Pirate Kingship

"Your Majesty, those hanging seem to be human heads!"

Eight Fingers couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Not to mention the human heads, they have seen bloodier scenes, including Eight Fingers, the [Berserker], who is a plasma film maker.

But the horror in front of them is completely different from the pure bloody violence they have encountered before, such as plasma, internal organs, clowns, and undead monsters.

The innocent nursery rhymes in the mouths of children are part of daily life, symbolizing peace and tranquility, which makes people relax involuntarily.

At this time, it inadvertently revealed an abnormal corner that made people think more and more terrified. The more a group of people thought about it, the more scared they were. Even when they gathered together, they felt a chill on their backs.

Even Byron was the same.

It has nothing to do with strength, but I can't help but feel creepy. I always feel that the temple is weird and evil everywhere.

The difference between the two is like seven people entering a haunted house at the beginning. One ending is that six people come out in the end, and the other ending is that eight people come out. Which one do you think is more terrifying?

He immediately activated the [Solar Storm], and a circle of warm solar aura spread out, which mostly removed the creepy chill.

"Let's go and take a look."

Although everyone was unsure of the origin of the "Sunny Dolls" on the opposite side, they did not think it would be dangerous to follow their own emperor.

He carried with him the holy relic effect [Gathering the Bone] of the Jenny Machine, and even in a place like the Savage Continent where there was no network, he could always maintain the sixth-level status of [Human Emperor].

And the ceiling of the extraordinary who could walk freely in the material world in the mythological era was at most a sixth-level demigod.

As long as it was not as powerful as the Joker, the evil spirit or cursed spirit would not be Byron's opponent.

"Your Majesty, I will be the vanguard."

The kingdom guardian Hawkins and his cousin Drake also rushed over and took the initiative to lead the charge.

He jumped hundreds of meters, stepped on the floating islands of different heights, and jumped onto the giant floating island where the temple was located.

It is clearer here. There is nothing special about the temple except its rough shape and large area.

But there are dense vegetation around, and there are ancient trees that have grown for thousands of years everywhere, but no one can be seen.

Only those white cloths are painted with abstract facial features in blood, grinning, dragging a piece of light white cloth body, forming a simple puppet.

The eaves of the whole temple are full of puppets wrapped in white cloth, at least hundreds of them, swaying in the night wind, but miraculously keeping the rain far away.

Standing here, the sound of the nursery rhyme that should be used to pray for clear weather has become unusually clear and more creepy.

"If not, cut off your head" repeated over and over again.

Everyone standing here feels like a pair of scissors are on their necks, and they may be cut in half at any time with a "click".

Byron felt more deeply than others.

Although the facial features painted on the white cloth were very abstract, he subconsciously felt that they were all the same face, and he had an inexplicable strong sense of familiarity with this face.

He seemed to have seen it often in the past, but now he couldn't remember it at all.

But the key is that he has a [Sail Log] that records everything at any time, and a strong spiritual realm, so he can't forget it once he has seen it.

As soon as this thought came up, things felt even weirder.

"Miss, do you think the person painted here looks familiar?"

Byron couldn't help but ask his wife who had experienced most of the adventures with him.

Violet looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally shook her head in confusion:

"I don't have any impression.

Although I am not a palace sequence, I majored in painting and sculpture art design. I am 100% confident in identifying portraits. Are you sure this is really the same person?"

"This"

Byron also doubted whether there was something wrong with his feeling.

He simply equipped himself with the [Key of Omniscience], [Sunstone Calendar], and [Logbook], which connected the long river of history and opened the state of "limited omniscience".

At this time, Drake had already plucked up the courage to untie the two dolls, opened the white cloth package, and revealed two hideous human heads inside.

The size of the heads was about the same as that of children, but the thick beards showed that they were undoubtedly adults.

The [Logbook] was slow for a while before new words appeared:

"Race: Crypt Dwarf, born extraordinary sub-human, with strong fertility and good extraordinary resistance, but difficult to promote.

Prayer Ceremony: This is an ancient extraordinary species that has lived from the Paleozoic era to the present. They once climbed high mountains and hid underground. They were afraid of floods, sea water and rain to the bones, and they were diligently pursuing various means of water control.

At the end of the mythological era, a priest who was born with the ability to pray for clear weather appeared among the crypt dwarfs. He could pray for clear weather with singing. , and it worked every time.

However, when the new era came, it rained day and night for thirty days, and no matter how the priest sang, it was useless.

