Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 76: Hall of Valor, Ship Coffin Burial

Amid the interweaving of light and shadow, Violet’s voice still echoed in everyone’s ears:

"Don't you want the legal authority of the [Pirate Code] and the great secret treasure that the people of the Bay have guarded for thousands of years?

Don’t you all want to know whether the prophecy of the revival of the Taiwanese people is true or false?
Aren't you planning to join forces to divide up every bit of profit in Anchor Bay?

Then, as you wish!"

She did not break any rules, but she pushed the fight, which should have been very clear, into an unknown direction.

All thirteen middle-sequence senators and the extraordinary captain who had voted for Red Beard disappeared on their pirate ships one after another.

Byron also felt his feet suddenly lose weight and his body began to fall.

The wind whistled in my ears, mixed with a chilly chill and the stale smell that had accumulated over the years.

Obviously, the treasure hunt location is not in Anchor Bay, or in other words, not in the surface world where normal people live.

In the blink of an eye, Byron's feet touched the ground again. He just squatted slightly and regained his balance with the instinctive [mountain goat steps].

When I looked up, I found that I had arrived at the edge of a very deserted island.

Apart from stones and muddy mudflats that were about to be flooded, there was not even the tiniest blade of grass, let alone birds or animals.

He was standing on a rock exposed on the mudflat, and behind him was a dark sea.

As far as the eye can see, the only man-made object is the black boat-shaped coffin stranded on the deserted island!

Looking back at the sky behind me, I saw a huge anchor chain that seemed thicker than the mountain, rising from the sea outside the island and extending into the depths of the clouds in the sky.

Previously, the gunpowder artist had asked him a question:
"Do you know what the Great Secret Treasure is? Why is Iron Anchor Bay called Iron Anchor Bay? What exactly is this anchor anchoring?"

This is the answer.

The "Anchor" of Iron Anchor Bay anchors the resting place of all traditional Beidiwan people in history.

It is also called [Hall of Valor·Valhalla]!
They always believe in Woden, the god of prophecy, kingship, and the Wild Hunt, and even after death they will not return to the church's "Creator" or the Chaos Element Sea (Chapters 33 and 34).

Instead, you will come to this ancient region between material reality and the spiritual world.

It symbolizes the origin and destination of all Taiwanese people, and is also their root.

If interpersonal relationships are the anchor that individuals use to stabilize themselves, then this is the anchor that stabilizes the entire Bay Area ethnic group!
The prototype of the modern pirate funeral ritual of putting pirates into wine barrels comes from the "ship coffin burial" of the Taiwanese people.

The Beidiwan people who have retained their primitive beliefs worship dying on the battlefield and consider it a shame to die of old age in bed.

This spirit is very similar to the "die on the horse's hide" pursued by the ancient generals in Byron's previous life.

However, they used boats instead of horsehide to wrap the bodies.

Important figures of the Wan people or those who died heroically in battle would be buried by boat.

The specific practice was to place the deceased and his (her) slaves, as well as some symbols of wealth, various livestock, jewelry, and weapons, in a boat.

Then they lit torches and threw them into the boat, turning the bodies of the dead into ashes.

No doubt the ancient ancestors of Byron and the Lancaster family also rest here.

It was not until their descendants came to the mainland and converted to the church that they stopped upholding this tradition.

Byron felt his real but not so strong connection with it and shook his head slightly.

We should not make any comments on our ancestors who worked hard to create this great cause, nor are we qualified to do so.

“Everyone knows that the Pirate Warlord of Anchor Bay not only possesses enormous power.

He can control part of the [Pirate Code] and is qualified to open the great secret treasure guarded by the people of the Bay.

But what outsiders don’t know is that the great secret treasure that is prophesied to determine the rise and fall of the people of the Bay is actually hidden in the deepest part of Valhalla, the place where the warriors sleep.

The gunpowder artist also said that it is different from what outsiders imagine.

There is no legendary god here, no endless pork, and no beautiful fairies in mink coats peeling garlic for everyone.

only"

Whoosh-!
Byron seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He dodged a rusty long-handled battle axe behind him.

The axe was so powerful that it could not be retracted in time, and half of the axe blade was embedded in the rock.

A cold light flashed at Byron's waist, and the half-sword in his hand came out like lightning. He then turned around and slashed with the [Bull Sword Style].

clang!
There was no smooth feeling of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and bones, only the sound of metal clashing and a huge force that made the arm numb.

The opponent actually used the tail end of the long-handled battle axe to block the blade of the half-sword at the moment the weapon was restrained.

"Master!"

Byron realized how difficult the attacker was.

He immediately exerted force on his feet to retreat, using the force transmitted by the opponent to quickly increase the distance.

