Pirate Kingship

"Hurry, Byron, we can't wait any longer."

Hearing this familiar voice that cost him his life, Andrew was so frightened that he shuddered on the spot, almost shaking all his bones.

Without his reminder, Byron immediately locked his eyes on the black "Faust Contract" floating next to Velasquez.

After defeating the Governor of Havana, [Entry: Why do you want to carve your name on my pipe] has taken effect.

Theoretically, he replaced the other party and obtained the ownership of the other half of the "Faust Contract".

The bloody name belonging to Velasquez at the bottom has been unwillingly replaced by the golden "Byron Tudor" bit by bit.

Even the power of order gradually expanded with this name as the center, so that the evil and twisted breath above was dissipated a lot.

Order and chaos, divinity and animality, gradually have a tendency to reach a balance again.

"Come here."

Byron raised his hand and grabbed the "Faust Contract" in the air.

The invisible wind immediately responded to his will, forming a wind element hand in the air, and was about to grab the parchment in front of him.

His other hand slowly pulled out the [White Frost] from his waist, and a layer of dazzling electric light lingered on it.

He was ready to fulfill Flint's last wish before his death:

While retrieving the "Faust Contract", he killed the ferocious evil spirit that was corrupted by it with a sword.

The lightning power of the storm weapon is a special attack on various evil spirits and undead creatures. Even if the opponent has a fourth-level foundation, it will definitely give it a good look.

However, even if those evil things no longer have brains, they still retain the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.

[Evil Spirit·Contract Devil] seemed to have sensed the danger and drilled out from between the lines of the black parchment.

He wanted to escape, but found that a considerable part of the contract was no longer under his control.

He grabbed a corner of the parchment without hesitation and pulled it suddenly.

Swish——!

This two-thirds contract was split into two again, and the half of the lighter black part flew into Byron's hands, forming a complete two-thirds.

The remaining one-third, which was already black enough to be colorful, rushed into the nearby world crack like lightning along with the evil spirit that was fleeing for its life.

It dived into the tide of the source sea and disappeared in an instant.

After all, part of the right to use the "Faust Contract" always belongs to the devil.

If Byron's nature is the free and light wind, then the [Contract Devil] belongs to the filthy and smelly quagmire.

The compatibility between the two cannot be said to be irrelevant, but can only be said to be irreconcilable.

Even if Byron didn't want to kill it, it would not be possible for it to serve such a difficult-to-corrupt master.

The black and white parchments in Byron's hands, each one-third, were reassembled into a complete Yin-Yang contract.

It was as if a large tumor parasitic on the body had been cut off and he felt relieved.

The extraordinary aura was flowing, brisk and lively. When Byron took it in his hand, he even conveyed a kind of joyful emotion.

He instinctively realized that it might not be a bad thing that [Contract Devil] took the initiative to cut off from him and took away the "simple wishing machine".

"Without this guy, my pollution speed has been reduced by at least half.

Wait until the anchor is more stable in the future, and then go to recover the complete version."

At the same time, the logbook finally read the detailed information of this contract.

[First-level holy relic Faust Contract]:

"The long poem "Faust" symbolizes the spirit of the times of the Renaissance and ideological liberation. It is one of the driving forces that ended the dark millennium. It has witnessed a major turning point in human history and has a huge influence.

Half belongs to the Creator, and half belongs to the devil. Only a free soul can become the master of both.

Ability 1: Buy low and sell high.

The contract is essentially a trading platform with coercive power, which can be roughly equivalent to a powerful extraordinary person of the gold yuan sequence.

It can use the greed in people's hearts as a beacon to project its own projection into anyone's inner world.

The owner of the contract can use it with All kinds of people sign service contracts, buy low and sell high, and earn the difference.

Commodities can be tangible or intangible, including but not limited to weapons and equipment, extraordinary abilities, beauty, health, love, wealth, time (lifespan).

And the six maids can do anything for you, including ensuring the execution of the contract, harvesting souls, cleaning, etc.

Note: The closer the commodity is to the realm of gods in concept, the higher the cost of the transaction, both for the transaction object and the contract owner.

Be careful, maybe the next commodity on the shelf is you! "

Of course, Byron knows the consequences of excessive greed.

But even if he relies solely on the basic ability of this contract, he has the confidence to open "Pawnshop No. 8".

[Blood Holy Grail] Devour flesh and blood, [Wild Hunt Legion] Incorporate souls, [Deathwing] Loot treasures, [Pawn Contract] Snatch abilities.

Once an enemy falls into his hands, he is immediately arranged clearly.

With this treasure, the value of the Havana Governor Velasquez who had handed over all the pawn contracts immediately plummeted.

"Ability 2: Covenant between man and God.

The long poem "Faust" is a successful example of human beings fighting for power from God/Church, and gaining the power to make a covenant with the superior.

The owner of the contract can use himself as a bet to make a contract with certain super-standard beings, and use the world itself as the medium to automatically generate a fair contract.

Just like Faust back then, one end of the contract is the Creator and the other end is the devil. Therefore, the upper limit of the covenant between man and God is: two.

There is currently a covenant between humans and gods. The previous generation of master Flint made a covenant with the greedy insect Mammon:

Treasure Island must follow the objective laws of the periodic cicada, and can only appear in the material world when it is a prime number of years.

