Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 607: Third gear! Ancestors sleeping in history, dance!
"squeak--!"

Huge waves are surging on the sea and insects are chirping miserably.

The gun ports on both sides of the Golden Deer opened at the same time, and the fierce artillery fire turned into a roaring fire dragon that covered every inch of the surrounding sea.

Byron has become one with the Golden Deer.

The little ship girl in a white dress and with antlers on her head was suspended in the air, merging with the divine aura of her captain, taking over the fire control system and firing a barrage of red bullets.

There were a total of five heavily-armored cruisers in the overlapping space, all of which were pouring out firepower without stopping.

Before leaving, Byron only left half of the troops to Yuanwang Port as a defense force.

By the way, he informed the Lighthouse Federation of his successful landing and sent back the nautical chart drawn by Delia.

With them as pioneers who have successfully landed on the East Continent, subsequent adventure ships are already on the way and reinforcements will arrive in a month.

As long as we can survive the initial construction phase from scratch, we will be able to attract more and more adventurers from the Silver Continent to land and get Yuanwang Port back on track.

Of course, the prerequisite is that they can win this "God Hunting Plan".

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Red lines of fire streaked across the air, and each shell could accurately blow up the petal-shaped head of a giant insect sea monster.

But there were too many insect monsters and they couldn't kill them all. They could only suppress them with firepower while continuing to rush forward.

Many insect monsters bravely rushed towards the Golden Deer under the dense artillery fire, and the officers on the ship followed suit.

Previously, Bruch was able to rely on his own advantages of "humanity", "divinity" and "animality" to fight with [Lake Knight] Lancelot.

The other King's Right Hands are not much worse than him.

call out--!
[Honest Man] held a wheel-shaped battle axe made of blood in his eight fingers, and with the innate ability of [Night Devil], he stepped on the 90-degree mainmast to rush to the topmast at the highest point, and then jumped down.

He activated his fourth-level ability [Battle Cry] in mid-air and shouted, "Wild Hunt!"

The image of Byron as the black-armored Wild Hunt King suddenly appeared behind him, and behind him was the endless Wild Hunt Legion.

Although they are all phantoms, they are still terrifying.

The Taiwanese Berserker is a profession unique to the Taiwanese. Like the Dragon Knight, it has existed as early as the mythological era.

The "war cry" is derived from primitive sacrificial witchcraft. People usually believe in it devoutly, and shouting the name of God during battle can gain the power of the same god out of thin air.

Eight Fingers is Byron's fanatical follower and blood descendant. He can call out different names of gods: "Wild Hunt", "Thor", "Guardian of the Realm", "Holy Spirit", "Ten Thousand Winged Angel", etc., borrowing the power of Byron from different aspects.

The blessings received are naturally exceptionally generous.

"cut!"

He used the Crazy Destruction and Bleeding Method. The wheeled battle axe in his hand instantly expanded ten times in size, and with one axe he split a bug monster vertically into two halves.

He stepped on the ground with both feet in mid-air, used the giant insect's corpse to gain momentum and pounced on another one.

But he was intercepted by Guts, the Phantom Blade.

He was wearing a [Thunderbird Cloak], [Double-Wing Flying Boots], and holding [Double Dragon Tooth Daggers] in his hands. He turned into a flash of lightning, drilled in from one side of the insect monster's head, and drilled out from the other side, without a drop of blood on his body.

The insect monster's pitifully small brain nerves were instantly turned into charcoal by the electric shock.

The extraordinary people on this path can deceive their five senses, deceive themselves, and deceive heaven and earth.

The third-level [Fantasy Treasure House] can already imitate various rare objects and relics that exist in reality out of thin air.

So, don’t be fooled by the fact that Gus is covered in jewels and seems to be even richer than Byron. In fact, all of his clothes are high-quality imitations of “fake brand names”.

However, with his current position as the chief of the secret police force "Storm Cloaks", even if others saw those cheap counterfeits on him, they would subconsciously think they were all genuine and look up to him.

As Gus himself said in his life:

“I don’t like money. What I really like is freedom and dignity! It just happens that money can bring freedom and dignity (Chapter 38).”

