Pirate Kingship

With the defeat of all 35 generations of [Old Man in the Mountain], Byron also indirectly controlled the powerful military, political, and religious forces behind the Assassins through Amita.

The next day's meeting with the Zoroastrian Empire naturally did not have too much suspense, and Byron could not help but have greater ambitions for the West Coast.

Even if he had not slept all night, he was still in high spirits.

In the outside world, in just a short morning, the close relationship between Princess Amita and Saint Byron had spread throughout the palace, and the North Sea Empire did not deny it.

Although King [Desert Eagle] Nasserdin did not quite understand why Byron chose the ugly little daughter Amita instead of the beautiful eldest daughter Kazar when he heard the news.

But this did not prevent them from perfectly achieving their basic purpose of establishing a closer personal relationship with Byron.

No matter what the parties think, as long as the blood relationship is there, the outside world will tacitly accept the implicit alliance between the North Sea Empire and the Zoroastrian Empire, and will be more cautious when taking action.

It's just that some people are happy and some people are unhappy.

Just as Amita dressed up and walked towards the main hall of the palace to meet Byron, she was stopped by a voice louder than the bell tower:

"Amita, stop!"

The girl looked back and saw a sturdy figure standing at the end of another palace road behind her.

That was the shadow of her life, her elder sister [The Most Beautiful Princess] Kazar, who had the same father and mother.

Compared to her loneliness, without even a maid, the latter can only be described as a moon surrounded by stars.

The guards, court attendants, and maids accompanying her added up to more than a hundred people, and this was still in the palace. If they went out of the palace to play, this number would have to be ten times to barely maintain order.

Seeing her sister, the bright smile on the girl's face immediately faded by half, and a layer of gloom slowly rose.

The instinctive likes and hates of others in the cycle all came from the binary opposition between [God of Light] and [God of Darkness].

The most fiercely opposed of course, is the twin sisters who represent the two sides of the God of Light.

At least half of the oppression, disgust, and discrimination that Amita has suffered since she was a child came from this twin sister who should have been close to her.

Of course, this [most beautiful princess] not only bullies her, but also bullies everyone who looks like the God of Darkness.

This time is different from the past. After the girl's eyes were slightly dim, a reliable figure emerged in her heart.

She immediately regained her brightness and bowed as usual:

"Sister, what do you want to talk to me about?

The meeting will start in a while, His Majesty Saint Byron is still waiting for me."

Amita wants equal rights, not privileges. All the pain in the past has melted away the moment she threw herself into Byron's warm embrace last night.

How to treat this sister in the future? It's just a normal heart of "repaying grievances with justice".

But just such a simple sentence was like a bomb. Kazar's face changed, and he strode towards her and shouted angrily:

"His Majesty Saint Byron is waiting for you? Amita, are you deliberately provoking me as your sister?!

After you went to serve His Majesty Saint Byron last night, you dared to stay until this morning. Who gave you the courage to take away what belongs to me?

Don't you have the money to buy yourself a mirror, look at your disgusting ugly appearance, and add a little self-knowledge to your pitiful merits?"

[The Most Beautiful Princess] Kazar was so angry that the flesh on his face jumped, and even the thick beard above his lips was twitching.

Her noble birth, "beautiful" appearance, everyone's praise, and unrestrained praise made her develop an arrogant character who only cares about herself.

Although Byron didn't even have a beard and his appearance didn't match her aesthetics at all, the pride of the most beautiful princess didn't allow her things to be taken by her ugly sister at will.

The key issue is not that the emperor of the North Sea Empire chose my sister, but that the other party chose her before I rejected the emperor's courtship!

You can only take what I don't want. I didn't say I don't want it, even if it rots in the ground, you can't take it.

You must be taught a lesson if you take it.

It's been like this every time since I was a child, and this time is no exception!

"Let me, as your sister, teach you what rules are."

As she strode towards Amita, the ground was shaking violently.

Amita is a genius who fits the assassin path of [Dark God], and Kazaar is also another genius who fits [Light God].

Even though she doesn't perfectly fit the spiritual essence like her sister's Eagle Nest Assassin, her job [Mamluk Knight] is also very consistent with her strong characteristics.

