Heroes' Prison

Chapter 445 - 435: The Seven Archdemons Take Action

"Next, let’s introduce the Seed Team of the Hero Guild. The Heroes’ Guild is a rising star, with a strong God of Slaughter style, progressing rapidly in a short time just like the God of Slaughter himself. Established just half a year ago, they have already become outstanding among the A-level teams. In this tournament, like the Hall of Famous Generals, they have won four consecutive matches, and the rating agencies from the forums have let slip that they’ll be observing the results of this tournament. If the Heroes’ Guild can make it into the top eight, they will be promoted to an S-level team."

"Now, let’s compare the data of the two teams. In terms of the number of Rare Class Holders, the Heroes’ Guild has an absolute advantage, with a total of 91 Rare Class Holders, including foreign aid; whereas the Hall of Famous Generals, including foreign aid, has only 66. In terms of levels, the average level of the Seed Team from the Hall of Famous Generals is 89.2, while the level of members of the Heroes’ Guild is only 80.2, a full 9 levels difference. In addition, in all other data categories, the Heroes’ Guild falls far behind the Hall of Famous Generals. The reason for this situation is that too many Rare Class Holders in the Heroes’ Guild only entered The Second World half a year ago, two years later than the Hall of Famous Generals, creating a huge gap in both levels and War Souls."

"Based on these data, the Heroes’ Guild is completely no match for the Hall of Famous Generals; they are on a different level. However, there is a variable within the Heroes’ Guild, and that is the God of Slaughter. His presence can significantly make up for these gaps. He is the most crucial figure in this match. His every move will affect the final outcome of the match. Alright, ladies and gentlemen, only the last few seconds remain before the preparation time ends, let’s wait with bated breath!"

At this moment, the audience was shouting, and the reporters were commentating. It was a scene of cacophony everywhere.

In the midst of numerous spectators, two men wearing masks sat calmly in an inconspicuous corner. They were immobile, as if they were reading in a study, starkly out of place compared to the frenzied screaming and waving of the surrounding audience.

They had initiated a private chat mode, blocking out all external noise, and the world was quiet. They could only hear each other’s voices.

"Your team is also in the competition now. Aren’t you supposed to be commanding them instead of coming here to watch the match? What kind of team leader does that?" At this point, one of the masked men said with a slight smile. He spoke fluent Chinese, clearly a native Chinese. Judging from his eyebrows visible beyond the mask, he was in his twenties, dressed as a warrior, with flowing white hair casually draping down.

If Huang Yi had heard this man’s voice at this moment and seen his attire, it would not take him long to recognize this man’s identity. He was a famous expert from the China Region—Unbeaten.

"The opponents we’re facing today are not strong. Even if I don’t go, we can win," said the other masked man indifferently. He was bald, with light blue eyes, seemingly European, but his mastery of Chinese was excellent, making it hard to detect a foreign accent.

At this moment, the European man turned to look at Unbeaten and asked, "You fought the God of Slaughter a few days ago. How strong do you think he is?"

"About the same as you," Unbeaten assessed, "Of course, that’s your strength on your own. If you go all out and use the King’s power, then it’s no problem to defeat him."

The European man stroked his chin, said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, you and I were originally under the God of Slaughter. The King had already chosen the God of Slaughter as the Heaven-Sent Demon King, to lead us, the Demon’s Chosen. Who knew that fool didn’t know how to cherish it. A while ago, a Fallen Messenger personally invited the God of Slaughter in the Abyss on your continent to join our side, but he was rejected. The King was very disappointed, and thus started favoring me, granting me the Demon King’s Power. I must claim the championship of both the individual and team competitions in this tournament. It will make our future plans much easier to implement."

Hearing this, Unbeaten shook his head gravely, "You won’t have it easy. Although you’re strong, in the individual competition alone, there are super experts like the God of Slaughter, Sharp Sword, Thunder God, Dragon Emperor, Heavenly Emperor, Pope, Pharaoh, Giant Bear, Miyamoto Musashi, and so on. Their strength is not inferior to yours. Unless you use the King’s power in every match."

"I don’t need to compete with them on the battlefield." The European man’s tone carried a hint of sinister, "I plan to kill them a few times off the field, significantly weakening them, leaving no one as my match."

"Hmm? Kill them off the field? They are scattered across different countries, how will you carry out this plan?" Unbeaten turned to stare at the European man, asking in confusion.

