Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1056 - 1000 Digesting the Territory

The dean was slightly taken aback.

In a national war, the defeated side doesn’t suffer any substantial loss, but there is a temporary punishment—the vitality of the defeated side is weakened for a period, after which it will recover.

This temporary punishment wouldn’t have been much of an issue, but right now, with the Seven Archdemons invading, it’s extremely deadly!

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Meanwhile, the invading forces on the Hero’s Continent were frantically conducting land grabs in various regions of the Hero’s Continent.

After the Heavenly Dao unified the various invading armies, a plan to quickly assimilate the occupied territories was proposed, stating that whatever country builds fortification facilities in a region, that region will belong to that country.

This threw every country into a frenzy of land grabbing and construction in the occupied zones, fearing their territories might be snatched by other countries.

The armies of each nation swiftly allocated massive amounts of precious resources. In each harbor city, transportation ships from various countries were docked, and the docks were piled high with unloaded precious materials... Magic Stones, Arcane Crystals, Holy Scripture Stones, Sky-reaching Wood, and many more, countless in number.

Subsequently, these materials were transported to various directions on the Hero’s Continent, used to build one fortress and city after another.

The entire Hero’s Continent was now a hive of activity, construction was everywhere, fortresses were rising, and the outlines of cities were quickly forming, as everyone endeavored to assimilate vast tracts of occupied land.

This was in stark contrast to the recent scenes of destruction by the Demon Clan. The Hero’s Continent, after being ravaged by both the invading armies and the Demon Clan, was being rebuilt at lightning speed.

At this moment, the leaders of the invading forces’ nations were gathered in the harbor city—Red Cliffs City, holding a meeting.

The atmosphere in the conference room was relaxed, everyone had a smile on their face, even their sitting posture was extremely casual, leaning slantwise on the back of their chairs, with their legs crossed.

"Currently, we’ve occupied all the valuable places on the Hero’s Continent except for the Hero Empire. The remaining places are mostly some barren, treacherous lands with no strategic value, not even the Demon Clan is interested," T.N.T said casually, enjoying a glass of red wine, eyes closed in leisure.

Dante also poured himself a glass of wine, smiled slightly, and said, "Fate is really unpredictable. Originally, we were about to lose this national war, but who knew the forces under the Seven Archdemons would step in to help us. It seems heaven wants to destroy the God of Slaughter. Now, the Demon Clan has completely surrounded the Hero Empire and set up a massive World-Ending Formation around it, trapping them inside, unable to threaten us."

"So what if they could come out?" Miyamoto Musashi sneered with a wicked smile, "Even if the Demon Clan forces withdrew now and the God of Slaughter immediately led his army out to fight us, it’d still be too late. The national war is about to end, and I can’t think of any reason we’d lose!"

Sitting beside him was the Indonesian player leader, Fuchan Fenrao. Her guild was previously wiped out by Huang Yi and Sharp Sword, even the Main Battle Flag was taken down, leading to the complete dissolution of her guild, suffering the most significant losses. She had been wearing a grim expression this whole time, but now she also relaxed. She took a small sip of wine and said, "Yes! The most important thing now is no longer the national war, but how to digest the occupied land. I’ve transported almost all the resources accumulated over the years to build many facilities. Soon I’ll have a large new territory, compensating for our Floating Life Guild’s loss. I’m going to rebuild the Floating Life Guild, with one of its Main Cities set in a prime harbor in the southwest of the Hero’s Continent. Major investments have already been made, and it’s under construction now. I welcome all of you to visit when it’s complete."

"We’ll definitely be there. We must win this battle!" At this moment, the Heavenly Dao, sitting at the head, confidently declared.

He leaned back comfortably in his chair, eyes slightly narrowed, gazing leisurely at Red Cliffs City outside the window.

Through the window, one could see the bustling harbor in the distance, with a continuous stream of transport ships from various countries bringing in massive amounts of precious resources. The ships, of all sizes, sailed in and out incessantly.

"Woo woo woo~" Just then, a piercing giant ship horn sounded from afar.

All the national leaders in the conference room were instantly shocked by the horn sound and turned to look out the window.

A colossal aircraft carrier, unimaginable in size, sailed from the depths of the ocean, cutting through waves like a moving island!

Other ships appeared like mere paper boats in front of this gigantic carrier!

The vast deck of the carrier was piled high with various precious resources, reflecting sparkling light in the sunshine, like a mountain of treasures.