It is obvious that after following Byron until now, the freedom and dignity he really wanted are already within his reach, and he no longer needs money to package and present himself.

This is not all. Guts' fourth-level [Custom Treasure House] is even more powerful. He can define treasures or materials that do not exist in the current world.

He opened his mouth and spit out a fantasy light towards the sea in front of him, and started to customize it in his mouth:

“这种物质的化学名称为：O，O-二甲基-O-(2，2-二氯乙烯基)磷酸酯，化学式为C4H7Cl2O4P。

Organophosphorus insecticide, the finished product is a colorless to light brown liquid with high volatility.

At room temperature, it is 1% soluble in water and 2% to 3% soluble in kerosene. It is soluble in organic solvents and is easily hydrolyzed, and decomposes faster when exposed to alkali.

The more the customization capabilities conform to the logic of the world itself, the easier it is to visualize.

When Byron had nothing to do, he helped Guts develop this ability, which gave him many future creations that were beyond the reach of the current world's productivity but would have already been born in the future.

For example, the one in front of you is the famous insecticide - "DDV"!
Bah——!
The oily spray instantly spread into a cloud that enveloped several insect monsters. The latter screamed in pain and fled in all directions, but because they were in a weakened state, they were easily killed by artillery.

On the other side, [Blood Red Whiskey] Alfred took out a plate of "Ke's dishes" from the storage of rare items, opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp, then drank half a bottle of whiskey and laughed:

"Bugs, let me show you how good this gourmet's new dish is!"

His body was glowing with golden light and expanding rapidly, attracting the attention of a number of high-ranking wizards.

Last night, when Salant was talking to the cat god Best, Alfred, who was in the next room, heard it all clearly.

Although Salant lacked experience, he was an old sea dog who had roamed the sea for many years before being conquered by Byron, and he saw through the essence of it at a glance.

——Rich woman contracts young hunk!

He lamented that he was too big and strong to be a gigolo, and then he had an epiphany.

I stayed up all night last night, quietly researching a new recipe.

He has a good understanding of food, and even created famous dishes such as "Pearls Boiled in Clear Water" and "Red Prawns Stewed in Golden Plate" that no one can resist.

This time, we created a core recipe of "staple food" level - [Soft Rice with Abalone Sauce].

The raw materials are a boiled "abalone sauce" made from the alien relatives or monsters derived from an old god or a higher being, and then poured over soft rice and eaten.

You can really eat "soft rice" and borrow the power of the old gods or even a small part of their authority from the source of mysticism.

The owner of the power is unaware of this and only thinks that it is his clan members who are borrowing his power.

It's a classic example of living off someone for free!
Taboo: "It is best to have a female as a gigolo. Eating a male may cause you to lose control and slowly turn into a female."

This time, the raw materials for the "abalone sauce" came from the family of Hathor, the mother of the Pharaoh [the lion-headed goddess]. The power borrowed at this time was naturally related to this old god.

In the golden divine light, Alfred transformed into a golden lion with a crown on his head and wings behind his back.

His body was shining brightly, and apart from not having any magical powers, he was not much different from a normal fifth-level legend.

He roared like a lion, and knocked out several insect monsters with tiny brains in front of him on the spot.

Behind him, the [Whale Oil Mechanic] Little Hans, who transformed into a humanoid weapon, and the [Navigator] Delia, who waved her hand and cast a large mental projection, were not to be outdone.

Behind me, Jacqueline's war song "March of the Grenadiers" sounded:
“.Hector Lisander, the name of heroes is like this.

Looking at all the heroes in the world, no one can compare to him."

The soldiers on the ship also formed a battle formation to fight back, and the sounds of gunfire and swords clashing filled the air.

The more people fear this military song, the more benefits it will bring to the corps that plays this military song, and their strength, speed, and explosive power will be greatly improved.

The opponent's related attributes will be greatly reduced, and after being defeated, the [Disheartened] effect will be forcibly locked, excess military expenditures will be compensated 100%, and tolerance for various unequal treaties will be greatly increased.