At only 22 years old, she has reached the fourth-level hero level. Although she doesn't ride a mount equipped with knight heavy armor, when she strides forward, she looks like an out-of-control chariot burning with blazing white flames.

Indestructible, unbreakable!

The men and women accompanying him were all intoxicated:

"So beautiful! I must have been blessed by the Holy Spirit to serve His Highness."

"Those strong arms, that round belly, that thick waist, and that beautiful beard, this is the best of the world!"

"No matter how many times I see His Highness's heroic figure, it's never enough! How great it would be if His Highness was a prince, why would we still be afraid of the Star-Moon Empire?"

However, just when Kazar raised the hairy palm on the back of his hand and patted Amita's delicate face, he did not make a crisp sound that pleased her physically and mentally as usual.

A slender hand that looked as soft as an orchid instantly grasped her thick black wrist.

The powerful force that could have broken the trunk of a century-old tree with one slap also disappeared without a trace in an instant like a phantom.

Only the strong wind behind Amita blew up and rolled her black hair, but it easily resolved and transferred the opponent's power with the exquisite "All Things Unify" state.

"you"

Kazar's face changed drastically and he still wanted to struggle.

But the weak little hands of the sister opposite were as motionless as iron pliers, and there was still a faint smile on her porcelain doll-like face, as if she didn't feel any pressure at all.

The sweat on her forehead immediately flowed down the thick black neck of the "most beautiful princess" and wet her clothes.

He raised his head in shock, and met her cold emerald star eyes. In his ears, he heard her uttering the coldest advice in her usual timid tone:

“Sister, promise me, for your own sake, you won’t cause trouble again.

The world will eventually become unfamiliar to you. The bully who is at the top may fall to the bottom in an instant and experience the misery of the bullied.

If I find you bullying others again, I will kill you. "

After saying this, Amita let go of her sister's wrist, left the stunned "most beautiful princess" behind, and turned to leave.

His steps were as brisk as a deer's, and his mood became extremely bright after getting rid of the psychological shadow he had had since childhood.

He said silently in his heart:

“The corrector of history who changes the latitude and longitude of the times, the origin of all changes, and the ultimate unifier of all things, His Majesty St. Byron.

Thank you for giving me courage and strength.

I love you! "

Soon, Amita walked into the main hall under the guidance of Gus, the Phantom Blade, who came out to greet her. She knelt down beside Byron who was already seated. She smiled brightly at him, picked up the porcelain teapot and poured him a cup. black tea.

He stepped into his role very smoothly.

The status of women on the West Coast is very low, and even extraordinary people are naturally much shorter than men.

Therefore, even the most favored [most beautiful princess] Kazar has never been qualified to enter here.

Amita is the only exception.

But now her identity is not the princess of the Fire Worship Empire, but Byron's personal maid and confidential secretary, and her identity has become one of the attachés of the North Sea Empire.

The official line is that Byron will leave with him when his visit is over.

The king [Desert Eagle] Naser al-Din, who was sitting on the throne opposite, had no regrets about his ugly daughter. Instead, he felt that he had taken advantage of her.

Under the sultans and kings on the west coast, the highest-status woman is also the queen, but most monarchs will not confer such a status.

In their minds, it is unthinkable for a woman to sit next to them and share half of their power equally.

But there are many princesses and maids in the harem.

In the palaces of the Star-Moon Empire and the Fire-Worship Empire, they maintained a harem of about 200 people all year round.

In the eyes of these monarchs, it is normal for a ruler to have many women, and their status is unimportant.

As long as the daughter is with Byron, the Fire Worship Empire's goal has been achieved.

Sitting next to the king [Desert Eagle], the Archbishop Judge of the Royal Capital Diocese [Mars] Bahram was even more delighted, and said to himself:

‘It’s great that His Majesty Saint Byron chose Amita instead of Qajar, otherwise it would be impossible for me to compete with him based on my status.

Although Princess Qajar’s character is a little arrogant and a little irritable, and she often physically punishes her slaves, she is so beautiful! ’

Obviously, he was one of the 145 nobles who failed to pursue Princess Qajar. Although he was sad, he was determined to lick her until the end.

