Heroes' Prison

Chapter 796 - 757 Hidden Pain

Flying Dragon Island is a modest sub-territory within the Sun Guild, located in the eastern seas of Hero’s Continent. This territory lacks a port, and Sun Guild’s warships don’t usually dock here. However, attacking this place is a formidable challenge for the enemy. The island is easy to defend and hard to breach, with magic cannons strategically placed at intervals around its perimeter. Invading here would come at a great cost.

But this time, Fuchan Fenrao had set her sights on this very place. Flying Dragon Island is home to flying dragons, a rare sixth-order top-tier mount of the flight class, often elusive and hard to find. Fuchan Fenrao came here precisely for these dragons.

While other legions might incur tremendous losses trying to invade, Fuchan Fenrao was unique—she was a super first-class master! Prior to launching her invasion, she had already infiltrated the island alone and destroyed the magic cannon facilities stationed there. The remaining Sun Guild members on the island were no match for her.

With the island’s magic cannon threat neutralized, her fleet could proceed unhindered, carrying a full complement of troops to invade openly.

And indeed, things went precisely as planned. Her forces landed on the island effortlessly. The Sun Guild’s defenders were few in number and stood no chance against Fuchan Fenrao’s army, led personally by a super first-class master. They were driven back relentlessly.

At that moment, the enormous Bright Moon cast its silver light over the dense towering forest, where the occasional roar of flying dragons echoed and spread far into the night.

In the distance, figures surged along the coastline, with various lighting equipment flickering to life amidst a cacophony of voices. The crowd pressed into the primeval forest, shattering the tranquility of the night.

They were conducting a carpet search for one specific item—the Subsidiary Battle Flag of the Sun Guild on Flying Dragon Island.

The island’s Subsidiary Battle Flag was shrouded in mystery. The densely forested terrain made locating the flag a near-impossible task, and this private land was a sparsely populated, closed-off territory, leaving outsiders no avenue to gather intelligence about its layout.

"At this rate, we’ll still be searching come sunrise before we find the Subsidiary Battle Flag," said a male player atop a black steed on the expansive beach. He looked about thirty, gaunt in physique, with an air of steady composure.

"Then we’ll search till sunrise. What’s the problem?" the woman beside him countered in a slightly neutral voice. Her short hair was clean and sharp, and she donned a form-fitting suit of leather armor. On her back hung an entirely black bow and arrow, with remnants of blood still staining its string.

Beneath her sat a black monstrous beast resembling a lion—but this creature bore two heads, each brandishing four sharp, fearsome fangs. Its four eyes were incomprehensibly deep, like voids opening into dark universes, endlessly unfathomable.

The woman was none other than Indonesia’s player leader and the last annual festival’s Best Charisma Award winner—Fuchan Fenrao.

Her mount, the infamous Underworld War Beast, was the top-tier war beast of the underworld—the Ghostly Wild Lion, ranked tenth, equaling Huang Yi’s Little Dragon as one of the highest-tier contracted creatures.

However, while Huang Yi’s Golden Holy Dragon commanded widespread fame, with most players knowing its capabilities, Fuchan Fenrao’s Ghostly Wild Lion was an unheard-of entity, shrouded in mystique and strangeness.

Fuchan Fenrao had also established Indonesia’s largest guild power—the Floating Life Guild—and the man beside her was none other than the guild’s vice president, Shadow of Pain.

Both of them shared another identity as overseas Chinese. They spoke fluent Mandarin—not through the system’s translation feature but directly. If not for their unmistakable War Aura, most would not recognize them as foreigners.

"What I’m concerned about is the God of Slaughter might show up," Shadow of Pain said gravely, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly. "Just tonight alone, he has severely impaired the forces of the Pope, Miyamoto Musashi, and Ganges. I fear we’ll be next. We can’t predict what card the God of Slaughter will play; he remains terrifying even post-Reincarnation, wielding cunning over brute strength."

Fuchan Fenrao’s expression stayed untouched, like a sculpture. The salty sea breeze ruffled her shoulder-length hair gently. She gazed ahead into the dark primeval forest, watching as troop members disappeared into its depths, and murmured, "We’ve already landed on the island; there’s no turning back now. Our liaison has logged off to contact guild headquarters, requesting tight surveillance of all territories, with Heavenly Curtain Barriers fully maximized and core guild members online and on standby. Even if God of Slaughter incites anti-war guilds to launch full-scale guild wars against us like he did with the Pope and Miyamoto Musashi, we will remain fearless."

