Pirate Kingship

The gorgeous bathroom that was originally full of traces of love suddenly turned into a border area between barren mountains and desert.

Under your feet is an endless sea of ​​rolling sand. When the strong wind blows, the sand and gravel will immediately burst out.

Countless peaks as thin as razor blades still stand quietly in the yellow sand, polished by endless wind and sand, getting sharper and sharper.

A blood-red sun above the head, with the shadow of a hidden sword outlined in its interior, hung high in the sky, casting a filthy rust color over the mountains and plains over the entire world.

The 35th generation [Old Man of the Mountain] Assassin was one step ahead of Byron and Amita and came to the mirror world first.

As soon as his feet landed in this desert, he raised his hand towards the [Assassination] priest in the sky and threw out all seven gold coins containing hatred that the Assassins had spent seven hundred years successfully recovering.

The inscriptions on it: "Only ask for the purpose, not just the means!" lighted up one after another.

In the dazzling aura, all seven gold coins were melted and turned into seven thin scimitars rotating around the [Assassination] priesthood.

It looks like seven scarlet crescents orbiting the sun.

Just because the last assassination has not been completed at this time, the light of the seventh scarlet crescent moon is obviously dimmer than the other six.

As the opposing symbols of the "God of Light" and "God of Darkness" were gathered together, the entire mirror world felt a strong sense of weightlessness, as if it was rapidly rising from deep water.

The illusionary feeling of "Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in Water" is also fading rapidly, becoming more and more like the real world.

This means that the Kingdom of God is ascending!

It's just that this mirror world is obviously a level lower than the Kingdom of God where Byron and the two queens gathered the three elements of "matter", "energy" and "information".

At the same time, during the ascension process of the Kingdom of God, the entire mirror world was completely sealed.

Neither the owner of the mirror nor the prisoners can leave early. Only the winner can get out of here alive.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Byron and Amita fell into the mirror right behind [The Old Man of the Mountain].

In Amita's modified cognition, she has always been integrated with Byron, and the thaumaturgy [Shadow Cave] is absorbing all the energy, blood and spirituality from the opponent's body in the most direct way.

The opponent's monster-like terrifying physical strength and spirituality made her "underworld cave" somewhat overwhelmed, causing waves of swelling and pain.

When he entered the mirror, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately separated again.

The endless shadows around her turned into flowing black liquid, wrapping her body into a pure black tights that outlined her graceful curves.

At this time, Amita had a completely non-reflective shadow covering her body, which swallowed up all the light. Her entire body was like a human-shaped black hole.

It looks like a curvy puzzle piece has been dug out of the world background wall, and the vision is a bit confusing.

This is her thaumaturgy [Shadow Underworld Cave].

Probably because it was too compatible with the power of the Dark God Angola Mainyu, he awakened this extremely powerful unique magic:

"Can freely manipulate shadows into weapons and spells, and use extreme darkness to turn into caves to swallow everything, matter, energy, and even souls.

It can be compressed in the form of energy and spit out again, and it can also turn various swallowed creatures into shadow servants who are loyal to itself.

The old man in the mountain was hiding in her shadow space before. "

Originally, Amita should have taken advantage of Byron's "weakest" moment to chop him in the neck with a knife. This was also a common trick used by female assassins to complete assassinations in bed.

But she hesitated in her heart, just wiped away the tears on her face, and quickly moved away in a flash.

He glanced at the old man from the mountain standing in the sea of ​​sand and found that he had just arranged the demigod ceremony. Only then did he look up at him.

I didn't see the scene where her and Byron's bodies were intertwined, so I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief while blushing:

"Fortunately, my [Shadow Cave] blocked the perception of the inside and outside of the shadows, preventing Assassin from seeing the happy scene between me and His Majesty St. Byron.

He didn't rush out until I was ready to give the signal.

The intelligence clearly stated that His Majesty St. Byron only had two queens and never had any lovers, but why was he so skilled at this kind of love affair between a man and a woman?

Even this kind of "knowledge" can form a systematic routine, such as fish connecting scales, somersaulting butterflies, flying sea-crossing, and cranes crossing necks. How rich is his experience?

This His Majesty St. Byron doesn’t seem to be the ‘good guy’ I initially imagined.

However, even if he is a bad guy, he is also a bad guy who makes people feel comfortable.

Moreover, His Majesty St. Byron kept praising me for being great from beginning to end. I have never received as many compliments as I did tonight. "

This was all Amita's subconscious reaction in her heart.

I didn't realize at all that the perspective I brought in seemed to have shifted significantly.

The old man in the mountains, Assassin, is her fiancé, and Byron is just her mission target.

Although the series of memories and experiences in her mind all came from another timeline that did not really happen, they were no different from what she had done herself. Even if the gods came, they could not find any flaws.

But just this false memory quietly caused some very profound changes in her heart.

