Pirate Kingship

The facts are similar to what Byron guessed.

[Hammer God] Kopakati was indeed seriously injured in a previous conflict.

Even a large tribe with thousands of people under his command was almost blown away by the rain and wind, and only a few people escaped.

The gold and various wealth accumulated over the years were all looted.

It was not others who took action, but another group of overseas colonists!

The influence of the colonial war has begun to gradually appear in the southern continent.

Perhaps for the Sun Empire with [Sun God] Inti sitting in charge, foreign colonists only have a certain impact and cannot shake the foundation of the empire in a short time.

But for some small indigenous tribes, it is a pure disaster.

Kopakati was carelessly defeated in a battle with outsiders, and had to give up his vast territory on an island at the northern end of the continent, and took his tribe and bloodline on a large migration.

It has only been less than two days since he settled in this crescent bay.

Building a village, communicating with the earth vein nodes, and re-anchoring his own divine domain, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he encountered another warship of an outsider.

This rural totem god did not understand the meaning of the different flags on the ship at all, and believed that they were all in the same group.

With hatred rising, coupled with the need to eat people to restore spiritual stability, he decisively ordered his descendants to block the way.

Just when he heard Byron "Please give me a face", he subconsciously wanted to give the other party a face and let the other party leave calmly.

Boom!

A slender black shadow, surrounded by countless cheering storm elves, turned into a siege crossbow, violently piercing through layers of rain curtains and waves, and instantly broke through the water.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been nailed to the bottom of the sea by this "backhand salute".

But he could dodge himself, but the earth vein nodes under him could not dodge, and he was deeply pierced by this [Earth Vein Sealing Bolt] on the spot.

The divine domain over Crescent Bay and the tribe suddenly darkened, and his power quickly dropped from the fourth level.

Although Byron did not have the stone pillar of breaking the law, he had countless white lead, the same anti-magic material.

The underground maze of Treasure Island was full of this byproduct of [Life Alchemy] to make gold, and they took a lot of it when they left.

In addition, Violet's own alchemy experiments also produced it from time to time, which was equivalent to waste utilization, but the effect was better.

The most unfortunate thing for [Hammer God] was that he had anchored his own divine domain at this ground vein node and became the Amp of this place.

At this time, he was nailed to death by the seal bolt, and he couldn't leave the range of ten meters, which was even worse than when he was bound to the local spirit before.

"Battleships fired volleys, open fire!"

Byron waved his hand.

The next moment, accompanied by the singing and the whistling of the organ, the artillery fire on the [Golden Deer] roared, sweeping across the entire coastline where the opponent was like a rotten wood.

The first round only blasted out a white mist, mixed with piercing screams.

The second round of water vapor and waves were mixed with blood, and the screams became smaller and smaller.

By the third round, there was no sound in the turbid sea water, only a huge, tattered corpse slowly floated to the surface.

"We're done."

Byron patted his already spotless hands, looking at the scene of "cannons killing gods" in front of him, without much ripples in his eyes.

This job was too easy.

These ap's who occupied the land as kings all had a weakness, that is, they were imprisoned by the animation.

Their own divine domains were not large, not connected to a network, only isolated points, and their power would immediately drop sharply when they left the divine domain.

At most, after hitting the [Fissure Seal Bolt], they would use artillery to wash the ground and directly change the terrain, so that they couldn't even run away.

This was because the colonists didn't know their details very well. If they knew their details after a while, this tribe would not be able to escape from here.

The [Sun God], on the other hand, had no such concerns.

Not only did they establish a huge empire, they also implemented a centralized system, connecting each point into a huge belief network, and no longer relied on backward earth vein nodes.

To describe it with the theory of another world, there is a god of heaven and a god of earth.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Prince Atahualpa was also a smart man. He understood the core fighting method and essence of this set of combined punches after only watching it once, and was so excited that his slaps sparked:

"Wonderful, too wonderful.

It turns out that these hard bones that give people headaches are not so difficult to chew, but you must find the right method.

This is no longer a simple weapon and equipment, but an infinitely vast territory in the Paradise of Beasts!"

It is even more meaningful to him personally.

This is not a cannon or a seal plug of the earth vein, but an "escape safety plug" that he can retreat in the future, and even if he fails in the fight for the throne, he has a chance to make a comeback!

In the knowledge system of "The Book of Beast Families" (Volume 2), human beings themselves represent the greatest wealth.