When there are [Lamphands] with free souls stationed on the island, only the low-sequence Cicada family members are allowed to pass through the second-level cracks, and the mid-sequence ones are not allowed to enter the material world.

Moreover, the Cicada's activity range cannot exceed the scope of Treasure Island.

In exchange, Flint needs to use his fame to attract other humans to the island, abide by a series of rules such as 'equivalent exchange' and 'weight limit', and provide rations for Mammon.

Once both parties violate the contract, they will be hit by rules.

When the [Lamp Holder] is replaced, the prime years will be reset to zero and the calculation will start again from: 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17.

With blood as the contract, when the new lantern holder drops a drop of blood on the contract, the new contract comes into effect. "

Byron glanced at his dead uncle beside him.

According to this contract, when he came 11 years ago, Flint's status of 80% had begun to deviate significantly, and he no longer fully met the conditions for a lantern holder, causing loopholes in the contract.

Although he decisively started to run away when the cicadas chirped, he was not able to escape with his life.

"Got it~ Got it~."

At this time, the cicada sound on the opposite side became more and more urgent.

The people living on the mirror island across the crack are all adults of the cicada people.

The ordinary individual appearance is a flesh-colored cicada with six human hands, a human face and needle-like mouthparts.

Extraordinary individuals appear with gold masks, jewel-like red eyes, and a series of gold and silver jewelry as decorations.

The bodies of mid-sequence individuals are directly inlaid with varying numbers of high-quality Philosopher's Stones, which are shining and dazzling.

These cicadas are not completely irrational and weird, but more like alien life forms with human-like intelligence, and even have their own social structure.

Finally, the first low-sequence cicada flew out of the crack and lay down in the blood lake, sucking the juice.

Then came the second and third ones until the darkness became overwhelming and gathered into dark clouds that were uncountable.

Byron was in no hurry to fulfill his duties as a "Lamp Bearer".

Instead, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Click!

As the bright fire of the tinder box bloomed, a group of six beautiful maids dressed in black and white maid uniforms appeared from it.

In the eyes of others, they are still the same.

But in Byron's eyes, these six maids had devil's horns on their heads, and bat wings and angel wings on their backs.

The face becomes more holy and beautiful, and the body becomes more explosive and hot.

Half angel, half devil, that's their true nature.

Byron made his request to the first maid named Shirley, who had a gold plaque on her chest:

"Do you have a way to hide our own people first so that those Cicada people won't find us?"

The black-haired maid saluted respectfully:

"My dear master, this is simple."

He casually took out the silver tinderbox, and a bright white fire opened up a circle of light, covering everyone under Byron's command.

Protected by the power of the contract.

The cicadas who swarmed from the cracks immediately ignored them. Some of them sucked up the blood lake bit by bit, and some of them rushed out of the third floor and rushed towards other directions in the maze.

After Byron, the [Lamp Holder], protected his own people, he allowed the adults to swarm into Treasure Island.

According to the covenant between humans and gods signed by both parties, the rules were originally invalid for those low-level cicadas, and Byron did not expect to resist this level of insect tide on his own.

He has another purpose.

When the cicadas chirped, most of the treasure hunters on the island were still fighting bloody battles.

After all, there is still at least one day before the third rainbow light disappears, and there are still ten days before Treasure Island sinks again.

I didn't realize that the disaster would come so suddenly.

"What is this? Run!"

"Ah, help—!"

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Some of the treasure hunters on the island were sucked and fucked on the spot and turned into dregs. Others broke the rules because they did not forget the treasure when escaping.

Byron's eyes were always staring at the crack.

"Thousands of people came to the island this time, and even the 'nest' has been prepared.

If you don't take the opportunity to throw a rod, how can you live up to these fragrant baits? And fishing guys like us?

I don’t believe that you mid-level Cicada people couldn’t hold back last time. This time there are more sacrifices, but you can hold it back?

Anglers will never be in the air force! "

Obviously, his target is not the low-level Cicada people, but the mid-level insect people who are equivalent to the "living sage's stone mine".

The words just fell.

A mid-level cicada couldn't help but fly out of the crack.

Now that the new [Lampbearers] are absent, in theory they are not restricted and can freely enter and exit the cracks.

"Got it~ Got it~"

After finding out that he was fine, he immediately called his friends and prepared to enter the maze to join this gluttonous feast that only happens once in ten years.

One, two, three.

Flapping their wings and soaring into the passage like arrows.

Looking at these cicada people, especially the pieces of Philosopher's Stone embedded in their bodies, Byron's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, we can't exhaust the pond to catch fish, nor can we give them a chance to run back again."

Although he himself can't reach the level of synthesizing Philosopher's Stone without injury in a short time.

But these cicada people can!

It's not just a one-time deal in front of us.

If we can make good use of this island, we can release a batch of treasure maps every few years and give them to those enemies who are difficult to deal with.

Not only can we kill them in one fell swoop, but we can also get an endless supply of [Philosopher's Stone] through the mouths of cicada people!

Cut leeks one after another, and there will be no shortage of descendants.

"Others think that catching a cicada is catching the whole summer.

But when I catch a cicada, it is equivalent to catching a huge fortune."