Heroes' Prison

Chapter 922 - 871: Suddenly Interrupted

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Minute by minute, time passed, yet the high-altitude battle continued unabated. Including the newly arrived Pope Aifel, the eleven top-notch Heavenly Domain experts fought ferociously, with shockwaves rampaging wildly. Gusts of energy and light streaked across the sky in every direction, making it impossible for anyone to approach.

The island where Huang Yi was located had already activated the Heavenly Curtain Barrier to avoid collateral damage. Even if the enemy’s eight Heavenly Domain experts wanted to break through and attack, it would take considerable effort for them to shatter the barrier.

As the battle progressed, the golden halos around Dao Feng and Dragon Spike began to fade noticeably, signaling their durations were nearing their end. The enemy’s eight Heavenly Domain experts accelerated their offensive pace instantly.

Numerous soldiers and reporters were simultaneously watching the aerial clash while occasionally turning to glance at Huang Yi, standing atop the highest point of the island.

Though Huang Yi hadn’t joined the battlefield, his body remained upright, towering like Optimus Prime. He resisted the immense pressure and brought an unspoken sense of security to the players from Hero’s Continent.

"Big Brother, hasn’t that person arrived yet? Dao Feng, Dragon Spike, and Yang Yuheng’s golden light is about to dissipate. Once their strength dwindles, they won’t hold out against the enemy!" Xiao Chunzi tugged at Huang Yi’s hand again, tilting her head upward and asking worriedly.

Huang Yi extended a large hand to pat Xiao Chunzi’s head, reassuring her. He said, "Just wait a little longer. He should appear soon. My people are already prepared to assist him."

Eighteen minutes had passed!

The golden radiance around Dao Feng, Dragon Spike, and Yang Yuheng had dimmed almost to invisibility.

The eight enemy Heavenly Domain experts fixated unwaveringly on Dao Feng and his comrades, surrounding them from all directions, ready to respond to any sudden changes.

"You two retreat to the barrier first! I’ll hold them off!" Dao Feng roared over the clattering of his dual Golden War Sabers, addressing Dragon Spike and Yang Yuheng with commanding resolve, exuding an air of heroic sacrifice.

While Yang Yuheng continued healing Dao Feng, she said worriedly, "But you’re alone..."

"Don’t worry about me. Quickly retreat!" Dao Feng shouted without turning his head. His body suddenly expanded, immediately growing into a towering giant over ten meters tall!

He then crossed his twin war blades and slashed them forward!

Instantaneously, eight enormous golden sword beams surged from the blades, shooting violently towards the eight enemy Heavenly Domain experts, each strike landing directly on them.

The attack was ferocious and domineering, forcing the green light protecting the eight experts to falter and flicker. Their bodies staggered backward for two steps!

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Yang Yuheng healed Dao Feng one last time, transforming into a stream of light that descended rapidly from the high skies like lightning!

Dragon Spike also became a streak of light, descending in tandem!

Almost simultaneously, Huang Yi instantly opened the island’s Heavenly Curtain Barrier, allowing the two streams of light to return safely.

The barrier promptly resealed afterwards, as if it had never been interrupted.

In the sky above, only Dao Feng remained—his imposing figure locked in bloody combat!

The Golden Battle Robe fluttered wildly around him, while the twin Golden War Sabers danced boldly in his hands. Each swing unleashed fierce Sword Qi, and facing the enemy’s eight top experts, Dao Feng showed no fear, fighting boldly like an unstoppable Golden War God, always advancing.

Then, Pope Eiffel cast his Blue Staff into the air. His fingers rapidly formed hand seals as he chanted a distant, ancient melody, akin to a mystical ballad passed down from an old village: "In legend, the God of Life inscribed nature’s secrets upon the leaves of the World Tree. Only the omnipresent wind could understand these secrets. The breeze carried the leaves, wandering through golden waves, conquering the homeland of the Dragon Clan..."

As Eiffel chanted, his staff hovered eerily in the air, not falling, while frantically absorbing wind elements from all directions.

