Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1254 - 1189: Microcosm

"God of Slaughter, are these the Guardians of your power? They are indeed very strong." Vekszune turned to look at Huang Yi, smiling with admiration.

"Yes!" Huang Yi nodded, holding the black cat of Takasma in his arms, gently stroking its fur, and said softly, "These Guardians were originally criminals in Heroes’ Prison, renowned strongmen of ages past. In the future, more criminals will become Guardians of my Hero Empire."

Vekszune continued to lower his stance, his face full of smiles, "It is an honor for our Naga tribe to ally with you. If these Guardians could go to the First World to fight the Demon Clan with us, the entire universe would witness your magnificence, and no one would dare underestimate The Second World anymore."

"Is that so?" Huang Yi stared at Vekszune intently, with deep meaning, his eyes faintly flashing a strange glow that seemed to touch the soul.

At that moment, Vekszune suddenly felt that Huang Yi’s gaze seemed somewhat different, those sharp eyes seemed to penetrate all the secrets in the depths of his heart.

This was a very eerie feeling; he was clearly a demigod, while Huang Yi was only at the Ascension Stage, logically he shouldn’t feel this way.

Vekszune quickly brushed off this odd feeling without much thought, revealing a false smile, and said very earnestly, "Of course it is! Yesterday, after you left our council hall, we were all immersed in the joy of allying with you."

"Oh!" Huang Yi slowly nodded, his eyes still flashing with strange light.

Vekszune was not mistaken; at this moment, Huang Yi’s gaze was indeed different.

Because he was using the Eye of Time!

In Huang Yi’s eyes, he could see what happened to Vekszune in the past day!

Yesterday, after his incarnation left the Naga council hall, Vekszune and the reactions of many Naga high-level members were all plainly revealed, like a replay—

"Humph! This kid is too arrogant! I really dislike him!"

"Now we need to fight the Demon Clan, we might as well use the God of Slaughter a bit, after we repel the Demon Clan, we can eliminate him, keeping him around will eventually be a problem."

"The Second World relies on these Heaven-Sent people, it will surely threaten our First World’s status in the future, we cannot stand idly by!"

"Actually, when I previously sent Hong Lin to The Second World to steal Divine Nectar, I already reminded him, if he gets the chance, to kill the God of Slaughter’s potential..."

The transformation of various Naga high-level figures vividly replayed, coupled with Vekszune’s seemingly sincere smile and words now, it appeared extremely sarcastic.

But this did not surprise Huang Yi as he had already speculated that the Naga would not truly ally with him, it was purely a matter of use, and after use they would definitely betray him.

Huang Yi did not reveal this, instead he also smiled falsely, and said, "We are also honored to ally with you. The Nagas are one of the large races in the First World, and our Hero Empire is the largest power in The Second World, our alliance has positive significance for both worlds."

At this moment, he was about to turn off the Eye of Time to conserve the drastically consumed Energy Value, but suddenly, his Eye of Time saw a new scene—

In the air of that council hall yesterday, suddenly appeared two Naga elders, subsequently all Naga high-level members in the hall respectfully addressed them as Ancestral Elders.

It seems that these two elders are the Void Gods of the Nagas.

Huang Yi’s interest was immediately piqued, and he continued to watch attentively.

"Elder Wan Xuanxiu is dead!" Soon, a Naga Ancestor uttered heavily.

Huang Yi was slightly shocked and patiently watched the entire conversation, finally learning the startling news—the Void God of the Nagas was jointly killed by the incarnations using their respective Magic Instruments within the Colored Glaze Mini-World!

Huang Yi subtly closed the Eye of Time and turned to Vekszune, deliberately asking, "You mentioned yesterday that three of your Naga Ancestors were fighting the Demon Clan in the Colored Glaze Mini-World. How’s the battle going now?"

Vekszune’s heart skipped a beat. At this critical moment of alliance, announcing Elder Wan Xuanxiu’s death would make the Nagas look too weak. He laughed awkwardly and said offhandedly, "I don’t know either; maybe they’re still fighting!"

"Oh!" Huang Yi didn’t expose him but subtly shifted the topic to this area, pretending to be puzzled. "I’ve always wondered, why do the Demon Clan possess such strength, yet the Seven Archdemons only deploy a tiny fraction of their power each time? If they sent out all their incarnations, brought out all their Magic Instruments, and mobilized all their Void and Demigod experts, not just the Nagas but even the strongest Barbarian God Cult in your First World would be annihilated. So why are they so patient, willing to fight your Naga Void Gods in the Colored Glaze Mini-World for days?"