As the Imperial Marines fight all over the world, their reputation becomes more and more famous, and their overall strength will become stronger.

It just so happens that the "Rust Belt" is the "border" between the sea of ​​all human collective subconsciousness and the sea of ​​source.

The "Grenadiers' March" is so powerful here that it has the potential to affect all living beings both inside and outside the material world, and the effect is much better than when used outside.

"Fire!"

A group of officers and soldiers cooperated with the artillery and quickly fought their way through the sea. The insect monsters in the water screamed and retreated step by step.

Only Salant succeeded in becoming a gigolo and served the cat master personally.

Byron, who was commanding from the center with an overview of the overall situation, did not look at anyone else. He just took a deep look at Blood Red Whiskey, who was eating for free and transformed into a lion. His eyes were a little strange:
"I don't know if the 'abalone sauce' that Alfred guy eats is decent or not."

I couldn't help but sigh. Being dragged down by these bastards, my own wisdom would be in jeopardy.

The people from the Storybrooke School were impressed by their strength.

Having witnessed with their own eyes another perfect path different from black magic, and without various side effects, everyone's face was full of envy:
“The path of a wizard is too difficult, and the requirements for school members are too high in all aspects.

If we also had a legal network here, many members with slightly mediocre qualifications would be able to take another path, which would dramatically increase the number of core members of the school.

Moreover, as long as they are employed in the same profession, their abilities will be highly homogeneous, which can protect them from pollution to the greatest extent and make it easier to pool their efforts.

The fact that [The Bound Creator] was able to open up such a path might have been a preparation for today’s difficult situation.”

"That's right, especially for the whale oil mechanic profession. After the body transformation, the influence of animal nature has been largely eliminated. I'm afraid it can be called the safest profession in the world today.

If the extraordinary people in the Corridor of Truth can learn from this, they will surely shine."

Tricia, Britney and Alibaba exclaimed.

Byron glanced at the Nine Pillars of Osiris in his kingdom of God, and thought of the new plan he had made with Cleopatra. He smiled mysteriously at them and said with great certainty:

"Please rest assured, there will be opportunities in the future."

At this moment, Violet exclaimed from behind:
"Byron, come and see, what is this?"

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to find that the insect monsters behind them that were born from the "Three Deep Breaths of Silver Civilization" had turned into light and dissipated after being killed by the group.

This shows that they are not real sea monsters or freaks in nature, but human history and fantasy.

Under normal circumstances, after being killed, nothing should be left, just like an illusion, but it is different in this "Rust Belt".

Violet waved her hand, and a large amount of sparkling golden dust in the air turned into a torrent and fell into her palm, filling a large potion bottle. Byron's logbook only took a glance to see the nature of the powder, and he was overjoyed:
"This is... [Fairy Dust]?! So much?"

Violet, who was in disbelief at first, was delighted after receiving his confirmation.

In the alchemy of the Old World, [Fairy Dust] is a panacea-like extraordinary material.

It is widely used in the production of rare items, preparation of medicines, enhancing the spiritual power of beasts, etc. It can even allow mortals to gain the ability to fly just by smearing it on their bodies. The demand for it is very large.

When brought into industrial civilization, rare earths represented by lanthanum, cerium, praseodymium, neodymium, promethium, etc. are absolutely indispensable for high-end alchemy.

However, only one kind of fairy, which is about the size of a human thumb, can produce fairy dust. Strictly speaking, this dust is the scale powder that falls off from their scaly wings.

You can imagine how low the output will be.

The price is only related to supply and demand. [Fairy Dust] is in serious shortage of supply, so the price has naturally been driven up.

But in this "Rust Belt", this substance, which is not produced from the goblin scales but has similar properties, is obviously produced in large quantities.

The Little Match Girl saw the couple's surprised expressions and said in confusion:
“Are you short of fairy dust?

In fact, there is no need to go deep into the "Rust Belt". Just in the shallow area at the border, you can hunt them in large numbers by using mid- and low-sequence extraordinary people.

As long as you don't go too deep, security is still controllable.

Each of our magic books consumes a lot of fairy dust, but in the Corridor of Truth, this thing has never been expensive."

