In just an instant, the vast Floating Harbor was utterly destroyed, with economic losses beyond estimation.
Huang Yi gazed at the devastation ahead, his heart filled with mixed emotions, once again experiencing the cold ruthlessness of war. But if he hadn’t acted this way, it would have been Hero’s Continent that suffered.
Without lingering, they swiftly maneuvered the Deep Sea Demon Flesh to retreat, racing back in the direction of the Central Continent.
The tsunami at Floating Harbor gradually subsided, and the seawater receded back into the ocean, revealing the harbor’s original location. It was now completely buried under sand and mud, as though it had never existed.
Debris of all kinds floated endlessly across the sea.
A family photo album, from an unknown household, surfaced amidst the waves. The people in the photo smiled brightly, their joy frozen in ti amidst the glistening seawater.
Half a tattered sheet of music drifted along the water, its scattered notes aimlessly swirling away. It was likely the favorite tune of so Bard, played on a peaceful evening in a quiet garden.
A bottle bobbed along the waves, carrying within it a piece of paper. Scrawled on the paper was a poem, telling a story of sothing trivial yet profound.
...
On Flying Dragon Island, within the Sun Guild, Fuchan Fenrao, guild leader of Floating Life Guild, and Shadow of Pain, its deputy leader, were still fixedly watching the Prival Forest ahead.
mbers of the Fleeting Life Legion combed through the forest in search of the Subsidiary Battle Flag, their illumination devices casting light across the mountains and cliffs.
"I’ve got an uneasy feeling. Could sothing have happened to Floating Harbor?" Shadow of Pain voiced his concern to Fuchan Fenrao beside him.
By nature, he was a cautious man. Before Huang Yi departed earlier, he had warned them that Floating Harbor was about to face a catastrophe. From then on, Shadow of Pain had been plagued by unease. Even after Fuchan Fenrao personally logged out of the ga and called Floating Life Guild headquarters to inform the staff on duty, his worries remained.
Fuchan Fenrao shook her head and replied calmly, "There’s no need to worry. I’ve already instructed Nimíng to be extra vigilant. That Magic Tower is stocked with a Sky Crystal Stone. Once activated, it can ensure the Heavenly Curtain Barrier remains unbreakable."
Just as she finished speaking, an unexpected ssage from their offline contact jolted her heart with a sharp "thud."
Struggling to maintain her outward calm, she opened the ssage to read it.
But almost instantly, her body trembled violently, and all her composure evaporated in an instant!
The soft moonlight illuminated her figure, casting a shadow on the ground that quivered uncontrollably — from anger, terror, or perhaps sheer cold.
Noticing Fuchan Fenrao’s abrupt change in deanor, Shadow of Pain’s unease surged to a fever pitch. He quickly asked, "What’s wrong?"
Fuchan Fenrao took a deep, shuddering breath, turned to Shadow of Pain, and said in a trembling voice, "Floating Harbor is gone!"
"What? Floating Harbor... gone? What exactly happened?" Shadow of Pain’s face turned deathly pale as if he had been struck hard.
"It was God of Slaughter! He unleashed a legendary Deep Sea Demon Flesh to attack Floating Harbor. The Heavenly Curtain Barrier couldn’t withstand it. The entire Floating Harbor is obliterated—everything, COMPLETELY gone!" As Fuchan Fenrao recounted the events, it was as if her very soul had been ripped from her. This once iron-willed woman finally revealed a glimr of helplessness.
Shadow of Pain clenched his fists tightly and bitterly lanted, "God of Slaughter, so it really was him! We should have agreed to his terms earlier! Even ten Flying Dragon Islands couldn’t compare to the value of Floating Harbor!"
"God of Slaughter!" Fuchan Fenrao repeated the na over and over, her voice growing heavier with each utterance!
The vulnerability that had briefly seeped into her heart was swiftly consud by an overwhelming hatred. Her once striking face contorted into a nacingly monstrous expression. Gritting her teeth, glaring fiercely, her lips quivered like a demon fueled by rage.
Yet, amidst this sea of hatred and fury, a trace of restraint surfaced within her. Eventually, she took a deep breath, restoring the stoic composure she was known for, and spoke with a chilling calm, "We must rember this grudge, but now is not the ti for revenge. God of Slaughter might launch a second wave of attacks. We must return to Floating Life Guild headquarters imdiately and take command!"
With that, she barked a commanding order to the entire Fleeting Life Legion: "Everyone, withdraw imdiately!"
...
The earth-shattering destruction of Floating Harbor quickly beca global news!
Famous dia outlets from across the globe scrambled to report on the incident. One by one, journalists raced to the ruins of Floating Harbor, broadcasting its devastation to stunned audiences worldwide. Alongside these reports spread the na of the catastrophe’s orchestrator—God of Slaughter!
anwhile, forums buzzed with countless videos recorded by Floating Harbor players, capturing the heart-stopping monts from multiple angles. Millions of viewers, upon watching these clips, felt as if they were there themselves, imrsed in Floating Harbor’s harrowing demise. At the sa ti, they shuddered in fear at the sheer brutality of Huang Yi’s thods.