Who can I show my body to in the future?

St. Byron can!

Assassin can't!

Originally, under the arrangement of her assassin teacher, the old man from the mountain of the previous generation, Amita made a marriage contract with the old man of the mountain of this generation.

Before marriage, I strictly followed the religious law and didn't even hold hands. This time, I feel that I should continue to strictly follow the religious law.

"This girl who was poisoned by feudal ethics is so innocent and cute."

Amita, who has no experience, may not understand her current state, but Byron knows it clearly.

The reason is not complicated.

It is said that there is a shortcut to the depths of women's hearts in the world. They especially have special feelings for their first man.

Now Amita doesn't know that nothing happened between them, so she naturally has this mentality.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie, and the more handsome a man is, the same is true.

Fortunately, Byron is not interested in this. If he lets go and uses his talents, all the scumbags who pass through the flowers without getting a leaf on him are scum in front of him.

At this time, he activates the [Change] priesthood, actively converges his own blood and qi, and pretends to be exactly the same as when he was sucked dry in another timeline.

His skin is pale, his body is thin, his eyes are dark, his legs are trembling, and he is about to fall down when a gust of wind blows over.

If others were like him, constantly squeezing their potential in pursuit of their own limits, they would have really turned into a mummy long ago.

Only he could break through the limits and revive with full blood again and again.

No one alive in this world knows what it means to be hollowed out better than him!

At the same time, Byron also figured out the cause and effect of the matter in another timeline.

The Assassins received an assassination commission from an unidentified client, and took advantage of the situation to complete their demigod promotion ceremony with seven consecutive assassinations that shocked the world.

He looked up at the [Assassination] priesthood in the sky and the completely closed kingdom of God inside and outside, with a strange smile on his face:

"What a genius idea and assassination plan!

Imprisoning me in such a place is no different from putting a mouse in a rice jar?

Intelligence is the life of an assassin, and you, my friend, Mr. Assassin, who gave me his fiancée, ancestral priesthood, and kingdom of God, is my most beloved transport captain."

Then, he blinked at Amita who pushed him away and was retreating rapidly.

He turned on the [Good Man Halo] on his head, and said with deep affection like a scumbag:

"Amita, my promise to you is still valid. When I leave, I will definitely take you away and even help you transform the West Coast.

Because I know that you are only used by bad people because you are too kind. I won't blame you."

You know, Amita is not only a princess of the Zoroastrian Empire, but also a high-ranking official in the Assassins second only to the [Old Man in the Mountain], and a perfect match for the dark god of the ancient Zoroastrianism.

It is definitely a rare treasure!

In Byron's eyes, the value of such a role is far more than a mere [Assassination] priesthood.

Even if she is not used as a lover or a close-fitting maid, she must at least develop into a core follower. She is definitely qualified to serve as the Archbishop of the Holy Spirit Church in the West Coast Diocese.

And her childhood experience has made this [Ugliest Princess] simple and sensitive, very insecure, and very lacking in love.

The biggest obsession is that she has been caught in the rain, and she wants to hold an umbrella for other people in the same situation, so she has insisted on not leaving the Zoroastrian Empire.

For a professional liar like Byron, such a girl is full of flaws.

There is no need to use any conspiracy.

As long as you recognize her beauty, recognize her ideals, and are willing to help her achieve the goal of liberating the "ugly" people, you can make her your most loyal follower.

"Ah!"

Growing up in an extremely conservative environment, Amita had never seen Byron's heart-stealing tricks that earned countless tears from melodramatic TV dramas?

She couldn't help but feel secretly happy in her heart, and her beautiful face gradually lost her mind.

"He said I'm kind and won't blame me?

His Majesty Saint Byron is really as broad-minded as the legend says, and has no personal enemies.

Compare it with Assassin, who grew up with me but is vindictive and bloody. He doesn't look like a benevolent god or monarch.

Although Assassin is my only friend and spiritual relative.

But is it really right for me to do this? Will the tribesmen living under Assassin's rule really be happier?

But this mirror world is always holding the gladiators' [War Chains]. No one can escape before the winner is decided. Everything is too late."

The guilt in the emerald eyes became more intense.

When she was worried about gains and losses, she looked at Byron's face, which was a little pale but still ten thousand times more handsome than Assassin, and she couldn't help but be a little crazy.

A thought came to her mind: "It would be great if I met him first", which scared herself.

"Die!"

Assassin saw that Byron was flirting with his fiancée without paying attention to others, and Amita didn't even seize the opportunity to finish him off.

Even though he had pushed the honey trap and the fiancée into Byron's arms, he was still angry when he thought about it now, and he just wanted to kill Byron immediately.

A blood-red halo exploded behind his head, and his whole body was shining with spiritual light. He slapped the rolling yellow sand under his feet, and his hands turned into sand.

