Heroes' Prison

Chapter 712 - 681: God of Space

"Because Barbarian Gods are the offspring of gods and gods!" Qiao Sida’s knowledge seemed exceptionally vast as he said, "It is said that the strongest beings in the universe are the offspring of gods and demons, and these people are called Nefalem. However, this is an impossible situation because the Divine Realm and the Demon Realm exist in two separate spaces. The only one who can break this spatial barrier is one of the two Main Gods of the Demon Realm, the God of Space, so it’s almost impossible for Nefalem to exist. The next in line would be the offspring of gods or the offspring of demons. Barbarian Gods are one of them, and he’s the most powerful being among all the deities enshrined in the First World."

"Only the God of Space can break the spatial barrier?" Huang Yi, upon hearing this, suddenly felt shocked as he thought of himself and Xiao Chunzi.

The two of them were Nefalem, but according to the information revealed by Qiao Sida, it was impossible for his father and mother to meet because the spatial barriers between the Divine Realm and the Demon Realm were impenetrable, unless with the help of the God of Space.

But what reason would the God of Space have to help his parents? And if that were the case, why would The Gods and the Hordes of Demons still be hunting his parents?

Questions after questions instantly surfaced in Huang Yi’s mind. The affairs of the Divine Realm and the Demon Realm seemed far from as simple as they appeared on the surface.

At the same time, he began to associate this with even more events, a series of seemingly unrelated incidents that seemed to be gradually coming together.

Who exactly was the Yellow Emperor? Why couldn’t they find him even after Barbaric God. Split Heaven achieved Divine Enthronement?

What cataclysmic events occurred in the Demon Realm during the Eternal Ancient Era? Why did even the Death God vanish without a trace?

Why did a supposed impossibility like the bloodline of Nefalem actually manifest?

...

Huang Yi felt as if a massive cloud of mystery enveloped this world. Yet, the level was too high, his strength too weak to apprehend it now, and he could only faintly glimpse the slightest clues of this enormous enigma.

Consequently, he became even more eager about leveling up. Although he was now at Level 160, he was still far from Divine Enthronement. His level grinding was too slow; he needed to level up quickly, achieve Divine Enthronement as soon as possible, and personally unravel that fog of mystery.

"Then why does the First World become stronger because of Barbarian God’s existence?" Huang Yi continued to inquire. At this point, he and Qiao Sida seemed to have switched roles; he was the curious little boy, while Qiao Sida was the knowledgeable scholar.

Qiao Sida pursed his lips and replied, "Because before achieving Divine Enthronement, the Barbarian God built his own temple in the First World and enshrined a replica of himself. This replica has always been there, acting like a Guardian God, protecting the First World. Moreover, it emits Strength, contributing to the First World, assisting the people of the First World in enhancing their power more rapidly. Everyone in the First World is influenced by him, and among all the deities enthroned there, he is the most formidable."

"So there’s such a thing." Huang Yi’s understanding of the First World deepened further.

The Level cap in the Second World is 300, and Level 300 is the highest! Anyone exceeding Level 300 is a Demigod and must travel through the various worlds, preparing for Divine Enthronement. The current head of the Oskan Royal Academy is traveling through various worlds.

Hearing the little boy’s description of the First World, Huang Yi tentatively decided on his future traveling direction. With a replica of the Barbarian God, he might have a certain advantage traveling to the First World.

"How do you know so much about the First World?" Huang Yi asked Qiao Sida, this little boy had given him too many surprises.

"From this book right here!" Qiao Sida pointed to the "Overview of the First World" in front of him, his face filled with pride as he spoke, "Books are the most precious wealth in the world; I love reading the most. It’s just too bad I have only this one. I wish Dad would buy me some more books!" His face was filled with longing as he spoke those last words.

However, Huang Yi knew that their family was already in shambles, and Qiao Sida’s fate had become all the more baffling.

The two of them chatted in the glow of the cellar’s oil lamp, as time ticked away, and the night grew deeper.

"Creak~!" Just then, the cellar door leading to the outside of the town was opened, and Diya walked out from the passage.

His expression was vacant as if he had lost his soul, stricken by some severe blow. This valiant man fell into despair in less than a night’s time, looking every bit like a beggar.

"Dad, you’re back," said Qiao Sida, seeing Diya return. He immediately jumped down from the little bed, rushed to Diya’s side, and threw himself into his arms, cooing softly.

