novellk Chapter 3557 Black Island
Chapter 3557 Black Island
Rodney took a deep breath, roused himself, and said, "The number of gods is terrifying, but they only gather in the upper levels of the divine realm. As long as we descend to the lower realm as soon as possible, the gods will automatically give up their pursuit of us."
"Don't be nervous, Rodney. Conceal your breathing and follow me."
Fang Heng remained calm, his right eye's divine pupil swirling as it quickly condensed a mark in front of him, creating a sacred barrier that enveloped the two of them.
"Huh? What's this?"
Rodney was astonished to find that once they entered the barrier and were protected, the gods immediately lost their hostility towards them and began to scatter.
Does he still have this ability?
Rodney couldn't help but look at Fang Heng.
The same thing happened when he was in prison. Fang Heng could not only easily enter the lower levels of the prison, but he could even break the sacred curses on them.
Is he really not a member of the divine race?
Rodney looked Fang Heng up and down and said, "Fang Heng, sometimes I really wonder if you are a member of the God Clan, and if all of this is a scheme set up by the God Clan for our Underworld Clan."
"If I were you, I wouldn't overthink it," Fang Heng shrugged. "Now that things have come to this, do you still have a way back?"
Rodney gave a wry smile.
That makes sense.
Fang Heng said, "Let's go, lead the way."
……
Protected by the sacred barrier, Fang Heng and his companion flew high in the sky for more than five hours before the phantom of a huge aerial island gradually appeared in their sight ahead.
Outside the island, countless deities gathered, forming several layers of dark golden humanoid barriers.
"We've arrived. The vortex of death has been transferred to this island, which we Netherworld people like to call the Black Island. I once worked with my people on this island to control the vortex of death to keep it flowing properly."
Looking at the familiar island before him, Rodney couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion, saying, "I didn't expect that after all this time, Black Island would remain unchanged."
Fang Heng observed the island from afar and asked, "How strong is the defense on the island?"
"Most of the Netherworld race are relatively weak, and with their strength, they are simply unable to leave the island. Therefore, the God race does not monitor the island very closely. In addition, the large amount of death aura generated by the Death Vortex is constantly dissipating, and the God race does not like this environment. Therefore, apart from the Death Vortex area, which has high-intensity guards, there are almost no guards in other places."
Rodney shook his head again, "But so much time has passed, I can't guarantee the current situation."
"Okay, let's go."
Fang Heng released his senses and confirmed that apart from a group of gods ahead, no other members of the divine race were patrolling. He continued to pass through the densely packed gods and approach the island.
The island is also protected by a sacred defensive barrier.
Fang Heng hovered outside the barrier, pressing his right hand towards it to sense its strength.
The barrier strength is very low; its main function is early warning.
Fang Heng understood and released the power of origin from his hand.
"Hiss, hiss..."
The barrier was quickly melted, creating a hole.
"Let's go."
Fang Heng led Rodney through the hole, and the barrier behind them slowly returned to normal.
Rodney stepped onto the Black Isle once more, his feet sinking into the soft ground. Looking around at his surroundings, he felt as if he were in a dream.
came back.
Black Island!
The journey has been far too smooth.
It went so smoothly that he could hardly believe it.
originally.
If it were anyone else, even if the Underworld Emperor himself came, he wouldn't have been able to infiltrate the island as easily as Fang Heng.
After all, a large number of external deities would sense the presence of the Underworld Emperor.
In the event of a conflict, a power eruption, or the outer barrier being triggered, the guardians of the gods will immediately detect the anomaly.
Unfortunately, with Fang Heng acting as an inside man, the island's entire defense system was quietly dismantled.
Hopefully, everything will go smoothly from now on.
Rodney composed himself and pointed towards the center of the floating island.
“There it is.”
Fang Heng followed Rodney's gaze and looked into the distance.
An area shrouded in black fog.
The aura of death was extremely strong, and the outer layer was shrouded in a sacred barrier.
Through the barrier, one could vaguely see a mountain range rising from the shroud of death.
"The main strength of the God Clan is concentrated in the mountain region, while the outer regions are mostly governed by the Underworld Clan. The people living here are also from the Underworld Clan, so I don't need to disguise myself too much."
Rodney looked at Fang Heng and asked, "And you?"
Given the appearance and physique of the gods, it would be very difficult for them to blend in.
However, the next moment, under Rodney's astonished gaze, Fang Heng's face began to subtly change, and his body began to shrink, reverting to the appearance of an ordinary Netherworld race member.
Fang Heng turned to Rodney and asked, "Is this alright?"
"Ah, this..."
Rodney was stunned, looking like he'd seen a ghost.
He looked Fang Heng up and down several times, but couldn't find any flaws. He even discovered that Fang Heng had imitated the death aura unique to the Netherworld Clan, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"I can only describe your disguise skills as 'terrifying,' Fang Heng. To be honest, I'm now somewhat glad that you're not an enemy of our Underworld Clan."
"Thank you for your compliment. Lead the way, I'll follow you."
"Ah."
Rodney led Fang Heng toward the mountains.
Instead of entering the mountains directly, the two went to a central city of the Underworld race located not far from the mountains.
"Maintaining the Death Vortex requires a large number of Nether Race members, especially after the vortex shifts, when it becomes very unstable, and the number of personnel needed increases significantly."
"The God Clan is not used to the aura of death. Most of the time, they adopt a centralized management approach towards the Underworld Clan, appointing trusted Underworld Clan members to select Underworld Clan agents within a certain range for management. Once they find that the agents are out of control, they will replace them immediately."
"From birth to death, our lives are confined to this island. In a sense, we are all slaves."
Rodney spoke slowly, his eyes filled with indignation, as he led Fang Heng into the city.
Even after tens of thousands of years, the city has maintained its original appearance.
Rodney led Fang Heng deep into a small alley in the city.
After turning a few corners, two members of the Netherworld Clan blocked their path. They looked the two men up and down and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, this is not a place for you."
Rodney took off his hood.
The two looked at Rodney, then at each other, not understanding what Rodney meant.
Rodney frowned and said, "You don't recognize me?"
"How ridiculous, should we even know you?"
"How is Sores?"
A tall member of the Netherworld race immediately turned cold, drew his dagger, and threatened, "I don't know what you're planning to do, and Sores isn't here. I'll say it again, this isn't a place for you. Leave immediately." (End of Chapter)