Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 94 Chain Collapse
As Byron sang the story of [First-level Holy Relic: The Iron Nail That Destroyed a Nation], the ordinary rusted iron nail suddenly emitted an ominous bloody light.

In the blood, scenes emerged that looked like real stories reenacting history.

The battle flags were unfurled, the knights charged, the horses stumbled, and the throne changed hands.
"This is the Battle of Bosworth?"

Violet, who was standing right behind Byron, saw it most clearly.

This iron nail clearly carries a historical event that is very famous among the people of Taiwan and even in half of the Old Continent - the Battle of Bosworth.

The incident took place in the Kingdom of Hattings in the Channel Islands, and it was also a battle for national destiny between the king and the rebels.

At that time, muskets and cannons had not yet been invented, and it was still an era of cold weapons where knights were king.

As the main force in the battle, the knights not only need to wear full heavy armor, but also need a tall horse to carry them into battle.

Before the war, the king decided to lead his troops to fight the rebels himself. For this purpose, he ordered his groom to find the most famous blacksmith to nail horseshoes for his beloved warhorse.

Naturally, the blacksmith did not dare to delay and started working as soon as he received the task.

But after the blacksmith had nailed three horseshoes, he found that the nails he had prepared were not enough.

Due to the urgency of his superiors, he had no time to make new nails, and in the end he could only use a low-quality iron nail to hammer in the horseshoe.

Although there is no visible difference in appearance, hidden dangers have already been deeply buried.

So, when the two armies started the decisive battle on the Bosworth Plain.

The moment before, the king was leading the charge, waving his sword and commanding the entire army to attack, shining like a god of war.

The next moment, he suddenly stumbled.

The king fell heavily to the ground, and the unnailed horseshoe flew far away.

The frightened warhorse got up from the ground and limped away, leaving the king alone on the battlefield.

In the chaos, the king was surrounded by enemy troops and eventually ended up being captured and beheaded.

Because of a small iron nail, he became the famous last king, announcing the demise of a dynasty and a country in a somewhat absurd way.

Countless historians have long concluded that this famous historical event illustrates that there are universal intrinsic connections between things.

Even if a small detail is not done well, it may trigger a series of disastrous consequences.

Effect: Can direct a series of isolated accidental events toward the worst outcome for the enemy. The upper limit of power is: the destruction of the kingdom!
In other words, if there is a chance that things could go wrong, no matter how small the chance is, they will always go in the worst direction.

The more complex the system is and the higher the level of chaos, the more serious the consequences will be. Otherwise, there may be no lethality at all.

This is a treasure with a very high upper limit but a very low lower limit. It all depends on the specific usage scenario.

"I, the Wild Hunt, will judge you, the traitors to the Bay Peoples and the Kingdom!"

Byron did not forget to shout to the fleet.

With the help of the conch shell that Violet had brought out, the sound penetrated the rain and spread far across the entire Channel Fleet.

Raise the legendary level of this [title] by one level.

Of course, the premise of all this is that someone can return to the Kingdom of Hastings alive.

Then, history repeated itself.

The rusty iron nail, which had lost its physical form, completely turned into a streak of blood-red light and disappeared at Byron's fingertips.

It instantly shot into the flagship King Edward, which housed the main body of the Kraken's Touch.

At this time, on the open deck of the battleship.

Commander Old Norwich, who had taken back the Iron Bone Dragon Nematode Exoskeleton Knight Armor, had a slightly distorted voice:

"Throw it out! Throw all the silver coins on the deck into the sea!"

He no longer had time to avenge his only son, or even think about what judgment the Wild Hunt had given him.

He hurriedly ordered the soldiers to throw the thirty octopus silver coins scattered all over the deck into the sea.

This thing was originally forged by his own people. How could he not know what the consequences would be once all of them were gathered?
I was wondering if the Black Mass ceremony should have been completed in Anchor Bay long ago, and it would have become the strongest anchor point for the "Kraken's Touch" to lock onto its prey.

At this moment, I finally understood why the Kraken's touch could not swallow the people of the bay.

How can you play tricks when your enemy knows your core plan so well?
The reason why a conspiracy is a conspiracy is that it cannot be exposed to the light of day. Once it is exposed, all previous efforts may be wasted or even backfire.

In a panic, old Norwich hated Red Beard, who was always causing trouble but not helping anything, to the core.

“Fortunately, I didn’t follow your advice and enter the maze just now.

Even thirty octopus silver coins fell into the hands of the enemy. Can I really believe that a fool like you successfully snatched the position of governor?

Most likely, they were taken advantage of by those damn Taiwanese people.

You'd better die miserably this time, otherwise I will punish you with the Blood Eagle punishment and make your life miserable for the rest of your life!"

In fact, no matter how tragically Red Beard died, old Norwich could only make some harsh remarks at this time.

The Kraken's Touch responded to the ritual call much faster than they could pick up the octopus silver from the cracks in the deck.

With strong winds, rain, and huge waves as the medium, countless tentacles that were originally invisible to the naked eye have gradually revealed their shapes.