Diya held Qiao Sida tightly, burying his head into his little chest, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he was crying. Fragile like a child, he sought warmth in Qiao Sida’s embrace.

The light of the oil lamp flickered slightly, casting two wavering shadows against the wall behind Qiao Sida and Diya.

"Qiao Sida, when exactly did your mom start playing hide and seek with you at night? What have you both been eating these days?" At last, Diya raised his head and asked Qiao Sida.

"It started half a month ago!" Qiao Sida thought for a moment before saying, "That night, Mom went out, but she didn’t come back all night. I was so scared that I spent the night in the cellar. After Mom came back the next day, she started playing hide and seek with me. It’s also since then that she often gave me honey wine to drink and only occasionally brought some other food, but it was all wild vegetables and fruits."

Hearing this, Huang Yi could roughly guess the cause and consequences of this matter.

Qiao Sida’s mother had probably become a ghoul starting that night. However, she might not have been completely infected or for some other reason didn’t lose all her memory, still remembering that she had turned into a ghoul. That’s why she had protected the little boy so well, keeping him uninfected until now.

Diya fell silent once again, and the cellar quieted down, casting a slightly heavy atmosphere.

After a long while, he suddenly stood up, came in front of Huang Yi with a sincere look, and said earnestly, "Young man, please take my child with you and leave this town overnight through that passage, heading to the Minotaur tribe in the southern Kelindi. Find a Minotaur named Ironhoof and hand over my child to him."

"No problem!" Huang Yi nodded, agreeing to Diya’s condition.

"Dad, what about you and Mom?" At this point, Qiao Sida couldn’t help but ask.

Diya gave a reluctantly forced smile and said, "Baby, didn’t Mom say during the day that we’re moving? Your mother and I will go to a far place first, to find a new home, and you’ll stay with the Minotaur tribe for the time being. Once we’ve secured a new home, we will come to get you." As he said this, an uncontrollable tear glistened in his eye.

But he forcefully turned his head away, not wanting Qiao Sida to see his expression.

It was then that he finally let two lines of tears fall, as he tried to make his voice sound as normal as possible, "This time, your mom and I might go to a place very far away for a very long time... You must listen to Uncle Ironhoof, learn his martial arts well, and don’t cause trouble for his Minotaur tribe. Do you understand? My treasure."

"Yes! I understand!" Qiao Sida vigorously nodded his little head.

Diya quickly wiped away his tears before turning to walk towards Qiao Sida. He crouched down and hugged Qiao Sida tightly.

This time, he seemed to use all his strength as if he wanted to pour all the love of his life into Qiao Sida through this embrace.

"Treasure, no matter what happens, don’t forget your dad and mom, okay? No matter what happens to us, please always remember, we love you."

Having said that, Diya stood up again, took off a metal tag that hung from his waist, and handed it to Huang Yi, saying, "Young man, when you get to the Minotaur tribe, please hand this over to Ironhoof. He will understand what it means then."

Huang Yi nodded and took the metal tag. It was about the size of a necklace, engraved with Diya’s name and the number of his military unit—it was his dog tag!

Dog tags often represent a soldier’s life. When a comrade falls in battle and their body can’t be taken home, the only thing to send back is their dog tag.

Now, by handing his dog tag to Huang Yi, it was clear what Diya was preparing to do.

Huang Yi suddenly felt admiration for Diya’s decision. He nodded emphatically and said, "Don’t worry! I will take your child to the Minotaur tribe."

After speaking, he immediately took Qiao Sida’s small hand and quickly left through the passage.

The cellar, lit only by a dim oil lamp, was suddenly left with only Diya. He stood desolately in the quiet air, staring in the direction of the passage, listening to the footsteps of Huang Yi and Qiao Sida growing fainter until they disappeared, finally allowing himself to cry out loud.

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Huang Yi, with Qiao Sida, briskly walked out through the dark, narrow passage, as if heading into another world.

At the end of the passage was a wooden door, which Huang Yi carefully opened to find an old storage room. Looking through the damaged window, he could faintly see a farm that seemed to be the one outside of town.

Some ghouls were staggering about there; the cattle and sheep had already been killed, leaving a scene of chaos and bloodshed everywhere.

Huang Yi understood that his trial had reached its final juncture. If his guess was right, once he delivered Qiao Sida to the Minotaur tribe and to the Minotaur named Ironhoof, he would complete the challenge. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to cast recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Starting Point (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)