In a single night, this marked the fourth ti in which his actions left the world in shock!
From the Pope to Miyamoto Musashi, to Ganges, and now to Fuchan Fenrao—Huang Yi’s thods of vengeance were devastatingly decisive and undeniably effective. With every strike, his enemies were left utterly crippled, as if a blade had rcilessly pierced the hearts of these super first-class masters, forcing imdiate retreats!
For the remaining nations invading the Hero’s Continent, the news brought sleepless nights. Facing soone like him was akin to carrying a ticking ti bomb on their backs.
One by one, these invading national legions started to retreat from Hero’s Continent in fear, unwilling to risk inciting Huang Yi’s wrath any further.
Soon, every eye across the world shifted their focus to Kid’s Freedom Legion.
Tonight, five super first-class legions had launched assaults in Hero’s Continent. Of the first four, Huang Yi had already dealt with them. Now, only Kid’s legion remained, currently attacking Dragon Phoenix Gate’s subsidiary territory at Sunset Canyon—Sunset City!
Journalists from every corner of the world, from television stations of every kind, flocked to Sunset Canyon. It was as if everyone sensed the inevitable—Huang Yi’s next appearance would be at Sunset Canyon!
Countless viewers across the globe tuned in to watch the battle in Sunset Canyon unfold, breathlessly awaiting Huang Yi’s arrival.
Kid’s Freedom Legion had nearly reached the city gates of Sunset City, the subsidiary territory of Dragon Phoenix Gate!
Massive waves of troops encircled the city entirely, forming a dark, oppressive sea of soldiers as far as the eye could see. They were fiercely engaged in battle with Dragon Phoenix Gate’s last defensive forces outside the city walls. The light from innurable skills painted the sky, and the deafening clashes echoed throughout Sunset Canyon, seeming endless.
At this rate, Sunset City’s fall was only a matter of ti.
On the city walls, a man in his early thirties, lean in build, stood with a commanding presence. Peering through the Heavenly Curtain Barrier, he shouted sternly at the enemies below, "Kid, if you don’t pull back your forces now, the God of Slaughter will descend shortly—mark my words, it will spell your doom! You still have ti to retreat!"
This man was Long Dou Dou, the guild leader of Dragon Phoenix Gate. His defiant words, broadcast live by war correspondents, resounded in the ears of audiences worldwide!
But no matter how loudly Long Dou Dou clamored, Kid remained silent, staying laser-focused on directing his Freedom Legion’s assault.
"Kid, what’s our plan if the God of Slaughter shows up?" In the midst of the vast Freedom Legion, two prominent leaders huddled together in a private conversation. Around them stretched an endless expanse of troops, a dense, overwhelming sea of humanity.
"We’ll deal with him when he cos," Kid said with a slight frown. He was acutely aware that caras worldwide were now trained on him. An untold number of people were watching, though theirs was a gaze tinted with schadenfreude, anticipating his humiliation at Huang Yi’s hands.
"Kid." Suddenly, a long-awaited voice echoed across the skies of Sunset Canyon’s subsidiary territory! It simultaneously transmitted to the entire world!
It was Huang Yi’s voice! He had arrived!
Kid’s heart sank, his expression turning grim. Together with all the journalists present, he turned his gaze toward the city gate.
Standing atop Sunset City’s walls was an unexpected figure. Empty-handed, weaponless, his cloak billowed in the night wind as the radiant moonlight shone upon him, revealing a silhouette brimming with unyielding authority.
Upon Huang Yi’s arrival, the fierce battle below ca to an abrupt halt. Dragon Phoenix Gate’s players instinctively retreated a significant distance toward the city walls, while the invading Freedom Legion forces likewise pulled back toward the outskirts.
Between the two armies, a distinct no-man’s-land erged, much like the legendary Chu River and Han Border, which no one dared to cross lightly.
"Kid, you still have the chance to retreat!" Huang Yi stood atop the city wall, hands clasped behind his back, his gaze fixed on Kid amid the massive sea of soldiers below.
"So you’ve finally co! I wonder what thod you’ll use to deal with ?" Kid finally broke his long silence, responding with a calm but challenging tone.
Huang Yi smiled faintly, giving off an air of absolute control. "If you’re curious, you only need to try . But if you choose not to heed my warning, the consequences will be dire! The Pope didn’t heed my warning, and Heaven’s Guild suffered a crushing blow. Miyamoto Musashi ignored my advice, and Martial Arts Guild paid dearly. Ganges dismissed , and I seized his fleet. Fuchan Fenrao defied , and Floating Harbor was completely obliterated. Now it’s your turn. I’ll ask you again—will you listen to or not?"
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