Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1037 - 981: Chubby Little Pig

Huang Yi chose the southwest direction as his target.

However, the positions of those spellcasters were extremely dispersed, separated by hundreds or even thousands of kilometers. Huang Yi had to put in a lot of effort to find one.

He teleported to the southwesternmost city of the Hero Empire—Tianpeng City. This was a sub-territory of a Guild named [Clumsy Pig], ranked in the top twenty Guilds in the China region, and one of the first to express willingness to join the Hero Empire during this catastrophe.

As soon as he teleported over, Huang Yi heard the deafening roar of chaos.

The city was embroiled in war, with smoke rising everywhere. Endless hordes of the Demon Clan were flying in continuously from the sky, descending like a flood to fill every street and alley, leaving no gaps uncovered.

The attire of these Demon Clan members was extremely uniform, all clad in black robes. Each of them emitted an eerie chant, which, when combined, filled the entire heavens and earth with this strange melody, burrowing into people’s minds and inexplicably stirring feelings of irritation, corruption, fear, darkness, and other negative emotions.

These Demon Clan members were the Dark Cultists under the Dark King!

At this moment, countless players were fiercely engaging in street battles with these Dark Cultists, vying for every inch of the pathways. Black and red blood flowed through the gutters, and the sound of weapons slicing through flesh echoed densely.

Yet, in the face of so many Dark Cultists, these players could only retreat step by step, almost falling back to the range of the Teleport Plaza.

"We must hold the Teleport Plaza at all costs. We’ve already called for reinforcements from the Hero Empire. Everyone, hold on a little longer!" a loud voice rose from among the players.

That was a player of the Boarman Race, with a boar’s head on a human body, strong and robust, wielding a massive pitchfork and clad in bright silver armor, fighting bloody battles with the Dark Cultists on a street leading to the Teleport Plaza.

This person was the president of the Clumsy Pig Guild—Fat Round Little Pig. Although his name sounded silly, his strength was formidable enough to be ranked in the top hundred on the China expert list!

His battle prowess was fierce, and every strike with his pitchfork felled a large group of Dark Cultists, standing like a thick wall to block the flood of the Demon Clan.

But at that moment, a powerful leader of the Demon Clan in the sky quietly circled behind him, diving down at lightning speed!

Fat Round Little Pig was entangled with several Demon Clan members on the ground, completely unaware of this impending aerial attack, about to suffer a fatal blow!

"Bang!" Suddenly, that Demon Clan leader plummeted backward like a kite with a broken string, utterly devoid of breath!

Fat Round Little Pig finally reacted, hurriedly looking up!

Above him in the sky appeared a figure with massive feathered wings, ablaze with fierce flames. With each flap, boundless windfire blades were released, actively shooting towards the Demon Clan members.

The violent air currents pressed down from above, kicking up dust on the ground, highlighting this figure like a great Heavenly God!

This figure was none other than Huang Yi.

Just then, Huang Yi had flapped his Wings of Freedom, rushing over almost like a blink, knocking that descending Demon Clan leader away, thwarting its fatal strike.

"God of Slaughter!" Fat Round Little Pig looked up, dumbstruck at Huang Yi, his face ecstatic, "Great! We’re saved!"

"Little Pig, what’s going on here?" Huang Yi folded his wings, dropping from the sky to stand in front of Fat Round Little Pig.

He tightly gripped the Wrath of the Godslayer and swung it fiercely. A large group of Dark Cultists in front were instantly swept away, clearing a large area and exuding the grandeur of one man defending a pass against ten thousand.

Fat Round Little Pig, standing behind Huang Yi, finally got a moment to rest. He gasped for a few breaths before saying fearfully, "About an hour ago, I led a group of brothers from the Guild on an adventure outside the Hero Empire. We discovered a mysterious valley continuously emitting Demonic Qi. When we went over, we found a mighty Dark Priest casting some sinister spell. Upon seeing us, he didn’t personally chase us but casually released a massive black Teleportation Gate, summoning endless Dark Cultists to chase us here, almost destroying this city."

"Dark Priest? That’s a Top-Level Heavenly Domain expert. I was just about to find it!" Huang Yi felt reassured, "Give me the coordinates of that valley. I’ll go kill it!"

"Alright!" Fat Round Little Pig quickly sent the coordinates of the valley to Huang Yi through message.

After determining the direction, Huang Yi’s body shot up into the sky like a bullet, his Wings of Death unfurling once more to their maximum extent as he started flying towards the valley!

His Wings of Death blotted out the sky, seemingly setting the entire heavens ablaze. Countless flying Dark Cultists in the air were instantly ignited, falling like fireworks.

The ground below turned into a sea of fire, with streets once filled by Dark Cultists engulfed in raging flames. The eerie chanting of the Dark Cultists turned into wretched screams.