Shadow of Pain frowned slightly, caution in his tone. "Still, I can’t shake my apprehension. The God of Slaughter defies conventional reasoning." He glanced around as if inspecting for Huang Yi’s presence.

"Apprehension is warranted. Your Floating Life Guild truly faces impending catastrophe," an abrupt voice emerged from the night sky. Following that, a figure materialized before them, stepping from the invisibility of the air—it was Huang Yi.

He stood there, unarmed, without his contracted partner summoned, clearly ill-intentioned toward battle, but here to speak instead.

Both Fuchan Fenrao and Shadow of Pain froze briefly, surprised by Huang Yi’s sudden appearance. Even the Underworld War Beast emitted a low growl at Huang Yi, seemingly ready to pounce and tear him apart.

Fuchan Fenrao tightened the reins, calming her mount. With cold, steady eyes fixed on Huang Yi, she said, "Your purpose here again is simply words to scare us off?"

"Not at all. There’s still room for reconciliation," Huang Yi replied calmly, shaking his head. He met Fuchan Fenrao’s gaze atop her Underworld War Beast. "I’ve come to negotiate a trade. If the deal is struck, it’s mutually beneficial with rewards for both sides."

"What kind of trade?" Shadow of Pain asked in a low voice, his eyes never leaving Huang Yi, alert for surprise attacks.

Huang Yi glanced over his shoulder at the primeval forest, lit up by sprawling illuminations, then pointed to the shimmering glow across the hills. "What I propose is simple: withdraw your forces from Hero’s Continent immediately. In exchange, your Floating Harbor, far away on Indonesia’s shores, will remain safe and untouched."

"Floating Harbor?" Shadow of Pain’s heart sank at the mention; Floating Harbor was one of Floating Life Guild’s most crucial guild cities, akin to Hero Guild’s Hero Harbor.

Floating Harbor served as Indonesia’s largest port, functioning as both a hub for maritime trade and a dock for guild warships. Any damage to this port would bring catastrophic consequences.

"Do you think your words are enough to compel us to retreat? Such arrogance," Fuchan Fenrao scoffed coldly.

Huang Yi smiled faintly, his voice steady, "The Pope didn’t believe me, and as a result, Heaven’s Guild suffered severe devastation, with losses virtually incalculable. Afterward, Miyamoto Musashi similarly dismissed my warnings, leading Martial Arts Guild to lose seven sub-territories, leaving only its main territory, Martial City, intact despite Zhitian Shi’s presence. Later, I approached Ganges, who ignored my words, and now his fleet is under my control." He paused briefly, then added, "And here you are, also unwilling to believe me."

"What means could you possibly have against our heavily fortified Floating Life Guild?" Shadow of Pain queried cautiously. "You attacked Heaven’s Guild with Thunder God leading the charge, and left a cursed zone in Martial Arts Guild previously as your hiding spot. However, you’ve left no cursed landmarks on Indonesia’s continent, nor anyone resembling a super first-class master leading you. How could you challenge our guild?"

"That’s where my methods come into play. I’m not here to lay out my cards but to negotiate. I’ll ask again—do you accept this trade? This is your final opportunity to respond," Huang Yi said firmly, keeping his piercing gaze locked on Fuchan Fenrao.

"My response is... Go to hell!" Fuchan Fenrao snapped. Her mount abruptly lashed out its long tongue, striking toward Huang Yi with blinding speed!

"Pffft!" In an instant, the tongue pierced Huang Yi’s vulnerable incarnation!

Huang Yi’s health points plummeted instantly but got shielded by the "Death Penalty Exemption" talent, immunizing him from fatal damage. He triggered his life-saving skill, Last Stand, but instead of fleeing, he stood firm and countered, "That’s your choice. Before you can claim this sub-territory, you’ll lose the entirety of Floating Harbor first."

Then, his figure vanished into thin air.

Shadow of Pain quickly deployed an extensive area attack skill, enveloping a radius of three hundred meters in an attempt to flush Huang Yi out of his invisibility.

However, this effort proved futile—Huang Yi wasn’t employing Invisibility this time. Instead, he activated the "Godslayer’s Mark," teleporting away. Shadow of Pain’s massive group attack ended up killing nothing but crabs crawling on the beach.

Flying Dragon Island reverted to its prior state as if Huang Yi had never appeared. But the heavy impact of his words lingered deeply within Fuchan Fenrao’s and Shadow of Pain’s hearts.

"Whoosh!" The salty sea breeze continued its gusts, the scent reminiscent of the bitter tang of blood. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Starting Point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile readers, please visit m.qidian.com for access.)