Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1021 - 965 The Adventures of Super-First Masters

When Huang Yi found himself in the desolate ruins of Thornbush City, across the Hero’s Continent, Red Cliffs City was bustling with activity.

Originally, Red Cliffs City was the port city of China’s renowned guild, the Hall of Famous Generals. Built with endless wealth, its prosperity rivaled even that of Hero Harbor. However, the city was later unfortunately seized by the Invading Army, becoming the heart of their operations on the Hero’s Continent, where many of their important meetings took place.

Today, in the plaza before the City Hall of Red Cliffs City, the flags of dozens of national legions were raised once more, fluttering boldly in the sea breeze, marking the beginning of yet another important meeting here.

In the final battle a few days ago, Huang Yi completed his cycle, displaying divine might, defeating the Invading Legion, and slaying all their leaders. He also vanquished twelve Soldiers of Annihilation from the Demon Clan who came to assist, forcing the system to announce the final deadline of the national war—within 10 days, if the Invading Army fails to occupy half of the Hero’s Continent, they will be deemed defeated.

Due to the overwhelming strength of the Hero Legion, many invading countries, believing they could no longer defeat the Hero’s Continent, withdrew from the national war to prevent further losses. This made today’s meeting considerably less crowded, with far fewer attendees compared to previous meetings.

At this moment, in the spacious meeting room inside the City Hall, dozens of warlords gathered, with the front row still occupied by the super first-class masters of the Invading Army—

The two player leaders from Japan—"Martial Emperor" Miyamoto Musashi and "Heavenly Emperor" Heavenly Dao;

Two of the three player leaders from the United States—the Pope and Dante;

The Indonesian player leader, Fuchan Fenrao;

Brazil’s top master, Ronald;

India’s player leader, Ganges;

Europe’s super first-class master T.N.T and "Mage Emperor" Eiffel.

A total of nine people.

Originally, there was another super first-class master in the Invading Army—Kid, but he was suspected of being a traitor in a previous battle. He wasn’t even informed to participate in the final battle a few days ago, effectively being ostracized.

Below the nine super first-class masters sat the leaders of other national legions. Each had an authoritative gaze, exuding dignity and pride, representing the will of dozens of nations in the Invading Army.

"What do you all think, is there any point in continuing this national war?" Heavenly Dao stood up, looking around at the leaders from various countries in the meeting room.

He wore a flowing white robe, genteel and elegant, like an otherworldly swordsman. Yet, a slight fatigue seemed to hang about him, and a shadow of gloom clouded his once carefree face: "The strength of the Hero’s Continent is far too great. Just a few days ago, the God of Slaughter left us powerless, and now even the Thunder God has returned, wielding a Supreme God Instrument. Five of the Sword Dragon Slayer joined forces and managed to kill an avatar of the Queen of Agony. Presently, those five have surpassed us by dozens of levels, and once they complete the Third-Tier Trial, their power will soar even higher. We are still far from reaching the third tier, nowhere near their level of strength. Continuing this national war is pointless; the disparity in strength is simply too vast. If we stubbornly remain on this Hero’s Continent, we may meet a grim fate."

His words further dampened the atmosphere in the meeting room, and many legion leaders’ expressions turned even more dejected. The final battle a few days ago was a complete defeat; even their side’s super first-class masters were slaughtered like dogs. Recalling the events of that day sent a chill creeping up from the depths of everyone’s hearts.

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"You can’t say that!" At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly spoke up from across the table. Like Heavenly Dao, he was dressed in white, though Heavenly Dao’s was an ethereal robe, while his was a white samurai garment, brimming with war intent, reflecting his stubborn and combative nature. The two of them have always been in opposition, constantly competing with each other.

Shifting his attention to the Eastern Sword at his waist with an eagle-eyed sharpness, Miyamoto Musashi said gravely, "The gap between us and God of Slaughter isn’t as vast as it seems. Their effortless ability to kill us largely relies on the host advantage at Hero’s Continent. There, they benefit from high National Honor Points, while we, being far from home, cannot enjoy our own National Honor Points. This discrepancy naturally leads to our defeat, not because of our inherent lack of strength."

"The Martial Emperor is right!" T.N.T nodded, blinking his deep blue eyes, sitting with a gentleman’s grace, "Players promoted to Marshal rank enjoy double National Honor Points. Calculating from that alone, God of Slaughter’s Attribute Bonus from National Honor Points is about double ours, so losing to them is reasonable given such a disparity."