The leader and the tribesmen were furious and cut off the priest's hands, but the rain did not stop; a few days later, they were anxious and cut off the priest's feet, but the rain still did not stop.

Until one night, perhaps because their desire to control the flood was too strong.

Some people suddenly received divine revelation in their dreams that they needed to "hang up" the priest who had the power to pray for clear weather in order to stop the flood.

So they mercilessly chopped off the priest's head, wrapped it in cloth and hung it on the eaves of the temple.

The head was also painted with the appearance of the ‘god’ seen in the dream.

It was the fortieth day and the heavy rain finally stopped.

The crypt gnomes wept with joy, rejoicing that they had finally mastered the ritual of praying for sunshine.

But in order to cover up the bloodiness of the ceremony, they gave this kind of sacrifice a childish name: 'Sunny Day Doll'. ’

From then on, throughout the Silver Age, whenever it rained and flooded, they would chop off the heads of hundreds of tribesmen or hostile tribes and hang out "Sunny Dolls" to prevent the rain from falling. "

When Byron saw this, his brows furrowed even deeper:

"At the turn of the last era, the [Bound Creator] used blockage to control the water, temporarily saving the world and delaying the arrival of the Great Flood and the Luanian Era by 1,500 years.

At about the same time, the flood control here happened to be successful, so it was regarded as a miracle by the indigenous people here?

Or is there really a divine revelation coming? Then which god would entrust dreams to these natives? "

Then the handwriting that appeared at the back of the diary dispelled all his doubts.

[Secret: The desperate showdown in the ‘Triple Point’, historical influence 100] The solution density suddenly increased, jumping from 25% to 35%.

Compared with the slow tortoise-like progress when decrypting the prophecy of the revival of the Bay people, this time it is almost as fast as flying.

It also connects two seemingly unrelated things, "Triple Point Death Battle" and "Sunny Day Doll", and there is a strong correlation worth up to 10% of the solution density!

Byron's expression changed, he silently muttered to himself, and reasoned reasonably:

“It is known that in order for the ritual to be effective, there must be a higher source of mysticism.

The tide of source material outside the material world penetrates the material world through the 'triple point', just like the magnetic field of the planet gushing out from the two poles, receiving at one end and sending out at the other.

Eventually, a strong spiritual environment was formed in the spherical world, and another core 'spiritual pole' with the opposite nature was created on this continent located in the Ocean of Storms.

According to the basic principles of mysticism, the planet-level radiation of the source material tide not only brings powerful extraordinary energy to this ancient pillar continent, but also the secret information inside the 'triple point'.

This kind of praying ceremony for sunny dolls is just like "everything is three, and it will change every seven". It is most likely a basic extraordinary rule extended from the "three-phase point"!

It seems that it is not difficult to guess what the hanging doll represents. "

Many local extraordinary beings may have intentionally or unintentionally ignored the title "Bound Creator" due to their habits over thousands of years. It seems that there was something wrong with the title from the beginning.

Byron, the outsider, would not.

Why is the only god who has clearly won the Ragnarok war, gathered all the immortal divinities, and is so aloof "bound"?

Even Byron's own [Winged Angel], which symbolizes the Holy Spirit, is tightly bound by golden chains and is also bound.

Although he felt a little incredible, he had to come to a conclusion that might be very close to the truth:

"So [The Bound Creator]'s current state is actually three hanging 'Sunny Dolls'! They are themselves sacrifices to this world!

The situation at the triple point may also be more complicated and weird than I first imagined.

The Creator was bound and hanged, the Son was crucified on the cross, and the end was not very good. But I, the Holy Spirit, who took over the baton and continued to control the water, would I bah bah bah, childish words are unscrupulous. "

Byron spat to drive away the crows.

But there is always a strange sense of fate lingering in my heart.

"Let's look for anything else in the temple."

He was about to order a search for any other clues in the temple when his ears moved and he looked at a long-dried stone shaft next to the temple.

At first, there was just a slight "rustling" sound, as if something with many legs was crawling. When everyone else noticed the sound, they turned to look over.

call--!

Suddenly a fishy wind blew up in the well, and the stench was astounding.

A [cursed spirit] composed of countless severed human hands, feet, and torsos jumped out from the mouth of the well, roaring from its neck:

"Head, give me my head back!"

The filthy spiritual light belonging to the fifth-order high-sequence alone filled the temple and cleared most of the dark clouds in the sky.

I don’t know how many times the prayer ceremony was held, and how long it took to accumulate so many bones. Some of them have decayed into white bones, and some are still very fresh.

