Heroes' Prison

Chapter 883 - 835: The Second Choice (3rd Update)

"Boom!" At this moment, the Dragon Clan warriors that had flown into the city earlier finally destroyed the gates from within!

In an instant, an endless wave of the human army poured in through the city gates. Those gates were like a floodgate bursting open, with a torrent of humans rushing in from outside.

The city had finally reached the most critical phase—the stage of street-by-street combat.

However, the city had almost no defensive force left within its walls. The Dark Demon Dragon, Mo Li, was backed into a corner and was completely unable to stop the overwhelming assault of Golden Saint Scales’ massive army. What was usually an advantage for defenders in street fighting couldn’t halt the progress of the Siege Army. Gradually, the city fell into their hands, piece by piece.

At the city’s center lay the City Lord’s Mansion, the stronghold of the Dark Demon Dragon, Mo Li. Once that was captured, the entire city would belong to the Siege Army.

Huang Yi tailed the army from above, flying over the city as a mere observer, with no intention of intervening in the battle.

At this moment, Huang Yi noticed a scene unfolding on a street below: a child from the Dragon People, belonging to the Dark Demon Dragon clan, was dragged out of a house by a human and tossed into the street.

This Dragon People child from the Dark Demon Dragon clan was comparable to a five- or six-year-old human child. Most of his body resembled a human’s, except for the dark scales that grew on his skin, marking him as a member of the Dark Demon Dragon clan.

To determine which kind of dragon a Dragon Person belongs to, one only needs to look at their scales. Take the Assassin Emperor—Dragon Spike, for instance, a Dragon Person from the Golden Holy Dragon clan in The Second World. The golden scales on his body make his lineage unmistakably clear.

"Don’t hurt my child!" At that moment, a sorrowful cry came from within the house. It was the voice of the child’s mother, filled with desperation.

But the woman’s voice was abruptly silenced after just a few words. Moments later, a group of humans emerged from the house, their sharp weapons dripping with fresh blood.

"Waaah~" The Dragon People child from the Dark Demon Dragon clan suddenly burst into tears, his small hands rubbing his eyes. On a bustling street filled with the roaring human Siege Army, his crying sounded profoundly helpless and heartbreaking.

"That crying is so annoying! Shut up and die!" Just then, a human soldier passing by roared ferociously. With a sudden motion, he swung the stone axe in his hand down at the child.

With a sickening thud, the Dragon People child’s head was severed, rolling some distance on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

His tear-stained, wide-open eyes happened to gaze at Huang Yi flying high above, but they would never shed another tear. His small, helpless face remained frozen for eternity.

Huang Yi prided himself on being a rather cold-hearted individual, but seeing this innocent child’s death stirred something deep within him, a faint yet undeniable pang of sorrow.

"I’ve killed many innocent people before without feeling anything. So why now, as a mere observer, do I feel this guilt?" Huang Yi muttered to himself, gently stroking Little Dragon as he spoke.

As Little Dragon flew on, Huang Yi witnessed more scenes of the Siege Army slaughtering innocent civilians in the city, leaving him increasingly uneasy with each passing moment.

"Exterminate them all!" It was then that Golden Saint Scales’ voice echoed from the distance, commanding, "Spare no one. Root out every potential threat to ensure there are no lingering dangers!"

The voice reverberated across the vast city, its echoes ringing out in wave after wave.

After hearing this order, the Siege Army became even more ferocious, leaving no man, woman, or child alive within the city. They killed every last one.

"You traitorous Dragons! Traitors!" The anguished voice of the Dark Demon Dragon, Mo Li, resounded across the battlefield, a cry of despair and fury. He could only watch helplessly as his people were slaughtered, his clan verging on extinction, entirely powerless to protect them.

"Boom!" By now, the invading force had reached the City Lord’s Mansion at the very heart of the city.

The City Lord’s Mansion, the lair of the Dark Demon Dragon, Mo Li, was heavily reinforced on all sides with powerful mana, completely sealed off like a city within a city.

This stronghold had clearly received Mo Li’s utmost protection. Above it hovered a magical barrier that made aerial entry impossible—only brute force could break through.

"Splat!" At almost the same moment, Mo Li, battling fiercely against Golden Saint Scales and a group of elite warriors in the distance, suddenly sustained injuries but managed to break away, heading straight for the city center to defend the mansion to the death.

"Mo Li, running away? That doesn’t seem like something you would do," Golden Saint Scales taunted while pursuing him. His confident and imposing voice echoed in all directions.

