded their imagination; a Tier Eight presence was extremely rare in this world, and each Tier Eight powerhouse possessed the power to change a nation’s destiny.

Duke Frost Wolf’s breakthrough was not just an individual’s growth, but the sky knight’s ceiling was shattered!

The atmosphere in the hall became tense and heavy; no one dared to make any rash moves at this moment.

They all knew that any challenge to Duke Frost Wolf might lead to catastrophic consequences.

David stood there, like an insurmountable mountain; his presence exerted an invisible pressure on everyone.

The King of Flowing Fire’s eyes flashed a hint of unwillingness, but it was quickly replaced by rationality.

He knew now was not the time to confront head-on; he needed time to think about how to deal with this suddenly powerful opponent.

Others in the hall also fell into deep thought, needing to reassess their positions and strategies to cope with this new power dynamic.

David surveyed the surroundings, finally focusing on the equally shocked Saint.

The envoy representing the Holy Light Church, though maintaining a calm demeanor, could not completely hide the shock and caution in his eyes.

The Holy Light Church was an ancient force in this world, with deep foundations and formidable power.

Even if David had reached Tier Eight, he dared not underestimate such a colossal force.

He knew that the real strength of the Holy Light Church far exceeded common imagination, wielding many hidden means and secrets.

David took a deep breath, aware that although he was strong, he still needed to act cautiously.

The atmosphere in the hall remained tense, but David had already made his decision. He slowly spoke, his voice carrying an indisputable firmness: "Map Saint, I believe there needs to be an in-depth exchange between royal power and divine power."

The Saint paused slightly, then regained his composure.

He knew what Duke Frost Wolf’s words meant; it was not just a simple conversation but a possible clash and test of strength between the two sides.

He nodded, his voice calm and strong: "Duke Frost Wolf, I will convey your words back to the Holy Light Church Headquarters and look forward to your exchange."

The dialogue between David and the Saint drew everyone’s attention, knowing this could be the prelude to a storm.

The nobles harbored various schemes in their hearts, understanding that in this game of power, they needed to choose their stance, or risk being consumed by the storm.

The King of Flowing Fire’s heart was even more complex, realizing he needed to reassess the situation, seek new allies to maintain his position.

The atmosphere in the council hall became subtly tense, with everyone considering their next steps until the Saint left the hall in disarray.

David’s gaze remained on the Saint, though he was tempted to kill him on the spot, he had not yet completely torn apart relations with the Church.

Such dirty work needed to be handled by his wizard alias.

Then, he looked at the indecisive King of Flowing Fire and the nobles, continuing, "Now, I offer you a choice: submit to me, or......"

He left the sentence unfinished, but the implied threat was evident.

The King of Flowing Fire clenched his fists, aware that refusal could lead to more bloodshed, possibly causing turmoil across the kingdom.

He looked around; the nobles awaited his decision, their eyes filled with both anticipation and concern.

Duke Frost Wolf truly had broken through to Tier Eight, which meant the path to Tier Eight mentioned by Duke Frost Wolf was real!

This was something no knight could refuse; even the King of Flowing Fire was swayed, thinking that submission would not only ensure survival but also promise a brighter future.