With countless arms and legs swinging, this cursed spirit "rumbling" like an out-of-control steam locomotive rushed towards the nearest Hawkins.

Without any fuss, the legendary knight casually spat out the bone toothpick he had been holding in his mouth.

The small toothpick pulled out a red line of fire in mid-air, hitting the head where the cursed spirit opened its chest to act as a mouth, and the ribs were still bleeding.

Boom!

The fire, which was more terrifying than the heavy artillery bombardment, exploded, and the violent shock wave blew the cursed spirit's head apart.

It was his thaumaturgy [Knights do not die with their bare hands].

The stones, benches, grass and trees around him can all become peerless weapons in Hawkins's hands, giving them a series of extraordinary bonuses and obtaining the effects of various powerful holy relics.

Dip your clothes in water and tie them into a stick to smash a huge rock with one blow; break off a branch to easily cut through steel; spit out a toothpick at will and kill a heavily armored knight from a hundred meters away.

It has long since reached the point where picking leaves and flying flowers can kill people.

He casually twirled the raindrops blocked by the Sunny Baby not far above his head, and shot out a sharp "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle", beating the cursed spirit full of holes.

Drake next to him immediately stood on one foot, clasped his hands together and raised them above his head to form a gun shape. His whole body turned into a golden bronze material, revealing the mythical form of his mythical creature [Bronze Golem].

Hawkins grabbed it in his hand, pulled a gun flower around it, stirred up the wind and thunder in the sky, and killed the cursed spirit whose broken limbs were rapidly recovering with a wave of his hand.

Although this cursed spirit has mediocre combat capabilities, its vitality is extremely tenacious and it can recover quickly no matter how crushed it is.

If Hawkins hadn't received the fire bonus from Byron, each blow could rely on [Solar Storm] to permanently wear away part of the opponent's limbs, and the person would have been numb by this time.

But that's not until he slowly grinds this cursed spirit to death.

Wow.

Several deep holes suddenly opened on the ground inside the temple, and a group of black dwarfs rushed up like a tide.

True to their name, these "crypt gnomes" are not normal humans in the conventional sense.

The tallest one among them seems to be only about 1.2 meters, which is already considered a great warrior. The other dwarfs are only about 1 meter on average.

Riding on the backs of a group of tamed dwarf oviraptorosaurs was like a monkey riding a dog.

It looks murderous, but there is an indescribable sense of humor.

On the contrary, the extraordinary aura in them is real. There is not a single mortal in sight, they are all extraordinary species who have awakened their spirituality!

Although most of them are only low-sequence, this kind of extraordinary scene of all members is terrifying enough.

And despite their small size, they are extremely fierce when fighting.

Each person held a wooden blow dart in his hand. He puffed up his chest and blew hard. The power was no less powerful than a musket ball. The blow dart was also quenched with blue poison.

jingle jingle

Force field ripples automatically rose in front of Byron, blocking Violet and a group of soldiers behind him, and he took another look at these native savages.

"The two spiritual poles on this planet, one in the middle of the Sea of ​​Monsters, have created countless sea monsters and the terrible name of the Sea of ​​Monsters.

The other is here, giving rise to some of the extraordinary diversity found on this continent.

I have guessed before that based on the active concentration of this spiritual tide, I am afraid that there will be no community of ordinary people on this land that can survive.

Even if there are intelligent creatures, they must at least be demi-humans born with extraordinary powers. Looking at it now, it is as expected. "

Byron was delighted.

Even if the spiritual awakening rate of the First Empire was increased by 100% from the original level, extraordinary people would still be a minority group.

If you can understand the secrets of these crypt gnomes, use the [Holy Spear of Origin] to introduce it to the entire human race, and bring together all the advantages.

In the material world, after the material explosion of the whale oil industrial revolution, it is definitely not a dream to finally realize "everyone is like a dragon"!

However, he did not wait for him to personally take down these dwarfs.

call out! call out! call out!

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the floating island on the other side of the temple, and a dozen thick arrows that were comparable to siege crossbows to those crypt dwarves flew towards them.

The torrent of dwarfs plowed ravines of flesh and blood.

Byron's [divine vision] swept over, but he couldn't find who was shooting arrows in the dense mountain forest at a glance.

“Hey, come with me!

A few of you dare to cause trouble on the territory of the crypt gnomes. Are you risking your lives?

Don't you know that the population of any dwarf settlement is never less than fifty thousand? It will consume you to death! "

A pleasant female voice sounded in their hearts with the help of telepathy.

Turning around, he saw that the branches and leaves in the forest beside him swayed twice, and several figures suddenly appeared.