"Po Feng Aircraft Carrier!" The leader of the Indian players—Ganges gasped in shock, turned to look at Heavenly Dao, and said, "Heavenly Emperor, this should be the largest battleship of your Dongying Guild, right? It’s rumored that this Po Feng Aircraft Carrier is second only to the Sun Guild’s Seadom Carrier in tonnage, and even surpasses it in sailing speed! You’ve sent even this carrier here and brought so many resources; it seems your ambitions are quite large. Your Dongying Guild should be able to claim the largest share of the land."

"This is indeed our guild’s Po Feng Aircraft Carrier, but it wasn’t sent by Heavenly Dao! It’s sent here by all three of our guild leaders together!" At this moment, a man in black slightly shook his head and corrected.

This man was dressed entirely in black, with a black mask covering his face, revealing two sharp eyes like an eagle’s, exuding immense ambition.

A Eastern Sword hung from his waist, its shiny tip dripping with fresh blood, as if he had just killed someone.

He was one of the two vice presidents of the Dongying Guild—Zhan Dao.

The other vice president, named Fengxi, was currently overseeing the Dongying Guild’s construction work in the occupied area, and was not present at the meeting today.

The Dongying Guild is a national guild, under the power of the Japanese government, internally divided into three factions. There’s one faction each behind Heavenly Dao and the two vice presidents. These three factions represent complex political forces behind the scenes, competing and restraining each other.

Although Heavenly Dao is named as the president, in reality, he doesn’t have absolute control over the Dongying Guild, acting more as a spokesperson. In decision-making for major issues, the three factions behind must negotiate and reach a consensus to truly implement it.

The two vice presidents are constantly watching for a chance to seize the presidency from Heavenly Dao. On the surface, everyone is polite, but in reality, they are at odds with hidden hostility.

Heavenly Dao poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, and laughed heartily: "No matter what, we, the Dongying Guild, have transported the most resources here, enabling us to build the most fortresses and claim the most land. In this national war, we are the biggest winners!"

Miyamoto Musashi, seeing Heavenly Dao’s smiling face, inexplicably felt a bit of disgust, his face stiffening, and said: "Once the national war is over and we’ve received the post-war rewards, we’ll immediately withdraw from your legion. After that, our Martial Arts Legion will have nothing to do with you. Now, our Martial Arts Guild has invested massive resources to build a batch of cities and fortresses in the western Greenfield Plain of Hero’s Continent. I’ve heard Heavenly Dao, you also have your eyes on that place. I advise you not to compete with us, or the consequences will be dire!" Miyamoto Musashi’s voice carried a hint of threat as he finished speaking.

"Why would I compete? If you want it, take it! Whichever place you fancy, go ahead and build there, and our Dongying Guild will choose another territory." Heavenly Dao raised his brows and said generously.

Vice President Zhan Dao also nodded, looking at Miyamoto Musashi warmly: "Indeed! Why would we compete with you, Martial Emperor, for territory? After all, you have significant figures backing you, and we’ll rely on your support in the future!"

The ’significant figures’ Zhan Dao referred to were naturally The Seven Archdemons. Actually, among the invading army and its top brass, many had speculated that Miyamoto Musashi and T.N.T might have joined the Demon Clan. The reason the Demon Clan hadn’t attacked them these days was probably due to their relationship. But this was advantageous for everyone, as they could all benefit, so they turned a blind eye.

Miyamoto Musashi heard Zhan Dao’s somewhat flattering words and finally smiled satisfactorily: "As long as you don’t contend for land with us, everything can be discussed."

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Meanwhile, in the Sky Garden of Dragon City, Dao Feng, Sharp Sword, Dragon Spike, and Thunder God had returned and gathered here with Huang Yi.

Dao Feng’s robust figure stood straight, his handsome face taut, revealing a dignified and courageous spirit. He turned to Huang Yi and said, "God of Slaughter, on this mission to slay that Top-level Heavenly Domain Demon Clan, I saw some invading army constructing fortresses and cities recklessly, consuming the occupied lands. Seeing our grand territory fall into enemy hands is heartbreaking. Now, I want to lead some Death Warriors out to fight desperately against the invading army. I know this is like throwing eggs against rocks, and I won’t change the outcome of the war, but I’m not afraid of sacrifice. I just want to demonstrate my determination and momentum, kill as many as possible, and not let them win so easily! Otherwise, when we lose the national war, all our power will temporarily weaken, and we won’t have enough strength to kill the enemy."

"Don’t go seeking death!" Huang Yi shook his head, heavily patting Dao Feng’s shoulder, and said, "Forget about the invading army; the Demon Clan is our primary enemy. Now, as the national war is about to end, I have a plan that’s ready to be executed. Next, you all deploy a part of your troops and Guardians to guard the border areas of Hero’s Continent, but don’t go out, and make sure to follow my plan."