Wherever Huang Yi flew, the sea of fire spread, turning the entire world into a doomsday purgatory, seemingly burning everything, even more imposing than an army!

This was the Divine Class after the Third Tier—Eternal Tyrant!

The world’s only Divine Class!

This Divine Class was modeled after the outrageously brutal Tyrant among the Demon Gods in the history of the Demon Realm!

The tyrant’s form is that of a Twelve-winged Dark Demon God, possessing six pairs of wings.

Currently, Huang Yi has only gathered four pairs of the Wings of the Demonic God: the Wings of Death focused on mass assaults, the Wings of Protection focused on defense, the Wings of Freedom focused on mobility, and the Wings of Slaughter focused on enhancing personal attributes.

The remaining two pairs of wings, yet to be fused with skills, generally remain hidden within the body and are not visible.

Swiftly, Huang Yi blazed a fiery path out of the endless sea of the Demon Clan, departing from the range of the Hero Empire.

Upon leaving the Hero Empire, the ground below visibly begins to exhibit a decayed black appearance, with the air saturated with black demonic qi, akin to an eternal fog. The observable plants and animals become increasingly sparse, bodies strewn about everywhere, as if the entire land has suddenly died.

Here and there, demons dash across the ground, voraciously feasting on the putrid flesh of corpses, as if residing in a paradise for the Demon Clan.

But soon, they were all engulfed in the flames of Huang Yi’s Wings of Death.

Huang Yi flew over hills, crossed rivers, threaded through forests, leaving a trail of fire on the ground behind him, stretching directly towards that coordinate.

At last, Huang Yi saw a valley in the distance, nestled between two towering mountain peaks, from which a stream of black demonic qi incessantly surged forth. From afar, the valley appeared like a blazing beacon, with smoke columns of demonic qi ascending skyward.

The concentration of demonic qi in the air reached its peak, hazily condensed to the extent that the qi even formed into liquid, falling from high above, raining down a demonic shower, corroding everything.

Huang Yi, possessing Nefalem’s Bloodline, can be immune to Demonic Damage. He directly penetrated this dense demonic qi, rushing deep into the valley.

The damp demonic rain splattered on his face, soggy and emitting an unpleasant stench.

Wiping his face, Huang Yi turned his head to survey all around, searching for the source of the black demonic qi.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a distant, barely audible evil chanting from the depths of the valley, the melody dark and obscure, seemingly a kind of dark ritual chant. Listening too long, the mind appears to slow, as though controlled by the melody.

Huang Yi shook his head, cleared his mind for a moment, and flew forward along the sound.

Quickly, he saw a hunched shadow not far away on the ground, cloaked in black, bending over while holding a Bone Staff topped with a skull, drawing a mystic pattern on the ground.

That’s the Dark Priest!

Previously in the Sky Garden, Huang Yi saw a projection released by the director of this Dark Priest, who had come along with the Dark High Priest, Shi Xu.

Apart from the Dark High Priest, each Dark Priest is at least at Level 275 Top-Level Heavenly Domain Level!

They are like mobile Teleportation Gates, easily summoning endless hordes of Dark Cultists with a mere raise of a hand. Just now, those Dark Cultists attacking the city were summoned by this Dark Priest.

"Hmm? God of Slaughter!" The Dark Priest noticed Huang Yi approaching, immediately ceasing his etchings on the ground, looking up at him.

The Bone Staff in his hand also turned direction, with the skull at the top directly fixating on Huang Yi. The hollow eye sockets seem to emit an invisible gaze, locking onto him firmly.

Huang Yi controlled the Wings of Death behind him, fiercely flapping towards the Dark Priest!

"Whoosh~" A dense barrage of Windfire Blades instantly shot forth from the Wings of Death, breaking through the thick, dense demonic qi, swarming towards the Dark Priest, swiftly engulfing him!

When all the Fire Blades dispersed, the Dark Priest reappeared. He stood still in place, leaning on the Bone Staff, face calm, unharmed, not even his black robe burned.

Huang Yi’s previously unstoppable Wings of Death had almost no effect on this Dark Priest!

However, through this attack, Huang Yi also learned the level of this Dark Priest, a whopping Level 285!

This was the strongest existence Huang Yi had ever faced alone!

Previously, he once teamed up with Dao Feng and Sharp Sword to deal with the Level 290 Fallen General, but was unable to win. Later, he copied a temporary level-up skill, temporarily raised to the max Level 300, and finally killed the Fallen General.

Now, Dao Feng and Sharp Sword, his two assistants, are not by his side, and he has no means to temporarily ascend to Level 300 again, having to rely on ordinary means to fight.

This will test his true strength!

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