Layers of huge waves surged under his feet, and the gravel on the edge of the waves flowed at high speed and turned into sharp sabers, and the sharp sound filled the kingdom of God.

It was a hundred times sharper than the diamond water gun used to cut special glass. Swish!

The blade peaks in the desert were cut in half instantly just by the impact. The upper part of the mountain slowly slid down along the smooth knife marks, making a huge roar.

Byron was surrounded from all sides, and the surrounding sandstorm vaguely formed the appearance of a super giant iron maiden.

As countless gravels rotate, he seems to be loaded into a high-power crusher. Even diamonds thrown here will be smoothed and turned into dust.

Moreover, the friction of the gravel generates heat, and all the heat is concentrated inside the sandstorm, which continuously heats up Byron, who is being "cut to pieces". In addition to the crusher, a high-temperature furnace is added.

The billowing hot wind howled and spread, evaporating every trace of moisture in the desert.

This is Assassin's thaumaturgy [Desert Saber]!

It can turn its body into sand and control the yellow sand around it to turn into weapons or giant sand puppets, multiplying its power in the desert.

"Hahaha, this desert has been mixed with special spell-breaking stone particles. Although there are only physical attacks, no one has ever been able to survive my magic.

Not to mention a cripple like you who was sucked dry by Amita!

My woman enjoys sleeping with me, right? Now I will let you continue to enjoy and enjoy! "

It was probably because his long-cherished wish of 700 years was about to be fulfilled in his hands. Assassin's face was full of madness, and he also spoke a little uncontrollably.

When Amita heard this, her face suddenly turned gloomy.

Being forced by your fiancé to crawl into another man's bed and use a honey trap is obviously not something worth mentioning again and again.

After the mission was completed, not only did he not receive comfort from his fiancé, but he felt disillusioned with being treated like a tool and thrown away after use.

For Assassin, the heavy sacrifice he made in betraying his morality, teachings and body for him seemed to be less important than his own face?

The "ugliest princess", who was already very emotionally sensitive, amplified her emotions tenfold just by muttering, which was a little hard to accept for a while.

At this moment, Byron's weak voice unexpectedly came from the center of the sandstorm:

“That’s not right.

Although I don't know who hired these assassins to kill me.

But I know that Her Royal Highness Princess Amita is a living, beautiful girl with blood, flesh and feelings, not some cold assassination tool.

What's the difference between you, who treats her as a tool, and those higher-ups who teach the Holy Spirit and don't treat her as a human being?

She and all the residents in this land who have been discriminated against and treated unfairly deserve to be people with unlimited possibilities and each have their own wonderful life.

Of course, I do like the beautiful and kind-hearted Princess Amita, and a gutter bug like you is indeed not worthy of her. "

Byron knew that if he said those words: "Your fiancée is so cool!" Assassin would be able to break his defense on the spot, but there was no need to hurt innocent people.

And since he had the [Sun Stone Calendar], it was like writing a test paper with standard answers, and every word hit the point.

He was also able to transform into Amita’s intimate big brother, pouring down bowl after bowl of free chicken soup for her soul.

After hearing his words, the girl's beautiful face visibly regained its luster.

From Assassin, whom he regards as a family member and friend, he only gets hurt again and again.

Instead, she received a tenderness she had never experienced in her life from the object of a night of pleasure, and her eyes gradually became moist.

"Your Majesty Saint Byron, he not only appreciates my appearance, but also truly understands my heart!

This is the future I want. "

How else to say that beautiful women love scumbag men.

She is afraid of comparison in everything. After just a few words, Amita's eyes gradually changed when she looked at the old man in the mountain.

The latter has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and his face is gloomy under the skull mask:

"I didn't expect you to be a lover?

But, you know what? What I hate most in my life are people like you who are handsome and smooth-tongued. I want to see how long you will be so stubborn? "

As he spoke, he threw a few bottles of blood-sealing poison into the furnace crusher, dyeing the high-temperature sandstorm a horrifying blue.

Low sneer:

"Hmph, Assassin's motto: Nothing can be eternal, and means have no shackles!

How can you be a master if you don't know how to use a gun?

If you can't learn that wrenches, crowbars, battle axes, muskets, and poison are all part of the hidden sword, how can you become the God of Assassination? "

"Hiss, hiss"

There was a sudden gasping sound inside the furnace.

In fact, although Byron is indeed not feeling well, looking at his physical strength, high temperature resistance, skin toughness, toxin resistance, etc., are all increasing +1+1+1+1+1+1

The strengthening reminders were constantly passing by like a waterfall, but my heart felt even more comfortable than when I was massaged by Amita before.

And although the surroundings were filled with poison and fire, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I don't think any of the world-famous West Coast steam baths are as good as this furnace crusher, and the effect is much better than jumping into the sea.

Especially the poison he prepared is so powerful!