They wore exquisite leather armor, held long bows, and had long golden, silver, and green hair braided into neat braids.

There are only women but no men. They have fair skin, extremely beautiful appearance, and slightly pointed ears, resembling the legendary forest elf.

The most eye-catching thing is that each of these women is over two meters, close to three meters, far exceeding the height of normal humans.

If the crypt gnomes are the representatives of the island's dwarfism, then these people are the representatives of the island's giantization.

When Byron saw them, he suddenly realized that some of the heads hanging on the eaves were much larger than the crypt dwarfs, and they should be the same race that these giants were hunting.

Immediately, he also saw their group from the [Navigation Log]:

“Race: Forest Giants, a magical, pure female supernatural race.

They can give birth to offspring through sexual or asexual reproduction, and the children they give birth to will only be girls. "

Byron sighed at the vastness of the world and called for everyone to follow him.

Byron would naturally be happy to see some natives who are friendly to outsiders and can communicate rationally come forward.

The most critical reason is of course that appearance is justice.

These forest giants just look more like good people than those squawking dwarfs.

For beautiful animals, this is an irrefutable law of nature!

Leaving the Hawkins brothers behind, a group of people immediately left behind the pursuers and quickly evacuated with the forest giants.

The female giant with blonde hair in the lead introduced herself very familiarly:

"By the way, my name is Ariel Palm Leaf, the hunting captain of the Palm Leaf Tribe. What's your name?"

She looked at Byron, who was obviously the leader, with a bit of curiosity in her pure eyes, and she was not wary of strangers at all.

Byron always felt that these forest giants were a bit careless, too straightforward, and a bit too friendly to strangers.

So after introducing herself, she tactfully made suggestions.

Ariel Palm Leaf waved her hand generously:

"The individual strength of the crypt dwarfs is ordinary, but their fertility is stronger than that of mice, which makes their number extremely large, and has seriously threatened the ecological security of the ancient pillar.

And they never fight alone, and beating them is more disgusting than poking a hornet's nest.

These guys have caused the "Great Mother" to personally order the various races on the continent to artificially reduce their numbers.

There are many humanoid intelligent races on the ancient pillar continent. There are huge racial differences under the separation of floating islands. It is normal that we have never seen them.

But no matter which race you are, as long as you fight the crypt dwarfs, we are our own people.

You should also have relatives who have been headhunted by those dwarfs, right?"

Byron carefully echoed a few words, without revealing his identity as an outsider, and took the opportunity to spy on some information.

Especially the "great mother" she mentioned. According to the semantics, this should be the name of the gods.

After hearing the inside story clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned.

The "great mother" she mentioned turned out to be the pantian tiger that can be seen everywhere.

Ordinary creepers are epiphytes, but the demonized climbing celestial creepers are not. They have the characteristics of both epiphytes and parasites.

Parasitic plants refer to an organism that grows on the surface or body of another organism and relies on the nutrients of the latter to survive.

Epiphytes refer to a plant that grows on another plant, but the source of its nutrients has nothing to do with the plant it is attached to.

When the climbing celestial creeper touches a non-living object, it is epiphytic, and when it touches a living object, especially other plants, it is parasitic, and it can even mimic the corresponding vegetation.

All the climbing celestial creepers on this continent form a dense network. The climbing celestial creeper is it, the tree is it, the shrub is it, the herb is it, and even the mushrooms everywhere are it.

It can be said that the entire "Ancient Pillar" continent is its skeleton and its body.

It even has a unique title: [The largest organism in the world]!

"Byron and everyone, we're here."

They rushed all the way to the heart of the continent. They were all extraordinary people and Byron's [Storm Aura] was extremely fast. Ariel stopped in just half an hour.

Ahead was a vast plain. The blue light on the vines of the Climbing Tiger flowed from all directions and merged into a sea of ​​light here.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that the blue light traces all over the continent are constantly flickering, like a neural network running at high speed.

However, according to reason, there should be a thickest trunk of the Climbing Tiger that goes straight into the sky in the center of the continent.

But at this time, there is only a huge, stone-like old wooden stake left.

It seems that the trunk was cut off by someone some time ago.

Byron and Violet looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes:

"Where did the trunk of the climbing tiger go? Who can harm a creature of this level?"

At this time, a gentle female voice with a strong sense of fatigue sounded in their hearts, as if she could hear their voices, and quietly answered their questions:

"Guess why Noah's Ark, which once led the gods through the first flood, did not sink?

Outsiders, are you here to cut down my trunk too?"