The European’s eyes narrowed slightly, as he leaned back in his chair, hands gripping the armrests as if commanding the whole world, and said, "I won’t act personally. I’ve already suggested to the King to send some vanguard forces to start invading some continents. Now is the time of the tournament when everyone’s attention is on it. If we suddenly launch an invasion of this world, the effect will be startling. And these super experts like the God of Slaughter, enjoying such high prestige, will be expected by the public, either due to media pressure or their duty to the public. They will have to intercept the King’s vanguard forces. But they’re only level 90 or so, and the King’s vanguard forces are enough to kill them. By then, all the world’s experts will fall, and who else will have the right to compete with me for the championship?" As he finished, his tone displayed an air of invincibility, as if he had already stood at the pinnacle of the world.

"You madman!" Unbeaten stared at the European man, muttering incomprehensibly for a long time before he finally squeezed out the words.

"Only madmen can change the world, ordinary people only exist to proliferate the race," the European man said nonchalantly.

Unbeaten took a deep breath, seemingly digesting the news, and asked, "When will the King’s vanguard forces come? I need to prepare."

The European man exhaled two words slowly: "Tomorrow."

"What? Tomorrow? That’s so soon! I’m totally unprepared!" Unbeaten immediately became shocked, almost standing up from his seat.

"Don’t panic! It will be the Japanese Mainland tomorrow, and your Chinese Mainland will only turn three days later, oh! Sorry, I misspoke. It’s the Hero’s Continent," the European man shrugged.

Unbeaten turned his head, staring motionlessly at the European man, trembling slightly as if seeing him for the first time, "I had no idea you had already done something so big without making a sound!"

"Don’t get too excited!" The European man patted Unbeaten’s shoulder, smiling nonchalantly, "It’s just a small matter like the end of the world."

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"The preparation time is over, the match officially begins!" At that moment, the system prompt signaling the start of the match echoed throughout the arena! This highly anticipated match had finally kicked off!

"Scorched Earth!"

"End of the World!"

"Judgment!"

"Storm of Thunder Clouds!"

Right from the start, Huang Yi unleashed his four super large-area group attack skills—unchanging through the years.

He took a step forward, intending to charge ahead as he had done in the past.

However, this time, the leader of the Hall of Famous Generals, Lv Bu, simply waved his hand and commanded, "Charge!"

As his words fell, all the knights immediately summoned their mounts, mounted up and charged towards the Heroes’ Guild, with other classes closely following behind. They had actually initiated a charge right from the onset of the match!

They were like a tank rolling over the battlefield, aiming to use their sheer force to overthrow the entire Heroes’ Guild in the shortest possible time.

The prowess of the Hall of Famous Generals was immediately evident; the damage caused by Huang Yi’s four major group attack skills was the lowest it had ever been during the competition. Their healers merely had to do some minor healing to stabilize the entire team’s health.

"Dark Domain!" Seeing this, Huang Yi immediately stopped in his tracks and called out to the Head of the Mage Hall, Light Demon.

Light Demon nodded and expertly cast his exclusive skill, enveloping a large area ahead in absolute darkness, instantly shrouding all members of the Hall of Famous Generals.

"Ice Wall Technique!" Following that, one of the chief mages from the Mage Hall, Solitary Mage, aimed at the Dark Domain and summoned a tall ice wall, blocking the Hall of Famous Generals’ path.

This was the Heroes’ Guild’s usual tactic to counter a charge, always simple yet effective in previous matches.

Inside the Dark Domain, Lv Bu’s lips curved slightly as he ordered, "Gongsun Zan, fire the Piercing Arrows!"

As the command was issued, a hunter from the Hall of Famous Generals’ team promptly took out his bow and arrow, drew the bowstring with great force, and shot out a milky-white glowing arrow, which swiftly flew towards the front.

The area where the arrow passed lit up, providing the team with vision, enabling them to continue their charge.

This beam of light was different from normal light. It was a major skill, possessing formidable damage capability, and its path would be illuminated with top-level brightness, even temporarily penetrating the Dark Domain.

Suddenly, the glowing arrow struck the distant ice wall!

"Boom!" A loud explosion sounded, and the ice wall was pierced directly by the arrow. After all, the ice wall was not an ultimate skill, but merely one with a special effect, and it couldn’t withstand that shot.

"Keep charging! Trample over them!" Lv Bu continued to command, his words exuding an absolute sense of power.

"Light Demon, you can withdraw the Dark Domain now!" Seeing how things unfolded, Huang Yi commanded with a deep voice. The battlefield was a flatland, inappropriate for skills like the Dark Domain. Even if the enemy had no vision, they just needed to keep charging forward. It had been manageable with the Ice Wall, but now that it was broken, this disadvantage would be greatly magnified. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it by voting with Recommendation Tickets and Monthly Tickets at Starting Point (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)