Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 233: Banning Magic and Breaking Laws, Combining Two Swords

The earth trembled and the atmosphere roared.

Byron did not look back at the explosion, nor did he even pause.

He still remembered the clown's ability to change his tricks and Koraskin's [Shattered Into Pieces] clearly, and he knew that physical attacks would not be fatal to such a monster.

It’s better to take advantage of this opportunity to grease your feet.

Like a leaf, it floats forward rapidly on the hot air flow behind it.

Sure enough, an angry roar soon resounded through the night sky behind him:

"Ow—!"

Violet’s counterattack failed to kill this evil monster that was immune to most physical attacks.

However, the intensity of that attack had long exceeded the upper limit of the mid-sequence [Song of Blood and Fire], and it did indeed cost him a heavy price.

The huge body had no time to dodge and could only barely split off all the clown heads on its body.

The last bit of humanity and sanity of the [Bone-Eating Clown] Koraskin also completely disappeared in the explosion.

“Hahahaha.”

When a strange laughter once again came from the thick night.

Only a few dozen clown-like human head balloons were left, with a skinny clown with a mutilated body hanging below them with colorful hair.

From a distance, it looks more like a pathetic little puppet.

At this time, Koraskin could no longer utter a complete sentence, and only a strange laugh that made people cold to the bone came out of his mouth.

[Gross·Bone-eating Clown]:
"He was corrupted from a Level 3 clown in the Palace Sequence and has completely lost his humanity.

But under the control of a big joker card, one can instinctively use all kinds of clown tricks to create all kinds of terrifying killing effects.

According to Koraskin's behavior pattern during his lifetime, he was accustomed to transforming his victims into parts of his own body.

Any creature that can produce the emotion of fear is its target of attack.

The only reason for its existence is to spread fear to the world.

Note: Due to the mystical connection between the clown profession, the Big Joker card, and the [Hip-Life Clown], the Bone-Eating Clown at this time can be regarded as a close relative of the Hip-Life Clown. "

After all, Byron is only a second-level [Storm Knight].

The ability Stormborn provides him is gravity zeroing, not flight.

The so-called flying effect is just an illusion of using the mind flow to integrate one's various abilities and relying on a gust of wind to blow oneself up.

No matter how fast you go, you can't exceed the wind speed around you.

Even a force 6 gale at sea has a speed of only 10.8-13.8 m/s.

Unless one can break through to the third level [Storm Admiral] and truly gain the ability to control strong winds and even storms, running is faster than flying.

call out--!
Byron held Violet tightly and ran all the way, with a group of human head balloons chasing after them.

[Song of Blood and Fire] couldn't defeat the clown once, and after the opponent was broken into pieces, it would be even more impossible to do it a second time.

Violet held the [Black and White Keys] in her hand, and whenever the opponent was about to catch up, she would shoot at him to force him back.

But Byron's physical strength and spiritual brilliance are limited. It is no use keeping running away like this. Sooner or later he will be caught up by the other party.

"Have it!"

While running away, Byron kept an eye on the strategic map. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he immediately turned around and rushed deeper into the Golden Apple Orchard.

Soon, a camp that appeared to belong to a pirate group in Black Sail Port appeared in front of them.

The bonfire was burning brightly, and a large group of ferocious pirates were busy collecting golden apples nearby overnight.

This gang's discipline was clearly much stricter than that of the Black Tongue Brotherhood, and they did not fall into infighting like the latter.

At the same time, the Pirate Captain is also a [Pirate] who has reached the peak of the second level like Byron and is preparing to begin the "Pirate Treasure Chest" ceremony to advance to the third level.

No matter how good the gold and silver on the road are, what he desires most is the great pirate's treasure cave and the treasure that best represents the great pirate's life's glory.

Of course I don't want to stop here.

Or perhaps it was just the intensified "possessiveness" on the first night on Treasure Island that could not break their moral bottom line.

It also indirectly proves the correctness of the sociological theorem: "The more something is lacking, the more it will be emphasized."

The less civilization there is, the more emphasis will be placed on the beacon of civilization; the less culture there is, the more people will like to plagiarize culture.
The Black Tongue Brotherhood, which deliberately emphasizes "secrecy and brotherhood", lacks exactly these two things, which is why it exploded on the spot.

However, we are not afraid of no good things, but we are afraid of no good people.

Although this pirate group did not fall into internal strife, the unexpected disaster came so suddenly.

“Hahahaha.”

The previous moment, they all looked up at the sky because of the huge explosion and flames rising into the sky nearby, and the next moment, scattered balloons of human heads came whizzing towards them.