When the time came to nine o'clock in the morning, the waiter closed the door and the meeting officially began.

The routine started with official clichés. After a few exchanges between you and me, we got to the point.

"Your Majesty Saint Byron, you are the favored one of the [Holy Spirit] and the prophesied Messiah who saves the world, and we followers are the most devout believers of the [Holy Spirit].

But now the Star-Moon Empire is trying to subvert the ruling order of the Holy Spirit Religion as a heretic, and even proclaims itself the successor of the Western Silver Empire and the spokesperson of the Holy Spirit in the world.

He doesn't take you seriously at all."

The clergy and judges headed by King [Desert Eagle] all kept their postures low.

Probably the large-scale blessing at the beginning played a key role. He was very respectful to Byron in his speech, and even recognized his religious status in the Holy Spirit Church from the beginning.

There may be factors in the process that were contributed to by the [Old Man of the Mountain], but the key point is that the Kingdom of Heaven is too far away and the Star-Moon Empire is too close.

The Fire Worship Empire has personal pain and practical needs.

Byron listened carefully to what they said about the numerous crimes committed by Muhammad II, and he also had the most intuitive impression of this west coast overlord.

Sighing in my heart:

"Any character with more than 30 legend points is definitely not a simple character.

The great deeds of mortals are more shocking than those of gods.

In some worlds, Muhammad II would have been enough to become a god after death. "

As we all know, in the year 285 of the Silver Age, the ancient Silver Empire split into two empires, the East and the West.

One was destroyed by barbarian mercenaries and eventually evolved into the current Holy Silver Empire.

The other was conquered by [Lord of Two Seas and Two Lands] Muhammad II along with the Holy City of Three Religions in 1453, twenty years ago, and also became history.

Muhammad II, who holds the Holy City and the supreme cause, has declared himself the true successor of the Ancient Silver Empire, and all others are heretics.

He is determined to make the Star-Moon Empire the only great empire in the Holy Spirit Religion world, and he himself will be crowned as the supreme ruler of the unity of politics and religion, that is, the highest successor of the [Founder] of the Holy Spirit Religion [Caliph]!

Although he does not have the [Papal Triple Crown], he owns the Holy City of Three Religions.

As long as he sits in this holy city, let alone the Pope coming to kill him, even if the sixth-level angels and demigods come, he is not afraid at all.

This is what he planned and did.

Soon, Muhammad II conquered the Balkan countries such as the Nemanya Dynasty of the Grand Duchy of Raska and the Grand Duchy of Tusca to the east.

To the west, he conquered the countries in the west coast area, defeated the Aries Dynasty, which also belonged to the orthodox path faction, expanded the eastern border to the Mesopotamian Basin, and seized most of the islands in the Western Sea.

With the power of victory, no one in the entire west coast could resist the army of this "Lord of the Two Seas and Two Lands".

When the entire Holy Spirit Church world is unified in the future, this "Lord of the Two Seas and Two Lands" will not replace the Pope, but at least being on equal footing is definitely not a dream.

"There are obviously many big men who are interested in the position of captain of this material world.

Myself, Orthodoxy, and this Lord of Two Seas and Two Lands all have their own ideas to bring this world to the future that they decide.

If the Star-Moon Empire was not competing with the current maritime hegemon, the Kingdom of Castile, for the position of the hegemon of the sea, the Fire-Bearing Empire would not even have time to ask me for help and take a breath.

It is definitely not easy to make a figure like Muhammad II surrender."

You know, in 1453, the same year of historical turning point, Byron was just born, the Hundred Years' War between Iris and Hastings just ended, and the Dark Millennium came to an end.

And [Lord of Two Seas and Two Lands] Muhammad II has long been one of the strongest monarchs who terrorizes the entire continent.

It is a joke to want such a hero to bow to a young man like him and recognize his leadership.

Even if the other party has the opportunity to bring [Holy Spirit] to command the princes, he will definitely not give up and will definitely take action against him decisively.

"So only undisputed violence and military power, combined with unquestionable orthodoxy and supreme claim, can it be possible to take down the Star-Moon Empire and the entire West Coast.

To achieve this, it is not enough to rely solely on the loose imperial economy and military alliance with the Fire Worship Empire.

