Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 92: The Wild Hunt Knight is summoned!
At the moment when little Norwich continued to fall forward by inertia, Byron did not activate the Blood Grail to turn him into [Transmutation Blood].

With just a wave of his hand, the large amount of blood in his neck was automatically collected into the [Warrior's Cup].

He also placed two small fiery red spherical objects under his body.

Then he pulled away and flew away.

next moment.

Boom!

Fleet commander Old Norwich, who rushed over from the command room in the stern deck as soon as he received the distress signal, did not take the complicated passages inside the ship.

Instead, he crushed the lower deck with one foot and fell directly from the sky.

It happened to fall next to little Norwich, where Byron had just stood.

Little Norwich's final shout was not only to vent his meaningless anger, but also to give his father guidance.

But it was just a second too late, and the fleet commander, old Norwich York, only saw his son's body lying on the ground.

Even because he had just had his head blown off.

The nervous system, muscle tissue, etc. that are still alive in the body are still twitching instinctively, trying to save this gradually cooling body.

It just pumped more blood out of the carotid artery in vain, which looked extremely tragic.

"what--!"

Looking at the corpse at his feet, old Norwich's eyes turned red, his whole body trembled and he howled like a lone wolf.

This is his only son!

Under the intense emotional excitement, he didn't even bother to punish Byron, the culprit, and he stumbled forward to help his only son up from the ground.

But the corpse had just left the ground three centimeters when old Norwich's [spirituality] seemed to suddenly sense something. His face changed drastically, and he let go and retreated violently.

The two booby traps under the corpse exploded immediately.

Obviously, Byron left young Norwich to be killed last, not to play a trick on him, but simply to use him to trick the old man again.

The bottom hold was the thickest part of the entire battleship's hull, and was covered with a full layer of pig iron ballast. The violent explosion did not damage the bottom of the ship.

But it swept in all directions, carrying with it the broken shrapnel and the fragments of Little Norwich's body.

Although the Knight Commander had a keen sense of perception and retreated quickly, he was still the first to be hit and was instantly swallowed up by the blood mist.

Seeing this human tragedy, Byron, who had already retreated to the corner and hidden behind a thick ship rib, could no longer hold back and revealed a wanton smile.

“Haha, wonderful!”

Byron hadn't been this happy in over a month, ever since he woke up on the Man-eating Shark.

The more pain York was in, the happier he was.

It doesn't matter how many privateer pirates die in Anchor Bay.

Even if the Norwich father and son named York were not counted, under the protection of the Hastings Law, he brazenly killed all the dozen or so [Lawyers] in the cabin.

A loss of this magnitude was no less than the destruction of the fleet, and was enough to make Edward IV vomit three liters of blood.

"But, it's not enough, this is far from enough!"

Charging a little interest in advance from the York family and their vassals was just a pleasant surprise. Byron did not forget the real purpose of boarding the ship.

He turned his head and looked at the tentacle that made him full of appetite.

The previous massacre intentionally avoided the compass-shaped magic circle at the other end of the cabin, and the painted pottery jar containing the piece of "Touch of the Kraken" was also unharmed.

"This is actually an existence that is above the King."

Byron has found the information brought back from overseas in the broken memories of the undead servants he had just recruited.

I have a vague idea of ​​the existence of this thing.

I know that outside the humanized world ruled by the [Silver Law], there are many things that are beyond the cognition of humans and even the peak extraordinary people.

The origin of the Kraken's Touch seems to be a "god" worshipped on a certain indigenous island.

Anyone who wants to destroy such a being, whether by blowing it up with explosives or ramming it with a ship, must be thinking that his own life is too long.

There is one more taboo worth taking advantage of:

"Absolutely, absolutely cannot let that thing soak in sea water!"

But the consequences of violating this taboo will cause it to completely get out of control, which may turn out to be good or bad.

Now it is still entangled in Anchor Bay. If we let it go free and there is no way to check and balance it, it will be of no benefit to either the enemy or us.

The best case scenario is that it can let go of the Anchor Bay and turn around to hold on to the Strait Fleet.

This was also their original plan.

Byron squeezed the thirty octopus silver coins that were stored separately in his pocket.

“The rest depends on it.

As long as all the silver coins are soaked with the blood of the same person anywhere on this battleship, the blasphemous Black Mass ceremony can be ended and the power of the "Touch of the Kraken" can be summoned.

Prompting the Kraken's Reach to loosen its hold on Iron Anchor Bay and shift its attack target to the closer Strait Fleet.

Although this group of law mages is small in number, their ranks are high enough that they can be used to mark fleets, or even extended to their respective noble families without much problem.

It would be best if the blood of the Norwich father and son could be used to end the ceremony, and York could be dragged into the water at the same time.

But I need to stay away when they do it, so that I won’t be hurt when they are eaten.”

However, when the blood mist dissipated and the only motionless figure on the ground was revealed again, Byron did not step forward to bleed old Norwich.

Instead, he took a step back and suddenly fired a shot overhead, blasting a large hole in the deck above his head.

He used [Mountain Goat Steps] and jumped out of the cabin without hesitation.

As soon as he jumped out, he heard a roar from behind:

"Ah! Bastard, come back here, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

A figure covered in wounds also flew out of the hole and shot towards Byron like a cannonball. It was the old Norwich who had just been hit by a booby trap.

