Heroes' Prison

Chapter 933 - 881: The True Strength of Sharp Sword

Chapter 881: The True Strength of Sharp Sword

The air was filled with tension, as if swords and bows were ready to clash at any moment, and an epic battle was on the verge of erupting.

Amongst the eight top-notch Heavenly Domain experts on the enemy side, aside from the Pope and T.N.T., the other six seemed curious about the four newly arrived masked men. They were still speculating about their identities and did not immediately work together to eliminate Dao Feng and the others.

At this moment, Dante stepped forward proactively and addressed the four skeleton-masked figures with a slight expression of gratitude: "Previously, someone with the same attire as yours blocked Sharp Sword when he came to my Divine Tune Guild. That individual must be associated with you. May I know how to address you? From which power do you hail? Please forgive my ignorance. Once this war is over, I must sincerely thank you."

The four skeleton-masked men maintained a cold demeanor from beginning to end. Even as Dante, a super-first master, struck up a conversation, their expressions barely shifted. One among them glanced at Dante and said indifferently, "Where we are from is not something you need to know. As for our names, I am Aries; this one is Taurus; he is Gemini; and he is Cancer."

The crowd was taken aback. Their names, based entirely on star signs, seemed rather peculiar.

"No wonder!" Sharp Sword suddenly revealed a look of realization.

"The person you encountered at the Divine Tune Guild—what was his name?" Dao Feng asked thoughtfully.

Sharp Sword replied, "The person I met at the Divine Tune Guild was named Aquarius—also a star sign. Their behavior is reminiscent of players, yet in this world, it’s impossible to have players exceeding level 250. And with names so unusual, they indeed resemble NPC names or code designations. In any case, these people are incredibly mysterious, their offensive mode disguised so well that it’s impossible to determine their true identities through their abilities."

The eight top-notch Heavenly Domain experts of the invading army were still conversing with the four masked men.

This granted a brief moment of standoff to the battlefield.

Beneath the Heavenly Curtain Barrier, members of the Hero Legion wore somber expressions, their worry evident as they occasionally turned to glance at Huang Yi, their central figure of reliance.

Huang Yi, however, raised his head, directing his gaze at Sharp Sword.

At the same moment, Sharp Sword lowered his head, looking at Huang Yi beneath the Heavenly Curtain Barrier.

The two locked eyes, and their gazes seemed to ignite an invisible spark.

Both understood the terrifying strength each possessed. Though Huang Yi had always been confident, having been invincible at the super-first-master level, he knew facing Sharp Sword did not guarantee victory. Sharp Sword had always held a distinct place in his mind, unlike other super-first-masters.

Huang Yi promptly sent a message to Sharp Sword: "Sharp Sword, although you’ve always kept a low profile, I know that if there exists a realm above the super-first elite in The Second World, then you undoubtedly belong in it. I know your methods are unparalleled. You’ve fought extensively already, but I know that wasn’t your true strength. Super-first masters are like divine dragons soaring the skies, yet even among dragons, there is a king—you are the king among them. Since you’ve promised me to go all out in this national war, you must honor your word."

Receiving the message, Sharp Sword arched a brow, then looked down again at Huang Yi beneath the Heavenly Curtain Barrier. His gaze was laden with meaning as he replied, "Alright, I agree! Previously, I refrained from using my full strength because I was uncertain about whether you and I would one day stand opposed. There are maneuvers I don’t want you to see. There are truths of which you’re unaware, but I already know. Indeed, you and I occupy differing positions. Right now, we’re not crossing blades because the time hasn’t arrived. But as we continue to grow, as the history and world progress, one day we will meet again. Then, perhaps, you and I will stand as rivals. You’re the opponent I least wish to face, the only person I’m unsure I can defeat. You and Dao Feng are both extraordinary figures. Dao Feng may hide his strength, but I can still roughly estimate it. You, however, remain an enigma. You keep me deeply wary. Though I’ve long wished to duel you, that desire is limited to sparring—it doesn’t entail becoming enemies. No matter what, before the day comes when we face each other in life-and-death combat, I’ll do my utmost to change the course of history to prevent that fate."

Huang Yi’s heart tightened. Sharp Sword’s cryptic words seemed to ascend to an unprecedented level, as if he were peering at the entire grand chessboard.

