Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1702 - 1627: Widening the Gap

Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1702 - 1627: Widening the Gap

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Chapter 1702: Chapter 1627: Widening the Gap

Blue Demon Island became clear again, with countless white bones scattered across the ground, numbering in the thousands.

A Void God appeared above Blue Demon Island, gazing solemnly in the direction where the Colored Glaze Mini-World was departing, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

"Greetings, Lord Qing Zhuo!" At this moment, a demigod of the Ba Clan approached the Void God, bowing respectfully.

"What happened here?" Qing Zhuo asked.

The Ba Clan demigod’s face was full of resentment: "A sudden surge of demonic qi appeared, killing thousands of our soldiers. It seems the Demon Clan launched a surprise attack. Please, Lord Qing Zhuo, eliminate this demonic thief to console the heroic spirits of our fallen soldiers."

"Just happened? That means I’m close to catching him!" Qing Zhuo thought aloud, shaking his head while staring in the Colored Glaze Mini-World’s departing direction, "That is a formidable enemy, even I’m not a match for him. We must wait for Lord Barbarian God himself to deal with him."

"What? Lord Barbarian God himself?" The demigod was shocked, a trace of fear flashing across his face. Thankfully, the Demon Clan only passed by here without stopping to slaughter, or he might have met his end here.

"Continue to stay here and wait for Lord Barbarian God to arrive while I keep tracking him. He likely hasn’t noticed me yet." Qing Zhuo said, and continued pursuing the faint aura left behind by the Colored Glaze Mini-World.

This brief delay on Blue Demon Island caused the distance between him and the Colored Glaze Mini-World to increase again.

Moreover, the aura was weak, requiring them to stop occasionally to verify it, which slowed the pursuit considerably.

...

Before long, Huang Yi sensed Qing Zhuo approaching again, and would soon catch up.

That might not be the only enemy; there could be more pursuers, and perhaps the Barbarian God would intervene personally. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

He had to take action to delay the enemy further!

He immediately took out the Wrath of the Godslayer from his storage ring, employing the Divine-level Stealth effect of the Wings of Freedom, temporarily leaving the Small World.

With his Divine Power no longer sustaining it, the Colored Glaze Mini-World came to a halt, as the force of those dozens of small snakes alone was insufficient to move it.

Huang Yi quickly flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, instantly arriving beside the Void God, then unleashed the second artifact skill of the Wrath of the Godslayer — Slaying God’s Curse.

In an instant, the Wrath of the Godslayer erupted in a blood-red glow, exuding a surging Divine Power aura; each engraving on the axe seemed to come to life, rapidly turning blood red.

Soon, a droplet of blood flowed from the engravings of the Wrath of the Godslayer, emitting a dazzling red light, and flew toward Qing Zhuo.

Since Huang Yi was invisible, Qing Zhuo could not see this happening, nor could he see the blood droplet, assuming there was nothing around him.

Almost instantly, the blood droplet landed on Qing Zhuo, merging into his body.

Qing Zhuo felt as if bitten by a mosquito, and accompanied only by a fleeting sensation that felt like a mere illusion.

The Slaying God’s Curse skill implants a seed of slaughter into the enemy, monitoring their actions and choosing the activation time for the seed of slaughter. Once activated, the enemy loses rationality and indiscriminately attacks everyone, including self-harm.

"Hmph!" Huang Yi deliberately snorted coldly, emitting overwhelming demonic qi, instantly darkening the surrounding sea region. Then, flapping the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, he returned to the Colored Glaze Mini-World, continuing to steer it swiftly forward.

Frightened by Huang Yi’s cold snort, Qing Zhuo halted and made defensive maneuvers, warily watching the surrounding demonic qi, no longer daring to approach.

Now, Huang Yi did not need to use the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings; just the seed of slaughter was sufficient to perceive Qing Zhuo’s movements, like a radar, with Qing Zhuo being a conspicuous red dot.

The red dot had now stopped, clearly wary, and did not dare to pursue further.

Huang Yi couldn’t help but smile faintly as events unfolded as he had planned.

...

Finally, at the end of the vast sea appeared a black coastline. The land was colored grey-black from demonic pollution, barren with abandoned fortifications everywhere, some low-level Inferior Demons, Demon Wolves, and other remnants of the Demon Clan roaming around.

At the center of the land was a massive pit, continuously emanating endless demonic qi, deep and unfathomable.

This land was once the Demon Clan’s base during their campaigns in the First World, and the huge pit was the den of several Demon Kings, with a Demon King’s Gate linking to the Demon Race’s Microcosm inside.

Huang Yi maneuvered the Colored Glaze Mini-World, rushing onto the land and into the Demon Cave.

The Demon Cave had a barrier preventing outsiders from entering, but Huang Yi, with the pure bloodline of the Dark King, wasn’t hindered by the barrier, and entered smoothly.

Descending to the bottom of the Demon Cave, he hastily flew along the tunnel, quickly arriving at the enormous underground space.

This underground space was littered with discarded Demon Clan weapons and the bones of demon clan casualties, emitting a foul stench.

Suspended in mid-air was a black portal with a layer of lifeless light film over it.

On the previous visit, the light film on the Demon King’s Gate was dynamic, with black qi constantly moving across it, reminiscent of a teleportation gate.

But now, the light film was motionless, like a barrier preventing entry of outsiders, its teleportation function lost.

This Demon King’s Gate had closed; even if the light film were shattered, outsiders couldn’t access the Demon Race Microcosm.

Not only here, countless Demon King’s Gates scattered across the universe’s worlds had shut down; the Demon Race Microcosm was now in a securely closed state with all connections to the outside world severed.

Huang Yi arrived at the back of the Demon King’s Gate base, finally stopped, and exited the Colored Glaze Mini-World.

He took out the Small World Satellite from his storage ring and touched it to the Colored Glaze Mini-World’s entrance flash.

"[System Prompt]: Do you want to integrate the [Colored Glaze Mini-World] into the [Small World Satellite]?"

"Yes!"

"[System Prompt]: Integrating the [Colored Glaze Mini-World] into the [Small World Satellite] is underway; it will take twenty minutes for complete fusion, starting countdown now."

Huang Yi prayed silently in his heart, hoping there would be no disruptions within these 20 minutes, and no enemies would come, or he would have to abandon this Small World.

After merely three minutes, Huang Yi suddenly sensed Qing Zhuo speeding up his pursuit.

Qing Zhuo had been cautiously advancing, but suddenly accelerated, showing confidence, likely because his reinforcements had arrived, giving him the confidence for a direct confrontation.

Huang Yi grinned wickedly, immediately choosing to activate the curse!

His curse instantly crossed vast distances, affecting Qing Zhuo’s body countless miles away, triggering the seed of slaughter within him.

In the next moment, the red dot representing Qing Zhuo paused briefly, followed by drastic changes.

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