At this moment, Ye Feng has indeed entered Europe.
Integrating into the natural world, he can appear in any corner of the world in a short period of time.
However, Ye Feng did not go directly to Northern Europe during this trip. Instead, he first came to the familiar city of Rome to meet some acquaintances and inquire about news.
That night, the city of Rome was brightly lit, feasting and feasting, and everywhere was filled with an atmosphere of joy.
In the streets and alleys, the people of Rome were discussing the latest major events.
"Hey, John, have you heard? Our Eastern Prime Minister went crazy in Daxia, killing randomly, and is wanted all over the world!"
"God forbid, it was not us Romans who were killed. That guy must have done too much killing and has completely lost his mind! Arkham should be his final destination!"
"But no matter what, our city of Rome is free! We no longer need to be controlled by that guy and Eastern Daxia, and the seven European countries will regain control of the world!"
"Yes, the kings of all countries have gathered in the city of Rome and are celebrating victory and freedom at the Arc de Triomphe!"
At this time, the Arc de Triomphe had completely fallen into a sea of joy.
"This glass of wine is dedicated to the Nordic gods!"
The King of Rome, holding his wine glass high, was very proud.
Ye Feng's death was equivalent to the removal of all the shackles on the city of Rome, and it was completely free from now on.
"Honor the gods!"
The kings and guests from the other six countries also raised their glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
Then the Roman king filled a second glass of wine.
"This second glass of wine, to God!"
The King of Rome said, raising his head again and sighing.
"God bless!"
All the guests also drank a full cup.
The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly lively.
Finally, the Roman king filled up the third glass of wine and said loudly: "This third glass of wine is for freedom!!"
"Honor freedom!!!"
Everyone in the room, including the wait staff, joined in to share a drink.
Celebrate the victory of the gods, the victory of Rome, the victory of the Western world!
Embrace freedom, enjoy freedom, be completely free!
The banquet reached its climax at this moment.
However, at this moment, an untimely voice, like cold water, instantly dispelled the atmosphere of the scene.
"What are you so happy about? Why didn't you invite me to have a drink too!?"
While speaking, Ye Feng walked into the banquet. Under the astonished gaze of the audience, he felt as if he had returned home and naturally poured himself a drink.
Seeing this, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Then...who is that person!?"
"You don't even know him!? He is the God of War of Daxia!"
"Holy shit! Isn't he wanted by Daxia all over the world? How dare he show up here!? Isn't he dying!?"
At this moment, the seven kings were all shocked from ear to ear, as if there was a lump in their throats, a ray of light on their backs, and they were sitting on pins and needles!
Especially the king of Rome, he gasped as if he had seen a ghost, and watched Ye Feng's every move without blinking, until the other party came towards him.
"Your Majesty the King!?" Ye Feng said with a smile, "I was in the East and suffered injustice. I came to you to avoid the limelight. You won't add insult to injury. Report me!?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked again.
The Roman king's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he did not dare to neglect.
Even though the other party has become a wanted criminal in the world, his terrifying strength is still there, and they cannot afford to offend him.
"Don't dare...Ye...Ye Xiangguo...Rome is willing to provide you with asylum..."
As he spoke, the Roman king plopped down and collapsed on the ground in fear, sweating profusely, as if he had just been bargaining with the God of Death.
"You are willing to provide me with shelter. You have some conscience and have not forgotten our king and his subjects!" Ye Feng smiled, then picked up an apple and ate it.
"Ye Xiangguo must be tired and hungry after coming all the way, so we won't bother you..."
Immediately, someone on the scene reacted and quickly made arrangements: "Chef, quickly cook a delicious meal for Ye Zhanshen, one Chinese food and one Western food!"
With that said, the guests at the scene started to leave. Only a group of chefs were left, staying where they were and cursing secretly.
"Others can leave..." At this time, Ye Feng continued, "Kings from all countries stay!"
Hearing this, the face of the King of the Seven Kingdoms suddenly sank, revealing an expression that was uglier than crying.
The rest of the guests, as if they were about to receive a general amnesty, fled one after another and dispersed like birds and beasts.
"Ye...Ye Xiangguo...we have no grievances or grudges against you. We will never betray you when we leave here..."
"Yes, yes, we will never say anything, and we will just pretend that nothing happened today..."
"You said that the Prime Minister of Rome should just keep the King of Rome, and we won't bother you..."
With that said, the kings of the other six countries took the opportunity to escape again.
But an invisible wall of energy blocked everyone's path. The kings were like headless flies, stumbling around and unable to find their way out.
In the end, he could only surrender helplessly at Ye Feng's feet and beg.
"Ye Zhanshen, please spare your life... We also sympathize with your experience... but it has nothing to do with us... Please spare us..."
While begging for mercy, he complained in his heart, how on earth did the gods do things, let alone kill the other party, how could they let him come here!
"It's irrelevant!?" Ye Feng smiled coldly, "Do you think, I don't know, that the Nordic gods were summoned by you!?"
As he spoke, Ye Feng's third eye opened, illuminating a scene of the kings of the Seven Kingdoms meeting the gods of Asgard.
When the kings saw it, their faces turned pale with fear, and they cried bitterly: "God of War, have mercy on me... God of War, have mercy on me... We were temporarily blinded by lard... We never dare to do it again! Never again!"
"Do you think there will be a next time for you!?" Ye Feng's words seemed to have sentenced everyone to death.
Seeing this situation, the kings stopped pretending and planned to be tough before they died, so they got up one after another.
"Ye Feng! Even if you kill us, it won't change the reality that you are about to be destroyed by the gods!"
"Even if we die, our kingdom can still elect thousands of new kings. Unless you can destroy the entire continent!"
"But after you die, there will no longer be an undefeated God of War in Daxia! Haha..."
Faced with these threatening words, Ye Feng smiled calmly: "You are right, I am here to destroy you all!"
"Give you one hour, continue to summon your gods, and let Odin come to see me!"
"I will destroy the gods in front of you!!!"