Hearing this, Byron's eyes were even more blazing:
"Great. This thing is not just valuable in itself.

The most important thing is that in addition to the fully automatic biological cotton harvester, the East Continent has a new specialty, and there is hope for a positive cycle of triangular trade.

The Corridor of Truth, which is in a critical situation, also has the hope of receiving blood transfusions from the other two continents, and can serve as a frontline battlefield to withstand the pressure of the deep sea."

Through his observations over this period of time, he found that although the Corridor of Truth had been mostly destroyed, it was not truly hopeless.

There is a saying: "Heaven helps those who help themselves, and God abandons those who abandon themselves."

Live confidently and act positively, then fate and the world will give you "extra" care; if you encounter difficulties, get frustrated, give up on yourself, and lose confidence, then fate and the world will only show you their backs.

Led by the Desert Empire ruled by the Ennead School of Creation, many wizard schools took advantage of the Sunset Desert's geographical location to barely block the attack from the deep sea, and are still actively trying to save themselves.

This is also one of the reasons why Byron was determined to pay the price to help them.

However, it would be a pipe dream for him and the North Sea Empire to rely solely on their own strength to give the Corridor of Truth a transfusion and stabilize the situation.

If one wants to truly mobilize the energy accumulated in the countries of the Silver Continent, it is useless to talk to them about the interests of the human race and the overall situation.

The powerful people who always ask others to consider the overall situation have long been immune to this.

Haven’t you seen that even the “Rust Belt” generated by the ocean of humanity’s collective subconscious defines the Silver Age civilization as a “pirate civilization”?

Most people don't care about integrity, they only care about interests.

Just as flowers and plants grow towards the sun, people will definitely move towards their interests!

Now that Fairy Dust can be mass-produced, it's not just adventurers who are eager to head to the Corridor of Truth.

The Fairy Tale Town School couldn't help but cheer when they heard Byron's explanation.

But the surprises are not over yet.

Earlier, after Bruch wielded the Holy Sword of the Sun to kill an extremely large insect monster, the monster not only dropped [Fairy Dust], but also dropped a sparkling pure gem.

Byron, with his quick eyes and hands, summoned a strong wind and caught it in his hands.

"What is this?"

Unlike fairy dust, this thing does not exist in the Silver Continent at all.

The wizards of the Storybrooke School understood this very well and explained it to him:
“Your Majesty, this is the [Soul Gem] that we use to help improve our spirituality.

Unlike spices whose effects decrease as the rank increases, even a fifth-rank upper wizard can achieve significant growth with it!"

Byron's eyes lit up again, and he subconsciously asked back:
"Can it be used to directly improve the spirituality of the false god?"

There are many ways to improve spirituality, including meditation, spices, potions, fulfilling professional duties, holding corresponding rituals, etc.

But when it comes to the fifth-level legendary and pseudo-god ranks, there is only one main way left, and that is to collect thoughts and willpower.

Only when human extraordinary beings are promoted to fourth-order mythical creatures and set foot in the divine realm, will they be able to actively cultivate believers and collect their thoughts and wishes.

Human willpower is the countless tiny "variables" and the "anchor" of mythical creatures in the material world.

When you reach the fifth level, you can extract your own ladder of immortality from it, and achieve immortality in one fell swoop with the help of these thoughts and wishes.

The variables of countless believers then drive the continuous spiritual progress of one's own spirituality.

The fifth-level spirituality range is from 20 to 25 points, but just these five points of spirituality may take a fifth-level pseudo-god hundreds of years to complete.

Byron, Violet, and Catherine were able to push their spirituality to 2600 points in just a few years thanks to the 23 million people of the Holy Golden Empire and the North Sea Empire, as well as the pan-belief in the Holy Spirit that spread throughout the Silver Continent.

But how many false gods and legends in the world have their conditions?
This was a treatment that most seventh-level God Kings of the various tribes did not have during the mythological era.

At that time, humans were not yet the masters of the world, and their numbers were far fewer than they are now. Most gods could only gain power little by little with a smaller number of believers and a longer time.