Apparently he had used some unconventional means to avoid being killed by the bomb, and he took the opportunity to lie on the ground and prepare to ambush this unpredictable and extremely cunning enemy.

But they didn't know that even if the [Ship Log] in Byron's hand could not read his detailed history, it could still determine his life or death by whether history had ended.

Old Norwich was obviously not feeling well, if not dead.

His head and face were covered in blood, one of his eyes was blind, and one of his arms was broken and hung limply at the side of his body.

Moreover, he was wearing a red armor that looked like an insect shell but had a metallic luster and was rapidly spreading from his chest and back to his entire body.

It only took a breath or two, and not only was the arm connected using an external skeleton, but a full-covering set of knight armor was also formed.

Even in his hand, a blade like a knight's heavy sword grew out.

An extremely fierce aura spread out.

It makes people wonder if they are facing not a human being, but a worm-shaped monster.

Byron used the silver barrel of Bai Jian's gun as a convex mirror and saw the appearance of Old Norwich behind him. His eyes narrowed slightly:

“This is not the ability of a normal magical object. It is more like a creation of some kind of black magic.

I knew that the York family must have come into contact with some kind of forbidden knowledge recently, and the root cause of the final outcome of the Thirty Years' War for the Throne was also found. "

The logbook could not see the changes in him, but the answer was found in the newly recruited little Norwich.

[Forbidden Knowledge: Book of Giant Insects]:
“Using various insects as raw materials, we transform their bloodlines through forbidden knowledge and rituals, and use them as combat assistants for extraordinary people.

The one cultivated in Norwich is called 'Dragon Bone Worm', also known as 'Iron Bone Dragon Nematode'.

It can coexist with the human body, providing the owner with a layer of defense that is no less than that of the Iron Knight's armor, as well as super regenerative capabilities.

The side effect is photophobia. The Parasite Armor must not be used in the sun. And if used too many times, it may completely turn into a big bug. "

The York family has abundant resources at their disposal, and as long as they master the knowledge, they can achieve great things in a short period of time.

Especially worth mentioning.

The source of this forbidden knowledge is actually the same as the "Bloody Mary's Gourmet Recipe" in Byron's hand, both of which come from the Bloodthirsty Cult (Chapter 28).

Even the York family's acquisition of the Kraken's Touch seemed to be inseparable from the help of this mysterious cult.

This piece of information really surprised Byron:
"The Bloodthirsty Cult actually has such a relationship with the York family?
The two sides have always cooperated in overseas colonies.

With this clue, there is no need to search around in the vast ocean.

I am one step closer to obtaining the ritual [Scarlet Holy Grail], removing the side effects of the blood brew, and obtaining the blood of immortality."

Facing a monster that also practiced black magic, he was not worried about his own safety.

Before he was about to end the [Black Mass], he had already found a way out, and murdering old Norwich was just a piece of cake.

It would be best if we can kill him. If we can’t, it would be fine to just use the blood of little Norwich.

The only difference is that it hurts York, or even more.

At this moment, including a third-level chief justice, a total of twenty professional undead servants brought him huge ability bonus.

Byron felt that even under normal circumstances, it would be easy to defeat a second-level transcendent.

And this is not his limit.

He quickly rushed to the big hole where he came from and turned around to look at the "big bug".

After confirming that the logbook had recorded all the information in the minds of the group of undead servants behind him, he decisively activated the second level of the [Wild Hunt Legion].

Let out a low drink:
"Wild Hunt Knight, summon us!"

Suddenly, a loud and dark barking of a hound was heard in the dark cabin.

Pale blue flames burst out from Byron's body, and the twenty undead servants behind him appeared one by one and rushed into the pale blue flames like moths to a flame.

Boom!

The huge flame column exploded, causing Old Norwich, who was overwhelmed by anger and hatred, to stop in his tracks, his face filled with surprise and doubt:

"what?"

next moment.

"Da!" A pitch-black horse hoof as big as a bowl stepped out into flames.

Next came the horse legs covered in bone armor, and the horse head with sharp teeth, thorny horns and pale blue eyes.

The terrifying atmosphere, like a sea of ​​blood and corpses, that makes one's back chill, is overwhelming.

A tall knight on horseback, wearing a black full-body armor and a blood-red cloak, suddenly swung the thick and long lance in his hand.

A blue flame erupted, easily blasting a large hole in the bulwark on one side of the battleship.

As soon as he pulled the reins, it was as if the man and the horse became one. He leaped up and rushed straight up the ship's side which was almost a ninety-degree slope.

In the darkness, burning footprints like branding irons were left behind.

"This is. Wild Hunt?!"

Even though old Norwich had never seen such a thing before, he instinctively blurted out the word as his heart was greatly shocked.

In order to plan the Anchor Bay for the Beidi Bay people, he had read too much relevant information.

The Wild Hunt is too famous in the mythological system of [The God of Prophecy, Royal Power and the Wild Hunt].

At this moment, Norwich almost thought that this was the spirit of the legendary primitive god, who was coming to punish these Bay people traitors and invaders with his own hands.

After all, they were the ancestors not only of the Lancasters and Baymen, but also of the House of York.

But the hatred in his heart immediately overwhelmed his fear of the unknown, and he rushed out of the big hole and chased after him.

"Even if you burst out with all your strength, your aura can only reach the third level at most. You will definitely die today.

Even the Wild Hunt King Woden himself can't save you!"

(End of this chapter)