Pirate Kingship

Shocked and angry!

As [Jörmungandr] has traveled extensively through the dreams of various ethnic groups, he has never seen such a bold guy.

He even tried to steal the prey from the "stomach bag" of an old god that he had eaten before he could digest it, no, snatch it out!

"No, why do they want to steal the Blue Dragon King?"

At this time, no matter how slow Jörmungandr was, he realized a series of irregularities in the international port.

Immediately connect to the collective dream of the international port, and check the information from the subconscious mind of the residents who will never lie.

Soon, through targeted search, a key piece of information was read. The Countess of Greenville turned out to be the adopted daughter of the Prince of Sauron.

"How could it be such a coincidence?

No wonder these pricks were working extra hard today, not flinching even with Henry VI's ridiculous glass paranoia.

But why are the countess and her mistress working so hard? "

Although the defense level of the earldom, the Silver Wing Knights, the mithril dragon, and the summoned adult blue dragon were all far beyond his expectations, they were still within the understandable range.

But with the knowledge of this evil cultist, it is still difficult to understand the motives of Catherine and Byron's dangerous actions.

For Jormungandr and all the "descendants of the exiles" today, even a biological father is not worth risking his life to rescue, let alone just an adoptive father?

They must have other conspiracies!

"I understand. This ship must contain the Lancaster family's inherited secret treasure, an overseas treasury, or a treasure map of a large treasure.

As the only legitimate direct bloodline left among the people of the Bay, Lancaster might have a treasure related to the prophecy of the revival of the race of Woden, the God of the Wild Hunt.

The countess would work so hard for the treasure.

It must be like this, there is nothing wrong with it. "

[Jörmungandr], who saves others by himself, looked at the battleship, his eyes instantly became hot, but he didn't know that his guess was completely wrong.

For the two siblings, if there is any secret treasure, it can only be the relatives themselves.

If it weren't for their father and uncle's spirit bodies that had long been combined with the battleship to form a ghost ship that couldn't be easily separated, even the [Blue Dragon King], which was only under the legendary battleship, would have been put on the spot without hesitation. give up.

For a being like Jormungandr who is no longer a human being, it is normal to have such utilitarian thoughts.

Crystal Skull No. 3 [Corn God] once used a hymn to popularize the nature of human transcendence for Byron:

“God regarded man as a creature of undetermined nature and appointed for him a place in the middle of the world.

God said to man:

‘We put you in the center of the world, where you can more easily observe everything in the world.

We have made you neither of heaven nor of earth, neither mortal nor immortal.

This way you can mold yourself into any shape you like, with the freedom and glory of choice, as if you were your own maker and molder.

You can either transform into a savage or be reborn into a divine being. ’”

These "exiles" who have already completely embraced animal nature and abandoned divinity, even if they still retain their human appearance, can no longer be considered normal humans in their minds.

Morality, family affection, devotion, etc. are all incomprehensible and irrelevant.

I just don’t know how cultists like them, who are no longer human beings, can rely on to maintain their sanity without the [Ladder of Glory] system to check and balance their beastly nature.

Just when [Jörmungandr] was thinking, the Blue Dragon King soared into the sky and finally flew over the roof of the tallest building in Luoyan City.

Buzz—!

In an instant, slightly hazy circles of psychedelic light appeared directly in front of the Blue Dragon King, like gas explosion rings.

Every time the battleship advances, one more layer of halo will appear, and the resistance to the battleship will also increase.

It was a deep dream state that belonged to the sleeping god, which was born and died layer by layer.

The two chains dragging the battleship, one virtual and the other real, were not only stretched straight, but also made bursts of creaking sounds, obviously under tremendous pressure.

The success at the beginning is nothing, but here is the real test for Byron and Catherine.

Jörmungandr had obviously anticipated this situation. How could it be so easy to seize food from God's mouth? Even a dead god.

"This is the dreamland where our Lord sleeps forever. Nothing that retains spirituality can pass through this barrier that connects dreams and reality.

If you want to leave here, you can only violently resist the rules of the Shipwreck Cemetery, which is equivalent to pulling the entire dream, and even my Lord himself.

It just so happens that you mortals who don't care about life and death can make up for the interrupted advent ceremony. "

He held up the magic book in his hand again and chanted:

"In the name of the land of snails under the sea and its inhabitants, praise the sleeping god"

Immediately, when the two giant dragons continued to pull the [Blue Dragon King] outward with all their strength.

The advent ceremony that had been interrupted by Catherine was finally restarted.

It's just that the strongest pull provider has changed from the original coral altar to these two giant dragons.

GuluGulu

In the deepest part of the circle of illusory dreams, a filthy bubble mixed with blood suddenly appeared.

Byron and Catherine could faintly see what seemed to be a huge octopus egg follicle standing there.

The translucent film was torn open from the inside, and then a sticky tentacle of an octopus was slowly revealed, tightly wrapped around the bow girder of the battleship.

It was a pale tentacle that looked somewhat illusory and transparent on the surface, but in fact it was seriously corrupted and had been soaked in the sea water for who knows how many years.

And it was completely different from ordinary octopus tentacles. Its suckers were full of hideous red mouthparts, just like those octopus battleships.

At the moment it appeared.

Byron and Catherine felt at the same time that something slippery began to wriggle back and forth in the grooves of their brains.

Inexplicable pictures, languages, and words poured into their eyes, ears, noses, tongues, skins, and any other places where there were senses.

The broken information gradually formed a taboo book called "Luo Yan City Textbook".

However, the content in it was too broken. Not only could it not be relied on to embark on the black witchcraft route of [Nightmare], but once heard too much, it would only turn people into complete lunatics.