You should all come to my bowl."

After listening to everyone's story, Byron already had a comprehensive plan in his mind.

Seeing that everyone on the opposite side looked at him expectantly, he did not say how to solve the crisis facing the Fire Worship Empire.

But he took out a bottle filled with bright red liquid from the Kingdom of God and smiled at them:

"Don't worry about the Star-Moon Empire. I have a treasure here that I would like to invite you to taste.

When you see this treasure, you should get the answer in your heart."

As he said, he opened the bottle stopper, and the thick sweet smell of blood instantly filled the entire hall.

Everyone subconsciously twitched their noses and stared at the bottle.

The closest [Desert Eagle] leaned forward, his eyes almost popped out, and he cried out in surprise:

"Is this a panacea that can make people immortal???"

The others all gasped.

Buzz buzz buzz.

It seemed as if there were suddenly tens of thousands of flies flapping their wings in the hall.

After they confirmed the authenticity of the treasure, Byron said quietly:

"To tell you the truth, my demigod ritual has begun, and the countdown to my promotion to the sixth level has begun.

In addition, I also control several Night Demon Kingdoms in the Corridor of Truth, and there is a large amount of Night Demon Blood Tax to squander.

This means that as long as I want, even the eternal and immortal throne of the fifth-level false god can be granted to subordinates who have made great contributions.

So I think our way of cooperation may change."

The reason Byron was able to obtain [Transmutation Blood] in the beginning was because of the secret research project of the Orthodox Saints of the Church and the Bloodthirsty Cult.

At that time, he was like a fish on the chopping board facing the huge church. Even if he had a treasure, he dared not show it to others and it was difficult to use it.

Now it is completely different. The strength of him and the North Sea Empire has long been enough to match this treasure.

It can be used to accelerate the pace of power expansion.

As expected, no one can resist the temptation of longevity or even eternal life.

"Your Majesty Saint Byron, please take the throne of the supreme Holy Spirit Church [Caliph]!"

The 35th generation [Old Man in the Mountain] Assassin, without hesitation, led his own people and the political forces he controlled to kneel down at Byron's feet with a "thump".

This child is the real body of Amita, and the one serving Byron is just a fourth-level incarnation of a false god.

But this is not the point.

Among the many factions of the followers, the notorious Assassin faction has the largest fist and is currently the largest assassin group in the world.

And the [Old Man in the Mountain] Assassin, who has been hiding in the shadows, stood in the sun for the first time.

This number two figure of the Followers faction immediately became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Everyone looked at each other, breathing heavily, and saw the fanaticism in each other's eyes.

No matter how great the interests of the Zoroastrian Empire are, how can they compare to his immortality?

As long as I can ascend to heaven in one step, who cares about the flood?

Even if Muhammad II becomes the caliph, we can outlast him!

So, dozens of people at the highest level of the empire followed the [Old Man in the Mountain] and prostrated themselves on the ground to surrender collectively.

Shouting:

"Your Majesty Saint Byron, please take the position of the Holy Spirit [Caliph]!"

King [Desert Eagle] was the last person to kneel.

The Zoroastrian Empire is his empire, and it is more difficult to make this decision than others.

But since everyone has already knelt, if he doesn't kneel again, he probably doesn't have to kneel, and can just lie down and be carried out.

Fortunately, he had already prepared in advance to accept Byron as the [Holy Spirit]'s favored one and Messiah, and to cede some power, so it was not so uncomfortable.

"And my daughter is His Majesty's woman.

Even if the pie is divided again in the future, I will definitely get the biggest share!"

Then one person got a bottle of panacea.

This group of mid- and high-sequence extraordinary people used their own methods to quickly determine that the precious medicine was fine. They continued to be led by the "Old Man in the Mountain" and drank it on the spot.

In addition to restoring their youth, the identities of this group of people also changed on the spot, becoming quasi-members of the Demon Banquet Council.

Although they are not yet night demons, they have become the blood relatives of Byron and have become their own people.

"Everyone, there is one more thing."

Byron nodded with satisfaction and took out the prototype of his own truth embodiment [Origin Holy Spear].

Two major knowledge systems, one research direction is human beings, and the other research direction is outside of human beings. This holy spear is essentially a bridge connecting human beings and outside of human beings.

