Harvey had still clung to a sliver of hope. He thought that by shouting at the cave entrance that they wanted to surrender, he could make the Iron Blood Brotherhood's archers and mages outside lower their guard. Then he and the Harpy Elders could launch their strongest attack, suddenly shatter the cave walls, and lead the Harpies in a charge out. But Lu Yang gave them no opportunity at all.
Countless Harpies looked despairing as they turned their eyes toward Harvey and the four elders, yet Harvey and the elders said nothing.
Outside the cave.
When Lu Yang heard no more sound from within, a cold smile appeared on his lips. He called out, "Harvey, stop making pointless struggles. No one in China has used tricks this low-level in a long time."
Harvey did not speak, but the Blazing Demon God asked curiously, "How did you know they wanted to escape?"
"It's simple," Lu Yang said. "We have two idioms in our country. One is 'a trapped beast still fights,' and the other is 'a dying struggle.' Don't they fit this situation perfectly?"
The Blazing Demon God said nothing for a long while before finally saying, "I'll go look them up in the Second World."
Lu Yang laughed, then turned to Bai Shi, Turbid Wine, and the others. "Nail the assembled hunting nets to the walls on both sides of the cave. Don't give them even the slightest chance to escape."
Hunting nets made from the hides and tendons of various third-order beast kings could not be pierced by first- or second-order spells, nor could Harpy claws tear through them.
The previous hunting nets had all been ten meters long and wide, specially used to hunt large second- and third-order magical beasts such as Wild Boar Kings and lion kings.