Of course, Huang Yi had long understood that The Second World was far more complex than it appeared on the surface. Through seemingly unrelated incidents, he had started piecing together faint traces. He was aware that hovering above the entire Second World was an indistinct fog, suggesting an expansive chessboard where all living beings were mere pawns. Yet, even now, he hadn’t glimpsed the full chessboard, still exploring its intricacies. But from Sharp Sword’s tone, it seemed the other was already ahead, knowing far more.

Huang Yi pondered for a moment and eventually replied, "You’d better work hard, then. Strive to truly change history. I too don’t wish to become enemies with someone as fearsome as you. However, come what may, should the day of inevitable rivalry between us truly arrive, I believe it won’t be due to our faults, but rather destiny’s design. If there comes a day when we can meet in the real world, I trust we’d be friends."

Sharp Sword read Huang Yi’s message, then subtly nodded toward him without giving a further reply. He merely stood quietly, awaiting the battlefield’s eruption.

Finally, within the ranks of the invading army’s twelve top-notch Heavenly Domain experts, an understanding seemed to form among them. They took the initiative to begin the epic battle that awaited.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Fuchan Fenrao launched the first strike, drawing his longbow and releasing five arrows, which whistled through the air and sped toward five top-notch Heavenly experts of the Hero Legion.

Sharp Sword’s presence dramatically transformed, shedding his previous calm and taking on an intense and serious expression. With a single gesture, a massive figure appeared beside him.

The figure had six arms, its entire body rippling with robust muscles, radiating brute force. Its expression was terrifyingly fierce, akin to the statues of ancient deities found in temples, exuding supreme majesty!

"Barbarian God Simulacrum!" Huang Yi’s gaze froze.

He realized that Sharp Sword was indeed revealing his true power. The Barbarian God Simulacrum had originally been crafted by Huang Yi at Sharp Sword’s request—a creation that had long puzzled him. Sharp Sword had never used it before, leaving its purpose shrouded in mystery.

But now, Sharp Sword finally unleashed the Barbarian God Simulacrum, signaling that he was revealing some of his concealed techniques.

Huang Yi focused intently on the Simulacrum, trying to discern its secrets. Though Huang Yi’s own Barbarian God Simulacrum was far superior in design, it didn’t possess the towering strength Sharp Sword’s Simulacrum seemed to emanate. Huang Yi’s Barbarian God had absorbed the souls of numerous celestial experts, activating the Demon God’s Acupoints.

Yet Sharp Sword’s version, strangely enough, felt more powerful—stronger even than Huang Yi’s own Barbarian God!

If Huang Yi’s Barbarian God was merely a simulacrum, then Sharp Sword’s Barbarian God appeared to be the real deal, shedding all traces of replication!

"Roar!" Sharp Sword’s summoned Barbarian God roared suddenly, its six bulging arms pounding its chest like a ferocious gorilla, showcasing its strength to the enemy.

Then, without hesitation, the Barbarian God charged directly at the twelve top-notch Heavenly Domain experts of the invading army. Its speed transformed its hulking figure into a blur and hurled it into the group.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Thunderous crashes rang out as Dante, Fuchan Fenrao, and T.N.T. were sent flying backward, knocked away by the Barbarian God’s assault!

The Barbarian God instantly displayed its overwhelming power, resembling a primordial beast from the Eternal Ancient Era, capable of knocking away even super-first masters!

"What... What on earth is this thing? It can even send super-first masters flying?"

"God of Slaughter seems to own a similar contracted creature, but Sharp Sword’s version is far more terrifying. Did God of Slaughter provide it to Sharp Sword, who then cultivated it further?"

Countless eyes fixated on the aerial battlefield, each brimming with shock!

Huang Yi was equally astounded. Normally, the strength of demonic simulacrums could be enhanced through three methods.

The first was by raising the master’s strength—the stronger the master, the stronger the simulacrum. Though Sharp Sword was immensely powerful, it didn’t seem plausible for this principle to strengthen his Barbarian God to such an extreme;

The second method involved using superior materials in crafting the simulacrum. Yet Sharp Sword’s Barbarian God had been crafted by Huang Yi himself using relatively standard materials, so this factor could be ruled out;

The third way was activating the simulacrum’s Demon God’s Acupoints. However, that was a unique skill exclusive to Huang Yi’s Nefalem, a feat even someone as talented as Xiao Chunzi could not achieve, much less Sharp Sword. This possibility also seemed unfeasible.

Yet Sharp Sword’s Barbarian God was unmistakably powerful—seemingly beyond belief. How had he done it?