If I had a sparring partner like this every day, maybe it wouldn't be long before I could fight a demigod physically.

Assassin is such a good guy. "

Byron never worried about his own safety from beginning to end. He told Assassin so much just to maximize his interests.

"Unless you encounter the [Sword in the Stone], a conceptual weapon specifically aimed at the anchor chain, which can eliminate all connections and completely kill all clones and incarnations.

If you want to hack me to death, you must first restrain my unique 'transformation', break through the powerful body of the strongest creature on the surface, and then wipe out the entire blood source.

After the health bar is worn down little by little, then kill me nine times in a row to kill all nine of my lives.

It’s not over yet, you still need to kill Catherine and Violet who are connected to the [Golden Triangle] at the same time.

Otherwise, I can be resurrected from the transmutation blood in their bodies.

Anyway, I can afford it.

I won't go out without draining you completely.

Your fiancée has already helped me practice. Now, you should also help me practice. "Jiejiejie"

So, Byron made a few noises from time to time that made Amita heart-wrenched, and Assassin screamed with joy.

"Ah! My skin! Eyes! Hands!. My third leg (becomes stronger again)"

In exchange for the latter's sinister sneer and intensification.

He continued to swallow magic potions to restore his own spirituality, continuously strengthened the power of the furnace crusher, and added all kinds of poisons in his collection into it.

Some target the blood and make the blood boil; some target the muscles and make the flesh rot and turn into pus; some target the bones and make the bones crispier than biscuits.

Some target spirituality and soul, making people more and more dull, and eventually the soul melts and turns into a living dead who can only breathe.

When Byron was training before, he had never thought about using poison to become stronger. "The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology" has been a truth since ancient times.

But a poison that can seal the throats of powerful extraordinary beings at the drop of a hat is not a common thing.

The cherished poison was many times more precious than gold, and Byron was reluctant to spend the money.

But the old man in the mountain is different. Since he has already hooked up with his fiancée, what treasure is he reluctant to part with?

However, Byron kept screaming, trying not to die.

It was clear that he felt that he was going to die a second ago, and Assassin wanted to remove the [Desert Saber] to check his condition, but unexpectedly the screams suddenly started again.

"Damn it, I should have known that he was an emperor and a fifth-level false god who followed three routes without any shortcomings, so I first asked Amita to suck him dry, and then cut off the Silver Law to reduce his strength to a low point.

But is the fifth-level pseudo-god really that powerful?

If every false god is so difficult to kill, humans might as well just surrender when faced with those dependent gods. "

Forced by the huge sunk costs that had been invested, Assassin, who was sweating profusely, was already riding a tiger.

In just half an hour, almost all the precious poisons accumulated by the Assassins over hundreds of years were used up.

Slowly, he also noticed something was wrong.

From time to time, he looked up at the last full moon scimitar above his head. The brightness sometimes increased and sometimes weakened. It didn't look like the ceremony was successful.

Once a fifth-level legend on the Glory Ladder sequence obtains a [Priesthood] related to his profession, he may use this as a springboard to soar into the sky, breaking the natural shackles of the Glory Ladder that stops at the fifth level.

It's just that this road is very difficult, even more difficult than the Pope's Creation Mountain Falling Ceremony.

The Assassins did not have the complete forbidden knowledge of [Dark God] Angora, so they could only piece together the assassin profession of [Eyrie Assassin].

Then, seven hateful gold coins and seven assassinations were used to change the world structure and have a huge influence, with seven historical events as anchors.

The essence is to use the "promise" that is more precious than gold as the ladder of immortality: whatever the Assassin sect promises will be accomplished, the body can be destroyed, but the spirit is immortal.

It is the spirit of an unbreakable contract.

The Kingdom in the Mirror serves as the Kingdom of God, and uses the priesthood of [Assassination] as the key medium and ritual subject.

Let yourself be a fifth-level legend who is essentially a mortal, become a demigod in one step, and inherit part of the authority of the Dark God Angola - the God of Assassination!

But something obviously went wrong with this last step.

Assassin could gradually sense that Byron's vitality, surrounded by the [Desert Saber], not only did not weaken, but began to become more and more vigorous, and later it was almost impossible to conceal it.

It didn't seem like a person there at all, but like a giant monster.

I still want to add more fire, but the storage of rare items is already empty, and even dozens of barrels of alchemical gunpowder have been consumed.

His consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and his heart skipped a beat.

"No, I was cheated!"

That's when.

The furnace crusher, which no longer had any resources to fill it with, exploded with a slight pull from the monster inside.

A powerful voice sounded in his ears:

“Don’t panic, this is how scams happen.

Unexpectedly, after being refined by this furnace for a long time, the first thing that broke through was not [Invulnerability] or [Strength].

But [Fraud] Priesthood!

Mr. Assassin, you'd better come and try my "Nothing can be the eternal truth, there are no shackles on the means". "