At the same time, dreams and reality gradually intertwined, and the wind and rain around the two people and the dark clouds in the sky began to passively twist and deform into the tentacles of some super-large mollusk.

A mouth and teeth dripping with saliva grew in the middle of the bumpy suckers, wriggling and winding in the sky like a tide.

And as they pulled the warship and tentacles outward a little, the tentacle became more solid, and differentiated more eyes, mouthparts, and gills.

It looked more and more like a complete octopus.

Just like the first Kraken's touch after it was separated from the seal of the pottery jar.

It seemed that the process from dream to reality was the birth ceremony of the evil offspring that emerged from the octopus follicle.

"The situation is not good.

Dealing with these evil things will always be accompanied by various accidents. If things have the possibility of going bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.

Our rescue plan seems to have been used by that Jörmungandr and the Kraken."

Byron looked at the weird scene in front of him.

It felt like watching a person stuff his hands, arms, shoulders, and finally the whole body into his mouth little by little.

There was a weird feeling of inside and outside rolling.

But at this time, the big octopus in the dream was not going to roll over the inside and outside of the body, but the dream and reality!

The main purpose of the Deep Diving Church's action this time was to use the anchoring and dream channel of the entire international port to pull the second Kraken's touch back in from outside the world.

At this time, their action to rescue the [Blue Dragon King] was not only pulling the warship, but also the second Kraken's touch.

Suddenly felt a bit difficult to get off the tiger.

"Although the old gods of the mythological era have all fallen into eternal sleep.

But the [Sleeping God], who has the power of dreams, is obviously different from other old gods, and his death is far less thorough than that of other similar ones.

Now he is seeking resurrection with the help of cultists.

Once the two tentacles come to the material world through dreams, no one knows what kind of changes the giant octopus, known as the three hearts and nine brains, will create.

At least the already invincible power can be doubled, and the difficulty of implementing the tactics of dragging others into the water will also be doubled.

I don't even know if they will settle the score later and return to Anchor Bay to pull a hand."

Byron has been overseas for a long time, and has gained too much knowledge that he has never known before through the [Ship Log].

He also gained many undead servants, and learned too many unknown world secrets from their memories.

Naturally, he has some understanding of the super-standard existence of "old gods".

"At the end of the mythological era that has been lost in history, the gods who were once high and mighty were knocked off their thrones by unknown forces, losing their wisdom, reason and even life, and turned into a group of ugly monsters soaking in the sea of ​​​​source.

They became the 'old gods', 'forgotten' or 'weird existences beyond the standard' in the mouths of others.

Whether it is [Kraken, the Sleeping God], [Lilith, the Mother of Creation], [Hydra, the Thousand-Faced Snake], or [Mammon, the Greedy Worm], they are all like this.

And, coincidentally, they generally devour humans on a large scale in various ways, or accept blood sacrifices.

I boldly guess that it is possible that they are instinctively extracting 'changes' from human blood, souls, and beliefs.

In this way, they can restore the balance between their own [animal nature] and [divinity], and revive from that irrational and crazy state like a beast."

Under this premise, it would obviously be better if they could eat people directly with their original bodies.

Both the efficiency and conversion rate far exceed the sacrifice ceremony.

The [Sleeping God], whose original body is a giant octopus, chose to differentiate a part of its own tentacles that can move independently, and complete the advent ceremony by giving birth to offspring.

Obtain a physical body.

If you think about it carefully, apart from the "Touch of the Kraken", it seems that there is no other offspring of the old gods who have descended.

No, Byron knows there is another one.

In the church's "Gospel of Creation", the [Bound Creator] actually gave birth to "himself"!

This is why it is said that the Father and the Son are actually one.

This ability seems to be a power unique to the gods. If it is subdivided, it should at least have a sixth-order level that exceeds the limits of humans.

But all this information is of no help in solving the current dilemma.

Gradually, Byron and Catherine could hear the content of the whispers in their ears:

"Humans! You have forgotten your real father, real mother, real brother,

Those who sleep in history are not the dead. Even death will be dissolved in the sacred deep sea.

At the right moment, the great existence will come with the Era of Luo Yan. Convert, convert."

In the dream world in front of him, a little bit of pale tentacles are about to emerge ahead of the Blue Dragon King.

Without waiting for Byron to make up his mind and make a choice.

Edmund Lancaster, who has been standing at the bow watching all this, decisively sent a message:

"Byron, Catherine, let us go.

Especially Byron, you were very lucky to escape the Strait of Dover. You can't gamble that you can escape the second or third time.

Once the tentacle of the old god comes, your entire international port will become its sacrifice, and even the anchor point for the arrival of the old god in the future. "

Byron nodded with difficulty.

But at the same time, [Jörmungandr], who had been hiding in the shipwreck graveyard, also made new moves.

Seeing that he was only one step away from the birth of the gods, he immediately picked up the magic book and blew a breath towards the entire international port.

Every resident, businessman, and sailor who fell into sleep had an anchor chain above his head connected to the octopus offspring that was gradually differentiating and taking shape.

Dreams and reality were intertwined, and everyone who was trapped in nightmares emerged involuntarily, subconsciously grabbing the anchor link above their heads to pull hard for them.

Creaky!

Creaky!

The young man from the Bay who successfully "turned the tables" had a wild and malicious smile on his face again:

"After being infected with coral disease, these people will never wake up again even if they are chopped and burned.

Bold mortals, you will eventually pay the price for your arrogance, ha ha ha? ! "

He suddenly stopped laughing halfway.

He was shocked to find that one of the anchor chains in his perception suddenly broke!

Then the second, third, fourth, and even the entire dream began to collapse in a chain.