In this oceanside environment, sea winds blew continuously; there was an abundance of wind elements. The Blue Staff acted like a drain, agitating the seawater, clouds, and air, drawing wind elements from every corner. Gradually, a massive wind-element vortex formed in the sky, an awe-inspiring sight!

The crowd gazed upon the shifting winds and clouds, holding their breaths, knowing Pope Eiffel was about to unleash a devastating blow!

The other seven top-notch Heavenly Domain experts weren’t idle either; they deployed their tactics one after another.

T.N.T.’s staff fired off two immense fire-dragon-shaped flames that roared furiously, clawing their way toward Dao Feng. The intense heat distorted the surrounding air.

The pope swept his staff, conjuring an enormous electrified net that crackled with arcs of lightning, cascading down over Dao Feng!

Fuchan Fenrao and Ronald both commanded their mounts to gallop across the void like primordial beasts, charging toward Dao Feng with brute force!

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In this moment, Dao Feng was the focal point of countless attacks. All eight enemy Heavenly Domain experts directed their power at him!

Under this unparalleled pressure, Dao Feng maintained his steadfast demeanor. His towering body remained upright, and his twin war blades swirled so rapidly that they became phantom-like.

A faint layer of golden liquid coated the surface of his blades, flowing continuously along their edges—a magical ability attached to the Divine Artifacts.

These War Sabers, once weapons of the Sword Emperor, a legendary God Sealer from the Eternal Ancient Era, still retained undeniable power despite not being as formidable as they were back then. In the hands of a super-first-class master like Dao Feng, they exuded an aura reminiscent of the Sword Emperor’s rebirth!

However, this strength was temporary—twenty minutes were nearly up!

Once Yang Yuheng’s Light of Vengeance on Dao Feng expired, his combat prowess would plummet dramatically!

Meanwhile, Pope Eiffel continued preparing his ultimate skill. Dao Feng was tightly trapped and unable to disrupt him!

"Snap!" Suddenly, a crisp break sounded from Dao Feng’s body!

This faint yet clear sound resonated in the ears of countless players from Hero’s Continent, causing many to shiver slightly.

Dao Feng’s Light of Vengeance had finally faded! The additional 50% of attributes it granted vanished completely!

"Let me become a whirlwind, scattering eternal torment..." Almost simultaneously, Pope Eiffel’s chanted skill reached its final phase!

The wind elements condensed on the Blue Staff had grown so intense they became blinding. The terrifying pressure seemed almost tangible, hanging like an oppressive force over everyone’s heads. Each person felt as if their bodies were weighed down by an invisible hand, bending them against their will!

This was undoubtedly Pope Eiffel’s decisive move, an attack that would determine the battlefield. Upon its release, Dao Feng would likely endure unimaginable destruction!

"Swoosh!" At that moment of utmost peril, a figure suddenly appeared behind Pope Eiffel!

Simultaneously, the edge of a dagger stabbed through Pope Eiffel’s chest, spurting crimson blood!

High above, the Blue Staff trembled violently as the wind elements it painstakingly gathered dissipated into thin air, vanishing completely.

The skill that Pope Eiffel had been preparing for so long was abruptly interrupted, leaving him wounded!

The crowd quickly turned their eyes toward this unexpected individual, stunned to find that it was none other than Dragon Spike!

Earlier, Dragon Spike had seemingly withdrawn alongside Yang Yuheng into the island’s barrier, yet now he had unpredictably re-emerged here, striking down Pope Eiffel and disrupting his ultimate attack!

As expected of the world’s greatest assassin, Dragon Spike defied all expectations, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. It seemed as though there wasn’t a single place in this world he couldn’t reach. More terrifyingly, even if he was physically somewhere, it might not actually be his true location. He had last been within the barrier, but now he was here—completely untraceable!

In the next instant, Dragon Spike’s figure vanished again into the air, as though he had never been there.

His unpredictable movements made him even more fearsome; no one could predict where he might appear next or whose life his dagger would claim.