"Balloons? What kind of weird things are they?"

"Shoot them down for me!" Before the pirates could line up to fight back.

The human head balloons had already rushed in front of them, and each balloon had a long colorful rope dragging underneath it.

It was like a living being, and it easily grabbed the pirates' necks.

Pull them up into the sky in an instant, and then tighten them suddenly.

The pirate had just struggled twice before the ropes sucked away all his blood and flesh. A strong wind blew from high in the sky, leaving only a handful of ashes falling down.

After being replenished with flesh and blood, the original body of the [Bone-Eating Clown] hung below the balloon, and the originally mutilated puppet body began to gradually recover.

The two guys with bad intentions couldn't help but frown when they saw this.

The hindering effect of these weak scapegoats is barely enough, but they act like a blood bottle, making the aura of this grotesque stronger and stronger.

After that, all the treasure hunting teams they met along the way were killed and absorbed by the clown without any surprise.

They even sent out human head balloons to actively search and hunt other treasure hunters.

The main body kept following the two of them closely, unwilling to let go.

Kolaskin's final obsession and hatred before his death were obviously not so easily replaced by other insignificant passers-by.

Byron had a toothache:

"The Bone-Eating Clown is much more difficult to deal with than Edward the Redbeard who was put into the Spell-Breaking Stone-Iron Maiden by us and sunk into the deep sea of ​​Valhalla.

Although the Joker's immortality is far inferior to that of Red Beard's [Life Box], he is absolutely immortal and can be resurrected even if burned to ashes.

But this kind of endless ability that can never be completely killed is really disgusting."

Violet, curled up in Byron’s arms, fired another shot into the air, agreeing with him:

“Yes, and the Soul-Hiding Life Box has a major flaw in that it requires human sacrifice every year.

Maybe by this time Red Beard had already been ravaged by witchcraft and was doomed to be dead because he missed the one-year blood sacrifice.

If you want to suppress this kind of invincible weird thing, besides crushing it by class, I'm afraid the only way is to use the Spell Breaking Stone."

The girl's words gave Byron a wake-up call.

In the treasure troves established by various forces, magic-forbidden areas made of spell-breaking stones or other magic-repelling substances are almost standard.

As long as all kinds of extraordinary abilities are eliminated, the security level and construction cost of the treasure house can be reduced significantly.

No one will refuse something that is beneficial and free.

Perhaps this is their only chance to counterattack!

Byron immediately used the North Star God to communicate with the earth spirit of Treasure Island and search for similar areas nearby.

When I saw the feedback from the strategic map, I was overjoyed when I saw the lonely blank space in the clear map.

The fact that it is difficult to detect means that the place is extremely repulsive to spirits, and there is a high probability that it is the place they are looking for.

There was no other way now, so I turned around and rushed over there.

Byron used all his strength to speed up, and at the same time he called out to Violet:
"Put away the rare item [Black and White Keys], and exchange them for some 'Deck Cleaners' that are not affected by the magic ban effect, grenades, and Molotov cocktails."

After running for more than ten minutes, the bone-eating clown following behind ate several more teams and had basically recovered its body.

Finally, a cabin in the woods appeared in front of them.

There are dozens of houses of different sizes, all made of various foods, such as honey biscuits, chocolates, and cream cakes.
Although the ground is not edible, it is white enough to not affect your appetite, and has a slightly dull metallic color.

"That's white lead!"

Violet recognized at a glance that what was spread on the ground was a very common byproduct of supernatural material smelting reactions.

An abomination of magic that has the same effect as the spell-breaking stone, but is much more expensive - white lead.

"This is probably a byproduct of Treasure Island's alchemy, and some of it was used here."

Byron accelerated forward without hesitation, actively dissipated the [Son of the Storm] on his body, and slammed into this area.

On the surface it looks like one is spiritually exhausted and has to stop.

The extraordinary abilities of the two were sealed in an instant, all the magic guns were ineffective, and even the storage magic objects and the [Overseas Development Order] could no longer be opened.

But fortunately, the same thing happened to the pursuers behind him!
At this time, the bone-eating clown had not yet realized that danger had arrived, and was about to pounce on them from the air with a strange laugh.

The buoyancy of the human head balloons above his head suddenly disappeared.

Then he also fell down like a stone, hitting the ground with a "pa".

"kill!"

The two musketeers didn't even waste a breath and turned around to counterattack immediately.

Each holding a large-caliber deck-clearing machine, they joined forces and pulled the trigger again at the monstrosity.

boom!boom!
Blood splattered three feet!
(End of this chapter)