Looking around the room, T.N.T swept his gaze over the faces of the legion leaders, encouraging them, "Now, we no longer need to fear God of Slaughter and his team. The Seven Archdemons will personally deal with them, providing us an opportunity to seize half of Hero’s Continent. The victory in the national war still belongs to us. God of Slaughter and the others will certainly be too fearful of the Seven Archdemons to leave Hero Empire’s bounds to stop us."

"Indeed! This is a Heaven-Sent opportunity, how can we give up easily?" Fuchan Fenrao bit her silver teeth, her full of venomous hatred eyes tightly gripping her bow and arrow, her armor secured, itching to get into battle, "In the national war, my guild was ruthlessly destroyed by God of Slaughter! I won’t be satisfied until revenge is served! This time, in the national war, I’ll fight till the last second! Till the last person!"

"Yes! We’ve come so far in the national war, a few more days won’t matter. With the arrival of the Seven Archdemons, our odds of victory increase dramatically, everyone should hold on." The Pope brushed his golden hair, showing a handsome smile.

Encouraged by such super first-class masters, the legion leaders present began to waver, their refusal to leave Hero’s Continent reflecting a reluctance in their hearts, easily stirred.

"But continuing to fight is too dangerous!" At this point, Dante shook his head heavily, cautioning, "Though I hate God of Slaughter, the Seven Archdemons are the world’s common enemies; it’s possible we could meet the same fate by the hands of the Demon Clan. I think we should withdraw from Hero’s Continent and avoid the strife; both God of Slaughter and the Seven Archdemons are stronger than us, staying isn’t a wise choice."

"God of Slaughter may be strong, but so are we." Just then, Ganges spoke up, stroking his World Tree branch, his hand gently brushing over its verdant young leaves, "After God of Slaughter killed the Queen of Agony’s avatar, it ushered in the Heaven-Sent Era, releasing information on various inheritances and accidental encounters; we can benefit from it too. I’ve acquired more clues on the World Tree; I can easily travel to Melva World, where undersea there’s a giant tree, grown from a World Tree seedling from years past. It significantly enhances my World Tree branch’s effects, then I’ll have a substantial increase in power, far from fearing God of Slaughter and others."

Turning towards other super first-class masters, he continued proudly, "The Pope’s inheritance comes from Thunder Empress, one of the Ten Great Deity Sealers, with half of the Thunderbolt Staff already in her possession, and in this Heaven-Sent Era, she should soon attain the complete Divine Artifact; Mage Emperor’s inheritance is from Mage God Zelar, though Mage God has been missing for several eras, with the Heaven-Sent Era now initiated, surely more inheritance details will emerge; T.N.T discovered the fallen Fire God’s Divine Nation, back when Bloodhoof the Ascendant hadn’t reached Divine Enthronement, he was merely the Fire God’s servant, once T.N.T fully inherits Fire God’s Divine Nation, could his power be understated? Fuchan Fenrao, despite being rare in affinities with the Underworld, could gain more in this opportunity-filled Heaven-Sent Era; Miyamoto Musashi carries the legacy of the Ancient Goblins civilization, greatness submerged in history bound to unveil more lost texts and relics, helping him craft more S-grade Potions..."

With a pause, Ganges surveyed everyone present, continuing, "All of you are the best players worldwide, emerging after great trials, uniquely inheriting traits and encounters, now as the Heaven-Sent Era appears, everybody’s power can substantially elevate, why should we rate ourselves below God of Slaughter?! Our preceding defeats were temporary, in this new Heaven-Sent Era, we’ll all reign as kings! Each one of us is a protagonist of this era!"

"Well said!" Miyamoto Musashi applauded, speaking loudly, "In terms of the Seven Archdemons, there’s no need to worry. After God of Slaughter and his team killed Queen of Agony’s avatar, they’ve completely infuriated the Seven Archdemons; now focused solely on God of Slaughter, they won’t target us."

After speaking, Miyamoto Musashi glanced subtly at T.N.T, the two shared a hidden understanding in their eyes.

Both had secretly sided with the Seven Archdemons long ago; with their presence, the Seven Archdemons not only won’t target the Invading Army, but will subtly assist them, like the past twelve Soldiers of Annihilation.

Ganges and Miyamoto Musashi’s words injected the legion leaders with a dose of confidence, fostering a pro-war atmosphere within the conference room.

After a heated debate, legion leaders from various countries expressed their opinions.

Ultimately, most countries agreed to stay and utilize the Seven Archdemons’ power to secure victory in the war.

Opposition came weakly, among the nine super first-class masters, only Heavenly Dao, Dante, and Ronald stood against.