A flash of blazing white lightning streaked across the night sky.

Byron and Violet, who were a mile away, clearly saw a huge figure covered with tentacles flash past the top of the second-class ship.

The navy standing on the deck saw it more clearly and with more impact. Even many mortal soldiers with sharp spiritual perception but low anchoring level could not bear the moment of eye contact, so they pulled out their flintlock rifles and pulled the trigger on their own heads.

Also, because water entered the barrel and wet the gunpowder, it could not be successfully ignited.

This made them even more frantic and they used their pistols as hammers, smashing their brains out with extremely brutal blows. Even the companions around them tried their best to stop them, it was useless.

As time went on, more and more soldiers joined him and chaos ensued on the battleship.

"Damn it, a natural disaster has come!"

The fleet commander, captain and other senior officials who knew the inside story were livid, but they were powerless and could only passively face the trial.

The gap between them and the "Touch of the Kraken" is greater than the gap between ants and humans.

The so-called ritual is nothing more than a group of ants that accidentally figured out a pattern and formed an "S" and a "B" in places where humans must pass.

If humans are in a good mood, they may find it very interesting and give them some bread crumbs.

But next time if I make this gesture that makes me want to get beaten again, the other person may happen to be in a bad mood.

Maybe what you receive is not bread crumbs, but a pool of hot urine or a pot of boiling water.

Norwich is still hoping for a one in a million chance of luck.

They were completely unaware that the [Iron Nail of National Destruction] had already quietly taken effect in a corner that they could not see.

Byron initially lurks on the battleship's lower gun deck.

The gun ports on both sides should have been nailed shut from the inside and the gun port bolts inserted.

Then, use the caulking material made of pine oil mixed with hemp to fill the gaps on the four sides of the gun port and strictly perform waterproofing work.

Especially on the leeward side, because the hull was tilted and completely submerged under the sea surface, the 14 gun ports on this side were also under greater pressure.

At this moment, under the influence of an unknown force, one of the iron gun port bolts that locked the gun port began to rust rapidly at a speed far exceeding normal.

After just a few breaths, it broke into two pieces as if it had been soaked in sea water for several years, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Under the impact of the strong wind and rain outside, the twisted material used to fill the gaps is simply not enough to withstand the pressure of the sea water.

Bang!
With a crisp sound like a bottle cap opening, the gun port was suddenly opened by the waves, and the cold sea water rushed in through the gun port.

The ship began to tilt further.

This layer had been damaged by Byron earlier, and many of the cables that originally firmly secured the gun carriage had already broken.

As the ship tilted, these 32-pound guns, whose barrels alone weighed two and a half tons, immediately slid on the tilted gun deck on their gun carriages.

Especially those guns that slid over from the starboard side of the windward side. Because of their longer acceleration distance, when they slid from one side to the other, they crashed into big holes on the opposite side of the ship.

Let the water ingress situation get out of control.

To make matters worse, the numerous guns piled up on the port side caused the center of gravity to shift again.

More seawater continued to pour in step by step, and the water level at the leeward gun position became higher and higher.

All this happened too suddenly, and the damage control personnel who rushed over after hearing the news were unable to get close to the port side to carry out the leak plugging operation.

"Hurry, let's push all the guns back to the starboard side and bring the battleship back to balance first."

Under the command of the officers, the soldiers tried their best to push the 32-pound guns that had been piled on the port side to the starboard side.

But how easy is it?
At this time, the hull was severely tilted to the left, forming a steep ramp.

It is beyond human power to push nearly twenty cannons weighing more than two and a half tons in the surging water.

A second-level extraordinary person wanted to be the hero who saved the entire ship, but he accidentally slipped and was run over by the heavy artillery cart.

The desperate wails instantly destroyed the other sailors' already limited morale and sanity.

"It's over, we're done!"

What made everyone lose their minds was...

The cold sea water had already poured into the bottom cabin through the passages, cracks, and the holes that had been created during the fight between Byron and Norwich.

The "Touch of the Kraken" which absolutely must not be soaked in sea water was really soaked in sea water!
The painted pottery jar originally used by overseas natives to seal it, after coming into contact with sea water, melted away quickly as if it were made of yellow mud.

咕噜 咕噜
The medicine inside was bubbling like boiling water.

The highly corrupted pale tentacle expanded and contracted, rapidly swallowing up seawater, growing larger and more active.

Then from the broken edge, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to four, and four gave birth to eight. Soon, densely packed tentacles filled the bottom hold of the battleship.

New choices are presented to this existence that is difficult to measure with human common sense.

Should I return to the sea immediately to regain my freedom, or have a big meal first and then embrace freedom, or something else?

At this moment, a stream of water came from nowhere and quietly brought an old flute to its front.

A dexterous tentacle with independent instincts wrapped it around, and the mouthparts in the suction cup naturally played a song that it was most familiar with.

Yes, without a doubt, that was the signal for dinner!

The next moment, endless pale tentacles turned into a torrent and swept along the ship's passageway toward the upper deck.

(End of this chapter)