He retreated to seven steps away, to the end of the reef.

Only then did he have time to carefully observe the enemy that appeared in front of him.

He wore a horned helmet on his head, simple armor on his body, had dirty long hair and a beard, and exuded a tyrannical and brutal aura.

Under the helmet was a pair of blue eyes, the standard of the Taiwanese people. Through the broken armor, one could see a penetrating wound on his pale chest, which could be seen from one end to the other.

The weapon that could have caused such a horrific wound was most likely a heavy knight's spear.

Since he was injured like this, he couldn't be alive.

"A heroic spirit that fights endlessly in Valhalla?"

The ship's log also shows the life story of this hero:
“The first-level [Wanmin Berserker] Sigurd died in a raid on the Iris Kingdom on the mainland two hundred years ago.

The one who killed him was a [Heavy Lancer] which is very rare nowadays.

As a brave warrior who died in battle, he went through the unique boat coffin burial ceremony of the Beidiwan people and came to this afterlife."

The gunpowder artist had told him that Valhalla was actually made up of countless ship coffins from ancient times to the present.

Even in the ancient legends passed down from generation to generation, Valhalla itself is a huge ship coffin.

Naturally, there are countless dead souls, or heroic spirits, wandering inside.

They would kill each other endlessly, only to be resurrected the next day.

The one in front of you is one of them.

“I don’t know what you went through in your life.

As a Bay People berserker, your strongest fighting instinct after death is to ambush? You are really amazing. "

Only when Byron looked from this angle could he see the place where he had just stood, with a black corner slightly exposed in the sea.

It was obviously a submerged, dilapidated ship coffin, and its owner was lying quietly inside.

Like a stone, it has no breath, no body temperature, and is completely integrated with the environment.

After detecting the presence of a living person, it slowly stood up from the water and did not reveal its whereabouts until launching an attack.

Byron was extremely sensitive to the sound of the wind and saw through his movements in advance.

At this time, the Pirate Code, which was promoting the election ceremony step by step, also issued a reminder to all captains entering Valhalla:

“In the first stage of the Great Secret Treasure Trial, you will obtain three relics and burial objects from heroic spirits.

The power limit of the heroes on the island where each captain lands is the same level. Defeat three heroes to prove that you are the best among pirates.

Captains who have cleared the game can summon their own pirate ships and crew members here, and take a sailing ship to enter the second level of Valhalla, the "Atrium."

At the same time that Byron received the hint, the heroic spirit also pulled the long-handled battle axe out of the reef.

He assumed a [Stance·Window] that looked like a long sword [Bull Sword Stance], crouched slightly, and was about to charge at Byron.

Even though no one knew how long he had been dead, the fierce aura of a veteran of hundreds of battles still seemed almost condensed into substance.

Among all the servants of the same level, he is obviously not a weakling.

A fierce battle is about to break out.

At this time, Byron calmly moved the tip of his sword down, pointing it at the ground, leaned forward towards the heroic spirit, bowed slightly, and performed the etiquette of a Taiwanese duel.

Upon seeing this, the heroic spirit hesitated for a moment, then followed his instincts from before death and performed the same action.

He was about to get ready to charge again.

Byron on the opposite side had already thrown away the half-sword in his hand and quickly pulled out the flintlock rifle on the belt on his chest.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
Four blazing lines of fire penetrated fiercely into the heroic spirit's head.

Sword-drawing technique, sword-drawing technique again!
Just as he staggered back, Byron raised his sword on tiptoe, rushed forward with a stabbing step, and chopped off his head with one sword.

The heroic spirit fell to the ground and turned into a handful of ashes.

Only a gold bracelet was left, which Byron put into his waist bag.

These were the burial objects when he was buried in the boat coffin.

As he reloaded the four flintlock muskets, Byron could not help but sigh:
“Two hundred years ago, even the matchlock gun had not been invented.

Only by fighting against such antiques can you feel the difference between the times. "

Although there is no wine, meat, or fairies in the real Valhalla, the fighting skills of these warriors in their lifetime were absolutely impeccable.

Endless battles are fought over a long period of time, and the heroic spirits of the warriors die here and are resurrected the next day.

In their souls, there is only the purest fighting instinct left.

There is no point in a head-on confrontation.

"Anyway, he will be resurrected tomorrow, so this isn't considered blasphemy against our ancestors, right?"

Byron looked up uncomfortably, as if someone was staring at him.

"No, no, no, if the ancestors knew that I was so flexible, they would definitely be very pleased. That's it!"

Just as he was stepping on the rocks to rush towards another ship coffin within his sight, he suddenly heard a familiar, shrill howl coming from the island in the distance.

"Help--!"

(End of this chapter)