Theoretically, it can already connect to the collective subconscious of all ethnic groups and races, and in the future it may even be possible to integrate the power of the entire biosphere and achieve the highest level of gathering.

It is naturally not difficult to remove the barriers between individuals.

He held the holy spear and stabbed it hard at the top of his head.

Puff!

With a muffled sound, a hole was immediately pierced in the collective subconscious barrier of this group of blood descendants.

The collective subconscious tide of the entire Old Continent Dragon King Court, as well as the Southern Continent Beast Paradise and the Eastern Continent Corridor of Truth, rushed in, instantly diluting the "quirks" of these prospective councilors.

It was equivalent to removing the remaining belief anchor of the [God of Light] in a small area.

At first, the group of people didn't understand why, but when their eyes fell on the little bird-like Amita next to Byron, they immediately gasped again:

"Hiss--!"

The cool air in the hall was almost not enough for them to breathe.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Many people raised their hands and slapped themselves involuntarily, wondering if their past lives had been dreams, and now they were awakened from the dream.

The chief judge [Mars] Bahram, who almost committed suicide for love, slapped himself particularly loudly, and both sides of his face were swollen.

He slapped himself and cursed:

"It's romantic and loyal to die for the most beautiful princess, but it's not worth dying for such a... ugh!

Fool, Bahram, you are such a fool."

What's even more sad is that his cousin was among the 13 royal nobles who successfully died for love.

He originally thought that his cousin's death was heroic, but now as long as he thinks about Kazaar's "beautiful appearance", he feels that his death is worse than a piece of toilet paper.

It's still the kind that has been used!

Byron's shot did not reverse their aesthetics.

It's just that they no longer extremely admire the "most beautiful princess" who leans towards the [God of Light], nor do they extremely hate the "ugliest princess" who leans towards the [God of Darkness].

They began to slowly return to normal.

After all the members of the Western Council of the Demon Feast Council had returned to normal, Byron looked at everyone present and said with a burning gaze:

"Okay, now we can talk about business.

Everyone, I want to take over the holy city of the three religions. Is there anything you can teach me?"

The chief judge [Mars] Bahram, who had loved Princess Qajar to death before, immediately said:

"Your Majesty, and all my colleagues.

Isn't the eldest prince of the Star-Moon Empire [Fatih Conqueror] Bayezid wanting to get our 'most beautiful princess' Qajar and love her to madness?

You must know that although the [Lord of the Two Seas and Two Lands] has a very high prestige, he is already over fifty years old, and unlike us, he has not received the gift of His Majesty Saint Byron, and has long passed the peak of his combat power.

But this eldest prince is the best master in his prime, brave and brave, and he is invincible on the west coast with a halberd. So."

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately.

"What do you mean?"

In the process of power transfer, the ancient and powerful empire gradually formed a delicate pattern of two people in charge, and this is a great opportunity for them to take advantage of.

[Mars] Bahram gave everyone an affirmative look:

"Yes, just as you think.

We can marry Qajar, the 'most beautiful princess' on the west coast, to [Lord of the Two Seas and Two Lands] Muhammad II!

There should be no man on the west coast who can resist her temptation, even if he is fifty years old."

After hearing this plan, the high-ranking officials of the Zoroastrian Empire, who had vowed to protect the "most beautiful princess" not long ago, nodded one after another.

"Agree!"

"Second!"

"The sooner the better, I will personally go to the Star-Moon Empire as an envoy"

The "ugliest princess" was given to the North Sea Empire.

It was too reasonable to give the "most beautiful princess" to the Star-Moon Empire. The [Lord of the Two Seas and Two Lands] would never refuse this gift.

Only Byron looked strange:

"Your son is good at using a halberd? He missed the "superb beauty" he had always dreamed of? And he has a father who holds power and got the beauty?

Compared to the old man in the mountain, what you used is the real honey trap.

I just don't know when he will learn "The Gospel of Heaven".

I think even if I don't take the initiative to pull him in, just relying on his own affinity, this brother may be able to join me, the [Ten Thousand Winged Angel].

Just like my first follower, the "liar" Gilderoy Lockhart."