"Golden Saint Scales, you’ve abandoned the dignity of the Dragon Clan and instead learned the hypocrisy of humans. Under the guise of justice, you seek only to overthrow me and take my place as the new ruler," Mo Li retorted sharply as he fled desperately, unwilling to stay and fight. Despite his escape, his words were fierce and defiant.

Golden Saint Scales remained indifferent and smug. "Say what you will, but your defeat today is inevitable. You’re rushing back to the City Lord’s Mansion—surely that’s to protect your son, Gibit! I still remember when he was born; I even kissed him then. Brings back fond memories. But alas, he has a poor father. Today, he’ll share your fate and die right here."

Mo Li, having reached the vicinity of the City Lord’s Mansion, flapped his wings mightily, releasing a shroud of black mist that quickly enveloped the area.

In the next moment, every Siege Army soldier within the mist collapsed, killed on the spot. With this single attack, a large number of troops were instantly wiped out.

Witnessing this, Huang Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he had remained among the crowd and stayed back; otherwise, he might have been killed in that instant as well.

After unleashing his attack, the Dark Demon Dragon swiftly entered the City Lord’s Mansion unimpeded by the barrier above it.

Golden Saint Scales and his elite team arrived soon after, trying to break in as well, but the barrier stopped them all.

After carefully examining the magical barrier, Golden Saint Scales made his judgment: "This barrier is incredibly strong—formed from the essence of Mo Li’s lifetime of Dragon Force."

"No wonder Mo Li is so much weaker today than before. He must’ve depleted a huge amount of his Dragon Force to protect this mansion. But why go to such lengths? If it’s to safeguard his child Gibit, he should’ve taken the child and fled rather than wait here to die," a Golden Holy Dragon stroked his golden beard, puzzled.

"Perhaps Mo Li wants Gibit to absorb something inside the mansion," mused a Silver Dragon warrior. "Something that can’t be taken away. Mo Li must be buying time for Gibit to complete the absorption. Once Gibit finishes, if he escapes, he’ll be powerful enough for revenge in the future."

"They won’t escape. Neither Mo Li nor his son Gibit will leave here alive today!" Golden Saint Scales declared with unwavering determination. Raising his voice, he shouted, "All Dragon Clan members, attack this barrier! Victory is within our grasp—this is the final step!"

Upon hearing the order, Dragons from all over the city converged and launched their attacks against the barrier. The barrage of attacks was so dense that it all but engulfed the entire sky above the City Lord’s Mansion.

The barrier wavered under the relentless assault but held strong for the moment. Breaking through was only a matter of time.

Little Dragon, as if finding all of this amusing, playfully flitted over, opening its mouth to unleash Sacred Flame alongside the hundreds of other Dragons attacking the barrier.

"Little Dragon, let’s not join the fray," Huang Yi said cautiously, patting the creature’s head.

It was clear his trial wasn’t over yet, and he had no idea what awaited him next. The best course of action was to watch and wait.

Little Dragon stuck out its tongue mischievously, fluttering its wings as it quietly withdrew, refraining from further attacks on the barrier.

Under Golden Saint Scales’ command, hundreds of Dragons continued their frenzied assault. The barrier grew weaker and weaker; its collapse was only a matter of time.

"You there, friend. I’ve noticed you don’t seem truly loyal to Golden Saint Scales. Earlier, your Golden Holy Dragon companion quietly backed out of attacking the barrier. Perhaps you’ve realized that Golden Saint Scales isn’t the righteous figure he claims to be?" Suddenly, a voice rang out in Huang Yi’s ears.

The voice unmistakably belonged to Mo Li.

Huang Yi turned to look, but Golden Saint Scales and the others continued their previous actions, showing no sign of having heard Mo Li’s voice.

Mo Li had clearly sent the message to him alone.

Soon, Mo Li’s voice came again. "I apologize for reaching out to you, but I had no choice. I can sense you’re different from them. My poor child, Gibit, is currently in a weakened state. I’m doing everything I can to protect him. Yet that vile traitor Golden Saint Scales seeks to kill both me and my child. I ask for your help... please help me smuggle my child out of the city. Let him live."

Hearing Mo Li’s plea, Huang Yi realized that he now faced another choice.

The trial had reached its second critical decision point.

This time, he once again had to choose: should he side with Golden Saint Scales or with Mo Li?

By staying with Golden Saint Scales, he would continue to uphold what he had previously chosen as "justice."

But if he aligned with Mo Li, what would that represent?

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