Even if he was driven to the border of the empire, he could still occupy a large territory and gather enough people with this set of tactics.

He could get the opportunity to condense the godhood and be promoted to the fifth-level [pseudo-god].

With the help of the "variables" of human beings and their own status, it is easy to purify the blood of the tribe and turn them back into their own people.

Turning his head to look at Byron, he said with a burning look:

"Your Majesty, the Lord of Heaven, I want to add an order.

Another set of this combination, no, five sets!"

Byron was a little embarrassed and tried to stop him:

"[Ley Vein Seal Bolts] can be used repeatedly and will last for hundreds or even thousands of years. I'll just give you a few for free."

This time he was extra sincere and didn't act at all.

Without him, this prince has given too much!

Byron was afraid that if he was too petty, he would scare away this big client.

Unexpectedly, the prince waved his hand:

"No! Listen to me.

Just now it was just my private purchase, but now I am the official purchaser on behalf of the empire as the Governor of Kipchak Suyu.

As long as I go back with this set of tactics and the population of the [Hammerhead God] tribe, the noble council will definitely approve the procurement plan.

The five sets are just for a taste, the bulk is still behind. "

Obviously, who's to say Aboriginal people can't colonize themselves?

The territory of the Sun Empire is not that large compared to the vast southern continent, and it has always suffered from the difficulty of completely eradicating the densely packed totem gods.

If you have this set of tactics, you can definitely expand your territory in a short time.

Byron suddenly realized:

"I see.

There are also discounts for large quantities. I'll give you a discount.

Large customers enjoy a 30% discount. Originally, a set of artillery and sealing bolts cost 220,000, but now it only costs 150,000. "

The profit rate of thirty-nine times was a bit too hot for him to handle, and he felt uneasy. He felt that it didn't look like he would be doing business for a long time, so he just had an excuse to give the prince some profit.

As the largest steel industry base in the world today, Torrent Fortress can easily overwhelm its peers in terms of volume and small profits but quick turnover.

Unexpectedly, when Prince Atahualpa heard about the discount, not only was there no joy on his face, but he suddenly straightened his face and emphasized again:

“Your Majesty, Lord of Heaven, you didn’t understand what I meant.

I mean, this next transaction is an official purchase and must be conducted through public accounts! "

Especially the word "public accounts" is emphasized.

"Public accounts? Oh."

After hearing this, Byron's head finally turned around.

In his Holy Golden Empire, after unifying all the city-states, the entire country belonged to him. Every plant, tree, mountain, water, and underground minerals were all named Lancaster.

But the master of the Sun Empire is someone else, who has belonged to the [Sun God] Inti since more than a thousand years ago.

These sons of gods, governors, and kings are just professional managers at all levels under the empire's centralized system.

Therefore, the interests of the country are not completely equivalent to their interests, and the money from the national treasury is definitely not their money.

Even if the prince becomes a king one day, it will not change.

Byron figured this out and immediately nodded decisively to the prince:

"I made a miscalculation just now. Since it is used by the empire, the quality must be the best. It must be handmade by a master with at least 80 years of experience. It is limited and out of print, and it must be stamped with the emblem of the Sun Empire.

All I need is a good artillery piece, made by a master!

One price, half a million pounds for a set!

However, I see that the shell buttons on your clothes are very unique. They must be antiques inherited from the Sun Empire for thousands of years, right?

I'm willing to buy it for three hundred thousand pounds!

As many sets of artillery equipment are produced as many buttons are purchased.

The sale of artillery and earth-vein seal bolts is business, and the sale of this button, no, is a work of art, which is also a reasonable business.

Your Highness, you wouldn’t refuse a collector’s small pursuit of art, would you? "

The two looked at each other and saw the sympathy in each other's eyes.

Then they all laughed in unison:

"Hahaha"

Rich people's desire for money is still endless. They may look down on small money but they will never let go of big money.

Even wealthy people don't mind having more money. While doing big things, they can also make a fortune at the same time. It's so satisfying!

In other words, if he didn't have this kind of quality, where did his family's money come from in the first place? How could he become the richest of the four governors?

At this time, after the two of them carried guns together and shared the stolen goods together, all the feelings of alienation disappeared in an instant.

Even though they have known each other for only a day, their "emotion" is already the same as that of a pair of half-brothers.

Mr. Byron’s journey to the Southern Continent has become wider and wider!

Even though I have 39 times the profit in my hands, I feel very relieved.