Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1450 - 1378: Mysterious Eastern Strength

After Huang Yi’s Guardian Legion made an appearance, the process became much more harmonious. After guests from various worlds arrived, they presented gifts and sat down orderly in the VIP area, and no one was disrespectful anymore.

Just then, in the clear sky, a melody suddenly echoed—it was as ethereal and melodious as celestial music.

Everyone spontaneously looked up, curiously gazing over.

At the end of the sky, a magnificent golden chariot was approaching, surrounded by maid-attired figures playing music, sprinkling dewdrops and petals, akin to celestial beings descending to the mortal world with utmost grace.

This group of people instantly became the center of attention. Only ancient families with rich historical legacies would preserve such etiquette; the visitor must be someone significant.

However, the chariot was covered with curtains, making it impossible to discern the figures inside.

"Who exactly is that? They don’t seem to be on our invitation list." At this moment, several etiquette tutors from the Oskan Royal Academy whispered amongst themselves.

Countless journalists and players also displayed puzzled expressions. Despite their vast knowledge, they couldn’t guess which power this group belonged to.

Suddenly, the King of Fear’s expression turned sharp, as if he had remembered something, and he said with mild astonishment: "Could it be them?"

Upon hearing this, most of the Guardian Legion looked confused. Only a few of the strongest guardians showed a thoughtful demeanor.

"It’s possible!" Fallen Feather Broken Feather nodded, staring unblinkingly at the approaching chariot in the sky and said faintly: "Only that mysterious Oriental family would have such elaborate rituals."

"But they are so far from the Second World. The God of Slaughter only became the King of the World three days ago. The news couldn’t have spread that far in such a short time! How could they have gotten word and arrived so promptly?" Furious Sovereign - Izexius shook his head.

"They wield mysterious Oriental power, perhaps there’s some method by which they could know what’s happening here! When I was still a Deity, I met a God Sealer from their race in the Heaven Realm. They were truly extraordinary." Celestial God - Huanyuan said softly.

At this moment, the magnificent golden chariot hovered above the square and finally came to a halt.

Viewing this chariot up close, the impact was even stronger. Its body was intricately carved with patterns to an extreme degree, with lines thinner than strands of hair forming images of exotic beasts like the Phoenix, Giant Dragon, Qilin, and Taotie.

Among them, the dragon’s pattern wasn’t the typical winged Western Dragon, but rather the snake-like Oriental Dragon, somewhat reminiscent of Peerless Demon Emperor, Ye Konghua.

The maids around the chariot continued their melody and petal scattering, seemingly purifying the space, creating a beautiful environment for the emergence of the chariot’s occupant.

People listened to this celestial music, smelling the fresh scent of flowers, as if their entire souls were being baptized.

Finally, all the maids stopped. The maid closest to the chariot carefully lifted the curtain.

The next moment, a delicate snow-white foot emerged from the chariot.

This foot was like a heavenly masterpiece; its ankle’s contour was flawless, skin smooth and tender, as if any sunshine, frost, rain, or even dust would defile it—it could only be cherished in a conservatory, admired but not played with.

Everyone’s attention was captivated by this foot, the entire venue fell silent, holding their breath awaiting the owner of this beautiful foot to make an entrance.

Finally, the curtain was wholly lifted, and the person inside the chariot slowly alighted.

That very moment, the entire venue trembled!

The figure was a fairy-like maiden, her tender body wrapped in a gauzy dress outlining a beautiful silhouette. Her face was veiled, concealing her features except for a pair of pure, clear eyes that seemed untouched by any impurity, seeing only beauty.

This maiden of otherworldly charm was high above, yet evoking a sense of closeness.

The venue already had two supreme beauties, one the Ice Queen, another a mysterious player from the Dream Tribe—Dream Spirit.

The Ice Queen exuded an icy beauty—a cold demeanor that kept people at a distance—unapproachable.

Dream Spirit held a dreamy aura, as if not really present, ready to vanish at any moment, elusive.

But this maiden emerging from the chariot seemed untouched by earthy affairs—purely exquisite. Anyone with the slightest flaw would find her unattainable.

After alighting the chariot, the fairy-like maiden gently turned her head, scanning the crowd below. Ultimately, her pure gaze fell upon Huang Yi, her beautiful eyes curving subtly into an extraordinary arc.

Everyone could imagine, beneath her veil, she must be showing a world-tilting smile.

At this moment, a maid next to her nodded and softly said: "Honored God of Slaughter, this is our Princess Xia Meng from the Xia Clan. She is also a Heaven-Sent Man. Recently, upon hearing you had become the King of the Second World, she specifically represents the Xia Clan to celebrate. Please forgive any inconvenience! Princess Xia Meng, retaining celestial aura, cannot speak lightly. I am Xia Ye, alongside this maid Xia Lanyue, the closest maids to Princess Xia Meng, designated to converse with you all." Having said, she gestured to another maid beside her.

The maid named "Xia Lanyue" smiled faintly, nodding towards Huang Yi.

Hearing the voice of maid Xia Ye, seeing maid Xia Lanyue’s smile, the crowd instantly felt refreshed. Even just two maids showcased such knowledge and warmth, their speech gentle and smiles graceful, it showed excellent upbringing—what about Princess Xia Meng?

More importantly, Princess Xia Meng turned out to be a player!

Clearly, she was another top-level player hidden outside the Second World, now appearing for the first time.

"Apologies, I may be inexperienced, but I’ve never heard of the Xia Clan." Huang Yi said with a hint of apology. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Not only he but countless others in the audience hadn’t heard of the Xia Clan force. If it was a top cosmic race, somewhat at least should’ve heard of them, but the name Xia Clan was stranger still.

The maid named "Xia Lanyue" chuckled and said, "Actually, no introduction is needed, your Hero Empire’s King of Fear has had relations with our Xia Clan, perhaps you can ask him to elaborate."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yi turned in confusion and looked towards the King of Fear.