"Ahem... because even the Seven Archdemons are compelled!" Vekszune said, somewhat unnaturally, "I’ve heard from the Ancestors that the Seven Archdemons must use most of their powers to sustain their Demon-Sealing Space. This Demon-Sealing Space of the Demon Clan is incredibly vast; it shouldn’t even be called a Small World anymore—more like a Microcosm. Inside is a Star Domain, consisting of several planets. Such a Demon-Sealing Space far exceeds the concept of a general Small World, making its stability extremely difficult to maintain."

"Yes, I deeply understand this!" At this moment, Fallen Feather Broken Feather nodded, "In the past, like the Seven Archdemons, I too was a Mortal God and found a Demon-Sealing Space, thus avoiding the pull of the Heaven Realm, evading Divine Enthronement. But the Heaven Realm’s pull constantly seeped into that space, requiring me to continuously reinforce it—quite exhausting. Actually, the Demon-Sealing Space I discovered was just a tiny area, barely a Small World. But the Seven Archdemons’ Demon-Sealing Space has reached the Microcosm level, and the effort needed to maintain its stability is unimaginable."

"Exactly, exactly, that’s how it is!" Vekszune nodded repeatedly, "We’ve had similar incidents in the First World. The original owner of the Colored Glaze Mini-World, the Glazed Sovereign, was initially a Mortal God of Nasha, hiding within the Colored Glaze Mini-World. But he didn’t reinforce the Small World in time, leading to the Heaven Realm’s pull penetrating inside, ultimately being forced into Divine Enthronement."

Huang Yi thoughtfully stroked his chin and said, "So most of the Seven Archdemons’ strength is used to reinforce their Microcosm?"

"Exactly!" Emperor Somerett also spoke, "The Seven Archdemons—their main bodies, most of their incarnations, their Magic Instruments, and their Void and Demigod experts—all focus on maintaining that Microcosm. Therefore, the power they can send out to create chaos is very limited. Usually, when they invade the Second World, it’s sporadic—after being repelled, they need a long recovery before sending out more forces to cause chaos. Yet, despite this, their power is ridiculously strong. If they ignored Microcosm stability and unleashed their full might, then even the universe’s top-ranked race—the Dream Tribe—wouldn’t stand a chance against them."

"The King of Hell is truly an extraordinary figure!" At that moment, Wandering Divine Envoy Clare showed a slight hint of respect, "Though he’s our adversary, I must admit, his vast ambitions are incomparable to typical Mortal Gods. A person like him, upon Divine Enthronement and ascending to the Heaven Realm, would be a dominant force among the Gods and Hordes of Demons, where average deities would not stand a chance. Back when I was in the Heaven Realm, I’d often hear the Gods discussing the King of Hell; some even referred to him as the Mortal Universe’s sovereign—that no one could kill him. Even those powerful Creator Ancestral Spirits could only resist him at best, unable to take his life. His decision to remain in that Microcosm, rather than ascend and be a dominant force in the Heaven Realm, is far wiser. If he went to the Heaven Realm, figures like Death God, God of Life, God of Time, and God of Space, could control his fate. But staying in the Mortal World, even powerful deities can’t touch him."

"However, the future is uncertain." Emperor Somerett turned to Huang Yi, anticipating, "A Heaven-Sent Man like God of Slaughter is full of infinite possibilities. If he continues to grow, even managing Heroes’ Prison, the King of Hell’s position as the Mortal Universe’s ruler might just shift."

"Yes, yes! With a Heaven-Sent Man like God of Slaughter, the King of Hell can’t enjoy his reign for long." Vekszune eagerly nodded in agreement, flattering, "God of Slaughter, since you manage Heroes’ Prison, could you perhaps release some criminals to our First World to fight the Demon Clan? No matter how strong the Seven Archdemons are, they can’t surpass Death God; and no matter how many experts the Demon Clan has, they can’t match the forces of Heroes’ Prison!"

After saying this, he looked intently at Huang Yi.

No matter how powerful Huang Yi’s forces are, if they can’t be sent to the First World to help combat the Demon Clan, this alliance holds little value. He had to find a way to mobilize these experts to alleviate the Nagas’ urgent crisis.

Huang Yi pondered for a while, eventually nodding and saying, "In theory, it’s not impossible. But aid is mutual; if I release criminals to help you, you should also offer me some assistance."

Vekszune’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "What would you like? If it’s within our capability, we’ll definitely agree!"

Huang Yi smiled slightly and expressed his long-desired request—

"I want the Kiss of Death from the God Sealer!"