Now there is another way.

The nature of the [Soul Gem] is similar to the power of thought and will, and is extremely pure.

Alibaba also said:

“Your Majesty, all kinds of weird things eat living people and are not interested in dead people.

The gods can draw strength from the thoughts and wishes of living believers, and can also accept the dead devout believers to expand their kingdom of God.

Most other ordinary humans enter the ocean of humanity's collective subconscious after death, consolidating the foundation of the entire human race. There are more and more geniuses and their spiritual qualifications are getting better and better.

[Soul Gem] is the crystallization of the reaction between the essence deposited in the collective subconscious of mankind and the sea of ​​​​source.

It can improve spirituality without any side effects.

If the number is large enough, it can also help the soul to transform and meet one of the conditions for promotion to demigod to transform into [Immortal Divinity].

To put it bluntly, this is essentially a real 'human mine'!"

Byron had no taboo about this thing, his face became even happier, and he thought to himself:
'No one else has the [River of Styx] that I can use to digest the divinity, nor does anyone have the [Sword in the Stone: Round Table Resolution] that can cut the anchor chain and feed back to the world.

However, they can benefit from the [Soul Gems] produced by the mutual digestion of the Sea of ​​​​Source and the Sea of ​​​​Collective Subconsciousness, and greatly increase their growth rate.

Originally, people were worried that there were no large treasures like spices or whale oil, and that the upper echelons were not working hard.

Now with the two carrots of [Soul Gem] and [Fairy Dust] dangling in front of them, there is no need to worry that people from all walks of life in many colonial countries will flock to it.

This is a naked conspiracy!"

The Golden Deer continued to move forward, collecting all the fairy dust and soul gems along the way, and notified Catherine who stayed at home to hold an auction on the Online Financial Street.

Raise the prices of these two treasures!
Byron didn't believe that there would be anyone who would not be tempted by the Corridor of Truth, and the "Eastward Movement" was definitely just around the corner.

They were very powerful and quickly crossed the sea area where sea monsters appeared.

But in the next moment, the sea water around him receded, and the sea and fields under his feet turned into a plain.

Shouts and cries of killing came from all directions.

"For the Creator!"

"The sword and the cross go together!"

"Hand over all your valuables!"

"Kill Kill Kill"

The barbarians in tattered clothes with fierce faces and the Crusaders in armor and riding on horses to charge came like a tide.

But it was two other breaths: "Barbarian invasion and Crusades" came at the same time.

The wizards from the Storybrooke School were about to take action, but Byron stopped them.

Although in history, Lancaster's ancestors were barbarians, he was one of the most important organizers of the Crusades and a world-famous pirate leader.

His family personally experienced the three breaths of civilization.

At this moment, looking at the densely packed army formation, a cold light flashed in his eyes:
“These are not historical ancestors, but moving goblin dust and soul gems.

Everyone, I want you to help me practice. "

The breathing method was quietly activated, instantly swallowing a [Storm King Seal] into the stomach, coordinating the positive and negative magnetic field lines inside and outside, and turning on the human cannon mode.

Om-!
A circle of electric field spread out, and everyone's hair stood up.

As a result, the breeze, tides, clouds, and even the power of the human collective subconscious within a radius of several kilometers all fell under Byron's control.

One by one, steel needles floated up into the air from the kingdom of God, entered the electric field, began to accelerate, burn, and turned into lines of fire.

Then it burst out as he put his hands in the shape of a gun.

call out!call out!call out!
There were flashes all over the sky, lights and shadows flickering, and the battlefield in front of me suddenly turned into a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

The barbarian's leather armor and the knight's heavy armor were no different from the steel needles accelerated by the electric field, and countless sparkling fairy dusts rose up immediately.

"These two fists as big as cannonballs are my unchanging faith in this life! Fight! Fight!"

Gear 3: Human Railgun!
Gatlin Bodhisattva enables nomadic people to sing and dance.

And today, in order to achieve a qualitative change in the "triangular trade" and his own spirituality, Byron does not mind letting his ancestors sleeping in the long river of history dance again!

(End of this chapter)