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Chapter 320 -320-The Prey Appears, Double Joy Descends!

"The rabbit has appeared!"

The lookout of the Council of the Gods shouted excitedly.

"It came from Canaan Starfield—a Starship of Gold Holy Mountain."

A powerhouse quickly walked up to Sean and reported in a low voice.

"Vice Speaker, we have discovered a Starship ahead. It is not flying any flag, but the hull bears the emblem of Gold Holy Mountain."

"We cannot determine what level that Starship is. Our preliminary estimate is that it is at least a Divine-grade vehicle above Sacred Artisan Grade."

Sean had already seen the Imperial Bow Ark.

It hovered quietly in the void, its entire body flowing with faint starlight, like an elegant yet dangerous starry-sky beast.

His eyes flickered, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"Gold Holy Mountain may cover the sky with one hand in Canaan Starfield, but this is Firefly Starfield. We are not afraid of it here."

"Vice Speaker..."

The powerhouse hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice.

"That Starship is clearly no ordinary vessel. What if there is an Oracle-grade existence inside, or a large group of peak Divine-grade powerhouses? How should we handle that?"

In the Endless Starsea, anyone capable of owning such a magnificent Starship could not possibly be an ordinary figure.

After all, if one did not possess sufficient strength yet still dared to flaunt wealth so openly, how was that any different from courting death?

"It’s fine."

The corners of Sean’s mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"Our God-Revealing Mirror has not reacted at all. That means the other party is merely below peak Divine-grade. Are the hundreds of Divine-grade powerhouses of our Council of the Gods supposed to fear one little Starship?"

The God-Revealing Mirror was also a type of Divine-grade secret treasure, and it had an extremely wide range of uses.

It could precisely detect the strength of powerhouses below peak Divine-grade. That was because powerhouses at that level were still unable to fully restrain their divine energy. Divine energy would always leak from their bodies from time to time, and the God-Revealing Mirror could easily capture those energy fluctuations.

As for Oracle-grade existences... this kind of basic space-sealing formation could not trap beings of that level at all.

If there truly were an Oracle-grade existence on that ship, they would have already broken out of the formation long ago. They would never remain stalled like this Starship before them.

"So..."

The cold smile on Sean’s face deepened.

"The strongest person on that Starship is at most a high-grade sage. Our luck is quite good today."

Before his voice had even faded, the lookout cried out again in surprise.

"Hm? There’s another one!"

At the same time, spatial fluctuations rippled through the void once more.

Another Starship emerged from a spatial leap. It was likewise firmly trapped by the Council of the Gods’ space-sealing magic array and could not move at all.

Sean’s eyes immediately lit up!

Could today be a day blessed by fate?

Why were prey arriving like a tide, wave after wave, throwing themselves right into his hands?

Just a few minutes after Daniel’s Imperial Bow Ark had been seized by the ankles like by an invisible giant hand, another Starship also fell into the Council of the Gods’ space-sealing formation.

The specifications of that Starship were far inferior to Daniel’s vessel. After all, the Imperial Bow Ark was a rare treasure that even Oracle-grade existences would covet—a legendary ship that sailed through the depths of the star sea.

The ship before them was merely a little more luxurious than an ordinary merchant vessel.

At its prow hung a flag, and embroidered upon the flag was the emblem of a major world somewhere in Firefly Starfield, fluttering faintly in the void.

It looked like a merchant cargo ship.

"Vice Speaker..."

Sean raised an eyebrow, and an excited smile appeared on his lips.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two trapped ships.

Then he turned toward the powerhouse beside him and said in an icy tone,

"Tell all travelers aboard those two Starships to come down."

His subordinate immediately accepted the order. Signal flags flashed in the dark void like silent warnings.

...

Daniel had already withdrawn the threads of causality.

That invisible thread of fate had displayed the entire chain of cause and effect before his eyes. He had already made his decision.

The unexpected appearance of that merchant Starship had also been included within his causal foresight, without the slightest deviation.

"My lord, they have sent a signal flag ordering us to abandon ship and come down."

During this period, Camille had commanded the Astral Corsairs in battle, so he was already extremely familiar with the signal flags used by the major factions of the Endless Starsea.

He glanced at the flashing light signals across from them and explained calmly.

"Wait for now."

The corners of Daniel’s mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

There was no panic in that smile, no anger, only the calm composure of a hunter watching his prey step into a trap.

Camille nodded thoughtfully, then turned his gaze toward the trapped merchant Starship not far away.

That ship had also received the signal flag from the Council of the Gods, but it showed no intention of surrendering.

Whoosh!

A streak of light shot out from that Starship and transformed into a High Divine-grade powerhouse in the void.

Holy light coiled around the man’s body as he hovered within the space-sealing formation and called out across the distance.

"May I ask whether the esteemed individuals opposite us are powerhouses of the Council of the Gods?"

"I am Zoran of Windrest World. I was merely passing through this place on my way to conduct business. Might you be willing to show some flexibility and allow us to leave safely?"

"If Your Excellency is willing to be magnanimous, Windrest World will surely remember this favor."

The camp of the Council of the Gods remained silent for a moment, as though mocking such a naive request.

Then the signal flags lit up once again, crimson points of light flickering in the darkness.

"In this star sea, only blades and swords have ever had the right to speak. If we showed flexibility to everyone, what would be the point of this?"

"Surrender immediately and give up resisting. Otherwise, we will make sure you die without even bone fragments left behind!"

Zoran’s expression immediately darkened.

His Starship had already been firmly suppressed by the space-sealing formation. The hull trembled faintly, unable to perform a spatial leap or break through the boundary and leave!

Powerhouses below Oracle-grade were all unable to tear apart this locked-down void.

But what merchant would carry an army around with them?

There were only a few dozen Divine-grade guards aboard Zoran’s Starship. How could they possibly be a match for the several hundred sages of the Council of the Gods opposite them?

"I’m afraid I’m doomed today!"

Zoran’s heart sank.

At that moment, a thought crawled up his spine like a cold snake.

He could not help glancing toward the Imperial Bow Ark hovering quietly nearby. The owner of that ship still had not shown themselves, nor had they sent out any distress signal!

If that ship also had several dozen powerhouses aboard, perhaps they would still have a chance to fight.

But that hope was as faint as a speck of dust in the depths of the star sea.

Just as Zoran was hesitating, Sean in the distance had already lost the last of his patience.

He coldly spat out a single word, filled with unquestionable cruelty.

"Kill."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Hundreds of Divine-grade powerhouses transformed into streaks of light. Like torrential rain, and like falling stellar bodies, they pounced toward Zoran from every direction.

As for Daniel’s side, they had already determined that the powerhouses on that ship had been scared out of their wits.

"Face the enemy!"

Zoran gritted his teeth and ordered the powerhouses under his command to prepare for battle.

However, only a few Divine-grade powerhouses flew out from behind him. The rest either shrank back in fear or had no fighting spirit at all.

Surrendering would not necessarily cost them their lives. At worst, they would be captured and made prisoners.

But if they resisted, death was certain.

These guards had families and foundations waiting for them. They did not dare directly oppose the Council of the Gods at all.

Preserving one’s life came first. That was an instinct carved into the bones of every living being!